DISCLAIMER: I don't own the WWF or any of its Superstars for if that were
the case I wouldn't be wasting my time here now would I. Lol
It was a cold and bitter winter, one of the coldest Miami had ever experienced. The night was filled with the sounds of loud music and grown men carousing. In the middle of it all was a drunk Dwayne Johnson; he was having the time of his life. After three weeks of hard work a bachelor party was the best way to unwind.
"Where's the stripper?" Dwayne shouted.
"She's coming man try to keep your pants on, and I mean that literally." His cousin teased.
Dwayne's cousin had dragged him to this party for a friend that he didn't know, in fact before tonight Dwayne didn't know any of these guys. About a half an hour later Dwayne got his wish when the stripper came out. She was a beautiful biracial woman with long black hair and a body to kill for. As she started to dance Dwayne's attention shifted from her body to her eyes, it was painfully obvious that she was not happy, she even looked frightened. Dwayne stepped back and watched as twenty horny men threw money at this woman. Even through all the alcohol he consumed Dwayne began feel sorry for the woman. He continued to watch as things got out of control the men began groping and tear off the woman's close and Dwayne knew he couldn't sit idly by and do nothing.
"Leave her alone, just stop it you're hurting her." Dwayne pushed his way through the mob put his jacket on her shoulders and walked her outside. Every one was too drunk to protest.
"Are you ok?" Dwayne asked, but the woman didn't answer. She appeared to be more afraid of Dwayne than she was of the men inside.
"I apologize for the male species we can be so stupid sometimes."
"It's ok." The woman said with the softest and sweetest voice Dwayne had ever heard.
"My name is Dwayne what's yours?"
"Tia." She said quickly turned and started walking away, when she saw a man standing at the door she turned around and walked back to Dwayne.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yes, thank you."
There was something about this woman that was attracting her to Dwayne but he didn't know what.
"Do you live around here?"
"No."
"I hope you don't mind me asking this but you don't seem to enjoy stripping so why do you do it?"
"I have no choice." She said as a single tear fell from her eye.
"Do you have kids to feed or is it just bills or what?"
"No it's nothing like that I just don't have a choice."
For two hours Dwayne and Tia sat and talked. The more time they spent together the more Tia opened up. After having a couple more drinks the alcohol began to cloud Dwayne's judgment and he began making advances towards Tia. He wasn't paying enough attention to know if she wanted it or not, all he knew was that he wanted in her pants. They went into the bedroom to continue making out and pretty soon clothes were flying every where. One half hour of sex, no love, caring, or sharing just lust, left Dwayne unconscious on the bed.
"DJ, get up man it's time to go." Dwayne opened his eyes to see his cousin with a big smile on his face.
"So you got yourself some ass huh?"
"Where is she?" Dwayne looked around confused
"She left man, put your close on and let's get out of here." Dwayne got dressed and staggered out to the car and climbed in the back seat, he could feel a hang over coming on He didn't know how long he could hold out before everything came back up.
"DJ this is your car so if you throw up in it I got nothing to say and I'm not cleaning it up."
It took forever to get home because they kept stopping to let Dwayne throw up outside.
The next morning Dwayne woke up feeling like someone had rolled over his head with a truck. He took a hot shower which helped a lot, after which he decided to shave. When he looked in the mirror he saw a huge reminder of what went on the night before. There it was as plain as day a love bite on his neck, he thought about what he did and very briefly wished that he could see Tia again. Deep down inside he knew it wouldn't happen so he just chalked it up to experienced and put it out of his mind. While Dwayne went on business as usual he had no idea that his life would change forever.
It was a cold and bitter winter, one of the coldest Miami had ever experienced. The night was filled with the sounds of loud music and grown men carousing. In the middle of it all was a drunk Dwayne Johnson; he was having the time of his life. After three weeks of hard work a bachelor party was the best way to unwind.
"Where's the stripper?" Dwayne shouted.
"She's coming man try to keep your pants on, and I mean that literally." His cousin teased.
Dwayne's cousin had dragged him to this party for a friend that he didn't know, in fact before tonight Dwayne didn't know any of these guys. About a half an hour later Dwayne got his wish when the stripper came out. She was a beautiful biracial woman with long black hair and a body to kill for. As she started to dance Dwayne's attention shifted from her body to her eyes, it was painfully obvious that she was not happy, she even looked frightened. Dwayne stepped back and watched as twenty horny men threw money at this woman. Even through all the alcohol he consumed Dwayne began feel sorry for the woman. He continued to watch as things got out of control the men began groping and tear off the woman's close and Dwayne knew he couldn't sit idly by and do nothing.
"Leave her alone, just stop it you're hurting her." Dwayne pushed his way through the mob put his jacket on her shoulders and walked her outside. Every one was too drunk to protest.
"Are you ok?" Dwayne asked, but the woman didn't answer. She appeared to be more afraid of Dwayne than she was of the men inside.
"I apologize for the male species we can be so stupid sometimes."
"It's ok." The woman said with the softest and sweetest voice Dwayne had ever heard.
"My name is Dwayne what's yours?"
"Tia." She said quickly turned and started walking away, when she saw a man standing at the door she turned around and walked back to Dwayne.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yes, thank you."
There was something about this woman that was attracting her to Dwayne but he didn't know what.
"Do you live around here?"
"No."
"I hope you don't mind me asking this but you don't seem to enjoy stripping so why do you do it?"
"I have no choice." She said as a single tear fell from her eye.
"Do you have kids to feed or is it just bills or what?"
"No it's nothing like that I just don't have a choice."
For two hours Dwayne and Tia sat and talked. The more time they spent together the more Tia opened up. After having a couple more drinks the alcohol began to cloud Dwayne's judgment and he began making advances towards Tia. He wasn't paying enough attention to know if she wanted it or not, all he knew was that he wanted in her pants. They went into the bedroom to continue making out and pretty soon clothes were flying every where. One half hour of sex, no love, caring, or sharing just lust, left Dwayne unconscious on the bed.
"DJ, get up man it's time to go." Dwayne opened his eyes to see his cousin with a big smile on his face.
"So you got yourself some ass huh?"
"Where is she?" Dwayne looked around confused
"She left man, put your close on and let's get out of here." Dwayne got dressed and staggered out to the car and climbed in the back seat, he could feel a hang over coming on He didn't know how long he could hold out before everything came back up.
"DJ this is your car so if you throw up in it I got nothing to say and I'm not cleaning it up."
It took forever to get home because they kept stopping to let Dwayne throw up outside.
The next morning Dwayne woke up feeling like someone had rolled over his head with a truck. He took a hot shower which helped a lot, after which he decided to shave. When he looked in the mirror he saw a huge reminder of what went on the night before. There it was as plain as day a love bite on his neck, he thought about what he did and very briefly wished that he could see Tia again. Deep down inside he knew it wouldn't happen so he just chalked it up to experienced and put it out of his mind. While Dwayne went on business as usual he had no idea that his life would change forever.