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The first person Molly saw when she emerged through the curtain was Hurricane who stood across the corridor by a monitor, waiting patiently. She smiled and made her way over to him. When she reached him, he slipped an arm around her and kissed the top of her head lightly, even something as trivial like that made Molly feel something inside, it was like a reawakening of something she'd buried after breaking it off with Spike. But it was different too. She thought about the kiss she and Hurricane had shared up high in New York's skyline, her and Spike's first kiss had been a culmination of their feelings they'd been forced to hide because of their families, with Hurricane it was a new beginning, in truth, it had meant more. She hugged him for a second then pulled away
"What did you think?"
"I think you had a great match, defended your title successfully and managed to humiliate Nidia as well, all in all, a good night's work" he counted off on his fingers
"Thanks, I tell you, that girl makes my skin crawl" shuddered Molly
"Who Nidia? Why? She's harmless"
"She just wants to flaunt her body for no reason and she sleeps around excessively, who knows how many diseases she's picked up"
"Woah, you're beginning to sound like Right To Censor" joked Hurricane
"RTC? I am not anything like those brainwashing losers, wait a second, you weren't even here when they were around" Molly pointed out
"So I can't watch TV like everyone else?" Hurricane said defensively
"Not if we were the enemy at the time" grinned Molly
"Not anymore though" he answered as they began walking down the corridor "besides what are you planning to do, try to stop Nidia doing all those things? There's no way you can, before your match Noble had her strip for a security guard"
"No way!" gasped Molly "really? Maybe she is hard work"
Hurricane laughed at her reaction as they slowed their step, reaching the divas' locker room.
"Listen Molly, we can try to right the wrongs of the world but some of them are too close to home to handle, they may be impossible because people are dead set in their ways, I know Nidia, she doesn't listen to anybody so just let it go" he said softly
"OK superhero whatever you say" replied Molly, smiling "meet you out out the back in say a half hour?"
"You got it"
Hurricane winked then strolled off down the corridor. Molly couldn't help smiling, in fact, she couldn't stop smiling, he really had made feel happy. She couldn't quite word how but he did. She went into the locker room, empty as usual as the others were watching the rest of the show probably. She absent-mindedly pulled her clothes out of her bag and laid them out on the bench, her mind on other things. She pulled on a top, well she tried to pull on a top, it seemed to have shrunk to only come down to just under her bust. She pulled it off and looked at it, it was definitely her top so what had happened? She looked at her other clothes, noticing what had happened to them; a pair of her pants had become a pair of shorts and another of her tops had been given a lower neckline. She studied them carefully; someone had cut them up! Someone had literally taken a pair of scissors to her clothes. As she picked them up to look closer at, she heard loud laughter outside then the door opened and Jamie and Nidia stumbled in. They laughed harder when they saw Molly
"Oh look Jamie, it's the prude who wouldn't let me show the world what I have" giggled Nidia, pulling her top higher up her midriff for emphasis
"So it is, got any sermons to preach to us, since you seem to think you're better than everyone else?" demanded Jamie, causing Nidia to laugh louder
"She won't be preaching for a while," Nidia said, "not after what I did to her clothes"
"You did this!" exclaimed Molly "but why? You've ruined perfectly good clothes"
"She wanted to make you look good or better than you are now" replied Jamie, his eyes sweeping up and down Molly's body "you know, you're not too bad, fancy a little menage a trois?"
"How about never in this lifetime?" snapped Molly
"Sweetheart, you've got a good body, you shouldn't hide it" said Nidia, disentangling herself from Jamie and coming forward to talk to Molly "you really shouldn't, I was just giving you a helping hand to show you what you can do, I mean I was once a wallflower and now, well look at me now"
She twirled on the spot, Molly looked at her; she had a flat toned stomach shown off by a red midriff top, great shaped arms and legs which were in full view thanks to those shorts and a very pretty face framed by thick blonde curls. She had to admit that Nidia looked good but in a way that made Molly uncomfortable, made her feel she was showing a little too much off.
"Baby, you look gorgeous" called Jamie
"Thanks but no thanks, I'll be fine the way I am" Molly said
"Really? Maybe you'll feel differently when we're done with you" said Nidia, slipping an arm around Jamie's waist
With the other hand, she picked up her bags that she slung over her shoulders. Giving Molly a little wave, Nidia walked out of the room with a smirking Jamie. Molly looked confused, when they're done with her? What did that mean?
Read, enjoy, review! Thanx to the great people who review me, u inspire whenever I read a review as I know that people enjoy my story (shout outs - Tempest: thanx 4 reviewing! U're not being repetitive and thanx 4 saying u like Hurricane and Molly's interaction, glad I mentioned a place u used to live, BizGirlCharlie - glad u liked the smooch and think I pick the best bad guys and Arshes Excentrique - I knew u'd like the last chapter, thanx 4 cheering, lol, I don't know about a soccer team of kids, there's more to come yet) keep reading and writing guys.
The first person Molly saw when she emerged through the curtain was Hurricane who stood across the corridor by a monitor, waiting patiently. She smiled and made her way over to him. When she reached him, he slipped an arm around her and kissed the top of her head lightly, even something as trivial like that made Molly feel something inside, it was like a reawakening of something she'd buried after breaking it off with Spike. But it was different too. She thought about the kiss she and Hurricane had shared up high in New York's skyline, her and Spike's first kiss had been a culmination of their feelings they'd been forced to hide because of their families, with Hurricane it was a new beginning, in truth, it had meant more. She hugged him for a second then pulled away
"What did you think?"
"I think you had a great match, defended your title successfully and managed to humiliate Nidia as well, all in all, a good night's work" he counted off on his fingers
"Thanks, I tell you, that girl makes my skin crawl" shuddered Molly
"Who Nidia? Why? She's harmless"
"She just wants to flaunt her body for no reason and she sleeps around excessively, who knows how many diseases she's picked up"
"Woah, you're beginning to sound like Right To Censor" joked Hurricane
"RTC? I am not anything like those brainwashing losers, wait a second, you weren't even here when they were around" Molly pointed out
"So I can't watch TV like everyone else?" Hurricane said defensively
"Not if we were the enemy at the time" grinned Molly
"Not anymore though" he answered as they began walking down the corridor "besides what are you planning to do, try to stop Nidia doing all those things? There's no way you can, before your match Noble had her strip for a security guard"
"No way!" gasped Molly "really? Maybe she is hard work"
Hurricane laughed at her reaction as they slowed their step, reaching the divas' locker room.
"Listen Molly, we can try to right the wrongs of the world but some of them are too close to home to handle, they may be impossible because people are dead set in their ways, I know Nidia, she doesn't listen to anybody so just let it go" he said softly
"OK superhero whatever you say" replied Molly, smiling "meet you out out the back in say a half hour?"
"You got it"
Hurricane winked then strolled off down the corridor. Molly couldn't help smiling, in fact, she couldn't stop smiling, he really had made feel happy. She couldn't quite word how but he did. She went into the locker room, empty as usual as the others were watching the rest of the show probably. She absent-mindedly pulled her clothes out of her bag and laid them out on the bench, her mind on other things. She pulled on a top, well she tried to pull on a top, it seemed to have shrunk to only come down to just under her bust. She pulled it off and looked at it, it was definitely her top so what had happened? She looked at her other clothes, noticing what had happened to them; a pair of her pants had become a pair of shorts and another of her tops had been given a lower neckline. She studied them carefully; someone had cut them up! Someone had literally taken a pair of scissors to her clothes. As she picked them up to look closer at, she heard loud laughter outside then the door opened and Jamie and Nidia stumbled in. They laughed harder when they saw Molly
"Oh look Jamie, it's the prude who wouldn't let me show the world what I have" giggled Nidia, pulling her top higher up her midriff for emphasis
"So it is, got any sermons to preach to us, since you seem to think you're better than everyone else?" demanded Jamie, causing Nidia to laugh louder
"She won't be preaching for a while," Nidia said, "not after what I did to her clothes"
"You did this!" exclaimed Molly "but why? You've ruined perfectly good clothes"
"She wanted to make you look good or better than you are now" replied Jamie, his eyes sweeping up and down Molly's body "you know, you're not too bad, fancy a little menage a trois?"
"How about never in this lifetime?" snapped Molly
"Sweetheart, you've got a good body, you shouldn't hide it" said Nidia, disentangling herself from Jamie and coming forward to talk to Molly "you really shouldn't, I was just giving you a helping hand to show you what you can do, I mean I was once a wallflower and now, well look at me now"
She twirled on the spot, Molly looked at her; she had a flat toned stomach shown off by a red midriff top, great shaped arms and legs which were in full view thanks to those shorts and a very pretty face framed by thick blonde curls. She had to admit that Nidia looked good but in a way that made Molly uncomfortable, made her feel she was showing a little too much off.
"Baby, you look gorgeous" called Jamie
"Thanks but no thanks, I'll be fine the way I am" Molly said
"Really? Maybe you'll feel differently when we're done with you" said Nidia, slipping an arm around Jamie's waist
With the other hand, she picked up her bags that she slung over her shoulders. Giving Molly a little wave, Nidia walked out of the room with a smirking Jamie. Molly looked confused, when they're done with her? What did that mean?
Read, enjoy, review! Thanx to the great people who review me, u inspire whenever I read a review as I know that people enjoy my story (shout outs - Tempest: thanx 4 reviewing! U're not being repetitive and thanx 4 saying u like Hurricane and Molly's interaction, glad I mentioned a place u used to live, BizGirlCharlie - glad u liked the smooch and think I pick the best bad guys and Arshes Excentrique - I knew u'd like the last chapter, thanx 4 cheering, lol, I don't know about a soccer team of kids, there's more to come yet) keep reading and writing guys.