Chapter 3
Disclaimer: By now, you should know already. Let's just get to the nitty- gritty, ok?? By the way, as for the previous chapter ending.....the porno reference, there was no cameras, and definitely no money shot!!!!!
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The next morning, I woke up, yet I still was tired. Sean was still sleep. I guess we had a wild night. I went downstairs, only to be greeted by Chris in the kitchen chomping down a bowl of Lucky Charms. He had this confusing look on his face, like he wanted to ask me something.
"Spill it, Chris."
"What?? I'm not saying anything. I heard it all last night." And he started laughing. "You were listening???" My face turned red, and I started to laugh myself. "Hey, whatever you guys do, that's your business. But, for future reference, try not to scream too loud." "That wasn't me, Chris. That might have been your imagination."
"I know what I heard. Anyway, are you two the dynamic duo now??"
"You could say that. Yeah, we are. Sweet, huh??"
"Yeah, Donnie. Sweet. Listen, I want to let you know something."
"Spill it. He's married, isn't he?? He has some other broad, and I'm just a bet, huh??"
"Relax, assclown. It's not that. I just wanted to let you know that there are alot of female fans that swarm around us, well, mostly him, and you don't need to be jealous. They're gonna be nothing more than just fans."
"Got you covered. I'm not like that. You must have forgot what I do for a living. I deal with guys all the time. Sometimes, they get fresh, but you know who you come home to at the end of the day."
"Donnie, of course you deal with that in a strip club!!" and he started laughing again, poking me in the rib. "You know I do not work at no strip club, silly!!" I said as I slapped him in the back of his head. "I'm a photographer for a Male Model Company, you knew that."
"Yeah. By the way, here's the dollar I owe you. Hahaha"
"Shut up, stupid!!!" At that moment, Sean came in the kitchen. He was already dressed. I mean, we were all dressed too, but I saw that Gabby was missing. I forgot she goes to work early. We work for the same people now. She used to work for WCW until they went under. I worked with her too, untill I saw it was not for me, and left. I was their photographer for the publicity shots. I hated Atlanta. Anyway, back to the story. Sorry for getting sidetracked. Chris and Sean was talking their boy-talk, as usual. Chris told Sean about the conversation we just had, which was cool of him. Sean grabbed me by the waist and kissed me on the cheek.
"Hi, did you get to sleep??" he asked me "Please! You know good and well you two did everything but sleep" Chris yelled. "I briefed her in on the groupies, ane she shouldn't be jealous and all that good stuff. But, I gotta go. Thanx for the room and board, and the grub. I gotta hit the gym. Nassau's tonight. You're coming with??"
"I'll be there in about 2 hours, man. I got unfinished business here."
"Ugh! No details, please. Later, Donnie. You're still coming tonight??"
" Depends on my work schedule. Polo has a shoot until after 9. I might be able to make it. If so, I'll be at the usual location"
"Cool then. Later guys." Chris left as he kissed me on the cheek and slapped Sean on the shoulder. He let himself out.
Silence. We were in the kitchen just staring at each other. I started to grin and he threw me over his shoulder and twirled me around. "I'm gonna miss you. After The Colisseum, we're going to Australia for 2 weeks.I'll call you."
"Ok. Where are you going to be when you get back to the states??"
"I think New Orleans. Yeah, it is."
"I might catch a flight, that's why I asked."
"That would be great. Let me know then. I'll get front row for you. I got to go."
"I'll try to make it tonight. If I can't I'll call Gabby, ok?"
"Works for me. Later."
And he left. As I heard the kitchen back door close, I was alone in my house again. Everything happened in one night. alot of tension was released, and boy, do I mean alot!!!! And, I had a conversation with Chris Jericho, which was odd, because we don't really hold conversations like that, except for the time he was scared to death when he was about to propose to Gabby. Anyway, I just realized I was late for work, again!!! Ugh! so, I ran out he door, jumped into my Dodge Durango, and burned rubber out of the driveway.
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Later on that night, I was still swamped at work. This primadonna model held up the shoot. I just got pissed and left. I had somewhere to be, and I'll be dammed if you're gonna keep me here because we provided the wrong bottled water. Screw you!!! I'm out of here! I left, and went to Nassau Coliseum, which was about a half hour away. I got there just in time for Kurt Angle's match with Jeff Hardy. I found gabby, who left the ticket with Bruce Pritchard for me. We sat down and had fun. During the event, security escorted us to the backstage area so we can see our sweethearts. We ran into our "special little pal" Billy Gunn, who was just visiting after his surgery. Gabby spotted her Chrissy Poo, with his red-dipped ponytail. Why did she let him do that to himself???? But, when I saw Sean, all I wanted to do is scream. What did he do???? It's streaked with....Blue!!!!!! Jesus tap dancin' Christ! Did Jeff Hardy have a Manic Panic Party in the back???? Anyway, he still looked good, because it fit his character, crazy. We got to the locker room, and I pulled his hair. He turned around, and he started laughing. "You like it, huh??" he said. "Yeah. I see Jeff got to you." I said, as I laughed. Jeff turned around and said " Hey! I had nothing to do with it."
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We were in the back until Sean had his match against a jobber, who he had totally beat into a pulp. Chris was going against HHH. He won by DQ. Leave it to Paul to get out of another one. Backstage politics. Anyway, We all were ready to go home, Vince McMahon calles Sean into his makeshift office. When he came out, he was pissed. He didn't say anything. He looked at me and walked off. What did I do??? Chris went over to talk to him, and he told him not to tell me, that Vince was sending him to OVW, WWE's version of the Indys. "I can't believe this shit! OVW!!! I busted my ass just to get sent to that hellhole because that bastard won't job?? I swear, some of these guys here are pure bitches!!" he yelled as he left out to the parking lot. "I guess you don't wanna talk about this" I asked him "Not now! I just wanna get out of here!! "
"Sean, we can go to my place, just me and you, and you can vent all you want to. This isn't right."
"You damn right it's not! Fine, let's go!"
I sensed a little tension, so I didn't push the issue until we got back to my house. that was when the fight broke out!!!!!
what is gonna happen???? tune in next time for chapter 4!!!!!! your comments are appreciated.
Disclaimer: By now, you should know already. Let's just get to the nitty- gritty, ok?? By the way, as for the previous chapter ending.....the porno reference, there was no cameras, and definitely no money shot!!!!!
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The next morning, I woke up, yet I still was tired. Sean was still sleep. I guess we had a wild night. I went downstairs, only to be greeted by Chris in the kitchen chomping down a bowl of Lucky Charms. He had this confusing look on his face, like he wanted to ask me something.
"Spill it, Chris."
"What?? I'm not saying anything. I heard it all last night." And he started laughing. "You were listening???" My face turned red, and I started to laugh myself. "Hey, whatever you guys do, that's your business. But, for future reference, try not to scream too loud." "That wasn't me, Chris. That might have been your imagination."
"I know what I heard. Anyway, are you two the dynamic duo now??"
"You could say that. Yeah, we are. Sweet, huh??"
"Yeah, Donnie. Sweet. Listen, I want to let you know something."
"Spill it. He's married, isn't he?? He has some other broad, and I'm just a bet, huh??"
"Relax, assclown. It's not that. I just wanted to let you know that there are alot of female fans that swarm around us, well, mostly him, and you don't need to be jealous. They're gonna be nothing more than just fans."
"Got you covered. I'm not like that. You must have forgot what I do for a living. I deal with guys all the time. Sometimes, they get fresh, but you know who you come home to at the end of the day."
"Donnie, of course you deal with that in a strip club!!" and he started laughing again, poking me in the rib. "You know I do not work at no strip club, silly!!" I said as I slapped him in the back of his head. "I'm a photographer for a Male Model Company, you knew that."
"Yeah. By the way, here's the dollar I owe you. Hahaha"
"Shut up, stupid!!!" At that moment, Sean came in the kitchen. He was already dressed. I mean, we were all dressed too, but I saw that Gabby was missing. I forgot she goes to work early. We work for the same people now. She used to work for WCW until they went under. I worked with her too, untill I saw it was not for me, and left. I was their photographer for the publicity shots. I hated Atlanta. Anyway, back to the story. Sorry for getting sidetracked. Chris and Sean was talking their boy-talk, as usual. Chris told Sean about the conversation we just had, which was cool of him. Sean grabbed me by the waist and kissed me on the cheek.
"Hi, did you get to sleep??" he asked me "Please! You know good and well you two did everything but sleep" Chris yelled. "I briefed her in on the groupies, ane she shouldn't be jealous and all that good stuff. But, I gotta go. Thanx for the room and board, and the grub. I gotta hit the gym. Nassau's tonight. You're coming with??"
"I'll be there in about 2 hours, man. I got unfinished business here."
"Ugh! No details, please. Later, Donnie. You're still coming tonight??"
" Depends on my work schedule. Polo has a shoot until after 9. I might be able to make it. If so, I'll be at the usual location"
"Cool then. Later guys." Chris left as he kissed me on the cheek and slapped Sean on the shoulder. He let himself out.
Silence. We were in the kitchen just staring at each other. I started to grin and he threw me over his shoulder and twirled me around. "I'm gonna miss you. After The Colisseum, we're going to Australia for 2 weeks.I'll call you."
"Ok. Where are you going to be when you get back to the states??"
"I think New Orleans. Yeah, it is."
"I might catch a flight, that's why I asked."
"That would be great. Let me know then. I'll get front row for you. I got to go."
"I'll try to make it tonight. If I can't I'll call Gabby, ok?"
"Works for me. Later."
And he left. As I heard the kitchen back door close, I was alone in my house again. Everything happened in one night. alot of tension was released, and boy, do I mean alot!!!! And, I had a conversation with Chris Jericho, which was odd, because we don't really hold conversations like that, except for the time he was scared to death when he was about to propose to Gabby. Anyway, I just realized I was late for work, again!!! Ugh! so, I ran out he door, jumped into my Dodge Durango, and burned rubber out of the driveway.
******
Later on that night, I was still swamped at work. This primadonna model held up the shoot. I just got pissed and left. I had somewhere to be, and I'll be dammed if you're gonna keep me here because we provided the wrong bottled water. Screw you!!! I'm out of here! I left, and went to Nassau Coliseum, which was about a half hour away. I got there just in time for Kurt Angle's match with Jeff Hardy. I found gabby, who left the ticket with Bruce Pritchard for me. We sat down and had fun. During the event, security escorted us to the backstage area so we can see our sweethearts. We ran into our "special little pal" Billy Gunn, who was just visiting after his surgery. Gabby spotted her Chrissy Poo, with his red-dipped ponytail. Why did she let him do that to himself???? But, when I saw Sean, all I wanted to do is scream. What did he do???? It's streaked with....Blue!!!!!! Jesus tap dancin' Christ! Did Jeff Hardy have a Manic Panic Party in the back???? Anyway, he still looked good, because it fit his character, crazy. We got to the locker room, and I pulled his hair. He turned around, and he started laughing. "You like it, huh??" he said. "Yeah. I see Jeff got to you." I said, as I laughed. Jeff turned around and said " Hey! I had nothing to do with it."
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We were in the back until Sean had his match against a jobber, who he had totally beat into a pulp. Chris was going against HHH. He won by DQ. Leave it to Paul to get out of another one. Backstage politics. Anyway, We all were ready to go home, Vince McMahon calles Sean into his makeshift office. When he came out, he was pissed. He didn't say anything. He looked at me and walked off. What did I do??? Chris went over to talk to him, and he told him not to tell me, that Vince was sending him to OVW, WWE's version of the Indys. "I can't believe this shit! OVW!!! I busted my ass just to get sent to that hellhole because that bastard won't job?? I swear, some of these guys here are pure bitches!!" he yelled as he left out to the parking lot. "I guess you don't wanna talk about this" I asked him "Not now! I just wanna get out of here!! "
"Sean, we can go to my place, just me and you, and you can vent all you want to. This isn't right."
"You damn right it's not! Fine, let's go!"
I sensed a little tension, so I didn't push the issue until we got back to my house. that was when the fight broke out!!!!!
what is gonna happen???? tune in next time for chapter 4!!!!!! your comments are appreciated.