**LOL glad to see the Al Snow thing was liked. Did anyone see him last one
the Raw thing? Oh my god he's so hott! Deb, of course I listen to you! I
asked for suggestions or dares. I had this whole story planned out before I
wrote it and I had it going almost the same way you want it to go. Kind of
freaky huh?**
"McMahon." Chris says as he swings open my office door.
"Chris! When will you leave me alone? When will you knock?" I yell. Chris smiles.
"Never." He answers.
"What do you want Jerkoff?"
"Haha almost funny. Well what I wanted was to talk to you about Snow."
"Snow?" I ask. I think he's completely insane.
"Snow. As in Al Snow."
"Ok now I understand. What about him?"
"Right. He stopped putting Nair in my shampoo."
"Well that's good."
"Yeah. But now he's putting itching cream in my lotion." Chris explains and scratches his arms. I try not to laugh. He looks like he's in agony.
"Did you talk to him about this?"
"Yes."
"What did he say?"
"Nothing. He blew some on my face." Chris answers. It's just at that moment I realize he has his hair in front of his face but I can see some faint redness. I giggle escapes my lips. Chris blows up.
"McMahon it's not funny!" He screams and throws his arm around. I bite my lip.
"I know. I know. I'm sorry."
"So far I could have lost my beautiful hair and I'm itchy!" He screams. I bite my bottom lip again. I can't crack up.
"Chris send him in here and I'll talk to him."
"I will!" Chris yells and starts to walk out. As he's leaving Jenny walks in.
"Chris your face is red." She tells him. Chris glares at her and storms out. I put my head on my desk laughing.
"What happened?" Jenny asks and sits on my desk. She strokes my hair as I lay my face sideways on the desk; my left cheek is on the desk.
"Al put itching powder in Chris's lotion." I tell her. She laughs.
"Anything in particular you wanted to talk about?" I ask. She stops laughing and sits up straight.
"Well yes."
"Go on."
"Well I would like to tell you thank you."
"For what?"
"Out of all the women in the world you could have picked to do this with you picked me. Out of all the billions of women you picked me to start an empire. You picked me to co-run this empire. Thank you."
"I would do it all over again." I tell her. She locks eyes with me and smiles.
"Mr. McMahon?" Al asks as he opens the door. Jenny and I snap our eyes away from each other.
"Al. Yes I wanted to see you. Come sit here." I tell him. Al sits on the blue chair in front of my desk.
"Yes Mr. McMahon?"
"Well I want to talk to you about Chris. What you're doing is funny, and something I would do, have done, to Stephanie, I need to ask you to stop. Chris is um, really high strung with his looks. I need to ask you to stop messing with his looks or there will be consequences. I don't know if I can handle him coming in and out complaining about his almost baldness and his itchy skin." I say with a straight face. Al nods.
"I'm sorry." He says seriously. All three of us start cracking up.
"McMahon." Chris says as he swings open my office door.
"Chris! When will you leave me alone? When will you knock?" I yell. Chris smiles.
"Never." He answers.
"What do you want Jerkoff?"
"Haha almost funny. Well what I wanted was to talk to you about Snow."
"Snow?" I ask. I think he's completely insane.
"Snow. As in Al Snow."
"Ok now I understand. What about him?"
"Right. He stopped putting Nair in my shampoo."
"Well that's good."
"Yeah. But now he's putting itching cream in my lotion." Chris explains and scratches his arms. I try not to laugh. He looks like he's in agony.
"Did you talk to him about this?"
"Yes."
"What did he say?"
"Nothing. He blew some on my face." Chris answers. It's just at that moment I realize he has his hair in front of his face but I can see some faint redness. I giggle escapes my lips. Chris blows up.
"McMahon it's not funny!" He screams and throws his arm around. I bite my lip.
"I know. I know. I'm sorry."
"So far I could have lost my beautiful hair and I'm itchy!" He screams. I bite my bottom lip again. I can't crack up.
"Chris send him in here and I'll talk to him."
"I will!" Chris yells and starts to walk out. As he's leaving Jenny walks in.
"Chris your face is red." She tells him. Chris glares at her and storms out. I put my head on my desk laughing.
"What happened?" Jenny asks and sits on my desk. She strokes my hair as I lay my face sideways on the desk; my left cheek is on the desk.
"Al put itching powder in Chris's lotion." I tell her. She laughs.
"Anything in particular you wanted to talk about?" I ask. She stops laughing and sits up straight.
"Well yes."
"Go on."
"Well I would like to tell you thank you."
"For what?"
"Out of all the women in the world you could have picked to do this with you picked me. Out of all the billions of women you picked me to start an empire. You picked me to co-run this empire. Thank you."
"I would do it all over again." I tell her. She locks eyes with me and smiles.
"Mr. McMahon?" Al asks as he opens the door. Jenny and I snap our eyes away from each other.
"Al. Yes I wanted to see you. Come sit here." I tell him. Al sits on the blue chair in front of my desk.
"Yes Mr. McMahon?"
"Well I want to talk to you about Chris. What you're doing is funny, and something I would do, have done, to Stephanie, I need to ask you to stop. Chris is um, really high strung with his looks. I need to ask you to stop messing with his looks or there will be consequences. I don't know if I can handle him coming in and out complaining about his almost baldness and his itchy skin." I say with a straight face. Al nods.
"I'm sorry." He says seriously. All three of us start cracking up.