Nikki got to her hotel room and put her camera bag away after she took the film out. She wanted to get them developed tonight it wasn't like she would sleep well anyway. She went into the bathroom and got the chemicals ready and started developing the film. She thought about what happened tonight and flushed at the memory. She was madder at herself than Mark she had walked right into to that it was her fault. She sure wouldn't let it happen again. She hung the pictures up to dry and slipped out of the bathroom. She decided to go down the hallway to the drink machine and grab a drink. She realized she hadn't ate yet and she was hungry. She would order room service when she got back to her room. She got a Pepsi out of the machine. "Hey Nikki." She turned around and it was Glen. "Hey Glen." She said. "I heard about what mark did. I'm sorry sometimes he can be a..." Glen trailed off. "A dick head." Nikki said laughing. Unknown to them Mark was around the corner and stopped when he heard them talking. Glen laughed. "Yea he can be, He's my best friend but he can be hard to take sometimes." Glen said. "Hey ya want to grab some dinner?" Glen asked. "Well I'm in the middle of developing pictures right now. I was just going to order room service." Nikki said. "How did you get into Photography?" Glen asked. "Well stepfather number 3 or maybe 4 I can't remember gave me a camera the Christmas I was 10. I have been hooked ever since. I bugged my mother to send me to developing classes so I could develop my own pictures. She finally gave in and even had me a darkroom built." Nikki said. "Maybe we can order diner together and you can show me how to develop pictures." Glen said. "Glen you're married and I don't want to start rumors flying or cause trouble between you and your wife." Nikki said. "Nikki just because Mark has a dirty mind doesn't mean everybody does. My wife trusts me and don't listen to rumors. I just would like to be friends that all." Glen said. "Well okay, come on then." Nikki said. Mark turned the corner and watched them walk back to Nikki's room. Hell she sounded almost human when she talked to Glen. He felt bad about what he had said to Glen. He knew Glen loved his wife. He was one of the few stand up guys Mark knew. Glen just felt sorry for the girl and was trying to be nice. He would apologize to Glen later he thought. He headed down to the bar for a drink maybe he would get luck tonight and pick up some hot chic.
Glen and Nikki sat at the table eating. "Well how did I do?" Glen asked. "Not bad for an amateur." Nikki said smiling. "Seriously you got a knack for it." Nikki said. Glen grinned at her. "Glen where is Mark from he has a different kind of accent." Nikki asked. "He's from Texas, why?" Glen asked. "I used to know somebody that had an accent like that a southern drawl I guess you would call it. I was just wondering. Who else here is from Texas?" She asked. "Well Stone cold and John Bradshaw. Both of them are not wrestling at the moment." Glen said. Nikki knew who stone cold was he certainly wasn't her father. She wasn't familiar wit John Bradshaw. "Johns out with a leg injury but he'll be back in a month. Stone Cold who knows." Glen said. "Well it's late and we got a long trip tomorrow. Are you driving?" Glen asked. "Yea I brought my truck with me." Nikki said. "Well be careful tomorrow. It's a long drive to Maryland." Glen said getting up and going to the door. She followed him. "Goodnight Glen." She said "goodnight Nikki." Glen said and left. She closed the door and leaned against it. She would have to see what she could find out about this Bradshaw character.
Nikki struggled trying to get away. But she couldn't. She heard his voice. "Just be quite sweetie. You'll like it." Nikki tried to scream but he had his hand over her mouth she couldn't get away. She felt his hands on her and woke up and screamed. Nikki sat there in bed covered with sweat. She got up and went to the bathroom and splashed water on her face. She felt like the walls were closing in on her. She grabbed a pair of shorts and pulled them on and grabbed her keys. It was 3:00 am but she needed fresh air.
Nikki sat on the bench in front of the hotel trying to clear her head of the dream. It was a little chilly but not really cold. She pulled her knees up and rested her arms across them and laid her head on her arms. She knew she wouldn't be getting anymore sleep tonight.
Mark parked his car and walked toward the hotel. He had found him a real hot little number and they had gone back to her place. It had got hot and heavy and he had her clothes off but then boom he had got disgusted with his self with her and he just couldn't fuck her. He had grabbed hi jacket and left. Mark didn't know what the hell was wrong with him. Maybe he was just getting old. He seen some one setting on the bench out front and realized it was Nikki. She had her legs pulled up and her head laying on her arms with her long hair fanned about her. It was chilly and she didn't even have shoes on. What the hell was she doing out here this time of night. It was dangerous to be out here by her self like that. He was going to say something to her but really wasn't in the mood for another run in. Instead he moved back in the shadows. He would just keep an eye on her till she went back up. She looked up set but with her you really couldn't tell. After about 10 minutes she got up and went inside. Mark gave her a few minutes to get upstairs and then went in. That brat didn't have a lick of sense roaming around out side at this time of night. He shook his head and headed up to his room.