~*~
Chapter One
~*~
"And a job would be nice."
"Isn't the money you got in the settlement enough?" Shane asked, still trying to comprehend all that had happened in a span of ten minutes.
"I used some of the money to help get in shape, and I always wanted to be a wrestler."
"Can I ask you why now? Why not when this whole mess started?"
"You want honesty." Natalie sighed and looked at the ceiling. "The honest to God truth is that I'm afraid if that man."
"So leave it be. You don't have o come face to face with all your fears." Shane suggested, and then truly looked at Natalie. All the confidence and arrogance she possessed when she had first came was completely gone. She looked tired, but determined.
"I have to know Shane. I need to know whether Kane raped Katie or not." Natalie said and wiped her cheek with her thumb. "Wouldn't you want to know if it were your sister?"
~*~
"Dad, honestly, she is one of the greatest female athletes I have ever seen come by in a long time." Shane McMahon told her father two days later when they met in Vince's office. "It would be foolish not to hire her."
"Shane, could we discuss this later? I have a board meeting in ten minutes." Vince said and pointed to his watch.
"In ten minutes? That's great because I'm only going to need five." Shane opened the door and Natalie entered, Vince sighed and sat down at his desk while Natalie and Shane took the seats across from his.
"Dad, this is Natalie Black." Shane said, introducing his own 'talent'. "I saw her on Sunday at an indie show. And we would be missing a great opportunity here if we didn't scoop her up right away."
Vince put on his glasses. "Do you have a tape of the match my son is talking about?"
Natalie smiled nervously. "Oh, yes sir. But I checked it this morning, and it's very blurry. You know how horrible indie wrestling federation videos are."
Vince smiled. "Well, let's take a look anyway." HE gave the tape to Shane, who got up and popped the tape into the VCR below the TV in the corner of the room.
Natalie was right, the tape was blurry. You could tell the competitors were female, and one did look slightly like Natalie, being tall with dark hair. After a moment, Vince signaled for Shane to turn the tape off.
"As far as I could tell, that was a wonderful match. Do you happen to have any other taped performances?"
"Unfortunately, no. That was my first taped match." Natalie leaned over more, giving Vince a nice shot of her cleavage and slipped her foot out of her heel. Vince's desk was one with the leg space open on both sides, so Natalie proceeded to slide he r foot up Vince's leg and into the V formed in his lap. "Is that a problem?" she asked seductively as she began to massage his manhood with her toes.
"Uh, no, not at all." Vince stammered. Shane rolled his eyes and came over, pulling Natalie up. "I'll have a conditional contract drawn up."
"Send me the paperwork." Shane said and pulled Natalie up out of the chair. "We'll take off before you need to change."
"Bye, Mr. McMahon. It was a pleasure." Natalie said before Shane pulled her out of the office.
Vince leaned back in his chair. No way he was going to board meeting in this condition.
"What the hell was that?" Shane asked as he and Natalie made their way into the nearly empty parking lot.
Natalie freed her arm. "What? The plan worked, didn't it?"
"Yes, but it probably would have worked without you jacking off my father." Shane said and opened the car door. "Get in."
Natalie scoffed. "And someone told me that chivalry was dead."
"Just get in the damn car."
Natalie put her heel back on that Shane had not given her a chance to do yet and got into the car, slamming the door behind her.
"I guess you'll have no problem getting Bischoff to hire you." Shane said as he got into the driver's seat.
Natalie shook her head. "Do you think I want to do this, Shane? I don't, but I will if it will help us out."
"Yeah, that's the reason." Shane replied and sped away.
~*~
A few hours later, Shane sat on the hood of his car outside Eric Bischoff's house in Connecticut. After quickly introducing Eric to Natalie, he made and excuse that he had to make a phone call and waited outside. That was 45 minutes ago. Soon after Shane checked his watch for the millionth time it seemed Natalie emerged from Eric's house, her hair still slightly messed up and her skirt hiked higher than it was before. Eric stood in the doorway in a white terry cloth robe. He waved to Shane and Shane nodded back while Natalie got in the car. He soon followed, and two drove away in silence.
"Still willing to do whatever it takes, Natalie?" Shane asked after a few awkward minutes of silence.
"Natalie turned to Shane. "I need to shower." She said quietly and turned to look out the window for the rest of the trip.
~*~
"Hello?"
"Welcome to the WWE, Natalie." Shane said as Natalie opened the door to her hotel room. He had dropped her off five hours ago and now returned with the contract. "And you should ask who it is before you open the door."
"Thanks for the tip." Natalie said and wrapped her long brown sweater around herself while Shane came inside. "Come in, I guess."
Shane opened the small leather bag and pulled a plastic binder containing the contract. "Don't worry, I don't intend on staying. I'll leave as soon as you sign on the dotted line. " To emphasize his point, Shane pulled out a pen from his pocket and clicked it down.
" I want to read it first." Natalie said and took the contract. She sat down on a small couch and pointed to the chair across from it. "You might as well sit down." As Shane sat down, Natalie started to read. About half an hour of silence later while Natalie read, she finally spoke up. "Did you happen to read this thing?"
"It's not my contract." Shane replied and drummed his fingers on the chair arms. Without a word, Natalie gently threw the contract on the table. Shane picked it up and read the page. As he finished, a look of disbelief spread across his face.
"You're stuck with me." Natalie said in a singsong voice. "I'm going to be your manger."
Chapter One
~*~
"And a job would be nice."
"Isn't the money you got in the settlement enough?" Shane asked, still trying to comprehend all that had happened in a span of ten minutes.
"I used some of the money to help get in shape, and I always wanted to be a wrestler."
"Can I ask you why now? Why not when this whole mess started?"
"You want honesty." Natalie sighed and looked at the ceiling. "The honest to God truth is that I'm afraid if that man."
"So leave it be. You don't have o come face to face with all your fears." Shane suggested, and then truly looked at Natalie. All the confidence and arrogance she possessed when she had first came was completely gone. She looked tired, but determined.
"I have to know Shane. I need to know whether Kane raped Katie or not." Natalie said and wiped her cheek with her thumb. "Wouldn't you want to know if it were your sister?"
~*~
"Dad, honestly, she is one of the greatest female athletes I have ever seen come by in a long time." Shane McMahon told her father two days later when they met in Vince's office. "It would be foolish not to hire her."
"Shane, could we discuss this later? I have a board meeting in ten minutes." Vince said and pointed to his watch.
"In ten minutes? That's great because I'm only going to need five." Shane opened the door and Natalie entered, Vince sighed and sat down at his desk while Natalie and Shane took the seats across from his.
"Dad, this is Natalie Black." Shane said, introducing his own 'talent'. "I saw her on Sunday at an indie show. And we would be missing a great opportunity here if we didn't scoop her up right away."
Vince put on his glasses. "Do you have a tape of the match my son is talking about?"
Natalie smiled nervously. "Oh, yes sir. But I checked it this morning, and it's very blurry. You know how horrible indie wrestling federation videos are."
Vince smiled. "Well, let's take a look anyway." HE gave the tape to Shane, who got up and popped the tape into the VCR below the TV in the corner of the room.
Natalie was right, the tape was blurry. You could tell the competitors were female, and one did look slightly like Natalie, being tall with dark hair. After a moment, Vince signaled for Shane to turn the tape off.
"As far as I could tell, that was a wonderful match. Do you happen to have any other taped performances?"
"Unfortunately, no. That was my first taped match." Natalie leaned over more, giving Vince a nice shot of her cleavage and slipped her foot out of her heel. Vince's desk was one with the leg space open on both sides, so Natalie proceeded to slide he r foot up Vince's leg and into the V formed in his lap. "Is that a problem?" she asked seductively as she began to massage his manhood with her toes.
"Uh, no, not at all." Vince stammered. Shane rolled his eyes and came over, pulling Natalie up. "I'll have a conditional contract drawn up."
"Send me the paperwork." Shane said and pulled Natalie up out of the chair. "We'll take off before you need to change."
"Bye, Mr. McMahon. It was a pleasure." Natalie said before Shane pulled her out of the office.
Vince leaned back in his chair. No way he was going to board meeting in this condition.
"What the hell was that?" Shane asked as he and Natalie made their way into the nearly empty parking lot.
Natalie freed her arm. "What? The plan worked, didn't it?"
"Yes, but it probably would have worked without you jacking off my father." Shane said and opened the car door. "Get in."
Natalie scoffed. "And someone told me that chivalry was dead."
"Just get in the damn car."
Natalie put her heel back on that Shane had not given her a chance to do yet and got into the car, slamming the door behind her.
"I guess you'll have no problem getting Bischoff to hire you." Shane said as he got into the driver's seat.
Natalie shook her head. "Do you think I want to do this, Shane? I don't, but I will if it will help us out."
"Yeah, that's the reason." Shane replied and sped away.
~*~
A few hours later, Shane sat on the hood of his car outside Eric Bischoff's house in Connecticut. After quickly introducing Eric to Natalie, he made and excuse that he had to make a phone call and waited outside. That was 45 minutes ago. Soon after Shane checked his watch for the millionth time it seemed Natalie emerged from Eric's house, her hair still slightly messed up and her skirt hiked higher than it was before. Eric stood in the doorway in a white terry cloth robe. He waved to Shane and Shane nodded back while Natalie got in the car. He soon followed, and two drove away in silence.
"Still willing to do whatever it takes, Natalie?" Shane asked after a few awkward minutes of silence.
"Natalie turned to Shane. "I need to shower." She said quietly and turned to look out the window for the rest of the trip.
~*~
"Hello?"
"Welcome to the WWE, Natalie." Shane said as Natalie opened the door to her hotel room. He had dropped her off five hours ago and now returned with the contract. "And you should ask who it is before you open the door."
"Thanks for the tip." Natalie said and wrapped her long brown sweater around herself while Shane came inside. "Come in, I guess."
Shane opened the small leather bag and pulled a plastic binder containing the contract. "Don't worry, I don't intend on staying. I'll leave as soon as you sign on the dotted line. " To emphasize his point, Shane pulled out a pen from his pocket and clicked it down.
" I want to read it first." Natalie said and took the contract. She sat down on a small couch and pointed to the chair across from it. "You might as well sit down." As Shane sat down, Natalie started to read. About half an hour of silence later while Natalie read, she finally spoke up. "Did you happen to read this thing?"
"It's not my contract." Shane replied and drummed his fingers on the chair arms. Without a word, Natalie gently threw the contract on the table. Shane picked it up and read the page. As he finished, a look of disbelief spread across his face.
"You're stuck with me." Natalie said in a singsong voice. "I'm going to be your manger."