***Chapter 3***

Trish caught up with me and said, "Exactly what did you get out of Paul?" I said, "Probably the same thing you got out of Mark…" Trish said, "Let me guess, they were taking care of some business." I said, "Exactly! Oh that makes me mad…you'd think after being married a year, he'd actually tell me the truth…I can always tell when Paul is lying…he shoves his hands in his front pockets and stare at my feet thinking I'm going to kick him or something. One of these days I'm going to give that boy the shock of his lifetime and do just that, kick him as hard as I possibly can." Trish said, "Good, when you get done doing that, you can come show me how to do it by practicing on Mark."

We got quiet for a second and just looked at each other and started laughing so hard…Shane walked up and said, "Ladies, where are your damn husbands?" We both pointed down the hall way and said, "Paul's dressing room." At the same time, which made us bust out laughing again…Shane said, "Both of them?" Trish said, "Yes…see if you can get them to stop being asshole." I said, "Yea…and to learn to take care of business, by learning how to answer a ringing cell-phone." We walked around Shane and Trish put her arm around my shoulder, and I put my arm around her waist, and we just walked away…Screw the guys…was the only thought we both had in our minds.

We were sitting in Trish and Marks dressing room and we checked the fridge just by some miracle of chance and there was 3 bottles of Aftershock in it…we looked at each other and she said, "Are you thinking, what I'm thinking?" I said, "Get drunk? And make the guys crazy looking for us?" we both grinned evilly and said, "Exactly." At the same time. We took the bottles out and drank one and a half each…we were so shit faced within a 30 minute time period, we were talking about pure nonsense.

We were both sitting on the couch, but Trish was on one end facing me and I was on the other facing her…and our legs were tangled with each other…Trish said, "We've only been married for 4 years, I can't get divorced…I'm not ready to stop loving him yet…" I said, "We'll you've been married longer then me and the king of arrogance…I swear why couldn't they just tell us what they had been doing…" Trish said, "Hell for all we know they were at some hooker house getting laid…because you know being on the road and having to wrestle almost every night leaves no time for a sex life when your married…" I said, "It would figure that Paul would go somewhere else to get him some lovin'…well technically not lovin'…more like sexin'…"

Trish said, "Please, they were straight fuckin'…"

The longer we talked the more slurred our speech got…but then the conversation got interesting…and I said, "Why is it…you can never find a good man…one who doesn't cheat, or smack you around…or LIE to you about stupid shit…huh…tell me that one…" Trish said, "Yea, and why is it when you go to a part a guy comes up with his 'hey baby I saw you from across the room and thought you might like to freak' pick up line…do guys really think that kind of shit works on a girl??" I said, "Mmm-hmm and you better go back to where you came from!{hiccup}…"

Trish said, "Yup…the only acceptable answer to give {burp}…and then you get these guys who have little dicks and can't fuck…"

I said, "Yea or big dicks and still can't fuck…"

Trish said, "Do…Does Triple H...H know how to {hiccup}…uh…ya know?" I looked up at her my eyes open really wide and said, "Girl, he's got those amazing thighs that just get me on fire…I could {hiccup} shatter glass screaming his name while were having sex…it's crazy…next time you hear my voice all rough one morning…you'll now I was up the night before screeching like an eagle from the sex we had…wh.{hiccup}..WH…what about Mr. Buh - Buh Dudley what's he's like?"

Trish said, "That boy…I wish I could thank his {hiccup} momma for the talent and well endowed ness she gave him…when he starts in my {hiccup} my thighs feel like their going to be ripped off me, and I swear my crotch is so sore the next morning I can't {hiccup} I can't {hiccup} I can't even sit down for like 12 hours…I have to lay down, and I walk a little bowlegged…" I said, "Oh, that's why I see you walk bowlegged sometimes…good look for you…you should become a cowgirl. {Burp} Cause obviously his cowboy keeps you bowlegged for a reason… {hiccup}"

Trish said, "{hiccup} what about you know {hiccup} the whole climax…orgasm thing {hiccup}?" I said, "Well if I'm really {hiccup} really into it…he can actually have me {hiccup} scaring his name…{hiccup} I mean screaming his name before we even get {hiccup} get half way through {hiccup}…" Trish said, "Aren't you glad {hiccup} that we have husdabands {hiccup} I mean husbands {hiccup} who can make us {hiccup} screaming the star Spanish banner {hiccup}…I mean Star Spangled Banner…. {hiccup}?" I said, "{hiccup} Sure…it works {hiccup} for me."

We had moved around so much that by the time the guys came looking for us, Trish was laying on the floor with her legs on the couch, and had fallen asleep like that…and I was laying on the floor next to her with my legs on the wall…and we were holding hands…it looked like someone had placed us like that, but in the event of our talking and drunkenness we just pretty much moved around to be comfortable…we were both barefooted, we lost our shoes and couldn't find them…instead of finding the shoes, we found blackest and covered up with them…

The guys actually got a taste of their own medicine when they were stalking around the arena trying to find us…they traipsed all the way back to the hotel, when we weren't there, they came all the way back to the arena…Paul said, "You think their doing this on purpose?" Mark said, "More then likely yea…they were really pissed off about us missing for 5 hours.." Paul said, "Yea, they had a right to be though…even though they don't realize we were doing something for them…Michelle was really worried…I think she wanted to cry up until the time I kept repeating myself and she stormed out the door…"

Mark said, "Yea, Trish too, up until she tore out after Michelle…they are in this damn arena somewhere, it's just a matter of finding them…they have to be hiding on purpose." Paul said, "Yea, they couldn't have gotten lost…Michelle knows the arenas too well…and so does Trish…" Mark said, "You don't think they went somewhere just too deliberately get away from us to teach us a lesson, do you?" Paul said, "Nah, Michelle and Trish wouldn't do that…besides, the other rental car that the girls took is still in the parking garage…even though ?I know this is a learning lesson…were supposed to be worried like they were…they are probably watching us right now, laughing their asses off…" Mark said, "Yea…hey I need to run by my dressing room, I left my bag in there…"

They walked down and opened the door…Mark went into the bathroom to retrieve his bag, when he heard Paul laughing…Mark said, "What's up?" Paul moved and said, "Look…I think we found them…" Mark looked around Paul and started laughing so hard he had tears sliding down his cheeks…Paul looked down and saw the empty bottles at his feet and said, "Good lord…they drank three bottles of Aftershock between the two of them…they are going to be so hung over tomorrow…I've never seen Michelle drink or drunk for that matter.."

Mark said, "I've seen Trish drunk once…but uh…it wasn't pretty…she man bashes when she's drunk…" Paul said, "And here I thought Trish was a sweet girl…and figured Michelle was an angel.." Mark said, "Yea, far from it on either…so should we leave them, or take them with?" Paul said, "Yea, well I think we better take them with, but I wouldn't exactly mess with them in the morning, after what we put them through tonight, and then what they put themselves through, they are going to be super bitchy tomorrow…" They walked over and were trying to help us to our feet, when we both woke up…

Trish pinch Marks cheek and said, "Hey there Marky boy…" she threw her arms around his neck and he said, "Hey baby…a little drunk are we?" she said, "Eh maybe…then again maybe not… {hiccup} did you know me and Michelle were talking about you and Pull…" Mark said, "You mean Paul?" Trish said, "I said that!…" Paul pulled me up and I said, "Yea, we traded sex secrets on you two…make her a little bowlegged huh Mark??" Mark's face turned three shades of red…and said, "Patricia…I can't believe you told Michelle that." Trish said, "What…she told me that Pull's thighs light her fire, so I wanted to tell her something about you." Mark said, "You mean Paul." Trish threw her hands on her hips and said, "That's what I said!"

When Paul heard that he turned three shade of red also…and said, "Michelle Ann, I can't believe you would talk about our private sex life…" I said, "Pulley, every one knows I'm married to the Gane…and they know, what a horn god, you used to be in Degeneration Z…so naturally they always want to know what sex with the Gane is like…Trish is the only one I told…but she's my bestest friend, whose she going to tell?" Paul said, "The name is Paul…I'm the Game, and it's called a horn dog…I was in Degeneration X…and she's your best friend, not bestest…" I said, "That's what I said baby..."

Paul said, "They are both toast…" They looked around and Mark said, "Trish, where are your guys shoes?" Trish shrugged her shoulders and I said, "I dunno, we lost them somewhere between the couch and floor…" the guys had heard all they needed too; they threw us over their shoulders when I heard an, "Ouch, Patricia…that hurt." Trish said, "Oh, stop whining and take it like a man…"

I said, "Solidarity sister…" Trish leaned her body up long enough to say, "YA-YA!" and slumped back over Mark's shoulder…About 10 feet from the door Paul put me down cause I had gotten quiet and he wanted to check on me…when he leaned me against the wall…Paul said, "Mark I'll take the other car, and see you at the hotel tomorrow…" Mark said, "Okay...see ya."

By the time Paul had turned his attention back to me, I slid down the way and was sitting on the floor, with my knees into my chest…I sort of half sobered up, and Paul squatted down in front of me…and lifted my head and said, "Michelle are you okay?" I said, "Do you want a divorce?" Listening to those words ringing in his ears, Paul's heart fell into his stomach…he said, "Why would you ask me a question like that?" I said, "Because you left me today for 5 hours and I just figured the business you were attending to was someone else." Paul sat on the floor next to me and said, "Michelle, I don't want a divorce, I love you…there's no one else I want more in my life then you…you're it for me…no turning around…"

My voice started to crack and I said, "Yea, but you left me…and I was so worried about you…I thought something serious had happened to you…for all I knew you could have been lying dead in a ditch somewhere and I wouldn't have known it until the cops came to tell me…" I had tears sliding down my cheeks, Paul pulled me over to him and kissed the top of my head, and I cried on his chest…Paul said, "I promise I won't leave you ever again…I didn't mean to make you worry, I was trying to do something before we had to leave tomorrow."

Paul stood up and stretched and squatted back down he said, "Feel better?" I said, "A little, but…my feet are cold…" Paul said, "That's what you get for losing your shoes…which we'll find in the morning…c'mon angel, let's get you in to bed…" He pulled me up, and I was still pretty out of it from the booze, and nearly fell back down when Paul grabbed me, and picked me up, and carried me out to the car…I wrapped my arms around his neck and said, "I like this."

He said, "What?" I said, "You, taking care of me…" Paul said, "Yea...me too…but you didn't have to get drunk in order for me to take care of you…I'll always take care of you…I promise." I said, "I love you." He said, "I love you too sweetie." And with that he put me in the car and got me to the hotel, where he undressed me and stuck me in one of his Game t-shirts…and we both fell asleep…