***Chapter 6***
Around 5 p.m. we still hadn't gotten out of bed yet, we actually had eaten though...thank god for hotel food…Someone knocked on the door to our room, Paul pulled on his exercise pants on again, and went to open the door…I reached over and grabbed his t-shirt again and put it on, and went into the living room area of the suite. Shane was standing there with my boots, and Trish's shoes…I said, "What's up Shane? Hey how'd you get my shoes...better yet, how'd you get Trish's shoes?" Shane said, "Well apparently you thought it would be nice if you guys threw your shoes at me…I think you guys were both drunk…hey by the way, steel toes hurt when thrown at someone…good defense if someone ever comes after you." I smiled slightly and hid behind Paul's arm…
Paul cleared his throat and said, "Yea, it seems the girls were getting back at me and Mark for making them worry…they were both drunk and fell asleep in Mark's dressing room…of course after we stalked all over from the hotel back to the arena we finally found them…but only because Mark left his bag in the dressing room.." I said, "I'm sorry Shane…we were a little pissed off last night, and just decided to be pissed at everyone…" Shane said, "Yea, well next time you two decide to get drunk again, please lock yourself in a hotel room or a dressing room, you guys terrorized everyone last night, including Mark Calloway (Undertaker) and Glenn Jacobs (Kane), which with the mood swings that they have, I suggest you stay out of their path for a while…" I had my hand over my mouth and said, "What did we do?"
Shane said, "Well, let's just say, they had to go see a doctor who helps in the male groin area…you guys put itching powder in their jocks before their match…which those two with jock itch during a match isn't a good thing." I was trying to hold back an outrageous laugh, when Paul put his hand over my mouth, and said, "I don't believe this…Mark and Glenn are going to kill me and Mark...lemme guess they want a match with us now right?" Shane said, "Yea, afraid so." Paul looked at me and said, "Guess whose coming down to ring side with me…" I said, "I give up...Shane?"
Paul said, "Think again…think harder…starts with an m…she happens to be my wife…" I said, "You'd make me go out there with you, especially since they know it was me and Trish who did that, when we don't have any recollection of what we did?" he said, "You better believe it…go ahead and book the match, me and Mark have a couple of volunteers to walk us down to the ring that night." I said, "That is so low…I hope you realize all the sex you got today, isn't going to happen for a while." And walked back into the bedroom…Shane handed my boots to Paul and said, "By the way, we're staying here an extra couple of days, if you can get Michelle to have sex with you again, by all means go for it, if not...tough luck." And then Shane left…
Paul dropped my boots next to my suitcase in the bedroom, and I was out on the balcony, letting the wind whipped through my hair. Paul came up and wrapped his arms around me, and I smacked his hand and removed his hands…Paul said, "Michelle…c'mon baby." I said, "Don't 'c'mon baby' me nothing…" Paul knew I had nothing on under the t-shirt, and was messing with the back of my thighs…I am very ticklish, and couldn't help but laugh…
Paul came back and slid his arms around my waist again…I tried ignoring him, which doesn't work with him, cause he started being evil then, he started kissing my neck and ear, which was total dirty pool with me, cause he knew that it wouldn't take me long before I'd be turned on again…Paul said, "C'mon baby, you know you can't resist me…give in already…" I finally put my hands over his and turned around to face him…I said, "You're lucky I love you, otherwise I would have dumped your ass over the balcony and let someone break your fall down there…"
Well of course we ended up back in bed…it's a sex day for Christ sake…which is exactly what we were doing…not as though it wasn't enjoyed thoroughly.