Sorry for the delay guys. Hopefully won't happen again.
Three weeks had past since Batista had taken Gail out for the first time. The two were now all over each other. Wherever Dave was, Gail was never far behind. And wherever Gail was, it was certain Dave was lurking nearby. The whole thing made Randy sick to his stomach.
Raw had gone over very smoothly for Evolution. Randy teamed up with Ric Flair to take on Chris Jericho and Edge. The two had won after Randy pinned Edge. Batista had ruthlessly defeated Tajiri, Hunter defeated Shelton Benjamin and Gail forced Lita to submit. A night like this was cause for some celebration.
"So do you want to go out and get some drinks with me and Gail?" Dave asked of Randy.
"I don't know man. I'm pretty beat..." Randy replied.
"Oh come on Randy, we wont keep you out too long," Gail chimed in.
Randy smiled, "Alright I'll go, but I better be at my hotel no later than one." He warned.
The three rode in Dave's rental car to a nearby club. The place was packed but they got lucky and just as they entered a couple left their table. Gail was dressed in leather pants and a pink tank top. She looked amazing to Randy. Although she could be dressed in sweatpants and an oversized shirt and he'd still think she was beautiful. The three ordered drinks and made small talk about Raw.
"Oh hey check it out," Gail said pointing to a girl sitting at the bar, "You can see that girls' underwear." Dave looked over to the girl and Gail slapped him on the shoulder, "Not you Randy."
Randy half-heartedly looked over to the girl and shrugged, "Not really my type."
"Gorgeous isn't you type?" Gail joked.
"Apparently not." Randy whispered under his breath.
"What was that?" Gail wondered.
"Oh, I'm going to get a refill on my drink." He responded.
Randy stood up from his stool and walked over to the bar. He ordered a glass of scotch; he expected he'd need a lot of that to get through this night. The bartender handed him his glass and he drank it in one gulp. He motioned for another and drank that just as quickly.
"Well I hope you aren't driving." A sweet female voice laughed.
Randy turned his head to see Molly Holly.
"Hey Molly." He muttered, drinking another glass of scotch.
"You okay there buddy?" She asked sympathetically.
"I guess." He grimly replied, motioning for another glass but Molly held her hand up to the bartender.
"You know drinking won't make you forget how you feel." Molly told him.
"What?"
"I think you know what I'm talking about. Look I'm about to go, do you want a ride?" Molly questioned.
Randy looked over to Dave and Batista who were in the middle of what looked to be a never-ending kiss. "I don't think they'd notice. Sure." Randy responded.
The two walked to the parking lot together to Molly's car. Randy started to enter the driver's seat but Molly corrected him. She pulled out of the lot and began the short drive to the hotel.
"So where was Shane tonight?" Randy inquired.
Molly hesitated before responding, "We um, we're not together anymore."
"I'm sorry." Randy told her.
No more words were exchanged on the ride home. They pulled into the hotel lot and Randy, who seemed to be feeling the effects of the scotch stumbled out of the car. Molly held in her laughter and extended her hand for him to take.
"I'll walk you to your room" She offered.
Randy nodded his head, almost incoherently.
"Uh, which room is yours?" Molly asked.
"I'm sleepers." Randy muttered, the scotch having taken over him.
Molly saw Randy's wallet outline in the back pocket of his pants. Oh god she thought, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out his wallet. Randy laughed a little as Molly took the key from the wallet.
By the time the two were on Randy's floor he could barely walk, and needed to use Molly for support. She helped him to his door and while holding him up managed to insert his key into the slot and open the door.
She walked him into the room and was about to set him down on his bed when he caught her off guard and kissed her. At first she tried to fight it but then let him. Even drunk he was a good kisser. He set her on the bed and then kissed her neck. He peeled off his black shirt and while still kissing her, began to unbuckle his belt. He slipped off his pants and continued to overwhelm Molly with passion. Now only in his light blue boxer briefs he lay on top of Molly on his hotel bed. It wasn't until he tried to unbutton Molly's blouse that she came to her senses. She gently pushed him off of her.
"Randy." She whispered. "This isn't right. I'm not the one you want to be doing this with. And you're drunk."
Molly rolled off of his bed and quietly exited the room. Her blouse only half buttoned and her hair slightly messed up.
"Well this is a sight to see." Trish Stratus laughed, "Molly Holly leaving a half dressed man alone in his room."
Molly smirked, "Unlike you Trish, I don't sleep with every guy I have the chance to."
Trish leaned in close to Molly, "Watch your back," She hissed.
"Funny you should say that, seeing as you need to try and spend a little less time on yours." Molly retorted before walking off to the elevator.
Trish fumed in the hallway until she noticed something. The door to Randy's room was still cracked open. Not only would this get back Molly, Randy was a good looking guy, especially when he was only in his underwear. The door creaked as she opened it, "Oh Randy." She called.
So what'd you think of that? Surprised? You ought to be. As usual PLEASE review.
Three weeks had past since Batista had taken Gail out for the first time. The two were now all over each other. Wherever Dave was, Gail was never far behind. And wherever Gail was, it was certain Dave was lurking nearby. The whole thing made Randy sick to his stomach.
Raw had gone over very smoothly for Evolution. Randy teamed up with Ric Flair to take on Chris Jericho and Edge. The two had won after Randy pinned Edge. Batista had ruthlessly defeated Tajiri, Hunter defeated Shelton Benjamin and Gail forced Lita to submit. A night like this was cause for some celebration.
"So do you want to go out and get some drinks with me and Gail?" Dave asked of Randy.
"I don't know man. I'm pretty beat..." Randy replied.
"Oh come on Randy, we wont keep you out too long," Gail chimed in.
Randy smiled, "Alright I'll go, but I better be at my hotel no later than one." He warned.
The three rode in Dave's rental car to a nearby club. The place was packed but they got lucky and just as they entered a couple left their table. Gail was dressed in leather pants and a pink tank top. She looked amazing to Randy. Although she could be dressed in sweatpants and an oversized shirt and he'd still think she was beautiful. The three ordered drinks and made small talk about Raw.
"Oh hey check it out," Gail said pointing to a girl sitting at the bar, "You can see that girls' underwear." Dave looked over to the girl and Gail slapped him on the shoulder, "Not you Randy."
Randy half-heartedly looked over to the girl and shrugged, "Not really my type."
"Gorgeous isn't you type?" Gail joked.
"Apparently not." Randy whispered under his breath.
"What was that?" Gail wondered.
"Oh, I'm going to get a refill on my drink." He responded.
Randy stood up from his stool and walked over to the bar. He ordered a glass of scotch; he expected he'd need a lot of that to get through this night. The bartender handed him his glass and he drank it in one gulp. He motioned for another and drank that just as quickly.
"Well I hope you aren't driving." A sweet female voice laughed.
Randy turned his head to see Molly Holly.
"Hey Molly." He muttered, drinking another glass of scotch.
"You okay there buddy?" She asked sympathetically.
"I guess." He grimly replied, motioning for another glass but Molly held her hand up to the bartender.
"You know drinking won't make you forget how you feel." Molly told him.
"What?"
"I think you know what I'm talking about. Look I'm about to go, do you want a ride?" Molly questioned.
Randy looked over to Dave and Batista who were in the middle of what looked to be a never-ending kiss. "I don't think they'd notice. Sure." Randy responded.
The two walked to the parking lot together to Molly's car. Randy started to enter the driver's seat but Molly corrected him. She pulled out of the lot and began the short drive to the hotel.
"So where was Shane tonight?" Randy inquired.
Molly hesitated before responding, "We um, we're not together anymore."
"I'm sorry." Randy told her.
No more words were exchanged on the ride home. They pulled into the hotel lot and Randy, who seemed to be feeling the effects of the scotch stumbled out of the car. Molly held in her laughter and extended her hand for him to take.
"I'll walk you to your room" She offered.
Randy nodded his head, almost incoherently.
"Uh, which room is yours?" Molly asked.
"I'm sleepers." Randy muttered, the scotch having taken over him.
Molly saw Randy's wallet outline in the back pocket of his pants. Oh god she thought, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out his wallet. Randy laughed a little as Molly took the key from the wallet.
By the time the two were on Randy's floor he could barely walk, and needed to use Molly for support. She helped him to his door and while holding him up managed to insert his key into the slot and open the door.
She walked him into the room and was about to set him down on his bed when he caught her off guard and kissed her. At first she tried to fight it but then let him. Even drunk he was a good kisser. He set her on the bed and then kissed her neck. He peeled off his black shirt and while still kissing her, began to unbuckle his belt. He slipped off his pants and continued to overwhelm Molly with passion. Now only in his light blue boxer briefs he lay on top of Molly on his hotel bed. It wasn't until he tried to unbutton Molly's blouse that she came to her senses. She gently pushed him off of her.
"Randy." She whispered. "This isn't right. I'm not the one you want to be doing this with. And you're drunk."
Molly rolled off of his bed and quietly exited the room. Her blouse only half buttoned and her hair slightly messed up.
"Well this is a sight to see." Trish Stratus laughed, "Molly Holly leaving a half dressed man alone in his room."
Molly smirked, "Unlike you Trish, I don't sleep with every guy I have the chance to."
Trish leaned in close to Molly, "Watch your back," She hissed.
"Funny you should say that, seeing as you need to try and spend a little less time on yours." Molly retorted before walking off to the elevator.
Trish fumed in the hallway until she noticed something. The door to Randy's room was still cracked open. Not only would this get back Molly, Randy was a good looking guy, especially when he was only in his underwear. The door creaked as she opened it, "Oh Randy." She called.
So what'd you think of that? Surprised? You ought to be. As usual PLEASE review.
