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The next morning I awoke to the sounds of an alive house. Voices filled the air outside and I could hear the sounds of bodies crashing hard onto the matt in the ring. Rolling out of bed, I stumbled my way over to the window that over looked majority of the property and feasted my eyes upon the first day of training.

Mark and John were both in the ring with a group of new comers, showing them how it's done, and right below my window Glenn and Marti had a bunch working hard on answering questions they threw at them. Off to the side I could hear Shawn cutting a promo and going over the importance of your character's and then finally I watched as Shane lead another small group in jogging around the house.

"What the fuck?" I asked aloud turning to look at the clock, it was after nine in the morning, "Someone shut my alarm off! I can't believe those guys!" I yelled as I grabbed up my gear and went into the bathroom to change.

"There you are sleeping beauty!" Marti called to me as I exited the house.

"Yeah... Someone turned my alarm off, you wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?" I asked semi annoyed.

"You were sleeping so good, I couldn't stand to wake you up, I figured you needed the rest." Glenn pipped up, "I told everyone to leave you alone."

I felt myself grow angry at him for assuming he knew what was best for me, but I couldn't bring myself to jump into his shit for it. I learned yesterday it doesn't do me a bit of good to argue with any of the seven boys, "Yeah, thanks... So where do you need me?" I asked looking around at everyone who was busy at work.

"Mark and John are working with the ladies up in the ring, you might want to see if they could use you there." Marti answered before getting back to his work.

Glenn and I locked eyes before he winked and then I turned and made my way toward the ring. I can't believe he was in my room, I sleep naked for gods sake. I don't really mind that he saw me cause hell, he's a happily married man and I'm sure once you've seen one naked woman you've seen most. But hell this was me, and I'm not shaped like most women in and around this business.

"Hey Princess!" Mark breathlessly greeted as he was getting up from a small bout with John.

I smiled as I climbed up onto the apron and through the ropes into the ring, "Hey brute! Marti said you might be able to utilize me." I stated as John jumped down from the turnbuckle.

"Sure can." He winked before turning to the rest of the girls standing outside the ring, "Ok, ladies this is Cheyenne, she is Georgia's current reining women's champion. She is going to be helping us out with your training this morning and during your stay here." he announced.

Stretching out my legs I grinned at the girls, "And John here is a rocket scientist that thinks you all can't hear worth a shit." I joked jumping away from him as he went to grab me.

Mark stepped between us with a laugh and turned me to stand next to him in front of the girls. "Cheyenne, I would like for you to help us with the back bumps. We want to bring them each in one by one after you instruct them on how it's done, then after they try it maybe you and I can run through a few moves to show them why it's so important you get it right. I want them to see that a woman can take it from the men, ok?"

"Yeah, Sure." I stated before walking to the center of the ring. First I stood facing the girls and explained how it would be done, then I physically did one myself before bringing each of them into the ring to try.

Out of the eight girls we only had one that looked scared to death the minute she stepped through the ropes. Thinking maybe if I stood with her and gave her a little extra coaching she might feel a little more at ease with it. So, I placed both my hands on either side of her head and tilted it forward to where it needed to be positioned, then I told her to fall back.

Mark must've noticed she was going to fall wrong because before I knew what was happening he caught her before she hit the matt, "NO!" he barked, causing the girl to jump away from him, "You are going to hurt yourself worse if you don't listen to what she is telling you to do. If you are to frightened or tense you are going to knock yourself silly."

"Like this, sweety, watch me." I told her as I tucked my head forward and pulled my legs out falling flat on my back. Standing I asked her to try again.

She took a deep breath to try and calm her nerves, but to no avail, and this time Mark let her fall.

"OH, OUCH!" the girl yelled grabbing for the back of her head.

John stepped to the girl and helped her stand before he checked her over quickly to make sure she was ok. When she nodded, he lead her to the ropes and helped her out of the ring to take a seat on the ground, so she could finish watching the lesson.

"Cheyenne, maybe you could take her aside and work with her on the soft matts a little later." Mark whispered to me before walking to the center of the ring, "Alright, that's a good first start ladies, now Chey and I are going to work through a few moves to show you the importance of this one basic move. Chey, let's start with a clothesline, then I'll pick you up and slam you, ok?"

"Yes, sir." I smiled.

Mark lurched himself forward then bounced of the ropes toward me with his massive arm held out. I took the shot easily, falling back like I had instructed the girls to do, then I felt Mark scoop me up and hold my body across his before he slammed me down hard. I heard all the girls gasp at the sound of our bodies hitting the matt and I could help but snicker as he pinned me and John counted...one... two... and then I kicked out and stood quickly. "See ladies, if done correctly, even the biggest, badest, brute in the yard won't hurt you!" I explained taking a bow in the middle of the ring. All the girls laughed and cheered for me.

"OK, everyone LUNCH!" Marti called and began to usher everyone toward our make shift dinning area.

Turning I looked at Mark and offered a hand up, "Not bad." I smiled.

He took my hand and yanked me down on the matt with him and chuckled, "For an old man you mean?"

I shook my head, "Nope, a young stud could've possibly hurt me, but see with a man of your age it was gentle and I could barely feel a thing."

"Why you little tart!" he exclaimed grabbing my waist and digging his fingers in making me squirm and squeal with laughter.

"Hey you two, I'm going to let John and Jeff eat your portions!" Marti scolded with a shake of his head.

"Damn. Food calls." He said letting go of me and standing up, "You know this isn't over, not by a long shot."

Turning toward me he extended his hand, I accepted and climbed out of the ring before him, "Promises, promises old man." I joked, jogging away from him.


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