Chapter 8

Randy and Alyssa were spending a lot of time talking and one night, she watched on as he was wrestling against RVD...whom she couldn't stand...he was a quite arrogant and full of himself guy, who thought the world revolved around him. RVD had actually made a pass at Alyssa before, but there was something creepy about him that made her skin crawl...

Not to mention that fact that when he wrestled, he took huge risks in the ring...risks that could get people injured or possibly end careers...No one seemed to notice or say anything.

It was probably 3 months after Mark had done the favor for Aly by jobbing to Randy, and letting him get out all of his frustrations...Mark had to admit, for someone who was half his weight, the kid could hit pretty hard. So Randy had pretty much gotten respect from Mark, which as mostly everyone knew was impossible to get.

Randy was out in the ring with RVD, while Paul, Dave, Stephanie, Ric and Aly were all sitting in Evolutions dressing room. The match went outside the ring, RVD being the big asshole he is, decided to ram Randy into the metal ring post...Randy didn't have enough time to react, and was laid out.

They cut to a commercial break...and pulled Randy back stage...he was completely knocked out...Paul got in RVD's face, and Alyssa got in the ambulance with Randy as they took him to the ER, just to have him checked out.

He had a mild concussion, and when he woke up Paul took him back to the hotel, thankfully his hotel room was next to Aly's cause she kept the connecting door open, incase he needed something...

Alyssa knocked on the open door and she heard a faint 'come in'. She pushed the door open and Randy was laying across the bed with his t-shirt and jeans on…Aly walked over and said, "How ya feeling?"

Randy said, "Like I have been hit by a truck." She said, "Yea, well that's to be expected." He said, "I really wanna take a shower, but if I move now, I may regret it."

Aly said, "C'mon, if you want a shower, I'll help you…I don't want you laying there and stinkin' up the joint…Most guys smell like fermenting fruit when they stink…so I'm not about to let you ferment any longer."

Aly helped Randy up and into the bathroom…She sat him on the toilet and turned and started the water.

She turned back around and he was leaning against the sink…she giggled a little and said, "You need help getting undressed?" Randy said, "I haven't even paid you for the massage yet…"

She laughed and said, "C'mon, Arms up."

Randy slowly raised his arms. Aly grabbed the bottom hem of Randy's t-shirt and carefully slid the soft cotton material up the soft skin of his abs, chest, long muscular arms…and over his head, careful not to hit the stitches in his forehead.

Right about then she could of used a wet nap and some fresh panties…she'd seen him shirtless and in his wrestling trunks, but touching him and undressing him…this was definitely a NEW experience…one that she wouldn't mind doing repeatedly.