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Date: September 14, 2005

Previously on Chapter four:

Amy buried her face against his neck and cried harder. There was hope for her after all. But, something else was brewing in her. Even though Hunter was officially her boyfriend, they weren't intimate yet.

But the sexual tension between them was beginning to boil over.

And now, here's chapter five.

Randy cleaned Gail's beautiful face with a wash cloth, trying to get rid of the blood that stained her face. Since the trainer was nowhere to be found, he took matters into his own hands. He made sure she looked better than she was a few minutes ago.

"So, Gail. How long have you been with that clown?" Randy asked as he handed her a bottle of water.

"Let's see. Since last year when he turned his back on Ron Simmons, changed his look and became snobby. But, I didn't think he was gonna be violent," Gail said, almost snorting.

"Oh, I knew he was gonna be violent. Just not towards a woman," Randy huffed.

"You're right. I wonder what he'll do now," she thought.

"He ain't gonna do nothing to you as long as I'm here. I'll make sure of that!" he declared.

Gail wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. She was grateful he came at the right time, or else Bradshaw would've killed her.

When they pulled apart, Randy looked deeply into her eyes and smiled. He absolutely adored this woman. Sure, he was known as a ladies' man, but, for the first time in his life, someone came along and crashed their way into his heart.

"Gail, can I ask you something?" Randy asked, snapping out of his thoughts.

"Sure." she smiled.

"I know we don't know each other well, but I would love to get to know you more. What I'm trying to say is...would you like to go out to dinner with me tonight?" Randy asked softly.

Gail placed her hand over his gently. "I would love nothing more."

X

Hand in hand, Dave and Lisa walked towards her fiance's locker room. She was incredibly nervous but she remained calm. She had gotten to know the big man as a sweet, loving person but when he loses it, he loses it.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Dave asked when they reached the door.

"It's either that or I'm dead. And I don't wanna die," Lisa simply said.

"I told you I'm not gonna let anything or anyone happen to you. I'm here for you." he leaned over and kissed her forehead.

"Thank you, Dave. That really means a lot to me," Lisa said through her tears.

She took a deep breath and walked inside. Dave said that he would be right outside if she needed him. She smiled at him before she turned and headed for Richards'.

He was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. When he saw Lisa heading his way, he threw the cigarette in the trash can and bolted up to face her.

"What the hell do you want?" he scolded.

She took off her engagement ring and handed it to him. "I just wanted to give this back and I'm calling off the wedding."

"WHAT?" Steven yelled.

"I can't marry you. I'm calling off the wedding to save myself. I can't marry a man who has hurt me so much," Lisa said simply.

He grabbed her arm. "I knew you were screwing around with him. You're nothing but a whore!"

Lisa snatched her arm away from him. "If anyone's a whore around here, it's you. I'm not the one who got another girl pregnant and left her high and dry. I'm not the one who contracted a Sexually Transmitted Disease from an ex-girlfriend. And, I'm not the one who abuses the person I'm supposed to love and respect."

"What are you saying? You never loved me?" Richards asked in disbelief.

"I did love you, but not in the way you wanted me to love you. You wanted a woman to be your slave. I'm not your slave nor I'll ever be. And I'm not your fiancee anymore. So, I'm saying good-bye," Lisa declared as she headed for the door.

As she opened the door, Richards threw a vase near her by the wall.

"You'll pay for this, you stupid bitch! No one leaves Steven Richards and gets away with it!" he ranted.

"Good-bye," was the last words she said before she walked out of the locker room, and out of his life, once and for all.

X

"I assure you, Amy, Adam will never bother you again," chairman Vince McMahon declared. He summoned her to his office after he watched the taping a few minutes ago.

"Thank you, Vince, but, I'm still worried. If anything, I know Adam will cook up some kind of revenge against me," Amy admitted, looking scared.

"And that's why he got traded to SmackDown! He'll be traveling on a different route and he'll be watched at all time. The one thing I don't tolerate is men hurting women and using them for their own sick pleasure!" he exclaimed.

She stood up and shook his hand. "Thank you very much. At least someone else around here cares."

"I'm just doing the best I can, Lita. Now, you go and get some rest. I'll see you back here later on tonight," Vince said before he lead her out the door.

Amy leaned back against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief. It was like the weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Now she won't have to worry about looking over her shoulder anymore.

She began to walk to clear her head. Her daughter kept popping up in her mind. Every night, she cried herself to sleep because of what her stepfather had pulled.

Finally, she had enough of the torment, so last night, she got on the phone and hired a private investigator to find her child. She was willing to pay him all of her life savings. She just wanted her baby back.

She turned around the corner and saw Hunter stretching his bulging biceps up in the air. Trying not to disturb him, Amy huddled behind a crate and stared at his form. Everything about him turned her on. She couldn't understand why he didn't ravish her yet.

She was so caught up on his physical attributes, she knocked over a bottle of water, causing it to spill on the floor. That startled Hunter so she hid behind the corner as fast as her feet would let her go.

"Is anyone there?" he yelled.

She didn't say anything. In fact, she covered her mouth with her hands to keep from screaming.

"Amy? Is that you? If so, come on out," Hunter said, wrapping his towel around his neck.

Busted, she took a deep breath, walked around the corner and stood face to face with her man.

"Why were you hiding back there? You know you can stare at me all you want," he chuckled.

She giggled nervously as she approached him slowly. He reached over and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She shivered from his gentle touch.

Amy wanted him to keep touching her.

"We've been together for a while now," she started to say.

"I know, baby. And, I know what you've been going through, too," Hunter said as he pulled her in his arms.

She laid her head against his chest. "Last night, I called a private investigator. He's gonna help me find Christine."

"That's good to here. She needs to be with you." he kissed her forehead.

"I need to be with you!" Amy declared before she pulled him down for a deep, passionate kiss, which caught Hunter completely off guard.

Before long, he responded to her kiss and wrapped his arms around her. He lifted her up and carried her towards the end of the hallway. He didn't want anyone to see what was about to happen.

"I want you, Amy. Once we go that route, things will never be the same," Hunter admitted as he pushed her against the wall.

Amy reached up and kissed him passionately. "I don't want it to be the same. I've been longing for your touch, your lips and your body forever."

"God, I love you so much!" he exclaimed before he removed her halter top, leaving her in her bra.

They kissed again, their tongues playing tag as he lifted her bra up and began playing with her swollen, sore nipples. She threw her head back and moaned his name when he leaned down and captured one nipple in his mouth, then the other. She ran her fingers through his hair and cried out from the sweet sensation lurching in her.

"Oh, baby! Make love to me!" Amy screamed out. The torture was taking a toll on her.

Luckily for him, she was wearing a short skirt so he just lifted the fabric around her waist and pulled her thong down. She stepped out of them and gasped as he slipped one finger inside of her, then another.

Her knees became weak so she grabbed the edge of the crate for support. This was too much for her to take. Her body was racked with spasms after spasms when it was all said and done.

Feeling aggressive, she turned him over and pushed him against the wall. Hunter was shocked when Amy yanked his wrestling trunks down to his ankles and made him step out of them. Then, with her fingers, she began stroking him gently, causing him to groan with satisfaction.

"Don't do this to me, baby!" he moaned loudly.

The feeling was overwhelming. Before long, his body was racked with orgasm, which made Amy smile. She knew she'd made him come in the throes of passion.

Not taking it anymore, Hunter once again pushed her against the wall. Without a second to lose, he lifted her legs around his waist and plunged deep inside of her. Amy screamed out his name because it felt so good to have him inside of her.

Up and down, he rammed her against the wall. She found his rhythm and moved right along. The feeling was out of this world as orgasm after orgasm caved in her body.

Amy craved for this man. He saved her life after the embarrassment, the humiliation, the pain and the suffering she had to endure at the hands of Adam Copeland.

Before long, Hunter picked up the pace and rammed into her even harder. She felt a strong orgasm caving in and her body became sore from all the wonderful things he did to her.

"Make me yours, baby! Make me yours!" Amy moaned when the fury of her orgasm came so strong, she could've died on the spot.

The second orgasm knocked the wind out of them as they screamed each other's names out. Afterward, Hunter held on to Amy tightly as they became to come down.

"I love you too, Hunter," she said a few minutes later.

He leaned down and grabbed their clothes. "We better get out of here. Someone could've watched us."

"You're right. Let's go back to your hotel room," Amy suggested with a smile.

They scurried on out of the building hand in hand, not realizing a male figure was lurking in the background, seething!

Oh, no! Who could that be? Stay tuned in chapter six because the sexual tension between Hunter and Amy continues to reach the breaking point!

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