The next morning, Trish attempted to wake up to her pre-set alarm clock at eight. She was too drunk with sleep so she kept hitting the snooze button. After a while, Jen was a little tired of having the alarm disturb her sleep and bothered Trish.

"Do you like to torture me?" Jen said as she crawled into bed with her friend.

"I just need five more minutes." Trish complained.

"You needed five more minutes like an hour ago." Jen said.

"Well, I'm sorry. I had a long night." Trish yawned.

"I know. I heard you." Jen smiled.

Trish immediately woke up to Jen. "What did you hear?"

"Hmm, let's see…'Oh my God! Oh! Oh! Dave, that's it! Oh, fuck me! Oh my God, Dave!'" Jen mimicked.

"Shit…" Trish shook her head.

"Don't worry, I was here by myself amazingly enough so your secret is safe with me. So do I even have to ask how was the sex?"

Trish laid back down. A huge smile formed on her face. "It was incredible."

"Tell me about it. I hear that Dave's a pretty big guy."

You got that right. "I guess the comparison I can think of is the equivalent of when I lost my virginity."

"Ouch."

"But it wasn't all bad. Like it did hurt, I'm not going to lie about that. But it was wonderful, it was amazing. It was like he was paying special attention to me, you know? Like he knew when to give me more and when to hold back. He was absolutely incredible in bed. And the second time was just as great as the first, if not better."

"So what happens now? Are you two officially dating? Will there a repeat performance?"

"No, that's it. I told him that it'll only happen this weekend and this weekend only."

Jen shook her head. "Do you realize how stupid you are?"

"What?" Trish had a confused look on her face.

"Trish, we're in Wrestlemania weekend. Do you know how long that is? It's an entire week! Last night was just day one."

"Oh fuck…"

"And that's what you and Dave are going to be doing a lot!" Jen teased.

Meanwhile, back in Dave's hotel room…

Tina was getting Alessia ready for the day's activities when Dave woke up. After he left Trish's room last night, he arrived back to his room around two in the morning. He quickly showered and entered the bed with Tina, who was feeling quite randy.

Depsite his marathon sex sessions with Trish, Dave made love to Tina inside the bathroom, on the toilet seat. It would be an understatement to say that he wasn't tired. After tossing and turning in his bed, Dave finally concluded that he was awake and might as well face the day.

"So look who decides he wants to join us?" Tina teased.

Alessia jumped on her father as he woke up. "Good morning, Daddy!"

"Good morning, Pumpkin!" Dave smiled.

"Did you have a good sleep last night?"

Damn right I did. "I did! How about you? Did you have a good one?"

"Yep! I had a dream last night! Do you want to know what it is?"

"Sure! What was your dream?" Dave asked.

"I had a dream that you and Ms. Stratus were kissing!"

Dave instantly thought of the prior night's activities. He loved kissing Trish's lips and not necessarily the ones are on her face. "I think someone has been watching too many of her videos!" He smiled.

"So how is your day looking today? Are there a lot of activities planned?" Tina asked.

Dave nodded. "Yeah, I have a lot of signings and interviews." And no time for Trish.

"Well, some of the other wives and I were going to go shopping and just cruise around L.A…" Tina's voice trailed off.

Dave knew where she was getting at. "How much do you need?"

"Hmm…about this much." Tina made a gesture with her fingers.

"Um, that much is about a few thousand dollars, babe."

"Is that too little?" Tina joked.

Dave pointed to his pants draped over a chair. "Take the black card. I don't see why you need to spend my money when you make more than I do."

"Because spending your money is more fun!" Tina teased as she pulled out the black American Express card.

Dave rolled his eyes. "Buy me something nice."

Tina leaned in for a kiss. "Always. Say goodbye to Daddy, Alessia."

Alessia gave Dave a kiss. "Bye, Daddy!" She then hopped off the bed.

"Bye, Pumpkin! Be good, you hear me." Dave called out.

"I will!" Alessia headed towards the door.

"I was referring to you, Tina." Dave smiled.

"Cute." Tina blew him a kiss and then left.

After his wife and daughter left to make him broke, Dave got on the phone to go over his itinerary for the day. There were a few interviews that he needed to be done between 10 and 12; there was an autograph session; and a rehearsal of sorts with Paul later in the day. Things were going to be more than a bit busy but Dave couldn't wait to get started. He worked very hard for this moment to arrive and it was an once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He figured that he needed to get started as soon as possible so he jumped in the shower quickly. He scrubbed off and wrapped himself in a towel when he heard a knock at the door. Dave thought that it was probably Paul or Ric making sure that he ready to go. He was a little surprised when he discovered who it was.

"Nice disguise." Dave said as he opened the door.

Trish was wearing a brown bob-cut wig and a large muumuu that covered her svelte figure. She had on large oval black sunglasses and was carrying a cane.

Holy hell, Batman! Trish took stock of Dave's appearance. He just came out of the shower and he was still a little wet. The only thing that separated Trish from Dave was a little towel. "Thank you." Trish said as she walked inside.

Dave closed the door behind her. He was trying to contain his laughter. "I was going to ask about the get-up but I'm assuming that you're not doing this so no one recognizes you?"

Trish took off her sunglasses. "That's part of the reason, yes. I don't think I have to mention what the other reason is, do I?"

Dave sat beside Trish on the bed. "So what do I owe this special visit?"

"About last night, let me say that it was one of the most incredible experiences that I had ever had but I'm serious when I say that I just only wanted last night to be it."

Dave nodded his head in agreement. "I understand but I have to be honest with you, Trish. I don't think you want it to be over."

"Oh no, we're not starting this shit again." Trish shook her head.

"If what I'm saying is bullshit then why did you go through so much pain to deliver the news to me in person? I'm assuming you're not going to be looking like an old maid for the rest of the day?"

"I feel that it was better that I delivered the news to you in person and I have so good-bye." Trish put on her sunglasses and got up to leave.

Dave grabbed her arm and Trish immediately felt something stirring inside her. It was more than sex, it was more than physical. She didn't know what it was but it definitely wasn't no-strings attached.

"Dave, I can't do this. You're married." Trish kept her view towards the door.

Dave kept his eyes on Trish. No matter how much he wanted to believe that the relationship was no-strings attached, he had to admit that he was feeling something for Trish that no other plaything has done. "I will believe you if you look at me."

Trish turned her head to face Dave. "We're over."

"Take off your sunglasses." Dave demanded.

Trish took off her sunglasses without missing a beat. "We're over."

Dave looked at Trish. Despite her dowdy get-up, she was still gorgeous. "Okay. We're done."

Trish then put on her sunglasses again and walked out of Dave's room. A few seconds later, she knocked on it again to which Dave answered the door. "Yes?"

"I left my cane." Trish pointed towards it.

"Oh, allow me." Dave stepped aside so Trish could come in and retrieve her item.

Trish got her cane and started to walk out Dave's room. She was directly outside the door when she turned around and faced him. She was breathing a little heavy as she walked up to his face. She beckoned Dave to lean down a little so they were face-to-face.

"Do you want me as much as I want you?" She asked.

"Even more." Dave whispered as he grabbed Trish's hand and led her back inside.

Meanwhile, down the hall, Ric Flair was on his way to meet with Dave when he noticed something outside of Dave's hotel room. He was going to talk about the schedule with him when he noticed a god-awful woman talking to him and Dave leading her back inside his room. Is he getting desperate?

Paul greeted Ric in the hallway. "Hey, is Dave ready?"

"Um, let's give him a few minutes. I think he's busy." Ric suggested with a wink.

"Oh? Oh, I get it. Well, I know he's not with Tina. I saw her and some of the other wives leave this morning." Paul commented.

"Oh no, I think it's a pity fuck. The woman was some old hag. She was this large thing and she had short black hair and carrying a cane."

Paul stopped walking. His eyes were in shock. "Dave let an old woman with short black hair in his room, right?"

"That's right. She was wearing these large black sunglasses and she was…"

"Carrying a cane." Paul smiled. "Oh shit."

"You know her?" Ric asked.

"Trish once confided in me and Steph that whenever she didn't want to be recognized she'll put on an old maid's outfit. She said that she'll be nearly unrecognizable with it."

"You mean to tell me that Big Davey is fucking…."

"Trish Stratus." Paul nodded with glee.

In unison, both men had the exact same thought. "Oh shit."