The next night was a Smackdown taping…everyone got their match done and over with and on the way back to the hotel I noticed Mark was missing, so I caught up to Glenn and said, "Hey, where's Mark, I haven't seen him all night?"
Glenn said, "His girlfriend from Texas called right before his match and said she was tired of him always being on the road and was packing up her shit and leaving as they were talking…she even asked him if he loved her and he couldn't say yes…I didn't think they would last too long, she really wasn't aware of his working situation when they first started dating, and when he finally did tell her, she just blew it off as no big deal…figuring they would have plenty of time together…but not realizing, not enough time…so she booked it tonight…so he's been at the hotel bar since after his match…"
I said, "Poor Mark, that so sucks…So wait he's been in the hotel bar since after his match, he's gotta be shit faced by now…"
Glenn said, "Oh you just ain't a shitten…he's so far gone, it's not even funny…"
I said, "I'll stop and check on him…if I need your help I'll give you a call…"
Glenn nodded and proceeded to the elevators with the others…
I walked into the bar, and sure enough Mark was sitting at a dark table in the corner, he had about 3 empty Jack Daniels bottles sitting on the table, and was staring at the last full shot glass in front of him…I walked over and sat next to him and He said, "Hi, Nyla…"
I said, "Hi Mark…Glenn told me what happened…Are you okay?"
Mark said, "I am now…" I said, "How numb are you right now?"
He said, "Pretty numb, I could probably have my balls ripped off and wouldn't even feel it…"
I said, "Oh, I think you might feel it…it would hurt an awful lot…you wanna talk about anything…or do you just want to stay drunk.."
Mark said, "I'd prefer to stay drunk thanks…It feels better…Would you like a drink?"
I said, "Sure, why not…I usually don't drink, but what the hell, if it makes you feel better then I'll have Tequila…"
Mark ordered more Jack Daniels and a couple bottles of Tequila…
So we drank…and drank a little more…and not surprisingly enough we drank a little more…So we were both pretty shit faced…and walking down the hall to our rooms…I was walking Mark to his room…and we stopped in front and I unlocked the door for him…and said, "So, you wanna talk about it yet? Or stay drunk." Mark said, "What the hell, I'll stay drunk and talk about it…"
I said, "Good…" We went in his room, but as soon as the door closed…
Mark's lips were on mine…I wasn't sober enough to say no, and he wasn't sober enough to stop himself…we peeled the clothes from each others bodies, and ended up in his bed have sex like a couple of wild maniacs…I mean it was absolutely madness…Needless to say, after we both climaxed, we passed out in each others arms…