As soon as Amy had realised, she had pushed herself off of Matt, and peered into it. Well, she almost did, until she had an idea. She climbed back on top of Matt, and appeared to be gently biting his ear. That's what they would see and hear on the camera, anyway. In actual fact, she was whispering her plan in Matt's ear.
"Matt, listen to me. Keep on playing along with me on this…" He rolled on top of her whilst she continued to feed him the information.
"… There's a camera in here and they are watching it in the gorilla position…"
Matt gave her a puzzled look. Keeping with the plan, he fumbled with her bra whispering back,
"How can you tell?" Lita leant in close.
"Listen carefully…"
She straddled him and began kissing him passionately. She then began grinding on him. Voices could be heard due to her actions,
"Damn, I want a piece of that ass… whose brilliant idea was the camera?… I put 5 bucks on the fact that he will cum in the next 20 seconds…"
Matt now fully understood what she meant, so they decided to give them all value for money…
Matt began to lick in between Amy's breasts. In reaction to this, she screamed,
"Now I understand why Steve the stage guy looks at Snitsky's tongue with such lust!"
They laughed to themselves as they heard,
"Oh my god! That is soooooooo not true you guys! Turn it off!"
But they weren't done yet…
Lita bent down directly to where Matt's thing lay concealed in his wrestling trousers. As she rubbed the area, she shouted,
"Wow Matt! You're sooooo much bigger than Dwayne and that strudel that he always talked about!"
"The Rock's strudel is in perfect condition… I haven't had any complaints!" could be heard not too far away.
They couldn't hold it in any longer; they HAD to laugh!
Matt turned to the camera, and looked into it,
"Oh my Amy, there's a camera in here! Wow!"
He and Amy looked at each other with pure contentment at the damage they had just caused.
When they left the locker room, every eye avoided their gaze, afraid of what would happen if Matt and Amy knew just how many people had just seen their little show.
"I can't believe this!" A distraught young man said under his breath…
Meanwhile…
"Trish, I can't believe you thought I didn't love you. Oh, and I'm sorry about the whole Jackie thing…"
Jeff couldn't believe his luck! He knew that he would never have mustered the courage to go up to Trish and tell her he loved her after what had happened, so for her to overhear it suited him fine.
Trish gazed into his emerald eyes.
"Did you mean it Jeff?" She asked with hope…
"Did I mean what babygurl?"
Jeff replied. He'd said so much lately he couldn't keep track of what she meant.
"Did you mean it when you said that you thought of me all the time?"
Jeff kissed the tip of her nose.
"Of course I did. I had to spend so long trying to get you out of my system… but I couldn't… I spent a while with my friend's sister Chynna- she's only 14, but damn that girl sure knows a lot!"
Trish was intrigued. What could a 14 year old possibly know that Jeff didn't?
Jeff read her mind.
"She made me realise how much I was in love with you." He cooed as her pecked her on the lips. Trish threw her arms around his neck.
"Remember to get her some backstage passes, I want to meet this girl!" She laughed.
"She wants to be a diva when she's older… cute little English kid actually… definitely a looker like her sister, I can tell…" Jeff was trailing off. The thought of Chynna brought a smile to his face.
I have to thank her, SERIOUSLY. He thought, as Trish brought her lips down hard on his.
They had both forgotten that Adam was still there at this point.
"I'm just going to leave you two alone now…" He laughed, as he quietly backed away…