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Author's Note: Just wanted to note that despite the title of the chapter, you will not see Angelina Love appear. The Beautiful People refer to the Knockouts Division as a whole.
The Squared Circle
Chapter 17
The Beautiful People
Thursday, August 22, 2013 – 9:05 pm Eastern Standard Time - Constant Center – Norfolk, Virginia
The backstage area was abuzz during the live Impact Wrestling show. The heel mega-group Aces & Eights were at the zenith of their power. Bully Ray, the former Bubba Ray Dudley, had just been revealed as the clandestine leader of the sadistic group when he turned heel on Jeff Hardy and captured the TNA World Heavyweight title. Fans couldn't wait to see what he had in store for the babyfaces next. Meanwhile, Mickie James was in the fourth month of her third reign as the TNA Knockouts Champion. She would have the night off as she watched Gail Kim and ODB resume their long-standing in-ring rivalry.
Inside the Knockouts locker room, all of the women were eagerly anticipating the appearance of Brooke from the bathroom. She told them that she had two big surprises for them. Brooke had been off of TNA television for four months and while she told them she would be making her return that evening, she didn't tell them what she'd be doing.
"She better not come out of the bathroom with a dildo sticking out of her butt." Jessica "ODB" Kresa spat causing several of the Knockouts to chuckle.
"Only YOU would think that." Valerie "SoCal Val" Wyndham replied.
"Actually… Val…" Taryn raised her hand as she spoke. "The thought did cross my mind."
"Perv." Ashley teased.
"Guilty as charged." Taryn said with a smile. Taryn glanced over at Jamie who stretched her eyed and nodded her head toward Ashley. Taryn smirked and mouthed 'shut up' to her BFF.
"TESS!" Gail called out. "MY BULLSHIT METER IS ON EMPTY! THIS BETTER BE GOOD!"
"YEAH TOOTS! GAIL AND I GOTTA KNOCK HEADS SOON! I GOTTA GET MY GAME FACE ON!"
"You always got your game face on." Mickie deadpanned.
"Is that a crack, Miss Hardcore Country?" Jess asked.
"Not at all. You've got a pretty game face." Mickie clarified.
"And some big game knockers." Taryn added.
"The better to smother you with my dear!" Jess shot back. "BROOKE!"
"ALRIGHT JESS! DAMN! HERE I COME!"
Brooke emerged from the bathroom to a locker room of stunned silence. She did a 360-degree turn, giving the ladies the full view. After another few seconds the senior Knockout, Gail, was the first to break the silence.
"God… damn." Gail whispered.
Brooke's first surprise was a black bikini bra top with shimmering silver that draped the ample cups, dangling from her breasts like glittering icicles, five-inch, knee-high stiletto boots and the itty-bittiest pair of cheek-displaying leather shorts the women had ever seen.
"My ladydick is hard." Jess said.
"Mine too." Ashley added.
"Well..." Brooke did another pirouette. "Whaddaya think?"
"I think I need a cold shower." Gail said.
"I think I need a drink." Mickie said.
"I think I need to change my panties." Christy said.
"You know damn good and well you don't wear panties!" Jess said.
"Yeah, I do, cause if I didn't, there'd be a puddle on the floor."
"What the hell are you doing tonight?" Gail asked. Seconds later, there was a knock on the door followed by a female production assistant opening the door.
"Brooke, they need you at the gorilla." The PA said.
"You're about to find out." Brooke said with a smirk as she strode out of the locker room; every set of eyes glued to her shapely backside.
"Whatever she does tonight, the good news is she has to come back to the locker room." Gail said.
"The bad news is…" Taryn started. "Hell. There is no bad news. Just tits and ass."
Ten minutes later…
"You are shitting me!" Gail exclaimed as she watched the monitor backstage, hunching her opponent, Jess aka ODB, in the ribs.
Bully Ray is in the ring in the middle of a long monologue, about to introduce his wife, Brooke Hogan. "Get ready… for the love of my life… Brooke, honey… get down here right now!" Brooke Hogan's music hits as the crowd awaits her arrival. In a swerve that none of the fans saw coming, the Brooke that came out into the arena was none other than Brooke Tessmacher.
Brooke's second surprise was that she had returned to TNA as a heel, and not just any heel, but the only female heel and main on-screen squeeze to the hottest heel in the hottest heel stable in pro wrestling. Brooke Tessmacher was a member of Aces & Eights.
The ladies watching the monitor started clapping and cheering. Brooke was now, on-screen, the baddest bitch in TNA. And the rest of the Knockouts couldn't be happier for her. And near the end of the segment when Brooke wrapped her lips around Bully Ray's finger, pulled his wedding ring off and spit it out into the ring, the women leapt up from their chairs in celebration. Bully Ray's music hit and Aces and Eights had conquered another segment on Impact.
Brooke bounded down the steps from the stage with a cheesy grin on her face. Her shocking return was a success. The fans ate it up. There was another group of people inside the Constant Center that ate up her performance. They were waiting for her in the Knockouts locker room.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Jamie screamed as Brooke walked through the door. She was joined by the rest of the Knockouts who began screaming and mobbed the curvaceous vixen.
Mickie, who hung back and allowed the girls to mob Brooke so she could visually take in the scene, put her exclamation on the situation by singing a short verse. "THAT GIRL IS ON FIRE!"
"Hell yeah she is! BAM!" Jess added. "Okay Kimmy! Let's go beat the hell out of each other!"
"Alright Killer!" Gail responded. As she walked toward the door, she leaned in to whisper something into Brooke's ear. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you tonight."
"You better." Brooke whispered back and smirked as Gail disappeared onto the other side of the door.
Jamie walked over to Ashley and nodded to the unoccupied corner of the locker room. "Maddie, let me talk to you for a second." Jamie said, using a shortened version of Ashley's ring name.
"Maddie?" Ashley said. "It's been a while since you've called me that."
"Really? I like that nickname." Jamie replied as she walked to the vacant spot.
Ashley followed her over to the spot. "What's on your mind?"
"Taryn is on my mind." Jamie revealed.
"I thought you turned her down. I thought you don't like women." Ashley countered.
"She's not on my mind like that. But I am thinking about that." Jamie said. Ashley registered no visible reaction. "What I mean is that… Hell Ashley, that girl is head over heels for you and she can't bring herself to say that and to tell you to stop avoiding her and make a move."
"She's not… head over heels for me. You are being a little over the top." Ashley said. Jamie simply raised an eyebrow as she stared at Ashley. "Jamie!"
"I'm not telling you that you can't continue to play. In fact, I think TT would like that."
"This isn't about sex!" Ashley huffed.
"The hell it's not!" Jamie shot back. "Now what is your malfunction?!"
"My malfunction is that I'm in l…" Ashley caught herself, but not soon enough. Ashley snarled and curled her lip, turned on her heels and darted away from Jamie toward the locker room door. As she breezed by Taryn, she spit some venom. "Tell your bestie to mind her FUCKING BUSINESS!" Ashley then stormed toward the locker room door and shoved both doors open with her hands, finishing her dramatic exit.
"What the fu…?" Taryn started to follow Ashley when Mickie gently grabbed Taryn's arm.
"Let her go." Mickie said softly. "I'll talk to her."
"But you don't know…" Taryn began.
"I think I do." Mickie interrupted. "I've got her." Taryn looked at Mickie who returned a reassuring look. Taryn gave a neutral purse of the lips as Mickie turned to follow Ashley.
Jamie had walked over to her locker and began going through her bag when Taryn walked up to her.
"Would you like to tell me what you said to Ashley to make her storm out of here?" Taryn inquired.
"Something that she needed to hear." Jamie deadpanned as she remained hunched over her bag.
"Something that she needed to hear from me, no doubt."
"And you were gonna open your mouth when?" Jamie asked.
"Goddamnit, Jamie!"
Jamie straightened up and turned to face Taryn. "Save the goddamnit for yourself." Jamie started. "The two of you are doing this dumbass… orbit dance around each other. You want her and she wants you. She wanted you the day you started flirting with her and you really, I mean really, wanted her the day she kissed you in her car. You wanted to fuck me. You want to make love to her. You two are great women and I am not going to stand here and watch either one of you piss it away being stupid." Jamie paused for dramatic effect. "Goddamn me? Goddamn you if you don't get your head out of your ass."
"Fuck you, Jamie." Taryn hissed.
Jamie slowly cocked her head to one side. "You're welcome, TT." Jamie held her poker face as she watched Taryn process her reply.
Taryn studied Jamie's face. "You really love me… don't you?" Taryn delicately asked. Jamie lifted her arm, flared her hand out and rotated her wrist back and forth.
"Eh. Maybe a little." Jamie teased.
Taryn stepped forward and opened her arms to embrace Jamie. "Thank you."
"Be dramatic. Be memorable." Jamie offered as they broke the embrace. Taryn nodded as her thoughts drifted to how Ashley was doing.
Mickie, after checking the sex closet named after her and finding no sign of Ashley, walked out to the parking lot to see if Ashley had retreated to the solace of her rental car. After less than a minute of searching, Mickie spotted the gorgeous Knockout sitting behind the wheel with her head leaned back and eyes closed. The tracks of fresh tears were visible on her cheeks. In an attempt not startle Ashley as much, Mickie stopped at the front of the car and rapped her knuckles on the hood. Ashley's eyes opened upon hearing the knocking. She lowered her head to see Mickie walk around to the passenger side. Ashley's first thought was to wave Mickie away, but Mickie had always been a source of comfort for her and she figure this conversation would be no different. Ashley unlocked the doors allowing Mickie to slide in and close the door behind her. The reigning Knockouts champ gave a neutral smirk and brought her hand up to wipe away tears from Ashley's cheeks with her thumb. Ashley closed her eyes to savor the warm contact.
"You wanna talk?" Mickie asked softly. Ashley glanced at Mickie, then dropped her head and stared into her lap. She slowly lifted her eyes then a second later lifted her head to stare out of the front windshield. "You fell for her, didn't you?" Mickie waited for Ashley's response. Ashley let out a single chuckle.
"I am a terrible person." Ashley eked out.
"You know that's not true." Mickie said gingerly. "But you said it for a reason. What are you thinking?"
Ashley tried to hold back another set of tears but failed as she began to speak. "I did fall for her." She paused. "I want to be with her."
"Okay." Mickie replied. "What's the problem?"
"I… I want to be with all of you too." Ashley painfully admitted. She then started to cry again. "I mean, the most beautiful woman in the locker room, no offense to any of you… the most beautiful woman in the locker room wants me and I want her… but I can't bring myself to give up the ones that I've been with and the ones that I haven't!" Ashley wiped her eyes with her hands as she talked. "I mean right now, I want to hug and kiss and… slobber all over her and tell her I love her and yet I'm sitting here right now thinking 'I haven't fucked Mickie yet and damn I bet she tastes good!' I mean… What the fuck IS THAT?!"
"Ash, first of all… I do taste very good…"
Ashley let out an explosive chuckle through her tears. "Goddamnit, Mick, I don't wanna laugh right now!"
"I'm not going to let you fall down the rabbit hole." Mickie declared. "You want your cake and eat it too. Tell her what's on your mind and let her decide." Ashley opened her mouth to protest but Mickie wouldn't let her get her words out. "If you love her, tell her. Tell her you love her. Tell her you lust after all of us. But don't avoid her. That's the sure way you'll lose her."
"I'm so fucking scared!"
"Life is full of risks, girl. But I promise you that this will turn out much better if you open your mouth and tell her how you feel." Mickie said.
"I can't do it right now."
"I agree." Mickie rifled through the glove compartment and found some tissues and handed them to Ashley. "Your emotions are all over the place. But you need to do it sooner than later."
"Can… can I stay at your place tonight? I… don't feel like being alone tonight."
Mickie looked at Ashley for a moment. "One condition. I'm not sleeping with you. Not tonight anyway. You need to talk to Taryn." Ashley nodded and then started crying again. "Come here." Mickie opened her arms and leaned toward Ashley to hug her. Ashley leaned into Mickie's arms as she wrapped Ashley up. "Stop all this crying. You're gonna dehydrate yourself. It's gonna be alright. I promise. Everything will work out."
"Thank you." Ashley whispered.
"C'mon. I'm your friend aren't I? I think I became your bestie by default when Lisa left."
"I miss her." Ashley lamented.
"I miss her too." Mickie mirrored. "But you've got me now." Mickie hugged and rocked her for a moment or two longer. "You want me to go get your bag for you?"
"No. I'll go get it. I need to talk to Taryn for a minute. Not THE talk. But to tell her to meet me in the morning." Ashley said as they broke the embrace. She then reached for her phone.
"Who are you calling?" Mickie asked. Ashley didn't respond. She waited for the person on the other end to answer.
"Hey Toney, it's Ash… Madison Rayne." Ashley waited for Toney's reply. "Yeah. I'm okay. Look, can I use your gym in the morning for a sparring session?... Early. Really early… Yeah. I've still got the key. Is the code the same?... Cool. Thanks… No, I'm not gonna blow up your toilet! You always ask me that like I shit like a gorilla!... I had one bad Chipotle bowl!" Ashley then laughed. "Thanks Toney. I owe you one… Bye."
"Bad Chipotle bowl. You really fucked his toilet up, didn't you?" Mickie teased.
"I shit like a gorilla that day." Ashley said with a hearty laugh. "C'mon. Let's go back."
Mickie and Ashley made the slow walk back into the locker room. As if irony had it in for Ashley, the first person to greet her was Taryn.
"Everything okay?" Taryn asked softly.
Ashley nodded. "It will be soon." Ashley put her hand on Taryn's shoulder. Ashley then perked herself up. "You're working out with me in the morning, Bombshell! There's this place I know that's not the hotel gym. I'm not taking no for an answer."
"Channeling your inner Napoleon?" Taryn asked of the shorter Ashley.
"I'm am grabbing life by the throat tomorrow. Might as well start right now." Ashley explained. She then inexplicably belted out a verse from Edge's theme song, Metalingus. "On this day… I see clearly… everything has come to light… a bitter place, and a broken dream… and we'll leave it all… leave it all behind… On this day… it's so real to me… everything has come to life… another chance to chase the dream… another chance to feel… chance to feel alive!"
"Okay, Rated-R Superstar." Taryn asked.
"We're leaving at quarter to six." Ashley said.
"You got it." Taryn said, flashing the killer smile that melts Ashley's heart.
Not being able to help herself, Ashley threw her arms around Taryn and gave her the biggest, tightest, longest hug of their friendship. The intensity of the hug was not lost on Taryn. It allowed her to tap into the feelings deep inside her heart and return the hug with equal intensity.
Jamie made her way over to Mickie, keeping the two women within her sightline. "Is this thing gonna happen soon?" Jamie asked.
"I think so." Mickie answered. "It won't be long now."
Jamie looked at the two women embrace and then asked Mickie a question that she wasn't expecting. "Is pussy really that good? What am I missing?"
"Anytime you want to find out…" Jamie laughed dismissively at Mickie's offer. "Raincheck."
Mickie smiled, slowly looked Jamie up and down and bit her bottom lip. "Most definitely."
Friday, August 23, 2013 – 5:45 am – Doubletree by Hilton Hotel Norfolk Airport – Norfolk, Virginia
Ashley waited in the lobby of the hotel for Taryn. The clock on her phone had just ticked over to 5:45 am, the departure time she had set the night before. This was the morning that Ashley was going to voice what Taryn already knew in her heart but had yet to hear; that Ashley was in love with her. As Ashley sat deep in thought, the text chime on her phone interrupted her inner peace. Ashley expected the message to be from Taryn, telling her that she would be down shortly. The text she received, however, surprised her and warmed her heart.
Mick
Hey Ash. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Get your girl. Love you.
Ashley started at the message with a toothless smile that emanated from her soul. Mickie the Comforter struck again.
"Good morning, Napoleon." Ashley looked up and saw her five-foot-six-inch blonde goddess standing before her.
"Bombshell. Right on time." Ashley softly replied.
"When have you ever known me to be late?" Taryn said with mock irritation.
"Are you gonna start with me this morning?" Ashley asked.
"Do I ever stop? Why should I change now? That's what you love about me."
"Among other things." Ashley said under her breath.
"What was that?"
"I said cocktease!" Ashley joked. "Now c'mon." Ashley stood up and started for the lobby doors.
"Now I've seen good tuck jobs before, but I don't think you're that good." Taryn said as she followed Ashley.
"You never know. After all, I am a Killa Queen." Ashley said, using the title of her theme song in her double entendre.
"A Killa Nut Job is more like it."
"No. Mickie's the nut job according to Ric Flair." Ashley said.
"Oh yeah! That big brawl." Taryn recalled watching the big Knockouts brawl that started with Mickie and Lisa in the backstage area and eventually included every Knockout making their way to the ring where then-General Manager Ric Flair and his guards tried to break up the melee with little success.
"That was fun, mixing it up like that." Ashley recalled. "She texted me this morning. An encouraging text. She is such a sweetheart."
"You and her are birds of a feather." Taryn said as they got into the car. Ashley cranked the key and the car rumbled to life.
"You just can't come out and say I'm a sweetheart, can you?" Ashley wheeled the car out of the parking lot and headed for the Interstate.
"Anybody ever tell you that you're a speed demon?"
"I've seen you peel out of the lot at the soundstage, Taryn Nicole Terrell, so don't judge. Anyway, you're changing the subject."
"You know my middle name."
"Wikipedia is my friend."
"Wikipedia is my friend too, Ashley Nichole with an H."
"What, I don't get a last name?"
Taryn's facial expression went from playful to somber, as did the timber of her voice. "I…"
"You what?" Ashley said as she maneuvered onto the exit ramp for the Interstate, the destination only 5 minutes away.
"I… didn't tell you how big of a sweetheart you are."
"No ma'am! I told you I am grabbing life by the throat. I am not letting you off the hook for that one. I said, 'What, I don't get a last name?' and you started to say 'I…' what?"
Taryn paused. "I don't like thinking of you with that last name."
"You prefer something more pretentious like Worthington-Snodgrass or… Terrell?" Ashley chuckled.
Taryn's serious tone continued. "Your husband is a fucking jerk! You deserve better."
Taryn's words hit Ashley like a ton of bricks, rocking her to her core. On the surface, however, she remained calm. "He is a fucking jerk and I plan on dropping him like a bad habit as soon as I get the chance." Taryn had no reaction. Ashley decided in that moment to summon up a good deal of the courage she had reserved that morning to ask a question that she knew was going to get the ball rolling on a subject that she both anticipated and dreaded. "You have anybody in mind as his replacement?"
"A chimp from the zoo could do a better job of taking care of you."
"Well, when the zoo opens, let's head on over and pick one out for me."
"You know what I mean."
Ashley let dramatic silence hang in the air for a moment. "What about you?"
Taryn did not even try to hold up the veil of pretense. "Yeah. I could do a hundred times the job he's doing." It was Ashley's turn to sit in silence as she got off the Interstate two blocks from the gym. "Ash, when I first started with the company, I was just playing around with you, flirting with you, I mean you are so fucking hot I had to try even though I knew I had no real shot at you. Then you kissed me… and you had me. All you had to do was say jump and… yeah. Then you went and started messing with the girls, and you were all hot and bothered and I get it. I understand completely. And yeah I got jealous when you hooked up with Brooke twice before you even thought about touching me." It was at this point that Ashley heard Taryn sniffle. She looked over and saw that tears were running down Taryn's face. Ashley blinked rapidly and bit her bottom lip moments before she turned into the parking lot for the gym. "But I am so fucking glad that you did that because it made me come to terms with the fact that I am falling for you. And I don't even care if you want to keep fucking around with the other girls if you want. Hell, I encourage it. I think it is hot as hell if you fuck other people. But I'll be goddamned if you're gonna ignore me anymore." Ashley had just put the car in park and leaned over to embrace the now-sobbing Taryn. She wrapped her arms around the beautiful blonde who melted into her embrace for about 20 seconds before she stiffened up and violently broke the embrace.
"No. You put me through the ringer. I am not making it that easy for you." Taryn gritted.
Ashley's nostrils flared at Taryn's rebuke. Her spine stiffened, as did her resolve. "Get out of the fucking car."
"You're kicking me out of the car?!"
"I'm not kicking you out of the car. We're going to work out." Ashley spat as she slammed the door and walked up to the front door of the gym.
"I don't…" Taryn slammed the door behind her and walked up behind Ashley. "… Feel like working out anymore."
Ashley unlocked the door and opened it. "You're working out with me whether you like it or not!" Ashley then shocked Taryn by grabbing her by the hair and dragging her inside the gym.
"What the fuck are you doing?! Get the fuck off me!" Taryn then felt herself tossed aside. She spun a full 360 degrees before getting her bearings. When she did, she saw Ashley, who was dressed in a black jogging jacket and black yoga pants, stomping to the ring. Ashley never turned around as she yelled behind her.
"You don't want to make it easy?! Neither do I! Get in the FUCKING ring!" Ashley then grabbed the middle rope and pulled herself up onto the ring apron.
"I'm not getting in the ring with you!" Taryn said emphatically.
Upon hearing Taryn's declaration, Ashley jumped down, walked up to Taryn and delivered a thunderous right-handed smack to the side of her face. "Ready now, Bombshell?!" Ashley turned her back on Taryn. The next thing she heard was a blood-curdling scream from Taryn. Taryn then grabbed her by her hair and the back of her yoga pants, running her toward the ring. Before she could scream, Taryn had tossed her into the ring. Ashley instinctively rolled toward the middle of the ring and stood up. Taryn slid underneath the ropes and glared at Ashley.
"Collar and elbow lockup!" Taryn ordered. "Let's go!"
"Somebody's riled up." Ashley growled. "Good. Makes for a good workout." With that, Ashley moved forward and linked up with Taryn. After a lockup that lasted nearly a full minute, they lapsed into the mechanics of a match they had put together. Taryn called the first spot.
"Shoulder block, stepover, arm drag!"
As ordered, Ashley backed Taryn into the ropes, whipped her to the other side with Taryn bouncing off and dropping Ashley with a hard shoulder block. Taryn stood menacingly over Ashley.
"Let's see what you've got." Taryn spat.
"After you MISS Terrell." Ashley coldly replied. Taryn then bounced off the ropes. Ashley turned over and dove belly first in front of Taryn, who hopped over her and careened off the ropes toward her opponent. As she approached, Taryn slightly offered her arm, which Ashley grabbed and viciously whipped Taryn over her and down to the mat, locking her arm.
"FUCK!" Taryn yelled as she hit the mat.
"What's wrong, precious?" Ashley mocked. "Mommy slam baby too hard on the mat?"
"Back to the corner!" Taryn called the next spot.
"That's not in our…"
"Back to the fucking corner, Ashley!"
Ashley grudging let Taryn up. The first three spot calls in the match belonged to Taryn and she was going to use them. Taryn backed Ashley into the corner and started counting to five. When she felt Ashley relax at two, she stunned Ashley by grabbing the zipper on her jacket and yanking it down past her breasts. Before Ashley could open her mouth, Taryn delivered a very hard knife-edge chop to Ashley's chest.
"AWWWWWWW SHIT!" Ashley groaned.
"That was for slapping me in the face!" Taryn bellowed. And this is for grabbing my hair! Belly-to-belly!" Taryn hooked her arm underneath Ashley's armpit and hip tossed her out of the corner. Ashley landed with a thud, instinctively stood up, and turned around in time to receive Taryn's called belly-to-belly.
With her chest still stinging from Taryn's hard chop, Ashley crawled hands and knees into the corner she just came out of and pulled herself to her feet as Taryn closed in. Ashley ripped her jacket off, as did Taryn. After sizing up Ashley in the corner, Taryn moved in again. However, Ashley had a surprise for her as she grabbed Taryn by the hair again and reversed her into the corner and began her spot calls.
"Chops to the CHEST!" Ashley then ripped off three perfectly executed knife-edge chops that caused Taryn to scream. "Monkey flip!" Ashley then whipped Taryn into the opposite corner, charged hopped up and flipped Taryn toward the center of the ring. She then stalked to the middle of the ring and picked Taryn up. "Suplex float over!" Ashley then hoisted Taryn over her head, slammed her to the mat and rolled over on top of her for a pin.
Taryn… was done. The temper that she had suppressed since day one hit a flash boil. "You fucking BITCH!" Taryn balled a bunch of Ashley's hair in her fist and yanked the smaller woman off her. They began rolling around in the ring tussling for the advantage. They were completely off-script now. The personal frustration that both of them had for the other was coming out in the only way that it now could.
The two women grunted and groaned as they rolled over to the ropes. Normally, ring presence would have kicked in for both of them and they would have rolled back to the center of the ring. However, both women were engaged in a pitch battle for supremacy and neither one concerned themselves with their whereabouts. Both women rolled under the ropes, reached the edge of the ring apron and tumbled four and a half feet to the mat surrounding the ring. As Ashley lay on top of Taryn, both women gazed at each other for a minute. Then, just as tears had overwhelmed both of them on several occasions over the previous 24 hours, Taryn and Ashley… got the giggles. Both women went from a chuckle, to a mild laugh to a full-on belly laugh.
"I think that's called relieving sexual tension." Taryn observed. Ashley started laughing again.
"I think you're right." Ashley responded. "Did it help?"
"Not really. You?" Taryn asked.
"Not really." Ashley answered.
"So what do we do now?" Taryn honestly asked.
Ashley's eyes darted back and forth, as she looked into Taryn's eyes. "I love you. I love you and I want to be your girl but I was scared to tell you that I want to play with the other girls too because I might lose you and… fuck it." Ashley leaned down and pressed her lips to Taryn's. Both women slightly opened their mouths and lost themselves in the deep kiss. After several moments, Ashley broke the kiss.
"Wow. We should spar more often." Taryn joked, causing them both to giggle again. "You know, Jamie was right. From the moment you kissed me in the car… you had me." Taryn looked deep into Ashley's eyes. "I love you too. And if you want to play, we can work that out. I'm not the jealous type these days… as long as I'm getting my share." Taryn smiled and for the first time, initiated a kiss between the two women. Once again, Ashley ended the smooching.
"But, if you don't mind, can you get your share someplace other than here. I mean, I want you bad and all, but we are in a smelly-ass gym." Ashley said.
Taryn laughed. "You got it. I have a better idea anyway."
"I'm all for better ideas." Ashley said. "Like this one." Ashley leaned in for one more, deep kiss before they got up. After another couple of moments, Taryn tapped out.
"Okay. That's enough." Taryn said. "You kiss me like that and I won't care where we are. You are gonna straight get it."
Ashley beamed as she stood up, and then pulled Taryn to her feet. As soon as Taryn was upright, Ashley planted on more kiss on her lips. "Last one in this building. I promise. Let's go."
Taryn rolled into the ring to grab their jackets and Ashley swiped her car key from the ring apron near the ring post. Taryn rolled back out and handed Ashley her jacket.
"So if you're Napoleon, does that make me Marie Antoinette?" Taryn asked as they walked.
"I guess so." Ashley reasoned.
"Let them eat cake!" Taryn decreed.
Ashley opened the door and Taryn stepped outside. "More like 'Let them eat pussy!'" Taryn began laughing hysterically at Ashley's correction. "Maybe if the French peasants did, they wouldn't have been so angry." Taryn continued laughing as the women got in the car to head back to the hotel.
Saturday, August 24, 2013 – 11 am – Mickie James' house – Aylett, Virginia
Mickie had just grabbed herself a cup of tea and walked out to her back porch overlooking the small valley where her horses would graze when they were out of the barn. Anytime TNA went to Maryland, Virginia or the Carolinas, Mickie would make it a point to take a trip back to her permanent home. She had spent her entire life in the Richmond area and vowed to maintain a home there. Mickie was a person that always allowed things to roll through her mind. It is how she gained inspiration for her song lyrics. The one place that she did not allow such thoughts to invade her mind was on that porch. It was her fortress of solitude. The fortress was impenetrable… except for the ringing of the cell phone she forgot to put on silent.
"I don't know what ever possessed me to let them put a cell tower on my property… Hello?"
"Have a few minutes to talk to an old friend?"
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph! Katarina Waters! How dare you go a year without talking to me!" Mickie stood up as she talked to Kat. The last time they spoke was when Kat left TNA after her year and a half run as Winter following her 2010 release from WWE.
"I know, Love. I am so sorry. I have been so busy. I keep forgetting to call. I even think we've been in the same town once or twice. I've been a terrible friend."
"Well, you're making up for it with this call. When are you coming to see me at the farm?"
"When do you have time to go to the farm? You're the bloody champion!"
"Champions' prerogative. I get time when I need it."
"How are the girls? What's been going on?"
Mickie chuckled. "Heh! Remember back in the E, when we had the Inner Circle?"
"You mean the one that you wouldn't let me into because I fell in love with a woman that broke my heart? Yeah, I remember."
"Kat, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was still…"
"I'm pulling your curvaceous leg. I talked to Strumpet the other day. I am truly happy for her and Adam. Now what about the Circle?"
"Well, we started something in TNA called The Diamond Exchange. The drafted me to be the leader."
"I'm sure they didn't have to twist your arm too much."
"Not too much. They also restarted it in WWE and they've got it going in NXT too. Layla is the WWE ringleader now."
"Layla?! Good God I have to get back there now! Wrong place, wrong time for me I guess. Look, I heard about you and Melina. I am so sorry. Are you okay?"
"The pain fades over time. I've been dating Nick off and on. We're off right now. I'm okay."
"Well I am back in the States now. I am still in Louisville. We have to catch up in person."
"Did you just hear yourself? You said 'Louah-vull' just like the natives say!"
"The tongue has a way of adapting to its cultural climate. But then again, you don't know anything about my tongue, do you?"
"Are you really gonna start with me again?"
"I haven't decided yet. Maybe. It was, how did I hear the girl say it yesterday? Hella fun."
Mickie laughed. "You never fail to impress me Miss Katarina. I miss you. I'll lock this number in and call you soon."
"Alright Love. Keep being sweet."
"You too. Bye." Mickie hung up the phone and sighed. "That woman is a piece of work. How can you not love her?" Mickie picked up her cup and walked back into the kitchen with it. She began washing it out when she heard the doorbell ring. "I wasn't expecting anybody today. Maybe Mister Ferguson needs something." Mickie walked over to the door and opened it. When she saw the person standing on the other side, her jaw nearly hit the floor.
"Hi Mick."
Mickie took a deep breath and swallowed.
"Hi… Melina."
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