Disclaimer:

I do not own any of the WWE characters. I only own the OC.

This story is just out of my imagination and is not related to anything real.

Please, notice that English is not my first language.

Chapter 1

Rhea left the ladies' locker room to meet her friends of the Judgment Day before the show, happy and proud to wear that new long jacket she just bought. It was all black, with silver buttons, tight on her waist to emphasize her silhouette but still comfortable to wear. The jacket was cut short on the front to let her be free in her movements and ankle long at the back, flying behind her as she walked up to her friends. This gave her an incredibly powerful and mesmerizing look. She chuckled when Dominik almost choked on his water, eyes wide opened, looking at her with admiration.

- "Where did you get that?" Finn asked. "It's freakin' nice! Would be cool if we all had one."

- "I had it made by a friend of mine who is a dressmaker downtown, she's made most of my outfits."

- "We definitely need to go see her tomorrow" two voices said at the same time. It was JD and Damian, finally joining them. She smiled at her terror twin, he was always serious about two things: his work and his clothes. Of course he would love that jacket. For JD, it was quite easy to guess that he was more interested by the dressmaker than by her work.

The next day, they all met in front of an old looking wooden door, the showcase filled with various dresses, jackets, cloaks and shirts, each in a different style, from the Victorian inspired shirt to the cocktail dress or the gothic cloak. An old-fashioned sewing machine stood in front of the window as decoration. No fancy storefront, just the name of the shop written by hand with paint on a wood panel over the door.

- "Mina Sewing" Damian read out loud. "Are you sure you got your clothes from here?"

- "Yeah, it looks like an old place in some horror movie" JD added.

- "Never judge a book by it's cover" Rhea replied pulling the door.

The sound of the old bell hanging over the door rang as they entered the shop. A light female voice echoed in the room behind the counter: "I'm coming in a minute". They all stared at the shop, full of clothes and sewing material. On the old wooden shelves stood enormous rolls of various fabrics, spools of thread, needles, pins and measuring tape. Heavy metal music was playing, half hidden by the sound of the sewing machines.

- "Good music tastes" Damian said, recognizing "Poison" by Alice Cooper. "Such a fucking sexy song"

-"Here is my favourite customer" said the female voice. The whole Judgment Day turned their head to face a short lady hugging Rhea. Pieces of thread were tangled in her insanely long black hair, going to her butt, hidden by a pair of shorts she wore over black tights. Rhea was so tall compared to her that she had do tip toe in her combat boots to hug her. The two women separated, and the short woman faced the smiling four men.

- "Nice to meet you, I'm Mina. Welcome to my shop."

The men introduced themselves quickly and began to explain their project. Mina rapidly drew some jackets according to what they wanted, saying how happy she was to have famous wrestlers liking her job, how she met Rhea and sometimes turning down JD who was leaning over her shoulder from to close. Damian sighed with exasperation; this Irish guy really doesn't know to behave. Of course he was leaning over her shoulder to look at her breasts and to whisper at her ear, that's always how he proceeds to seduce a girl. And they always fall for it. Then, JD has them for one night, enjoy his fuck and never call them back, just boasting about his conquests in the locker room. He, on the other hand, was not sure when was the last time he had sex.

Mina asked them to stand in the middle of the hidden room to take measures. She started with Finn, measuring his legs, torso, shoulders, arms and noting every measure on a piece of paper where a male human body was printed. Dom was next, as usual he couldn't stay still, and Mina had to retake the measures, laughing at how ticklish he was. Then came his turn, he stood there, static, as the dressmaker had to climb on a chair to take his measures, smiling at the situation and apologizing for her short size. The music changed to "Crush" from Garbage. He didn't move, didn't smile, didn't react, admiring the emerald green sparkling eyes focused on the measuring tape. Her almost translucent white skin exhaled a smell he found thrilling, a mix between fabrics and fruits "cherries or strawberries maybe". As Mina stood on her chair in front of him, he could have a closer look at her face: pale skin, slightly red lips enhanced by a bit of red lipstick a thin layer of black eyeliner circling her green eyes. "So pretty… God this song….". He didn't want to show how much he liked to be touched, to see this lady close to him, hearing her breath. Suddenly his body reacted as Mina was measuring his legs and hips, she was too close to his manhood, which immediately started to rise.

- "We're good, who's next?" Her voice brought him back to his normal self as he left the place for JD. "Fuck" he thought, hoping nobody noticed. The shop bell rang suddenly, and a male voice sounded in the shop:

- "Where are you? I want to see you now!"

- "I am taking measures with customers, give me five minutes please". Her voice sounded tense. "Is she scared of him?". She hurried to measure JD as a tall blond man entered the room visibly drunk and angry.

- "You whore! Are you enjoying touching four men at the same time?! What about me? I also want to feel your hands on my dick" He grabbed Mina by the arm to pull her far from JD, who tried to interfere but almost got hit in the face. Damian, Finn and Dom gathered around him to avoid any fight.

-"You should go to bed Greg, I'll come after work. Please forgive my boyfriend, he is extremely tired" tempered Mina trying to hide the bruise that was already forming on her arm.

Greg left the shop and Mina apologized again for the trouble, calculating the amount of fabric she would need to craft the jackets.

-"You should leave him" Rhea said, "This guy is a total ass".

-"Don't worry, I'm fine. Your jackets should be ready soon, please come back if you need any modifications or details added. You can also have an item from the accessory box, as an apology for Greg."

The accessory box was full of hand-crafted items, made with fabric leftovers. Rhea took a wallet, Dom chose a fabric belt, Finn opted for a wristband, Damian selected a large bandana and JD found fabric handcuffs.

-"You also make that kind of stuff?" Rhea chuckled.

-"Yeah, it sells well" Mina answered " I was sure you would find it interesting. Come back whenever you want."

On the way back to their hotel, JD asked:

-"Rhea, do you have her phone number? I want her"

- "She has a boyfriend who almost hit you in the face" Finn answered.

- "Good reason to rescue her and have fun together" he asked, playing with the handcuffs.