Tuesday: September 15, 2009 2:34 A.M.

I pulled my car into Randy's driveway. I had gotten a flight to get home booked pretty much right after Raw, so I'd rushed to the airport to catch it. I was tired and exhausted, and I was ready to sleep.

I had been planning on going to my apartment for the night since I'd be getting home in the middle of the night, but once he heard I was coming home early, Randy insisted I just come over to his place instead, despite what time it was.

It was funny because many people, mainly friends, would give me shit because I was at Randy's house more than my apartment, and granted I did like his house better, I was here so much due to Randy's insistence. He was the one who always wanted me here, even when I had plenty of reasons to be in my apartment instead, at least for the night.

As I unlocked my trunk and got out of my car, Randy walked out of the house to greet me.

I smiled and shook my head at him. "You should be in bed, Randy."

Randy greeted me with a kiss. "One could argue the same for you. I don't get why you didn't at least book your flight for the morning."

"Nice to see you too. I thought I'd rather sleep in the bed at home."

"Well, look where that got you. You're not even gonna be in your bed." Randy grabs my luggage out of the trunk for me.

"I mean I like your bed too."

Randy laughs as I close the trunk. "Good because in my bed and right next to me is the only place you belong sleeping in this house."

"You didn't have to wake up to meet me when I got here."

"It's technically not waking up when I haven't gone to sleep yet, but I thought I'd stay up and see you."

"I appreciate it, but you didn't have to do that. What did you even do while waiting for me?"

"I wanted to be awake." Randy opens the door. "I mainly watched TV, but I cooked you dinner a little bit ago because I know there's no way you ate a proper dinner."

I walk in the house and close the door behind us. "Thanks, you didn't have to do that either."

"I know I didn't have to do it. I wanted to do it. It's a romantic gesture. I'll take your luggage to the bedroom. Go eat. I don't want your food getting cold." Randy kisses my forehead.

"Thanks, handsome."

10:27 A.M.

I wake up to see Randy already awake but also still in bed with me. "Good morning."

Randy smiles as he pulls me to his chest. "Good morning. I'm so glad you came home early. Now, we can spend all this alone time together."

"What about your sister and her whole situation? Maybe we should go be with your family instead."

"Oh, I didn't tell you, did I? He showed up at my parents' house yesterday. I was there when he did, and I took care of it. I freaked that pathetic excuse of a man out so bad that he practically ran away to leave."

"Well, that's good. I'm glad you could take care of it."

"Me too, as for spending time with my family, we were invited to eat dinner with them tonight because I told them you were coming home early, but unless there's something else you absolutely need to do, I would like to spend some alone time with you until it's time for us to go."

"Well, I guess I don't have anything I need to do unless you can think of something I'm forgetting."

"We should probably go see Tyler sometime this week since his birthday is coming up, but that doesn't have to be today."

"Yeah, it doesn't have to be. I guess I'm stuck with you."

Randy laughs. "Don't act like it's a bad thing, so talk to me about this bitch that attacked you at work yesterday."

"There's not much to say. I don't even know her name. She's new, and she's dating that Sheamus guy. If you saw all of my match last night, she was using his moves too, so she isn't all that original."

"And she doesn't seem to like you."

I roll my eyes. "I'm not sure if she doesn't like me or it's just because she wants my Women's Championship. I'm all for some new competition, but this is not the way to come after me."

"And since I know you so well, I'm sure you're planning on getting some payback on her as soon as possible."

"Am I that obvious?"

"Maybe just to me, I've got fifteen years of knowing you though."

"Fair enough."

"So what do you have in mind?"

I sigh. "I'm honestly not sure yet. It's hard to plan for someone you don't know much about. All I've done so far was tell the girls to pass along any information that they might happen to get during the SmackDown filming tonight."

"You can't guarantee you'll get any information though, and even if they do get some for you, it may not be enough to form a plan of revenge with. You need to use what you do know about her."

"What do I know about her that I could use?"

"I saw everything on TV last night. She's prideful and egotistical enough to think she can go at you, the Women's Champion, before she even wins her first match. She's the type to go after the top of the food chain as quickly as she can. You're the top of the food chain."

I nod. "Alright, anything else for me to consider?"

"People in our business who behave like this new bitch are quick to jump on someone when they're vulnerable. You let her think you're vulnerable when you aren't, and you're gonna sucker her into going after you again."

"I like this. Anything else, handsome? I'm not sure how to convince her that I'm vulnerable when I'm not."

"When she attacked you, she did go after one of your arms a bit, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"Maybe this idea is coming to mind because we'll be seeing my old man tonight, but what if you put a cast on that arm she targeted? It does serve as a possible weapon too."

"That does sound like a fun little plan, but will your dad get upset if I use his schtick?"

Randy chuckles. "My dad adores you, Rissa. He won't be mad. Hell, I think he'll love it. If you're that worried, just bring it up at dinner tonight. He'll tell you it's fine."

"I guess I'll ask him then. Either way, cast or no cast, I'm gonna beat this bitch to a pulp."

"I know you will."

8:16 P.M.

"So it looks like the plan to use a cast is a go." Randy comments as he drives us back to his house from his parents' house.

"It is, and I've got all the more motive to beat on this bitch." I responded.

"What happened?"

"Michelle texted me that apparently this bitch attacked Maryse, which means Maryse won't be cleared for even longer now. It's like you said. Maryse was vulnerable, and we're the top of the food chain. The bitch jumped on the opportunity."

"Well, I'm sure you'll get her for it."

"I will. Michelle also told me the bitch's name is Emily O'Hare."

"Emily O'Hare, huh? I guess you've got a name to hate now."

"I guess so. Enough about that, I had a great time with you today."

Randy smiles. "Me too, and my family were excited to see you."

"I was excited to see them too." I glance at Randy's pants and give a soft laugh. "Looks like you were excited to have me home early too."

Randy shakes his head. "I wasn't gonna make that known until we were home, but I'm apparently dating a pervert who took it upon herself to look there."

"Don't blame me. Your choice of pants today doesn't hide it very well, and I'm sitting in your car right next to you. It's hard not to notice it."

"Well, we can't take care of it until we're home. Let's just get home."

"We? I don't recall agreeing to doing anything."

"You wouldn't have pointed it out if you weren't wanting to."

"I still never said I agreed to anything." I tease.

"You're so mean teasing me like this when we aren't home yet. I know your little teasing tone. You're trying to make it hard for me right now."

"I don't have to make anything hard for you. You took care of that."

Randy rolls his eyes. "Woman, this isn't funny."

"I think it's hilarious."

"It's hilarious to you because we're in the car, so I can't get my hands on you yet. Once we're home, which will only be a few minutes by the way, I get my hands on you, and all of a sudden, you're basically putty at my mercy to tease."

"What exactly do you think you're gonna do to me that'll make me putty for you?"

"We aren't home yet. You don't get to know what I'm gonna do yet. Let's just say I'm not so sure that your pretty little dress is gonna make it through." Randy, in a clear attempt to get to me, places a hand high up on my left thigh.

"I paid good money for this dress."

"I'll buy you a new one and match the cost."

"I like this one."

"You're really enjoying being a brat towards me today, huh?"

"Who says that's what I'm doing?"

Randy turns into the driveway. "Don't act oblivious. We both know what you're doing."

"I'm not so sure we do." I remark as Randy parks and turns off the car.

Randy looks at me and chuckles. "We do. Looks like we're home now. Stay put."

I raise an eyebrow as Randy exits the car. "Stay put?"

"I said stay put."

I bit my lip in anticipation, knowing I'd done the right stuff to get Randy in just the right mood. "Yes, sir."

"Good, you know all those times, especially in the 2005 to 2006 timeframe, where I took you in my hotel room?"

"Yeah?"

"We both know you would act all shy and innocent about it going down how it would between us, but let's be honest, even then, you wanted it to go down like it did. You wanted to express that side of you and wanted to express it to me. You were never as innocent as you acted." Randy smirked at me. "And look at you now. Oh, the things I am going to do to you tonight after all your teasing. Get out of the car."

I feel myself blush as I get out of the car. "What now?"

"Be patient, sweetheart. I'll tell you when I'm ready for you to do something. Let's head inside." Randy gently grabs my arm to guide me towards the house.

Randy was right. I knew I was already becoming putty for him tonight.

"Don't forget to lock the car." I whisper as Randy grabs his keys to unlock the front door.

"Thanks." Randy locks the car before unlocking the front door. "Come inside with me."

"Okay." I walk into the house with Randy immediately behind me.

"I see that look in your eye. Don't you worry. Soon." Randy smirks as he closes and locks the door behind us. "Be patient."

"I know you're gonna drag this out." I mutter as Randy takes my jacket from me.

"I'll have this go on for as long as I want it to. I'm calling the shots, and the longer this goes, the more desperate you get to have me. I love seeing that."

I groan in frustration. "I didn't tease you like this."

"You brought this on yourself by teasing me when I couldn't do anything about it. Turnabout is fair play, sweetheart." Randy hangs up my jacket before flicking a piece of my hair. "And I'm just getting started. Do you understand?"

"Yes." I nodded as Randy took off his own jacket and hung it up.

"Good." Randy corners me against the wall. "Do you remember our first time? Well, I guess I should say your very first time?"

"Yes."

"Do you remember asking me for it?"

"Yes."

"You were so different back then. Eight years changed you. You used to be so unsure, but now, you're a confident woman who knows exactly what she wants and has a side that only I get to see. You know, even when you were inexperienced and clueless, you were my favorite woman to sleep with."

"I was?"

"You were. You were so lucky too, getting to have me as your first. I know it wasn't your original intentions, but you loved that it was me, didn't you?"

I bit my lip once again as I nod. "Yes, I did."

"Good, I don't know if you ever notice all the guys at work who watch you like you're sex on legs, but I notice it. I don't blame them for watching, but let me tell you, I love reminding them that you come home with me and that I'm the one who gets to bed you. I get that one side of you that you show in the bedroom all to myself. I love it."

"Do you remember that time we slept together last year?" I whisper.

"Of course."

"I wouldn't have done it if it was anyone other than you. I know it was meant to be revenge sex on Chris, but it wasn't even just because we both knew he hated you. I knew sleeping with you would satisfy me. I wanted it, and I know you just wanted to sleep with someone. I just happened to be around."

"No, actually, I was trying to help you feel better and remind you that you could do better than him. I did like that I got to sleep with you. You're my favorite person to sleep with."

"I'm flattered."

"It only took one time for you to become my favorite." Randy starts kissing on my neck. "You just have this effect on me."

"It's mutual." I groan as Randy's kisses end up on my collarbone.

"Only because I know you like this dress." Randy whispers as he reaches behind me and unfastens the back of my dress.

"Thanks." I move to help Randy remove my dress.

We stare at each other without exchanging a word as the dress falls to the ground.

Randy takes deliberate time to admire my body as he lessens the amount of space between us. "So pretty. I'm so damn lucky."

"I'm lucky too. Do you want me to take my heels off?" I quietly ask as I can tell Randy is gonna get past the teasing soon.

"Not yet, I'm enjoying this look of you in your undergarments and in high heels. It's really appealing to me."

"How come I'm the only one in undergarments?" I bit my lip to try to get to Randy a little more.

"Well, it only took removing one article of clothing to get you there." Randy smirks at me before moving one of my hands to the front of his shirt. "Here, you can have my shirt."

I unbutton his shirt before taking it off of him. "Thank you."

"I'll be generous. You can have my pants too." Randy takes his pants off. "There's some undergarments for you."

"Much appreciated."

Randy pulls me to him and starts kissing on my neck again. "You're my girl, and I love that. I can't keep my hands off of you. I hope you're not tired. I'm gonna need to keep you up for a while."

"I'm not tired." I moan and grab onto one of Randy's shoulders as his lips find a spot near my collarbone that's a bit sensitive. "Shit."

"And you were doubtful that I could make you putty for me." Randy lifts me up and takes my heels off before taking off his dress shoes.

I drape my arms over Randy's shoulders and start kissing him as he is still holding me. "Randy…"

"I'm calling the shots. Remember?"

"I know, but…"

Randy cuts me off with another kiss. "Oh, beautiful, I guess I have been dragging this out for a while now, and I see that look in your eyes. We both need this. Don't you move."

Randy slightly tightens his grip on me before carrying me upstairs and into his bedroom. Randy places me on the bed before removing every article of clothing left on me.

"You think you're ready?" Randy asks me.

I nod. "I've been ready."

"I'm gonna make it worth your while…shit."

"What's wrong?"

"I forgot to buy more condoms. I'm gonna have to go run to the store and get them. I should've made sure before we…shit."

"Randy…"

Randy stops pacing and looks over at me. "Yeah, Rissa?"

"I'm…I'm okay if we don't use one this time if you're okay with it. We're pretty far into this already. It's not like either of us have anything. We're both clean."

Randy contemplates for a moment before taking his underwear off, getting onto the bed, climbing on top of me, and kissing me. "I promise I'll go buy more in the morning."

"I know. Mmm…oh, Randy."