Post by CinderellaLies on Dec 15, 2008 21:19:41 GMT -4
The camera fades in to a shot of Tabitha Crowley sitting on "The Career Killer", Trevor Blackwell's lap in his locker room surrounded by a cloud of smoke. She turns to the Blackwell's personal cameraman, Emrys.
Tabitha: Emrys...will you start rolling the camera, please?
Emrys: Where's your knife?
Tabitha, laughing: I didn't say come closer, I just said roll the camera.
Emrys turns on the camera and the pirated video feed of the Balckwell camera statics into life. Tabitha begins to talk as Trevor twirls his Singapore Cane in one hand, his other fisted in Tabitha's hair and a blunt hanging out of his mouth.
Tabitha: Michael...You asked me to call you Michael, right? I have to ask you something. When was the last time you got laid? Women may belong on their back, and sure that's always a fun place to be, but there are so many other positions that are much more satisfying.
She looks at Trevor and smiles at him suggestively as he interjects.
Trevor: Like doggie-style, for instance.
Tabitha: Well, yes. There is that. But I was thinking more along the lines of the woman on top. I only ask because if it had been recently, I'm sure you would remember how much deeper you can get. Or how nice it feels to let someone else have control of the speed. And you know, Michael, from that position, the woman gets to do all the work, something I know appeals to your rugged sensibilities.
Trevor fists his hand tighter in her hair and yanks slightly, drawing a hissing moan from Tabitha's mouth.
Trevor: I don't want you appealing to any other man's sensibilities, damn it.
Tabitha bends her neck to the side to loosen his grip on her head.
Tabitha: I don't care how you think women should be treated. You're not going to offend me, which is probably your objective. In fact, most of that kind of thing turns me on. But we are wrestling, and not the mattress kind.
Trevor growls at the visual of Michael Lively and Tabitha Crowley in bed together.
Tabitha: You can spend all your time trying to humiliate me if you want, I really look forward to it. This match is probably going to be the most interesting I've been in yet. I can't wait to teach you a few new positions, or to show you how nice it can be to be controlled. I think, Michael, you are going to be in for a few new tricks when we meet in the ring.
She giggles at the menacing expression on Trevor's face and turns to the camera once more.
Tabitha: This is going to be a tumble you'll never forget.
The camera fades to black.
Tabitha: Emrys...will you start rolling the camera, please?
Emrys: Where's your knife?
Tabitha, laughing: I didn't say come closer, I just said roll the camera.
Emrys turns on the camera and the pirated video feed of the Balckwell camera statics into life. Tabitha begins to talk as Trevor twirls his Singapore Cane in one hand, his other fisted in Tabitha's hair and a blunt hanging out of his mouth.
Tabitha: Michael...You asked me to call you Michael, right? I have to ask you something. When was the last time you got laid? Women may belong on their back, and sure that's always a fun place to be, but there are so many other positions that are much more satisfying.
She looks at Trevor and smiles at him suggestively as he interjects.
Trevor: Like doggie-style, for instance.
Tabitha: Well, yes. There is that. But I was thinking more along the lines of the woman on top. I only ask because if it had been recently, I'm sure you would remember how much deeper you can get. Or how nice it feels to let someone else have control of the speed. And you know, Michael, from that position, the woman gets to do all the work, something I know appeals to your rugged sensibilities.
Trevor fists his hand tighter in her hair and yanks slightly, drawing a hissing moan from Tabitha's mouth.
Trevor: I don't want you appealing to any other man's sensibilities, damn it.
Tabitha bends her neck to the side to loosen his grip on her head.
Tabitha: I don't care how you think women should be treated. You're not going to offend me, which is probably your objective. In fact, most of that kind of thing turns me on. But we are wrestling, and not the mattress kind.
Trevor growls at the visual of Michael Lively and Tabitha Crowley in bed together.
Tabitha: You can spend all your time trying to humiliate me if you want, I really look forward to it. This match is probably going to be the most interesting I've been in yet. I can't wait to teach you a few new positions, or to show you how nice it can be to be controlled. I think, Michael, you are going to be in for a few new tricks when we meet in the ring.
She giggles at the menacing expression on Trevor's face and turns to the camera once more.
Tabitha: This is going to be a tumble you'll never forget.
The camera fades to black.
