[Tommy and Culty are in a strip club somewhere in Wisconsin in the afternoon, we see them sitting on the table, and we see them eating a plate of cheese and wings. Then two dancers come up to their view naked, and speak to them.]
“How about you boys let us give you a lapdance?”
“Culty, are you down?”
“I don’t know man, something seems fishy about them.”
“Okay ladies… hold on for a second.”
[Tommy and Culty wispier sweet nothings until they came to an agreement. Then both men are escorted to private rooms. Culty is few rooms down, as Tommy room is near the exit across from Culty’s side. Then the dancer, underage of course, starts to dance to the song.]
“Are you from here?”
“Nah, I’m here on wrestling business.”
“Oh sweet, I’m a huge fan…”
[Then she starts to grind on his pelvis, cowgirl style, as Tommy presses his face on her B cup boobs. Then a thin pale looking security guard catches them in the act.]
“Can’t you read boi?... Look, but you can’t touch.”
“Oh fuck off, Ned, he can do whatever he likes.”
“You know what the boss said…”
“Alright fine!”
[The girl then gets off of Tommy’s pelvis, distraught and horny, Tommy then goes up to the curtain, and slides it all the way shut from Ned. As Ned walks away, Tommy then head back to the love seat. The girl then starts putting on her clothes, as Tommy tries to talk to her.]
“What’s the rush?”
“It’s almost time for me to go back home, I have stuff to do.”
“Alright then, no issues for that. Before you go, I want to know… what’s your name?”
[The girl then smiles at Tommy and pecks him in the cheek. She brings up a dirty sheet of paper, where she writes her name and cell number on, and gives to him. As she walked out of the room, she heard a commotion with Culty and his girl and tries to intervene.]
“Molly what’s going on here?”
“This creep was trying to fuck me!”
“No I wasn’t… she was flaking on the prospect of fucking me here!”
“I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last man on earth!”
[Molly then breaks away from Culty’s clutches, and he stands up and slaps her in the face. Tommy then see’s what’s going on, and breaks up the situation.]
“Culty, what’s issue here?”
“She wouldn’t let me do her in this place!”
“Look man, how about we go elsewhere for that. No need for that attitude here.”
[Then Molly puts on her clothes and leaves with Tommy’s dancer. Then both men later on head back into a motel, where Culty was getting his groove on with a tranny in his room. In another room, we see Tommy pull out a piece of paper, and calls up the number on his motel phone line. As it rings, he starts to fiddle with his hair, then he hears her on the other line.]
“Hey is this Moniqa?”
“Speaking to..”
“That guy from the club earlier in the day.”
“Oh hey there… it’s not the right moment to talk.”
“What do—“
“HEY BITCH SUCK M—“
[The line was abruptly cut off on his end, and we see him lying on his bed. He was worried either about Monqia, his match against Nyx, or his new manager going to send them in the slammer. The scene cuts back to Culty fucking a tranny.]
“Oh yeah, ride me!”
“Oh fuck yes… wait a minute, why are you getting an erection?”
[Culty stops midway through bare backing this broad.]
“I’m a man hunny… but fully transitioning!”
“Does that mean I’m gay?”
“Labels don’t mean shit, either we continue or you’ll owe me $1,000 for the service.”
[Culty pulls out, and pays the broad in cash he found in his drawers. Then he puts on his jeans, and she opens the door. Culty grabbed her arm, and hugged her. She smiles at his gesture, and leaves his hotel as the scene ends.]
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“You see my client, Tommy, he’s a sensitive man. Too sensitive for his own good. Sometimes, I wonder how much of a pussy he is, while I question my own sanity with him. Maybe, I am just too hard on a man that I barely even know about, but that’s why I am not here to say.
I am here to say that this Nyx, a former Bombshell Champion... haha... had declared to fight him this upcoming Savage. I might not know her very well enough to observe her every articulate moves, but I do know one thing. That one this is…
She’s a young competitor in the land of X-Treme, a young cub among the wolfs and lions. She might have been a Bombshell when that title existed, but as of right now; it’s nothing more than an afterthought to me personally.
Nyx, I want you to study that tape of Tommy against Vita, then go write a 500 word think piece on why you should have never had bothered to vouch yourself against this Bastard. He will rip you from limb and limb, and spread it across the arena in Wisconsin. He will make sure that you never even think about calling him out, even if it’s a simple...
“I’d fight him…Too!”
Nyx, you might end up regretting having to encounter this man in that ring on Savage. He’s not happy camper, and will unleash nothing but a campfire of pain upon you… I pray you don’t say a word…and stay in your place!”
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