Post by emily on May 8, 2022 17:26:35 GMT -5
~ A few days before the PPV DOOM in California~
Off camera.
Emily found Eric in the kitchen making lunch as she came upstairs from a video conference call with her dad who was overseas at the moment.
“Whatcha making?” Emily asked as she gave Eric a one armed hug as she stood next to him.
“Roast beef sandwiches with mayo and honey mustard with harvest cheddar sun chips and Pepsi,” Eric replied as he hugged her back and kissed the top of her head.
“Sounds wonderful Eric, shall we sit outside on the deck?” She asked.
“Sure thing Emily, you grab the pop and I’ll grab the plates,” Eric replied as he grabbed both plates and stepped out the french doors that led to the deck and the swimming pool.
“I’ve come to a decision about Duncan.”
“You have?”
“Yes, I’ve decided that I’m tired of being pushed away and that for my own well being I need to make things about me for a change. Like you pointed out before, I’m always helping others. This has been playing emotional and mental havoc on my heart and my mind and I’m tired of feeling this way.”
“What about Buster?” Eric asked as he took a bite of his sandwich.
“I’ll be a friend to Buster if he wants but that’s it for now. He’s got Riley for a girlfriend,” Emily replied with open resentment in her voice.
“Good for you Emily, you’ve made an important decision that’s going to impact your future and I’m proud of you,” He replied as they toasted their Pepsi bottles together.
“What do you have planned for today?” Emily asked as she took another bite of her sandwich.
“I have to go into True Freeze and do some paperwork for the business end of things.”
“Let's do take out tonight!” Emily suggested.
“I was hoping you would suggest that Emmy,” Eric replied as he pushed his empty plate back from the table and grinned at her.
“What are you grinning at me like that for?” Emily asked.
“Because you’re my best friend and I’m glad you’re in my life.”
“Me too Eric, me too!” Emily said as she laid a hand on Eric’s arm.
Emily and Eric spent the next hour sitting outside and talking about Emily’s wrestling career and Eric’s career with True Freeze kickboxing academy.
“Since we had Buster in at the academy, I’ve had another twenty some students sign up. I’m totally stoked!”
“I’m glad I could help with the teaching at the academy,” Emily replied as she folded her arms in front of herself and rested them on the table.
“You’ve been a real lifesaver Emmy! I may have to look at hiring a couple of new instructors at this rate!” Eric exclaimed as he finished off his pop.
“Always happy to help Eric, you’ve been there for me so I want to be there for you too. I’ve been trying to think of new ways that I could improve my life and aside from concentrating on my career I’m not sure. I’d love to have a title, I mean who wouldn’t but is that the be all and end all of all things?”
“I guess it depends on how you look at things Emily, if you want to focus on winning a title then by all means you should but, you’d need to decide on which one.”
“That’s why this 9 person ladder match is so important, I can challenge for any title at any time. I’m excited about the possibilities but I’m a little scared too. Sure I’ve held a title here and there like in Redemption but this feels bigger, know what I mean? There are some top names in there, like Chelsea Skye, last week we were partners, now this week we are opponents. A couple I’m not too familiar with as I haven’t seen them wrestle…”
~A days later at a local movie theatre not far from the arena where DOOM is beind held in Baltimore Maryland~
Off camera.
Emily rolls her eyes as her cell phone vibrates in her purse again, she ignores it for a few more minutes until it rings again and Emily finally gives in and pulls the blasted cell phone out and checks her messages. ((Son of a bitch)) She hisses under her breath as she sees multiple texts from one Riley Heart. She was pissed off enough when she got a text message earlier in the afternoon from Buster that was obviously meant for Riley. It felt like a kick in the gut and she had decided to come out to a movie that would hopefully take her mind off of things.
“Leave me alone Riley, I’m busy and I really don’t want to talk with you.” Emily texted back.
She was glad she had chosen a seat in the middle of the theatre at the end of the aisle so she could text without bothering other people. Less than a minute later, yet another text comes through from Riley(Done
From the lobby of the theater Riley snickered to herself.
“Oh Emmy…it’s so easy to push those buttons of yours.” she smiled at the increasingly irritated string of replies she’d managed to provoke from Emily, it had been too easy to track her down to the theater once Emily had purchased a ticket for the movie online and it had auto posted the ticket and theater information on her facebook page.
She’d shown up to the theater and picked a quiet corner in the lobby to sit, sending her text messages every five minutes or so, Riley was going to try her damnedest to ensure that Emily didn’t get the chance to enjoy her movie, especially when they could have had their meeting so much earlier.
“Uh excuse me miss? Can I see your ticket please?” a nervous theater worker asked, she’d watched him out of the corner of her eye for the last ten minutes working up the courage to come over and speak to her, she looked him up and down and wasn’t impressed, standing up she stuck her chest out so her breasts pressed up against her already tight shirt, she’d chosen not to wear a bra that night because hey, free the nipple right?
“Oh I’m so sorry” she purred, pressing up against the young man, “See I don’t have a ticket, I’m waiting to surprise my girlfriend when she comes out of the theater!” she replied with an airy little giggle, “We haven’t seen each other in a few weeks and i’m…” she leaned forward whispering in his ear, “I’m a little pent up…” she pulled back and admired the shade of red his face was turning as his young mind worked overtime to fill in the blanks, “You don’t mind if I stay here do you? I’ll be very very quiet I promise” she said, batting her eyes at him.
“O-Okay!” He squeaked in reply and went back behind the counter where the popcorn machine was.
“Nobody calls me Emmy but Eric!” Emily replied as she shoved her phone into her purse and stormed out of the movie theatre. She headed into the ladies room and slammed the stall door closed out of frustration. Her day had been going fine until she got a text message from Buster that had obviously been meant for Riley and not her. That fucked up her day enough as it was but, she had gone to the movies as a way to get away from everything for a couple of hours but Riley would not leave her alone! How the hell had the bitch gotten a hold of her cell phone number anyways?
Flushing the toilet and buttoning up her jeans, Emily pressed her head against the cool metal of the stall door for a moment and then took a deep breath and stepped out of the stall to wash her hands. When she was finished, she looked up into the mirror to reapply her lipstick and saw Riley standing there.
“You! What the hell do you want?” Emily asked as she spun around to look at Riley.
Riley looked Emily up and down, walking around her with an appraising look in her eyes, she wasn’t quite sure what Buster saw in Emily, surely there was nothing this virginal little choir girl could give him that Riley couldn’t! Licking her lips she decided to have some fun.
“Well Emmy, I don’t like to be kept waiting…and when a girl wants something she does everything in her power to get it.” she said eyeing Emily and admiring the curve of her backside, “See I think that’s one of the things Buster admires about me, I don’t believe in bullshit, no pussyfooting around, no hiding my emotions…I see it…I want it…I take it!” she said moving closer until she was in Emily’s personal space and Emily was backed up against the sink, she saw Emily raise a hand to push her back, and then saw the blush in Emily’s cheeks when she realized Riley wasn’t wearing a bra, her hand faltered and fluttered back to her side.
“Feel free to touch them Emmy, by all means I wouldn’t mind one bit. I’d actually quite like it if you did touch my breasts.”
“No thanks Riley, you are not my type by any means and I want to get back to the movie.”
“What, I’m not good enough for little miss goody two shoes?”
“ No you’re not Riley! Far from it now get out of my personal space,”
Emily said as she took a step forward from the sink and shot daggers at Riley with her eyes. Emily could feel her temper rising and she just wanted to go back and sit down in the theatre.
“I’m not good enough? Why does that not surprise me? However you’re good enough for Buster though right? Oh damn but Buster’s with me now! Well how about a proposition then Emily? We could share Buster if you’d like to!”
“You are sick Riley!”
“Oh my god you’re such a Virgin Emmy! Look at you, you're blushing!” Riley laughed, “Oh Emmy, have you ever been with a man before? Do you know which hole it goes in?” Riley giggled, then leaning she whispered into Emily’s ear, “Spoiler…it can go in either.”
She watched Emily’s eyes go wide and decided she was enjoying pushing her buttons in person more than she did over the phone, “But let me entertain this notion of yours, I’m sick? No Emmy, I'm free! I’m free in a way that could never be, You’re the one who’s sick, afraid to take chances, You’ve had two men in the palm of your hand, free to do whatever you want with them and you’ve worked yourself into a frothing bout of anxiety with no release in sight!”
Looking Emily up and down she smiled, “I could give you that release you know, give me one night Emily…oh the things I would do to you little girl,” she said licking her lips and moving a little closer pushing her breast up against Emily’s arm ever so slightly, “No one would have to know, it would be our little secret,” she whispered in Emily’s ear, her breath hot on emily’s neck. (DOne
“Like I’m going to answer that you bitch!” Emily replied as she glared at Riley.
The hair on Emily’s arm stood up on end as Riley pressed her chest against her arm. She swallowed hard as she pictured what a night with Riley might actually be like and she shook her head no and pushed the thoughts out of her head.
“So you are a virgin! No wonder Buster decided he wanted me over you. You should have seen him Emily, after the show I rode Buster like a bronco and left bite marks and scratches to prove it! Oh did that shock you Emily? Buster and I have had sex several times now, he’ll never want to go back to your bland vanilla girl next door type of shtick. Buster likes it rough and hard, something I doubt you could handle.”
“You know nothing about me Riley, absolutely nothing!”
“I know everything about you Emmy, and do you know why? Because you’re so predictable! There’s so little to know about you, you’re a sexaly frustrated virgin who’s had two men in the palm of her hands for months now and has too much of a conscience to get laid! You’ve helped both of them get title shots and taken nothing for yourself when you could demand both of them “Pay the bill for your services”, are you letting yourself be used? Because that’s what’s really going on here Emily!” reaching down she took Emily’s hand in her own.
“You’ve got one of the biggest fucking matches you’ve ever been in and I can see it in your eyes that you don’t think you have a chance! Buster wants me but YOU need me Emily, you NEED a strong female influence in your life to show you how to take what you want, you don’t need love and support and your cast of enablers that give you no confidence! You need to woman the fuck up and start taking what you want!”
Riley leans in closer till her face is inches from Emily’s, Riley can feel her heart racing and she’s willing to bet Emily’s is racing a mile a minute as she tries to process Riley’s words, not entirely sure how it’s going to play out Riley goes for the kill anyway, taking Emily’s hand she puts it on her breast, she can tell by the little gasp that spills from Emily’s lips she’s caught off guard.
“If I’m wrong about anything I just said, and If you don’t like where your hand is right now then push me away and slap me in the face, but if I am right like I know i’m right Emily, and you want release, and you want to take control, and you want to stop feeling so damn confused, then lean in and kiss me…Because I know you want to.”
She doesn’t truly know what Emily wants, she half expects a slap that will make her head ring, she knows Emily is physical enough to kick her ass and she could wind up in the hospital for this stunt, but she keeps Emily’s hand pinned to her breast regardless waiting for whatever is going to come next, good or bad.
Emily looked Riley in the face and then down to Riley’s chest where her hand was being pressed. She was confused and tired of being torn between two men who she wasn’t sure either of them really wanted her or not. ((Don’t do it, you’ll just be proving Riley right…)) She thought to herself as she hoped nobody came in to interrupt them. Her brain was firing over time and before Emily realized what she was doing, she stepped forward and pressed her lips to Riley’s.
~End Scene~
Off camera.
Emily found Eric in the kitchen making lunch as she came upstairs from a video conference call with her dad who was overseas at the moment.
“Whatcha making?” Emily asked as she gave Eric a one armed hug as she stood next to him.
“Roast beef sandwiches with mayo and honey mustard with harvest cheddar sun chips and Pepsi,” Eric replied as he hugged her back and kissed the top of her head.
“Sounds wonderful Eric, shall we sit outside on the deck?” She asked.
“Sure thing Emily, you grab the pop and I’ll grab the plates,” Eric replied as he grabbed both plates and stepped out the french doors that led to the deck and the swimming pool.
“I’ve come to a decision about Duncan.”
“You have?”
“Yes, I’ve decided that I’m tired of being pushed away and that for my own well being I need to make things about me for a change. Like you pointed out before, I’m always helping others. This has been playing emotional and mental havoc on my heart and my mind and I’m tired of feeling this way.”
“What about Buster?” Eric asked as he took a bite of his sandwich.
“I’ll be a friend to Buster if he wants but that’s it for now. He’s got Riley for a girlfriend,” Emily replied with open resentment in her voice.
“Good for you Emily, you’ve made an important decision that’s going to impact your future and I’m proud of you,” He replied as they toasted their Pepsi bottles together.
“What do you have planned for today?” Emily asked as she took another bite of her sandwich.
“I have to go into True Freeze and do some paperwork for the business end of things.”
“Let's do take out tonight!” Emily suggested.
“I was hoping you would suggest that Emmy,” Eric replied as he pushed his empty plate back from the table and grinned at her.
“What are you grinning at me like that for?” Emily asked.
“Because you’re my best friend and I’m glad you’re in my life.”
“Me too Eric, me too!” Emily said as she laid a hand on Eric’s arm.
Emily and Eric spent the next hour sitting outside and talking about Emily’s wrestling career and Eric’s career with True Freeze kickboxing academy.
“Since we had Buster in at the academy, I’ve had another twenty some students sign up. I’m totally stoked!”
“I’m glad I could help with the teaching at the academy,” Emily replied as she folded her arms in front of herself and rested them on the table.
“You’ve been a real lifesaver Emmy! I may have to look at hiring a couple of new instructors at this rate!” Eric exclaimed as he finished off his pop.
“Always happy to help Eric, you’ve been there for me so I want to be there for you too. I’ve been trying to think of new ways that I could improve my life and aside from concentrating on my career I’m not sure. I’d love to have a title, I mean who wouldn’t but is that the be all and end all of all things?”
“I guess it depends on how you look at things Emily, if you want to focus on winning a title then by all means you should but, you’d need to decide on which one.”
“That’s why this 9 person ladder match is so important, I can challenge for any title at any time. I’m excited about the possibilities but I’m a little scared too. Sure I’ve held a title here and there like in Redemption but this feels bigger, know what I mean? There are some top names in there, like Chelsea Skye, last week we were partners, now this week we are opponents. A couple I’m not too familiar with as I haven’t seen them wrestle…”
~A days later at a local movie theatre not far from the arena where DOOM is beind held in Baltimore Maryland~
Off camera.
Emily rolls her eyes as her cell phone vibrates in her purse again, she ignores it for a few more minutes until it rings again and Emily finally gives in and pulls the blasted cell phone out and checks her messages. ((Son of a bitch)) She hisses under her breath as she sees multiple texts from one Riley Heart. She was pissed off enough when she got a text message earlier in the afternoon from Buster that was obviously meant for Riley. It felt like a kick in the gut and she had decided to come out to a movie that would hopefully take her mind off of things.
“Leave me alone Riley, I’m busy and I really don’t want to talk with you.” Emily texted back.
She was glad she had chosen a seat in the middle of the theatre at the end of the aisle so she could text without bothering other people. Less than a minute later, yet another text comes through from Riley(Done
From the lobby of the theater Riley snickered to herself.
“Oh Emmy…it’s so easy to push those buttons of yours.” she smiled at the increasingly irritated string of replies she’d managed to provoke from Emily, it had been too easy to track her down to the theater once Emily had purchased a ticket for the movie online and it had auto posted the ticket and theater information on her facebook page.
She’d shown up to the theater and picked a quiet corner in the lobby to sit, sending her text messages every five minutes or so, Riley was going to try her damnedest to ensure that Emily didn’t get the chance to enjoy her movie, especially when they could have had their meeting so much earlier.
“Uh excuse me miss? Can I see your ticket please?” a nervous theater worker asked, she’d watched him out of the corner of her eye for the last ten minutes working up the courage to come over and speak to her, she looked him up and down and wasn’t impressed, standing up she stuck her chest out so her breasts pressed up against her already tight shirt, she’d chosen not to wear a bra that night because hey, free the nipple right?
“Oh I’m so sorry” she purred, pressing up against the young man, “See I don’t have a ticket, I’m waiting to surprise my girlfriend when she comes out of the theater!” she replied with an airy little giggle, “We haven’t seen each other in a few weeks and i’m…” she leaned forward whispering in his ear, “I’m a little pent up…” she pulled back and admired the shade of red his face was turning as his young mind worked overtime to fill in the blanks, “You don’t mind if I stay here do you? I’ll be very very quiet I promise” she said, batting her eyes at him.
“O-Okay!” He squeaked in reply and went back behind the counter where the popcorn machine was.
“Nobody calls me Emmy but Eric!” Emily replied as she shoved her phone into her purse and stormed out of the movie theatre. She headed into the ladies room and slammed the stall door closed out of frustration. Her day had been going fine until she got a text message from Buster that had obviously been meant for Riley and not her. That fucked up her day enough as it was but, she had gone to the movies as a way to get away from everything for a couple of hours but Riley would not leave her alone! How the hell had the bitch gotten a hold of her cell phone number anyways?
Flushing the toilet and buttoning up her jeans, Emily pressed her head against the cool metal of the stall door for a moment and then took a deep breath and stepped out of the stall to wash her hands. When she was finished, she looked up into the mirror to reapply her lipstick and saw Riley standing there.
“You! What the hell do you want?” Emily asked as she spun around to look at Riley.
Riley looked Emily up and down, walking around her with an appraising look in her eyes, she wasn’t quite sure what Buster saw in Emily, surely there was nothing this virginal little choir girl could give him that Riley couldn’t! Licking her lips she decided to have some fun.
“Well Emmy, I don’t like to be kept waiting…and when a girl wants something she does everything in her power to get it.” she said eyeing Emily and admiring the curve of her backside, “See I think that’s one of the things Buster admires about me, I don’t believe in bullshit, no pussyfooting around, no hiding my emotions…I see it…I want it…I take it!” she said moving closer until she was in Emily’s personal space and Emily was backed up against the sink, she saw Emily raise a hand to push her back, and then saw the blush in Emily’s cheeks when she realized Riley wasn’t wearing a bra, her hand faltered and fluttered back to her side.
“Feel free to touch them Emmy, by all means I wouldn’t mind one bit. I’d actually quite like it if you did touch my breasts.”
“No thanks Riley, you are not my type by any means and I want to get back to the movie.”
“What, I’m not good enough for little miss goody two shoes?”
“ No you’re not Riley! Far from it now get out of my personal space,”
Emily said as she took a step forward from the sink and shot daggers at Riley with her eyes. Emily could feel her temper rising and she just wanted to go back and sit down in the theatre.
“I’m not good enough? Why does that not surprise me? However you’re good enough for Buster though right? Oh damn but Buster’s with me now! Well how about a proposition then Emily? We could share Buster if you’d like to!”
“You are sick Riley!”
“Oh my god you’re such a Virgin Emmy! Look at you, you're blushing!” Riley laughed, “Oh Emmy, have you ever been with a man before? Do you know which hole it goes in?” Riley giggled, then leaning she whispered into Emily’s ear, “Spoiler…it can go in either.”
She watched Emily’s eyes go wide and decided she was enjoying pushing her buttons in person more than she did over the phone, “But let me entertain this notion of yours, I’m sick? No Emmy, I'm free! I’m free in a way that could never be, You’re the one who’s sick, afraid to take chances, You’ve had two men in the palm of your hand, free to do whatever you want with them and you’ve worked yourself into a frothing bout of anxiety with no release in sight!”
Looking Emily up and down she smiled, “I could give you that release you know, give me one night Emily…oh the things I would do to you little girl,” she said licking her lips and moving a little closer pushing her breast up against Emily’s arm ever so slightly, “No one would have to know, it would be our little secret,” she whispered in Emily’s ear, her breath hot on emily’s neck. (DOne
“Like I’m going to answer that you bitch!” Emily replied as she glared at Riley.
The hair on Emily’s arm stood up on end as Riley pressed her chest against her arm. She swallowed hard as she pictured what a night with Riley might actually be like and she shook her head no and pushed the thoughts out of her head.
“So you are a virgin! No wonder Buster decided he wanted me over you. You should have seen him Emily, after the show I rode Buster like a bronco and left bite marks and scratches to prove it! Oh did that shock you Emily? Buster and I have had sex several times now, he’ll never want to go back to your bland vanilla girl next door type of shtick. Buster likes it rough and hard, something I doubt you could handle.”
“You know nothing about me Riley, absolutely nothing!”
“I know everything about you Emmy, and do you know why? Because you’re so predictable! There’s so little to know about you, you’re a sexaly frustrated virgin who’s had two men in the palm of her hands for months now and has too much of a conscience to get laid! You’ve helped both of them get title shots and taken nothing for yourself when you could demand both of them “Pay the bill for your services”, are you letting yourself be used? Because that’s what’s really going on here Emily!” reaching down she took Emily’s hand in her own.
“You’ve got one of the biggest fucking matches you’ve ever been in and I can see it in your eyes that you don’t think you have a chance! Buster wants me but YOU need me Emily, you NEED a strong female influence in your life to show you how to take what you want, you don’t need love and support and your cast of enablers that give you no confidence! You need to woman the fuck up and start taking what you want!”
Riley leans in closer till her face is inches from Emily’s, Riley can feel her heart racing and she’s willing to bet Emily’s is racing a mile a minute as she tries to process Riley’s words, not entirely sure how it’s going to play out Riley goes for the kill anyway, taking Emily’s hand she puts it on her breast, she can tell by the little gasp that spills from Emily’s lips she’s caught off guard.
“If I’m wrong about anything I just said, and If you don’t like where your hand is right now then push me away and slap me in the face, but if I am right like I know i’m right Emily, and you want release, and you want to take control, and you want to stop feeling so damn confused, then lean in and kiss me…Because I know you want to.”
She doesn’t truly know what Emily wants, she half expects a slap that will make her head ring, she knows Emily is physical enough to kick her ass and she could wind up in the hospital for this stunt, but she keeps Emily’s hand pinned to her breast regardless waiting for whatever is going to come next, good or bad.
Emily looked Riley in the face and then down to Riley’s chest where her hand was being pressed. She was confused and tired of being torn between two men who she wasn’t sure either of them really wanted her or not. ((Don’t do it, you’ll just be proving Riley right…)) She thought to herself as she hoped nobody came in to interrupt them. Her brain was firing over time and before Emily realized what she was doing, she stepped forward and pressed her lips to Riley’s.
~End Scene~
