Post by MasterEvil on Jun 21, 2011 18:43:39 GMT
Scene One: A New Era Begins At Grindhouse, Grindhouse Equals International Title Dream's Over
Date: Saturday, 24th April 2010
Time: 10:15 PM
In a WWH arena of Toronto Ontario Canada is a weekly WWH house show. The fans were enjoying what they were seeing but now the main event is over they are ready to leave. Yet suddenly a dark green number ten has appeared on the titiantron and slowly started to count down all the way to one before disappearing off the titiantron. All of the sudden "It's a Lie" by Fozzy erupted through the PA System and Chris Middley, in his dark green hoodie and black pants, appeared on the stage. The fans were very loud and mixed in their opinion of the male who didn't even bother to look at them. Chris then went around the ring before grabbing the microphone off the announcer and rolled under the bottom ropes. When Middley was in the middle of the ring he kneeled up before pointing the microphone in the air. This got an extremely loud mixed reaction out of the fans but then Chris stood up and held the microphone by his lips.
CMiddley: Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, full time fans and first timers...welcome to the Nightmare Kingdom. You can choose to rather keep seated during your audition with the Prince of Fear or exit the kingdom. Just be very aware that if you leave the audition then I'll just have a private audition in the bedroom with all of your mothers, one at a time. So...anyway...welcome to the Nightmare Kingdom!!!
Chris got a lot more boos then cheers yet the male didn’t mind as he stood up and got on the top turnbuckle before raising the microphone in the air. This got both cheers and boos, from the audience, then Chris jumped off the turnbuckle and without saying a word he points at the titiantron. The titiantron then showed the Grindhouse poster. After a couple of silent seconds the male held the microphone below his lips.
CMiddley: Everyone knows that this year’s Grindhouse is taking place in this arena on the second of May. And everyone knows that Kameron Copeland will defend his International Championship in a delighting Barbwire Tables match. If you watched last Showdown then you would have spotted out that Owen Davis has lost his rights has the number one contender meaning that Copeland has no one to defend his title against. But what you, Kameron, the Murder City Saint Killers, the fans watching WWH at home doesn’t know is the question who is replacing Owen Davis? Lets look at some of the possibilities. Ash Dubois? Na he quit a while ago. Straty? Nope, I ended both his undefeated streak and his career. Twin K? no way! He’s always too busy trying to do to The Rock what lions do to lionesses. Spirit Fire? She has the talent, I guess, but she’s too busy trying to fuck a gayman then give a cowboy a blowjob while begging John Baron to ram his tiny ding-a-ling up her candyass. Mickey whatever his last name is? He doesn’t look nor acts like a worthy contender. Charliedoll? No matter how discriminating this might sound if he became International Champion WWH might end up being force to pose for Playgirl while having men thinking we’re all prostitutes. G-Spot? If he gets another shot so quickly then that definitely prove how bias this company is and I doubt anyone wants to see them two fighting each other for the International Championship, for the hundredth time or so. Some new guy called Yob SODDUTH? I rather eat my own shit then hearing seeing him with gold. Adrian Hart…no fucking chance in hell, he is too old, too overrated, too worthless, too troublesome, too lazy to make his opponents look good, too stupid, too flirtatious toward any woman he wants hump, too costly, too unpopular with more then half of WWH and too egotistical to care about others. What about his wife? Brooklyn Glamorous Hart? She’s more hopeless and unreliable then said on the tin. What you people need is a new name on WWH championship gold. Not some Twin K, not some Jason Krow, not some Amanda Cortez, not some Rose Cortez, not some Kameron Copeland, not some Jonny V, G-Spot, Ash Dubois, Chase Harper, Devin Copeland, Melina Perez…that is the old boring days of I like you, hate you era. It is time for a new era. An era of throwing the script out of the window. An era of saying what your heart feels. An era of taking no prisoners, taking no names, ass kicking and beating the crap out of anyone in front of you. This era will begin at grind house when Owen’s replacement end the dismissal championship reign of the buzz cut haired, robotic voiced, ego driven, dull attitude Kameron Copeland. But now the question is who is that very replacement you ask? I’ll give ALL of you the answer.
Middley seem to be on a roll with his word since the fans are both chanting “who?” cheering him and booing him. The crowd were getting electrified by his words and Chris knew this. What better thing to do now the giving them the answer the Canadians so crazily crave like a shark who smelt blood in the water?
CMiddley: That man will need to entice you, delight you, excite you, entertain you, talk for miles and walk five times longer, give you higher highs then drugs, give you lower lows then a funeral, strap your seat belts on and take to the very top of the highest peak anywhere where you all have only one place to do. That man is the replacement and that man has been calling himself the future INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION OF THE WOOORLD!!! For god knows how long. That man is me….CHRIS MIDDLEY!!!
The fans, who were originally booing the hell out of him, is now chanting his name and cheering for him. There were still some boos but nearly 95 percent of the people are cheering him on and on. Chris know now that maybe in Canada people actually like him.
CMiddley: I know you all are going to cheer Kameron Copeland then because you are doing what American WWH fans need to learn to do in cheering on your own country man. Yet that won’t stop of from entering this very ring as the Gatekeeper of Dreams and Nightmares then exiting this arena, through all of you people, as the ring announcer say; “your winner and new International Champion…Chris Middley!!!” I know that is my destiny at Grindhouse. And why you all ask? I’ll tell you why.
Chris then went to the corner and sat down, with his back against the bottom turnbuckle, before continuing to speak on.
CMiddley: Everyone has a dream, an impossible dream, like a holy grail. No matter how foolish its seen as in the eyes of other people. My dream was to have a family to call my own yet that was stolen from me by society. Other people have dreams that are completely different like holding a world championship belt over your head, winning money in the bank, have number two while still winning the Royale Rumble, finding treasure and people even dream of the ideal sexual experience. But what if someone has enough of a sad dream, a hopeless dream, a depressing dream, a suicidal dream, a mad dream, a bizarre dream, a crazy dream, a dream created by and into madness all at the same time? That one man would never see, hear, smell, taste, love, breath and move into sanity. Instead that man will see into dreams and end them right at the moment of glory. Yet again the man I’m talking about is me, Chris Middley, and I have ended a couple of dreams already. Lena Katina dreamed of being a mega star in music and with that dream she joined WWH to help that yet what happened at Wrestlemania VI? I ended her WWH career meaning no more world-wide enticement, no more millions of millions of fans attracted to Katina, the Russian has gone to obscurity where that slut belongs with her DREAM’S OVER! Then lets look at Straty. At Wrestlemania VI he defeated an impressive looking Killer in some kind of street fight while having an undefeated streak going. Straty was part of Future Shock who had a tag team title shot at Grindhouse against LAX. He dreamed of being WWH Champion and what happened he faced me? I defeated him in under thirty seconds, I ended Straty’s undefeated streak, I ended Straty’s career, no tag team title shot and his WWH Championship DREAM’S OVER! I’m not one hundred percent sure what Kameron Copeland’s dreams are but I am sure one of them is to hold that International title longer then anyone in history of WWH. But I am more then honoured to announce to you Kameron that in your own home country your International Championship Dream’s…OVER!!! NOTHING MORE, NOTHING LESS! THIS AUDITION IS OVER!!!
After shouting those last few words Chris Middley stood up and lobbed the microphone into the front row of the crowd and a little girl, somewhere about five years old, somehow manage to catch it. Middley’s theme blurs into the arena again has the male rolled under the ropes the went up to this little girl. He then asked her to be in the ring with him. The young child nodded and Chris picked her up and got her over the barrier before placing her on the appron. She entered the ring while Chris slid into the ring. He then laid down in the middle of the ring and told her to sat on his chest so she did then the camera came out and they both smiled. After five or so pictures taken like this from five different angles the child got off Chris and he helped her out the ring before giving her back to her family. Middley then pulled an official Chris Middley cap, which was suppose to be on sale tomorrow, and place it in her hands before walking up the ramp by himself. The girl, with both cap and microphone in hand, and her family exited the building with the entire audience who then made there way home. Meanwhile Chris entered the curtains to the back where he went to his locker room. He opened the door and entered the room before shutting that very same door behind him. The male then sat down and switched the laptop on before going on the same website he always use to find information about his opponents yet strangely he didn’t check for Kameron Copeland yet instead checked on Morrigan McGinn.
CMiddley: What if I do win the International Championship? would Morrigan still accept me as a member of Twisted Chaos? We never seem to have the time to speak or even communicate together. Lately McGinn hasn’t been worthy of the success that I hope she would get. At least I’m still the only male member of them, while being also the only member that ain’t on BWA…
After thinking about Twisted Chaos Middley chose to check information about his first friend in WWH, The Fizz.
CMiddley: At least the Fizz and James are happy together. Toseland Family…The Toseland Family…I swear they should use the Adams family theme. Would be different yet…they need three kids, two boys and one girl, a giant hairball, a stiff who they all can relay on, an over the top friendly uncle, a nutty granny or was it aunt? What the fuck am I talking about? I need to be more social able in life…
As soon as those words left his mouth Middley switched off his laptop before putting it away. The male then packed some of his stuff into one locker before exiting his private locker room. After doing that Chris wandered nearly aimlessly and tiredly to the car park where his silver and blue BMW M3 GTR was waiting for him. After unlocking the car Chris entered it and decided to sleep in his car in the parking lot. The one thing he hasn’t done ever since being kicked out of his old house by Lena Katina.
Scene Two: I Don’t Seek Sympathy Or Empathy
Date: 29th Thursday April 2010
Time: 5:15 PM
Staring directly at the official WWH Grindhouse poster, in his locker room, is Chris Middley. His eyes seem to be completely focused on that poster, nothing else. The male's gaze seem to be full of nothing but intensity. Chris need that the cameras were recording this so he turned his head, quicker then anything before, to look squarely at the camera. His hazel eyes seem to have made the guy holding a camera to shiver in fear. The next thing Middley said did both surprise the cameraman and since a cold feeling down his spine.
CMiddley: Do you have someone in love with you? If so then I suggest you have that shiny camera close to my face or else I will defy the laws of physics. When I shine that very camera and take it so far down your throat that you have shit down a toilet every damn minute just to get half way to having your camera wires back...so come here now!
The fool with the camera didn't take any second chances and came to Chris before zooming in so that he face would be on the film, nothing else. Middley now has a smile on his face which did baffle the cameraman.
CMiddley: You know what? I actually feel happy about a possibility. But which one? The possibility of killing another career, no, the possibility of me dominating another pay per view match, no, the possibility of me ever getting a girl that actually won’t leave me, hell no. So which possibility am I please about you ask? I’ll tell you. The possibility I feel happy about is the common fact that WHEN I defeat the self proclaimed ‘Career Killer’ I, the Prince of Fear, will become the current INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION OF THE WOOORLD! I have been all around the globe and won many thing during that adventure and now I finally see it. After all of the pains of a broken heart, after all the torment of jackasses like Owen Davis, after all the tragedies like my father’s funeral, after all the grief from the pressure I self inflict, after every single day hurting my own being…I finally see that the International Title is mine. I DESERVE that championship belt around my waist. Ash thought he deserved it yet walked out the company after failing to win contendership. Owen thought he was the rightful contender yet after no-showing a couple of Showdowns he was rightfully stripped of his, undeserved, contendership. Now I have been chosen as a reserve contender because they think that I am not much of a challenge. Those same people said that Stratos would be a champion by now yet what happened? I ended his career here, in WWH. Yet they still undermine me. As if I was just like all those losers who can’t wrestle when there lives are on the line. The board already made a number one contendership match to Tentz and Mickey, whatever the fuck his last name is, for a shot at Kameron’s…no…my championship. All I can say to those losers is I wish you both the best of luck since I know that no matter who the hell is the new contender I will be the International Champion for a LONG time! All I care Kameron Copeland can whine, cry, complain, plead, beg, demand, threat, party spoil and send as many letters as you like but I am not G-Spot or the WWH board. After I take your title you will have to be at the back of the fucking queue for the championship since I don’t give title shots to people who don’t rightfully deserve it. You can pretend you have infinite automatic rematch clauses all you like but when Kam Kam plays by the rules, and wins a number contender match, he will never EVER have a rematch against me.
Chris Middley’s expression suddenly changed from a smile into a pissed off glare.
CMiddley: What will you do, Kam Kam? When I end your International Championship reign? Do you run and hide? Or face the truth of the new era of wrestling? I personally request if you got any brain cells then use them. This is a Barbwire Tables Match, not some hypsometric hippy humping match. Bodies will be cut, bruised, bloodied up, broken and ravished in minutes…not days, not hours, minutes. Power and unpredictability my arse. This match was made to torture people yet I can look into your eyes Copeland when I say I tougher then you. I know it, the fans know it, your mom knows it, your dad knows it, your grandparents know it, everyone on this stinking globe knows it and even you know it Kam Kam. I am tougher then you. You have been in a steel cage match at Wrestlemania, so what? At the Royale Rumble I was in a Bamboo Cage Match, at Wrestlemania VI I was in a Hell in a Cell Match, now at Grindhouse we are put against each other in a Barbwire Tables Match. I know all of you are watching this so look into my eyes…do I look like a man with anything to lose? I’ve killed careers before they were about to blossom. I have excited, delighted, enticed, entertained, amused, amazed our fans. I also gave the rejective, the hopeless, the unconfident, the lonely, the depressed, the heartless and the paranoid a new sense of hope, prosperity, light, delight, joy, love, bravery, friendship, intelligence and trust. I don’t know why but I felt like a saviour of all the people looked down by society. Maybe the new era ain’t just about wrestling, maybe this era could also save the suicidal from feeling all alone.
Middley now got out his laptop and placed it on his lap before opening it up and switching it on. Chris then went to that give information about everybody in the history of wrestling. After getting on the site the male looked gazed and confusing at the camera. Now his expression has changed, yet again, into a blank emotionless one.
CMiddley: I do admit I don’t know who I am at times but I am more proud of being that then being some hero. I am no superhero, I am no super-villain either, I am the anti-hero that WWH love to hate. Sometimes in the morning I feel like the living dead because I have no sunlight shining no my heart. People say love and friendship makes the world go round yet if everyone feels like me this globe would turn flat and become a rectangular plate without any form of movement. Why is this? No one likes me. Text messages from my, suppose to be friends, none existence…last time I talked with any of them…Fizz and James’ wedding party. Hell the only reason I came was because The Fizz is my first friend in this company. Being married, perfect love, multiple friends and a championship belt…I admit I envy her yet I also admit that The Fizz deserves all of that. I deserved what I have…nothing. Morrigan McGinn has a perfect lover, many friends and great composure…I envy her as well. I see it as a very sad thing that I envy my two friends…my only friends here. I don’t seek sympathy or empathy. I don’t want your pity or your mercy. All I ask for is to be wished ‘good luck’ by the people claiming to be my friends…I find it both sad and probably depressing that this year’s Grindhouse is at Toronto Ontario Canada. This very day six years ago I promised my brother that I will take him to watch me wrestle in Toronto and I knew he would have been very proud of, even if I lose, yet now…after my father died, my step-mother has put a restraining order against me. All I want right now is my baby brother to be proud of his older brother and now he’ll never even know what it is like to be in a wonderful place like Toronto.
A tear slowly slipped out of his left eye and even more slowly come down Middley’s face. Suddenly Chris placed his hand over the tear and wiped it off.
CMiddley: Once too many times I have been named feeling less, unemotional, dysfunctional and heartless by critics. All they do is look at what I’ve done not seen how I feel. When I attacked Jeremy Borash I was instantly pointed out as the bad guy, the bully, the tormentor or even overemotional. Yet what they haven’t see is that I felt love for one Ashton Styles but then she left me without saying goodbye all because she was shaved bold. What she failed to realise is that beauty is truly who you on the inside, not just what you look like. Look at me, I am two hundred and seventy-five pounds while having less hair then Steve Austin yet my personality, when you get to know when you actually try to know me, is good enough to be an alright friend. Yet today society disconnects the, what they call, ugly from everyone else. Society disconnects anyone from anything for next to no reason at all. Was it destiny that I have this title shot on May 2nd? Because people know that the very next day is May Day, which is very special in my view, could I enter May Day as International Champion? No…
When he said ‘no’ the cameraman was surprised since he is thinking that now Chris Middley is doubting his own abilities. Yet this surprisement was cut short when Chris started to laugh in a sinister fashion.
CMiddley: I know I will enter Grindhouse as the last resort of challenger and leave Grindhouse the new International Champion. I gave up too much blood, too much sweat, too much tears not to hold that championship around me waist…I deserve to be announced the new INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION OF THE WOORLD! CHRIS MIDDLEY!!! And why I deserve to be that you foolishly ask? The answer is the most simple part of this promo. The is answer is because I am me, only me, and nothing else but me. I see that as the “Gatekeeper of Dreams and Nightmares” I will have to pull out either my dream or my failure. As the “Prince of Fear” I have to defend the pride of the Nightmare Kingdom. Kam Kam! At Grindhouse you will become proof of why I am everyone’s “Reason to Fear”. I know you might not know much about how I feel Kam Kam but Grindhouse will also be my Day of Reckoning and Night of Salutations and Time of Your Damnation Copeland. For too long you have been put in the International Title picture every single day but WWH had made a massive mistake in naming me the challenger since I know that I am “the One Man” who will KILL your grip on that very belt that I will hoist proudly, boldly and awesomely above my head as your fellow Canadians can cheer or boo me since I don’t give a shit about receptions.
Chris then switched off his laptop, without even paying a single notice to it, before putting the laptop away and stood up. This caused the lens on the camera to zoom out to see the whole of him.
CMiddley: No more defiance, no more being denied, no more rejection, no more secrets behind my back, no more lies about people actually liking me and no more fake friendships. At Grindhouse I will not be denied my finest hour, when I battle Kameron Copeland for the International Championship, I won’t be held down by the waves of WWH expectants against me, I shall be cast aside because Grindhouse…that day is mine. Because this passion inside is burning, is burning, this passion will not stop burning until I prove that day is mine and mine alone.
After saying that Chris motioned toward the door.
CMiddley: Nothing more, nothing less, this promo is over.
So the cameraman exited Chris Middley’s locker room before stopping his camera from recording more. Meanwhile Middley instantly shut and grabbed the remote to his own television monitor. He then switched on the monitor which showed highlight of pervious wrestling mega events that happened in Toronto, Ontario, Canada.
Scene Three: From Friends To Relationship, What The Fuck!?!
Date: Saturday 1st May 2010
Time: 3:16 PM
Standing by himself, looking into a mirror in his locker room, is Chris Middley. He seem to be at inner peace for once in his life. The male is wearing a pair of black jeans with a black shirt. Chris has spent that last few weeks off the screen since he was trying to find somewhere to have peace with himself. Yet after last Showdown Chris filed a complaint to WWH about who is the new number one contender for the International Championship. Little did the male know that this caused the WWH to put him in the contendership spot. Middley originally planned to chase the title after Grindhouse yet now he has the chance of leaving Grindhouse with the championship he so dearly wants to call his own. His door was slowly opening and the male instantly noticed.
CMiddley: If this is Jeremy Borash I really hope we can start this with a blank sheet.
JFP: That would be a great thing if it wasn’t me who was coming in.
Judy then entered the room and shut the door behind her before walking up to Chris. The twenty one year old blonde is wearing her refereeing clothes, even though JFP has complained multiple times about it is too tight. Judy then sat down on the bench and looked down at the floor. Middley could tell that she isn’t alright since the female would be more cheerful and sat next to her.
CMiddley: What’s wrong Judy?
JFP: Nothing…okay, I am just bothered about what Sayge Jemson’s bodyguard said on last BWA. She thinks I am not cut out to be a referee…at Wrestlemania VI I nearly broke a conduct that states that referees are suppose to be fair…do you think I am cut out for what I am doing? Please be honest Chris.
CMiddley: Okay I'll be honest no matter how much it might hurt me. I am sorry but...at Wrestlemania VI I was extremely disappointed in you for putting your hands on my opponent that I really wanted to defeat by myself. While if you let comments from other people cloud your mind then you are nowhere near cut out to be a professional referee in the business.
Middley realised that he was inadvertedly made tears to slowly flow down Judy's face. This seem to have unlocked the gates to a soft, more caring side of Chris that not even he knew he had. Chris suddenly grasped JFP in a hug. His grip was tight yet comforting on the blonde, his left hand started to wipe the tears off JFP's face.
CMiddley: Don't cry Judy. I know what I've said is quite mean but I just want to help you in your career. Doubting yourself isn't a good thing. Always keep you face up high no matter how high the pile of problems become. You are way too beautiful to drown in tears.
JFP: Me...beautiful? But I'm too muscular...everyone say stuff like 'hey its muscle girl!' 'run away its the female freak!' 'she's zero percent woman and one hundred percent mal...
CMiddley: You might not be what some bastards call 'the idol woman' but you are the perfect combination of extreme beauty, perfectly powerful and incredibly large amount of intelligences. You are the ideal woman for anyone...even to me.
JFP: Are you saying that you really like like me?
CMiddley: Well, truth be told, I do indeed really like you yet after one horribly wrong relation and a girlfriend who left me four weeks after knowing me...I don't want to be romantically binded to anyone. I am very sorry if that makes you further upset.
Suddenly Jeremy Borash entered the locker room and saw the hug.
Jeremy Borash: If you 'lovebirds' are busy then I better...
CMiddley: Don't you dare leave!
So Borash froze on the spot while Chris let go of the blonde before coming up to him. Middley seem to look like he is intimidating the interviewer before handing him a check.
CMiddley: Sorry about what has happened a few weeks ago JB. I just let my anger over-flow and processed my judgement...but as lovebirds go me and JFP are very great friends, nothing more, nothing less.
Jeremy Borash: Are you sure? There is a bunch of rumours about it...
CMiddley: Rumours? What do you mean rumours...don't answer that. Just leave before my better judgement gets blocked out.
Jeremy knew what Chris Middley's warning meant and made a hasty retreat out of the room. JFP then chose to ask him a question.
JFP: So what makes me a great friend to you?
CMiddley: Well...most women are afraid of braking a nail while you don't accept them as claws. Normally women would screech if there man would choose a car over them yet you prefer to fix cars then making an extremely romantic date. We also have multiple interests which are the same. Until Razor and his lackeys you seem to have a very positive aura that always seem to make me feel incredibly comfort...able...
All of the sudden both Chris and Judy looked into each other's eyes, seeing passion blaze inside them both. They then grasped each other in a special kind of hug. One that Chris never had before. Suddenly their lips collide and locked together, the two tongues manage to play there way into each other's mouths. While there lips were connected they somehow manage to pull each other pants down, revealing Judy's violet panties and Middley's grey boxer shorts. The duo's kiss disperse only so that Chris would take off JFP's top, revealing her violet bra, then the twenty-one year old manage to get his shirt off. Now they both were in only their underwear and came back to a hug while kissing each other. Chris moved his hands to the back of the referee's bra strap yet she didn't complain or say anything as he took off her bra. The next moment was their kiss broken up again yet this time it was because Judy took off her own panties and Chris agreed to take off his boxer shorts. Now the two looked at each other, noticing every single part of their naked figures, before Middley asked one question.
CMiddley: Are you sure about this?
JFP: Just trust me as much as I trust you to fuck me…
So after those words left her lips the two came back to each other. Chris picked her up, in a hug, while they were kissing each other and carried the blonde to the benches. There he gently placed JFP on while still he is now lightly nibbling her left ear and then his left hand slowly slid down to Judy’s bottom while his right hand started to rub her back. JFP never held so weak in her entire life yet the twenty-one year old felt a delightful pleasure from Middley’s hands and it became impossible to understand what the blonde is saying or pleasurably moaning. Chris guessed this meant that the referee is enjoying this so he decided to have his left hand give Judy’s right rear cheek a strong squeeze while his right hand got Judy’s body more closer to him before he start kissing up and down the blonde’s neck. The evitable is coming and coming closer to happening. With his hands still where they were Chris rolled over so Judy could be on top on him while she was deeply kissing him. Middley’s right hand came away from her back and started to feel Judy’s breast and she smiled to this. The evitable is about to happen anytime soon. His groin gun was ready for its first shot in the bank, named JFP’s womanhood, so Chris wrapped his right arm around her waist while his left hand gave Judy’s rear a gently firm swat and this did cause a squeak to come out of her mouth. After realising what she just did a red scarlet appear on JFP’s face and Chris did, quietly, laugh at this yet it didn’t stop him from bringing the female even closer to him. Now the two were so close that their noses were nearly touching each other the evitable happened. His mini gun has inserted itself into her special area, afterward Judy decided to lightly play with Middley’s nibbles. Chris spotted what the referee is doing so his left hand started to rub her rear while the male’s right hand ran through the blonde hair of Judy before they start passionately kissing each other again. This gave Middley’s groin gun enough force to shoot and hell did it fire. Chris now felt a numb feeling in his crotch while JFP felt pleasure as they continued to kiss. After a couple minutes of continuous kissing, rubbing and playing about the duo were laying on the floor, next to each other, with Chris on his back and JFP on her stomach.
CMiddley: How was it?
JFP: You mean fucked up by you. It is a lot better then I expected. I bet you’re quite experienced with this ain’t you?
CMiddley: Well…no.
JFP: You mean to tell me that you were a virgin before fucking me?
CMiddley: Yes…but you were a virgin too, weren’t you?
JFP: Yes I was a virgin but I am only twenty-one so it is excusable yet you are somewhere about tens years older then me. What kind of man willingly becomes a thirty-one year old virgin…
CMiddley: I am here you know, little Judy.
As he said that Chris leaned over and nibbled her ear again while lightly pinching JFP’s bottom with his right hand. Next thing that happened what Chris standing up and put his own clothes back own before helping Judy to her feet.
CMiddley: You might be the only referee, in history, with language issues and the most unladylike woman I‘ve ever seen. But you are so beautifully sweet and just by looking at you makes me feel so turned on.
After saying that the two had yet another hug. This hug was soon dispersed so Judy could put back on her bra and panties. Middley was marvelling how curvy and muscular she is while the blonde put back on her refereeing top.
JFP: Chris…
CMiddley: What is it?
JFP: These pants are quite tight so can you please…
CMiddley: You’re asking me to help you pull your pants up?
JFP: Yes, it is very embarrassing just to ask…
Middley kept quiet as he came in front of Judy and attempted to get the belt line of her pants above her rear. After a short while the dup succeed and Judy felt more relieved.
JFP: Thanks Chris, I was too tired to force these fucking things up by myself.
CMiddley: Your welcome but there is one thing you can do for me. Since you are going to be home before me I like you lay naked on my bed, waiting for me, okay?
JFP: Does this mean we are in a relationship?
CMiddley: What the fuck!?! Now I remember…I kind of broke my own oath haven’t I? I’m willing to brake it many times for you Judy.
JFP: Thanks Chris!
Judy kissed Middley on the lips before exiting his locker room. She then got in the parking lot, where she found a bus stop, and took the bus to North Dakota. Meanwhile Chris Middley started to contemplate what should he do to JFP. Should I start by tickling Judy or seek to see how much can I make her squeal? Suddenly Middley spotted the CCTV camera at the corner ceiling of the room, which had a direct view of the benches, this caused him to face palm himself.
CMiddley: SHIT! I might of turned into a porn star…don’t over-react…maybe the nerd will delete it. Who am I kidding? Those paedophiles never have seen more skin then a leg of any woman except there own mothers. I still hope they don’t e-mail this to everyone they know…
After muttering that Chris Middley exited the locker room and went all the way to the gym, five blocks away from the arena, where he spent the next few hours exercising, mainly with the weights.
Date: Saturday, 24th April 2010
Time: 10:15 PM
In a WWH arena of Toronto Ontario Canada is a weekly WWH house show. The fans were enjoying what they were seeing but now the main event is over they are ready to leave. Yet suddenly a dark green number ten has appeared on the titiantron and slowly started to count down all the way to one before disappearing off the titiantron. All of the sudden "It's a Lie" by Fozzy erupted through the PA System and Chris Middley, in his dark green hoodie and black pants, appeared on the stage. The fans were very loud and mixed in their opinion of the male who didn't even bother to look at them. Chris then went around the ring before grabbing the microphone off the announcer and rolled under the bottom ropes. When Middley was in the middle of the ring he kneeled up before pointing the microphone in the air. This got an extremely loud mixed reaction out of the fans but then Chris stood up and held the microphone by his lips.
CMiddley: Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, full time fans and first timers...welcome to the Nightmare Kingdom. You can choose to rather keep seated during your audition with the Prince of Fear or exit the kingdom. Just be very aware that if you leave the audition then I'll just have a private audition in the bedroom with all of your mothers, one at a time. So...anyway...welcome to the Nightmare Kingdom!!!
Chris got a lot more boos then cheers yet the male didn’t mind as he stood up and got on the top turnbuckle before raising the microphone in the air. This got both cheers and boos, from the audience, then Chris jumped off the turnbuckle and without saying a word he points at the titiantron. The titiantron then showed the Grindhouse poster. After a couple of silent seconds the male held the microphone below his lips.
CMiddley: Everyone knows that this year’s Grindhouse is taking place in this arena on the second of May. And everyone knows that Kameron Copeland will defend his International Championship in a delighting Barbwire Tables match. If you watched last Showdown then you would have spotted out that Owen Davis has lost his rights has the number one contender meaning that Copeland has no one to defend his title against. But what you, Kameron, the Murder City Saint Killers, the fans watching WWH at home doesn’t know is the question who is replacing Owen Davis? Lets look at some of the possibilities. Ash Dubois? Na he quit a while ago. Straty? Nope, I ended both his undefeated streak and his career. Twin K? no way! He’s always too busy trying to do to The Rock what lions do to lionesses. Spirit Fire? She has the talent, I guess, but she’s too busy trying to fuck a gayman then give a cowboy a blowjob while begging John Baron to ram his tiny ding-a-ling up her candyass. Mickey whatever his last name is? He doesn’t look nor acts like a worthy contender. Charliedoll? No matter how discriminating this might sound if he became International Champion WWH might end up being force to pose for Playgirl while having men thinking we’re all prostitutes. G-Spot? If he gets another shot so quickly then that definitely prove how bias this company is and I doubt anyone wants to see them two fighting each other for the International Championship, for the hundredth time or so. Some new guy called Yob SODDUTH? I rather eat my own shit then hearing seeing him with gold. Adrian Hart…no fucking chance in hell, he is too old, too overrated, too worthless, too troublesome, too lazy to make his opponents look good, too stupid, too flirtatious toward any woman he wants hump, too costly, too unpopular with more then half of WWH and too egotistical to care about others. What about his wife? Brooklyn Glamorous Hart? She’s more hopeless and unreliable then said on the tin. What you people need is a new name on WWH championship gold. Not some Twin K, not some Jason Krow, not some Amanda Cortez, not some Rose Cortez, not some Kameron Copeland, not some Jonny V, G-Spot, Ash Dubois, Chase Harper, Devin Copeland, Melina Perez…that is the old boring days of I like you, hate you era. It is time for a new era. An era of throwing the script out of the window. An era of saying what your heart feels. An era of taking no prisoners, taking no names, ass kicking and beating the crap out of anyone in front of you. This era will begin at grind house when Owen’s replacement end the dismissal championship reign of the buzz cut haired, robotic voiced, ego driven, dull attitude Kameron Copeland. But now the question is who is that very replacement you ask? I’ll give ALL of you the answer.
Middley seem to be on a roll with his word since the fans are both chanting “who?” cheering him and booing him. The crowd were getting electrified by his words and Chris knew this. What better thing to do now the giving them the answer the Canadians so crazily crave like a shark who smelt blood in the water?
CMiddley: That man will need to entice you, delight you, excite you, entertain you, talk for miles and walk five times longer, give you higher highs then drugs, give you lower lows then a funeral, strap your seat belts on and take to the very top of the highest peak anywhere where you all have only one place to do. That man is the replacement and that man has been calling himself the future INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION OF THE WOOORLD!!! For god knows how long. That man is me….CHRIS MIDDLEY!!!
The fans, who were originally booing the hell out of him, is now chanting his name and cheering for him. There were still some boos but nearly 95 percent of the people are cheering him on and on. Chris know now that maybe in Canada people actually like him.
CMiddley: I know you all are going to cheer Kameron Copeland then because you are doing what American WWH fans need to learn to do in cheering on your own country man. Yet that won’t stop of from entering this very ring as the Gatekeeper of Dreams and Nightmares then exiting this arena, through all of you people, as the ring announcer say; “your winner and new International Champion…Chris Middley!!!” I know that is my destiny at Grindhouse. And why you all ask? I’ll tell you why.
Chris then went to the corner and sat down, with his back against the bottom turnbuckle, before continuing to speak on.
CMiddley: Everyone has a dream, an impossible dream, like a holy grail. No matter how foolish its seen as in the eyes of other people. My dream was to have a family to call my own yet that was stolen from me by society. Other people have dreams that are completely different like holding a world championship belt over your head, winning money in the bank, have number two while still winning the Royale Rumble, finding treasure and people even dream of the ideal sexual experience. But what if someone has enough of a sad dream, a hopeless dream, a depressing dream, a suicidal dream, a mad dream, a bizarre dream, a crazy dream, a dream created by and into madness all at the same time? That one man would never see, hear, smell, taste, love, breath and move into sanity. Instead that man will see into dreams and end them right at the moment of glory. Yet again the man I’m talking about is me, Chris Middley, and I have ended a couple of dreams already. Lena Katina dreamed of being a mega star in music and with that dream she joined WWH to help that yet what happened at Wrestlemania VI? I ended her WWH career meaning no more world-wide enticement, no more millions of millions of fans attracted to Katina, the Russian has gone to obscurity where that slut belongs with her DREAM’S OVER! Then lets look at Straty. At Wrestlemania VI he defeated an impressive looking Killer in some kind of street fight while having an undefeated streak going. Straty was part of Future Shock who had a tag team title shot at Grindhouse against LAX. He dreamed of being WWH Champion and what happened he faced me? I defeated him in under thirty seconds, I ended Straty’s undefeated streak, I ended Straty’s career, no tag team title shot and his WWH Championship DREAM’S OVER! I’m not one hundred percent sure what Kameron Copeland’s dreams are but I am sure one of them is to hold that International title longer then anyone in history of WWH. But I am more then honoured to announce to you Kameron that in your own home country your International Championship Dream’s…OVER!!! NOTHING MORE, NOTHING LESS! THIS AUDITION IS OVER!!!
After shouting those last few words Chris Middley stood up and lobbed the microphone into the front row of the crowd and a little girl, somewhere about five years old, somehow manage to catch it. Middley’s theme blurs into the arena again has the male rolled under the ropes the went up to this little girl. He then asked her to be in the ring with him. The young child nodded and Chris picked her up and got her over the barrier before placing her on the appron. She entered the ring while Chris slid into the ring. He then laid down in the middle of the ring and told her to sat on his chest so she did then the camera came out and they both smiled. After five or so pictures taken like this from five different angles the child got off Chris and he helped her out the ring before giving her back to her family. Middley then pulled an official Chris Middley cap, which was suppose to be on sale tomorrow, and place it in her hands before walking up the ramp by himself. The girl, with both cap and microphone in hand, and her family exited the building with the entire audience who then made there way home. Meanwhile Chris entered the curtains to the back where he went to his locker room. He opened the door and entered the room before shutting that very same door behind him. The male then sat down and switched the laptop on before going on the same website he always use to find information about his opponents yet strangely he didn’t check for Kameron Copeland yet instead checked on Morrigan McGinn.
CMiddley: What if I do win the International Championship? would Morrigan still accept me as a member of Twisted Chaos? We never seem to have the time to speak or even communicate together. Lately McGinn hasn’t been worthy of the success that I hope she would get. At least I’m still the only male member of them, while being also the only member that ain’t on BWA…
After thinking about Twisted Chaos Middley chose to check information about his first friend in WWH, The Fizz.
CMiddley: At least the Fizz and James are happy together. Toseland Family…The Toseland Family…I swear they should use the Adams family theme. Would be different yet…they need three kids, two boys and one girl, a giant hairball, a stiff who they all can relay on, an over the top friendly uncle, a nutty granny or was it aunt? What the fuck am I talking about? I need to be more social able in life…
As soon as those words left his mouth Middley switched off his laptop before putting it away. The male then packed some of his stuff into one locker before exiting his private locker room. After doing that Chris wandered nearly aimlessly and tiredly to the car park where his silver and blue BMW M3 GTR was waiting for him. After unlocking the car Chris entered it and decided to sleep in his car in the parking lot. The one thing he hasn’t done ever since being kicked out of his old house by Lena Katina.
Scene Two: I Don’t Seek Sympathy Or Empathy
Date: 29th Thursday April 2010
Time: 5:15 PM
Staring directly at the official WWH Grindhouse poster, in his locker room, is Chris Middley. His eyes seem to be completely focused on that poster, nothing else. The male's gaze seem to be full of nothing but intensity. Chris need that the cameras were recording this so he turned his head, quicker then anything before, to look squarely at the camera. His hazel eyes seem to have made the guy holding a camera to shiver in fear. The next thing Middley said did both surprise the cameraman and since a cold feeling down his spine.
CMiddley: Do you have someone in love with you? If so then I suggest you have that shiny camera close to my face or else I will defy the laws of physics. When I shine that very camera and take it so far down your throat that you have shit down a toilet every damn minute just to get half way to having your camera wires back...so come here now!
The fool with the camera didn't take any second chances and came to Chris before zooming in so that he face would be on the film, nothing else. Middley now has a smile on his face which did baffle the cameraman.
CMiddley: You know what? I actually feel happy about a possibility. But which one? The possibility of killing another career, no, the possibility of me dominating another pay per view match, no, the possibility of me ever getting a girl that actually won’t leave me, hell no. So which possibility am I please about you ask? I’ll tell you. The possibility I feel happy about is the common fact that WHEN I defeat the self proclaimed ‘Career Killer’ I, the Prince of Fear, will become the current INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION OF THE WOOORLD! I have been all around the globe and won many thing during that adventure and now I finally see it. After all of the pains of a broken heart, after all the torment of jackasses like Owen Davis, after all the tragedies like my father’s funeral, after all the grief from the pressure I self inflict, after every single day hurting my own being…I finally see that the International Title is mine. I DESERVE that championship belt around my waist. Ash thought he deserved it yet walked out the company after failing to win contendership. Owen thought he was the rightful contender yet after no-showing a couple of Showdowns he was rightfully stripped of his, undeserved, contendership. Now I have been chosen as a reserve contender because they think that I am not much of a challenge. Those same people said that Stratos would be a champion by now yet what happened? I ended his career here, in WWH. Yet they still undermine me. As if I was just like all those losers who can’t wrestle when there lives are on the line. The board already made a number one contendership match to Tentz and Mickey, whatever the fuck his last name is, for a shot at Kameron’s…no…my championship. All I can say to those losers is I wish you both the best of luck since I know that no matter who the hell is the new contender I will be the International Champion for a LONG time! All I care Kameron Copeland can whine, cry, complain, plead, beg, demand, threat, party spoil and send as many letters as you like but I am not G-Spot or the WWH board. After I take your title you will have to be at the back of the fucking queue for the championship since I don’t give title shots to people who don’t rightfully deserve it. You can pretend you have infinite automatic rematch clauses all you like but when Kam Kam plays by the rules, and wins a number contender match, he will never EVER have a rematch against me.
Chris Middley’s expression suddenly changed from a smile into a pissed off glare.
CMiddley: What will you do, Kam Kam? When I end your International Championship reign? Do you run and hide? Or face the truth of the new era of wrestling? I personally request if you got any brain cells then use them. This is a Barbwire Tables Match, not some hypsometric hippy humping match. Bodies will be cut, bruised, bloodied up, broken and ravished in minutes…not days, not hours, minutes. Power and unpredictability my arse. This match was made to torture people yet I can look into your eyes Copeland when I say I tougher then you. I know it, the fans know it, your mom knows it, your dad knows it, your grandparents know it, everyone on this stinking globe knows it and even you know it Kam Kam. I am tougher then you. You have been in a steel cage match at Wrestlemania, so what? At the Royale Rumble I was in a Bamboo Cage Match, at Wrestlemania VI I was in a Hell in a Cell Match, now at Grindhouse we are put against each other in a Barbwire Tables Match. I know all of you are watching this so look into my eyes…do I look like a man with anything to lose? I’ve killed careers before they were about to blossom. I have excited, delighted, enticed, entertained, amused, amazed our fans. I also gave the rejective, the hopeless, the unconfident, the lonely, the depressed, the heartless and the paranoid a new sense of hope, prosperity, light, delight, joy, love, bravery, friendship, intelligence and trust. I don’t know why but I felt like a saviour of all the people looked down by society. Maybe the new era ain’t just about wrestling, maybe this era could also save the suicidal from feeling all alone.
Middley now got out his laptop and placed it on his lap before opening it up and switching it on. Chris then went to that give information about everybody in the history of wrestling. After getting on the site the male looked gazed and confusing at the camera. Now his expression has changed, yet again, into a blank emotionless one.
CMiddley: I do admit I don’t know who I am at times but I am more proud of being that then being some hero. I am no superhero, I am no super-villain either, I am the anti-hero that WWH love to hate. Sometimes in the morning I feel like the living dead because I have no sunlight shining no my heart. People say love and friendship makes the world go round yet if everyone feels like me this globe would turn flat and become a rectangular plate without any form of movement. Why is this? No one likes me. Text messages from my, suppose to be friends, none existence…last time I talked with any of them…Fizz and James’ wedding party. Hell the only reason I came was because The Fizz is my first friend in this company. Being married, perfect love, multiple friends and a championship belt…I admit I envy her yet I also admit that The Fizz deserves all of that. I deserved what I have…nothing. Morrigan McGinn has a perfect lover, many friends and great composure…I envy her as well. I see it as a very sad thing that I envy my two friends…my only friends here. I don’t seek sympathy or empathy. I don’t want your pity or your mercy. All I ask for is to be wished ‘good luck’ by the people claiming to be my friends…I find it both sad and probably depressing that this year’s Grindhouse is at Toronto Ontario Canada. This very day six years ago I promised my brother that I will take him to watch me wrestle in Toronto and I knew he would have been very proud of, even if I lose, yet now…after my father died, my step-mother has put a restraining order against me. All I want right now is my baby brother to be proud of his older brother and now he’ll never even know what it is like to be in a wonderful place like Toronto.
A tear slowly slipped out of his left eye and even more slowly come down Middley’s face. Suddenly Chris placed his hand over the tear and wiped it off.
CMiddley: Once too many times I have been named feeling less, unemotional, dysfunctional and heartless by critics. All they do is look at what I’ve done not seen how I feel. When I attacked Jeremy Borash I was instantly pointed out as the bad guy, the bully, the tormentor or even overemotional. Yet what they haven’t see is that I felt love for one Ashton Styles but then she left me without saying goodbye all because she was shaved bold. What she failed to realise is that beauty is truly who you on the inside, not just what you look like. Look at me, I am two hundred and seventy-five pounds while having less hair then Steve Austin yet my personality, when you get to know when you actually try to know me, is good enough to be an alright friend. Yet today society disconnects the, what they call, ugly from everyone else. Society disconnects anyone from anything for next to no reason at all. Was it destiny that I have this title shot on May 2nd? Because people know that the very next day is May Day, which is very special in my view, could I enter May Day as International Champion? No…
When he said ‘no’ the cameraman was surprised since he is thinking that now Chris Middley is doubting his own abilities. Yet this surprisement was cut short when Chris started to laugh in a sinister fashion.
CMiddley: I know I will enter Grindhouse as the last resort of challenger and leave Grindhouse the new International Champion. I gave up too much blood, too much sweat, too much tears not to hold that championship around me waist…I deserve to be announced the new INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION OF THE WOORLD! CHRIS MIDDLEY!!! And why I deserve to be that you foolishly ask? The answer is the most simple part of this promo. The is answer is because I am me, only me, and nothing else but me. I see that as the “Gatekeeper of Dreams and Nightmares” I will have to pull out either my dream or my failure. As the “Prince of Fear” I have to defend the pride of the Nightmare Kingdom. Kam Kam! At Grindhouse you will become proof of why I am everyone’s “Reason to Fear”. I know you might not know much about how I feel Kam Kam but Grindhouse will also be my Day of Reckoning and Night of Salutations and Time of Your Damnation Copeland. For too long you have been put in the International Title picture every single day but WWH had made a massive mistake in naming me the challenger since I know that I am “the One Man” who will KILL your grip on that very belt that I will hoist proudly, boldly and awesomely above my head as your fellow Canadians can cheer or boo me since I don’t give a shit about receptions.
Chris then switched off his laptop, without even paying a single notice to it, before putting the laptop away and stood up. This caused the lens on the camera to zoom out to see the whole of him.
CMiddley: No more defiance, no more being denied, no more rejection, no more secrets behind my back, no more lies about people actually liking me and no more fake friendships. At Grindhouse I will not be denied my finest hour, when I battle Kameron Copeland for the International Championship, I won’t be held down by the waves of WWH expectants against me, I shall be cast aside because Grindhouse…that day is mine. Because this passion inside is burning, is burning, this passion will not stop burning until I prove that day is mine and mine alone.
After saying that Chris motioned toward the door.
CMiddley: Nothing more, nothing less, this promo is over.
So the cameraman exited Chris Middley’s locker room before stopping his camera from recording more. Meanwhile Middley instantly shut and grabbed the remote to his own television monitor. He then switched on the monitor which showed highlight of pervious wrestling mega events that happened in Toronto, Ontario, Canada.
Scene Three: From Friends To Relationship, What The Fuck!?!
Date: Saturday 1st May 2010
Time: 3:16 PM
Standing by himself, looking into a mirror in his locker room, is Chris Middley. He seem to be at inner peace for once in his life. The male is wearing a pair of black jeans with a black shirt. Chris has spent that last few weeks off the screen since he was trying to find somewhere to have peace with himself. Yet after last Showdown Chris filed a complaint to WWH about who is the new number one contender for the International Championship. Little did the male know that this caused the WWH to put him in the contendership spot. Middley originally planned to chase the title after Grindhouse yet now he has the chance of leaving Grindhouse with the championship he so dearly wants to call his own. His door was slowly opening and the male instantly noticed.
CMiddley: If this is Jeremy Borash I really hope we can start this with a blank sheet.
JFP: That would be a great thing if it wasn’t me who was coming in.
Judy then entered the room and shut the door behind her before walking up to Chris. The twenty one year old blonde is wearing her refereeing clothes, even though JFP has complained multiple times about it is too tight. Judy then sat down on the bench and looked down at the floor. Middley could tell that she isn’t alright since the female would be more cheerful and sat next to her.
CMiddley: What’s wrong Judy?
JFP: Nothing…okay, I am just bothered about what Sayge Jemson’s bodyguard said on last BWA. She thinks I am not cut out to be a referee…at Wrestlemania VI I nearly broke a conduct that states that referees are suppose to be fair…do you think I am cut out for what I am doing? Please be honest Chris.
CMiddley: Okay I'll be honest no matter how much it might hurt me. I am sorry but...at Wrestlemania VI I was extremely disappointed in you for putting your hands on my opponent that I really wanted to defeat by myself. While if you let comments from other people cloud your mind then you are nowhere near cut out to be a professional referee in the business.
Middley realised that he was inadvertedly made tears to slowly flow down Judy's face. This seem to have unlocked the gates to a soft, more caring side of Chris that not even he knew he had. Chris suddenly grasped JFP in a hug. His grip was tight yet comforting on the blonde, his left hand started to wipe the tears off JFP's face.
CMiddley: Don't cry Judy. I know what I've said is quite mean but I just want to help you in your career. Doubting yourself isn't a good thing. Always keep you face up high no matter how high the pile of problems become. You are way too beautiful to drown in tears.
JFP: Me...beautiful? But I'm too muscular...everyone say stuff like 'hey its muscle girl!' 'run away its the female freak!' 'she's zero percent woman and one hundred percent mal...
CMiddley: You might not be what some bastards call 'the idol woman' but you are the perfect combination of extreme beauty, perfectly powerful and incredibly large amount of intelligences. You are the ideal woman for anyone...even to me.
JFP: Are you saying that you really like like me?
CMiddley: Well, truth be told, I do indeed really like you yet after one horribly wrong relation and a girlfriend who left me four weeks after knowing me...I don't want to be romantically binded to anyone. I am very sorry if that makes you further upset.
Suddenly Jeremy Borash entered the locker room and saw the hug.
Jeremy Borash: If you 'lovebirds' are busy then I better...
CMiddley: Don't you dare leave!
So Borash froze on the spot while Chris let go of the blonde before coming up to him. Middley seem to look like he is intimidating the interviewer before handing him a check.
CMiddley: Sorry about what has happened a few weeks ago JB. I just let my anger over-flow and processed my judgement...but as lovebirds go me and JFP are very great friends, nothing more, nothing less.
Jeremy Borash: Are you sure? There is a bunch of rumours about it...
CMiddley: Rumours? What do you mean rumours...don't answer that. Just leave before my better judgement gets blocked out.
Jeremy knew what Chris Middley's warning meant and made a hasty retreat out of the room. JFP then chose to ask him a question.
JFP: So what makes me a great friend to you?
CMiddley: Well...most women are afraid of braking a nail while you don't accept them as claws. Normally women would screech if there man would choose a car over them yet you prefer to fix cars then making an extremely romantic date. We also have multiple interests which are the same. Until Razor and his lackeys you seem to have a very positive aura that always seem to make me feel incredibly comfort...able...
All of the sudden both Chris and Judy looked into each other's eyes, seeing passion blaze inside them both. They then grasped each other in a special kind of hug. One that Chris never had before. Suddenly their lips collide and locked together, the two tongues manage to play there way into each other's mouths. While there lips were connected they somehow manage to pull each other pants down, revealing Judy's violet panties and Middley's grey boxer shorts. The duo's kiss disperse only so that Chris would take off JFP's top, revealing her violet bra, then the twenty-one year old manage to get his shirt off. Now they both were in only their underwear and came back to a hug while kissing each other. Chris moved his hands to the back of the referee's bra strap yet she didn't complain or say anything as he took off her bra. The next moment was their kiss broken up again yet this time it was because Judy took off her own panties and Chris agreed to take off his boxer shorts. Now the two looked at each other, noticing every single part of their naked figures, before Middley asked one question.
CMiddley: Are you sure about this?
JFP: Just trust me as much as I trust you to fuck me…
So after those words left her lips the two came back to each other. Chris picked her up, in a hug, while they were kissing each other and carried the blonde to the benches. There he gently placed JFP on while still he is now lightly nibbling her left ear and then his left hand slowly slid down to Judy’s bottom while his right hand started to rub her back. JFP never held so weak in her entire life yet the twenty-one year old felt a delightful pleasure from Middley’s hands and it became impossible to understand what the blonde is saying or pleasurably moaning. Chris guessed this meant that the referee is enjoying this so he decided to have his left hand give Judy’s right rear cheek a strong squeeze while his right hand got Judy’s body more closer to him before he start kissing up and down the blonde’s neck. The evitable is coming and coming closer to happening. With his hands still where they were Chris rolled over so Judy could be on top on him while she was deeply kissing him. Middley’s right hand came away from her back and started to feel Judy’s breast and she smiled to this. The evitable is about to happen anytime soon. His groin gun was ready for its first shot in the bank, named JFP’s womanhood, so Chris wrapped his right arm around her waist while his left hand gave Judy’s rear a gently firm swat and this did cause a squeak to come out of her mouth. After realising what she just did a red scarlet appear on JFP’s face and Chris did, quietly, laugh at this yet it didn’t stop him from bringing the female even closer to him. Now the two were so close that their noses were nearly touching each other the evitable happened. His mini gun has inserted itself into her special area, afterward Judy decided to lightly play with Middley’s nibbles. Chris spotted what the referee is doing so his left hand started to rub her rear while the male’s right hand ran through the blonde hair of Judy before they start passionately kissing each other again. This gave Middley’s groin gun enough force to shoot and hell did it fire. Chris now felt a numb feeling in his crotch while JFP felt pleasure as they continued to kiss. After a couple minutes of continuous kissing, rubbing and playing about the duo were laying on the floor, next to each other, with Chris on his back and JFP on her stomach.
CMiddley: How was it?
JFP: You mean fucked up by you. It is a lot better then I expected. I bet you’re quite experienced with this ain’t you?
CMiddley: Well…no.
JFP: You mean to tell me that you were a virgin before fucking me?
CMiddley: Yes…but you were a virgin too, weren’t you?
JFP: Yes I was a virgin but I am only twenty-one so it is excusable yet you are somewhere about tens years older then me. What kind of man willingly becomes a thirty-one year old virgin…
CMiddley: I am here you know, little Judy.
As he said that Chris leaned over and nibbled her ear again while lightly pinching JFP’s bottom with his right hand. Next thing that happened what Chris standing up and put his own clothes back own before helping Judy to her feet.
CMiddley: You might be the only referee, in history, with language issues and the most unladylike woman I‘ve ever seen. But you are so beautifully sweet and just by looking at you makes me feel so turned on.
After saying that the two had yet another hug. This hug was soon dispersed so Judy could put back on her bra and panties. Middley was marvelling how curvy and muscular she is while the blonde put back on her refereeing top.
JFP: Chris…
CMiddley: What is it?
JFP: These pants are quite tight so can you please…
CMiddley: You’re asking me to help you pull your pants up?
JFP: Yes, it is very embarrassing just to ask…
Middley kept quiet as he came in front of Judy and attempted to get the belt line of her pants above her rear. After a short while the dup succeed and Judy felt more relieved.
JFP: Thanks Chris, I was too tired to force these fucking things up by myself.
CMiddley: Your welcome but there is one thing you can do for me. Since you are going to be home before me I like you lay naked on my bed, waiting for me, okay?
JFP: Does this mean we are in a relationship?
CMiddley: What the fuck!?! Now I remember…I kind of broke my own oath haven’t I? I’m willing to brake it many times for you Judy.
JFP: Thanks Chris!
Judy kissed Middley on the lips before exiting his locker room. She then got in the parking lot, where she found a bus stop, and took the bus to North Dakota. Meanwhile Chris Middley started to contemplate what should he do to JFP. Should I start by tickling Judy or seek to see how much can I make her squeal? Suddenly Middley spotted the CCTV camera at the corner ceiling of the room, which had a direct view of the benches, this caused him to face palm himself.
CMiddley: SHIT! I might of turned into a porn star…don’t over-react…maybe the nerd will delete it. Who am I kidding? Those paedophiles never have seen more skin then a leg of any woman except there own mothers. I still hope they don’t e-mail this to everyone they know…
After muttering that Chris Middley exited the locker room and went all the way to the gym, five blocks away from the arena, where he spent the next few hours exercising, mainly with the weights.