[Hope Heelcum]

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The camera opened with the view filled with a swirling steam that filled the camera's lens with moisture and condensation. The sound heard was filled with the splashing of water, and a light hearted laughter. Moving closer, the misty steam would start to thin and we come up on a steamy scene -- literally -- as it is set at a hot tub where the SCW's resident transvestite superstar, Hope Heelcum, is submerged up to his shoulders with his hair held up.

On the edge of the hot tub's border, on Hope's immediate left and right, were two bronze studs seated. Their bodies were tanned to perfection to a golden brown, smooth to perfection with an athletic muscle that denoted their dedication to bodily perfection. Handsome to a breath taking degree, of which would make the average male movie star green with envy, the two were clad in nothing more than black thongs as they leaned over the water, using one hand to hold on for safety's sake, and their free hand(s) to gently massage Hope's exposed upper body with hand cloths.

Hope had his head rested back against the hot tub's edge, an inflatable cushion under his head and eyes closed with bliss readable on his face. Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked into the camera.

Hope: "In my line of work, it is very important to take care of one's body."

Cut to a clip of a night club filled to capacity with men of all ages, young at just over the legal drinking age, to that of the older generation out in hope of hitting a young score. Many were seated at booths and along the bar, but countless others were around the dance floor, cheering on as two men competed in a tarp-lined kiddie pool filled with mud! One of those grapplers caked from head to toe in mud was none other than Hope Heelcum!

Hope: "It's a well known fact that warm mud is great for the skin."

He held up a forefinger for emphasis.

Hope: "And never forget to limber up!"

The young grappler Hope was pitted against in the mud pit had Heelcum flat on his back. He kneeled on Hopes shoulders and folded him in half with his legs over his head while the pinfall was counted -- and Hope's eyes bugged out from the 'view'.

Hope: "Like myself, anyone in the public eye should take the time to look the part and dress appropriately."

Hope stood in the forefront of the camera, dressed in a full-length, leather catsuit with high heels and cracked a whip.

Hope: "And finally, always remember to eat right. A proper diet for a professional athlete is vital to success and physical well being."

At the center of a crowd of young college-aged men, Hope stood with his head tilted all the way back and he  expertly lowered a kielbasa down into his mouth -- all the way -- amidst the men's cheers and whistles.

Hope: "So in conclusion my sweet meat, or as I like to call him... Daniel Tyler..."

Hope leaned back and his hands reached up and gently massaged the tanned flesh of the two who were gently rubbing him down at the side of the hot tub...

Hope: "I am a man who takes very good care of himself, and great pride in what I go through to be the man that I am inside of that ring. I am so very much looking forward to our time together, and I want you to have all the confidence in the world that I will take very good care of you."

Hope winks into the camera and blows into it a kiss as the two studs sink into the steamy water to join him.