It was a cold night in “sunny†London the hint of winter was so close you could feel it in the air. It had been a while since we had ventured into the underground home of Benjamin Jordan and Emma Rose; the house had changed a truck load. Finally they were settled in, the house was clean and fresh very modern in design, no doubt thanks to Emma and her designer flare. Heading into their large bedroom decked out in a basic black and white colour scheme Mr Triple Crown could be found peacefully asleep. His legs were out from underneath the covers and wrapped around Emma’s. The two were huddled together, of course Ben being the big spoon and Emma being the little. Her back was pressed up against his bare chest as his chin was resting up against her shoulder. Ben may have been fast asleep however Emma was wide awake as she watched the digital clock across the room glowing brightly with the number 12:59am staring at her. He had one minute left of peace, one pure minute of uninterrupted sleep. A small smirk crossed Emma’s face as she counted down the seconds in her head. Finally the clock flicked over to 1:00am and it was show time.
Emma: Ben, Benny Bear, wake up.
She wrapped her arms around his right arm that was draped over her body, shaking it back and forth. Ben let a groan escape from his lips as his whole body moved beside her. At first he went to roll over, but sleep took back over as he just snuggled back up beside her. Emma shook his arm once more, waking him slightly from his slumber.
Ben: Emz are… you… ok…okay?
His eyes were still closed as he waited to hear her answer. Emma knew that he was tired; in fact she knew that waking him up at this hour was horrible but she had plans. She always had plans.
Emma: You have to wake up Ben.
Rolling over in his arms Emma finally faced him, her green eyes looking at his closed eyes. Smirking from ear to ear the glint of excitement gleamed brightly in her eyes.
Ben: I’m awake; I’m awake… what’s wrong?
Opening his eyes slowly he looked over towards his other half, his right arm that was wrapped around her grabbed onto her body tighter. He was worried about her, worried that she might have been in pain, or in trouble, sad anything and everything horrible was running through his mind. I mean why else would she wake him at this hour in the morning?
Emma: Nothing’s wrong, it’s just the start of our forty eight hour date night… and it’s my day and I want to make the most of it.
Looking into her eyes he pulled his head back, before glancing pass her body to stare at the clock that was across the room. His eyes narrowed as he tried to make out the time, before his head snapped back to look at Emma in shock.
Ben: At one am in the morning Emmy, you can’t be serious?
His nose was screwed up as he questioned her, while Emma just wrapped her arms around him holding him tightly. She was winning, what was she winning? She was winning the how to annoy your boyfriend competition that’s what.
Emma: I’m serious… now get out of bed, we’ve got things to do.
Leaning in she left a small kiss on his lips before backing away and rolling out of bed. She wasn’t mucking around. Ben’s eyes closed again as he held onto his pillow for dear life.
Ben: Bu…but I’m so tired.
Like a child who didn’t want to go to school Ben held onto his pillow while Emma stood at the end of the bed. Bending over she placed her palms down on the mattress on either side of Ben’s body and bounced the bed, disturbing him from getting comfortable.
Emma: I know and I love every second of this, it must be so painful for you?
Looking down the bed at her Ben didn’t know if he should smile at the sight of her large chest bouncing as she bounced the bed or if he should give her his angry face. He chose the former.
Ben: When did you become so mean?
Looking down at her mesmerised as she got back up on the bed, crawling up towards him it like a cat. Ben turned over on his back, his eyes now looking up to the woman he loved, as she leant down to lay another soft kiss on his lips.
Emma: The moment you decided to watch Millwall repeats last night and came to bed late. I told you I had big plans for today… It’s not my fault you didn’t listen to me. Now get up.
Nudging him with her right knee, she brought them together beside him trapping him from moving. Even if he wanted to get up he would have to use his energy that he was clearly lacking due to being tired. Rocking back Emma sat up on his stomach, straddling him. Running her right hand through her long red hair she smiled down at him as he focused his eyes on her. Sitting up his face came up close to hers as he winked up at her his cockney smile in full bloom.
Ben: I’m up, I’m up, I’m up you horrible woman.
Leaning forward he was looking for a playful kiss, a kiss that Emma wanted as well but she couldn’t give in to him it was her twenty four hours to taunt and tease him. She had a painful day planned out for him. Placing her right hand on his bare chest she pushed him away, while rocking her body backwards pulling away from him.
Emma: Horrible woman? For that you can start your training right here, right now… drop and give me one hundred pushups.
Her thick Kiwi accent was loud and proud as she looked down at him and then to the floor. Ben followed her eyes and held back a laugh, she couldn’t be serious right?
Ben: That’s a joke right?
Turning back to look to at him Emma’s face couldn’t be more serious.
Emma: Does this look like my joking face?
Frowning as his eyebrows came together on his forehead Ben sighed. Quickly running his right hand across his brow he was potentially rubbing away the headache that Emma had just given him.
Ben: Sadly no.
Lifting up from him Emma slide off the bed and made her way over the chair in the corner of their large bedroom. Taking a seat she looked at him as she flopped out of bed. His body was limb, he was tired extremely tired but she didn’t care. This was payback, payback from a night of watching damn football videos.
Emma: So get on it… you said we could do whatever I wanted in the first twenty four hours… and I want you to start the day off with pushups.
Ben just huffed and dropped down to the carpeted floor, his toes were planted on the ground while his fists were locked and loaded as he started his pushups. Slowly he started to build up momentum once his body had become fully awake. Seeing that this was way too easy for him Emma got up from the chair and made her way over towards him. Resting on top of his body Emma’s body added on her additional weight, slowing her boyfriend down. It wasn’t because he couldn’t handle her weight, it’s because every time he dipped down the floor and pushed up her chest would slide across his back, and her hard nipples that were only covered in a thin piece of silk stole his attention. Her silky legs that were laid out on top of his stole his attention. Her long red hair what was draped over his body stole his attention. His momentum slowed as her nails gripped into the top of his shoulders as she held on to him.
Ben: You know this would be easier if you weren’t on top of me?
Turning back to look at her over his shoulder Ben smirked, but the look on Emma’s face was far from pleased.
Emma: Are you implying I’m fat?
Ben’s cheeky smile disappeared as soon as he thought about what he had just said and what her reaction was.
Ben: What? No!! God no!!! I just meant…
As he tried to dig himself out of the hole he had put himself in Emma, added a little bit of salt to the wound.
Emma: That you’re out of shape?
Smiling down at him wickedly she winked. These two were always at each other throats trying to get the better of one another, it was like a competition.
Ben: I’m so not out of shape…
Ben proceeded to smash out a number of push up backing up his statement as Emma just ran her right hand through his dark curly hair. While she made her left index and forefinger walk up his back, taunting him as she spoke.
Emma: I guess round is considered a shape.
A light giggle left her lips as he heard him exhale deeply, she might have struck a nerve or two. To be honest it was most likely true, both of them hadn’t overly been exhausting their bodies since leaving wrestling, well they hadn’t been training as hard as they use to… I’m sure that they were constantly exhausting their bodies in other forms of physical contact. You work it out.
Ben: I’m retired…plus I’m not out of shape, if I was out of shape you wouldn’t be fondling my muscles with every push up I do.
Pushing his head back down to face the ground Emma rolled her eyes.
Emma: You need to stop talking.
Sliding off his body Emma made her way back over towards the chair, taking a seat to watch him complete his first task of the day.
Ben: Why because I’m right?
Poking his tongue out the side of his mouth Ben just laughed as he watched her while he proceeded to push himself up and down.
Emma: No because you’re annoying me on my date day…
Narrowing her eyes at him, Emma held back a smile. He knew that he was right, so instead of doing the pushups correctly Ben started to pump them out hard and fast followed by a few slow capturing Emma’s full attention as she bit down on her bottom lip pulling it into her mouth clearly liking what she was witnessing.
Ben: I annoy you every day what’s the difference?
Winking up at her with a smirk Ben knew that he was going to win this one, so he kept toying with her. Keeping his eyes locked on hers as he grew closer to the floor before powering up. Emma’s eyes stayed glued on Ben’s body, his muscles that flexed as he pumped them. She was losing control, but she didn’t care.
Emma: Stop.
Looking up at her shocked Ben smiled, his white teeth stealing her attention.
Ben: But I have twenty left to go?
Getting up off the chair she made her way over towards him. Standing beside him as she looked down at him she smiled wildly.
Emma: I knew there was a reason we stopped training together… get back to bed.
Leaping up to his feet Ben didn’t even stop to look at Emma as he drove back into bed, his hand reaching out for the covers as he pulled them up over his body.
Ben: Thank god I get to sleep in.
Ben held open the covers as Emma made her way back into bed, tucking herself away under them she cuddled into his side.
Emma: Trust me you’re not going to be sleeping a wink on this date day.
A look of fake shock crawled across Ben’s face as he brought his arms around Emma before his lips found hers. Starting off slowly at first he was gently and tender with her showing how much that he loved her. But as her hands fell down between his legs, she bit down on his bottom lip she wasn’t playing around. Emma wanted him but not soft and caring right now she wanted him powerful and athletic. Sensing what she was after Ben picked up the tempo controlling her as he rolled over onto of her, while deepening their kiss. His tongue lashing with hers, dancing with hers as he took control of the situation.
***
Over the past few hours Ben had been subjected to the following;
Washing Emma’s car
Talking dance lessons
Watching the Notebook
Playing with Bruno their dog
Washing Emma’s hair
Rubbing Emma’s feet
In fact make that a full head to toe massage
No matter what his queen asked for the Cockney King delivered because on the forty-eight hour date night day, those were the rules. Like tomorrow she would have to do everything that he demanded. Emma would take it like a professional because she was a team player unlike Ben who was regretting making this decision right about now.
Standing outside the well-known 25 Old Bond Street Tiffany and Co Store Ben was standing behind Emma his hands tucked deep into his jacket pockets while Emma’s face was lit up like a Christmas tree. She was in heaven. Turning around to face her somber boyfriend Emma gently nudged him.
Emma: Oh get that sad look off your face.
Wrapping her arms around his neck she hugged him while Ben just stared up at the familiar store with a look of distress in his eyes. For all of you playing at home Ben hates shopping, like really hates shopping unless he is shopping for a new car, or a house, or a boat or something boy related he is all into it but anything girly he hates it. Letting go of Ben, Emma twirled around and focused back on the windows of her favorite shop of all time.
Ben: I hate this shop.
Linking his arm through hers Ben pulled his girlfriend in close. The two were wearing similar clothes, both donning long dark blue jeans, Emma’s were of course skin tight, showing off her assets while Ben’s were fair more casual than fashion based. Both had big thick jumpers on protecting them from the chilly air, while Emma had a green scarf wrapped around her neck keeping her warm.
Emma: and why do you hate this shop?
Turning to face him her red hair cascaded down her shoulders, flowing down to the middle of her back. Reaching across to her Ben tucked a lock of her hair behind her right ear smiling towards her. He loved how she was so natural around him; her face was makeup free something that he cherished that she was comfortable enough around him to be her complete self.
Ben: Because I always end up spending money in this shop.
Turning back up at the store Ben’s blue eyes sized it up and down; he knew that today would be no different. Ever since he could remember Emma was obsessed with the trademark blue box that Tiffany’s had to offer. Let’s be honest she was in complete awe of what was inside them as well. This was her thing, like collecting watches was his thing; Tiffany’s was her go to present. In a way that made it easy on him for birthdays and Christmas presents but he knew that Tiffany’s had this thing where everything comes in a matching set, which meant lots of money being handed over.
Emma: Well I can’t promise that won’t happen today, but I can promise you that were going inside.
Shaking her head at him Emma smiled, she didn’t understand why he hated this shop so much. Money was no object to him, but lately he was pulling back the reigns, I guess buying a house and settling down had that effect on him. They were finally thinking of a future together now. How could they not? They had been inseparable since they were eight years old, well minus that few years stint where they were apart… but you know what I mean they have been in love since first sight, together since first touch… regardless of how many women Ben has been with, regardless of how many dates Emma has had they were always deep down waiting for each other.
Ben: You’re after something in particular I hope?
Ben poked his tongue out at her hoping for a reply that he would be satisfied with. He knew Emma well, she liked to shop, but the woman was systematic. She knew what she wanted, she knew where to buy it from and she was always in and out never really stumbling around. When it came to fashion Emma knew what was on trend and she knew her body well enough to know if it would enhance her or hold her back, she knew what looked good and what looked like trash. After all she was a designer, she was a model and she was female she had a sixth sense for these things.
Emma: No why do you say that?
Winking at him she smiled, it was a cheeky smile so he couldn’t tell if she was being serious or not. Emma kept her hidden agenda hidden as she turned away from Ben to look at the displays in the windows. That had started to be taken over by the joys of Christmas.
Ben: Damn I thought that this would just be a fly by visit.
Ben whispered it into her ear as a few couples walked around them to enter the store. He couldn’t help but laugh as he witnessed other males being dragged into the very same shop he was about to be dragged into. Whipped they were all whipped. Emma turned to her left to see a female pointing out this rather expensive looking engagement ring her eyes lighting up as she expressed her love for the ring, while her boyfriend just stood there stunned. Emma’s smile slightly turned into a frown as she overheard the male say to his loving girlfriend “maybe one day when I can afford it†she saw the hope burning deep in his eyes while his girlfriend just snuggled into him appreciating his unspoken promise. Turning back to Ben, Emma looked at him as he was mocking other males as they were coming out of the shop carrying bags of Tiffany’s.
Emma: You’re in for a loooong day Benny boy… I have feeling you’re going to want to find the boyfriend chair early, but guess what?
Cutting her off before she could finish Ben’s cockney accent was thick and harsh.
Ben: Let me guess I’m not allowed to sit on the boyfriend chair?
In the corner of her eye she could see the young couple still looking into the windows dreaming about one day being able to afford a Tiffany’s engagement ring. She watched as the male paid close attention to what his girlfriend was pointing out and what she liked and what she didn’t like. Emma could also sense the disappointment in his eyes as he saw the prices his heart almost falling out of his chest as he saw the look of excitement on his girlfriend’s face each time she saw something pretty.
Emma: You’re damn right… you need to stay by my side the whole time and pretend that you enjoy everything about this.
While Emma spoke she kept her eyes on the other couple while Ben was completely oblivious to what she was witnessing.
Ben: Can’t I just buy whatever you want now and we can go back home where it’s warm and curl up in front of the fire with hot cocoa… isn’t that what you always blabber on about wanting to do with me but I never give in?
Nudging her he stole her attention as the young couple walked past them entering the store. A small smile crept over Emma’s face as she looked up towards her boyfriend with delight.
Emma: Oh Ben you do listen to me… also thank you for reminding me!
Pressing her lips against his Emma stole a quick kiss while Ben was silently kicking himself; he has just signed himself up a night of hell in front of the fire place at home.
Ben: Oh lucky me.
The excitement was pouring out of him, as much as he loved her he hated being told what to do and this day was taking forever in his eyes.
Emma: You’re extremely lucky Ben.
Pressing her lips against his once more, she kissed him. While Ben wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her in close letting their kiss deepen hoping to distract her from going inside the store for now. Pulling away slowly Emma’s green eyes fell into his. If he only knew what he was about to do, he wouldn’t be so cranky.
Ben: So you keep telling me, now what exactly are you wanting from here?
Looking past her he looked at the store that was his living nightmare, although deep down if I let you in on a little secret I believe that Ben loved this store. This store buys Emma happiness, happiness gets him hugs and kisses and hugs and kisses for Team Bemma always ends up turning into something more. This store would be his forever get out of jail free card; this store would always hold the keys to him going on unlimited boy’s nights. Tiffany and Co was secretly his best friend he just couldn’t bear to admit it out loud.
Emma: Oh you know…
As she spoke Ben rolled his clear blue eyes, letting out a sigh.
Ben: If I knew I would have already splashed out on it for you, to save me from this day ever happening. So spill the beans what are you looking at?
Reaching down Emma grabbed his hand and held onto it tightly as she took a step towards the front doors.
Emma: Engagement rings Ben.
She didn’t bother to turn back to look at his facial expression she already knew it; it was one of complete horror. He had been tricked, he was sure of it. This twenty four hour date day had just become his living nightmare.
Ben: Wait!!! That’s not fair… that’s not part of the rules today… that’s cheating!!!
Considering he was telling her to wait, he wasn’t exactly stopping her from walking into the store and he wasn’t exactly stopping himself from walking into the store either. This leaves us with a few questions as our Kiwi and London love birds enter the store. Did Emma just out smart Ben to get what she desires? Did Ben finally pop the question? Did Emma just own forty-eight hour date night day? Or was Emma just pulling a fast one of Ben to make him think about it?
Well let me share with you what did happen…
Ben did buy an engagement ring, a very pretty and very exclusive engagement ring but that ring doesn’t belong on Emma’s finger.
Oh no!
You see Emma had distracted the young girl from outside the front of the store getting her life story while Ben handed over a trademark blue Tiffany’s box to the gentlemen. As the guy reached over to give Ben a firm hug fighting back tears that were welling in his eyes, Emma couldn’t help but find herself glowing with joy.
You see the ring belongs on the finger of the young girl with the boyfriend that Emma had witnessed outside the store.
The couple have been together since high school… he’s a struggling carpenter who is looking for work but still finds a way to make ends meet. While his girlfriend works all day at the local Tesco making next to nothing while partaking in night time study as she is trying to become a nurse.
These two truly love each other. Emma could tell because the way that he looked at her was the exact same way that Ben looked at her. The way that the woman looked at her boyfriend was the exact same way that she looked at Ben.
In Emma’s eyes this random act of kindness was enough to help this struggling couple out. This helps them start a life together. Sure they would still have their struggles and their ups and downs but now she knew he would never have to stress about not being able to provide her with her dream ring. His ring savings could now be put towards everyday items, their plans and their dreams.
It’s just right now one of their dreams was a reality.
Ben without him knowing it from the beginning had made their dream come true, with a little help from Emma.
Was he mad? Not even one little bit.
Was he more in love with Emma? Most likely, I mean what a sweet heart!
Did the young girl say yes? Well by the sound of the delighted screams from inside the Tiffany’s store I would pretty much bank on a yes.
As for Ben and Emma they didn’t leave Tiffany’s empty handed oh no, they left hand in hand.
***
Dear Diary,
Oh man it’s been a very, very, very long time since I have written anything in here. Well what can I say? Not a lot has changed in my life well besides the whole leaving Sin City Wrestling to move back to London to live with my Benny Bear. Our life has been amazing; it’s so beautiful to just spend time with someone that you love. Did I think that we would last this long before getting jittery and running out and getting jobs to be away from each other? Never in a million years. I could really get used to this housewife life. There are no deadlines there’s never any stress and we are always around each other. Making up for lost time I suppose. Although the joys of being jobless has come to an end I mean if you haven’t heard by now I’ve signed a year deal with ASW as their backstage reporter. Why didn’t I go back to wrestling? Well if I’m completely honest, it wasn’t the life for me. I mean I enjoy it but it was taking its toll on me. Especially after my last match with Necra where I collapsed after the fight. The distressed look on Ben’s face was enough to aid my decision to hang up my boots.
So why after all that did I decide to come back to Sin City Wrestling for the alumni bombshell battle royal? Well when your doctor tells you you’ve got about three matches left, you may as well go out with a bang. My last match wasn’t successful it was a flop so this time I have the chance to come back and prove to my Sin City Wrestling fans that I can and do still have what it takes to win. I let a lot of people down when I walked out of Sin City Wrestling, without even a single word both Ben and I headed back to London. I got the medical attention that I required while he played Doctor tending to my needs. Still I should have said something, I should have been honest and open with everyone about the possibility of this being my career done and dusted. I guess shock has a funny effect on people.
I left Sin City Wrestling, I left Twitter… not doubt leaving with my tail between my legs but this is my chance to make it right. This is my time to help refinish the career that I had created for myself. It’s time to go out on a high before moving on to my new prospect in life being in ASW. While I will be holding the microphone getting the backstage scoop, where will Ben Jordan be? Well if I can be completely honest… I hope to God he is planning a return. Sin City Wrestling needs their Cockney King; I mean have you not seen the amount of bad boys that are on the roster there? It’s over powering. Sin City Wrestling needs a certain spark that only my Benny can deliver. So I’m praying that he decides to re-join them here’s hoping that he does a number on me and surprises me with this announcement one day. Put let’s not get caught up in this, as I know for sure that Ben will be tearing down my diary when he finds out this is what I would love to see.
Let’s move onto my return match, first off a big thank you to Christian Underwood, Erik Staggs and Mark Ward for even thinking about calling me up. Secondly I apologise Christian that we didn’t answer the phone straight away when you called. I mean you hit the nail on the head when you said you were trying to sneak in a random face time call to catch Ben in his birthday suit, but I assure you if we had answered the phone when you had called, it wouldn’t have been the sight you were looking for.
Thirdly well let’s take a look at some of my opponents shall I? If I can be honestly I haven’t faced a few of the ladies in this match up so this is very exciting. I mean I finally get to step in the ring with Kittie a Sin City Wrestling great, the first ever Bombshell Roulette Champion… the lady that paved the way for all those who followed her holding that title… my title.. I can’t wait to step inside the ring with her; I can’t wait to finally be able to say that I go to wrestle the one and one Sin of Envy Kittie. To say this is a massive fan girl moment for me would be an understatement. Kittie is hardcore personified she is one of the top, she is one of the hardest toughest chicks that Sin City Wrestling has ever seen… to me she will be a hard one to overcome. She will be a hard one to master… but regardless of this… I’m just happy to have the chance to stand in the same ring as her. I don’t care that she has gone to the dark side, I don’t care that people are saying that she has lost the plot all I care about is finally getting my hands on ab it of SCW history… why wouldn’t I? She’s a master in our field a dominator… everyone wants to topple the best in their field… and Kittie was that girl. When I was the Roulette Champion she was that girl that I aspired to beat… even though she wasn’t in SCW at the time… I wanted to beat her reign; I wanted to outshine her hold she had on the division. A victory over her would be amazing, but a defeat wouldn’t be so bitter I mean she is one of the reasons I got into this wrestling business. Well enough of tooting her horn, let’s see who else I have on my horizon.
Karina Koji, well if I didn’t go from the Queen of hardcore to her baby sister. Well not really her sister but you get my point. This girl is loopier than a bin full of crazies. So unpredictable, so ruthless so off the beaten track she makes the girl with the dragon tattoo look sane. It’s been a while since I’ve heard about Karina, but trust me that doesn’t mean anyone has forgotten her. Her time in Sin City Wrestling was highly documented as she craved up the competition like a Christmas chicken. She is one that I have to keep a close eye on at all times, she is too unpredictable not to. I cannot let my guard down for one single second with her. I can’t believe that she will ever be on my side either, so it she is coming over to help me double team someone I’m going to try and slide right out of that position. I know what she is like, she is calculated in a two face clock kind of way. She will sense blood in the water before the first cut is even made, she’s a hunter… she is a manipulative hunter and we are her prey. She will sink her teeth in hard and fast, her plan will be to dominate from the get go… I know this, but in saying that I might know what she is like but that doesn’t mean I know her exact game plan. She will be a hard cookie to crumble I’m just praying to God she gets her feathers ruffled before she gets the chance to take off and fly.
Speaking of hard Cookies to crumble, what a nice slide to one of my next competitors… Cookie the entertainer, the busty but oh so babealious show girl. A close friend of mine, well in saying that she is a friend of Brandi’s and Brandi said any friend of hers… is a friend of Cookies. So I guess I’m a friend by association. I can’t wait to get in the ring with her, why? Because Cookie is beautiful and she is damn good at what she does. To be in the ring with her will be magic… she will have the crowd eating out the palm of her hand, she’s a show girl but she is a mean fighter… the ultimate package. As much as I’m looking forward to being in the ring with her, I mean looking forward to getting backstage after it’s all over and starting a Ladies night and partying with her and Brandi… I mean why else would I dare step foot inside a ring with the dominating tag team of Brandi and Cookie? Those two will have each other’s backs and they will do it well. Girl I can’t wait to see you simmering down that ramp looking like a queen this Sunday will be a delight.
Now Brandi, well what can I say about this big loud cowgirl? I actually can’t say a lot because she is one of my best friends in the business. She has been a guide for me, a protector a mentor… we have been places and done things that would probably make an epic ladies night movie. She is my redneck, my bouncy redneck at that. I can’t and will not say anything aside from the fact that I love you Brandi and this Sunday I can’t wait to wrap my arms around you for a big hug… but let’s be honest if I have to throw you over the top rope I’ll give it a red hot go, because I know you will do the same to me. I’m rooting for you in this; if I can’t claim the victory I want you to have it… why? So I can raise your hand in victory and you can leave Sin City Wrestling in the spotlight like you should have. Your moment in the spotlight was stolen from you, but damn girl… I’m willing to help you get it back.
Now let’s talk about some little Faith and when I say little Faith, I mean giant Faith. Faith and I never crossed paths in Sin City Wrestling and I don’t know a lot about her, all I know is that she is fierce she is a force to be reckoned with. She walked into Sin City Wrestling and dominated on her first night, but the flame kinda died out soon after. I have no doubt in my mind that she has kept up her training and that she will be chomping at the wire to get back into the ring and set this one off with a bang. I look forward to seeing you Faith, I can’t wait to see what you have done with your time away from the ring… lord help us if you kept training with your trainer… because if you have, we are all well damn right screwed.
The next two I’m going to group together, Amanda and Laura… I mean how could I separate the two? The two tickle fetish freaks who couldn’t really dominate the singles scene so they teamed up and tried that and failed also. Why no love for these two? I mean give me a single reason why I should? Every time Amanda would win in Sin City Wrestling she would boast about how perfect she was and how amazing she was the minute that she lost she would cry about not being good enough or that her opponent cheated… I have no time for that. Absolutely none. As for Laura… seriously break away from her girl, what are you doing to yourself? Anyways this is none of my business… and come Sunday night after this match I won’t ever have to think of these two ever again. Am I shocked that Sin City Wrestling called them back up a little, but what can I say? I’m sure that they will contribute some sort of entertainment to this match, even if it is them two just ticking each other in the centre of the ring trying desperately to steal the fans attention they only way they know how by being little whores. No love can be found here for these two… absolutely none. I don’t even have to know you Amanda to know the stories behind you; I guess people could say you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover… but really you could put a kitten on your cover and people would still see you for what you really are.
Last but definitely least for a reason Liz Smalls. Oh precious Liz Smalls the “big deal†the “main event†the “be all and end all†of female pro wrestling. Please you’re making me vomit. What on earth was Sin City Wrestling thinking about bringing you back? Like seriously? Did everyone else out there say no? They had to turn to you… filthy you. Surely Carly Athens was hanging around just dying to tug on Rage again… Sigh I guess you’ll say I’m bitter or jealous of you but here’s the break down. I couldn’t give a shit about you. You over the top dramatic bag of drama, you think people like you one second then you cry because everyone hates you? You have more personalities then Amanda Bynes. The Kim Kardashian of Professional wrestling… you spread your legs and film it and look what happens you “think†you become and overnight sensation. Trust me… I don’t care for if, I don’t care for you. In fact you give me a headache the way I see you go back and forth on twitter like Selena Gomez goes back and forth with Justin Bieber and her own right hand. Boring! Seriously by the time you make your “grand entrance†the rest of us wouldn’t have been put to sleep, or hell the match will be over. I can just see it now tho; if you win… heaven help us… the bragging would be on par with your nails running down a chalk board voice, so fucking annoying. But God forbid us if you lose I mean what excuse would you use? You woke up on the wrong side of bed? You weren’t in the right mood? We cheated? We ganged up on you? Here’s a reason for you if you lose… try it on for size I think you’ll find that it fits you just nicely… you simply can’t wrestle… never have, never will you just plain and simply suck… but you don’t have issues with sucking right I mean that’s what your horrid DVD highlighted, your sucking ability. I really can’t wait to witness the mean girls reunion I mean, I’m dying to see the end of it when you all skip off and go bitch about each other because let’s face it you all can’t stand each other you just feel the need to be around each other so no one can pin point who’s shit stinks the worst. Trust me when I say this… you’re all as bad as each other. Thinking that you’re the reason why Sin City Wrestling is still floating… you claim to bring in so much money, yet week in and week out your merchandise stays on the shelf… getting dusty like Veronica Taylor’s box. I’ve heard the rumours though that you might not be showing up and trust me, I pray to god that you do show up so we the rest of the eight Bombshells in this match can clean the floor up with you. You want to play the victim I’ll sure as hell give you a damn reason to feel that way.
Alright I think that’s enough for tonight… I guess all I can say is that the last battle royal I was in, I won… not only did I win it but I won the following match up the same night and became the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roulette Champion… come Sunday I’ll be looking for a victory… but more importantly I’ll be looking for some fun. I know what it takes to win a big match and this right here might just be the biggest in my career.
As for my Sin City Wrestling fans your Kiwi has returned for one night only and she will be aiming high, I promise I won’t disappoint you.
It’s time to show you all again how Kia Kaha I can be.
It’s time to end my wrestling career on the natural high that it should have.
Love
ERJ
xox
