Post by Amy Marshall on Nov 27, 2010 8:05:38 GMT -6
Recent weeks haven’t been going Roxxxie’s way, loss to Stephanie Sullivan, loss in the tag match and a draw and The Rat Pack not exactly delivering on our promise to run riot around NCW.
This would depress many, however, for Roxxxie she would choose to ignore the fact that she had lost and quickly move on finding out who she has next and plan her strategy.
And she did this after her tag match loss against the Kelly Knite and Sidney ‘Zelda’ Knite. Forgetting about the disappointment, but enjoying the public display of family drama between the two Knite’s was a nice highlight of Roxxxie’s night.
After a quick shower and change into a pair of ripped jeans, Platform high heels and a plain white Vest top and jacket, Roxxxie headed to a local bar where she had visited many times before in her early teens.
Stepping into the nightclub for the first time in years, she looked around the place, the bar still in the centre of the room, a stage at one end and pool tables at another.
The club was still the same, but by now different owners and new faces.
Entering further into the building, Roxxxie headed straight to the bar, where she straightaway sat on the nearest stool and ordered a beer. Looking around, the many memories of this place came flooding back.
The many times, she just hung out talking to various people, to getting drunk with her cousin and meeting new people at the same time.
Sipping the beer, she looked around and noticed that VIP pods were also still there, but now has a curtain separating out the individual pods and giving more privacy.
“Awesome”
Roxxxie turns back to the bar, however, before she could order another beer a female voice barked at her.
“That seat is reserved, move or I will remove you myself”
Roxxxie raised an eyebrow “Excuse me”
The girl then screamed before hugging Roxxxie, leaving Roxxxie confused and scared.
“Er…do I know you?” Roxxxie said
“Don’t you remember me?”
Roxxxie stared at her face, perhaps a little familiar but nothing twigged and Roxxxie shook her head.
“Don’t get me wrong, you might think you know me from my movies and have a relationship in your head, but I don’t know you.”
The woman raised an eyebrow “ok, my name is Melanie Jones. I used to have blonde hair with multicoloured streaks, broad frame glasses and … **** it”
Melanie moves forward and kisses Roxxxie.
Roxxxie’s eyes light up as Mel’s tender kiss brought some images back of Mel, but at the age of 18 with blonde hair with multicoloured streaks, broad frame glasses and almost geeky clothing.
“Holy ****” Roxxxie hugs Mel.
~~~~ FLASHBACK ~~~~
19th August 1996
Aged: 16
Roxxxie had been living with her cousin for the past 6 years since she had disowned her parents for being such control freaks. And living with her cousin, she had fun, he allowed her to drink, take soft drugs and have small tattoos.
Although he restricted her in how much she could drink and smoke.
However, as she got older and her school tutoring slowed down, they would go on visits to Vancouver to get away from thing and one particular year was a good memory.
Meeting up with the usual crowd we got to know a two years earlier, with the crowd being quite large we took up two pods, Roxxxie sat with two girls; Melanie and Moira.
They whole group got on well, and Mel and Roxxxie hit it off straight away as they shared the same music, likes and various other things.
Although having lost her virginity, Roxxxie knew that her sexuality leans towards men but was pretty open to the thought of fancying women but had never knew a woman’s touch as yet.
As Moira went to get other drink, Roxxxie stifled a yawn as she looked at her watch and realised it was 3am in the morning.
“Shall I take you home?” Mel asked
“Sure” Roxxxie said as she downed the rest of her vodka and coke before getting up and speaking with her cousin before leaving the club and heading to the hotel where she and her cousin are staying.
Entering the room, Roxxxie dumped all her stuff on the floor before going over to the bed and sitting on it.
“Thanks for this”
“No it’s fine, there are a lot of sick perves out there. Thought I’d make sure you got home safe.”
Roxxxie smiles before leaning in and giving a hug and a gentle kiss on the lips as Mel responds back but quickly pulls away.
“Before you say anything, I love boys & men, I am not a virgin I lost that when I was 14 and I’ve always had a natural curiosity.”
Mel cocked her head, and she had been there before and knew what Roxxxie was getting at.
“Look just don’t tell your cousin about this, I doubt he’ll forgive me for this.”
“Oh please, he knows that I’m not a virgin, he in fact caught me in the act. And he wasn’t mad just made sure it was safe.”
Mel smirked “I just feel uncomfortable kissing a 16 year old”
“Don’t be” Roxxxie said as she leans in once more and kisses Mel.
For Roxxxie her first lesbian experience was nice, she was with a friend she knew well and they liked the first stuff. And for the next two years they would hook up and help Roxxxie with experience.
~~~ END OF FLASHBACK ~~~
Having caught up and shared stories with what they had been doing and since Mel left Vancouver.
It was time to past ways once more as Roxxxie had to head back to the hotel and sort herself out for the PPV, while Mel returned back to her normal routine of designing clothes plus running her own sex shop.
But upon leaving one another they shared a final lingering kiss and parted way.
This would depress many, however, for Roxxxie she would choose to ignore the fact that she had lost and quickly move on finding out who she has next and plan her strategy.
And she did this after her tag match loss against the Kelly Knite and Sidney ‘Zelda’ Knite. Forgetting about the disappointment, but enjoying the public display of family drama between the two Knite’s was a nice highlight of Roxxxie’s night.
After a quick shower and change into a pair of ripped jeans, Platform high heels and a plain white Vest top and jacket, Roxxxie headed to a local bar where she had visited many times before in her early teens.
Stepping into the nightclub for the first time in years, she looked around the place, the bar still in the centre of the room, a stage at one end and pool tables at another.
The club was still the same, but by now different owners and new faces.
Entering further into the building, Roxxxie headed straight to the bar, where she straightaway sat on the nearest stool and ordered a beer. Looking around, the many memories of this place came flooding back.
The many times, she just hung out talking to various people, to getting drunk with her cousin and meeting new people at the same time.
Sipping the beer, she looked around and noticed that VIP pods were also still there, but now has a curtain separating out the individual pods and giving more privacy.
“Awesome”
Roxxxie turns back to the bar, however, before she could order another beer a female voice barked at her.
“That seat is reserved, move or I will remove you myself”
Roxxxie raised an eyebrow “Excuse me”
The girl then screamed before hugging Roxxxie, leaving Roxxxie confused and scared.
“Er…do I know you?” Roxxxie said
“Don’t you remember me?”
Roxxxie stared at her face, perhaps a little familiar but nothing twigged and Roxxxie shook her head.
“Don’t get me wrong, you might think you know me from my movies and have a relationship in your head, but I don’t know you.”
The woman raised an eyebrow “ok, my name is Melanie Jones. I used to have blonde hair with multicoloured streaks, broad frame glasses and … **** it”
Melanie moves forward and kisses Roxxxie.
Roxxxie’s eyes light up as Mel’s tender kiss brought some images back of Mel, but at the age of 18 with blonde hair with multicoloured streaks, broad frame glasses and almost geeky clothing.
“Holy ****” Roxxxie hugs Mel.
~~~~ FLASHBACK ~~~~
19th August 1996
Aged: 16
Roxxxie had been living with her cousin for the past 6 years since she had disowned her parents for being such control freaks. And living with her cousin, she had fun, he allowed her to drink, take soft drugs and have small tattoos.
Although he restricted her in how much she could drink and smoke.
However, as she got older and her school tutoring slowed down, they would go on visits to Vancouver to get away from thing and one particular year was a good memory.
Meeting up with the usual crowd we got to know a two years earlier, with the crowd being quite large we took up two pods, Roxxxie sat with two girls; Melanie and Moira.
They whole group got on well, and Mel and Roxxxie hit it off straight away as they shared the same music, likes and various other things.
Although having lost her virginity, Roxxxie knew that her sexuality leans towards men but was pretty open to the thought of fancying women but had never knew a woman’s touch as yet.
As Moira went to get other drink, Roxxxie stifled a yawn as she looked at her watch and realised it was 3am in the morning.
“Shall I take you home?” Mel asked
“Sure” Roxxxie said as she downed the rest of her vodka and coke before getting up and speaking with her cousin before leaving the club and heading to the hotel where she and her cousin are staying.
Entering the room, Roxxxie dumped all her stuff on the floor before going over to the bed and sitting on it.
“Thanks for this”
“No it’s fine, there are a lot of sick perves out there. Thought I’d make sure you got home safe.”
Roxxxie smiles before leaning in and giving a hug and a gentle kiss on the lips as Mel responds back but quickly pulls away.
“Before you say anything, I love boys & men, I am not a virgin I lost that when I was 14 and I’ve always had a natural curiosity.”
Mel cocked her head, and she had been there before and knew what Roxxxie was getting at.
“Look just don’t tell your cousin about this, I doubt he’ll forgive me for this.”
“Oh please, he knows that I’m not a virgin, he in fact caught me in the act. And he wasn’t mad just made sure it was safe.”
Mel smirked “I just feel uncomfortable kissing a 16 year old”
“Don’t be” Roxxxie said as she leans in once more and kisses Mel.
For Roxxxie her first lesbian experience was nice, she was with a friend she knew well and they liked the first stuff. And for the next two years they would hook up and help Roxxxie with experience.
~~~ END OF FLASHBACK ~~~
Having caught up and shared stories with what they had been doing and since Mel left Vancouver.
It was time to past ways once more as Roxxxie had to head back to the hotel and sort herself out for the PPV, while Mel returned back to her normal routine of designing clothes plus running her own sex shop.
But upon leaving one another they shared a final lingering kiss and parted way.