Post by Dexter Davis on Sept 6, 2012 20:02:41 GMT -6
Oh boy this should be an interesting drive to the store. I'm standing outside with my sunglasses on waiting for my stepson to come out of the house with the car keys. Being fifteen and having his permit, Chris always wants to drive around town. The front door open as he looks happy he gets to drive while I get stuff for dinner tonight. Always seem to make a trip a day to the store for something.
Chris: Alright let's get going, Nina. Can't wait to get behind the wheel.
Nina: I know but remember the rules before even starting the car.
He nods at me as we get into the car. The front door opens back up as out runs Lacey to the car. Seems like she wants to come along too. I roll down my window as I look down at her.
Lacey: Wanna come too!
Nina: Okay, Lace. Hop in the backseat and buckle up.
Lacey opens the door and climbs in before buckling up. I look back at her to check and make sure she's secure. Chris buckles up as I do the same. He looks in his mirrors, adjusting them for his height and best lines of visions. After going through his check list Chris starts the car. The first thing is the loud metal music blaring from the car speakers.
Lacey: ICKY!
I feel the same way. Not a metal kind of woman. I turn it down and switch to a different CD while turning it down pretty low but still able to hear it. Chris looks at me before sighing.
Chris: Really? This kind of stuff?
Nina: What's wrong with top forty?
Chris: You see nothing wrong with Call Me, Maybe?
Nina: Nope. Matter of fact I don't. Its why I made my new entrance music.
Chris hits his head on the steering wheel a little annoyed now. He turns his attention to backing out of the driveway now, taking his time. Good job so far as he's really a good young driver. Chris never even has his cell phone on when he's driving with us in the car.
Chris: I suppose if you like this junk you probably loved Crank Dat...
Nina: No woman ever should like that song. I take that back. No one ever should like that song. Terrible, terrible stuff.
Chris: Aunt Freya listens to it all the time.
Nina: Well you're Aunt Freya is, well, Aunt Freya. I haven't gotten a good read on that girl yet. One moment she's acting mature and the next she's sending me pictures on the phone of her and Dexter in an intimate setting.
I see his eyebrow raise wondering why she'd do something like that. Lacey's off in her own little world in the backseat enjoying the custom CD I made.
Nina: Then again your mother was a terrible influence on her. From what Freya's told me Megan would want her to send texts like that so Megan could tell her what she's doing wrong.
Chris: Sounds like Megan alright.
Yep, he doesn't call her mom. Not sure if that has been mentioned or not. I like that he doesn't. We come up to a four way stop sign as Chris shows great maturity and patentice waiting for his turn.
Nina: Very nice job.
Chris: Thank you.
That gets a smile on his face as he keeps his focus on the road. Oh no... I begin to wave my arms in the air.
Chris: Do you have to do this every time Hot Stepper plays?
Nina: Yes, yes I do. Gotta keep it alive.
Chris: Right.
Ah crap the right is turning yellow as Chris stomps on the brakes and grabs out to stop me from going forward.
...
That little bastard just copped a feel. His face is bright red as I don't know if that was intentional or not.
Lacey: Not supposed to do that bro bro!
Yeah I don't know why she calls him bro bro.
Chris: I was an accident. I didn't mean to do that...
Lacey: Did too! He smiled mommy!
Chris: I did not!
He pulls over upset at what happened. Either he's really good at acting or really didn't mean to do that. Still not too sure at the moment.
Lacey: You molderested her!
That makes me laugh. More of her butchering the word instead of the situation. God help her she's so damn cute and funny. Chris looks at me with tears welling in his eyes. Poor boy is so confused. I pat his shoulders before smiling at him.
Nina: Mistake or not, its okay. You were trying to protect me just like your dad would. Just know that nothing will ever happen between us. You are my stepson and I will be there for you if you need to talk about girls, okay?
He nods his head before looking back at Lacey who is giggling at him.
Lacey: You cry more then Kaylee!
Chris: I do not!
She's so good at getting him going. Lacey is going to be big trouble in eight years. Oh how Brad and I do not look forward to her teenage years. Chris starts the car back up feeling more confident and less confused about how he feels about me. Still I'm not sure he'll not try to grope me again...
~~~~~
"Last week was pretty weird. I mean the people think I'm hotter then Megan so I beat her at her own game. Even with that disgusting display that she called a bikini, a little mystery wins out all the time over pure slut. Though I felt the need to shower like sixty times after she attacked me. Seriously, slutty, stop doing that. It was bad enough at A New Dawn but doing it like that I just felt super cheap and violated.
Anyways...
This week I got Emma Danielson. Quite a firey woman isn't she? Fights for the upstanding morals of female professional wrestling. She's helping in the crusade against the evil leaders of the Starlets division who forces them to wrestle in mud pits, jello, pudding, and everything else. Seems like Megan's taylor made for the Starlet division. How lame is that? Regardless I feel like this match leaves me with something to prove.
The last time I was in the ring against a real female wrestler and not a slutty pants who shook her boobies for money, I got beat. I felt no shame in losing to Mercy V. She got the best of me and I accept it. Just like if Emma Danielson would normally get the best of me I wouldn't mind it at all. But this isn't really any other time. While I'm currently in my war against you know who, I feel like because of a certain social media site I have angered the new BWA.
See I wished Emma good luck on the Twitter machine a few days ago. After a few replies back and forth I felt comfortable enough to make a joke I know why she's always so angry. Keep in mind this is after she felt the need to insult me after I was showing her nothing but sportswomanship. Basically she said the only reason I'm in NCW is because of who I'm in a relationship with. Since she was joking on me, I felt the need to do the same when I felt the time was right.
I told Emma that the reason why she's so angry all the time is that a man hasn't touched her in quite some time. I thought it was funny. Her response was a murder threat. While I don't take the Twitter as seriously as some people do, I feel like she greatly overreacted to nothing more then a joke. So instead of looking forward to a learning experience against a former champion of the division I must fear for my life as she has threatened to destroy me within the rules of the match.
Are you gonna do that whole I have until five thing that's been completely overdone? I mean if you flip your boobies over a small, little comment like that I can understand why no one really cares for you in the first place. Some people take this too seriously. I mean granted I'm in something big right now but I'm still trying to keep my mood as cheery as possible because thats just who I am. I'm not a large woman with a drinking problem trying to take my pain and misery out on other women.
You wanna beat some wholesale ass?
Go join MMA. If you hate life that much and feel the need to pick on a smaller woman like myself then you're accomplishing nothing with your BWA crusade. The first incaration, bullies. This one is no different. You're in the same boat as Rayne. Someone's muscle to carry out the will of your two friends. That is until one of you suddenly gets your panties in a wad and leaves NCW but that's a different story.
I don't care about your crusade to pure the divison from the filth that destroys it. Ratings speak. Megan and I got huge ratings? You? Nothing. Sometimes a little bit of boobies and butt will spark something. Did I like being in it? No. Did I complain about it? Nope. I deal with the card I'm dealt. I have my entire life. From my own divorce a couple of years ago. From my daughter being born from a dead beat who wanted nothing to do with her.
The entire BWA is a crutch for not being able to deal with your own problems yourself. True strength lies within, Emma, not in a group of women trying to act like a bunch of bad asses.
In fact this should be your website banner for your BWA."
"You and your friends are nothing but a meme. If you beat me, then you beat me. You can pat yourself on the back. However if I beat you, well then, you have some explaining to do. A little blonde girl beats one of the big bad asses. I think that'd be a great start to my weekend of wrestling."
Chris: Alright let's get going, Nina. Can't wait to get behind the wheel.
Nina: I know but remember the rules before even starting the car.
He nods at me as we get into the car. The front door opens back up as out runs Lacey to the car. Seems like she wants to come along too. I roll down my window as I look down at her.
Lacey: Wanna come too!
Nina: Okay, Lace. Hop in the backseat and buckle up.
Lacey opens the door and climbs in before buckling up. I look back at her to check and make sure she's secure. Chris buckles up as I do the same. He looks in his mirrors, adjusting them for his height and best lines of visions. After going through his check list Chris starts the car. The first thing is the loud metal music blaring from the car speakers.
Lacey: ICKY!
I feel the same way. Not a metal kind of woman. I turn it down and switch to a different CD while turning it down pretty low but still able to hear it. Chris looks at me before sighing.
Chris: Really? This kind of stuff?
Nina: What's wrong with top forty?
Chris: You see nothing wrong with Call Me, Maybe?
Nina: Nope. Matter of fact I don't. Its why I made my new entrance music.
Chris hits his head on the steering wheel a little annoyed now. He turns his attention to backing out of the driveway now, taking his time. Good job so far as he's really a good young driver. Chris never even has his cell phone on when he's driving with us in the car.
Chris: I suppose if you like this junk you probably loved Crank Dat...
Nina: No woman ever should like that song. I take that back. No one ever should like that song. Terrible, terrible stuff.
Chris: Aunt Freya listens to it all the time.
Nina: Well you're Aunt Freya is, well, Aunt Freya. I haven't gotten a good read on that girl yet. One moment she's acting mature and the next she's sending me pictures on the phone of her and Dexter in an intimate setting.
I see his eyebrow raise wondering why she'd do something like that. Lacey's off in her own little world in the backseat enjoying the custom CD I made.
Nina: Then again your mother was a terrible influence on her. From what Freya's told me Megan would want her to send texts like that so Megan could tell her what she's doing wrong.
Chris: Sounds like Megan alright.
Yep, he doesn't call her mom. Not sure if that has been mentioned or not. I like that he doesn't. We come up to a four way stop sign as Chris shows great maturity and patentice waiting for his turn.
Nina: Very nice job.
Chris: Thank you.
That gets a smile on his face as he keeps his focus on the road. Oh no... I begin to wave my arms in the air.
Chris: Do you have to do this every time Hot Stepper plays?
Nina: Yes, yes I do. Gotta keep it alive.
Chris: Right.
Ah crap the right is turning yellow as Chris stomps on the brakes and grabs out to stop me from going forward.
...
That little bastard just copped a feel. His face is bright red as I don't know if that was intentional or not.
Lacey: Not supposed to do that bro bro!
Yeah I don't know why she calls him bro bro.
Chris: I was an accident. I didn't mean to do that...
Lacey: Did too! He smiled mommy!
Chris: I did not!
He pulls over upset at what happened. Either he's really good at acting or really didn't mean to do that. Still not too sure at the moment.
Lacey: You molderested her!
That makes me laugh. More of her butchering the word instead of the situation. God help her she's so damn cute and funny. Chris looks at me with tears welling in his eyes. Poor boy is so confused. I pat his shoulders before smiling at him.
Nina: Mistake or not, its okay. You were trying to protect me just like your dad would. Just know that nothing will ever happen between us. You are my stepson and I will be there for you if you need to talk about girls, okay?
He nods his head before looking back at Lacey who is giggling at him.
Lacey: You cry more then Kaylee!
Chris: I do not!
She's so good at getting him going. Lacey is going to be big trouble in eight years. Oh how Brad and I do not look forward to her teenage years. Chris starts the car back up feeling more confident and less confused about how he feels about me. Still I'm not sure he'll not try to grope me again...
~~~~~
"Last week was pretty weird. I mean the people think I'm hotter then Megan so I beat her at her own game. Even with that disgusting display that she called a bikini, a little mystery wins out all the time over pure slut. Though I felt the need to shower like sixty times after she attacked me. Seriously, slutty, stop doing that. It was bad enough at A New Dawn but doing it like that I just felt super cheap and violated.
Anyways...
This week I got Emma Danielson. Quite a firey woman isn't she? Fights for the upstanding morals of female professional wrestling. She's helping in the crusade against the evil leaders of the Starlets division who forces them to wrestle in mud pits, jello, pudding, and everything else. Seems like Megan's taylor made for the Starlet division. How lame is that? Regardless I feel like this match leaves me with something to prove.
The last time I was in the ring against a real female wrestler and not a slutty pants who shook her boobies for money, I got beat. I felt no shame in losing to Mercy V. She got the best of me and I accept it. Just like if Emma Danielson would normally get the best of me I wouldn't mind it at all. But this isn't really any other time. While I'm currently in my war against you know who, I feel like because of a certain social media site I have angered the new BWA.
See I wished Emma good luck on the Twitter machine a few days ago. After a few replies back and forth I felt comfortable enough to make a joke I know why she's always so angry. Keep in mind this is after she felt the need to insult me after I was showing her nothing but sportswomanship. Basically she said the only reason I'm in NCW is because of who I'm in a relationship with. Since she was joking on me, I felt the need to do the same when I felt the time was right.
I told Emma that the reason why she's so angry all the time is that a man hasn't touched her in quite some time. I thought it was funny. Her response was a murder threat. While I don't take the Twitter as seriously as some people do, I feel like she greatly overreacted to nothing more then a joke. So instead of looking forward to a learning experience against a former champion of the division I must fear for my life as she has threatened to destroy me within the rules of the match.
Are you gonna do that whole I have until five thing that's been completely overdone? I mean if you flip your boobies over a small, little comment like that I can understand why no one really cares for you in the first place. Some people take this too seriously. I mean granted I'm in something big right now but I'm still trying to keep my mood as cheery as possible because thats just who I am. I'm not a large woman with a drinking problem trying to take my pain and misery out on other women.
You wanna beat some wholesale ass?
Go join MMA. If you hate life that much and feel the need to pick on a smaller woman like myself then you're accomplishing nothing with your BWA crusade. The first incaration, bullies. This one is no different. You're in the same boat as Rayne. Someone's muscle to carry out the will of your two friends. That is until one of you suddenly gets your panties in a wad and leaves NCW but that's a different story.
I don't care about your crusade to pure the divison from the filth that destroys it. Ratings speak. Megan and I got huge ratings? You? Nothing. Sometimes a little bit of boobies and butt will spark something. Did I like being in it? No. Did I complain about it? Nope. I deal with the card I'm dealt. I have my entire life. From my own divorce a couple of years ago. From my daughter being born from a dead beat who wanted nothing to do with her.
The entire BWA is a crutch for not being able to deal with your own problems yourself. True strength lies within, Emma, not in a group of women trying to act like a bunch of bad asses.
In fact this should be your website banner for your BWA."
"You and your friends are nothing but a meme. If you beat me, then you beat me. You can pat yourself on the back. However if I beat you, well then, you have some explaining to do. A little blonde girl beats one of the big bad asses. I think that'd be a great start to my weekend of wrestling."