Post by Megan Sanderson on Oct 5, 2012 3:47:56 GMT -6
Megan Sanderson: I sometimes wonder if I deserve all the negativity people fling my way. I haven't always been the nicest whore next door but I wasn't the meanest either. I lived a certain way because at the time it made me happy. At the time, I was lost and looking to reconnect with myself. I grew up way too fast and life was just catching up to me. Brad was beginning to look at me the way the world did. As just another mouth to stick his dick into and for a while even I began to believe that I was what they claimed I was. I became the cum dumpster all you sheep so eloquently labeled me... Lex showed me the truth, though. That I wasn't just another harlot. That the A on my chest was written in crayon and could easily be washed off. That I was still that girl next door that fell in love with the wrong guy that popped her cherry. Lex made the old me come out again and just when I thought he couldn't make things better he introduces me to Kris and now....
Kris is showing me the way back to happiness."
Megan Sanderson: Come on, sweety. It'll be fun.
Kris Titan: I don't know about that. You saw how weirded out she got when you joked about her joining. And that was just a joke!
Megan Sanderson: Oh?... It wasn't a joke.
Kris Titan: Megan!
"I giggled because it really wasn't a joke. I was serious. I wanted that room service girl to join us. I know a thing or two about sex and I want Kris to enjoy it at its full potential. That's something I can show her. She's so shy, though. It's going to take some work to get her to come out of her shell. It's a good thing I don't mind the work if it'll make her "come" out sooner."
Kris Titan: You're so silly.
"She playfully throws a pillow at me and tries to hide away the fact that her cheeks are turning red. It's so cute but not as cute as dat ass in front of my face. She bends down in search of her pants and I enjoy the view as she pulls them up. We've been at this hotel since last week. I don't even think I've seen actual daylight. Too distracted by Kris' nakedness. If you could only see what I see."
Megan Sanderson: Where you going?
Kris Titan: We need some ice.
Megan Sanderson: Can't you just call someone to bring it?
Kris Titan: Maybe... But I wanna go! I need to walk this wobbly out of my legs.
"Sad face as she pulls on a shirt but at least she leans over to shove her delicious tongue down my throat. A quick game of tonsil hockey never hurt anyone but it sure as hell turned them on. I try to wrestle her back to the bed but she pulls away, waving her finger at me while smiling that smile that must've broken a thousand hearts."
Kris Titan: I'll be back soon.
Megan Sanderson: Promise?
Kris Titan: Cross my heart.
"She grabs the ice bucket and then shakes that tight ass right out the door. I immediately miss her but my love socket purrs at the thought of her return. I want her to experience lust and passion to the fullest. No inhibitions. No limitations. I roll over to the phone, sitting up and making sure the blankets are covering up the ladies as I dial the front desk."
Megan Sanderson: Round one went to me...
It's bittersweet really but I'll take it.
GOD knows I need it.
If I could've, I would've made it so that both Kris and I won but we be living them Highlander rules, son! Then again, I guess we did win in the end. We ended up in each other's arms kissing and licking each other's naked body. If only every night could end like that but you know what?... I take what I can get and as of last Sunday, I'm still in the running for something that was so far away from my sights I thought I would never get there. But here I am, one step closer to that thing we all dream of, the Starlet's Championship.
I have no illusions of my chances in this tournament. Especially one where Sydney Knight is involved. That's is what she's going by nowadays, isn't it?... Anyways, my chances are pretty low but I would like to think they are at least higher than Trent Helms with a pussy. I don't know you, Charity, nor do I want to know you. If you're anything like your brother than you're going to be an obnoxious, self-centered prick without a dick that thinks the universe revolves around that Galactus guy. I guess I should take the time to Google you but I've been too busy with Kris... Eating out.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, sweety pie, but siblings of great wrestlers usually turn out not so great. Just ask Josie Everyman or Katie Callaghan or Wacki Jackie. Around these parts, unless your last name is Knite or Famularo, brothers and sisters of actual competitors end up sucking worse than Sydney on a date with a man from Sydney. So what makes you different?
What do you bring that hasn't been brought?
I saw your match last week and it was impressive. You got a huge win against the posterchild of why not to use steroids. You took that deep, manly voice belonging to the she-he her/himself and shut it the hell up. It was quite inspiring and even made me want to jump out of my chair and cheer for the underdog. Real good work, honey. It wont be enough though. I'm starting to get my groove back. I am beginning to light a fire that is starting to burn my name into the hearts of anybody willing to look past my past. I managed to beat Nina, sending her right back to that comfy spot on the couch next to Brad. I ended up getting past the first round and I will continue on, passing you to that invisible little finish line.
Dedication is key and you don't have any. I can see it in your eyes. If you could, you would be doing something different. You would be working some lame ass job somewhere in corporate Ameriblah, blah, blah. I'm sure you tried to find some other way to pay the rising costs of attending college these days but nobody wanted you. So here you are using your brother's name to get yourself a way out. Too bad you're only stepping into the thick of it and once they have you, you never leave. This sport is a disease. It gets inside you and multiplies, creating a need to wrestle. I've had it my whole life, this itch you just can't scratch unless you're competing. I contracted it from Brad through marriage and now, I live for this.
I guess that's the difference between you and I. I WANT to be here. You NEED to be here and necessity can only get you so far.
As far as the second round of the Starlet's Road to the Gold, to be exact.
"I made the call and now I wait for Kris to come back. She's going to be surprised. She finally opens the door after what seemed like forever, ice bucket in hand. I scoot over to the edge of the bed and bring her in, lifting her shirt so I could kiss that stomach I love so much."
Kris Titan: Did you miss me?
Megan Sanderson: You know it, baby.
Kris Titan: I wasn't gone for long.
Megan Sanderson: It was long enough.
"I take some ice and put it in my mouth, swooshing it around my mouth as I look up into Kris' eyes. I let her know with a single look what my intentions are and if that wasn't obvious then me unbutton her pants was a dead give away. I push the ice tip just outside my lips and begin running it across her abs, pulling down her pants as I do so."
Kris Titan: Again?
Megan Sanderson: I hope it never ends, babydoll.
"She's still holding that ice bucket so I signal for someone to come and take it from her. Kris is shocked to find the woman who brought our room service earlier come up from behind with blushing cheeks to take the ice bucket from her. Kris immediately pulls away and attempts to cover herself up but I don't let her."
Megan Sanderson: It's okay. She's only here to watch.
Kris Titan: Watch?
Megan Sanderson: Yeah. Figured we needed an audience.
Kris Titan: And she's okay with it?
Megan Sanderson: She wouldn't be here if she wasn't. Are you okay with it?
"She bites her lips as she thinks hard about it. Something inside her is telling her no but someone out here is telling her yes, me. I take her hands and wrap them around my head as I pull her in to straddle me while I sit on the edge of the bed. She's so shy but I kiss her as if it would be the last kiss she would ever get and soon the hornyness blocks all that noise out."
Kris Titan: Oh God yes!.
"She begins dry humping me like crazy as I rip her shirt off and throw her unto the bed. I can tell Kris is looking over to the server because so am I. The server girl is rubbing her own hands up and down her own body and Kris moans with excitement. This is probably new to her and that makes me moan. I turn her over unto her stomach and make sure that she is looking right at the girl from room service who is enjoying the nice curves of her own body. I begin kissing the small of Kris' back, making my way down to.... Well, you know where.
Use your imagination.
It's what we did."
Megan Sanderson: I hope you turn out different than most of the women here. Most of the time, Charity, these ladies aren't too charitable. They find a weakness and then they exploit it. They try to demean you and break you down all in the name of "entertainment". It's a tough road you are now walking made even worse by our desire to be number 1 within our division. Ladies come and go and I hope you find a way to stay because while I am going to kick your face in, fresh new faces is exactly what this company needs. We always have a chance, there's always a shot to be taken. You just have to want it and I want it. It's a chance for me to show the world that I'm not just a pretty face with a nice rack.
I wanna make Lex proud that he took me in when everyone else had thrown me away.
I wanna make my children proud who love me unconditionally... Well some of them anyways.
I wanna make Kris proud to be with me.
Most importantly, I wanna make myself proud and happy to be alive.
And nothing is going to get in the way of my happiness.
Kris is showing me the way back to happiness."
Megan Sanderson: Come on, sweety. It'll be fun.
Kris Titan: I don't know about that. You saw how weirded out she got when you joked about her joining. And that was just a joke!
Megan Sanderson: Oh?... It wasn't a joke.
Kris Titan: Megan!
"I giggled because it really wasn't a joke. I was serious. I wanted that room service girl to join us. I know a thing or two about sex and I want Kris to enjoy it at its full potential. That's something I can show her. She's so shy, though. It's going to take some work to get her to come out of her shell. It's a good thing I don't mind the work if it'll make her "come" out sooner."
Kris Titan: You're so silly.
"She playfully throws a pillow at me and tries to hide away the fact that her cheeks are turning red. It's so cute but not as cute as dat ass in front of my face. She bends down in search of her pants and I enjoy the view as she pulls them up. We've been at this hotel since last week. I don't even think I've seen actual daylight. Too distracted by Kris' nakedness. If you could only see what I see."
Megan Sanderson: Where you going?
Kris Titan: We need some ice.
Megan Sanderson: Can't you just call someone to bring it?
Kris Titan: Maybe... But I wanna go! I need to walk this wobbly out of my legs.
"Sad face as she pulls on a shirt but at least she leans over to shove her delicious tongue down my throat. A quick game of tonsil hockey never hurt anyone but it sure as hell turned them on. I try to wrestle her back to the bed but she pulls away, waving her finger at me while smiling that smile that must've broken a thousand hearts."
Kris Titan: I'll be back soon.
Megan Sanderson: Promise?
Kris Titan: Cross my heart.
"She grabs the ice bucket and then shakes that tight ass right out the door. I immediately miss her but my love socket purrs at the thought of her return. I want her to experience lust and passion to the fullest. No inhibitions. No limitations. I roll over to the phone, sitting up and making sure the blankets are covering up the ladies as I dial the front desk."
Megan Sanderson: Round one went to me...
It's bittersweet really but I'll take it.
GOD knows I need it.
If I could've, I would've made it so that both Kris and I won but we be living them Highlander rules, son! Then again, I guess we did win in the end. We ended up in each other's arms kissing and licking each other's naked body. If only every night could end like that but you know what?... I take what I can get and as of last Sunday, I'm still in the running for something that was so far away from my sights I thought I would never get there. But here I am, one step closer to that thing we all dream of, the Starlet's Championship.
I have no illusions of my chances in this tournament. Especially one where Sydney Knight is involved. That's is what she's going by nowadays, isn't it?... Anyways, my chances are pretty low but I would like to think they are at least higher than Trent Helms with a pussy. I don't know you, Charity, nor do I want to know you. If you're anything like your brother than you're going to be an obnoxious, self-centered prick without a dick that thinks the universe revolves around that Galactus guy. I guess I should take the time to Google you but I've been too busy with Kris... Eating out.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, sweety pie, but siblings of great wrestlers usually turn out not so great. Just ask Josie Everyman or Katie Callaghan or Wacki Jackie. Around these parts, unless your last name is Knite or Famularo, brothers and sisters of actual competitors end up sucking worse than Sydney on a date with a man from Sydney. So what makes you different?
What do you bring that hasn't been brought?
I saw your match last week and it was impressive. You got a huge win against the posterchild of why not to use steroids. You took that deep, manly voice belonging to the she-he her/himself and shut it the hell up. It was quite inspiring and even made me want to jump out of my chair and cheer for the underdog. Real good work, honey. It wont be enough though. I'm starting to get my groove back. I am beginning to light a fire that is starting to burn my name into the hearts of anybody willing to look past my past. I managed to beat Nina, sending her right back to that comfy spot on the couch next to Brad. I ended up getting past the first round and I will continue on, passing you to that invisible little finish line.
Dedication is key and you don't have any. I can see it in your eyes. If you could, you would be doing something different. You would be working some lame ass job somewhere in corporate Ameriblah, blah, blah. I'm sure you tried to find some other way to pay the rising costs of attending college these days but nobody wanted you. So here you are using your brother's name to get yourself a way out. Too bad you're only stepping into the thick of it and once they have you, you never leave. This sport is a disease. It gets inside you and multiplies, creating a need to wrestle. I've had it my whole life, this itch you just can't scratch unless you're competing. I contracted it from Brad through marriage and now, I live for this.
I guess that's the difference between you and I. I WANT to be here. You NEED to be here and necessity can only get you so far.
As far as the second round of the Starlet's Road to the Gold, to be exact.
"I made the call and now I wait for Kris to come back. She's going to be surprised. She finally opens the door after what seemed like forever, ice bucket in hand. I scoot over to the edge of the bed and bring her in, lifting her shirt so I could kiss that stomach I love so much."
Kris Titan: Did you miss me?
Megan Sanderson: You know it, baby.
Kris Titan: I wasn't gone for long.
Megan Sanderson: It was long enough.
"I take some ice and put it in my mouth, swooshing it around my mouth as I look up into Kris' eyes. I let her know with a single look what my intentions are and if that wasn't obvious then me unbutton her pants was a dead give away. I push the ice tip just outside my lips and begin running it across her abs, pulling down her pants as I do so."
Kris Titan: Again?
Megan Sanderson: I hope it never ends, babydoll.
"She's still holding that ice bucket so I signal for someone to come and take it from her. Kris is shocked to find the woman who brought our room service earlier come up from behind with blushing cheeks to take the ice bucket from her. Kris immediately pulls away and attempts to cover herself up but I don't let her."
Megan Sanderson: It's okay. She's only here to watch.
Kris Titan: Watch?
Megan Sanderson: Yeah. Figured we needed an audience.
Kris Titan: And she's okay with it?
Megan Sanderson: She wouldn't be here if she wasn't. Are you okay with it?
"She bites her lips as she thinks hard about it. Something inside her is telling her no but someone out here is telling her yes, me. I take her hands and wrap them around my head as I pull her in to straddle me while I sit on the edge of the bed. She's so shy but I kiss her as if it would be the last kiss she would ever get and soon the hornyness blocks all that noise out."
Kris Titan: Oh God yes!.
"She begins dry humping me like crazy as I rip her shirt off and throw her unto the bed. I can tell Kris is looking over to the server because so am I. The server girl is rubbing her own hands up and down her own body and Kris moans with excitement. This is probably new to her and that makes me moan. I turn her over unto her stomach and make sure that she is looking right at the girl from room service who is enjoying the nice curves of her own body. I begin kissing the small of Kris' back, making my way down to.... Well, you know where.
Use your imagination.
It's what we did."
Megan Sanderson: I hope you turn out different than most of the women here. Most of the time, Charity, these ladies aren't too charitable. They find a weakness and then they exploit it. They try to demean you and break you down all in the name of "entertainment". It's a tough road you are now walking made even worse by our desire to be number 1 within our division. Ladies come and go and I hope you find a way to stay because while I am going to kick your face in, fresh new faces is exactly what this company needs. We always have a chance, there's always a shot to be taken. You just have to want it and I want it. It's a chance for me to show the world that I'm not just a pretty face with a nice rack.
I wanna make Lex proud that he took me in when everyone else had thrown me away.
I wanna make my children proud who love me unconditionally... Well some of them anyways.
I wanna make Kris proud to be with me.
Most importantly, I wanna make myself proud and happy to be alive.
And nothing is going to get in the way of my happiness.