Post by Roger Wright on May 26, 2015 17:21:14 GMT -6
Off in the distance storm clouds built, their approach marked as they swallowed tree after tree. Slowly the dark mass of water and rain engulfed and swallowed the trees, and slowly it came forward, the wind blowing, the lightning striking within it. The evil of what it could represent so present, and yet, the cleanse it would provide the earth, the nutrients it would give the trees and grass all around it just an afterthought. The scary presence of the impending storm the only thing on people’s minds. Everyone except for one man.
“Hey baby.” LibertyLee brushed up against Roger’s back as he leaned forearm against the window. He stood there stark naked, watching the approaching late evening storm come in. LibertyLee didn’t say anything else, she just wrapped her arms around his waist and placed her chin on his shoulder. Both of them starring out at the dark mass approaching them.
“Looks like you may need to stay the night.” Roger intoned as he continued to stare out the window. “It’s going to be a nasty one, the kind of rain we really need.” LibertyLee squeezed him tight, locking her fingers around his chest and kissing him on the back of the shoulder.
“You are mesmerized by tha storm hun.” She continued to kiss his shoulder, then his neck, her hands unlocking and rubbing his chest.
“I can’t help but think about the evil this storm represents, all the destruction a major storm like this will wreak, and in the end it will do more good than bad.” Roger grabbed both of her hands and spun out of her embrace, still holding onto her hands. “People see the destruction, they see the evil side of it, but I see the beauty in it, I see what it means for this ranch, for the people who need what a ranch like this provides. The trees will be stronger, the grass will be plentiful making the cows thicker, all because of that approaching monster!” Roger pointed to the storm that had swallowed another row of trees.
“My papa always said rain is a good thing.” LibertyLee broke free of Roger’s grasp and wrapped her arm around him over his shoulders, she kissed his neck some more. “Papa always said the storm was the precursor to great things, so let the storm come baby.” She kissed Roger’s chest, slowly working her way down to his stomach.
Roger pulled her back up just before she could reach her intended destination. “Not right now sweetie.” Placing both hands on the either side of her head, Roger pulled her in and gave LibertyLee a kiss.
“What’s on ya mind?” LibertyLee led Roger by the hand away from the window to a chair in the bedroom. She sat him down and curled up onto his lap, her hands rubbing across his chest, tickling him as they danced around.
“Maybe I should retire.” Roger said, the words soft and barely escaping his lips. LibertyLee shot back away from him. Her right hand that had been dancing on his chest rose and slapped him across the face. Roger turned his head back slowly, licking the inside of his left cheek. “Not exactly the response I was expecting.” He said, his right hand wiping his lip, eyes scanning it for any blood.
“Did ya expect me to be all silly wit joy? Hun I don’t wanna be wit a rancher, I coulda had that before.” LibertyLee withdrew from Roger’s lap and approached the sliding window door that Roger had just minutes before been standing at. As she walked Roger couldn’t help but stare at her cute ass covered by the faintest of fabric. The light from the window danced off of her and gave him a swelling he had not expected in that moment.
Rising from the chair, Roger strode over, and now it was he who placed his hands around LibertyLee, his chin on her shoulder. “It is becoming more clear that Jesse won’t give me what I want, what I have earned, what I deserve!” Roger whispered into her ear.
“Than ya take it!” LibertyLee loudly replied. “Show em, show em all why ya are the most decorated wrestler in the NEW! Make them give ya what ya deserve Roger!” LibertyLee shrugged Roger off of her shoulder. “Show them what I see!”
“What do you see?” Roger asked as LibertyLee looked the naked man up and down while smiling.
“I see the storm!” She pointed out the window. “The NEW has a storm coming, and ya are the storm Roger. Ya will cause pain, destruction, and people will be scared. But when it ends, the NEW will be betta for it.” LibertyLee reached down and grabbed Roger’s manhood. “Take what ya want Roger.” She winked and kissed him on the cheek before releasing her grip and walking to the chair.
Once more Roger watched her walk, and again he felt that twinge, that desire for her build. “You are right!” He said just as she took a seat in the chair, curling her legs up against her stomach, her ass hanging just off the edge, so inviting.
“I know I am, now tell me why!” She commanded, while seductively staring him down.
“I carried this company when Jesse needed me too.” Roger proclaimed as he stepped forward.
“Go on.” LibertyLee egged him on.
“I won the first terrordome, I put that match on the map, I won the title then, and when the NEW was wavering, trying to break through to be the best, it was me who carried that title, who made the NEW become the best.” Roger took another step forward as LibertyLee nodded in agreement with his statement.
“I have held the TransAtlantic title.” Roger stepped forward again. “3 Times I have been tag team champion, 2 times X-Core, and 5 times World Champion! I am the best damn wrestler the NEW has ever seen!” Roger stepped forward again!
“And what did they do at the draft?” LivertyLee egged Roger on again.
“They left me out, they selected nobody’s over me, selected wrestlers who had never even performed in a match for the NEW.” Roger started to snarl, his hands beginning to shake a bit, anger was filling him. “They selected men and women who are not even with this company anymore over me, they discarded me to the side, all so they could try and move on. But the NEW needs me, it needs me to save it from what is happening to it.” Roger took another step forward.
LibertyLee shifted on the chair, releasing the top tie on her nighty she was wearing, revealing her ample cleavage to Roger. The very sight made him shiver with desire, and made him throb with angst. “And now what are they doing Roger?” LibertyLee goaded him some more.
“Putting me into matches with people who are not qualified to carry my bags into the arena, using me to take away opportunities from other competitors, all the while not giving me what I want.” Roger stepped forward again, his eyes scanning LibertyLee as he did. “Jesse wants to use me, but not the way I want to be used, he wants me on the back burner, as his puppet, and I don’t want to be anyone’s puppet.” Roger stepped forward again, now a foot away from the chair.
LibertyLee shifted again in the chair, all the while smiling at Roger, her face begging him to move closer and take what she knew he wanted, what she could see he wanted. “People like Gravedigger?” She asked, biting her lower lip as she did.
“Yes People like Gravedigger. What has he done for the NEW? Not a damn thing, and yet Jesse thinks he is worthy of stepping into the ring with me. For him it’s a dream come true, but then we all know what I do to people’s dreams don’t we?” Roger mockingly asked as he reached the chair. Reaching down, Roger grabbed a handful of LibertyLee’s hair and pulled her head back, kissing her square on the lips.
“Gravedigger is just one of those trees out there!” LibertyLee exclaimed between kisses.
“He will be swallowed by the storm, destroyed by it, only to be rebuilt, to be made better. From me he will learn a lot, he will understand loss, and then he can build from that, use it to figure out how to win. I will destroy what is in my way, I will strike fear into my opponents, and when I am done they will be better, I will make them better, I will make the NEW better.” Roger lifted LibertyLee off the chair and carried her to the bed, throwing her back first down onto it.
Scurrying up to the head board, LibertLee watched as Roger crawled on all fours from the foot of the bed towards her, she ached for him in that moment, wanting him to pounce on her. But Roger paused, closed his eyes. “I have spent my life being the nice guy, always turning the other cheek, letting people like Jesse walk on me, but no more.” Roger opened his eyes and pounced on LibertyLee, the passion filling the room, and the house.
Hours had passed, LibertyLee rolled over, the night and the storm had taken over, but Roger was nowhere to be found in the bed. She glanced to the window to see him standing on the patio, the rain cascading down upon his naked body. She slipped out of the bed and made her way over, stopping at the door. “It’s cold baby.” She offered her hand, but Roger didn’t turn around. “You’ll catch cold hun, come inside.” Her hand remained extended, and this time Roger took it and pulled her into the rain, she screamed with excitement as the cold rain pelted her naked skin.
“You will stay here now.” He said, a certain commanding presence to his voice. LibertyLee smiled, it was the only thing she could think to do. “That is settled.” Roger took her hand, leaned in, and kissed her passionately, the two embracing in the rain.
“I take it ya’re not retiring?” LibertyLee asked.
“Far from it, I am going to do what I do best babe, I’m going to make others quit.” Roger smiled, let the rain patter off of his face as he looked up towards the clouds. “Johnny quit because of me, Shane Sparx quit because of me, and Chris Shields killed himself because of me. All of them thought the same thing that Gravedigger no doubt thinks this very moment. They thought I was a flash in the pan, thought my simple style was easy to overcome. But like Gravedigger will learn, there is nothing simple about me. I am NEW’s reckoning, it’s storm, and the killer of dreams, I am ROGER WRIGHT!” With that last word, the two embraced in the rain, the simple beauty, the destruction, and wonderful things it brings when it is done now just an afterthought.
“Hey baby.” LibertyLee brushed up against Roger’s back as he leaned forearm against the window. He stood there stark naked, watching the approaching late evening storm come in. LibertyLee didn’t say anything else, she just wrapped her arms around his waist and placed her chin on his shoulder. Both of them starring out at the dark mass approaching them.
“Looks like you may need to stay the night.” Roger intoned as he continued to stare out the window. “It’s going to be a nasty one, the kind of rain we really need.” LibertyLee squeezed him tight, locking her fingers around his chest and kissing him on the back of the shoulder.
“You are mesmerized by tha storm hun.” She continued to kiss his shoulder, then his neck, her hands unlocking and rubbing his chest.
“I can’t help but think about the evil this storm represents, all the destruction a major storm like this will wreak, and in the end it will do more good than bad.” Roger grabbed both of her hands and spun out of her embrace, still holding onto her hands. “People see the destruction, they see the evil side of it, but I see the beauty in it, I see what it means for this ranch, for the people who need what a ranch like this provides. The trees will be stronger, the grass will be plentiful making the cows thicker, all because of that approaching monster!” Roger pointed to the storm that had swallowed another row of trees.
“My papa always said rain is a good thing.” LibertyLee broke free of Roger’s grasp and wrapped her arm around him over his shoulders, she kissed his neck some more. “Papa always said the storm was the precursor to great things, so let the storm come baby.” She kissed Roger’s chest, slowly working her way down to his stomach.
Roger pulled her back up just before she could reach her intended destination. “Not right now sweetie.” Placing both hands on the either side of her head, Roger pulled her in and gave LibertyLee a kiss.
“What’s on ya mind?” LibertyLee led Roger by the hand away from the window to a chair in the bedroom. She sat him down and curled up onto his lap, her hands rubbing across his chest, tickling him as they danced around.
“Maybe I should retire.” Roger said, the words soft and barely escaping his lips. LibertyLee shot back away from him. Her right hand that had been dancing on his chest rose and slapped him across the face. Roger turned his head back slowly, licking the inside of his left cheek. “Not exactly the response I was expecting.” He said, his right hand wiping his lip, eyes scanning it for any blood.
“Did ya expect me to be all silly wit joy? Hun I don’t wanna be wit a rancher, I coulda had that before.” LibertyLee withdrew from Roger’s lap and approached the sliding window door that Roger had just minutes before been standing at. As she walked Roger couldn’t help but stare at her cute ass covered by the faintest of fabric. The light from the window danced off of her and gave him a swelling he had not expected in that moment.
Rising from the chair, Roger strode over, and now it was he who placed his hands around LibertyLee, his chin on her shoulder. “It is becoming more clear that Jesse won’t give me what I want, what I have earned, what I deserve!” Roger whispered into her ear.
“Than ya take it!” LibertyLee loudly replied. “Show em, show em all why ya are the most decorated wrestler in the NEW! Make them give ya what ya deserve Roger!” LibertyLee shrugged Roger off of her shoulder. “Show them what I see!”
“What do you see?” Roger asked as LibertyLee looked the naked man up and down while smiling.
“I see the storm!” She pointed out the window. “The NEW has a storm coming, and ya are the storm Roger. Ya will cause pain, destruction, and people will be scared. But when it ends, the NEW will be betta for it.” LibertyLee reached down and grabbed Roger’s manhood. “Take what ya want Roger.” She winked and kissed him on the cheek before releasing her grip and walking to the chair.
Once more Roger watched her walk, and again he felt that twinge, that desire for her build. “You are right!” He said just as she took a seat in the chair, curling her legs up against her stomach, her ass hanging just off the edge, so inviting.
“I know I am, now tell me why!” She commanded, while seductively staring him down.
“I carried this company when Jesse needed me too.” Roger proclaimed as he stepped forward.
“Go on.” LibertyLee egged him on.
“I won the first terrordome, I put that match on the map, I won the title then, and when the NEW was wavering, trying to break through to be the best, it was me who carried that title, who made the NEW become the best.” Roger took another step forward as LibertyLee nodded in agreement with his statement.
“I have held the TransAtlantic title.” Roger stepped forward again. “3 Times I have been tag team champion, 2 times X-Core, and 5 times World Champion! I am the best damn wrestler the NEW has ever seen!” Roger stepped forward again!
“And what did they do at the draft?” LivertyLee egged Roger on again.
“They left me out, they selected nobody’s over me, selected wrestlers who had never even performed in a match for the NEW.” Roger started to snarl, his hands beginning to shake a bit, anger was filling him. “They selected men and women who are not even with this company anymore over me, they discarded me to the side, all so they could try and move on. But the NEW needs me, it needs me to save it from what is happening to it.” Roger took another step forward.
LibertyLee shifted on the chair, releasing the top tie on her nighty she was wearing, revealing her ample cleavage to Roger. The very sight made him shiver with desire, and made him throb with angst. “And now what are they doing Roger?” LibertyLee goaded him some more.
“Putting me into matches with people who are not qualified to carry my bags into the arena, using me to take away opportunities from other competitors, all the while not giving me what I want.” Roger stepped forward again, his eyes scanning LibertyLee as he did. “Jesse wants to use me, but not the way I want to be used, he wants me on the back burner, as his puppet, and I don’t want to be anyone’s puppet.” Roger stepped forward again, now a foot away from the chair.
LibertyLee shifted again in the chair, all the while smiling at Roger, her face begging him to move closer and take what she knew he wanted, what she could see he wanted. “People like Gravedigger?” She asked, biting her lower lip as she did.
“Yes People like Gravedigger. What has he done for the NEW? Not a damn thing, and yet Jesse thinks he is worthy of stepping into the ring with me. For him it’s a dream come true, but then we all know what I do to people’s dreams don’t we?” Roger mockingly asked as he reached the chair. Reaching down, Roger grabbed a handful of LibertyLee’s hair and pulled her head back, kissing her square on the lips.
“Gravedigger is just one of those trees out there!” LibertyLee exclaimed between kisses.
“He will be swallowed by the storm, destroyed by it, only to be rebuilt, to be made better. From me he will learn a lot, he will understand loss, and then he can build from that, use it to figure out how to win. I will destroy what is in my way, I will strike fear into my opponents, and when I am done they will be better, I will make them better, I will make the NEW better.” Roger lifted LibertyLee off the chair and carried her to the bed, throwing her back first down onto it.
Scurrying up to the head board, LibertLee watched as Roger crawled on all fours from the foot of the bed towards her, she ached for him in that moment, wanting him to pounce on her. But Roger paused, closed his eyes. “I have spent my life being the nice guy, always turning the other cheek, letting people like Jesse walk on me, but no more.” Roger opened his eyes and pounced on LibertyLee, the passion filling the room, and the house.
Hours had passed, LibertyLee rolled over, the night and the storm had taken over, but Roger was nowhere to be found in the bed. She glanced to the window to see him standing on the patio, the rain cascading down upon his naked body. She slipped out of the bed and made her way over, stopping at the door. “It’s cold baby.” She offered her hand, but Roger didn’t turn around. “You’ll catch cold hun, come inside.” Her hand remained extended, and this time Roger took it and pulled her into the rain, she screamed with excitement as the cold rain pelted her naked skin.
“You will stay here now.” He said, a certain commanding presence to his voice. LibertyLee smiled, it was the only thing she could think to do. “That is settled.” Roger took her hand, leaned in, and kissed her passionately, the two embracing in the rain.
“I take it ya’re not retiring?” LibertyLee asked.
“Far from it, I am going to do what I do best babe, I’m going to make others quit.” Roger smiled, let the rain patter off of his face as he looked up towards the clouds. “Johnny quit because of me, Shane Sparx quit because of me, and Chris Shields killed himself because of me. All of them thought the same thing that Gravedigger no doubt thinks this very moment. They thought I was a flash in the pan, thought my simple style was easy to overcome. But like Gravedigger will learn, there is nothing simple about me. I am NEW’s reckoning, it’s storm, and the killer of dreams, I am ROGER WRIGHT!” With that last word, the two embraced in the rain, the simple beauty, the destruction, and wonderful things it brings when it is done now just an afterthought.