Victoria drew a deep breath and opened the door. Brad glanced up and smiled as he saw her enter. “Well! You made it! I’m glad to see you, Victoria! Welcome to Hemsley Promotions.”
Victoria glanced around the sparsely furnished office and at the photos on the wall. “I’m glad you were willing to meet with me.” Pointing at the photos lining the walls she asked. “Are these some of the women who work for you?”
“They are. That’s Brandy Hawle in her younger days. She wrestled for me before she went off to start her own promotion. I’m sure you didn’t come here for a walk down memory lane. So you want a career in wrestling?”
“I do. I’m intrigued watching and I’m sure I’d do well. I learn fast and I’m quite strong.”
Brad grinned. “Yes. Sonny mentioned you work at the docks loading rail cars. Would you like to go down to the gym and do an audition?”
“I would like that!”
A half hour later Victoria and Brad arrived at a ramshackle building in the city’s northeast section. The run-down neighborhood was a collection of old buildings and shabby houses. Brad led her inside. “It’s not fancy here, but the rent’s reasonable and it’s good enough for what we need to do.”
There was a large wrestling ring in the center of the room and gym equipment scattered around the perimeter. The air hung heavy with the smell of sweat and linament. A tall powerfully-built brunette was in the center of the ring along with a stocky blonde on her knees suffering the effects of a painful hold being applied by the brunette. “Say it, Donna! Give it up!”
The blonde responded with by driving her forearm into the brunette’s midsection. The woman tumbled onto the mat and struggled for an advantage. Victoria watched closely as the brunette manuevered her way on top of her opponent and pulled her head back, forcing a submission from the blonde woman. Brad approached the ring. “Good job, Donna. You’re doing fine. Velvet’s tough to keep up with.
The blonde smiled at Brad as she slid under the ring ropes and landed on her feet on the floor. “Thanks! I’ve been working out every day. I really want to be ready for next week’s show.” She wiped her face with a towel as she walked to a weight machine in the corner of the room.
Velvet leaned across the ring ropes. “This the new girl you want me to work out, Brad?”
“It is! Victoria, this’s Velvet. Velvet this’s Victoria.”
Velvet gave her a sadistic smile. “Go on back and get changed.”
Victoria reappeared. Brad glanced over at her and caught his breath. She looked magnificent, standing next to the ring. Her ivory white complimented her dark skin beautifully and her taut muscles rippled as she pulled herself up into the ring. With a graceful lunge she vaulted over the ropes into the ring and landed on her feet in front of Velvet. She smiled. “I’m ready to begin. What shall I do?”
“Let’s go over the rules first!” Velvet growled, a terse tone in her voice. After a brief discussion of what was and wasn’t allowed, Velvet motioned to the far corner. “Go to your corner and when you’re ready come out wrestling.
Victoria slowly walked across the ring, her mind filled with images. She turned and faced her opponent, every move and hold she’d seen fresh in her mind. Velvet nodded her head. “Alright, come at me! Let’s see what you can do!”
Velvet circled her opponent warily and they locked arms in a test of strength. Victoria shifted her weight and much to Velvet’s surprise caught her in a painful arm hold. Velvet struggled to regain her feet, but Victoria would have none of it as she continued to hold on. Velvet hooked her arm around Victoria’s feet and pulled her to the canvas. The women struggled for an advantage, Velvet’s expression turning from supreme confidence to sheer surprise. Victoria was certainly more competition than she’d anticipated. Brad stared in amazement as he watched. He was certain Victoria had wrestled before. No one could be this accomplished without training. He wondered where and by whom she’d been trained. “I wonder if she’s a ringer sent over here by Shilo and Dillon?” He mused. His smile shifted to a scowl as he considered the possibility.
Cammie’s face split into a wide grin as she considered Shilo’s question. “I s’pose it’d be a hoot!” She glanced at her sister. “Remember the topless show we did in St. Pete?” Damn! I thought the crowd was gonna go nuts.”
Shilo nodded. “Brandy and Vincent sold a truckload of topless videos. I don’t think the athletic commission would sanction a topless show, but what the hell? What we do in our gym’s our business!”
Connie giggled. “Well, we could always invite a few friends if you need a crowd scene. I know some guys who’d kill to be in the audience.”
Shilo laughed. “No doubt! I don’t think finding fans to make up a crowd would be very difficult. It would be a lot more fun with an audience.”
The friendly banter continued as the women resumed their work-out. Dillon was busy reviewing ad copy with Andy in the office as they prepared for their next show. The phone rang and Dillon scowled. “Dammit! You wanna catch the horn Andy?”
Andy answered the call. His voice grew louder as the conversation continued. Dillon stopped what he was doing and peered at his friend. It was apparent Andy was becoming irritated. “Brad, you’re not only a dumb-ass, you’re plumb paranoid. I’ve got NO idea what in the hell you’re blathering about.” He slammed the receiver down on the cradle.
“Huh. That went well. What’d that flame’n moron want?”
Andy lit a cigarette, took a long drag and exhaled loudly as he stared at the ceiling. “That dumb bastard’s run right off the track.”:
“Enlighten me. I s’pose he’s accusing us of everything short of global warming?”
“You’re not far wrong, my friend. He’s got some half-baked theory that we sent a ringer over to his gym to infiltrate his operation. Jesus! What’s he think we run here, the CIA branch office?”
The men broke into laughter as they considered Brad’s accusations. Shilo and the other wrestlers walked into the office, staring at them. Shilo shook her head. “Looks like you two are hard at work!”
Dillon surpressed his laughter long enough to relate the phone call from Brad. Shilo’s expression was a mix of disbelief and amusement. “He really is an idiot! But hey! Never mind Brad. You promised to buy us dinner. We’re starving!”
Dillon gave her a look of mock surprise. “I did? Well, okay! Let’s head on down to Vic’s Drive-In and I’ll buy hamburgers and fries for all of ya!”
“Hamburger my ass!” Shilo insisted. “We want a real meal. C’mon! We’re worth it aren’t we?”
The group congregated at Al’s Diner. Friendly conversation filled the air as they sat sharing dinner together. Andy regaled them with another story about his early days in the broadcasting business.
Dillon leaned over and whispered in Shilo’s ear. “M’mmmm. That sounds yummy!” She grinned at her friends. “We’ve got to go! Dillon says he wants his desert by candlelight. I think I’m gonna have candlewax in my navel real soon!”
Dillon threw his clothes in a heap on the chair and slipped into bed next to his beloved Shilo. “M’mmmm . . .this’s what I’ve wanted to do all day long!”
Shilo grinned wickedly. “Am I worth the wait?”
Dillon responded by rolling over on top of her. “How ‘bout I just show ya?” He nibbled at her neck, letting his mouth slowly drift down her body and capture her pouting nipples, his tongue teasing each ot them ever so slowly.”
Shilo’s hips undulated beneath him as she felt his stiff cock slowly penetrate her love canal. She moaned with pleasure as she felt his crotch slaming into hers. Her legs flailed in the air as she ground her hips into his. Shilo could feel herself growing more and more aroused as she clawed at Dillon’s back. A trickle of warm love honey dripped down her inner thighs as she exploded in a furious burst of pleasure. Dillon continued to pump his hips at a furious pace and Shilo felt another orgasm sweep over her body. She lunged upward, anxious to swallow every bit of his magnificent erection and she could feel her lover’s body begin to quiver uncontrollably as he shot his load deep into her.
Dillon collapsed on top of her, panting heavily as he gave her a satisfied grin. “You are incredible, baby!”
Shilo smiled and hugged him tight. “So are you! So are you!!”
The lovers slowly drifted off to sleep. Moonlight illuminated the worn boarding platform as they stood quietly, hand-in-hand listening to the sound of a long, lonesome train whistle in the distance. Dillon smiled as he saw the familiar sight of a sleek, black locomotive approaching, pulling seven rail cars behind. The train came to a stop near the platform and their old friend and train conductor stepped down to greet them. “Hello again, Jensen! As always, it’s good to see you.”
The tall, stately man returned the smile, tipping his hat to Shilo. “It’s good to see you both again. Your table in the dining car awaits you!”
Dillon and Shilo seated themselves at the table by the window in the dining car. “Well . . . where’s Andrew?” Dillon wondered aloud.
Shilo glanced up and smiled. “Hello, Andrew. Join us, won’t you?”
Dillon looked behind himself. “I might’ve known you’d be behind me!”
Andrew grinned mischieviously. “You’ll have to excuse me. I had no intention of startling you.”
“Yea, right! That’s why you delighted in tormenting Vincent with the same trick. Are all spirit guides as full of mischief as you?”
“Not necessarily, but then you’re wound a bit tighter than most reincarnates.”
Shilo giggled. “I never thought of it that way, but you might be right.”
The frendly banter continued as the train rolled through the desert toward the ocean and came to a stop at a familiar destination. “This is where I’ll leave you two.” Andrew announced. “I’ll find you later on. I have some unfinished business to attend to. I’m sure you’ll enjoy your stay in Boiler Bay. Oh! Say hello to Victoria for me, won’t you? And be sure to share some of her tea. It’s very special.”
“I wonder what that was about”, Dillon mused, as they stepped down from the railcar.
They walked the familiar path to the cabin by the sea and entered to find Victoria sitting at the rustic table near the wood stove. There was a pot of tea set out with three cups. Victoria looked up and smiled at them. “Hello Shilo, hello Dillon. Andrew said I should expect your arrival soon.”
Dillon and Shilo exchanged puzzled glances. “Do we know you?” Shilo inquired.
“Not really in a direct way. I met Brandy and Vincent when I came in contact with Andrew. I know it’s confusing, but I am part of what Andrew calls a Genesis Theory and if all goes well I will become Katrina.”
Shilo held her head in her hands. “Wait! I’m getting dizzy. This’s way too much to follow all at once.”
“I admit I’m fascinated by all this and I do remember having some of Vincent’s memories about the Genesis project, but my recollections are just bits and pieces.”
Victoria fidgeted nervously. “I’m sorry my explanation is so confusing. Perhaps we should just share some tea and visit a little. I would love to learn more about the wrestling business.”
She carefully poured tea in the cups and raised hers in the air. "Shall we drink to friendship?”
“To friendship!” Shilo and Dillon said in unison. The fire burning in the fireplace cast eerie shadows on the walls and the moonlight illuminated the room with soft light. Dillon could feel himself beginning to relax, yet he felt increasingly aroused. He was sure Shilo was feeling much the same. The conversation flowed easily. They shared some of the history of the NAWWA and memories of Brandy’s wrestling career as well as some of Shilo’s exploits. Gradually the reminiscing turned to Vincent and Brandy’s encounter with Katrina. Victoria wriggled in her chair, her arousal becoming obvious. Shilo gave Dillon a knowing smile as she glanced across the table at their new friend. Victoria leaned forward and pulled off her shirt. “It’s so warm in here. I hope you don’t mind, but I have too many clothes on.”
Shilo grinned wickedly. “It just might get a lot hotter in here soon!”
She stood up, pulled off her shirt and leaned down to give Dillon a passionate kiss as she slowly dropped her hand below the table and unbuttoned Dillon’s trousers. “H’mmmm. What have we here?”
Shilo slowly stroked his pulsing cock and tugged at his shirt with her other hand. Pulling it free she dropped it on the floor.
“Ohhhh baby, you’re gonna start something if you keep going.” Dillon was quivering with anticipation.
“That’s exactly what I intend to do!” Shilo slithered out of her pants and took Dillon’s hands in hers as she pulled him to his feet. Victoria’s breathing quickened as she licked her lips seductively. Shilo enjoyed watching Dillon and Victoria becoming more aroused. She pulled Dillon toward the bed, hesitated and turned to Victoria. “Want to join us?”
The passion fire burning in Victoria’s eyes was all the answer necessary. She slowly removed the rest of her clothing and followed her new friends to the bed. Shilo fell backward, giggling as she landed on her back. With a teasing grin she taunted Dillon. “You sure you want me?”
Dillon slowly lowered himself onto her. “Ohhhh, I think maybe I do!” Just as he positioned himself on top of Shilo, she slid out from under him and straddled his torso with her legs, her eager pussy lips devouring his pulsing cock. She slowly pumped her hips, an evil grin on her face. “I want to torture you baby.”
“M’mmmm. Pour it on! I can take it!”
Victoria knelt beside him on the bed. “You seem sure of yourself!” She slowly lowered her swaying breasts over his face and let her stiffening nipples brush his lips. Dillon’s hips thrust up trying to penetrate Shilo’s snatch deeper as his mouth found it’s target and he nibbled and sucked Victoria’s breasts, first one and then the other. Victoria moaned with pleasure as Dillon continued to bring her pleasure. Shilo’s breathing quickened as she began to pump her hips with a quicker rhythm. She dug her fingers into Dillon’s belly, feeling herself growing hotter by the instant.
Victoria raised up and moved closer to Dillon’s head, straddling him with her luscious thighs, her quivering muff pressing tight against his lips and tongue. She gripped his chest with both hands as she ground her pussy onto his face, feeling his tongue teasing and licking. Suddenly she raised her arms and reached out to capture Shilo’s breasts, one in each hand. She gently stroked them, feeling Shilo’s nipples become even more erect. Shilo grinned wickedly at Victoria. “You don’t have to be so gentle. I like it rough!”
A sadistic grin spread across Victoria’s face. “That’s what I like to!” She exclaimed, as she began to pull and twist Shilo’s breasts more forcefully. The more she worked the hotter Shilo became. She rode Dillon, thrusting her hips forward and back with powerful lunges. Dillon pumped his hips frantically as he alternately clawed Victoria’s ass cheeks and hugged her thighs. Shilo unleashed a scream as she exploded in a massive burst of pleasure. Victoria gasped for breath and moaned loudly, nearing an orgasm of her own. Suddenly her body shuddered and she erupted with a gush of love liquid, quivering uncontrollably as she fell onto her side on the bed.
Shilo continued to ride her lover with wild abandon until she felt his body shudder and quiver. Dillon’s release shot deep into her love canal and spilled out, running down her inner thighs.
Dillon lay panting and struggling to catch his breath. Shilo raised up, moved off her lover and straddled Victoria’s head with her thighs. Flashing Dillon and evil grin, Shilo grabbed Victoria’s breasts, one in each hand and roughly massaged them, twisting and pulling mercilessly. Victoria reached up, trying to reciprocate, but Shilo’s sweaty body was much to slippery.
Shilo could feel Victoria’s hot breath and fiery tongue on her quivering snatch. She began pumping her hips forward and back, anxious to prolong the exquisite pleasure. Dillon reached into the nightstand drawer and withdrew a latex love toy. He threw himself across Victoria’s torso and spread her legs apart, holding her in position as he slowly teased her pussy lips with the head of the toy. Victoria was wild with arousal, thrashing on the bed and clawing at Shilo’s ass cheeks. Shilo rolled onto her side and tightened her legs around Victoria’s head while Dillon drove the love toy into her quivering honey hole. Victoria’s hot breath splashed onto Shilo’s pussy and she could feel herself erupting in another powerful orgasm. Dillon continued to pummel Victoria’s pussy with the love toy. Victoria was like a wildcat, thrashing and writhing as she exploded again and then again with a burst of orgasms, each as powerful as the last.
A phone ringing in the distance roused Victoria awake. She sat upright in the bed, realizing she was dripping with sweat. She reached across the bed and answered. “This is Victoria.” She struggled to catch her breath as she spoke.
“This’s Velvet. You plan on showing up to work out this morning? If you do, you’re late.”
