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Author: wrestlingfreak27 Picture in profile
Added: Aug 26 2001Views / Reads: 11420 / 9320 [82%]Part vote: 7.50 (6 votes)
When a truck driver delivers a chair to the room of Stephanie McMahon, should he change his occupation to a postal worker? (Delivering package, I know that's a pretty bad one)
 


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This is a work of erotic fiction. I am well aware that Stephanie McMahon doesn't really act like this, but I can dream, can't I?

John was getting near the arena, he noticed as he saw the neon flashing sign advertising WWF RAW live that night. He glanced at the clock, 2:30 in the afternoon. He really hated his job. He was delivering a bunch of tables, chairs and other various things to the arena so that sweaty, uneducated clowns could crash through them for equally uneducated fans. He pulled his truck around to the truck loading dock, backed to the door, and got out. "I'll make this as fast as possible" John thought to himself. He grabbed his clipboard and got out of the truck. He was greeted by a few stage technicians, who helped him unload the stuff out to the arena. There was still a few tables and chairs remaining, which were to go into a certain room, with the tables having trays of snacks on them. John took a few chairs and walked around, looking for the room, he couldn't find it anywhere. John could feel his temper beginning to rise, and he didn't know what was stopping him from throwing the chairs against the wall, getting in his truck and leaving. Finally, as he was about to kick a hole in the wall, he found the room. The sign on the door read, "Stephanie McMahon Helmsley." "Another ugly white trash broad" John thought to himself. He politely knocked on the door, no answer. He knocked a bit louder, no answer. He slowly opened the door, and peeked inside.

Nobody was in the dressing room. John simply leaned the chairs against ...

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