Post by Jamal Carter on May 31, 2007 19:46:08 GMT -5
The camera opens up to a heavy fog and the sound of running water. The fog settles and we see a large stand-in shower inside a cleanly polished white bathroom. Along with the shower is a fine sink, a toilet and a large Jacuzzi like bathtub. The handles on everything are all sterling sliver. Through the shower’s translucent door we see two figures, one skinny, light colored and the other larger and darker. Through the door, they appear to be almost one single object as soft moaning echoes throughout the bathroom. A squeaking noise is heard and the sound of the water stops. The camera pans around to a large green towel sitting on the black bathroom marble counter. A larger hand reaches out and grabs the towel. The camera pans back toward the shower when we see a smiling Jamal Carter standing, still wet from the shower, with the towel around his waist.
“Hey, what up? Jamal Carter here feeling good after a very HOT win last Friday on Assault. Last week, the world of PWA was graced with my presence.”
Carter laughs as he walks toward the bathroom counter. He takes his free hand and wipes the foggy bathroom mirror so he is able to see his face. Behind him, exiting the shower, is a skinny brunette girl. She walks toward the bathroom door as Carter’s eyes shoot toward the rose tattoo on her lower back. Carter licks his lips as he looks back toward the mirror.
“They were left in awe as I made quick work of the “The powerful”, “the majestic”, “the exciting” Mike Sullivan!”
Carter laughs at his exaggeration as he admires his nicely toned chest and abs in the mirror.
“I know, I crack myself up. But seriously, Sullivan was third rate athlete in a second rate company. He just happen to come upon the first rate player in this sad excuse for a wrestling organization.”
Carter rubs his abs and poses in the mirror as he hears a voice calling from the other room.
“Baby, we’re waiting.”
Carter raises his eyebrow as smirks.
“Just a minute baby cakes! You two sugar pants!”
Carter continues gazing in the mirror after calling to the other room.
“Luckily, Migsy and Thundy decided to put me in a match with some “good” competition.”
Carter opens up his towel and looks down at his large manhood. The towel blocks the camera’s view. “Damn” thinks Carter to himself.
“Reckless Jack. Mr. Jackrabbit has an agenda that some wrestlers dream about having and that only few do. Does that mean I should be scared? No, not in the least.”
Carter drops the towel and he lets it fall to the bathroom floor. The camera stays focused above his waist.
“As I said, Jackrabbit has had some great matches and a good career but it’s about time he took a break. To let wrestling greats like myself establish a legacy that ring on for eons.”
Carter walks toward the bathroom door which enters into his grand bedroom. The camera looks into the bedroom onto a large steel framed bed where underneath a large dark blue comforter lies the brunette girl from the shower and the blonde girl from the exercise club.
“And how do I establish my legacy? Ladies?”
The two girls smile pearly white smiles as the shrug innocently giving Carter an even more innocent look.
“First, beat Reckless Jackrabbit. Second…….become PWA Mayhem Champion. I‘m Jamal Carter and….”
Carter walks toward the bed as the girls open up the covers, inviting him in.
“And this is why I’m HOT.”
Carter crawls into the bed as the camera fades to black.
“Hey, what up? Jamal Carter here feeling good after a very HOT win last Friday on Assault. Last week, the world of PWA was graced with my presence.”
Carter laughs as he walks toward the bathroom counter. He takes his free hand and wipes the foggy bathroom mirror so he is able to see his face. Behind him, exiting the shower, is a skinny brunette girl. She walks toward the bathroom door as Carter’s eyes shoot toward the rose tattoo on her lower back. Carter licks his lips as he looks back toward the mirror.
“They were left in awe as I made quick work of the “The powerful”, “the majestic”, “the exciting” Mike Sullivan!”
Carter laughs at his exaggeration as he admires his nicely toned chest and abs in the mirror.
“I know, I crack myself up. But seriously, Sullivan was third rate athlete in a second rate company. He just happen to come upon the first rate player in this sad excuse for a wrestling organization.”
Carter rubs his abs and poses in the mirror as he hears a voice calling from the other room.
“Baby, we’re waiting.”
Carter raises his eyebrow as smirks.
“Just a minute baby cakes! You two sugar pants!”
Carter continues gazing in the mirror after calling to the other room.
“Luckily, Migsy and Thundy decided to put me in a match with some “good” competition.”
Carter opens up his towel and looks down at his large manhood. The towel blocks the camera’s view. “Damn” thinks Carter to himself.
“Reckless Jack. Mr. Jackrabbit has an agenda that some wrestlers dream about having and that only few do. Does that mean I should be scared? No, not in the least.”
Carter drops the towel and he lets it fall to the bathroom floor. The camera stays focused above his waist.
“As I said, Jackrabbit has had some great matches and a good career but it’s about time he took a break. To let wrestling greats like myself establish a legacy that ring on for eons.”
Carter walks toward the bathroom door which enters into his grand bedroom. The camera looks into the bedroom onto a large steel framed bed where underneath a large dark blue comforter lies the brunette girl from the shower and the blonde girl from the exercise club.
“And how do I establish my legacy? Ladies?”
The two girls smile pearly white smiles as the shrug innocently giving Carter an even more innocent look.
“First, beat Reckless Jackrabbit. Second…….become PWA Mayhem Champion. I‘m Jamal Carter and….”
Carter walks toward the bed as the girls open up the covers, inviting him in.
“And this is why I’m HOT.”
Carter crawls into the bed as the camera fades to black.
