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I lay next to Toya, my arm wrapped around her, comfortable as hell. I didn't want to get up, but I had a busy day ahead of me. I had an autograph signing today. I didn't normally deal with the public, but I figured I would this time. I knew I had tons of fans, and tons of haters. I wanted to see what the turnout would be. Since some jackass tried to attack at the last appearance a couple months back, security had gotten awfully tight. I figured I'd have a bunch of guys around me, watching me signing autographs, checking for weapons and such. I wasn't too worried, I could handle my own.
I got out of bed, and walked to the bathroom. I hadn't put on anything, I was quite comfortable being naked; and I knew Toya would be watching. God was I cocky. I looked in the mirror and smiled, finally happy with myself and the direction my life was going in.
"Did you want to come to the signing hun?" I called out to Toya.
"If you want me to of course I'll go but that's only if you want Ron." I answered back.
I sat up in bed and wrapped my arms around my knees. I watched him intently as he stood in front of the mirror naked. This wasn't the first time he had walked around naked in front of me, he was proud of his body; I however was getting so I knew how to play the same game he was. I wasn't completely naked; I was wearing one of his button-up dress shirts and a pair of shorts. I got out bed and walked over to the same mirror he was at; I stood beside him and checked my own appearance. I tried to act aloof to what he was doing, but secretly I was smirking to myself. I took the ponytail holder out of my jet black hair and let it fall seductively to my shoulders. I then stripped out of the shirt to reveal a pink lace bra; I then walked over and slid off my shorts. I then slid on a pair of jeans and a tank top.
"So yeah if you want me to go, I would be more than happy to
Babe."
I walked out of the bathroom and to my dresser. I pulled out a pair of boxer briefs and slid them on. I walked behind Toya and wrapped my arms around her waist, lightly kissing her from her ear down to the bottom of her neck. She smelled wonderful.
"Of course I want you there. I won't last on my own. Heh." I whispered in her ear.
She turned in my arms and faced me as we continued to share a couple of short kisses. The attraction between us was unbelievable.
She still gave me butterflies. I was getting used to it though; I enjoyed it far too much.
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We arrived at the signing, half an hour before I was supposed to start. They had asked me to come earlier, but they should know by now that Ronnie McNeil makes his own schedule. Toya and I walked to the back of the Barnes and Noble, and met with some of the security guards. They assured me there wouldn't be any problems. I then met with the women in charge of the autograph signing. She gave me a run through of everything, but I was hardly paying attention. I was gazing off at Toya, giving her a smile as the lady continued to ramble. When she finished, there was still fifteen minutes to kill. I took Toya by the hand and led her to a back room. I cornered her against a wall and stared in her eyes.
"God, why did I agree to do this? We could still be in bed, laying down, comfortable, and relaxed." I said before planting a soft kiss on her lips.
I returned the kiss and gently caressed his cheek with the back of my fingers.
"Well...Once this gets over with today we can go home and I will do anything to make you feel relaxed. Whatever you want me to do, I will okay?"
I said this with a loving smile on my face. I knew that he would have rather been at home but he also knew he needed to do this autograph signing. I just wanted him to be happy and this business is what made him happy. I would have done whatever it takes to make him happy and that is why I went with him to these sorts of things. Believe me it was not to see the female fans that were nothing more than little ####s who wanted to #### his brains out. I hated seeing that and felt sick to my stomach any time one of them came near him. I looked at Ron and hugged him lovingly.
"I love you Ron and I will always do whatever it takes to make you happy, never forget that." [/color]
"Heh, I know, it's appreciated." I answered as I gave her another kiss. This time longer, and with more passion.
It was time to greet the fans and sign their autographs. I walked out from the back, through the corridor that the management had set up for me. As I walked out from behind the curtains, I came to face hundreds and hundreds of screaming fans. I could still hear the obscenities being thrown in my direction, but I shook them off. I waved, and shook the hands of a couple fans. The women were screaming, not to mention the younger girls crying and yelling my name. I had to do this kinda shit more often. It only stroked my ego even more. I walked to the table I was at, as Toya sat beside me; security guards behind me. There was a microphone set up; I guess I had to speak. Who did I want to diss publicly?
As Ronnie was preparing to say something at the microphone I scanned out into the crowd. Many of the women present were eyeing me intently with jealousy clear in their eyes. Never in my life had I ever had so many women look at me with pure hatred and jealousy. I tried to stay confident; however their intense glares caused me to feel extremely uncomfortable and wish that this would soon end.
"I'd like to thank you all for coming. I didn't realize that I had such a huge following. I thought you people hated me. Anyways, I’m more than willing to sign all of your photos, magazines, and other memorabilia."
I know, I sounded REALLY lame. I couldn't think of anything to say. I wasn't gonna burn Talon at a book signing, that would be way too easy. I'd end up doing it in my studio where I usually burned my opponents.
The autograph signing was underway and I began to sign all sorts of items. T-shirts, pictures, body parts. I think I did it all. I was signing various female body parts, yet still managed to keep it clean. I saw Toya the entire time, she looked stressed out. I felt bad for her; I couldn't wait until this was over. Then I could go home and relax with Toya. God it sounded so comfortable.
I smiled and looked over to Toya. She smiled back, and I turned to the rest of the crowd, still smiling.
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Not much more can be said Talon. You've been given your chance to shine too many times already.
You've ####ed every one of them up, and yet you actually think you can compete with me.
Heh, you’re delusional. I don't care how good you think you are. You haven't accomplished shit here. Senester has handed you the platform. You didn't earn it, unlike yours truly, who has earned every ounce of every accomplishment.
The Champ.
I mean come on Talon, what have you done lately? Nothing. I won't even go through my accomplishments...that would take up this entire rant. I've got confidence, ability, and more title reigns than you can dream of having.
What do you have?
A record with more losses than wins? Come on; be real with me for a moment. It's good to see you've filled your head with false confidences. I mean I truly am happy for you. But the fact of the matter is...you can't even out talk me Talon. You can't bullshit a bullshitter. Is that how the saying goes? Just like every other wannabe, you recycle your garbage over and over, running it into the ground like a new favorite outfit you wear to the club every chance you get. Give me something new, something fresh. I expect you to show me something decent, and you throw crap in my direction.
I can't tolerate that.
Christ, I'm not even going to be able to make you look good in that ring. A match that you’re involved in is simply a shit show. So go play with your little cars, and get your feeble rocks off with the slores at your disposal.
You're looking past me.
There's your first mistake. I wouldn't worry about the world title until you're done with our match...if you can even walk on your own after I'm done with you.
Let me be real with you for a second.
You can't win this one. You're on a losing streak Talon. I'm only going to further it for you. Right along with crushing the rest of the confidence you're attempting to rebuild. I'm sure you've watched my matches, seen what I can do. It's shit that you can't match. Shit you can't even dream of resembling.
I mean how many other promos are you mentioned in?
I mean how many other guys’ promos even give you a shadow of respect? None, because you're a nobody. You're a match filler, simply put. I heard there were spots in the development league open...you should grab one of them.
I mean even as a curtain jerker, you aren't getting the job done.
Wait, here's an idea. Why don't you go out and beg Senester to bring the Spotlight title back. It seems that that competition is more on your level. You know the rookies and guys who couldn't cut it. I mean how many guys are riding my dick in their promos? They mention my name to get heard. They call me out just to get some main event air time. Is that what you're doing Talon? Using my name to try and get yourself over?
It's not working.
Just like your attempt of having a wrestling career.
Realize that you can’t compete with the real champ Talon. So go home, rev your little engine a couple of times, and think of what you're going to do in the ring. Think of how you're going to stop me. Plan your attacks and defenses. Then when the high wears off, think of something to say to the world that will actually allow me to take you seriously.
You're a joke.
You're only going to get laid out and flattened. I'm Ronnie McNeil, and you’re Talon Wilkinson, backed with all the might that Senester can muster. I can only imagine the buzz around the locker room. They know the big man is gonna lose to this "Tiny Tim". Heh, you amuse me though, with your patented bullshit.
Establish yourself on your own, and then come back to me.
I'm more than willing to teach you something about being a champion, because kicking your ass will be far too easy.
Now that's the TRUTH
This time won't be any different. Ronnie McNeil is the most dominant force to ever step in a ring.
That's right, I'm greatness.
I'm what keeps people interested in the HWA, with all the other lame ass contenders out there. I'm cocky, conceited, and an overall dickhead. Only because I've backed it up time and time again.
The planets aren't aligned for you this time Talon, and the cards aren't in your favor. Your time is dwindling, before I break that self esteem you're trying to establish.
Remember who you're dealing with Talon.
I'm Ronnie McNeil.
The mah ####ing CHAMPION.
And don't you forget it.
Welcome to the house that R-Mac built.
Many have come, many have fallen.
You're just another victim...a name on the long list of wins.
Expect an ass kicking. It's what you've got coming Talon.
Cause I’m better than you, and that’s the way it is.
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