I'm Not Sorry (WAR)

[Taylor Andrews]

May 24th, 2012: About 1 a.m.

Taylor Andrews walks into John Carter's dressing room wearing a tight, black dress coming down to her mid thigh, a pair of black strappy high heels, and some silver bracelets on each arm. Her dress cut low showing of her firm tits which are squeezed in nice and tight. Her blonde hair hangs down her shoulders and Taylor smiles at John who looks up from the bench he sits on. His ring gear still on and he eyes her up and down a bit before Taylor takes a seat next to him crossing her left leg over her right towards him. John looking into her eyes a bit confused, but smiling while Taylor just smiles big saying.

Good match, or rather fight and if you want to join me on the dance floor at the club later, well, make your way over and start dancing. Your a good partner!

She winks and John blushes a bit now, then nods a thank you before Taylor says.

For now though...

And she reaches to her chest smoothly pulling a joint from between her tits and to her mouth. John smirking and she asks.

Got a light honey?

A smirk across her face and John fishing a lighter from his bag flicks the blue BIC to the end of the joint. Taylor rolling it in her lips a bit seductively and inhales deep, then passes it over. John taking a deep drag sits back letting it work. They pass it back and forth a few times and the room becoming smokey, oh shit, is that Smokey McWeed sniffing his way into to share the joint!?!?! Taylor standing up and walks to the door, then looks back with a grin on her face saying to John.

The offer stands, anytime you wanna dance at the club, just find me. I like you, but I still will kick your ass if I have to!

And then she waves mocking an airhead before exiting the room. Smokey passing the joint back to John says.

Damn she fine! I outta marry that girl!

And they both grin sharing a laugh as they smoke up the joint disappearing in the smoke.

May 29th, 2012: Around 1 a.m.

Taylor Andrews dances in a club somewhere, in some dim lit inner city bar with trance music playing loud, lights flickering creating flash effects over the crowd of people. Taylor soaking up the moment to herself, though she dances with everyone around her, guys, grinding on her and she answers back with lil care. Taylor with her eyes closed just moves her body to the music in her same black dress we saw her in before, then her eyes open briefly to scan for someone. They close and she continues on to the beat of the music fading into her hotel room where Taylor walks in shutting the door. The layout the same as most with a bathroom to her right which she passes to round the corner flicking on a light on the way to her bed where she sprawls out on giving a slight glimpse of her black thong just barely covering the real goods. Though her ass looking nice until she rolls over crossing her right leg over her left. Taylor leans up on her left elbow staring off at the wall, then rolls to her back keeping her legs closed. Taylor sits up looking down to the floor, then laying her hands on her thighs and looks up with little emotion saying.

Jason Stratus has shown no care except for his possible shot at getting a World Title shot in the battle royal which I admit is weighing on my own mind. He is a possibility to face me on WAR though should he get that chance, he won't fair well. He and I have history and he got his ass beaten as he will tomorrow if he is chosen to face me.

A bit of a grin now as she looks on confident that she will be walking out of WAR with her golden reputation intact.

Jenom is a favorite among many and beat Jason last week. The Hardcore Desired One or whatever SHE calls herself is one tough chick to deal with. I had a workout and a half beating her a couple weeks ago, but will have no problem doing the same this week. Same result to, Jenom taps out to the real T & A, to the Golden Gal and then it is I who goes on to become the real Queen of SEF!

A glimmer in her eyes of capturing the brass ring and Taylor just keeps on grinning as she says.

John Carter, a man I can say is not bad, personally, maybe good enough to meet my standards, though mine are higher than he has been able to reach. John stepped up last week and showed me and everyone he can push the limit. I do like the guy, and with the right direction he could attain that level he needs to escalate even higher. High enough to reach me, well, he better reach high as he can by Wednesday night for I am sitting high already!

Taylor crossing her arms over her chest covering that cleavage of hers, those nice, firm tits tucked into that tight dress. Taylor still grinning confidently as she says.

You three are no match for the current and only double champion of SEF and soon to be number one contender to the World Title. This battle royal is supposed to be some make up for the King of SEF tournament being canceled. Doesn't matter what it is for it will be I who stands up at the end of the night looking towards my future as the World Champion of SEF! Whoever leaves WAR tomorrow night as the champ better realize their reign will be ending before they can even realize they are World Champion. Taylor Andrews is coming for that belt, that championship, that holy grail of pro wrestling we all aspire to strap around our waists. My waist will be glamourized in gold after I win the title of titles and truly I will be the Golden Gal. There is no stopping me, not any of you insolent amateurs. Michael Moretti, The Jeriko's, Matt Matlock, Horrible Harold, Xanthus, and the three possibilities I may face in the first match of WAR, Jenom, John, and Jason. All will be opponents of mine tomorrow night, and one will be in the ring with me twice. It will be the night the Golden Gal truly steals the show and etches her name into SEF as one of the real dominant divas of pro wrestling. I am not stopping until my name is plastered above everyone else's, until Taylor Nina Andrews is the biggest name of all time.

And now she unfolds her arms scooting off the bed, turns and unzips her dress letting it fall. Taylor reaching out to flick the light off let's the curve of her right tit show off before the darkness consumes all. She is heard climbing into her bed and then silence.