Matt didn't take long as he was more than ready
to get it over with so he
could get out of the hot sun, feeling like he had
been cooked on a
barbeque. Willie watched. "Will Anne be
drooling when she sees him," she
grinned to herself.
While the photographer worked with Goldberg,
Trips and Jericho went to the
trailer to change.
The photographer was having a bit of a problem
with Goldberg. Willie
watched, thinking he would remind someone of a
robot, posing
stiff. Finally, he was told to sit on one of the
rocks and to relax and be
casual. Being it was the middle of the
afternoon, the temperature rose and
was becoming very uncomfortable. When Goldberg
first sat, he immediately
rose right back up. "Shit, that damn rock is
hot!" he yelled. One of the
guys yelled something about a hot ass, which made
everyone laugh. Of
course, wearing a black thong made things worse,
and Goldberg poured water
over the front of him, and on his backside to
cool down. It took another
twenty minutes for the photographer to get
through with him. Willie
covered her mouth. "To think a guy as supposedly
macho as him…," she
thought.
Trips snorted as he went past Goldberg. The
photographer had him stand
close to the water's edge. It was just past
mid-afternoon and the gulls
were soaring overhead, trying to find something
to eat. Now, for some
reason, one kept flying above Trips. The group
noticed, watching with
interest this gull that showed an abnormal
fascination. Trips was so into
himself he didn't notice. Willie, although not a
fan of Trips, had to
admit he did have a good looking body, if only he
wasn't such a jerk, she
thought to herself.
Back to the seagull. The gull came closer and
then began to peck the top
of Trips head, pulling a few strands of hair.
Trips swatted at the bird,
but it kept coming back for more. The group
watched, grinning at Trips'
ill attempts to shoo the bird out of there. The
photographer yelled at
Trips to ignore the bird. Well, the bird must
have gotten a bit miffed,
because just at that moment, "You fuckin' no
good…..!" was heard.
The group noticed Trips looking at his crotch,
and guessing what it was,
turned around and snickered. RVD, cool as ever,
went up to Trips, looked
at the wet, white spot, which stood out like a
sore thumb in the center of
the thong, and said, "So that's how it's done.
Cool" and walked back to
the group.
That was all it took. Everyone burst out
laughing, even the photographer,
who had gotten a great snapshot of him and the
culprit. Trips face became
so red he stomped back to the trailer, mumbling
as he went. Willie could
hear the laughter even now when she would be
emailing the girls. Jericho
was laughing the hardest and trotted down to the
water's edge. After a
couple of minutes, the photographer was finally
able to collect himself and
get on with the last shoot of the day.
By this time the sun was casting shadows on the
beach, a beautiful breeze
was coming in off the water. The tide was going
out, exposing tiny
holes. Jericho was busy posing and not watching
where his feet
were. Suddenly a painful yell, along with a few
well chosen words, could
be heard up and down the beach. Everyone ran to
the water's edge, then a
loud chorus of laughter was heard. It seems a
tiny fiddler crab did not
care for the location of Jericho's foot and let
him know it by grabbing his
toe (the little one). Jericho hopped around and
finally managed to remove
the bothersome crustacean. Thankfully the
photographer had gotten all the
pictures he needed and called it quits for the
day. Everyone but Trips and
Jericho headed back to the hotel for a relaxing
meal, leaving them to ride
alone in the last cart, but not before Nash
yelled at Jericho, saying don't
come near him as he didn't want to catch
crabs.
Willie went to her room to relax and change
before going downstairs to
eat. Getting out her computer, she signed on and
emailed to the list the
events of the day, detailing what happened to
Trips and Jericho, and what
they had worn. Signing off, she laid down for
half an hour before going
downstairs to eat dinner with the camera
crew.
Chapter 12
Dinner was a riot that night. Everyone picked at
Trips and Jericho, who
had decided to stay in their rooms. Willie
checked her emails before going
to bed. The girls were still laughing and
talking about her earlier
commentary. Bonnie commented she hoped what
happened to Trips taught him a
lesson. Some replied it probably didn't, to
which Jade added, "Yeah, now
he really is full of shit." Willie laughed and
signed off. She was going
to need her rest as they were doing an early
session in the morning.
A storm blew in during the night and had them
waiting almost all morning
for it to clear. It was past noon when the sun
finally came out. After
having a light lunch, they were once again at the
location. Booker T,
Lesnar, Edge and RVD were on the agenda for the
afternoon.
Edge was a bit uneasy. He hadn't been back long
and was still amazed that
the women fans voted him into the magazine.
Willie had seen a lot of pics
of him, but after seeing him in the flesh, she
had to admit that B had good
taste - blond hair, those blue eyes, wearing a
white thong. No wonder the
girls went gaga over him. "He is photogenic,"
she thought. "His long
blond hair blowing and that smile…B will be
salivating when she sees him,
and he does have the equipment."
Willie got her first close up look at Lesnar in a
gold and purple
thong. "Damn, he's big for one so young!" she
thought looking him up and
down. It didn't help matters any when the
photographer told him to do
whatever came naturally. Her libido was on the
rise. All those bodies
were getting to her, and they hadn't gotten to
Taker or Kane. She wondered
what kind of shape she'd be in by then.
Willie grinned as Booker T went by in a skimpy
white thong, his hair in
plaits. "He is looking good," she said to
herself.
Always different, RVD came out wearing a rainbow
colored thong. As he
walked past, Willie had to take a second look.
"Whoo, what a set of buns!
Nice and tight!" and kept watching.
Shane had come to the set to check on the
progress after having heard about
the day before. He also came to watch Willie's
reaction so far. He nodded
his head. He watched with amusement how her eyes
followed RVD's
behind. The photographer noticed also and called
Shane to the side. Shane
nodded as the photographer spoke.
"RVD, I want you to do something different," he
told him. "I understand
that you can do a full split, correct?"
RVD nodded.
"Okay, for you, I want you to do a full split
facing the camera. Then, do
another one with your back toward me, except
turned just a bit to the side
so at least we can see your face."
Willie softly groaned at how easily he did it,
showing everything in
between. She sucked in her breath when he did it
again, seeing the muscles
in his backside flex. Oh, the girls would
salivate at hearing this. Shane
came over and pulled her to the side.
"Having a good time?" he asked her.
"Yes, I am," she replied enthusiastically.
"What is your opinion so far?"
"I think it's great. The women are going to
freak out over this."
Shane smiled, but the best was yet to come. He
couldn't wait to see what
her reaction would be to Kane. He thought he
might just have to have the
paramedics stand by just in case.
Chapter 13
That night B received a call from Willie.
"Sounds like you're having a good time," B
said.
"I am!" Willie replied. "Today's session… My
God, B was…. Edge was looking
good enough to eat! I never realized how good
looking he really was. The
breeze was blowing his hair. He looked like an
Adonis."
"I can't wait! Have you gotten on line?"
"Not yet. I'm telling you, sis, my pressure has
gone up. I don't know if
I'll make it! I almost didn't today. I never
knew just how good looking
they were until I saw them up close. And RVD,
with those cute buns of
his. I had to take a second look! They're doing
the rest tomorrow. Kane
and Taker will be the last ones!"
"If I don't hear from you, I'll know what
happened," B giggled.
"Shane came by today to check up on things. He
asked if I was having a
good time, to which of course I said yes. He
said I could take pictures if
I wanted so I'll have lots of pics to show when
I come back." Willie
looked at her watch. "Got to go. See you
later."
Willie took a deep breath as she hung up the
phone. She definitely was
going to need her sleep tonight. Tomorrow was
going to be a hectic
day. How was she going to make it through the
session? She pictured Kane
coming out in his wet, red mesh shorts. "Oh,
shit!" she thought, and began
fanning herself.
Chapter 14
The final shoot started early the next morning,
with the session being at a
somewhat different location, the waves hitting
the boulders at the edge as
the backdrop.
HBK, Nash and Rock were busy getting ready while
Mark and Glen, who opted
to wait, sat under an umbrella to see how the
session would go. Inside the
trailer, HBK looked in the mirror. His thong was
white trimmed in red,
with his initials on the front, dead center. Nash
took a deep breath. His
was black, the letters BIG SEXY in bright orange,
also dead center. Rock
was smiling in the mirror. His was a light blue
with Brahma Bull on the
band. Donning their robes they exited the
trailer.
The photographer started with HBK. He took his
robe off and stood in front
of a tall boulder. For the photo, it was thought
to have him pose as in
the ring. Willie just smiled as she noticed the
location of his
initials. Whoever had HBK would love how he
looked. His hair slightly
blowing in the breeze, the sun highlighting the
blondness and sunscreen all
over his body.
Nash took his off and leaned against the boulder
located at the water's
edge. Willie started to chuckle at the words on
the front of his
thong. Jade would have to have drool buckets
all around her. Leaning
against the boulder, his arms crossed, hair down
and a crooked half
smile. Watching, she could see why Jade would.
Damn, the man had big
everything body wise. "I wonder if big also
applied to that as well?" she
thought with a grin.
Rock was ready, and having a few movies under his
belt, knew what to do.
"Oh my God!" she said to herself. "B will be
drooling all over the place.
Now that is one man she will have to watch for
sure."
Rock stood relaxed, his thumbs in his straps (as
if getting ready to pull
them down) and his brow cocked with that famous
smile, as if to say, "Here
it is, girls. Come and get it."
Glen and Mark looked at each other. "Well, let's
get it over with," Mark
said.
Willie watched them head to the trailer, wishing
she could be a fly so she
could peek at Glen putting his shorts on.
In the dressing room, Glen took a deep breath as
he put the shorts
on. "Damn, these things are tight!" After
adjusting himself as best he
could, he donned the robe, taking the mask with
him. Every step he took,
he could feel the material rubbing. As he exited
the photographer called
him over.
Willie was told to take bottles of water and
sunscreen to Glen. When he
took his robe, off, it was all she could do to
keep from fainting. The
shorts had done their job. Every inch of him was
visible. Nervously she
handed the bottles to him, groaning inward as he
doused himself with
water. What he asked her next to do she would
never forget. "Miss, would
you mind doing my back?" he asked.
For a bit she just stood there. "Miss? Are you
alright?" Willie blinked
and took a bottle from him, hoping her shaking
hand was not
noticeable. She doused his shorts, salivating as
his firm backside showed
through. He then handed her the sunscreen.
Nervously she squirted some of
the liquid on his back. Slowly she rubbed his
broad shoulders all the way
down to the top of his shorts, his muscles
twitching with every rub. He
thanked her and headed to his spot.
Shane had arrived and had been watching very
carefully. He laughed at
Willie doing her best to keep her self control.
The waves crashing against the rocks were the
perfect back drop. The
photographer had Glen sit, then lean back
casually, his left leg propped
and arm draped over it, with his right leg
stretched out in front, the mask
dangling and everything inbetween. "OOHH!"
Willie groaned softly.
Mark had just finished donning the black mesh
thong which was tight enough
to outline his "natural gifts." Reluctantly, he
put on the robe and came
out of the trailer, hoping this would be over and
done with as quickly as
possible. He was given sunscreen as he had fair
skin and the heat was
beginning to be uncomfortable. After lathering
the lotion on he gave the
bottle to Willie, who couldn't believe her luckl.
He was given his
trademark sunglasses and told to sit with his
back to the handle bars and
lean back, his arms draped over the bars. He had
Willie bring the black
leather vest in. Mark donned the vest, then
resumed his position. The
photographer motioned for him to lower the
eyeglasses on his nose just a
bit, wanting to get a shot of his green eyes.
"Okay, now, give me a look that says Come here,
baby. That's it." And began
snapping away. "Now, open your legs, wide. The
women want a peek."
Mark opened his legs and resumed his position.
Willie held her breath. "Oh
Boy! All the girls will faint, especially LC!
She gets a good look at
that, she'll die of a heart attack! But what a
way to go." It seemed like
it took forever to get finished.
That night, Shane had a party at the hotel
restaurant to celebrate. Willie
had emailed the girls telling them she would be
leaving out the next day
and how the day had gone. Of course, she didn't
tell them she would be
partying with their men that night. At least not
until she got home.
Chapter 15
As soon as Shane and the film crew retuned, work
began immediately. While
the photographer developed his film, Shane worked
with the editor to get
the presses set up and ready. Of course, there
was something else he was
working on. When it arrived, he sat in his
office and watched, laughing
the whole time.
Working around the clock, the photographer had
the photos on Shane's desk
within 36 hours. Both looked the photos over,
agreeing they turned out
excellent. Even the group photo turned out well.
"You know, it's too bad
we don't have a film of the entire shoot," the
photographer said.
"What makes you think we don't," Shane smirked,
and turned his DVD player
on. "I didn't tell anyone, not even you, but I
had a crew come in and film
the entire shoot, bloopers and all. I plan to
put it out for sale."
Shane took the photos to the layout department,
who had everything ready
and waiting. Two hours later, the presses were
rolling. Twenty minutes
later, the first issue came off the press. Shane
thumbed through,
unfolding the two centerfolds, and nodding. He
gave the thumbs up. As he
watched, he grabbed a few of the issues for
testing, but who to test them
on.
Imagine the surprise on Monday morning when the
female staff at WWE
Headquarters each found a copy of the magazine on
their desk. Shane waited
in his office, the door slightly ajar. "Oh my!"
"Now that's put
together!" as well as groans and squeals. He sat
back in his chair. There
was one more office he had one put in.
The main receptionist was so engrossed she didn't
notice Vince
enter. Vince cleared his throat, which caused
her to jerk her head
up. Upon seeing him she quickly closed the
magazine and put it in the
drawer. When he was through receiving messages
and had gone to his office,
she quickly pulled it back out.
Vince was somewhat puzzled by her reaction as he
went on, and as he walked
to his office, he noticed that all the female
staff were acting strange, as
if hiding something as he went by. He stopped in
at Linda's office to go
over the agenda for the board meeting later that
day. He saw her chair
turned with the back facing him.
She turned the chair around, not noticing him
standing there. He became
puzzled as she was wearing a big grin. Only when
he had cleared his throat
was she aware of his presence. "Oh, good morning,
dear."
"What is that?" he asked.
"The magazine. You know, the one you gave Shane
permission to do," she
replied, unfolding the picture of Glen.
"Well, if you could steel yourself away from
ogling, I would like to go
over the agenda for the board meeting later." He
gave her a copy of the
agenda, outlining the issues to be discussed.
When he had finished, he
picked up the magazine. "WWE Men
Exposed".
He leafed through, grunting as he turned the
pages. He gave her a side
glance. "I noticed when I first walked in you
were looking very
closely."
Linda smirked. "What's the matter dear? Afraid
I might like what I
see?"
"Well, I mean, you're an older married woman.
Things like this you
shouldn't be interested in."
Linda sat there, an amused look on her face.
"What do you mean I shouldn't
be interested? I may be married, but that
doesn't mean I can't look. You
look at those so-called divas, now why can't I
look at the men?"
Vince mumbled and left.
Chapter 16
"What's up with dad?" Shane asked later in
Linda's office. "He seemed a
little edgy."
Linda snickered. "Earlier he caught me looking
at a copy of the
magazine. He got a little perturbed because I
was eyeballing someone
else's grapefruits and didn't acknowledge his
presence right away. He said
I shouldn't be interested as I'm an older married
woman. The old
fart." She spied the DVD. "What's
that?"
"This is the filming I had secretly done of the
photo shoot. I thought it
would be a good idea to sell this at
Wrestlemania," Shane replied as he put
the disk in and pressed the button.
Linda watched, nearly falling out of her chair at
Trips and Jericho. "That
was excellent!" she said when it had finished.
"Yes, put that out."
"How'd you like the magazine?" Shane
asked.
"The women will eat it up! How many copies did
you have run?"
"30,000, which I'm having sold through Shop-Zone
only."
"I'd go ahead and triple that."
"Think so?"
"Judging by the amount of letters, faxes, and
emails we received, I
wouldn't be surprised if there isn't a demand for
more," she said. "As for
the DVD, I have an idea for a preview."
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As soon as the group had returned, word got
around the locker room about
Trips and Jericho. Every time the two of them
showed up, whether in the
locker room, arena, or lounge, someone would turn
to keep from laughing in
their faces or walk off smiling. Of course, Nash
played the instigator and
would have everyone cracking up, which made the
two get angry and stomp out
of the room, which in turn made everyone laugh
that much louder and
harder.
RAW was doing a show in Milwaukee, and JR and
Lawler were given a copy of
the magazine and told to do a promo. After JR
had done his intro, Lawler
started the conversation.
"JR, what's that you got?"
"That's a copy of the new poster magazine titled
"WWE Men Exposed. It has
posters of 13 of the wrestlers voted on by our
female fans."
"Exposed? You mean as in no clothes? Is there a
centerfold?"
"There's two - Undertaker and Kane."
Lawler opened his copy and began looking at it.
"Oh my God, JR! We can't
show this! It shows everything!"
"It does not. Now will you please…. "
"I still say I should have been in this. The
women don't know what they're
missing."
"Well, your name wasn't on the list. Anyway, the
issue is on sale now at
Shop Zone."
JR side glanced at Lawler, noticing how slowly
Lawler was thumbing through
the magazine. He inched his chair away from
Lawler, who looked
up. "What'd you do that for?" Lawler asked
puzzled.
"I wonder about you sometimes."
Later on, during the show, Trips came out to the
ring to do a promo on an
upcoming title match. As he was talking, Stone
Cold's music began
playing. Stone Cold came out. "Hey, Trips, I've
been hearing something
strange lately and I just wanted to know from you
if it was true or
not. Does this sound ring a bell?" It was a
recording of a sea gull.
Trips grabbed the rope, a sneer on his face.
"So what I've been hearing is true. You know,
ever since I've known you, I
knew you were full of sh**t (bleep). This proves
it." Stone Cold pointed
at the Titantron. The arena burst out laughing.
It was a blown up picture
of Trips with the infamous white spot on his
thong, the sea gull above his
head. "You've heard of the Good Housekeeping
seal of approval? Well, now
we have the official Bird Sh**t seal of
approval." That made the audience
laugh even louder. Stone Cold saluted and went
back stage.
Chapter 17
The day after Willie came back she got on wrote
to the A-U list about her
adventures. The girls bombarded her with
questions about what was it like
to touch Kane etc. "Hey, give me time!" she
responded. "I'm still trying
to recuperate! It takes a while to come back to
normal after spending
three days on the beach with thirteen hunks. Not
to mention the party
afterwards at the hotel…. Whoops!"
"Party!" Jade exclaimed.
"Yes, I got to party with all the men. Except
Kane and Taker. They had to
leave right after the shoot. I really wanted to
see what it was like to
dance with Kane but he said he had to get back to
see his girlfriend. I
think he mentioned her name, but can't remember.
I think her name began
with an S. BTW Jade, I got to dance with Nash.
He is a very good
dancer. He likes to hold you real close."
WEG.
"Wait till I get my hands on him!"
_____________________________________________
Shane had warned Shop Zone as soon as the issues
were finished to expect to
be bombarded with orders for the magazine.
Nothing could have prepared
them for the influx of phone calls, emails, and
faxes. The magazine had
been offered less than four hours and already
backorders for issues were
being sent. The influx was such that they had to
close down the site for
at least a day in order to catch up.
Shane looked over the report the next morning,
astonished at the
figures. He quickly called the publishing
department to print another
40,000 as fast as they could, ordering them to
make it top priority over
the Wrestlemania magazine.
Linda came in just as he hung up. "Good news.
I've had to order another
40,000 copies," Shane said. "This has outdone
WWE Divas Exposed.," he
said. "It took only four hours to sell the first
30,000 copies. Some with
as many as six copies per order."
"Told you," Linda said.
"I take it that stunt on RAW is the lead-in for
the DVD?"
Linda smiled. "It is. Confidential this week
will talk about the
DVD. Will we have enough copies in time for
Wrestlemania?"
Shane nodded. "More than enough." One of the
secretaries came in with a
file folder and handed it to Shane. "It's from
my spies on the
internet. WWE Men Exposed is the hot topic of
discussion right now."
___________________
"Just got my issue of the magazine!" Dville
typed. "OMG! I nearly fell
through the floor as I looked at the pics. My
God!"
"Got mine too," B said (fanning herself). "Damn
my hubby is looking so
hot!! Where is the freezer? I have to cool
myself off -- fast!”
"OOOOOHHHHH my Matt is such a cutie!!" Anne
signed in.
The only words to come from Jade were
THUD!!!!!
"Well, we know what she thinks," Sandra laughed.
"BTW B, you are talking
about Rock aren't you?"
"Who else?"
"You do have another hubby. I believe his name
is Edge. Remember? And
judging from what I see, hhmmmmm hhhmmmmmmm!
That is one
deeeeelllliiiiccciiious hunk!"
"Hi girls, just now got myself off the floor,"
Jade said (rubbing her
head). "Shit!!!!"
On and on the comments went. Shane's spies were
having a field day reading
the comments. One after another the girls were
oohh and aahing over the
pics, especially of Kane and Taker.
"Hey, has anyone heard from LC? She should have
been the first one," B
said.
"Maybe she died from looking at Taker. I almost
did myself. Damn what a
pose!" Jade commented. "And those shorts on
Kane! What a package!"
"Yeah, did you see they had Taker wearing a black
mesh thong!
"OMG!!! I have to rest!"
"I'm e-mailing LC to be sure she's okay," B said
"What did you guys think of that bit SCSA did on
RAW? That was too
hilarious." LOL
"That was too funny," Jade said. "Wish they'd
put a DVD out on the guys
like they did of the divas. I would love to see
that."
"There just might be. I heard Confidential this
week is going to talk
about the shoot and there's talk the show might
be promoting a rumored DVD
as well as the magazine," Sandra said.
Chapter 18
Shane handed the initial report to Vince as he
wanted an update. "You sure
these figures are correct?"
"Yep. I had 40,000 more printed and they are
almost gone already."
Vince sat back in his chair and shook his head in
disbelief. Not even the
diva magazine had done that well.
"Don't tell me you're still not convinced? The
figures are right there."
Vince didn't reply.
Shane left the office, running into Linda as he
shut the door. "What's
wrong?" she asked.
"I just gave dad the initial report on the sales
of the magazine. He
couldn't believe the first issues were sold out
already, and the second
40,000 are almost gone."
"I knew he wouldn't be convinced. He's being
stubborn because he knows he
was wrong and doesn't want to admit it. The old
goat." She
paused. "What's the report from your
spies?"
"They say the magazine is the number one topic of
discussion." An idea
flashed across Shane's mind. "See you later. I
just remembered
something."
-----------------------------------------
"Hey Cat? You still alive?" B emailed.
An hour later Cat came on line. "Hey, I'm still
alive - barely."
B laughed. "Barely?"
"When I saw Taker and Kane, I fell on the bed,
luckily. I was drooling all
over the place. For the past two days I have
been redecorating my room -
so to speak."
"Redecorating?"
"Yes, I've been putting up Taker and Kane
centerfolds all over my room,
including the ceiling, closet, and the door to my
room."
"How many?" Stonewall asked.
"OOhh, about a dozen."
"A dozen? Isn't that a bit much?" Jade
asked.
---------------------------------
A few of the issues had a special card inserted,
which was to be mailed
back. In return for mailing it in, a special
backstage pass would be
mailed back, allowing the bearer of the pass to a
special autograph session
with the men in the magazine.
Chapter 18 A
Willie had received a complimentary copy of the
magazine and was busy
looking at the centerfold of Kane, drooling, but
nothing could compare with
seeing him actually pose, and better yet, getting
to touch him. She spied
a small card fall to the floor. She picked it
up. Her eyes became
wide. She immediately got on the computer. The
girls were already
talking about the cards.
"Sent mine back in already," B said. "Should be
getting my pass in a
week."
"Same here," Jade said.
"Yeah, sent mine in, made hotel reservations, got
my airline ticket, and WM
tickets, and now waiting for it to get here," Cat
said. "If any of you
need a room, I got a 2-bedroom with a couch that
makes out into a full size
bed. A couple of friends are sharing with me.
Don't mind having a couple
of more."
"Can I room with you?" Anne asked.
"Sure, come on. We girls could have a big party.
The room has a bar."
"What hotel are you at?" Dville asked.
Cat typed in the name of the hotel and the phone
number.
"I'm going to book my room right now. See you
later."
"This is going to be fun."
"Watch out New York! You're about to be
invaded!"
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Shane had had his spies keeping a close watch on
the lists. He checked with
Public Relations to see how many had returned.
So far over 70 cards had
been returned out of a total of 100. He had his
spies break down as to
what lists had received them and how many in each
list. It seemed the A-U
list had received the most - 20. This was going
better than expected, he
thought.
He ran into Linda as he was getting ready to
leave. "You look tired," she
commented.
"I am," he said. "I've been working on this
thing for nearly two months
straight."
"Oh, what was that idea you had in mind?" she
asked.
"Well, I had a small card inserted in a few
issues. The card was to be
returned and the person whose name was on the
card would be given a pass to
a special autograph session at WM with the men in
the magazine."
"Not a bad idea. How many have been
returned?
"Over 70, and I expect the rest in soon."
"You told your father yet?"
"No. He said this was my project and I was to
handle it anyway I saw
fit."
"When is this session?"
"It will be at the hotel where the wrestlers are
staying, 7:00 p.m., the
second night of Access."
"Have you informed the main
participants?"
"I am about to."
Shane called a meeting of the wrestlers and told
them of the event and to
be prepared.
"Prepared?" Nash asked. "For what?"
"Be prepared for at least a 100 women to descend
on you."