January 14th, 2001. A day that'll live forever in my mind for more then one reason. You see that was the day the WWF dropped into my backyard of Dallas, Texas for the 1st of I'm sure many shows there. This one had a little background to it with HHH making his return to Dallas in over a year and the 1st time many people would see people like RVD and others. But you see, this one had just a little something more intriguing. That factor was that almost all the incredibly sexy WWF Divas would be in attendance, and that's what really got my blood pumping. But also, tonight I had a plan. You see I got the tickets before Christmas, but for an X-mas stocking stuffer I was given a backstage pass to RAW before and after the show. The plan? Get one diva to have sex with me. Desperate? You as was I will be surprised at how it all turned out.
The show started at 6:30 with most wrestlers and such arriving at 2:00 or so. I had class from 1:15 until 3:50, but my college is maybe 10 minutes away from the arena so by 3 PM I was expectant on using my pass to the utmost capabilities. I pulled into the back of American Airlines Center at 2:58 on the dot and hopped out, backstage pass slapped on my jeans I walked to a security guard, and wouldn't you know it? I know the guy! He said no one is allowed even with a pass inside until 4, but he knew what a die-hard fan I was and knew my favorite tag team was The Dudleyz and that they were already in the arena so I got in. Break #1. I walked into the sleek backstage area and right there walking right into his back was The Undertaker! I apologized many times, but he just laughed and said "You cal always tell the true fans apart from the rest, they treat you with respect." I eased up and asked for an autograph on the magazine I happened to have and without hesitation he signed it for me. I got a handshake and walked on.
Not a diva in sight, what the hell is the deal here? Then there was a decision to make, a left turn or right turn. To the left was catering, to the rightβ¦diva locker rooms! I made the fast right and the 1st door was marked Jacquelyn and Jazz. Oh my god that's revolting. Let's try the next door and JACKPOT BABY! Trish Stratus' locker looked me dead in the eye. The door was completely closed and with deeper listening I could hear Jim Ross in there telling Trish something about commentating that night. I walked back towards the main hallway and heard Trish's door open and J.R. giving her luck. I turned and told J.R. how much a fan I was of his, big lie, but I didn't want any questions from him.
He was grateful and I got an autograph from him as well. He left down the hall and I knew Trish had to be the girl I went for 1st. This was crucial because If I'm denied, A. My confidence is shot and B. She'll probably throw me and I'm done for the night, so with the deepest breath I had, I went for the door. I gave my knock, 3 shy ones and Trish with a sweet voice, almost coming to a surprise for me, I was expecting annoyance, asked for who was at the door. A slight stall from me, but I spoke. "Trish, I hope this isn't any kind of inconvenience, but I'm a BIG fan of yours and I have this backstage pass and was walking around and was just hoping for any amount of time from you for possibly a picture and/or autograph."
"Oh that's so nice of you, I've always had a heart for my fans, please step inside I'll just be in the other room for a minute." With a sigh of relief I walked in to the smell of coconut oil and pinpointed it when an opened bottle of Coconut Oil was by her big mirror she had in her locker. "If you don't mind I'm switching my On-Air outfit tonight so I got to see how it looks, I'll be right out. Tell me your name and such."
"Oh that's no problem Miss Stratus, I'm just a big fan. The name's Kurt. I go to college just down the road and was hoping for a glimpse of somebody I've loved for a time, and you fit that description perfectly."
"Well Kurt you sound like an upstanding gentleman." After just a few seconds more, a spinning Trish walked out into my eyesight for the 1st time and my heart almost stopped. A completely beautiful Trish Stratus stood in front of me with a low cut black leather skirt and tight blue velvet shirt that encased major cleavage. My jaw dropped with authority and a melting smile from Trish made me even more in disbelief. "I look that good huh?" A simple nod was all I could handle. "You know what blue reminds me of?"
I didn't know and she went on. "Dark Blue to be exact is a color that turns me on. It's the color of the night sky in my mind, and when the nighttime sets, all I ever think of is Sex. You have no idea the horny thoughts that run though my mind at night, 365 days a year. That's why I love my job because I wrestle at night and I'm so horny I get to rub other women. And I've yet to have a match where I didn't finish it with a wet pussy. Lita's the best because she's Bi-Sexual. She loves the little rubs I'll give her pussy. But you know Kurt; it's only 2:15. I'm not horny right now, but I can tell you are, and like I said at the door, I have a heart for my fans, and I always deliver 100% Stratus-Faction." With that her skirt dropped to the floor and a clean-shaven pussy was were my eyes met. Her pussy was obviously loose and that suited me just fine. She gave me a little nod and with her index finger commanded me to her. I walked over and even though I was taller then her she reached her hand up to my head and pushed me to my knees, her pussy in my face. "Kurt if you ever want to make me horny, eating my pussy will do the trick. If you do it right, you can have any part of my body at your disposal afterwards."