Stephanie McMahon Boss Bitch...
"I miss you sweetheart. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. Yes. Becky is right here." My wife Stephanie McMahon tells me.
"HI JAMES... MISS YOU HUN... LOVE YA!" Becky Lynch yells out towards the phone.
"Everything will be taken care of baby I promise. I'll see you when you get home. Love you sweetheart." Stephanie blows me a big kiss through the phone... so does Becky.
I'm on the road, in Montreal, closing a big movie deal with a big investor. It's gonna be a blockbuster action/horror movie starring another of my main side bitches, Charlotte Flair.
Stephanie is in her home office... in our home in our home in Greenwich. She's the Chief Brand Officer for World Wrestling Entertainment... and she's also in charge of the female talent. Becky is the Irish Lass Kicker, The Man, and the Raw Women's Champion. Becky is one of my main side bitches. Stephanie knows all about her and I... and the others too. We have an agreement. She let's me have my fun on the side... and she watches and joins in when she wants to.
We have a grand idea for the ladies of WWE. We're gonna present them in an edgier way. Show their dark, dirty side. We're gonna leak out some interesting pictures and videos of the hotties in some compromising... and very hot... positions. We've already filmed some footage of Nia Jax rolling a dude in a motel in Vegas. He was in on it, so no arrests necessary.
We filmed Lana... Rusev's blonde bitch wife... blowing a homeless guy behind a 7 Eleven in Hartford. My cousin Ellsworth (Former WWE Superstar James Ellsworth) filmed it. He begged us to play the homeless guy, but no luck. The horny bastard doesn't give up though. Ha. It runs in my family... the not giving up... and especially the horny part.
"ELLSWORTH... GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW! HURRY!!" Stephanie yells into her speaker phone. My dimwit cousin comes running in her office.
"PULL OUT YOUR DICK! I NEED SOME INSPIRATION!" Stephanie is the boss and she relishes proving it. Ellsworth quickly unzips his camo pants and pulls out his eight and a half inches of uncircumsized, fat dick. He's standing a couple of feet away from Becky. She's impressed.
"Not bad. Not bad at all. Nice cock... jackass." Becky is a boss bitch, ball buster too... just like my wife.
"Ummm. Thanks. Nice tits." Ellsworth compliments Becky, who immediately stands up and grabs him by the throat, scaring my dumbass cousin.
"What did you say?" Becky asks in an angry, threatening voice, squeezing his throat a little tighter, her very beautiful face mere inches from Ellsworth's goofy, scared one.
"I... Ummm... I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything. I'm really sorry. Ahhhh." Ellsworth almost pees his pants, gagging, not wanting to piss off The Man any further.
"It's ok Becky. You have to pardon my idiot cousin in law/assistant. His manners are very lacking. He's harmless... though quite stupid and very annoying as well." Stephanie gets Becky to relax. Ellsworth gives her a really goofy "I'm sorry" smile, trying to show how harmless he is to Ms Lynch.
Becky lets go of Ellsworth's throat and sits back down in her chair in front of Stephanie's desk. Ellsworth rubs his throat and coughs. Becky is strong, and her vice grip caught my dorky cousin by surprise.