Lillian Garcia was worried about her friend Trish Stratus.
Trish had been Lillian's friend for a long time and Lillian had never seen her like this before.
The WWE had just finished Saturday Nights Main Event, which had not gone very well for Trish. Sure, she had won her match, but her tagteam partner Mickie James had turned on her afterwards, hitting Trish with her signature moves and leaving her lying unconscious on the canvas.
Right after the event a group of the WWE superstars, divas, and backstage crew had gone to a nearby bar to celebrate. There Trish had got hammered out of her mind, cried, and went home on her own, yelling at Lillian and anyone else who tried to help her.
Lillian hated to see Trish like that, but there wasn't much she could do. Trish had refused her attempt to help her and had refused to talk about it.
As the night continued Lillian overheard many of the WWE employees joking about what a drama queen Trish was. This was the WWE and friends turned on each other all the time whether it would be because of money, titles, or other women/men so it really was no big deal. Besides, everyone was in agreement that Trish should have seen Mickie turning on her a mile away.
Mickie had been bending over backwards for months to try and help Trish and the blonde had done nothing but push her away in return, rejected the obsessed girl's blatantly obvious come ons and even told the brunette she wanted nothing to do with her. Trish should have been expecting Mickie to turn on her, and she should blame herself more than anyone else.
Lillian had to agree that Trish should have seen Mickie turning on her coming, but what she couldn't understand was why was her friend so upset about it.
A few months ago Trish had been telling Lillian how Mickie was turning her life into a nightmare, constantly calling her and chasing after her like a lost little puppy... and then Trish suddenly didn't want to talk about Mickie anymore.
Lillian had assumed Mickie had done something, but Trish continued hanging out with Mickie backstage and tagging with her, so Lillian really couldn't quite understand what was going on. She wished she did, wished she could somehow help her friend, but what could she do?
"Hey Lillian."
Hearing her name being called Lillian turned around to see one of the women she had just been thinking about Mickie James standing in front of her.
Maybe now she could get some answers.
"Hey Mickie." Lillian replied cautiously back.
Lillian had only spoken to Mickie a couple of times before, mostly backstage or in bars like this one and had always gotten along well with her but after seeing Mickie, who was more of an acquaintance than a friend, turn on one of her best friends Trish she wasn't sure how to act.
"How are you?" Mickie asked cheerfully.
"I'm... I'm fine..." Lillian said.
An awkward silence fell between them.
"Why did you turn on Trish?" Lillian blurted out.
"I didn't want too, but she left me no choice." Mickie said, sighing sadly, "She's mine and she needs to learn that. I'd hope she'd realise it on her own and come to me willingly, but now I'm going to have to rough her up a bit first. Honestly I would have preferred the easy way, but I'm absolutely fine with the hard way if that's what she wants. After all, I always was a big fan of dishing out tough love." Mickie then smiled wickedly at Lillian, "But enough about Trish, let's talk about you."
"Me." Lillian gulped.
"You." Mickie confirmed, "When was the last time you were fucked Lillian?"
"What!" Lillian said, unable to believe what Mickie had just asked her.
"When was the last time you were fucked?" Mickie asked again, "And I don't mean when was the last time you were with a man, I mean when was the last time you were properly fucked. When was the last time you were fucked so hard you thought you'd never walk right again. When was the last time you were fucked until your eyes rolled in the back of your head and your toes curled and you came over, and over, and over."
Mickie trailed off and Lillian just stood there in shock. Part of the ring announcer was still bowled over by Mickie's forwardness and another part of her was upset with the brunette for asking such an intimate question... but another part of her was trying to remember the last time she had been fucked like that and she was coming up with nothing.
"Can you even remember?" Mickie asked after a long pause.
There was another pause, and although Lillian's mouth said nothing her eyes spoke volumes.
"Have you ever even been fucked like that?" Mickie asked.
More silence that told Mickie all she needed to know.
"Wow, really? That's very sad. Everyone needs a good hard fucking once in awhile, and everyone should get it. Luckily for you I have the solution to that problem." Mickie said, handing a piece of paper to Lillian.
Opening a small piece of paper Lillian almost went as white as a ghost when she saw there was a hotel room number on it.
"It's my hotel room number." Mickie said, smiling wickedly, "If you feel like getting properly fucked, come up any time."
Mickie then turned to leave but stopped and bit her lip. The little brunette was feeling especially horny tonight and she didn't want to spend all night waiting for Lillian to show up. She could always call one of her bitches, but she didn't want Lillian to show up while she was fucking one of them and she really did have her heart set on adding a bitch to her collection tonight, so she decided to give Lillian a little more incentive.
Turning around Mickie smiled at Lillian again and moved even closer to the blonde.
"You know what Lillian, I'm going to let you in on a little secret." Mickie whispered just loud enough for Lillian and only Lillian to hear, "I want you, and I'm going to have you, just like I'm going to have Trish. Now, you can come up to my hotel room and help me celebrate a very successful night, or you could stay down here until either you go back to your hotel room alone or until you hook up with some guy who won't be able to make you cum like I can make you cum. And if you go home alone or hook up with some guy, you will find yourself lying awake thinking about me, and what I could do to you, and you'll be thinking about this..." At this point Mickie leaned in until she was whispering in Lillian's ear, "I'm going to have you, and if you don't give yourself to me, I'm going to have to take you, and trust me Lillian, you don't want to make me have to take you."
Mickie let her words linger for a few moments before leaning back and giving Lillian a playful smile, before she turned and left.
Lillian watched Mickie walk out of the bar and after a few moments of staring at the door the brunette had disappeared through she turned back around to the table she was sat at looked down at the piece of paper with Mickie's hotel room number still in her hand and thought about what Mickie had just said.
However she quickly shrugs it off as Mickie playing some kind of joke on her. She puts the piece of paper with Mickie's supposed hotel room number on it down onto the table. She doubted it was even Mickie's real hotel room number. It was probably the actual hotel room number of some stranger who was staying on the same floor as Mickie.
Lillian goes back to her drinking and tries not to think about Mickie or the hotel room number or the offer Mickie made for the rest of the night.
***
Hours later Lillian was still sat in the same place staring at the piece of paper Mickie had given her a few hours earlier.
She'd been staring at the piece of paper for a long time she didn't know how long exacterly but she knew it had been a while and despite doing her best and being able to make herself not think about Mickie or her offer at the start of the night the more she drank the more she started to think about it.
When she had confronted Mickie about what she had done to Trish the brunette had described it as tough love, away to show Trish that she belonged to Mickie, like it was a forgone conclusion that Trish would end up being hers. It seemed a bit overconfident on Mickie's part, but Lillian had seen Trish's mental state lately and it was obvious that there was more going on here that she didn't know about. It made Lillian wonder what was really going on, what Mickie meant exactly by tough love and what was she going to do to make Trish... surrender to her.
As much as Lillian was worried for her friend she couldn't help thinking about what else Mickie said, the part in which she asked her when was the last time she was properly fucked.
Even now as Lillian thought about the question and tried to think about all of the boyfriends she had as well as her now long since ex-husband and her current boyfriend who very few people even knew existed, she couldn't remember one time when she had ever felt anything like the way Mickie described. She'd read the kind of terms or words Mickie had used in dirty books and in dirty stories on the internet but she didn't think it was possible to actually feel that way in real life and yet for some reason Mickie made it sound as though it was actually possible. Not only did she make it sound like it was possible she also sounded like she could actually make her feel that way.
Lillian wasn't gay though, so there was no way she would be able to find out.
The blonde sighed and looked back down at the piece of paper and began to wonder if Mickie had been serious about her offer.
She had pieces of paper handed to her with hotel room numbers on them before but they had all been from guys most of whom worked with in the company some of whom where even married others where either in relationships or single and some of them knew she was in a long distance and thus far long term relationship and yet they had still tried their luck. Although Lillian's boyfriend had given her permission to have "fun" on the road she had never taken any of the guys up on their offer partly out of loyalty to her man and partly due to the fact they where either in relationships married or they where very powerful co-workers.
When these men had given Lillian their hotel room numbers they had been suggestive as to what they would do when she got there but never had they ever come right on out and said it the way Mickie did.
