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Now... Kristi and Dice present:



The Road Diary Of Trish Stratus Part 29: Wedding Bell Blues
by Kristi (Kristi_aka@hotmail.com) 
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (diceandkristifiles@yahoo.com) 

On a bright and sunny day in Los Angeles, California, former WWE Diva and 
impressively achieved seven-time Women's Champion, Trish Stratus has arrived 
at the penthouse apartment that belongs to fellow former WWE Diva and good 
friend, Torrie Wilson, after having meet with various sponsors in the Los 
Angeles area to possibly sign a deal with her yoga studio in Canada, The 
Stratusphere.
 
After hearing a knock on the door, Torrie Wilson answers the door to greet 
her friend Trish Stratus. "Trish! Oh my god you look so good!" Torrie 
comments
 
Trish laughs as she stands outside of the penthouse apartment. "Hardly, but 
you look great!" Trish says with a tired sigh before she and Torrie Wilson 
embrace with a friendly hug. Torrie Wilson steps out of the way and allows 
Trish to enter her penthouse apartment.
 
Trish smiles as she carries her travel bag inside and looks around the 
penthouse apartment "Wow! This place looks awesome...thanks so much for 
letting stay the night while I'm in town."
 
Torrie Wilson folds her arms against her chest "Oh please, I was so thrilled 
when you called!" Torrie says as Trish sets her travel bag down onto the 
floor.
 
"So is everything going good for you?" Trish asks.
 
Torrie nods her head and smiles "Oh absolutely! Nick is so amazing..." Torrie 
begins to say, speaking of her current boyfriend. "...Oh and I forgot to tell 
you...guess who I ran into a couple weeks ago..."
 
Trish presses her lips together and shrugs her shoulders "Ummm...no clue...."
 
Torrie rolls her eyes slightly "Peter..." Torrie Wilson says with a bit of 
disgust.
 
"Awww..." Trish smiles "I miss him...he was so sweet..."
 
Torrie laughs "Yeah...well you weren't married to him..."
 
Trish raises an eyebrow "You guys seemed to get along fine..."
 
Torrie shakes her head and smirks "Again Trish, you weren't married to 
him..."
 
Trish her shoulders slightly and weakly smiles "Well...I remember your 
wedding was at least fun."
 
* * *

July 12, 2003

Dear Diary,

Last night was the wonderful and beautiful wedding of Torrie Wilson and Peter 
Gruner, known to many as Billy Kidman. The day could not have been more 
perfect for the two of them and I wish them the absolute best. I, however, 
started out having a miserable time. While I should have been enjoying the 
whole day, I couldn't help getting over the feeling of being love lost. Of 
always describing myself as unlucky in love. I sometimes wonder if I will 
ever find that happiness, if I will ever have that one special day with 
someone. So to quickly recap my night at the reception party....everyone 
dancing and having a great time...me all by myself at the open bar...luckily 
I ended up having some company after all...

* * * 

At the reception party following the wedding of Torrie Wilson and Billy 
Kidman, various Superstars and Divas along with friends and family of the 
happy couple are present congratulating them. Trish Stratus, seeing an 
opportunity to approach Torrie and Billy, excuses herself from a conversation 
she's having with Matt Hardy and Lita and walks over to the newly weds.

Trish Stratus, dressed in a nicely fitted black knee-length dress that curves 
her gorgeous hips and perfectly holds against her large chest, steps close 
enough to talk with Torrie and Billy over the loud noise "Hey! 
Congratulations!" Trish says with a smile.

"Oh hi Trish!" Torrie says as she turns to look at Trish. 

Billy then looks at Trish and smiles, "Hey thanks Trish! Glad you could make 
it!" Billy says.

Trish laughs a bit "No thank you for inviting me!" Trish slightly shouts over 
the music playing.

Torrie smiles, "So who did you bring with you?" Torrie asks loudly.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip "What?" Trish asks back, hoping she 
misheard Torrie.

"Who is your date?" Torrie asks, even louder than she did her original 
question.

"Ummmm....I didn't bring one..." Trish replies before looking down slightly.

"Oh really?" Torrie asks as frowns slightly. 

"Hey it's all right Trish... a lot of people didn't bring someone..." Kidman 
says as he tires to improve Trish's mood.

Trish nods her head slightly and weakly smiles "Yeah...I guess...well I'm 
sure you have a lot of people to talk to...I just wanted to stop over.."

"Thank you for coming Trish!" Torrie replies with a smile before she gives 
Trish a hug.

* * *

Later on, Trish is sitting at the bar having a drink and keeping to herself 
as Gregory Helms approaches the bar, "Hey Trish..." Helms says as he sits 
near Trish. Helms is wearing black slacks, a white button shirt and black 
suit jacket, while his tie is hanging out of his suit jacket pocket. 

Trish turns her head and weakly smiles at Helms while waving slightly with 
her right hand "Hey..." Trish says before she takes another sip of her drink.

"Nice wedding for Torrie and Peter wasn't it?" Helms ask looks at a small 
menu on the bar's counter to see what drink he's going to order.

Trish glances back at Gregory Helms and nods her head slightly "Yeah...I 
guess so...and it would be better everyone would quit wondering who I brought 
for my date..."

"Oh you're getting those questions too?" Gregory asks as he turns on his seat 
to look at Trish more directly.

Trish laughs a bit and turns slightly to look more directly at Helms as well. 
"It's like the question of the century...I swear more people have asked me 
that than a simple 'how are you doing?'..." Trish replies.

Gregory nods his head, "I hear what you're saying... I just broke up with my 
girl last week and everyone who knew she was coming keeps asking 'where is 
she'..." Gregory rolls his eyes.

Trish presses her lips together "You know...I really hate weddings..."

Gregory looks at Trish, "I guess it's worst for you... cause I don't know a 
girl who doesn't get pissed off when they are at a wedding and it's not their 
own... unless they're married..."

Trish laughs a bit "You've got that right...and the worst part though, is if 
you're here single...it seems like you're a total outcast..."

"It ain't that easy for a guy who goes for a wedding solo...." Gregory 
smiles, "Everyone thinks I'm trying to pick up one of the bride's maids..."

Trish raises an eyebrow and smiles slightly at Gregory Helms "Isn't that your 
goal though?" Trish asks with a laugh.

Gregory laughs, "Well it does seem like a good idea..." Gregory laughs, 
"Would make things really interesting... but all of Torrie's bride's maids 
are with someone..."

"That just means you need to find someone that's here alone then..." Trish 
replies with a shrug of her shoulders slightly before she takes a sip of her 
drink.

Gregory Helms smiles, "You know that's a really good suggestion..." Gregory 
says as he gets off of his seat and steps over to Trish, "Say Trish... by 
chance, would you prefer to do something better than the 'pity-party' we're 
both having?" Gregory asks.

Trish raises an eyebrow and glances at Helms "What are you saying?"

"Well... you're here by yourself... I'm here by myself.... and I think maybe 
we can have our own excitement..." Gregory says with a smile.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and nods her blond haired head "I think we 
could..." Trish says as she slides out of her seat to stand up with Helms.

* * *

A short time later in a large storage room, Gregory Helms and Trish Stratus 
lustfully making out as Gregory reaches behind Trish to unzip her dress while 
she is quickly unbutton his shirt. "Mmmmm..." Gregory moans against Trish's 
lips as he starts to push Trish's dress downward after unzipping it.

"Mmmmmm...." Trish moans softly back into Helms's mouth as she opens his 
shirt after undoing the buttons and places her hands against his toned, 
tanned chest as she gently slides her hands down his upper body. Gregory 
slides his tongue against Trish's lips as he gets her dress down as far as 
her hips. He slides his hands against her smooth skin and up to her large, 
juicy tits while she slides her hands against his chest.

Trish Stratus breaks the kiss for a moment and looks seductively at Gregory 
Helms "This is such a good idea..." Trish says before she places her hands 
onto her own hips to push her gorgeous dress down and guides the dress down 
her stunningly smooth and tanned legs to expose her black panties underneath. 
After stepping completely out of the dress, Trish places her hands on Helms's 
waist and starts to unbuckle his belt.

"Yes it was..." Gregory licks his lips as he looks at Trish's perfectly 
tanned and toned body while she starts to pull his belt through the loops of 
his slacks. Gregory takes off his unbuttoned shirt and drops it on top of his 
suit jacket that's on the floor. Trish licks her lips as she tosses the belt 
down onto the floor and proceeds to unbutton and unzip his slacks before she 
starts to push them down from his toned waist.

"Mmmmm man you are so fucking hot..." Gregory says as he takes another 
opportunity to slide his hands against Trish's tits while she pushes his 
slacks down from his waist, revealing his white boxer briefs, which she 
pushes down as well. After a few moments, Gregory steps out of his slacks and 
boxers, with his now exposed rock hard, thick and long cock sticking out from 
between his legs.

Trish raises an eyebrow and smirks "I can tell you think that..." Trish says 
with a cute laugh as she glances down at his exposed, long and thick, fully 
rock hard cock. Trish takes a moment to lower herself down onto her knees in 
front of Gregory Helms, placing her left hand against his shaft and begins to 
lightly stroke his cock. Trish leans her blond haired head forward and taps 
her tongue against the tender head of his cock.

"Ohhh shit..." Gregory moans as Trish lightly strokes his cock with her left 
hand while she laps her tongue playfully against the head of his dick.

"Mmmmmmmm..." Trish softly moans as she closes her beautiful eyes and gently 
works her wet tongue around the head of Helms's cock before gently sliding 
her tongue across, brushing against his piss-slit. Trish opens her mouth and 
lowers her head of his cock, taking him gently into her mouth.

"Ahhhh..." Gregory licks his lips and he starts to slide his right hand's 
fingers through Trish's blond hair as she takes a good amount of his cock 
into her mouth.

"Mmmmmm....mmmm..." Trish moans softly as she smoothly bobs her head back and 
forth along his shaft with her soft and pouty lips brushing against his 
shaft. Trish turns her blond haired head on Helms's cock lightly as she 
gradually starts to suck at a quicker pace.

"Ohhh yeah.... mmmm..." Gregory moans as Trish bobs her head smoothly on his 
long hard shaft as she keeps her left hand moving over the lower half of his 
dick.

"Mmmmmmm...mmmmm..." Trish moans as she lifts her beautiful eyes to look up 
at Gregory Helms as she gently twirls her tongue against his shaft, guiding 
his cock deeper into her soothing and incredibly skilled mouth.

"Mmmmm.... ahhhh..." Gregory looks down at Trish as she twirls her tongue 
around his cock as she lifts and lowers her head at a quick pace.

"Mmmmm...mmmmm..." Trish moans and sweetly smiles around Helms's cock as she 
slides her tongue gently against the bottom side of his shaft, while she 
continues to perfectly move her head.

"Ohhh damn... ahhh..." Gregory tilts his head back as Trish takes more of his 
cock into her mouth as she continues to suck and slurp on it.

Trish slowly lifts her blond haired head off of his cock and licks her lips, 
smiling up at him. "Mmmmm...how was that?"

"Mmmm that was great..." Gregory grins he helps Trish up from the floor. "Now 
it's my turn I think..." Gregory says as he moves Trish over to a small table 
and sits her on it. Trish licks her lips slightly and looks at Gregory Helms 
as she spreads her gorgeously tanned, smooth legs apart as he steps between 
her legs to lowers her black panties down. Gregory licks his lips as he 
slides Trish's black panties down her legs and he squats down slightly to 
lift them over her feet. Gregory glances at Trish's perfectly shaven pussy 
and then he glances up at Trish before he leans his head forward to begin 
lapping his tongue against Trish's pussy.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhhh shit..." Trish groans as she feels Gregory's tongue 
instantly flick against her pussy. Trish closes her eyes and leans her head 
back. Gregory tilts his head up and down as he slides his tongue over Trish's 
pussy. He drops her panties on the floor before he places his hands on her 
gorgeous waist as he eats her pussy. Trish places her hands behind her onto 
the table and bites down on her bottom lip as she slightly pushes against his 
face as he slaps his tongue against her pussy.

"Mmmmm... mmmm..." Gregory moans as he starts to dart his tongue in and out 
of Trish's pussy as she rocks against his face and moving tongue.

"Ohhhhh...mmmmm shit Greg...." Trish moans as she feels his tongue darting in 
and out of her nicely wet and warm pussy. Gregory glances up at Trish as he 
twirls his tongue around inside of her pussy as she arches back on the table.

"Ohhhhhh...ohhhh yeah...mmmm that feels so good.." Trish moans and lightly 
pushes back against his tongue.

Gregory Helms lifts his head up from Trish's pussy and licks his lips, "I can 
eat at that buffet all day..." Gregory grins at Trish as he stands up. Trish 
doesn't get a chance to sit up on the table before Gregory pushes his cock 
hard cock into her hot tight and wet pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh shit...." Trish moans and instantly places her hands onto his arms 
as he starts to pump his shaft into her tight and warm pussy, causing her to 
rock on the table.

"Mmmmm ahhhh awww..." Gregory groans as he thrusts his cock in and out of 
Trish's pussy at a steadily increasing pace. Trish bites down on her bottom 
lip and seductively looks at Gregory Helms as she hooks her gorgeously 
tanned, smooth legs around his waist and smoothly rocks against his thrusting 
cock.

"Ahhhh ohhh yeah... mmmm ahhhh..." Gregory looks at Trish and smirks as he 
drives his cock deeply into her pussy as she rocks to match his pace.

"Ohhhhhh...ohhhhh Greg...ohhhhhh..." Trish moans and leans her head back 
slightly as she feels his cock pumping deeply into her tight and wet pussy, 
causing her to rock quickly on the table.

"Ahhh.... ohh fuck.... ahhh..." Gregory groans as he slams his cock into 
Trish's pussy as she rocks sharply against him.

"Ohhhhhh...mmmmm shit...." Trish Stratus moans as she grinds her wet and 
tight pussy against his cock as he slams his shaft deeper into her pussy.

"Mmmmm ahhh yeah...." Gregory groans as he pulls his cock out of Trish's wet 
pussy. Gregory Helms then lifts Trish off of the small table and lowers her 
down to the ground. Trish Stratus bites down on her bottom lip as she settles 
onto her hands and knees with her nicely rounded, perfectly shaped tanned ass 
facing Helms. "You read my mind..." Gregory grins as he drops to his knees 
behind Trish and he quickly guides his cock back into Trish's hot tight 
pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh yeah..." Trish moans as she feels his long cock entering her tight 
pussy before she smoothly rocks back on her knees, pushing against his cock. 
Trish glances over her shoulder and smiles at Gregory Helms as she begins to 
thrust his cock into her pussy.

"Ahhhh... ohhh fuck... ahhh..." Gregory smiles at Trish as he grabs her hips 
while he pumps his large cock in and out of her cunt.

"Ohhhhhh....ohhhh yeah...ohhhh..." Trish moans as she rocks back and forth on 
her knees, feeling Helms's cock slamming in and out of her pussy from behind. 
Gregory grits his teeth as he rams his cock harder and quicker into Trish's 
pussy while her gorgeous ass smacks against his waist.

"Ohhhhhh...ohhhh yeah..." Trish moans as she rocks back and forth on her 
knees as Helms increases the pace of his thrusts as he slams his cock deeply 
into her warm and wet pussy.

"Ahhh... awww yeah... ahhhh fuck..." Gregory groans as he pounds Trish's 
pussy relentlessly with his pistoning cock.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh fuck! Ohhhhhh!" Trish moans loudly as her pussy begins to 
tighten around his shaft and she begins to cum.

"Ahhhh awww ohhh..." Gregory moans as his cock starts to throb inside of 
Trish's pussy as he keeps pumping his cock into her.

"Ohhhhhh...ohhhhh shit..." Trish moans as sweat starts to drip from her face 
as she rock back on her knees, feeling the pressure of his cock slamming 
deeply into her pussy, she can no longer hold out and begins to cum on his 
shaft.

"Ahhh... awww yeah... ahhh fuck..." Gregory grunts as his cock starts to 
erupt inside of Trish's soaking wet pussy as she cums all over his shaft.

"Ohhhhhhhhh....ohhhhhhhh fuck..." Trish moans and grits her teeth as she 
slowly rocks forward on her knees, feeling his warm cum flooding her pussy as 
he lightly pumps his shaft forward.

"Ahhh ahhhh awwww ohhhh shit..." Gregory Helms groans as he holds his cock 
deep inside of Trish's pussy as he fills her pussy with his cum.

Trish licks her lips and glances back at Gregory Helms with a smile on her 
face. "So...are you flying out tonight...or are you staying?" Trish asks 
cutely.

Gregory smiles, "I'm flying out tomorrow night..."

Trish blushes a bit and nods her head "Cool...me too..."

Gregory smiles, "Want to get out of here... and go some place more 
comfortable?"

"Only if we can grab a bottle of champagne on the way out..." Trish replies 
with a laugh.

"Maybe two bottles..." Gregory grins.

Trish raises an eyebrow "I guess I better prepare for a long weekend..."

-END-