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Life On The Straightedge Part 1: Tuesday Taboo
by Kristi (Kristi_aka@hotmail.com)
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (diceandkristifiles@yahoo.com)

As the alarm clock's buzzer goes off at 7 AM, WWE Superstar CM Punk turns
over on his bed inside of the Manhattan Hotel in New York City. Punk lifts
his head up to look at the alarm clock and groans, "Damn it... I hate
Tuesdays..." Punk groans as he reaches over to smack the snooze button on the
alarm clock. Punk then closes his eyes and goes back to sleep.



10 MINUTES LATER

The alarm clock once again goes off and this time, Punk sits up on the bed.
He looks at the alarm clock, "You're not going to let me go back to sleep are
you?" Punk asks the inanimate clock. Punk reaches over and turns off the
alarm clock before he gets up from the bed and stretches his arms over his
head.

"Mmmm... let's see... I think I'll have time to do a little shopping before I
head to the Garden...' Punk says as he walks to the bathroom and turns on the
light as he walks in. Punk looks at himself in the mirror, "Or I should just
hit the gym and then head to the Garden.... Why am I asking you?" Punk laughs
tiredly as he talks to himself before he turns knobs on the sink to let the
water flow from the faucet.

* * *

Later in the day at Madison Square Garden, CM Punk has just dropped off his
travel bags in the locker room. After leaving the locker room, Punk starts to
walk towards office where the WWE's Vice-President of Creative Stephanie
McMahon is waiting for him. As he walks down the hall, Punk sees one half of
SmackDown's announce team, Jim Ross. "Hey Jimbo..." Punk says as he walks up
to the WWE Hall of Famer.

The legendary voice of the WWE, Jim Ross, adjusts his glasses before he
extends his right hand to shake CM Punk's hand "Jimbo? That's a new one
kid..." JR says with a laugh.

Punk shakes JR's right hand and smiles, "Well... everyone around here calls
you JR... and... I don't really like to follow trends set by others..." Punk
says as he lets go of Jim Ross's hand.

JR nods his head "And that's what makes you unique kid..." JR says with
another nod of his head. "I have to you, Phil, I had great time calling your
match last week on SmackDown with Todd."

"Well it's great having you two call my matches... can't really complain
about having a Hall of Famer and a 'Slammy' winner telling people what I'm
doing in the ring," Punk replies.

JR places his left hand on CM Punk's shoulder "You know, kid, it's just like
you and John, that have that great work ethnic, that should represent this
company..."

"Thanks Jimbo..." CM Punk says, "But I better get to Stephanie's office...
don't want to get yelled at for being late..."

JR nods his head "See you around..."

"See ya..." Punk says as he resumes walking down the hall towards Stephanie
McMahon's office. Punk sees Todd Grisham leaving Stephanie's office as he
closes in on his destination, "Hey Todd... how mad is she today?" Punk asks
jokingly.

Todd Grisham smiles a bit and rubs the back of his neck with his right hand
"Well...she didn't seem too mad, but then again she happens to like me..."
Todd jokes back.

Punk smirks, "She'd be the first one..." Punk laughs jokingly as he passes by
Todd and knocks on the open door of Stephanie's office, "Hey Steph...." Punks
says as he pokes his head inside. The daughter of Vince McMahon and Executive
Vice President of WWE Creative, as well as the wife of Paul "Triple H"
Levesque, Stephanie McMahon-Levesque, dressed professionally in a pair of
black slacks and a black jacket with a white undershirt, smiles softly at CM
Punk and waves him in with her right hand as she happens to be glancing over
the night's script for the taping of SmackDown.

"Hope I'm not late..." Punk says as he enters Stephanie's office and walks
over to the desk she's sitting behind.

Stephanie sets the script down on the desk and leans forward her chair before
shaking her head "Not too late..." Stephanie says with a laugh as she places
her hand onto the script and slides it across the desk towards Punk. "Here's
the script for tonight, Phil..."

"Okay... cool..." Punk says as he picks up the script for the evening's
SmackDown television tapings. Punk scans the pages briefly as he looks for
the segments he's in, "Ok so I interrupt Chris and Oscar's segment over which
one of them is going to face me at the next pay-per-view and then do
commentary during their match followed by hitting the GTS on the winner which
is...." Punk says as he flips through the pages again, "Ummm... who's winning
their match? Oscar or Chris?" Punk asks as he doesn't see who's booked to
win.

"Well...there won't be a winner, Phil..." Stephanie says with a light laugh
"You see what the creative team is still tossing around is having a double
disqualification which would lead to a triple threat at the pay-per-view..."

"Oh ok... so I guess Chris runs off and then I hit Oscar with my big move..."
Punk says before pausing and smiling, "That would probably go over big here
in the Big Apple..."

Stephanie nods her head "That's the working scenario at the moment, of course
that could change by show time...." Stephanie pauses and taps her fingers on
the desk. "Do you mind working the dark match tonight after SmackDown is done
filming?"

"Nope I don't mind... I was advertised for it anyway," Punk says with a
smile.

Stephanie smirks and nods her head at CM Punk "That's what I wanted to hear
Phil..." Stephanie says before asking out of nowhere "So...how are things
going?"

"Oh you know.... I got no real complaints," Punk says with a shrug of his
shoulders.

Stephanie nods her heads and then looks at CM Punk curiously "Are you and
Maria still an item?" Stephanie asks with a slight smirk.

"Oh no... she and I split like a year ago..." Punk laughs a bit, "Right
around after she did Playboy..."

"Oh..." Stephanie says as she lowers her head slightly "I didn't know
that..."

CM Punk shrugs his shoulders, "It's no big deal... she and I are still
friends... somewhat. Besides, it reminds me of an old joke people used to say
about my way with the ladies..." Punk says.

Stephanie raises an eyebrow as she looks at CM Punk "Do I even want to know?"

"Probably not... might get Paul mad at me..." Punk laughs.

Stephanie laughs and leans forward slightly on the desk "Oh...now you have to
tell me..."

"Well because of how many girlfriends I've had... people joke that I don't do
drugs but I'll take someone else's girlfriend..." Punk says with a laugh.

"Oh...I see..." Stephanie laughs and smiles a bit "There must be a girl in
your life now then?"

"Not yet... but I'm keeping my eye out..." Punk replies.

* * *

Sometime later, CM Punk, wearing a workout shorts and a tank top, is walking
towards the weight room the New York Knicks use inside of Madison Square
Garden. As he pushes the double doors open, he sees that only one other
person is in the room, and that's the 2007 WWE Diva Search Winner Eve Torres,
"Hey E.T." Punk says with a smile, "Looking to phone home?" Punk adds as he
teases Eve as she works out.

Eve Torres, dressed in a pair of short white shorts and a black sports bra-
styled top, sits on one of the weight machines pulling down a bar that lifts
a set of weights behind her as her feet are tucked before a pad as she works
her tanned legs as well. "Hey Punkster..." Eve says with a cute laugh.

"Working out?" Punk asks as he leans against the weight machine that Eve is
using.

"That's sure what it looks like Phil..." Eve replies with a laugh as she
lowers her hands and sits back against the seat of the weight machine, taking
a short break.

"Well I wasn't sure... I mean you know how Michelle just likes to play in the
weight room..." Punk laughs a bit.

Eve shakes her head and laughs a bit "Well...I'm definitely not Michelle..."
Eve says with a roll of her eyes before she looks at CM Punk and sweetly
smiles "Hey...could you hand me my water bottle?" Eve says as she motions
with her to the bench behind CM Punk.

"Sure..." Punk says as he turns around to pick up Eve's water bottle from the
bench. Punk turns back to hand Eve the bottle and smiles, "You know...working
out alone is pretty... you know boring..." Punk says.

Eve twists the cap off of her water bottle and raises an eyebrow as she looks
at CM Punk. "I find it actually peaceful..." Eve replies before she raises
the water bottle and parts her sultry, moist lips, pressing them lightly
around the head of the bottle to take a drink.

"Really? I could've sworn you liked to workout with others..." Punk says as
he watches Eve drink from her water bottle.

Eve Torres lowers the bottle from her lips and laughs a bit "What do you mean
by that?" Eve asks as she sets the water bottle down next to the weight
machine on the floor.

"Nothing..." Punk says innocently, "Just that... getting physical is a lot
more fun with other people..." Punk says.

Eve presses her soft, sultry lips together and suspicious raises an eyebrow
as she looks at CM Punk. "Alright Phil...just what exactly are you getting
at?" Eve asks with a laugh.

"Me I'm not getting at anything..." Punk innocently smiles, "Although getting
a work out with you seems like it would be fun... like before..."

Eve laughs a bit and slowly shakes her head as she finally catches on to what
CM Punk is saying. "No...Phil...not now..." Eve says as she slightly blushes.

"Why not E.T.?" Punk asks with a smile, "We did have a great workout that
time in Atlantic City..."

Eve looks at CM Punk and laughs "Yeah...but we weren't in public..."

"Oh yeah... being in the locker room is different from being in the gym..."
Punk laughs a bit, "Wait... that's not much of a difference..." Punk winks at
Eve.

Eve bites down on her bottom lip and looks down as she slowly shakes her head
"You're something else Phil..."

Punk smiles, "Thanks... so... what do you say E.T.?" Punk asks.

Eve rubs her soft lips together and seductively lifts her eyes up to look at
CM Punk. "If you lock the door..."

"Way ahead of you E.T." Punk smiles before he starts to walk back over to the
double doors that lead into the weight room. Punk locks the door and then
heads back towards Eve. Eve smiles as she scoots to the edge of the seat of
the weight machine and sweetly smiles up at CM Punk before she stands up and
places her hands onto his shirt covered chest as he places his hands onto her
waist and start kissing the side of her neck.

"Mmmm..." Punk moans as he kisses the side of Eve's neck. Punk puts his hands
on Eve's waist and slides them around to her white shorts covered round ass.

Eve gently grits her teeth and closes her eyes as she feels Punk's firm lips
kissing against the side of her neck. "Ohhhh Phil..." Eve moans as she slides
her hands against his shirt covered chest. Punk tilts his head in different
angles to kiss different spots of Eve's neck as he lightly feels up her ass
through her shorts.

"Ohhhhh...ohhhhh..." Eve Torres softly moans as she lowers her hands to the
waist of CM Punk's workout shorts and starts to blindly push them down from
his waist as she leans closer into Punk, feeling his lips dragging against
her neck. Punk nuzzles the side of Eve's neck as she pushes his shorts down
from his waist. Punk's large cock pops out of his shorts and brushes against
the front of Eve's white shorts. Eve licks her lips and tilts her head back
further as she feels his nose brushing against her neck as she feels his lips
lingering on her soft neck as she lowers her left hand and lightly rubs her
hand against his exposed cock.

"Mmmmm..." Punk moans as he lifts his head a bit from Eve's neck, "Looks like
you found something..." Punk says as he Eve gently rubs his cock with her
left hand as he lightly squeezes her ass.

Eve laughs "I did...and I think you'll like that I found it..." Eve says as
she lightly pushes away from CM Punk in order to sink down onto her knees in
front of the Straightedge Superstar, placing her left hand against the base
of his cock before she leans her head forward and flicks her wet tongue
against the head of his cock.

"Mmmmm you think right E.T...." Punk moans as Eve playfully flicks her tongue
against the large head of his big dick. Eve Torres lifts her beautiful and
sultry eyes to lock them with CM Punk as she smoothly brushes and guides her
soft, wet tongue around the head of CM Punk's cock as she lightly strokes her
left hand up and down his shaft.

"Mmmmm ohhh yeah..." Punk moans as Eve traces her tongue around the head of
his cock as she smoothly pumps her left hand on his cock. Eve taps her soft,
wet tongue against the center of the head of CM Punk's cock as she guides her
wet saliva around the tip. Eve slowly parts her lips and opens her mouth as
she lowers her head and takes his cock into her sweet, hot mouth.

"Ahhhhh..." Punk tilts his head back as Eve begins to slowly bob her head up
and down on his large, rock hard cock.

"Mmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Eve softly moans as she presses her soft, sultry lips
gently around CM Punk's cock and begins to smoothly and gently bob her head,
sucking his cock.

"Ahhhh... ohhh yeah..." Punk groans as he proceeds to take off his tank top,
completely uncovering his toned, tanned and tattooed upper body.

Eve gently turns her head on CM Punk's cock, grinding her soft lips against
his shaft before she lowers her head further down on his shaft, taking him
deeper into her mouth. "Mmmmm...mmmmm..." Eve moans as she slides her right
hand against CM Punk's leg, while holding her left hand around Punk's cock.

"Mmmmmm ahhhh..... yeah you're really good E.T...." Punk moans as Eve takes
his cock further into her warm, wet mouth. Eve sensually slides her wet
tongue against the bottom side of CM Punk's rock hard, long shaft as she
starts to steadily bob her head at a quickening pace, her lips brushing back
and forth constantly against his shaft. Punk begins to move his hips to pump
his cock in and out of Eve's mouth as she continues to bob her head on his
long, hard and thick cock.

"Mmmmm...ahhhhh...mmmm..." Eve Torres moans as she starts to quickly bob her
head up and down on CM Punk's cock as he pushes his cock deeper into her
sultry, skilled mouth.

"Mmmmmm shit.... ahhhh..." Punk moans as Eve slides her tongue from side to
side as he thrusts his cock in and out of her mouth. Eve presses her lips
tight around CM Punk's cock as she slowly pulls her head back, causing his
saliva coated, long and hard cock to fall out of her mouth.

"Mmmmm damn E.T.... I think you soaked it..." Punk says jokingly as he sees
Eve's saliva dripping form his cock. Eve sweetly laughs and licks her lips
before she scoots back on her knees and proceeds to stand up from the weight
room floor. Punk closes the distances between himself and Eve and kisses her
soft, juicy lips as he places his hands on her waist. As he slips his tongue
into her Eve's mouth, he begins to push down her short white shorts.

"Mmmmm..." Eve softly moans into CM Punk's mouth as she wraps her arms around
his neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss, as he pushes her white
shorts down from her waist and tanned, juicy hips.

"Mmmm..." Punk moans as he slides his tongue around Eve's tongue as her white
shorts fall down her sexy smooth legs. Punk brings his hands back to Eve's
waist and lifts her up in order to lower her smoothly shaved pussy onto his
cock.

"Ohhhhhh! Mmmmm!" Eve suddenly moans into CM Punk's mouth as she is lowered
down onto his rock hard cock, her tanned legs immediately wrapping around his
toned waist as he starts to thrust up into her pussy as he stands and fucks
her.

"Ahhhhh... mmmm!" Punk moans into Eve's mouth as their tongues continue to
wrestle with each other. Punk moves his hips back and forth as he pumps his
cock firmly into her hot pussy.

"Ohhhhh!" Eve Torres lustfully moans as she wraps her soft lips around his
tongue as she rocks forward on his cock, feeling his long shaft thrusting up
into her warm and wet pussy.

"Mmmmm!" Punk moans as Eve sucks on his tongue while he drives his cock into
her hot tight pussy. Punk wraps his arms around Eve's body, which allows her
to move her hands from around his neck so that she can start to lift up her
sports bra-styled top. Eve slowly breaks the kiss and grits her teeth as she
lifts her sport bra-styled top from her body to expose her gorgeous, large
and juicy tits which begin to bounce immediately once freed as she rocks her
body on his thrusting cock.

"Ahhhh... mmmm... yeah... ahhh!" Punk moans as he glances at Eve's tits
bouncing up and down while he drives his cock into Eve's pussy.

"Ohhhhh...ohhhh shit Phil...ohhhh..." Eve Torres moans and tits her head back
as she sharply bounces up and down on CM Punk's cock as he deeply pumps his
cock up into her wet, tight pussy.

"Mmmmm shit... ahhhh fuck...." Punk groans as he turns to face the bench
while he's holding Eve as he drills her. Very gradually, Punk bends his knees
and lays Eve on top of the bench as he drives his cock balls deep into her
wet, tight cunt.

Eve leans her head back against the smooth surface of the bench as she lays
back completely against it, smoothly sliding back and forth as CM Punk drives
his shaft into her tight and wet pussy. "Ohhhhh...ohhh Phil"

"Ahhhhh yeah E.T. you like that..." Punk grunts as he drives his cock sharply
into Eve's pussy as she keeps her legs wrapped around his waist.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh yeah..." Eve moans as she places her hands onto CM Punk's
tattoo covered arms and tightly grips them as she grinds her wet pussy
against his sharply thrusting shaft.

"Mmmmmm shit... awww.... fuck... ahhhh ohhh yeah..." Punk moans as he speeds
up his thrusts while he fucks Eve. Punk's balls smack loudly against Eve's
smooth tanned skin with each of his thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhh shit Phil..." Eve moans as she grinds her pussy against his
thrusting shaft as she arches her back slightly, causing him to thrust into
her pussy at an angle. CM Punk moves his hands to Eve's tits as they are
jiggling wildly as he pounds Eve's hot pussy with hard, swift thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh shit! Ohhhhh!" Eve Torres moans loudly as she wraps her
smooth, tanned, gorgeous legs tightly around his toned waist as she pushes
back smoothly against his cock. CM Punk licks his lips as he keeps pumping
his cock into Eve's wet pussy as she arches her body and thrusts herself
against him.

"Ohhhhhh...mmmmm shit Phil!" Eve moans and presses her pouty, sultry lips
together as she begins to cum on his cock.

"Ahhhhh... mmm shit.... ahhhh..." Punk groans as his cock starts to erupt
inside of Eve's wet cunt as she cums on his shaft.

Eve closes her eyes and tilts her head back against the workout bench,
feeling his cock flooding her pussy with cum. "Ohhhhhh...shit Phil"

"Ohhhh mmmmm fuck E.T...." Punk moans as he holds his cock inside of Eve's
pussy.

Eve bites down on her bottom lip and cutely blushes up at CM Punk
"Damn...Phil...I think I had forgotten just how good you are..."

Punk smiles, "In that case E.T. I think we better do this again... and more
often... so you won't ever forget it..."

"Free after the show tonight?"

"Yeah... want to hook up?" Punk asks as he pulls his cock out of Eve's pussy.

Eve rubs her sultry lips together and nods her head with a smile. "Oh
yeah..."

* * *

As the tapings of Friday Night SmackDown are completed, Chris Jericho comes
down to the ring with a microphone in his hand, "Hold it... hold it... hold
it! This night isn't over..." Jericho says as the fans in Madison Square
Garden boo loudly, "I just came from that idiotic Theodore Long's office...
and he has granted my request for a World title match tonight..." Jericho
says as he walks down the ring. "Because SmackDown is my show... and I and no
one else deserves to be the World Heavyweight Champion...." Jericho says as
he walks up the ring steps and enters the ring. Jericho then looks at the
entrance ramp, "So bring yourself down here Punk... and bring my soon to be
World Heavyweight Championship belt out with you, junior!" Jericho adds as
the crowd boos.

After a few moments, CM Punk's music hits and the reigning World Heavyweight
Champion comes out from the back with the championship belt around his waist.
Punk yells, "What time is it?" to the crowd as the fans cheer wildly for the
Straightedge Superstar as he makes his way to the ring.

Inside of the ring, SmackDown's ring announcer Justin Roberts raises his
microphone, "The following contest is scheduled for one fall... and is for
the World Heavyweight Championship... making his way to the ring from
Chicago, Illinois, he is the World Heavyweight Champion... CM PUNK!" Justin
announces as Punk enters the ring. As Punk's music fades out, Justin
continues his ring announcer duties, "And the challenger, from Manhasset, New
York, Chris Jericho!" Justin announces as referee John Cone takes the World
Championship belt away from CM Punk and hands it to Justin as he leaves the
ring.

"Are you ready?" Cone asks Jericho who nods his head eagerly, "Are you
ready?" Cone asks Punk who nods his head and smirks confidently, "Alright
ring the bell!"

* * *

A little before midnight at the Manhattan Hotel, CM Punk, wearing a pair of
loose fitting shorts, is pulling down the covers on the bed as he prepares to
go to sleep. Punk then looks at the alarm clock, "Don't you wake me up too
early..." Punk says as he picks up the alarm clock to set what time he wants
the alarm to go off at. As Punk sets the alarm clock down, there's a knock on
his hotel room door. "Okay..." Punk says as he sees the time is 11:50 PM,
"Who can that be?" Punk asks himself as he walks over to the door, unlocks
and opens it, "Yeah?"

Standing out in the hallway of the floor that CM Punk's hotel room is
located, the former girlfriend of the Straightedge Superstar and SmackDown
Diva, Maria Kanellis, lifts her red-dyed haired head up and rubs her soft
lips together as she innocently glances up at her former boyfriend, while
dressed in relaxing black sweat pants and a loose white tank top. "Hey
Phil..." Maria says quietly, biting down on her bottom lip.

"Hey Maria.... what's up?" Punk says as he leans against the hotel room door
as he looks at his ex-girlfriend.

Maria scrunches her nose up slightly and avoids eye contact with Punk.
"Oh...you know...the usual..."

"I see..." Punk nods his head, "So.... what brings you here? I thought you
were on the second floor..."

Maria rubs her soft, pouty lips together before looking at CM Punk. "Can I
come in, Phil?"

"Sure..." Punk says as he steps back to let Maria into his hotel room. Maria
nods her red haired head and smiles softly at Punk as she steps into his
hotel room before CM Punk closes the door once she is inside.

-END-


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