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Now... Kristi and Dice present:

The Road Diary Of Trish Stratus Part 8: Just Friends...Right?
by Kristi (
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (

In Richmond Hill, Ontario Canada, at the home of former WWE Diva and
impressively achieved seven-time WWE Women's Champion, Trish Stratus and her
husband Ron; the retired Canadian native is walking into her living after
going a yoga workout down in the finished basement of her and her husband
Ron's home. Trish tosses her blond ponytail back and sits down on the couch,
and taking a sip of the cold, crystal clear water from a water bottle.

Trish sighs as she tilts her head back and closes her eyes "Maybe I should
have rethought this whole retirement thing..." Trish says to herself out
loud. "I'm so frickin' bored here, Ron's always at work..." She says as she
slides her left hand against the soft couch cushions towards the end of the
couch where she reaches up one of the decorative pillows and pulls out her
black bounded notebook, known as her Road Diary.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip as she opens the front cover and starts to
skim through the pages before pauses on another entry written in her black
bounded notebook. Trish laughs "'re fucking crazy..." Trish says
with a shake of her head.

* * *

July 14, 2001

Dear Diary,

Adam has finally gotten the hint that I want anything to do with him. The
calls have stopped, and so has the begging to take him back...thank God! I
will admit, it has been a bit tough at times, you know getting over Adam and
him cheating on me with that whore Stacy Keibler...

But that's where my friends come in like Amy and Matt, who have been
extremely supportive and great during this time with me. And more
importantly, Jeff Hardy...who I have found out to be an incredible person,
and surely becoming a very close friend.

Yesterday I arrived in North Carolina for Monday's edition of RAW is WAR, and
since Jeff lives in North Carolina he asked if I'd like to stay at his house
instead of a hotel. Absolutely! I came a few days earlier then I needed to,
but it was great because Jeff and I spent a lot of time together.

* * *

Around ten in the morning at the home of Jeff Hardy, the multi-colored haired
WWF Superstar is stepping out of his shower. "Man. I really needed this week
off." Jeff says as he rotates his arms a bit as they feel stiff. Jeff grabs a
towel and begins to dry off as his cell phone rings. Jeff reaches over to the
bathroom sink and answers it." This is Jeff." Jeff says as he dries off his
slightly hairy chest with the towel.

"Hey Jeff...what's going on bro?" Jeff Hardy's older brother Matt asks on the
other line of the cell phone.

"Not much.... it's early..." Jeff says with a laugh as he turns puts the
towel around his neck. Jeff then uses his free hand to open the bathroom's
cabinet and takes out a can of shaving cream and an electric razor.

Matt laughs a bit "'s 10:00 in the morning..." Matt replies.

"Exactly... it's early!" Jeff Hardy laughs, "So what's up Matt? I just got
out of the shower."

"Oh you're actually showering today, good for you Jeff..." Matt says with a
laugh, joking with his younger brother. "But anyway...Amy got back from
visiting her mom's place last night and it's been a while since the three of
us went any plans for dinner tonight?"

"Not really...." Jeff says as he starts to apply some shaving cream to his
face, "I'll have to see if Trish is interested in going though..."

Matt Hardy pauses for a moment on the cell phone "Trish? Why do you have to
check with her?"

"Well... Trish is here for the weekend..." Jeff replies, "So I wouldn't want
to leave her alone, that would be rude..."

Matt laughs a bit "Oh right, right, Trish is at your place...when did she get

"A little after 1 last night... she was on the last set of shows in Texas..."
Jeff replies.

"Oh, cool..." Matt replies before asking " two have been hanging out
quite a bit lately, I mean she's staying at your house this weekend..."

Jeff shrugs as he turns on the razor and begins to shave, "Well... we're
friends you know... friends hang out."

"Not that much Jeff...I don't hang out with Shannon or Shane that much..."
Matt pauses and sighs a bit "I know you have the hots for her bro..."

"So? That doesn't mean anything... just because she's hot, doesn't mean she
and I are anything more than friends..." Jeff replies as he starts to shave,

Matt laughs "Shit Jeff, bro, you are so after her...So have you asked her out
yet, you know like to actually be your girlfriend?"

"Trish just got out of a relationship... she's not looking to get involved
with anyone..." Jeff answers as he avoids the question.

"So you haven't asked her?" Matt asks.

"I don't really think that's any of your business if I did or not...." Jeff
replies sounding a bit annoyed as he continues to shave while he talks on his
cell phone.

"Ok.ok...shit bro, relax!" Matt says with a laugh "So basically with Trish
you're just banging her then...smooth, real smooth bro..."

"Damn it... you're an ass Matt... It's not like that at all!" Jeff snaps.

"Then what is Jeff? You're not dating her, but you're banging the hell out of
her anyway?"

"What it is... it's none of your business.... I'll call you later if Trish
wants to go to dinner later..." Jeff says before abruptly hangs up on Matt,
"Fuck he's an asshole... I didn't get into his business when he started
seeing Amy...." Jeff says as he finishes shaving.

* * *

Meanwhile, downstairs in the living room of Jeff Hardy's home, the beautiful
and sweet Trish Stratus is laying out on the couch flipping through the
channels on his television with the remote control. Trish yawns a bit and
stretches her smoothly shaved, tanned legs out a bit while she lays on the
couch, dressed in a pair of short black sleeping shorts and a gray

Jeff comes down the stairs, wearing a pair of baggy blue shorts and loose
fitting, extra-large tank top, "Hey... good morning..." Jeff says with a
smile as he sees Trish on the couch from the stairs.

Trish turns her smoothly flowing, long blond haired head towards the stairway
and smiles as Jeff comes down "Hey...good morning to you too" Trish says with
a light laugh as she sets the remote control down on the couch edge of the

"How did you sleep?" Jeff asks as he walks over to the couch and he sits on
the left side armrest.

Trish nods her head "Good...Sorry I got in so late last night..." Trish says
as she sits up on the couch to completely look at him.

"It's no problem Trish... I'm normally up till like three in the morning
anyway..." Jeff laughs a bit.

Trish laughs and shakes her head "You're crazy Jeff...that's too late for
me." Trish replies as she cutely presses her soft, moist lips together while
sweetly looking at Jeff.

Jeff smiles, "Really? If you think about it... because of the time zone
differences, when ever you're on the west coast, you're up till three in the
morning on the east coast..." Jeff then pauses as if making sure what he said
makes sense to himself.

Trish raises an eyebrow and looks at Jeff Hardy before laughing "Ummm...ok
Jeff, whatever you say..." Trish says as she lightly tosses her smooth, soft
blond hair back "So what's the plan today Jeff?"

"Hmmmm... I don't know..." Jeff says with a laugh, "Is there anything you'd
like to do?" Jeff asks as he thinks.

Trish lightly shrugs her shoulders "I don't mind, anything is cool with
me..." Trish says with a smile.

Jeff rubs his freshly shaved chin, "Hmmmm... well you know I've just finished
some addition to the dirt bike track out back.... I have a couple of bikes...
so we can go riding..." Jeff says with a smile.

Trish raises an eyebrow "Riding your dirt bikes?" Trish pauses for a moment
and rubs her soft lips together "Ummm, isn't that like kind of dangerous,

"Nah it's perfectly safe... you don't have to go fast... and I got all sorts
of safety gear too as a just in case," Jeff says.

Trish slowly shakes her head "I don't know Jeff..." Trish says before
laughing a bit "I'll probably get hurt."

"You won't... you'll be fine," Jeff smiles, "If you fall it's like if you
fall off a normal bike... and I'll show you how to ride so you'll be extra

Trish sighs and smiles as she looks at Jeff "Ok...fine, I'll do it."

"Great... I'll get a riding suit and everything else ready for you..." Jeff

* * *

After having lunch, Jeff Hardy is rolling one of two dirt bikes off the back
of his trunk. Jeff's weight a red and black dirt bike riding suit, and he
looks at Trish who's wearing a blue and black dirt bike riding suit. "This is
a perfect day to ride." Jeff says as he climbs back onto the truck in order
to roll down the second dirt bike.

Trish raises an eyebrow a bit as she slides a pair of black and blue dirt
bike gloves onto her hands. Trish laughs a bit "'s a bit windy Jeff"

"Exactly..." Jeff smiles as leans the second dirt bike up against the side of
his truck. "Now let's see... you got your knee pads on?" Jeff asks as he
bends down to pat his hands against Trish's legs. He notices that the knee
pads are a bit lower than they should be. "Whoa... these got to be a little
higher..." Jeff says as he tugs Trish's knee pads up a bit so that they are
snuggle on her knees.

Trish bites down on bottom lip "My bad..." Trish says with a light laugh as
she feels Jeff Hardy's stands tracing up her legs, examining her dirt bike

Jeff smiles as he slowly stands up straight, "Let's see.... you got your
gloves on... perfect.... and now your elbow pads," Jeff says as he puts his
hands on Trish's arms and slides them up to her elbows to see that the pads
are in the right spot, "Perfect," Jeff smiles.

Trish smiles as she locks her beautiful eyes with Jeff Hardy and cutely nods
her head "Great, so I'm ready to ride?"

"Almost..." Jeff Hardy says before he reaches into the back of the truck and
gets the two helmets. "Before you get on the bike you need your helmet..."
Jeff says as he holds them, "Which one do you want?" Jeff asks.

"Ummm...the blue..." Trish says before she sweetly smiles "Because you know
it'll match with my outfit I have on..." Trish says before she laughs.

"Good choice," Jeff smiles as he hands it to Trish so that she can put it on.
Jeff then puts on the other helmet over his own head.

Trish Stratus lowers the blue dirt bike helmet down on her blond haired head
and turns it slightly, adjusting the helmet slightly "How do I look!?" Trish
cutely yells from inside the dirt bike helmet.

Jeff Hardy nods his head, "You look great!" Jeff yells form inside of his
helmet, "You ready to ride?" Jeff asks.

Trish nods her head "Yeah!"

* * *

A few hours later, after racing around the track on Jeff's dirt bikes, Jeff
and Trish are walking back to Jeff's truck, carrying their helmets as the
dirt bikes cool down. "You were great Trish..." Jeff smiles as he puts his
helmet in the back of the truck.

Trish looks at Jeff and shakes her head "Yeah and you kept scaring the shit
out of me!" Trish says as she lightly pushes Jeff before setting her helmet
down on the rear panel "I don't think you were funny doing all those crazy
jumps mister..." Trish says as she narrows her eyes and firmly looks at Jeff
before she breaks into a smile. Trish tosses her blond hair back before she
turns and sits up onto the rear panel as she begins to unzip the top of her
dirt bike suit.

Jeff unzips the top of his dirt bike suit before he takes off his riding
gloves, "Well.. I like to do all those crazy jumps," Jeff smiles, "It's just
like when we're in the ring... always gotta take a chance."

Trish shakes her head as she pulls off her black and blue dirt bike gloves,
setting them down on the rear panel as she kicks the leggings of her dirt
bike suit off of her legs to expose her new attire of a white t-shirt and a
pair of nicely fitting jeans that were underneath. "You're crazy Jeff..."

"No I'm not..." Jeff smiles, "I just like to take a few risks." Jeff says as
he proceeds to take off his dirt bike riding suit, revealing the t-shirt and
jeans that he's wearing underneath it.

Trish presses her soft, pouty lips together as she looks at Jeff Hardy "Just
don't hurt yourself..." Trish cutely scolds as she remains sitting on the
rear panel and sweetly sighs as she looks out at the dirt bike track.

"Me? Get hurt? No way..." Jeff laughs as he places his hands on Trish's
thighs, "I'm indestructible..."

Trish lightly licks her lips moist lips as Jeff steps between her legs,
roaming his hands against her thighs. Trish pauses for a moment and locks her
beautiful, sweet eyes with Jeff Hardy. "Thank you Jeff..." Trish says quietly
before she lowers her blond haired head "Thank you for being a great friend
after all that crap with Adam..." Trish says as her head remains lowered.

"It's no problem Trish... I really like that we're friends," Jeff says as he
slides his hands back and forth against Trish's thighs as he brings his right
hand to Trish's chin and lifts her head up a bit, "You're really awesome

Trish blushes softly and smiles "You're really awesome too..." Trish replies
before she leans in towards Jeff and softly presses her lips against his lips
to kiss him. Trish closes her eyes as she gradually deepens the kiss, sliding
her tongue into his mouth.

"Mmmm..." Jeff moans as he slides his tongue against Trish's as they kiss
each other. Jeff moves his left hand on Trish's left thigh as he places his
right hand on her waist. Trish places her hands gently onto Jeff Hardy's arms
as she gently slaps her soft, wet tongue against his tongue while she
massages her moist lips against his firm lips.

"Mmmmm.... mmm..." Jeff moans into Trish's mouth as they move their tongue
against one another's. Jeff moves his right hand towards the button on
Trish's jeans and unbuttons it. Trish softly breaks the kiss with Jeff and
bites down on her bottom lip as she looks at him while opens her jeans and
starts to lower them from her tanned, nicely curved waist and down her
gorgeously tan, smooth legs.

"Have I said lately that you have awesome legs?" Jeff Hardy asks as he slides
Trish's jeans and her sneakers off.

"A few times..." Trish says with a laugh as she lightly slides off of the
rear panel and stands in front of Jeff Hardy before she kisses his lips once
again while she starts to unbuckle Jeff's belt around his waist with her

"Mmmm.." Jeff moans against Trish's lips before he breaks the kiss with her,
"Well I like to say it... cause you got awesome legs..." Jeff smiles as he
takes off his t-shirt to reveal his slightly hairy, toned and tanned chest.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and seductively looks up at Jeff Hardy
"Thanks...I love hearing it too..." Trish replies as she pulls the belt from
around Jeff's jeans and starts to unbutton and unzip them.

"Wait... let me get up here..." Jeff Hardy says with a smile. Jeff climbs up
onto the pick up truck which allows Trish to pull his jeans down from his
waist to free his impressively thick cock. Trish licks her lips as she locks
her beautiful eyes on Jeff's semi-hard, nicely thick shaft as he sits down on
the rear panel. Trish steps between Jeff's legs and bends over slightly as
she places her left hand around the base of Jeff's cock before she gently
brushes her wet tongue against the head of his cock. "Mmmmm..... Trish..."
Jeff moans as Trish moves her tongue left and right against the head of his
cock as it hardens to it's full thirteen inches in length.

"Mmmmm..." Trish gently moans as she taps her wet tongue against the head of
Jeff's cock, tenderly flicking her tongue against his piss-slit. After
coating her saliva nicely around the head of Jeff's cock, she opens her mouth
and lowers her blond haired head on his cock. Trish gently wraps her soft
lips around Jeff's thick shaft and starts to smoothly bob her head, sucking
on his dick.

"Ohhhh..... ohhh yeah..." Jeff moans as he places his left hand on Trish's
head and he begins to gently stroke Trish's blond hair as she sucks his cock.
Trish lifts her beautiful, desirable eyes and looks up at Jeff Hardy while
she smoothly and steadily moves her head on his thirteen inch cock, gently
lapping her tongue against his shaft while she takes him deeper into her wet

"Awww..... ohhh Trish..." Jeff Hardy moans as Trish takes his cock further
into her mouth. Jeff slides his hands to the back of Trish's head as she
turns her head from side to side.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Trish Stratus moans as she presses her moist lips tighter
around Jeff Hardy's shaft as she starts to bob her head quicker on his cock
as her soft lips grind against his shaft.

"Awww.... ahhhh... mmm!" Jeff moans as he tilts his head back as Trish deep
throats his cock. Jeff kicks off his sneakers and steps out of his jeans
while Trish grinds her soft pouty lips on his dick. Trish gently slides her
wet tongue against Jeff's shaft before she lifts her head off of his cock and
sweetly smiles up at him.

Jeff looks at Trish and smiles, "Man you're so awesome Trish..." Jeff says as
he watches Trish grab the rear panel of the pick up truck and pulls it up.
Jeff then watches Trish take off her shirt to reveal her sports bra covered
tits as she turns around to face away from him. "And you're hot too..." Jeff
says as he kneels behind Trish as she grabs the top of the rear panel. Trish
glances over her shoulder and smirks at Jeff as he places her hands onto her
nicely rounded, tanned ass and proceeds to lower her black panties while she
starts to remove her black sports bra, revealing her large and juicy, perky

Jeff licks his lips, "Mmmm..." Jeff says as he places his hands on Trish's
gorgeous ass and gently rubs it. Jeff then guides his thirteen-inch cock
towards Trish's smoothly shaved pussy and gently pushes it into her.

"Ohhhh Jeff..." Trish groans as she feels Jeff's thirteen inch, rock hard
cock entering her tight pussy from behind. Trish bites down on her bottom lip
as he starts to thrusting his cock into her pussy, while she rocks against
the rear panel of the truck.

"Ahhhh.... mmmmm..." Jeff moans as he places his hands on Trish's hips as he
pumps his cock in and out of her pussy. Jeff smiles as Trish pushes back
towards him.

"Mmmmm...ohhhh...ohhh yeah Jeff!" Trish groans and tilts her head back as she
smoothly rocks back on her knees, pressing her juicy, tanned ass against
Jeff's waist continually while she feels his cock thrusting deeper into her
wet pussy.

"Awww... mmmm... yeah.....ahhh..." Jeff moans as he starts to increase the
pace of his thrusts as he fucks Trish from behind. Jeff moves his hands back
to Trish's ass cheeks and rubs them while he fucks her from behind.

Trish looks over her shoulder once again and smiles at Jeff while she rocks
back on her knees at a firmer pace to smack her ass against his waist while
his cock drives in and out of her wet, tight pussy. "Ohhhhh shit Jeff...ohhh
yeah!" Trish moans as she grits her teeth as she quickly rocks forward on her
hands and knees, causing her body to move quickly against his thrusts.

"Ohhhh yeah.... ahhhh...damn... mmm!" Jeff smiles at Trish when he sees her
smiling at him. Jeff then playfully smacks Trish's ass before he pulls his
long hard dick out of her pussy. Trish licks her lips as she turns around to
face Jeff after he pulls his cock out of her tight pussy. Trish cutely winks
at Jeff before she scoots back into the bed of the truck and lays down,
spreading her smooth, tanned legs apart.

Jeff scoots between Trish's legs and leans forward so that he's on top of he.
Jeff then kisses Trish's soft lips as he eases his cock back into her tight
warm pussy. "Mmmm..." Jeff moans against Trish's lips as he resumes to fuck
her. Trish closes her eyes as she brushes her tongue against Jeff's lips
while he starts to thrust his cock once again into her tight pussy as he is
positioned on top of her. Trish lightly wraps her tanned legs around Jeff's
waist and smoothly grinds her pussy against his cock.

Jeff lifts his head up and smiles down at Trish as he moves his cock in and
out of Trish's pussy with slow, firm thrusts. "Ahhhh... mmmmm.... yeah..."
Jeff moans as he watches Trish lick her lips while she keep her eyes closed.

Trish slightly arches her back as she feels Jeff's cock ramming deeper into
her tight pussy while she moves against the bed of the truck. "Ohhhh...ohhhh
shit Jeff!" Trish moans as she pushes herself against Jeff's body, feeling
his entire cock entering at once.

"Ohhhh... mmmm yeah... ohhh you're so awesome Trish..." Jeff moans as he
pumps his cock deeply into Trish's pussy before he pulls cock half way. He
then rams his cock firmly into Trish's pussy and holds it inside of her as
she grinds herself against him.

"Ohhhhh! Mmmmm Jeff!" Trish groans as she tightens her legs around Jeff's
waists while he rapidly pumps his cock into her wet and warm pussy. "Mmmmm
Jeff you're so good..." Trish moans as she feels his cock start to throb.

"Ahhhh... mmm so are you Trish!" Jeff moans as he rams his throbbing cock
quickly in and out of Trish's pussy. Trish uses her legs to pull Jeff deeper
into her pussy.

Trish grits her teeth as she pulls Jeff closer and closer to her, forcing his
throbbing cock deeper into her wet pussy. "Ohhhh! Mmmmm Jeff!"

"Ahhhh... awww.... ahhhh!" Jeff grits his teeth as he begins to cum inside of
Trish's tight wet pussy. Jeff keeps his cock inside of Trish's pussy as he
fills her pussy with his cum.

Trish licks her lips and opens her eyes slowly as she smiles up at Jeff Hardy
"Ohhh Jeff..."

"Mmmm.... whew.... mmmm..." Jeff licks his lips as he looks down at Trish,
"Mmmm... that was awesome Trish..."

Trish nods her head and smiles before she lays her head back and closes her
eyes. "Yes it was Jeff..." She replies, taking a deep breath.


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