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Now... Kristi and Dice present:



The Road Diary Of Trish Stratus Part 36: Lethal Objection
by Kristi (Kristi_aka@hotmail.com)
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (diceandkristifiles@yahoo.com)

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 located in the basement of her
beautiful and rather large home as she sits back and relaxes in the large hot
tub in the basement. Trish presses her eyes and presses her soft, moist lips
together as she feels the warm, relaxing water surround her in the hot tub.

Trish softly sighs, "Now this feels so good..." Trish says as she opens her
eyes and lightly tosses her brunette hair back, while she shifts her
gorgeously tanned body in the hot tub. Trish, dressed in a two-piece black
bikini, turns around to the nearby counter and picks up her black bounded
note known as her Road Diary from when she performed with the WWE.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip as she opens the cover of her diary and
flips through the pages until she lands on the next entry.

* * *

May 28, 2001

Dear Diary,

Would you believe it that after I paid my debt in...well my ass... for loaned
coffee from Starbucks that I actually thought my debt would be paid off?
Haha! Think again...typical man, typical asshole. It has been a few weeks now
since I had my embarrassing moment at Starbucks and misplaced my wallet in
order to pay for my drink. Luckily, at the time, one of my co-workers, known
on television as Billy Gunn, was there to bail me out. Little did I know
about the hidden rule of the road if one does a favor for you. I sucked up my
pride and paid for my coffee with my ass for Mr. Gunn...I thought it was
over, he even said so. However, the weeks that have followed have been
nothing but harassment. Luckily for me, someone with a real 'Lethal Weapon'
has been watching my back and decided to step in....

* * *

"Hey Trish... need to borrow a few bucks again?" Billy Gunn asks with a smirk
as he approaches Trish in the backstage area of Calgary, Alberta's Saddledome
following the conclusion of RAW IS WAR. "Or maybe you need a ride? Cause you
know the price..." Billy says as Trish rolls her eyes.

Trish presses her lips together and turns around to face Billy Gunn. "Just
like I said last week, no thanks..."

"Yeah sure... I bet you're 'riding' someone else... oops I mean riding with
someone else..." Billy says with a wink.

Trish narrows her eyes slightly and looks at Billy Gunn. "Isn't there someone
else you could go bother?"

"What's a matter? Can't take a little ribbing?" Billy Gunn asks before he's
suddenly grabbed from behind. "Hey what the fuck!" Billy yells before he
turns around to see the serious face of Steve Blackman.

"Leave her alone..." Blackman says.

"Back off Steve I'm just messing around with her..." Billy says.

"You've been messing with her for a few weeks, you've had your fun... now
quit it..." Blackman says.

"Fine... whatever.... I'll go mess with Nora... she at least can take a
joke..." Billy says before he walks off.

Trish Stratus turns her head and raises an eyebrow as she looks at Steve
Blackman for a moment before she smiles. "Thanks...ummm that kind of freaked
me out a bit...you know...coming out of nowhere and all."

"I came from over there..." Blackman says as he points in the direction of
the office used by the WWF's creative team. "You sure you're alright, because
you looked like you were going to pop him in the nose..."

Trish nods her head slightly and takes a breath "Yeah...it's just...he's been
bugging me for the past few weeks and it has gotten really old..."

"Sometimes you just got to put your foot down with clowns like that... or
find someone to do it for you..." Blackman says.

Trish laughs a bit and smiles "I guess that makes you...ummm kinda like my
guardian angel then."

Steve Blackman laughs, "Maybe..." Blackman says, "But I have some news...
because of Brian getting released... the creative team is splitting us up
because they want to get you into a bigger storyline..."

"What? Are you serious!?" Trish asks before she frowns a bit. "I was liking
hanging around with you and Bri..."

"That's the way it goes, they want to really establish you as a babyface for
when they start using the WCW crew..." Blackman says.

Trish presses her lips together and shrugs her shoulders. "Well...we can
still hang out though, right?"

"Of course... it's not the end of the world..." Blackman smiles.

Trish nods her head and smiles "Of course not..." Trish says before she
lowers her head slightly and shifts her feet. "I really can't thank you
enough for stepping in....like you did just a bit ago..."

"It's no problem Trish... I had to do the same for Lisa and Amy when they
came into as 'ho's' before they got their on-camera characters... " Blackman
says.

Trish innocently glances up at Steve Blackman. "I wish there was someway I
could repay you for helping me..." Trish says before she presses her lips
together and then smiles at Steve Blackman. "Actually...I might know one way
I could..."

"Trish you don't have to repay me for anything..." Blackman says before Trish
cutely cuts him off.

Trish places her left hand gently onto Steve Blackman's firm lips and smiles
at him. "You didn't let me finish...you know, I've noticed they way you've
looked me since I was joining you and Brian at ringside for house shows and
the few times on television..."

"You're a beautiful woman... you can't expect me or anyone else... not to
look..." Blackman says.

"I think you want to do more than look though..." Trish says with a slight
shrug.

"You're putting me in a tough spot here..." Blackman says.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and innocently looks at Steve Blackman "Am
I?"

"Yes you are..." Blackman says, "You're extremely attractive and yes doing
more than looking is something that has crossed my mind..."

Trish presses her pouty and luscious lips together as she takes Steve
Blackman's hands. "So just let it happen..."

* * *

A short time later in an large empty storage closet, Steve Blackman is
leaning against the door as Trish Stratus lowers his pants to free his
hardening cock.

Trish Stratus licks her lips and lightly tosses her gorgeous blond hair back
as she starts to smoothly work her left hand up and down his shaft.

"Mmmm..." Blackman groans as Trish strokes his cock with her left hand to
help it fully harden.

Trish leans her head in and starts to softly slap her wet tongue against the
head of Blackman's cock while she works her hand up and down his shaft.

"Ahhh..." Blackman moans as Trish beats the head of his cock with her soft,
wet tongue.

"Mmmmmmmm..." Trish softly moans as she slides her tongue in a smooth
circular motion around the head of his cock, while working her hand back and
forth his solid shaft.

"Ahhhhh... mmm..." Blackman moans as Trish slides her tongue around the
swollen head of his cock as she continues to stroke it at the same time.

Trish parts her lips and starts to take the head of Blackman's cock into her
perfectly soothing mouth.

Blackman licks his lips as Trish begins to bob her head on his rock hard cock

Trish removes her hand from his shaft in order to place both of her hands
onto his waist as she smoothly bobs her head back and forth.

"Awww... mmmm..." Steve Blackman groans as Trish sucks and slurps on his cock
as she bobs her head smoothly on it.

"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Trish moans as she soft, moist lips brush back and
forth on his shaft as she continues to bob her head back and forth, perfectly
working over Blackman's tool.

Blackman places a hand on Trish's head as she bobs her head back and forth
along the length of his shaft.

"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Trish continues to softly and sensually moan as she
bobs her head at a quicker pace on his shaft, taking him deeper into her
mouth as her saliva drips down on his cock.

"Ahhhhh..." Blackman tilts his head back and lets out a moan as Trish briskly
bobs her head on his cock.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhh..." Trish moans as she turns her head lightly, causing her
pouty lips to grind on his shaft as she smoothly and swiftly moves her head.

"Ahhh mmmmm...." Steve Blackman groans as Trish bobs her head at a swift pace
on his cock while she takes his cock deeper into her mouth.

As Trish holds onto his nicely toned waist, she starts to rapidly bob her
head at a deep pace, with her saliva splashing against his shaft.

"Mmmmm ahhhh..." Blackman moans as Trish repeatedly deep throats his cock.

"Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm!" Trish moans as she deeply bobs her head with the
head of his cock smacking against the back of her stunning mouth.

"Mmmmm damn..." Blackman groans as Trish continues to lustfully and eagerly
suck his cock, taking every inch of it past her lips each time she lowers her
head.

"Mmmmmmmmmm..." Trish deeply groans before she slowly lifts her blond haired
head off of his cock.

"Damn.... that was... wow..." Blackman says as his cock falls from Trish's
lips. The Annville, Pennsylvania native licks his lips as Trish turns around
and gets on all fours.

Trish raises an eyebrow and smiles back cutely at Steve Blackman. "That was
nothing...just wait..."

"Not going to wait for long..." Blackman say as kneels behind Trish as she
sways her ass from side to side. Blackman then guides his saliva-coated cock
into Trish's tight wet pussy.

"Mmmmmmmmm...ohhhhh yeah..." Trish softly groans as she rocks forward on her
knees as Steve Blackman slowly, but steadily works his cock into her snatch.

Blackman lays his right hand on Trish's hip while placing his left hand on
her lower back as he starts to pump his cock in and out of her pussy.

"Ohhhhhh...mmmmm yeah...ohhhhhh!" Trish moans and closes her eyes as she
rocks back and forth on her knees, feeling Blackman pumping his cock swiftly
into her wet snatch.

"Ahhhh mmmm..." Blackman groans as he thrusts his cock deeper into Trish's
pussy as he fucks her at a steady pace.

"Ohhhhhh...ohhhhhh yeah...ohhhhhhh!' Trish moans as her gorgeously rounded,
tanned ass smacks back against his waist as she rocks back and forth while on
her hands and knees.

"Mmmmmm ahhhh..." Blackman moans as he drives is cock balls deep into Trish's
snatch as she rocks back against him.

"Mmmmmmm...Ohhhhhh Steve...ohhhhh shit..." Trish moans as she jolts forward
when Blackman starts to thrust at a quicker pace into her from behind.

"Ahhhhh shit..." Blackman groans as he hammers Trish's pussy with firm, swift
and deep thrusts.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhh...ohhhh" Trish moans and glances over her shoulder to look
back at Blackman while she rocks back on her knees and pushes back against
his cock.

"Ahhhh... awwww..." Blackman grunts as he thrusts his cock deep into Trish's
pussy before he leans to his right to have himself and Trish lay on their
side.

Trish licks her lips and closes her eyes as she moves back against Blackman,
grinding against his thrusting shaft.

Blackman places his left hand on Trish's left hip as she raises her left leg
up to make it easier for him to slam his cock into her pussy from behind

"Ohhhhhhh...ohhhhh yeah...ohhhhh" Trish moans and licks her lips as she
pushes down on his cock as he deeply pumps into her snatch.

"Ahhhh... mmmm..." Steve Blackman grunts as he plows his cock into Trish's
pussy as he fucks on her on the floor the storage closet.

"Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhhh fuck! Ohhhhhhh!" Trish moans and arches her body against
Steve Blackman as he firmly plows his lethal cock into her pussy.

"Mmmmm ahhhh fuck..." Blackman groans who ends up rolling onto his back as
Trish pushes back against him. Once on top, Trish starts to bounce up and
down on Blackman's rock hard cock.

Trish Stratus places her hands behind her onto his toned chest and starts to
swiftly bounce up and down as she rides his cock facing away from him.

Blackman grabs hold of Trish's hips as she bounces swiftly on his cock as he
starts to thrust it up into her twat.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck...ohhhhhh" Trish Stratus moans and rocks back and forth on his
cock, grinding her pussy down on his shaft.

"Mmmmmm ahhh..." Blackman groans as Trish sharply rocks on his cock as he
drives it firmly up into her pussy.

"Mmmmmmmm...you like that, Steve?" Trish asks with a moan as she smoothly
bounces and rocks on his large cock.

"Ahhh yeah..." Blackman groans as Trish switches constantly between bouncing
and rocking on his stiff cock which is starting to throb inside of her
snatch.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhh" Trish moans as she tilts her blond haired head back and
starts to sharply grind down on his cock.

"Ahhhh... awwww..." Blackman groans as he starts to cum inside of Trish's hot
wet pussy.

Trish presses her lips together and her gorgeous body tenses as she feels his
warm cum spraying into her pussy.

"Ahhh.... mmmmm fuck..." Blackman moans as Trish lightly rocks on his cock
until he's finished cumming.

Trish turns her head and looks back at Blackman with a smile. "Mmmmm...how
was that for you, Steve?"

"Great... incredible..." Blackman answers.

Trish smiles and blushes cutely. "Really?"

"Yeah....that was out of this world..." Blackman nods his head.

Trish nods her head. "Awesome..."

-END-


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