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The Road Diary Of Trish Stratus Part 42: Tired? We'll See About That
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 sitting in her living room on the couch, folding her and Ron's freshly cleaned laundry as she removes the clothing items from the basket and laying them out neatly on coffee table after folding them.

Trish raises an eyebrow as she happens to turn her head and glance underneath one of the couch pillows to see her black bounded note book known as her Road Diary, a chronicled journal detailing events throughout her career on the road with the WWE.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and pulls the note book out from under the couch pillow, before she opens the front cover and starts to skim through the pages before pause on one particular entry.

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May 21, 2006

Dear Diary,

Here I am on the mend after practically having my arm torn off my body...ok, maybe not torn off, more like dislocated from the socket in my match at Backlash against Mickie James. Despite being on the injured list, I have been busy mentoring a newcoming Diva who is expected to debut very soon. I will act as the new Divas manager in my feud with Mickie James, while I recover. I have been injured before so I know it's only a matter of time before I'm back in the ring and kicking some Diva ass.

Relationship update! The one and only John Cena and I have agreed to keep our relationship strictly physical and avoid the emotional aspect. Typical guy...wants sex, but not the emotional attachment. Well if Mr. John Cena just wants the sex...that's all he'll get.

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Late at night on the Interstate 40 West in Arizona, John Cena is driving himself and Trish Stratus to the Las Vegas, Nevada where Monday Night RAW is being held the following night at the Thomas & Mack Center. Cena, wearing jeans shorts and a t-shirt, glances in the rear view mirror before looking over at Trish as she sits in the passenger seat, "So how's your arm feeling? You sure you don't want to lay down in the backseat?" Cena asks.

"I'm fine..." Trish, dressed in a pair of nicely tight fitting jeans and a red top, with her injured right arm resting in a black sling, replies as she turns her head to glance out the window of the passenger side.

"You sure? You look like something's on your mind..." Cena says as he keeps the rental car at a steady speed as they travel along the Interstate.

Trish presses her lips together and turns her head to look at John Cena. "Isn't this conversation getting a little emotionally attached?" Trish replies slightly sarcastically.

"Huh?" Cena asks as he's clearly caught off guard by Trish's question.

"I thought that's what you wanted...you know everything physical...no emotional attachment...all you need to know is that I'm fine and I'll keep whatever is on my mind to myself..."

"Trish, I think you may have misunderstood what I meant..." Cena begins to say.

"No...I understood it perfectly clear...but if you want to talk, ok let's talk...in fact I have the perfect topic in mind..."

"Ok... what is it?" John Cena asks as he glances at Trish for a moment while keeping most of his attention on the road.

"A few weeks ago...you know...you had your dad backstage..." Trish pauses and raises an eyebrow as she looks at John Cena, "Any reason why you completely avoided introducing me to him?" Trish asks and shrugs her shoulders. "Are you like embarrassed of me or something?"

"No not at all... just that he talks to every girl I introduce to him and think I should settle down with her..." Cena says.

Trish nods her head a bit "Oh...but like you didn't have a problem introducing him to Ashley and Candice..."

"He actually walked up to them..." Cena says with a bit of a laugh.

"Oh..." Trish says with a nod of her head before she turns her head to look back out the window.

"Look Trish... I know that you prefer a more personal relationship but it's not something that would work out well for either of us, I mean... I heard from Amy that you're thinking about retiring later in the year..."

"I've thought about..." Trish says as she turns her head to look back at John.

"And well... I don't feel right about being a factor in your decision for that... if you choose to stay in the WWE and on the road, you choose that because you want to, not because of me or anyone else..." Cena says.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and looks at John. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure..." Cena nods his head.

"Why are you...afraid...of you know...relationships?" Trish asks.

"I'm not afraid of them... I just don't like having to choose between a relationship and my career..."

Trish nods her head "Far enough..."

"So... that's why I keep things simple... and don't forget... you told me the 'rules of the road' when I first got called up..." Cena says teasingly, "Keep the business first, everything else is an extra perk..."

Trish laughs and nods her head. "So now you've become the teacher?"

Cena laughs, "Well if I'm reminding you of what you taught me... then yeah I guess so..."

Trish looks ahead at the road. "There's a gas station, do we need to stop?"

Cena glances at the fuel gage and sees that there is less then a quarter-of-tank left, "Yeah we should fill up..." Cena nods his head before he changes lanes and drives the car to the first set of pumps. "Oh goody... self service..." Cena says as he sees a sign above the gas pumps.

Trish turns her head and smiles. "Lucky for you..."

"Yeah... I hate these things... always seems like a way they can scam more cash off my credit card..." Cena says as he turns off the car's engine before unbuckling his seat belt. After opening the driver's side door and stepping out, Cena goes to open the car's gas cap before selecting a type of fuel to fill the tank up with. As he slides the gas pump into the fuel slot, Cena watches the pump's display as his cell phone rings. Taking it out of his pocket with his right hand, Cena doesn't glance at the caller ID as he answers it, "Hello?"

"So...who is she?" A voice asks on the over end of the phone.

"Who is who Randy?" Cena says as he recognizes the voice of the person who call him.

Randy chuckles "John...John...John... who's the girl you're with?" Randy asks and then adds. "Some of the boys saw you leaving with a blond..."

"Oh she's just a girl I know out here in Arizona that was heading up to Vegas..." Cena answers.

"Is she hot?" Randy asks with an eager tone.

"Smoking hot... and she doesn't like guys with tattoos..." Cena says jokingly.

Randy laughs "Bullshit...you just don't want me stealing her from you..."

"Who are you kidding?" Cena says with a laugh.

"So...I was thinking once you get your lazy ass here in Vegas, you and me go down on the street and gets us a girl..."

"Maybe... I'm still several hours away..." Cena says.

"Well hurry the hell up, John...I saw this one chick...brunette...nice rack...poppin' ass...definitely our type."

"Right well If I don't get there you will actually have to do some work to get her..." Cena says with a laugh.

"Shit! I always do the work!" Randy replies with a laugh.

"Right... I know at least fifty people who'll disagree with you..." Cena laughs.

"Hey, fuck you man!" Randy says with a laugh and pauses. "Oh shit...damn it...she's walking away...gotta go!"

"Good luck.. you'll need it..." Cena says before Orton hangs up on him. Seeing that that gas pump display is indicating the car's tank is full, Cena takes the pump out of he fuel slot and closes the gas cap. Taking out his wallet and swiping his credit card, Cena grumbles as he sees the cost, "$75... highway robbery that's what that is..." Cena says as he waits for his receipt to print out before moving to get back in the car. "Ready to go..." Cena says before he notices that Trish is listening to her MP3 player. "Guess you are..." Cena says as he buckles his seatbelt and closes the drivers side door.

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An hour later, as Trish is still listening to music on her MP3 player, she glances over at Cena just as he brings his right hand off the driver's wheel and covers his mouth has he yawns.

Trish pulls the earbuds of the MP3 player out of her ears and hits the pause button. "Are you getting tired?"

"Not really... just a random yawn..." Cena says as he sits more upright on the driver's seat and moves his head from side to the side.

"You know, we can stop if you're tired and find a hotel..."

"I'm not that tired..." Cena says with a laugh even though moments ago said he wasn't tired at all.

Trish rolls her eyes slightly and laughs. "Well let me at least drive..."

Cena glances at Trish and grins, "After all the whining you did earlier about how you 'can't drive' because of your arm..."

"Well you weren't tired then...but now if I drive you can sleep" Trish replies.

"Trish I'm good... really..." Cena says.

Trish unbuckles her seat belt and presses her lips together and looks at Cena. "John...if you're tired we can stop..."

"Alright... I'll pull over for a bit... ok?" Cena asks as he doesn't notice that Trish has unbuckled her seatbelt.

"You can keep driving if you want...I'll just make sure that you stay awake..." Trish says with a sweet smile.

"And how are you going to do that?" Cena asks as he glances at Trish.

Trish shrugs her shoulders before she leans over toward Cena as he drives and starts to unbuckle the belt around his jean shorts.

"Whoa... ok... I see how you intend to that..." Cena says as he raises his arms a bit while he drives, making it easier for Trish to unbuckle his belt.

Trish leaves the belt around Cena's waist and proceeds to unbutton and unzip his jean shorts, tugging them lightly from his waist.

Cena unbuckles his seatbelt and raises himself slightly so that Trish can push his jean shorts from his waist until his long, meaty cock is exposed.

Trish places her left hand around the base of his cock and starts to smoothly stroke his shaft, causing his cock to instantly harden as she lowers her head down in Cena's lap.

"Mmmm fuck..." Cena groans as Trish strokes his hardening cock with her left hand before he feels her tongue brushing against his now stiff pole.

Trish closes her eyes and gently moves her wet tongue around the surface of the head of his cock, nicely wetting it with her saliva.

"Ahhh... Cena moans as Trish brushes the tip of her tongue around the top of his cock as her saliva drips down the length of his tool.

Trish parts her soft and luscious lips as she takes the head of Cena's cock into her stunning mouth and starts to smoothly bob her head to suck on the very upper portion of his cock.

"Ohhhh fuck Trish..." Cena groans as Trish bobs her head gracefully up and down on the top half of his cock. Taking his right hand off the driver's wheel, Cena plays it on Trish's blond haired head as she sucks his dick.

"Mmmmmmm...mmmmmm..." Trish moans as she closes her eyes and steadily bobs her head on his cock, slightly teasing him as she does not bob her head too deeply on his shaft.

Cena licks his lips as Trish takes more of his cock into her mouth, but she keeps from lowering her head the entire way down.

"Mmmmmmmm...mmmmmmmm...." Trish moans as her luscious lips smoothly brush back and forth against his large cock.

"Mmmmm damn Trish.... ahhh.." Cena moans as he slides his right hand's fingers through her blond hair as the gorgeous Diva bobs her head up and down on his dick.

Trish gently taps her wet tongue against the bottom side of Cena's shaft as she moves her hand lightly against the lower portion of his cock.

"Mmmm fuck Trish... you keep this up... I'll pull over... but not to take a nap..." Cena moans as Trish continues to skillfully work over his dick with her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmm..." Trish moans and turns her head lightly on Cena's cock, causing her lips to grind, before she lowers her head further down.

"Ahhhh ohhh shit.." Cena groans as Trish swallows more of his cock, making it very hard for him to focus on the road.

Trish's wet saliva soothingly drips down on his shaft as she starts to bob her head at a quicker pace.

"Ohhhh ahhh..." Cena moans as Trish Stratus sucks and lightly slurps on his cock while she bobs her head briskly on his dick. Carefully, Cena guides the rental car over to the side of the road before parking it behind a low-level billboard.

"Mmmmmmm...mmmmmm...." Trish moans as she continues to perfectly bob her head on Cena's cock, using her lips to rub down on his shaft.

After turning off the engine, John moves his right hand to the back of Trish's head as he lightly starts to thrust his cock up into her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmmmmmm!" Trish moans as her head bobs more quickly as Cena works his cock up into her mouth.

"Mmmm shit Trish... god damn you're so fucking good..." Cena moans as Trish loses herself as she eagerly bobs her head relentlessly on his cock as he pushes it upward into her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Trish moans with her lips sliding back and forth on his shaft.

"Mmmmm shit Trish... you wanna step outside... so we have some room?" Cena asks with a groan as Trish slobbers on his thick cock.

Trish unwraps her luscious lips from around Cena's cock and lifts her head up. "And do what?" Trish asks with a smile.

"Make sure I'm fully awake with a road side fuck..." Cena grins.

Trish licks her lips a bit "Sure..."

Cena grins as he opens the drivers side door before lowering his jeans shorts completely off of his legs while Trish opens the passenger's side door. After stepping out of he car, Cena removes his t-shirt and tosses it on the drivers side seat, and wearing just his sneaker, Cena walks around the front of the car to meet Trish as she carefully removes her black sling before she lifts up her red top.

Trish sets her red top onto the hood of the car and starts to take her bra off to expose her gorgeously tanned, rounded and nicely juicy tits.

"Damn..." Cena grins as he sees Trish's large juicy tits sway as she moves. Cena licks his lips as he locks eyes with Trish as she sways her hips as she begins to unbutton and unzip her tight fitting jeans.

Trish smiles at Cena as she lowers her jeans down from her gorgeously tanned, curved waist and down her smooth, stunning legs.

"Trish I swear you know just how hot you look..." Cena says as he watches Trish step her right leg out of her jeans before she uses her left leg to perfectly kick them into the car.

Trish laughs and steps closer to John Cena. "You make the sound like it's a bad thing..."

"It's not... it's a very good thing..." Cena says as he places his hands on Trish's hips and lifts her up onto the hood of the car. Leaning forward to kiss her soft lips, Cena uses his hands to spread Trish's legs so that he can guide his cock into her hot wet pussy.

"Mmmmmmmmm..." Trish moans and closes her eyes as she softly kisses Cena back, while feeling his cock sliding deeply into her nicely wet pussy.

"Mmmmm..." Cena moans against Trish's lips as he places his hands on Trish's thighs before he begins to thrust his cock in and out of her snatch.

"Mmmmmmmmm...mmmmmm..." Trish moans as she places her hands onto his strong arms and starts to rock on the hood of the car, while Cena thrusts into her.

Breaking the kiss with Trish, Cena grins as her as he firmly thrusts his cock into her pussy as she rocks on the hood of the car.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhh shit John..." Trish moans as she smoothly wraps her legs around his muscular waist as he thrusts into her.

"Ahhhh mmmm fuck..." John Cena groans as he quickens the pace of his thrusts, causing Trish to bounce on the surface of the car's hood.

"Ohhhhhhh... ohhhhhh John...." Trish moans and licks her lips as she feels each of his deep thrusts.

"Ahhhh mmmm yeah... ahhh..." Cena groans as he drives his cock firmly and deeply into Trish's twat.

Trish moves her hands from Cena's strong arms to his muscular chest as she starts tp push forward against his thrusting shaft.

John Cena licks his lips as he moves his hands to Trish's hips and lifts her up off of the cars hood. As he continues to thrust his cock into Trish's snatch while standing, the gorgeous blond haired Diva begins to bounce on his shaft

"Ohhhhhh...ohhhhhh John..." Trish moans, breathing heavily, as she bounces up and down on his cock.

"Mmmmm ahhh yeah..." Cena grunts as he easily holds onto Trish as she bounces up and down on his pistoning cock.

"Ohhhhhh...ohhhhhh shit...mmmmmm..." Trish moans as she drops down on his cock firmly.

Cena licks his lips as Trish uses his body as leverage to lift herself up and down on his large thick cock.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhhh..." Trish moans as she rocks forward on his cock, smoothly grinding as he works his cock deeper into her snatch.

"Mmmmmm ahhhh fuck..." Cena groans as Trish grinds herself on his cock before he lifts her off of his shaft and stands her up on her feet. After Trish turns around to bed over the hood of the car, Cena places one hand on her hip and uses the other to guide his cock back into her cunt.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhh..." Trish moans and lightly grits her teeth as she looks over her shoulder as Cena starts to pump into her from behind.

"Mmmmm ahhh..." Cena grins at Trish as she seductively glares back at him as he drives his cock in and out of her pussy.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhh...mmmmm damn..." Trish moans as she rocks back and forth on her feet, while bent over the hood of the car.

"Ahhhh.... mmmm fuck..." Cena groans as he starts to pull Trish back against him, causing her ass to smack loudly against his muscular waist.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhh...ohhhhh!" Trish moans as she feels his cock deeply plowing into her.

Cena licks his lips as he increases the pace and force of his thrusts as he hammers Trish's cunt while she's bent over he hood of the car.

"Ohhhhhhh...ohhhhh yeah..." Trish moans as she eagerly pushes back.

Ahhhh..." John Cena moans as he pounds his cock balls deep into Trish's pussy.

"Mmmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Trish moans as she rocks back, with her gorgeous ass smacking against his muscular waist.

"Mmmm shit... you like that Trish..." Cena grunts as moves his hands up slightly to pull Trish's upper body up from the hood of the car.

"Ohhhhhhh...ohhhh yeah...mmmm...you like it, John?" Trish asks back with a moan.

"Ahhh yeah... I fucking love it.." Cena replies with a groan and as if to make his point he slams his cock harder into Trish's wet twat.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhhhh!" Trish moans as she sharply moves forward against the hood of the car.

Cena repeats firmly thrusting his cock into Trish's pussy twice more before pulling out. Cena then lifts Trish back onto the hood of the car and soon joins her when he lays on the hood of the car with his upper body propped up against the windshield. Cena grins as Trish tosses her hair back and moves to straddle his waist.

Trish licks her lips and smiles down at Cena as a nice layer of sweat coats her body. "I can do physical..." Trish says as she lowers herself down onto his cock.

"Mmmm I know you can..." Cena replies with a smile as he places his hands on Trish's thighs as she begins to bounce up and down on his cock.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhh..." Trish moans as she places her hands onto his muscular chest and smoothly bounces up and down on his shaft.

"Mmmm yeah Trish... show me what you got..." Cena groans as he rubs Trish's thighs as she rises and falls on his cock.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhh.." Trish moans as she rocks back and forth on his cock, grinding down smoothly as she lowers.

Cena licks his lips as Trish starts to build momentum as she rides his cock.

"Ohhhhhhh...mmmmmm John...ohhhhhh!" Trish moans as she increasingly rocks forward on his cock.

"Ohhh yeah Trish... mmmm fuck..." Cena groans as he starts to thrust his cock rapidly up into Trish's snatch.

"Ohhhhhhhh...mmmmm shit John..." Trish moans as she starts to bounce at a quick pace, with Cena driving his cock upward.

As Trish's gorgeous ass smacks loudly down against Cena's thighs, Cena moves his hands to Trish's hips as he sharply thrusts his cock into her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh...mmmmmm!" Trish moans and leans forward as she presses her lips down against Cena's firm lips.

"Mmmm!" Cena moans against Trish's pouty lips as she rocks and bounces repeatedly on his upward thrusting cock which starting to throb slightly.

"Mmmmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Trish moans as she works her tongue gently into Cena's mouth, while she rocks and smoothly bounces on his cock.

"Mmmmm... mmmm..." Cena moans as he flicks his tongue against Trish's tongue as his cock throbs more intensely within her hot wet twat.

"Mmmmmmmm...mmmmmm..." Trish moans and smoothly grinds down on his shaft, while she presses her tongue against his tongue.

"Ahhhh... mmmm..." John Cena groans into Trish's mouth as he starts to cum within her cunt as she grinds down on his dick.

Trish slowly breaks the kiss and closes her eyes as she feels his warm cum flooding her wet pussy.

"Ahhhh... mmmm..." Cena groans as Trish gently rocks on his erupting cock as he fills her cunt with his cum.

Trish smiles down at John Cena and smoothly moves her hands on his muscular chest.

"Mmmmm you know Trish... your shoulder doesn't seem to be bothering you..." Cena says with a teasing smile.

Trish laughs. "It does feel a bit better..."

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