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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 2:33:52 GMT -4
Yeah, a shower sounds great. My neck hurts like hell after Skullinator hit me with those damn Deathwishes.
He looks to the shower, then back to her. It seems as if he would be taking his shower back at the apartment. There surely wouldn't be any hot water left once she was through. He leaned back in the chair, ready to wait on her to get out so they could go home.
Wake me up when your done. I'd like a shower tonight as well.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 2:37:46 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]You want to sleep here in the locker room? Get your ass out of your clothes I need somebody who can wash my back. And a message would be nice as well.[/glow]
Nicole says while she start to open her boots. These things are always difficult to put off..or better said the most work. But she is experianced enough to take them of very fast and just because of that she has already placed the boots on the floor before Michael has time to answer.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 2:49:25 GMT -4
His eyebrow arched. Was she being serious? He wasn't able to tell, though she sounded as if she was demanding that he do so. Slowly, he reached down and began unlacing his own boots. Looking over at her, he could see THAT look in her eyes. It was something he hadn't seen in almost five years, but he knew exactly what it meant. He sat his boots to the side, taking his shirt off next. Knee pads, elbow pads, and wrist bands were next to hit the floor. He looked at Nicole, who was now in only her sports bra and panties. He stood up and offered his hand to help her up, waiting on her to accept it.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 3:12:19 GMT -4
Nicole slips out of the rest of her clothes as well and then she enters the shower. She turns on the shower and wait that is had the right temperatur before she steps inside. Michael has followed her but seams to hesitate a bit as he was standing in front of the shower and was smirking as if he was some kind of evil genius.
[glow=green,2,300]Hm…everything ok? .. Oh no… I know that look, forget it Mr. Taylor… no way that this happens in a locker room of an arena. No way… I just need somebody who wash my back and message it as well. [/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 3:19:25 GMT -4
His tights meet the floor outside the shower. He steps in with her, grabbing the soap and instantly beginning to rub it in his hands, making it foam as he speaks.
I don't know what your talking about Nikki.
The grin on his face said otherwise. She simply smiled and rolled her eyes, turning around so he could begin washing her back. He does so, slowly massaging her shoulders at first, trying to work out the knots that had formed in them.
No wonder you were having a hard time against Becca baby. Your too damn tense.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 3:28:36 GMT -4
Nicole looks up to the celling of the shower while she starts to enjoy the skillful hands of her boyfriend. She really need this … just standing in the shower, the hot water is flowing down her body, somebody message her hurting back…this is just perfect. It can’t get anyway better..that is what Nicole is sure about.
[glow=green,2,300]I know…but what do you except…I had a match and my back is hurting since quite a while.[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 3:43:31 GMT -4
I know. It's hard to come back after an injury like that. The same thing happened when I hurt my knees if you remember. Why do you think I wear knee braces now?
His hands moved to the middle of her upper back, covering her shoulder blades and between them as he firmly presses against her, massaging as best he could. A sigh escapes him, another thought still on his mind.
Do you really believe your father likes me? He never has been too nice to me you know. I know he's protective of you and all, but he hasn't liked me since day one. How could you possibly think he would want to ever call me his son?
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 3:50:30 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Well he don’t need you to call you his son, simple because you aren’t that. On the other side as you said why should he like you? I think I said that before…if he wouldn’t like you he would proberly have put you in coma by himself…he tend to say it out loud if he like people or not. Well, mostly he says when he don’t like them and he also shows it quite well. I think he likes you…Oh and Michael…a bit higher if that is possible[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 3:59:46 GMT -4
I just want him to accept me, to believe that I'm good enough to be with you like you believe. I know it's important to him that the man who wishes to be with you forever ask him first for his approval. I'm doing my best to earn his respect and his approval. It's just hard to do so with the slump I'm in.
He moves his hand up to the bottom of her neck, rubbing the back of it and the sides. He hears a small moan escape from her, smiling in approval of his work.
Better?
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 4:11:37 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Yes a lot better.[/glow]
Nicole turns around and place her hands on both of his shoulders while she looks him in the eyes.
[glow=green,2,300]Thanks for the message. I don’t know what I should do without you. By the way…do you know a good doctor for somebody with back problems? I think I really need to visit one to get some help.[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 4:19:32 GMT -4
He wraps his arms around her lower back, his eyes looking back at hers as he listens to what she had to say. After she had finished and asked her question, he chimed in.
Sorry baby, but I wish I did. With how my neck feels, I might need to see someone myself. I still get small headaches from the coma every now and then anyway. It would probably be a good idea to get it checked out.
His eyes never left hers, though it had been so long since they had seen each other in their current states, a complete lack of clothing and in the shower together. He held her a little tighter while her hands remained on his shoulders, waiting for her to speak.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 4:28:14 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Sounds like a good idea for me. We gonna try to find a good doctor for both of us and then we gonna pay him a visit. It couldn’t be wrong in any chase to get healthy again. We both need to be healthy if we want to be considered as the best in this industry and if finding a doctor for my health problems the first step to arrive this…I got no problem to do that …..Oh and one more thing.[/glow]
A smile appears on her face as she looks down between the two of them.
[glow=green,2,300]You should point with this “gun” in another direction. [/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 4:32:36 GMT -4
A smile grows on his face as he hears her last comment.
It was.....until you turned around.
He smirked, keeping his eyes on hers. His eyebrows raised in question.
Where do you think I should point it?
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 4:36:01 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Different place as to where it pointing now. I don’t want to get caught by anybody…you shouldn’t forget that you can’t lock the locker room doors of the arena we are in right now. And beside that I want to get as fast as home as it is possible…Denise is waiting there for me…But if you are a nice boy we could continue with this whole pointing stuff when we are at home … we could send Denise and my Dad to an ice cream shop that should give us a lot of free time…to spend.[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 4:49:29 GMT -4
He looks into her eyes, a serious look in his own now.
You sure Nikki? I know we're in love, but do you really want to take our relationship to that level?
It was a genuine question. He was certainly wanting to take their relationship there. He just didn't want her to go that far if she wasn't ready. His eyes remained locked on hers as he awaited her response.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 4:53:27 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Hey…you are the one who wants to be the father of my child and as well the man who wants to marry me. And beside that…it isn’t the first time we would have sex…So I don’t think it would be pushing a relationship to the next level…but rather continue that where we have stopped …well or I am just talking nonsense cause your “gun” is pointing at me[/glow].
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 5:02:27 GMT -4
His smile grew after her latest comments.
How about we get outta this shower and head home then? We can send your father and Denise off, get some alone time between us that ISN'T spent in a locker room after we've both just had matches. Get a little rest.....and a lot of satisfaction.
He reaches for the knob to turn the water off, looking at her to see if she was ready to get out.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 5:08:03 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Well, well…I don’t think we would get much rest if we do what we have talked about. But to be honest with you…I would rather want to go back to the hotel and get some sleep. I am tired as hell and could need some sleep before we drive home to Toronto.[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 19, 2007 5:17:51 GMT -4
He sighs heavily upon hearing her words, turning the shower off as well. A look of disappointment crossed over him as he stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. He looked at Nicole as he began drying off, his "member" beginning to rest itself.
Got me all worked up for nothing girl. That ain't right at all.
He smiled at her, still enjoying the "view" despite the recent set back. He didn't want the night to end in an argument between them, so he let it go. He continued drying off as she stepped otu of the shower as well.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 19, 2007 5:22:48 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Oh come on Michael… how do you think it is for me…I haven’t been together with a man since I gave birth to Denise. A few days more or less, doesn’t really matters for me.[/glow]
Nikki grins and reach for one of the towels that are hanging next to the shower on the wall. She starts to dry off her body while she sticks out her tongue to Mike.
[glow=green,2,300]Gonna beg you can't say the same from you, right?[/glow]
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