Post by Roger Wright on May 11, 2020 0:23:33 GMT -5
Darkness filled the screen as the credits began to roll. Marie didn’t even move, she was nestled up against Anicka fast asleep. For the last 30 minutes of the movie she had been that way and now Anicka lifted her from the couch as Roger watched Marie tuck in closer and wrap her legs around Anicka’s waist. The two winked and Roger knew Anicka was going to put her to bed. This was a moment for him, a moment to step outside and just catch a good solid whiff of the fresh air. He slipped onto the balcony, popped open a beer and stared off into the darkness before him.
A long time ago someone asked me what I wanted in life. Back then I was young and dumb, told them I wanted to be rich and famous. As you can guess, I got there. I have a lot of money, people know me everywhere I go, but as you might guess, back then I was wrong. There is way more to life than just being rich and famous. So many things that I didn’t even have the slightest understanding of, and yet all I could think about was being rich and famous.
Don’t get me wrong, being rich and famous is nice, it has afforded me many opportunities that I would have never had given the opposite circumstance. But it wasn’t everything, case and point my relationship with my daughters wife. I would be lying if I said for the longest time I didn’t want it to work out, oh man did I ever want it to work out. That was one of those things that money couldn’t buy me, one of those things I didn’t know that I really wanted when that question was asked of me.
I gave up on that thing, gave up on the idea that I could have something special, then low and behold it walked right up into my life and slapped me across the face. At this point in my life if you asked me that question, I’d tell you that all I really want is happiness, someone to hold, and wake up with in the morning. Someone to share my desires and happiness with. But right now I get to have fame and fortune, and that person in my life, so I guess you can say I am truly blessed.
What do you think Tommy Kain would say if we asked him the question? Do you think he wants fame and money, do you think he wants someone to share his life and memories with? Or do you think it’s something more sinister? Me, I think it’s the latter. See I don’t think Tommy Kain is in it for the money, no I think he wants to hurt people. That’s what this is all about for him, a chance to hurt people and get away with it. For that, to each his own, more power to him, but this week is a week when maybe he should find another driving force in his life.
Look I could stand up here and rant all day about my greatness, and you know what, FUCK IT I AM!!!! Tommy what the fuck have you ever done that is worth a shit in a company that I was in? Having trouble coming up with an answer? Here let me tell ya the answer, NOT A DAMN THING!!!! It hurts bro, it hurts bad but don’t worry, it could be worse, you could…….
Sorry Tommy, there just really isn’t a nice way to put it. Don’t get me wrong, this could very well be your moment, and a win here would mean a great deal for you going forward. But truth is a win here isn’t all that important, because there isn’t really anything on the line. Maybe you can run around and say I beat Roger Wright, and that does look damn good on your wrestling resume, but does it really mean anything? Let’s be honest when it’s all said and done you get to say you beat me, and well I get to come home to well, what you deep down inside even if you don’t admit it, wish you had.
But then there is the reality of what is going to happen Tommy, you are going to strut down that ramp, puff out your chest and act like you are hot shit. Then you are going to step through those ropes and look across the ring, and there standing in front of you is everything that you wish you were. There won’t be an easy win, there won’t be you pushing your opponent around. There will be the simple and painful realization that you have gotten in over your head.
Don’t worry though Tommy, I don’t take pleasure in destroying you, quite the opposite, I want you to realize how good you could be. See I didn’t cost you the Youngblood title because it was spite or hate, no that was simply because you belong somewhere greater, going after something much more prestigious. But then you don’t see that do you? No you see the man who kept you from a title that you over value and don’t even understand.
That is what separates you and I, Tommy. I aspire for greatness and have achieved it my career, you, you aspire for mediocrity. It doesn’t have to be that way though. You could take this week to do something you have never before done in your life, you could lose this loss to learn, to grow, to become better. Maybe for once you can look deep down inside and see the man that you should be, and not the mid card staple that you have become.
Do you feel that anger building inside of you, that pain boiling up, maybe your fists are clenching and your teeth are grinding. Hold onto that anger, don’t just let it go, but make it into something that it has never been before. Harness it. You will need it if you think you have a chance to climb into the ring with me and have a chance. Because no matter how much you think you are ready, you will never be ready to get into that ring with me.
I WAS BETTER THAN YOU THEN!
That is the difference between you and me Tommy. I am a winner, I aspire for greatness, and achieve it. So tell me please, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!!?
The door of the balcony swung open and Anicka stepped out in a lacey black and purple bra and matching panties that left very little to the imagination. Roger simply smiled, tipped the bottle back and took her into his arms. “Ms. Swann, are you trying to seduce me?”
A long time ago someone asked me what I wanted in life. Back then I was young and dumb, told them I wanted to be rich and famous. As you can guess, I got there. I have a lot of money, people know me everywhere I go, but as you might guess, back then I was wrong. There is way more to life than just being rich and famous. So many things that I didn’t even have the slightest understanding of, and yet all I could think about was being rich and famous.
Don’t get me wrong, being rich and famous is nice, it has afforded me many opportunities that I would have never had given the opposite circumstance. But it wasn’t everything, case and point my relationship with my daughters wife. I would be lying if I said for the longest time I didn’t want it to work out, oh man did I ever want it to work out. That was one of those things that money couldn’t buy me, one of those things I didn’t know that I really wanted when that question was asked of me.
I gave up on that thing, gave up on the idea that I could have something special, then low and behold it walked right up into my life and slapped me across the face. At this point in my life if you asked me that question, I’d tell you that all I really want is happiness, someone to hold, and wake up with in the morning. Someone to share my desires and happiness with. But right now I get to have fame and fortune, and that person in my life, so I guess you can say I am truly blessed.
What do you think Tommy Kain would say if we asked him the question? Do you think he wants fame and money, do you think he wants someone to share his life and memories with? Or do you think it’s something more sinister? Me, I think it’s the latter. See I don’t think Tommy Kain is in it for the money, no I think he wants to hurt people. That’s what this is all about for him, a chance to hurt people and get away with it. For that, to each his own, more power to him, but this week is a week when maybe he should find another driving force in his life.
Look I could stand up here and rant all day about my greatness, and you know what, FUCK IT I AM!!!! Tommy what the fuck have you ever done that is worth a shit in a company that I was in? Having trouble coming up with an answer? Here let me tell ya the answer, NOT A DAMN THING!!!! It hurts bro, it hurts bad but don’t worry, it could be worse, you could…….
SHIT GOT NOTHING!!!
Sorry Tommy, there just really isn’t a nice way to put it. Don’t get me wrong, this could very well be your moment, and a win here would mean a great deal for you going forward. But truth is a win here isn’t all that important, because there isn’t really anything on the line. Maybe you can run around and say I beat Roger Wright, and that does look damn good on your wrestling resume, but does it really mean anything? Let’s be honest when it’s all said and done you get to say you beat me, and well I get to come home to well, what you deep down inside even if you don’t admit it, wish you had.
But then there is the reality of what is going to happen Tommy, you are going to strut down that ramp, puff out your chest and act like you are hot shit. Then you are going to step through those ropes and look across the ring, and there standing in front of you is everything that you wish you were. There won’t be an easy win, there won’t be you pushing your opponent around. There will be the simple and painful realization that you have gotten in over your head.
Don’t worry though Tommy, I don’t take pleasure in destroying you, quite the opposite, I want you to realize how good you could be. See I didn’t cost you the Youngblood title because it was spite or hate, no that was simply because you belong somewhere greater, going after something much more prestigious. But then you don’t see that do you? No you see the man who kept you from a title that you over value and don’t even understand.
That is what separates you and I, Tommy. I aspire for greatness and have achieved it my career, you, you aspire for mediocrity. It doesn’t have to be that way though. You could take this week to do something you have never before done in your life, you could lose this loss to learn, to grow, to become better. Maybe for once you can look deep down inside and see the man that you should be, and not the mid card staple that you have become.
Do you feel that anger building inside of you, that pain boiling up, maybe your fists are clenching and your teeth are grinding. Hold onto that anger, don’t just let it go, but make it into something that it has never been before. Harness it. You will need it if you think you have a chance to climb into the ring with me and have a chance. Because no matter how much you think you are ready, you will never be ready to get into that ring with me.
I WAS BETTER THAN YOU THEN!
I AM BETTER THAN YOU NOW!
I WILL BE BETTER THAN YOU TOMORROW!
That is the difference between you and me Tommy. I am a winner, I aspire for greatness, and achieve it. So tell me please, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!!?
The door of the balcony swung open and Anicka stepped out in a lacey black and purple bra and matching panties that left very little to the imagination. Roger simply smiled, tipped the bottle back and took her into his arms. “Ms. Swann, are you trying to seduce me?”
“Ani? Never.” She replied as Roger slung her over his shoulder slapping her ass and pushing the door of the balcony open.
THE NEXT MORNING
Roger slipped out of the bed, buck naked and pulled the curtains of the room open, bathing the room in sunlight. From the bed Anicka hissed and rolled over pulling the covers over her head. A quick glance at his phone told Roger that it was 6:00 AM. Roger pulled the door of the bedroom open to see that Marie’s door was still closed, he slipped out into the small apartment and made his way to the kitchen, he stopped in his tracks, there standing in the kitchen looking him up and down with a smile that he couldn’t quite understand, was VooDoo.
“I…” He tried to speak but she waved him off.
“Not the first and won’t be the last. But I can see what she likes about you.” Roger blushes at her words and circles around the counter putting it between him and her, coffee pot in his hand.
“I didn’t think anyone was here.” He replies, blood rushing to his cheeks.
VooDoo smiles and points at the coffee pot. “Someone who takes care of her, does the little things that others forget about, does the things that show someone you care about them.”
Roger fills the pot, puts it in the maker and sets it up for brew. “Pardon the upfront and forwardness here, but I don’t think you came here to tell me about pampering Anicka.” Roger strode past her, to the room, emerging a moment later with a pair of sweatpants on.
“I wanted to see how things were going with the move. This is all new territory for her, and well in a lot of ways you as well.” VooDoo pulled the pot from the maker, grabbed three coffee mugs and filled them, returning the pot. Reaching into the fridge she removed some French Vanilla creamer and sugar. Then topped off two of them with creamer and sugars, sliding the non creamed cup to Roger.
“It’s new for sure, but it feels right, and…” Roger trailed off for a moment. “I would do anything for both of them. They are what I never knew I was missing in my life.” He raised the cup and took a sip of the coffee.
“Good answer.” VooDoo leaned in on the counter a bit and slid Anicka’s cup to him. “Don’t fuck it up, I’d hate to have to make you disappear, though you could take comfort in knowing Marie was in good hands.”
Roger choked on his coffee and as he tried to gain perspective but before he could respond the door of the apartment was closing, and the realization that he was now short a coffee mug set in. Pulling in a deep breath Roger took the mug for Anicka and headed for the bedroom, the aroma rose her from sleep, she sat up in the bed with a smile on her face as Roger passed her the mug.
Raising the glass to her lips Anicka took a sip and smiled. “Ani thinks you had a morning visitor.” She winked while taking another sip.
“You can tell that by the coffee?” Roger asked, taking a seat on the end of the bed.
“Only VooDoo makes it this way.” Another smile and a sip. “Ani wants to know what she said cowboy.”
“I think she threatened me, but said she would take care of Marie.” Roger’s tone was flat and filled with a bit of shock as he sipped the coffee.
“That means she likes you.” Anicka bounced out from under the covers, wrapping her arms around him, her naked skin pressing against his back.
“I hate to know how that would have gone if she didn’t.” Roger replied, his tone still stoic and shocked.
“Ani knows.” She said leaning into his ear and whispering. “She wouldn’t give you a chance to know what would happen.” She nibbled the bottom of his ear lobe, her tongue giving it a flick.
Roger tried to hold back but he couldn’t, her smell, the ear nibble, it was too much, he set the coffee mug on the floor and twisted around on Anicka, lifting her into the air and throwing her on the bed, giving the door a quick glance to ensure he shut it.