It’s midnight, The Bandit favorite night. After the long promo he had done for PWT and the response he got back from a rookie who he has no idea who the heck he is and could care less. He wonders the silent street overlooking the river.
Moments go by and Jones finds the hotel in which everyone is being booked at, he enters the hallway and finds the front desk.
As he approaches it he also see the other wrestlers checking in for the evening those among the elite of the company hurry there way to there rooms and the Bandit once again finds himself alone.
He then approaches the desk and lay out his credit card for the man to see.
Receptionist: Hello sir and welcome to our hotel. For what can I do you for this evening?
Jones: I am here with PWT. The guys just signed in and here I am.
Receptionist: Ok...Jones..let me see if we got you booked?
Jones: Wait a sec. Is there a woman by the name Lori Ann staying here as well?
Receptionist: Well yes sir there is. Why do you ask?
Jones: Well cause she’s my wife, she doesn’t know I’m here cause its like a surprise , so if you would tell me her room number and give me a key. I think we could end this discussion sooner than later.
Receptionist: Ok sir ... room 375. First door on the left as soon as you get off the elevator.
Jones: Thanks.. Thank you very kindly.
Receptionist: One more thing sir , Lori asked for a morning ring, would you still like that?
Jones: Oh I don’t think we will need such a thing so you can cancel that service, in fact you can cancel all services that she needed.
Receptionist: Ok Mr....Jones.
Jones: Oh and one more thing ... if anyone comes up to our room while we’re here I promise you this much there will be hell to pay .
Receptionist: Ok most noted sir, have a good night.
Jones: Oh I will have a good night, you can bank on that one kid.
Jones makes his way up to the room, he finds the room in which Lori is at, he places his ear close to the door to see if there’s any kind of noise. Nope none at all, what a perfect chance to make a grand entrance.
He knocks lightly..........nothing. He knocks again..............nothing. Ok temper is rising..wait a sec I got a key. Stupid me.
He takes the key out of his pocket and places it in the lock. BAM! It works!!!
Lori awakens from her deep sleep, Jones stops in his tracks he knows Lori is startled he sees half of the covers on her and the other half on the floor. He then proceeds to take his jacket off and places it on the floor.
Lori: Is anyone there?
Silence.. Total silence.
Lori: excuse me. Is anyone there?
Again total silence.
She then turns her back from the door. Jones leans up against the wall in total darkness, he sees Lori lying there all worried, knowing full well that there is someone in the room or something.
Jones: Honey...I’m ....HOME!
Lori: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
Jones: Oh shut the fuck up will yah bitch!
He turns on the lights and opens up one of his beers. He takes a big swallow and crushes the can. He drops it to the floor.
Jones: Why all the fuckin screaming Lori , you dam well knew it was going to be me coming in bitch?!
Lori: What the hell are you doing here?
Jones: Haven’t you herd Lori I got a job. All these years and now I’m a working man on a payroll.
Lori: wh..wh..wh...
Jones: Quit studdering bitch and come on out with it. Why am I doing here then if I got a job right?
Well simple Lori I work for PWT now. Wait.....wait for it.....
Lori: WHAT THE FUCK!!!!
Jones: Yep the exact response I expected from you. Well to make a short story long ...
Lori: don’t you mean a long story short?
Jones: Gawd I hate it when you correct me. You always seem to do that to me Lori. Why is that?
Lori: Cause you’re never right with saying Bobby, you say one thing but mean the other , it pisses me off at times don’t you know.
Jones proceeds to make his way to the table, he pulls out another beer and takes his muddy boots off. Lori drapes herself in the bed sheets and joins Jones at the table.
Lori: Oh gawd the mud Booby where in the heck have you been? At a farm asshole?
Jones:Well glad you asked that Lori cause yeah I was at a farm. Our farm remember we bought one back in the day and if I recall we stashed my car there when I got into trouble, so now the car is out and so am I woman. Now we need to disucc this marriage thing. You see Lori from here on out you do not flirt with anyone, you got me on that? You are not even aloud to talk to any guy or any chick!
Lori: and what if I do ? What if I was married to another....
Jones: You aren’t Lori, you’re not married to anyone but me you got that?
Lori: Yeah.....got yah Bobby.
So here’s my question. Who are you facing ?
Jones: What in PWT? Fuck who cares Lori. I saw his pitiful fuckin promo and he’s nothing to me , he’s just another stepping stone for me to become the best yet again. I could care less what he says from here on out , I could care what he does from here on out... all that matters Lori is that he feels the Bandit affect, that’s all I care about.
Now .. As for your matches Lori. I’ve seen over the years your winning and loosing streak , and to be honest I hate the loosing end of your deals.
Time after time after fuckin time you loose cause you don’t put the dam effort into what you do anymore, you have people saying that they can beat you easy. You’re like the Barry Horowitz of wrestling. Everyday you loose and maybe once in a blue moon you win.
Well thars about to change Lori, you’re not going to loose anymore ...and if you keep on this streak of yours then you’ll leave me no dam choice Lori but to tel each and everyone of those fans and those who are employed what you and I have in common either than marriage, you get my drift bitch!
Tbc..Lori