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JACK VALENTINE VISITS TRANSYLVANIA
YOU CHOSE TO FONDLE HER GORGEOUS BODY
| ::Jack reaches over and puts his hand on her
revealed thigh below the short miniskirt. Jack begins
kissing her soft tender lips as he lays down on top of
her and raises her skirt up just enough. He slides her
top right off of her tight, athletic body, revealing her
soft, milky white breasts. The camera begins to scramble
as this is all going on, but the audio is still
available:: Christina Livingston: Come on baby...harder, harder! Jack Valentine: ::Moaning:: Oh yeah, that's the spot! ::Jack and Christina are heard grunting as they create friction on each other's bodies. The cameras finally come back in minutes later just as Christina lets out an orgasmic scream:: Christina Livingston: Oooh...that was great baby, the best I've ever had. Jack Valentine: ::While lighting a cigarette:: I know...I always give it to women like that. Um...I mean you...I always give it to you like that. Christina Livingston: I hope you give it to Vampir as hard as you just gave it to me... Jack Valentine: What?!? Christina Livingston: You know what I mean...I hope you beat him as hard...well, nevermind what I mean. All I want for you is success. I hope you beat the piss out of that big ugly scary man. ::Christina puts her top back on as Jack zips up his pants. Christina takes a look around the room as if she wants to do something:: Christina Livingston: This room could really use something besides this bed... Jack Valentine: What do you think would look good? Christina Livingston: Well, for starters, a PCW championship. Extreme, World...doesn't make any difference to me...I just want to finally see some gold around my man's waist. Jack Valentine: Extreme?!? I thought I was just in contention for the World title... Christina Livingston: ::With a dumbfounded look on her face:: Oh, did I forget to tell you...Phantom Booker asked if anyone wanted to be in the Carnival of Carnage 2 match for the Extreme Title, and I thought that you would love to... Jack Valentine: You stupid bitch...I thought you were smart but I guess you just fall right in there with all of the other dumb blondes in the world. That's a hardcore type title Christina, and I'm not a hardcore kind of guy. I like to keep it in the ring. Oh well, maybe I'll get some extra TV exposure. Besides, having one match a week wouldn't be enough anyway for a guy of my caliber....I could use an extra match...what day is it...Tuesday....Friday? Christina Livingston: Actually, it's the same night as your first round world title match... Jack Valentine: ::Throwing his hands into the air:: Oh my God! Could you be anymore dumb?!? I'm surprised I still sleep with you after some of the careless things that you do. Not only do I have to put up with a 6'7" beast from Havana who will suck the blood right out of my neck, but I have to put up with at least 5 other guys in this match. It may still be alright though, the other guys might not go after me... Christina Livingston: Um...now you're really going to hate me. There's almost 30 wrestlers involved in this match. Jack Valentine: Jesus Christ! How can you be so ignorant??! Christina Livingston: Well...I didn't think it would be on the same night as your other match. Jack Valentine: Hmm....maybe it can still be ok. I can just talk to the Phantom Booker, and we can get myself out of this little predicament. Christina Livingston: Actually, I already signed us to the match, and being your active manager, you are now legally binded to participate. ::Jack frantically storms around the room, talking to himself and mumbling swears at Christina. He paces back and forth from the cabin to the room and then finally pulls out a small cross that is under his bed:: Jack Valentine: I know this will help me. Crosses are known to keep vampires away, so maybe I can just use it against Nosferatu to keep him out of the ring and score myself a countout victory. Christina Livingston: I don't think that'd work Jack...maybe I can show him my tits and he'll stay out of the ring. Jack Valentine: You will do nothing of the kind. Besides, nothing will work against this guy...he was a legend in PWA, I'm just a newcomer, hot off the press. Christina Livingston: And that's why you'll beat him Jack...don't you get it? Primetime Wrestling Academy taught you everything you need to know about this sport, you have it fresh in your mind. You will be the greatest technical wrestler to ever step foot in that ring. Vampir's probably lost a little bit of that knowledge along the way, and you can capatilize on his mistakes. Jack Valentine: You know, you're right...but I'm still bringing my cross to the ring. I think I've got some garlic around here as well, I should probably look for that a little later. Christina Livingston: The cross might give you some confidence in your world title match, but what are you going to do about the Carnival of Carnage match. You seem pretty unsure about that one. Jack Valentine: Maybe I can still put the cross to use... ::Jack gets down on his knees and begins to pray with the cross in hand:: Jack Valentine: Dear God...I know it's been a long, long time since I've talked to you. And I know you're probably mad at me for being a dick to nearly everyone I meet, sometimes harassing them, throwing things at them, physically abusing them...but that's beside the point. I really need your help now God...I'm in this match called the Carnival of Carnage, and all I am asking of you is that you spare me my life. I don't care if I win....well, if you could do that, that'd be nice too, but I just want to live God. Too many women...err...people still want to meet me and I can't let them down. So God, help me out buddy....Amen. ::Jack finishes his prayer and goes to put the cross under his bed so that he can find it before his match. While he is under there he finds an old wrestling notebook of when he was back in Tom Young's wrestling camp. It must have fallen out from under the bed when the movers brought it in:: YOUR CHOICE Look through the
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