Post by Hayden Newsom on Jan 27, 2017 19:24:08 GMT -5
The scene opens up with a dirty movie playing on the plat screen television connected on the wall, but the camera has the footage blurred. Christian Taylor is lying in his bed with a thin white sheet just over the lower portion of his body. Beside him on the nightstand are a bottle of lotion and box of tissue. He has his right hand under the sheet and the left hand resting under the back of his head. He has his eyes slightly squinting by biting his bottom lip with little moans coming out of his mouth. The bedroom door swings open as the beautiful Crystal Taylor struts inside the room with a massive smile on her face.
Crystal Taylor: “Yaaass baby!”
She bursts into the bedroom where Christian is sitting up in his bed with his hand and lower body under the sheet. Christian glances over at the bedroom’s doorway.
Christian Taylor: “Eh?”
He slides his hand up from his crotch area to above the sheet. She smiles sweetly.
Crystal Taylor: “I know you’ve wanted a rematch for the tag titles, but screw the tag titles baby! You can earn yourself a shot at the Horizon title in two weeks at St. Valentine Massacre with a victory over the NOW champion Sutton!”
A devious grin comes across Christian’s face and Christian pinches his chin as he looks over at the lovely Crystal.
Christian Taylor: “Now that’s what I’m talking about bay-be! Christian Taylor as the next Horizon Champion sounds pretty damn sweet to me!”
He grins confidently and slides his fingers through the side of his head.
Crystal Taylor: “It sure does and honey, that poor title needs a much more sexy champion…”
She raises her right hand to her hair and starts to scratch her fingers through the strands of her hair.
Christian Taylor: “Yeeaahhh, what about that!?”
He props up on his knees in the bed while holding the sheet over his private region while his thighs are revealed.
Christian Taylor: “Sutton probably thinks he’s a WORTHILY champion, but does he know Jason Phoenix had frontline privileges of the title! So as far as daddy is concerned, Sutton is living on borrowed freaking time, baby!”
She drags her feet over to the bed before hopping on it as she leans toward her husband on her knees. She extends her finger to his lips and starts playfully laughing.
Crystal Taylor: “Oh my God I know, right!? And this time we don’t have to worry about Mike Smith holding us back!”
Christian Taylor: “’Cause everybody knows Mikey is the reason I’m not one-half of the Tag Team Champions. Everybody saw how beautifully I had everybody’s numbers! It was my game and I was bringing sexy back to the squared ring!”
Crystal Taylor: “Power Trip is going to make the biggest move in the history of NAW when our alliance takes over the Legacy and Horizon’s divisions. I mean, Kandi’s ass should be expecting a spanking because House of Sweetness is going to come crashing down like a house of cards!”
She snaps her fingers.
Christian Taylor: “We can’t sweat the Kandi losers at all, bay-be! You know that! With her track record in establishments, she’ll be out of our weaves in no time! I mean, look at her house of losers anyway! All she has are the tag team titles and the femme fatale title. Big whoopee!”
Crystal shrugs and leans over to his lips as she meets him with a kiss.
Crystal Taylor: “But what is a better Valentine’s gift than my husband winning the Horizon Championship and Kandi getting her arm broke?”
She glances over her shoulder and blows a kiss to the camera.
Christian Taylor: “I can’t think of anything better, bay-be!”
He jumps up and flops backwards on the bed, but as he does the sheet falls slightly off the bed revealing his totally naked body. The camera looks away, but Crystal flops on top of her husband.
Crystal Taylor: “We need to celebrate such a GOOORRRRGGGGEEEOOOOUUUUSSSS night!”
She says as she’s sitting on his naked waist. She shakes her hair loosely as it flows down her back. She purses her lips and leans down as she starts to kiss her husband. The scene fades out.
Later that day…
The scene opens up several hours later and Christian Taylor is standing in front of his mirror closet doors in a pair of string bikini black briefs as he’s rubbing baby oil over his six-pack abs. He sets the bottle down on the sink beside him and grabs a hand towel as he cleans the reminder of the baby oil from his fingers. He glares at his reflection in the mirror and raises his right arm, like he’s going to flex his biceps with his hand cupped. He starts to pretends to pull down on a cord.
Christian Taylor: “Choo! Choo! Baby likes to rock it; baby likes to rock it like a boogie woogie choo choo train!”
With his left arm held up at an angle, he imaginary pulls down on a cord.
Christian Taylor: “This little choo choo train is going to look oh so fine when I add the Horizon Championship to my hall of accolades! Yes, yes, sir, Sutton, I hope you’re ready for a spanking you’ll remember for days to come!”
He brings his hand down over his chest and looks down at his abs.
Christian Taylor: “I know stupidity runs in your bloodline hick boy, but how can you not know who I am!? I mean, I am Mister International! The Sexy Playgirl Christian Taylor! Everybody knows who I am. I am the man with the IMPECCABLE abs, sexy tight ass, and the man with the biggest schlong in the men's locker room of any wrestling organization! I'm the one taking you up on the offer and handing you your first defeat in NAW! Are you ready to rumble bay-be!?"
Holding his hands toward the camera, he’s taunting Sutton on the camera.
Christian Taylor: “I’ve been blessed with studying your past battles and I’ll admit it, you’ve been decent. I say decent because you’re been lacking worthily competitors. Your last couple of wins have been totally lame! Look at me though… I am coming off of another team over the Jason’s and their Beast-like partner on the last Meltdown. Why the hell wouldn’t I boost with a win over the self-proclaimed Legacy Champion? He can say whatever he wants about being champion, but just because he’s walking away smelling musky and dirty with the title doesn’t make him a champion. Oh wait, speaking of being musky and smelly, aren’t you like from a trailer park down in North Carolina?”
He raises his right hand to his forehead and salutes to the camera.
Christian Taylor: “Who’s dodging your ass, Sutton? Huh? Huh? I can’t hear you! You might think it’s cute to make it seem like you’re so invincible people are just so afraid to challenge you for the championship. But guess what bucko!? Nobody is dodging you! In case your little egotistical ass isn’t up on the times in the company, I just came off of a SEXIFIED victory over the Legacy Champion and it was raining GOLDEN all over those mother fuckers! Now, tell me again I’m trying to dodge your ass! Tell me, brother! I’ve been talking about stepping out from my tag team for a moment and stride for the NAW’s Horizon Championship. Who will be a hotter Horizon Champion? ME! That’s who!”
Christian Taylor: “You can brag about all your about to break triple digits and how you’re one of the greatest Horizon Champions in the history of North America Wrestling. It all sounds like a bunch of hot air! If you were a hot air balloon, people would pay you their life savings to soar the skies because of the gas sneaks out of you! You should be starting to polish up that baby because honey, I’m coming for it! After my victory over you on this episode of Meltdown in front of the Salt Lake City crowd, Edric Hayes is going to do the RIGHT thing and place me in a match against you for your precious little title!”
He pats his hand over his chest and grins.
Christian Taylor: “But guess what!? I am the only star on the roster who can brag about what he has because I’m MISTER FREAKING INTERNATIONAL! You can talk about all my photoshoots you want because these people are always going to pay to see me pose! When I add that Horizon Championship to my waist, my stock is going to even increase tenfold! It’s going to be my face you see whenever you look over at your empty shoulder. When you’re crying over spilt milk before your status has been wrecked, it is going to be my face you remember! That is just how I roll, baby boy!”
He starts to roll his wrists in front of him as he winks. He raises his forearms up and start wiggling his fingers.
Christian Taylor: “You can bad mouth Power Trip all you want, but you just hate what you can’t be! Hell, can’t be? You just can’t BEAT us! You hate me because I’m young, experienced, instilled with tons of sex-appeal, and one talented mother fucker! You can only dream about being in the presences of Power Trip, but they wouldn’t give you an alliance to call your own even if you were HOMELESS! Oh wait, my bad you’re already homeless! At least damn near homeless in your little one-bedroom trailer apart of HICKTOWN, North Carolina! WHITE TRASH ALERT!”
He cups his hands up to his mouth and yells at toward the camera.
Christian Taylor: “So before you want to run your mouth, you might want to check your ass and wipe it real good because your shit stinks too much for you to calling anybody else’s stench. But, but, but, after I beat you on this episode of Salt Lake City and then in a couple of weeks after Edric makes me YOUR new number one contender, there will be no doubt in your little head that you are nothing more than my lackey! Enjoy holding my jock strap because I am going to diminish your self-worth! After losing to the SEX POD not once, but TWICE, you will have no doubt about your lack of abilities to take on Jason Phoenix for his newly won Legacy Championship after St. Valentine’s Massacre. That is some true shit, so suck on these nuts because after I rain my GOLDEN SHOWERS down onto you… that will be the only thing you are capable of doing!”
He slaps his hand over his crotch and grabs a handful as he starts to thrust it repeatedly while sticking his tongue.
Christian Taylor: “Don’t hate me because I’m prettier than you, but hate me because your girlfriend wants me! Don’t worry I’m not trying to get with the woman; I like my women that aren’t quite hippy.
The beautiful wife of Crystal Taylor with her hands on her hips strut up beside her husband. She lifts her right hand on Christian’s shoulder and lifts her head up.
Crystal Taylor: “Lily Mae, sweetheart let’s just be careful where you put your hands and eyes because you go anywhere near MY man, and you’re going to feel a HEARTBREAKER that will be heard worldwide!”
She snaps her fingers and purses her lips. She starts juggling her breasts as she bats her eyelashes seductively.
Crystal Taylor: “Honey, I don’t mind putting a girl in check to prove a point and this point is that the Taylor’s are calling the shots now! You should just stay in the back and mind your own business because this has nothing to do with you. This is about my husband showing your husband and Edric Hayes he’s ready for that title your husband is running into the damn ground!”
She widens her mouth and rolls her eyes.
Crystal Taylor: “Meltdown is going to be ohhh sssooooo GOOOORRRRGGGEEEEOOOUUUSSSS when my husband scores a SEXIFIED victory!”
She slouches over and places her hand across her mouth as she blows a kiss to the cameras. The scene fades to black with the Taylor’s hugging each other with a single arm while glaring at the lens.
Crystal Taylor: “Yaaass baby!”
She bursts into the bedroom where Christian is sitting up in his bed with his hand and lower body under the sheet. Christian glances over at the bedroom’s doorway.
Christian Taylor: “Eh?”
He slides his hand up from his crotch area to above the sheet. She smiles sweetly.
Crystal Taylor: “I know you’ve wanted a rematch for the tag titles, but screw the tag titles baby! You can earn yourself a shot at the Horizon title in two weeks at St. Valentine Massacre with a victory over the NOW champion Sutton!”
A devious grin comes across Christian’s face and Christian pinches his chin as he looks over at the lovely Crystal.
Christian Taylor: “Now that’s what I’m talking about bay-be! Christian Taylor as the next Horizon Champion sounds pretty damn sweet to me!”
He grins confidently and slides his fingers through the side of his head.
Crystal Taylor: “It sure does and honey, that poor title needs a much more sexy champion…”
She raises her right hand to her hair and starts to scratch her fingers through the strands of her hair.
Christian Taylor: “Yeeaahhh, what about that!?”
He props up on his knees in the bed while holding the sheet over his private region while his thighs are revealed.
Christian Taylor: “Sutton probably thinks he’s a WORTHILY champion, but does he know Jason Phoenix had frontline privileges of the title! So as far as daddy is concerned, Sutton is living on borrowed freaking time, baby!”
She drags her feet over to the bed before hopping on it as she leans toward her husband on her knees. She extends her finger to his lips and starts playfully laughing.
Crystal Taylor: “Oh my God I know, right!? And this time we don’t have to worry about Mike Smith holding us back!”
Christian Taylor: “’Cause everybody knows Mikey is the reason I’m not one-half of the Tag Team Champions. Everybody saw how beautifully I had everybody’s numbers! It was my game and I was bringing sexy back to the squared ring!”
Crystal Taylor: “Power Trip is going to make the biggest move in the history of NAW when our alliance takes over the Legacy and Horizon’s divisions. I mean, Kandi’s ass should be expecting a spanking because House of Sweetness is going to come crashing down like a house of cards!”
She snaps her fingers.
Christian Taylor: “We can’t sweat the Kandi losers at all, bay-be! You know that! With her track record in establishments, she’ll be out of our weaves in no time! I mean, look at her house of losers anyway! All she has are the tag team titles and the femme fatale title. Big whoopee!”
Crystal shrugs and leans over to his lips as she meets him with a kiss.
Crystal Taylor: “But what is a better Valentine’s gift than my husband winning the Horizon Championship and Kandi getting her arm broke?”
She glances over her shoulder and blows a kiss to the camera.
Christian Taylor: “I can’t think of anything better, bay-be!”
He jumps up and flops backwards on the bed, but as he does the sheet falls slightly off the bed revealing his totally naked body. The camera looks away, but Crystal flops on top of her husband.
Crystal Taylor: “We need to celebrate such a GOOORRRRGGGGEEEOOOOUUUUSSSS night!”
She says as she’s sitting on his naked waist. She shakes her hair loosely as it flows down her back. She purses her lips and leans down as she starts to kiss her husband. The scene fades out.
Later that day…
The scene opens up several hours later and Christian Taylor is standing in front of his mirror closet doors in a pair of string bikini black briefs as he’s rubbing baby oil over his six-pack abs. He sets the bottle down on the sink beside him and grabs a hand towel as he cleans the reminder of the baby oil from his fingers. He glares at his reflection in the mirror and raises his right arm, like he’s going to flex his biceps with his hand cupped. He starts to pretends to pull down on a cord.
Christian Taylor: “Choo! Choo! Baby likes to rock it; baby likes to rock it like a boogie woogie choo choo train!”
With his left arm held up at an angle, he imaginary pulls down on a cord.
Christian Taylor: “This little choo choo train is going to look oh so fine when I add the Horizon Championship to my hall of accolades! Yes, yes, sir, Sutton, I hope you’re ready for a spanking you’ll remember for days to come!”
He brings his hand down over his chest and looks down at his abs.
Christian Taylor: “I know stupidity runs in your bloodline hick boy, but how can you not know who I am!? I mean, I am Mister International! The Sexy Playgirl Christian Taylor! Everybody knows who I am. I am the man with the IMPECCABLE abs, sexy tight ass, and the man with the biggest schlong in the men's locker room of any wrestling organization! I'm the one taking you up on the offer and handing you your first defeat in NAW! Are you ready to rumble bay-be!?"
Holding his hands toward the camera, he’s taunting Sutton on the camera.
Christian Taylor: “I’ve been blessed with studying your past battles and I’ll admit it, you’ve been decent. I say decent because you’re been lacking worthily competitors. Your last couple of wins have been totally lame! Look at me though… I am coming off of another team over the Jason’s and their Beast-like partner on the last Meltdown. Why the hell wouldn’t I boost with a win over the self-proclaimed Legacy Champion? He can say whatever he wants about being champion, but just because he’s walking away smelling musky and dirty with the title doesn’t make him a champion. Oh wait, speaking of being musky and smelly, aren’t you like from a trailer park down in North Carolina?”
He raises his right hand to his forehead and salutes to the camera.
Christian Taylor: “Who’s dodging your ass, Sutton? Huh? Huh? I can’t hear you! You might think it’s cute to make it seem like you’re so invincible people are just so afraid to challenge you for the championship. But guess what bucko!? Nobody is dodging you! In case your little egotistical ass isn’t up on the times in the company, I just came off of a SEXIFIED victory over the Legacy Champion and it was raining GOLDEN all over those mother fuckers! Now, tell me again I’m trying to dodge your ass! Tell me, brother! I’ve been talking about stepping out from my tag team for a moment and stride for the NAW’s Horizon Championship. Who will be a hotter Horizon Champion? ME! That’s who!”
Christian Taylor: “You can brag about all your about to break triple digits and how you’re one of the greatest Horizon Champions in the history of North America Wrestling. It all sounds like a bunch of hot air! If you were a hot air balloon, people would pay you their life savings to soar the skies because of the gas sneaks out of you! You should be starting to polish up that baby because honey, I’m coming for it! After my victory over you on this episode of Meltdown in front of the Salt Lake City crowd, Edric Hayes is going to do the RIGHT thing and place me in a match against you for your precious little title!”
He pats his hand over his chest and grins.
Christian Taylor: “But guess what!? I am the only star on the roster who can brag about what he has because I’m MISTER FREAKING INTERNATIONAL! You can talk about all my photoshoots you want because these people are always going to pay to see me pose! When I add that Horizon Championship to my waist, my stock is going to even increase tenfold! It’s going to be my face you see whenever you look over at your empty shoulder. When you’re crying over spilt milk before your status has been wrecked, it is going to be my face you remember! That is just how I roll, baby boy!”
He starts to roll his wrists in front of him as he winks. He raises his forearms up and start wiggling his fingers.
Christian Taylor: “You can bad mouth Power Trip all you want, but you just hate what you can’t be! Hell, can’t be? You just can’t BEAT us! You hate me because I’m young, experienced, instilled with tons of sex-appeal, and one talented mother fucker! You can only dream about being in the presences of Power Trip, but they wouldn’t give you an alliance to call your own even if you were HOMELESS! Oh wait, my bad you’re already homeless! At least damn near homeless in your little one-bedroom trailer apart of HICKTOWN, North Carolina! WHITE TRASH ALERT!”
He cups his hands up to his mouth and yells at toward the camera.
Christian Taylor: “So before you want to run your mouth, you might want to check your ass and wipe it real good because your shit stinks too much for you to calling anybody else’s stench. But, but, but, after I beat you on this episode of Salt Lake City and then in a couple of weeks after Edric makes me YOUR new number one contender, there will be no doubt in your little head that you are nothing more than my lackey! Enjoy holding my jock strap because I am going to diminish your self-worth! After losing to the SEX POD not once, but TWICE, you will have no doubt about your lack of abilities to take on Jason Phoenix for his newly won Legacy Championship after St. Valentine’s Massacre. That is some true shit, so suck on these nuts because after I rain my GOLDEN SHOWERS down onto you… that will be the only thing you are capable of doing!”
He slaps his hand over his crotch and grabs a handful as he starts to thrust it repeatedly while sticking his tongue.
Christian Taylor: “Don’t hate me because I’m prettier than you, but hate me because your girlfriend wants me! Don’t worry I’m not trying to get with the woman; I like my women that aren’t quite hippy.
The beautiful wife of Crystal Taylor with her hands on her hips strut up beside her husband. She lifts her right hand on Christian’s shoulder and lifts her head up.
Crystal Taylor: “Lily Mae, sweetheart let’s just be careful where you put your hands and eyes because you go anywhere near MY man, and you’re going to feel a HEARTBREAKER that will be heard worldwide!”
She snaps her fingers and purses her lips. She starts juggling her breasts as she bats her eyelashes seductively.
Crystal Taylor: “Honey, I don’t mind putting a girl in check to prove a point and this point is that the Taylor’s are calling the shots now! You should just stay in the back and mind your own business because this has nothing to do with you. This is about my husband showing your husband and Edric Hayes he’s ready for that title your husband is running into the damn ground!”
She widens her mouth and rolls her eyes.
Crystal Taylor: “Meltdown is going to be ohhh sssooooo GOOOORRRRGGGEEEEOOOUUUSSSS when my husband scores a SEXIFIED victory!”
She slouches over and places her hand across her mouth as she blows a kiss to the cameras. The scene fades to black with the Taylor’s hugging each other with a single arm while glaring at the lens.