Tonight had been the night of the Royal Rumble, after a successful defeat over The Rock, Chris was back in his locker room gathering up his gear to leave the arena. After packing everything, he picked up the small camcorder, which he now carried with him everywhere.
"Look's like I wont be needing you anymore." He remarked glumly, as though on cue Chris's cell phone rang shortly after his sentence.
"Talk to me." He said into the phone.
"Don't talk, just listen." A voice returned bringing a smile to the man's face. His informer had a leak. "Tonight, there's going to be a little jiggy action taking place in one of the back room's."
"Who's going to be there?" Jericho said, breaking the rule of the game. Instantly the other man hung up. "Damnit!"
The smile on his face grew wider, another tape would soon be added to his little collection.
"I just wonder who it will be." Jericho mumbled, picking his things up to take them out to his rental car. "Who."
"Who what?" Someone said from the door leading into the room.
"Huh?" Chris said glancing up to see Rikishi standing there, still in his ring attire. "Oh, someone had to been in my locker room. My watch is gone."
"You to Chris man?" The big man asked, Chris nodded in return. "Stephanie had a ring stolen out of her room earlier tonight!"
"Well, guess we'll just have to be on the lookout, huh?"
"Guess so." He said then walked away from the room, Chris waited a few moments before leaving as well.
"So Steph lost one of her little rings?" Jericho thought, remembering the lie he had told about his watch. "Not like the princess couldn't buy a new one."
Shaking his head Chris loaded his car up then, along with his camera, snuck back inside of the arena, heading toward the back, where he had hoped to catch some action. A quick glance at a clock hanging in the hallway alerted Chris that it was only midnight, which ment if anything was going to happen it may still be awhile.
Slipping into the men's restroom, Chris hid within one of the stalls. Willing to wait until daybreak if needed, inside.
A soft thump, gave away the party that was taking place somewhere in the arena. Jericho listened??aiting for the music to catch his ears.
Oh my god Becky, look at her butt It's so big She looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends Who understands those rap guys They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute I mean her butt It's just so big I can't believe it's so round It's just out there I mean, it's gross Look, she's just so back
"Who the hell is that?" He mused as he left the bathroom and followed the sound. The closer he got to the room, the more voice's he heard.
"We can't do this here! You heard what Paul said!" Someone hissed.
"I know! But I'm tired of waiting! It's been two weeks since I got any!" A second voice replied.
"Alright, all right. Me to, but you don't see me crying about it." The first one retorted. "We'll give it ten minutes. After that we got to go."
Chris grinned, ten minutes, he could get enough video with that.
Now coming up to the room, which held the secret inside, Chris pulled out his camcorder from its case and turned it on.. Slowly he creeped up to doorway, sliding the camera in slowly in the open doorway.
They're sat, tied up, Nora Greenwald, Mark Callaway and Stacy Keibler. The trio sat grinning up at the man before them.
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung
Wanna pull up tough, Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh, baby I wanna get with ya. And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me. But that butt you got ... Make Me so horney
Ooh, rump of smooth skin
You say you wanna get in my benz. Well use me use me cuz you aint that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'. The hell with romancin'
"No wonder why." Chris said quietly, for there stood Rikishi his wrestling attire still on. However the seat of his outfit had been pushed deep within the crack of his ass, letting the two big cheeks hang loosely in the air.
"Ooooh Hurry!" Nora begged of him. "I need one so bad."
Rikishi grinned at the woman, putting his ass by her face and then giving it two slaps on each side to make it jiggle.
"Yessss." The woman moaned of joy.
"Hey! I'm supposed to go first this time!" Mark yelled at Nora. Nora looked at Mark and stuck her tongue out.
"I don't care!"
"Your lucky I'm tied up girl." Mark replied threatening. Rikishi frowned.
"You argue over who goes first?" He asked them. "I tell you who goes first!"
Instantly he moved in front of Stacy, shaking his rear just as he had done for Nora.
"She no argues!" The big man said then backed it up, covering the leggy blondes face.
Stacy squealed of pleasure as Rikishi rubbed her face, trying to take it as deep she would go.
Chris nearly gagged at the site, someone actually enjoying a Stink face? Still he taped on, listening to the music as it played in the background.
I wanna get you home
And UH, double up UH UH
I aint talkin bout playboy
Cuz silicone parts were made for toys
I wannem real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mixalot's in trouble
Beggin for a piece of that bubble
As the song neared it's end, Chris watched as Nora received her stink face then as Mark enjoyed his. Finally, having enough, Chris left the doorway and headed towards the front door, cursing himself for having this dreaded hobby.
Sure there would be a lot of blackmail, but what would that get you if you got sick filming it?
So ladies if the butt is round
And you wanna triple X throw down
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT and kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back