Joining the WWE

Chapter 6
The Surprise

When she got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself, she headed to her bedroom to eat and get dressed.
But all Terry saw was flowers!
Red and white roses covered every available surface.
The air was heady with the scent and Terry's now-hazel eyes were wide with shock.
She headed over the where she had left her food and found two notes, from both Dave and Glen.
Glen's read: Hope you don't wear any underwear at the signing!
Dave's read: Wear something sexy for the signing!
Terry just stood rooted to the spot, almost not believing what was happening to her.
Then she started moving with a purpose. She was going to give both men a dose of their own medicine!

Dave was sitting at the table, wondering when Terry was going to show up. Both he and Glen had arranged it so she was sitting between them.
He was smiling at a little boy who was next in line, gazing at him with awe on his face. Then he heard quite a few people gasp and point right behind him.
He turned and his jaw dropped!
There was Terry, decked out in full native warrior regalia, complete with war paint, stalking towards the table with a purpose, her green eyes glinting out of the black makeup.
He risked a glance at Glen and saw that he was just as poleaxed.
Terry just watched everyone's faces, glad she had decided on warrior gear instead of the white doeskin dress.
As it was, she was already feeling quite warm with the leather leggings and loin cloth. Thank the gods she could wear a flesh colored tank top under the bone bead chest plate. She could just imagine how hot the dress would have been.
She moved to sit between Glen and Dave, ignoring them.
People started to come to her section of the table, figuring out who she was.
More than one child was either in awe or just plain scared of her. But she was careful not to try and make any kids cry.
For the most part, people were mostly curious and asked what tribe she was from.
Terry would smile at that and say the Algonquins, from Canada.
When the signing was over, Terry couldn't wait to see what Dave and Glen would say.
But she wouldn't find out for quite some time.
Shane McMahon was there and he drew her aside, knowing how his father felt about her as a protégé.
"Why didn't you wear this for your first appearance?"
"I wasn't sure what to wear for that. Besides, I was wearing this outfit today just to see what people would think of it so I could wear it for the show."
"You're starting to sound like my father," Shane said, half-admiring the small woman, and half in lust.
He shook himself out of it, reminding himself that he didn't go after women his father had handpicked, no matter how enticing!
"Thanks, though I definitely do not want to go into the corporate part of the business. I like where I am just fine," Terry said with a smile, encouraging Shane to smile back.
They talked for a little longer, letting Glen and Dave talk quickly and get away before they both blew it and jumped her together.
Finally, Terry was able to get going, reluctantly agreeing to talk to Vince about a wardrobe change from her current outfit in the ring.
But she took it with a grain of salt, knowing she had affected the two men.
She was going to start playing the game her way, instead of to their rules.
They would not know what hit them!

Dave was lying down in his hotel room, wondering when to go surprise Terry in her room. Both he and Glen had agreed that it was his night with the little spitfire.
He started at a knock on the door and he got up to see who it was.
When he opened the door, there was no one in the hall. He glanced both ways and his eyes fell on a red rose propped up against the wall across from his door.
He took a couple of steps and picked up the flower, so intent on it that he didn't see the small figure sneak around the corner and slip into his room carrying a fairly large bag.
He looked around again and shrugged, heading back into his room, closing and locking the door.
He never heard her come up behind him.

Terry moved on silent feet behind Dave, waiting until he was close to the bed.
She then attacked, knocking him face first onto the bed and jumping onto his back.
She smiled at his surprised yell as her arm snaked around his neck, holding him in a loose sleeper hold, her knees digging into his back.
"I got to see the Animal unleashed, now it's my turn to show you how Savage I can be," Terry growled in Dave's ear, feeling his body relax underneath her.
Dave was smiling, trying not to get too excited at what Terry was saying.
Then he wasn't smiling any longer as Terry applied pressure around his neck and he realized too late that she could knock him out.
He passed out and Terry moved off of him and pushed him onto his back.
She took a couple of sets of handcuffs out of her jeans pocket and cuffed him to the head board, his arms raised enticingly above his head.
While she waited for him to wake up, she went exploring around his room, lighting up the candles that she had brought with her.
Then she took out her hunting knife, testing the edges for sharpness and sat down on the bed to wait.
She didn't have to wait too long!
Dave came to quickly, trying to sit up and found he couldn't move his arms.
His eyes went to his wrists and saw the glint of metal in the candlelight.
Terry laughed at his shocked look, bringing Dave's eyes to her. Her smile widened when he saw the double-bladed hunting knife.
"Told you I could be savage when I wanted to, Dave."
"Get these cuffs off me, little spitfire," Dave growled menacingly.
"Not until I want to, big guy," Terry said with a smirk.
"And that might not be for a while yet. It's my turn to take control," she said while climbing onto his prone body.
She raised the knife to the bottom of his shirt.
"What are you doing, Terry? Don't even think it, this is one of my favorite shirts."
"I can always get you another shirt, Dave. I want you to know I mean business. Now, hold still, I don't want to knick this pretty hide of yours, since I'm quite fond of it," she said with an evil smile.
She sliced the shirt up to his neck, then slowly cut along his arms, freeing his upper body.
She sat up and admired her handiwork, then leaned close to the head board, sinking the blade in with a loud thunk, making Dave jump.
She sat back and smiled at him, wiggling her hips, feeling his cock spring to life.
Then she thought of Glen in this position as well and her smile grew.
Both men were going to pay, BIG TIME!