The Contest
by Shelly

Chapter 1

Samantha walked into the arena, showing the pass to the security guard at the door. She entered the long hall that led to the superstars’ locker rooms and looked around. Clearly she was lost and this did not go unnoticed by a group of young men chatting at the end of the hall.

"Damn," Sabin said eyeing the blonde haired beauty. Her golden blonde curls came to the middle of her back and bounced when she walked. He admired the tight fitting, curve hugging jeans she wore and the red tank top that allowed just a hint of cleavage. "Looks like Cornette’s hired a new hottie."

Sonjay Dutt, Jay Lethal, Petey Williams and Alex Shelley all turned their attention to where Sabin was staring. They had to agree that she was hot. The men were busy lusting after the new girl when Petey realized that she was coming their way.

"Guys," he said slapping the other men in their chests. "She’s coming this way. Quit drooling and act normal."

"Hi," Samantha said smiling. The men could see that her eyes were a pale blue and sparkled when she smiled. "I’m a bit lost," she said chuckling nervously. "I’m supposed to meet my dad, but I can’t figure out where his locker room is."

"No problem," Petey said smiling. "Who’s your dad?"

"Jerry Lynn," she replied.

"Holy shit," Sojay said choking on his bottled water. Alex slapped him across the back and gave him a warning glare.

"I’ll take you to his locker room," Petey said, glaring over his shoulder at Sonjay. He led her away from the group, slipping an arm around her shoulders as he led the way.

"Who the hell does Petey think he is," Sabin demanded. Obviously he had wanted to show her the way when Petey swooped in. "He acts like he’s God’s gift to women!"

"That’s what you’re worried about," Sonjay replied. "Hello?! Where the hell did Jerry Lynn get such a gorgeous daughter?"

"Oh, you know, at the daughter store," Lethal replied, slapping Sonjay upside the head.

"Seriously, Sonjay, do we need to explain the birds and bees to you," Alex replied. "You see when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much…" He trailed off scratching his head. "How does the rest of the speech go, Jay?"

"I swear, I’m surrounded by morons," Lethal muttered under his breath, rubbing his temples.

"How old do you think she is," Sabin asked, watching her walk away with Petey.

"Chris, don’t," Lethal replied. "She’s off limits. She’s Jerry’s kid. No way in hell he’d approved of her getting involved with you…or Petey for that matter."

"Who says daddy has to know," Sabin replied with a smirk.

"This is going end badly for you," Lethal replied with a sigh.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"So, Jerry never told us he had a lovely daughter," Petey said, his eyes resting on her chest as they stood outside Jerry Lynn's locker room door.

"My eyes are up here," Samantha said chuckling. "Yeah, dad and I had a falling out when I was in high school, but we’ve just recently reconciled. My mom's passing really brought us closer together."

"That’s good," Petey said and then frowned. "I mean not about your mom. I'm really sorry about that." She nodded, trying not to cry. "I’m sorry I’ve upset you. Let’s change the subject. So, how old are you?"

"Twenty," Samantha replied smiling. "I’m Samantha, by the way."

"Petey," he replied smiling. "Listen, if you don’t have plans with your dad after the show, would you like to come hang out with me and my friends?"

"I probably shouldn’t," Samantha replied. "I don't really think my dad would approve."

"But you're a grown woman," Petey said. "And I could sure use the company of a lovely lady such as yourself."

"Hit the bricks, Williams," Jerry said opening the locker room door upon hearing voices outside.

"Right, Jerry," Petey said. "Samantha is lovely, by the way."

Jerry smiled at his daughter, pulling her into his arms and kissing the crown of her head. "She looks more like her mother everyday," he said. Samantha hugged her father giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Thanks for taking me here, Petey," Samantha said smiling at him.

"Think about my offer," Petey said smiling as he backed away from them.

"What was that about," Jerry asked her.

"Petey asked if I wanted to go hang out with him and his friends after the show," she replied.

"I hope you told him no," Jerry replied leading the way into his locker room.

"Not exactly," she replied. Jerry looked at her and sighed. "Dad, I know you still think of me as that teenage girl who told you to get out of her life, but I’m twenty now. I’m a woman."

"Well, forgive me for still seeing you as my little girl," Jerry replied. "You’re my daughter and I’ve seen how those jokers treat women. Forgive me for not wanting you to go through that." He sighed loudly and plopped down on the bench to put on his boots.

"Dad," Samantha said sitting down next to him. "I’m not going to sleep with any of them."

"Oh God," Jerry said, shaking his head. "Can I just think of you as my innocent, untouched little girl?"

Samantha chuckled. "Dad, I lost my…" She was silenced by a finger over her lips.

"I don’t want to know," Jerry said. "As far as I’m concerned you’re a virgin. Got it?" She nodded, smiling. "All right, I have a match. If you want to go hang out with Petey and the others you can, BUT you are NOT to go anywhere alone with any of them. Understood?"

"Yes, dad," Samantha said, rolling her eyes. "Be careful out there, kay?"

"I will be," Jerry said smiling. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before exiting the locker room.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Petey made his way back to his friends, a wide smile plastered on his face. Sabin glared at him. "What’s your problem, Chris," he asked.

"I saw her first," Sabin replied.

"Well, I think Samantha would prefer some Grade A quality Canadian Bacon," Petey replied chuckling.

"Yeah," Sabin replied. "Care to make a wager on it?"

"Guys," Lethal interjected. "Don’t do this."

"I bet you that I can get me some of that hot piece of ass before you can even get to first base with her," Petey replied.

"Oh, you’re on," Sabin said holding out his hand.

"What do I get if I win," Petey asked, hesitating to seal the deal.

"Winner gets one night of unbelievable sex with that hot ass chick," Sabin replied as if Petey were incredibly stupid.

"Deal," Petey said finally shaking Sabin’s hand.

Lethal stood there, rubbing his temples again. "This is going to end very badly for the both of you," he muttered. "I really need to find some new friends."

Chapter 2

While her father was in the ring Samantha decided to wander around the back. It had been quite a few years since she had been to a wrestling show. Even longer since she had met her father at his locker room.

She had just rounded the corner to the catering area when she spotted two familiar faces. Smiling she went over to the two men. "Hey Scott, Terry," she said smiling wide.

"I’m sorry," Rhino said, trying to be pleasant to the woman before him. "Do we know you?"

"Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten me already," she frowned. "Surely you remember me, Scott."

"Can’t say that I do," Raven replied, taking in her curves. "But I wish I did. Did we happen to spend a lovely evening together."

"Ew! Scott! It’s me! Sammy," Samantha replied.

Raven’s cheeks flushed bright red. "Oh shit! Sammy? Sammy Lynn?"

"Yes," Samantha replied. "Ew! I can’t believe you were flirting with me!" Rhino couldn't help laughing at the shade of deep crimson Raven’s cheeks had turned.

"Come here, sweety," Rhino said standing, still chuckling at Raven. "Give me a big hug." Samantha did. "I can’t believe what a beautiful young woman you’ve become."

"Good genes, I guess," Samantha replied. "Do I get a hug from my Uncle Scotty or is he still being a nasty old letch?"

"Give me a break, kid," Raven said standing to hug her. "I haven’t seen you in a few years." He pulled Samantha into an awkward hug, still embarrassed about flirting with her.

"And it’s been about that long since he last got laid," Rhino teased. Raven punched him in the arm, which only made him laugh harder.

"So, what have you been up to, Sammy," Raven asked as they all took seats.

"Well, I’m in college now," she replied. "Studying veterinary science."

"You always did love animals," Rhino commented.

"Right now I’m on spring break," she said. "I thought I’d come see my dad down here."

"Well, that’s good," Raven said. "It’s good to see you two back on speaking terms."

Rhino nodded. "You have no idea how hard it was on him when you cut him out of your life, honey."

"I can imagine," Samantha replied. "It’s wasn't a cake walk for me either. I was young and stubborn." She sighed. "We’re getting along now though and that’s all that matters."

"I’m telling you, Devon," Ray yelled as they passed by the table where Rhino, Raven and Samantha sat. "If we do it my way it will get a bigger pop."

"Hey fellas," Raven called. "Look who’s here." Raven leaned over to Samantha and whispered, "Let’s see if they recognize you."

Ray and Devon stopped arguing and looked at Samantha. Ray could recognize something about her, but just couldn’t place her. Devon stared at her a few moments before making the connection.

"Don’t tell me that this is little Sammy Lynn," Devon asked.

"That would be me," Samantha said standing to go hug the men.

"Look at how grown up you are," Ray said. "Damn it’s good to see you."

"Where’s Spike," Samantha asked.

"Uh..he’s known as Runt here," Ray replied. Devon nodded, both men clearly not in love with their "brother’s" new name.

"Runt," Samantha replied crinkling her nose. "Poor Matt."

"He seems to be coping with it," Ray replied shrugging. "He’s not here tonight."

"Well, give him my love," Samantha said.

"We will, baby girl," Devon said. He spotted LAX waiting for them down the hall. "We gotta go."

"It was great seeing you again, honey," Ray said smiling. Samantha waved as the two men headed down to speak to their opponents for the night.

"We gotta get going too," Raven said. "I need to speak to my boys about their match tonight."

"Yeah, I need to find AJ," Rhino said.

"All right, guys," Samantha said. "I’ll see ya around."

"Bet on it," both men said smiling as they left.

Samantha could hear Rhino teasing Raven about flirting with her and she had to chuckle. Shaking her head she wandered down the hall, taking in the hustling people and wrestlers stretching and chatting away. As she was wandering she ran in Chris Sabin, who had just gotten a soda from the machine at the end of the hall.

"Lost again," he asked, smirking. Petey was nowhere in sight and this would be the perfect time to try to win Samantha over.

"No, just wandering around a little while I wait for dad," Samantha replied with a chuckle. "You’re friends with Petey, right?"

"More like he’s friends with me. I’m Chris, by the way," Sabin replied.

"Samantha," she replied.

"Would you be interested in hanging out with me and my friends in our locker room," he asked.

Samantha thought about what her father had said to her about not going anywhere alone with Sabin and the others. "I guess so," she replied. He did say that his friends would be in the locker room as well so technically she would not be alone with him.

"Great," Sabin said slinging an arm around her shoulders and leading her toward the locker room he shared with the others. "You’ll love the guys. They’re a little on the wacky side, but they’re nice."

He led her to the locker room at the end of the hall. Just as they opened the door they heard Sonjay yell, "Damn, Alex, that was rancid! Give a guy some warning next time you let one rip!"

"Like you never fart," Shelley replied. "I seem to remember a certain Playa from the Himalayas stinking me, Jay and Petey out just last week."

"Damn, Alex," Petey exclaimed covering his nose with his shirt. "That’s worse than when you dared me to eat that rotten apple!"

Lethal burst out laughing. "It smelled like something had crawled up your ass and died, Petey!"

"That wasn’t the worst of it," Petey replied. "I had diarrhea for a week!"

"I know," Lethal replied. "I roomed with you, remember?" Petey chuckled. "I told you not to take the damn bed by the window. All I heard all night was ‘Jay, I’m not gonna make it!’ If I hadn’t been asleep I think he would have killed me with the smell!"

Sabin cleared his throat having heard enough from his friends. Normally he would have joined in on the conversation, but he was sure the talk was grossing Samantha out. "Guys, there’s a lady present."

"Oh shit," Petey said, his cheeks turning bright red. "Samantha, how much of that did you hear?"

"All of it," Samantha replied with a chuckle. "Don’t worry boys I have three younger brothers. I’m used to fart jokes and any other gross talk you can think of. Jakey, Mikey and Darryl are little vikings."

"So, you’re not grossed out," Shelley asked.

"No," Samantha replied taking a seat on the bench between Petey and Sonjay. Sabin cursed inwardly, having wanted Samantha to sit with him. "Actually I think the whole diarrhea story was kind of funny." Petey blushed again. "Oh, don’t be embarrassed, Petey."

"You think that’s funny," Sonjay said laughing as he shot a devious look at Petey. "I should tell you about the time Jay, Chris and I put laxative in Petey’s water bottle."

Sabin, Sonjay, Shelley and Lethal all burst out laughing. Petey shot them all death glares. Samantha couldn’t help joining in the laughter, simply because Petey was slowly turning the color of a fire engine.

"Do tell," Samantha said, still chuckling.

"It was right before Petey’s match against Jay at the No Surrender pay-per-view," Sonjay explained. "We were hanging out in the locker room and Chris decided that it would be a good idea to mess with Petey’s water."

"Right before a match," Samantha chuckled and then noticed that Petey had gone from being embarrassed to being pissed. "Guys, that’s not good."

"You swore to me that you had no idea whose idea the rib was," Petey said, shooting daggers at Sabin.

"Come on, Petey," Sabin replied. "It was all in good fun."

Petey stood and grabbed Sabin by the shirt collar, pinning him up against the lockers. "Good fun? I spent three hours in the hospital that night getting rehydrated, asshole," Petey said through gritted teeth.

"It was Sonjay who actually put the laxatives in your water," Sabin groaned. "He’s the one who gave you the damn overdose!"

"You put the idea into his head," Petey said slamming Sabin up against the lockers, making him strike his head hard. When Petey let him go he slumped to the ground.

"Chris," Samantha gasped and knelt beside him. She pulled his head into her lap. "Are you all right?"

Sabin came face to face with her breasts. "I’m better now," he muttered, a goofy grin on his face as he admired the view.

"What," Samantha asked.

"He’s staring at your jugs," Shelley replied with a chuckle.

"What," Samantha repeated and saw the expression on Sabin’s face and where his eyes were. "You bastard," she exclaimed dropping his head to the floor.

"Ow," Sabin cried as his head hit the concrete "Petey’s been staring at your ass," he exclaimed out of desperation to not be the bad guy.

Samantha spun on her heel and glared at Petey, who looked stunned. "Is that true," she demanded. Petey sputtered incoherently. "Is it?"

"He was," Lethal said with a sigh and cringed when she closed the distance between herself and Petey, slapping him across the face.

"Now I know why my father didn’t want me to go near you jerks," she exclaimed before storming out of their locker room.

She made her way back to her father’s locker room, fuming. She entered the locker room, slamming the door behind her. Lynn had showered and was clad in his jeans, toweling his hair dry.

"What happened, honey," he asked, seeing how upset his daughter was.

"You were so right about those jerks," she said pacing.

"What did they do," Lynn asked, tossing the towel aside and stopping her from wearing a hole in the floor. He was fighting to remain calm, but he wanted to rip them limb from limb at the moment.

Samantha took a deep breath to calm herself down and told him about what Sabin and Petey had done. "Can I go wait in the car for you, dad," she asked. "I don’t want to run into those jokers again."

"Good idea," Lynn said handing her the keys. "I’ll be out in a little while. There’s something I need to take care of before I leave tonight."

"All right," Samantha replied accepting the keys and heading out of the locker room.

Lynn watched his daughter leave before slipping on his T-shirt and heading out of the locker room. He made his way to the locker room that the five younger men shared. Kicking the door open he glared at the men, who were stunned by the door bursting open.

"Sonjay, Alex, Jay," he said strangely calm for the way he felt inside. "I suggest you get lost now."

"Right, Jerry," Lethal said grabbing Sonjay and Shelley and heading out of the locker.

"Look, Jerry, I can explain," Sabin began. He was cut off by Lynn’s hand being clamped around his neck.

"Shut it, Sabin," Lynn growled. "You have anything to say?" He glared at Petey.

"No, sir," Petey replied and he too found himself in Lynn’s iron grip.

"If you two ever come near my daughter again," Lynn said, tightening his grip on both men’s necks. "I will kill the both of you with my bare hands. Understood?"

"Yes, Jerry," the both choked out.

"Good," Lynn said before heading out of the locker room to meet up with his daughter at the car.

"Dude," Petey said massaging his now sore throat. "The contest is SO off."

"I’m surprised at you, Petey," Sabin replied, also rubbing his sore throat. "You would give up so easily?"

"You heard what Jerry said," Petey replied.

"So, we apologize to Samantha and make sure she either tells dear old dad that we’re not so bad or get her to sneak around behind his back. Either way it’s a win-win situation."

"I love how your mind works, Sabin," Petey said smiling.

Chapter 3

"Are you sure about this, Chris," Alex Shelley asked as he and Sonjay pulled up in front of Jerry Lynn’s house. "I mean, Jerry was pretty pissed last night." He had been talking to Sabin on the phone.

"It’ll work," Sabin replied. "Just remember to stay calm and don’t let Jerry intimidate you. He’s mad at Petey and me, not you and Sonjay."

"Shouldn’t Jay be doing this," Alex asked. "He’s the one Jerry hates the least."

"Jay refuses to help a couple of friends," Sabin replied glaring at Jay Lethal.

"I am not going to have anything to do with you and Petey trying to get laid," Lethal replied. Sabin flipped him off. "Oh that’s real mature."

"Just go talk to Jerry," Sabin said before hanging up.

"Well, Sonjay, looks like it’s up to me and you," Alex said closing his phone and pocketing it as he stepped out of the car.

"Oh, we are SO screwed," Sonjay said. Alex chuckled and nodded as they headed up the steps to the Lynn house and rang the doorbell.

Jerry Lynn answered the door, his smile turning into a frown. "What do you two want," he demanded.

Alex hesitated a moment and Sonjay nudged him. "We’d like to take Samantha out for lunch," Alex finally said.

"Did Sabin and Williams send you," Lynn asked, eying them suspiciously.

"No," Alex replied a little too quickly. Jerry eyed him suspiciously again.

"Who is it, dad," Samantha asked coming to the door. She spotted the two men and sighed. "What do you two want?"

"We’d like to take you to lunch," Sonjay said smiling.

"Will Chris or Petey be there," she asked.

"Of course.." Alex slapping a hand over his mouth cut Sonjay short.

"No," Alex said. "It’ll just be you, Sonjay and I."

"Well…"

"You’re not seriously considering this, Samantha," Jerry asked.

"Dad, I love you to pieces and spending time with Erika and Annabell is great, but maybe I should hang out with people closer to my own age once in a while," Samantha said.

Jerry glared at Alex and Sonjay. "If I hear about you two pulling anything like the other jokers did.."

"We swear we won’t do anything to upset you, Jerry," Alex said, his hand still clamped over Sonjay’s mouth. "We’re just going to lunch and to hang out for a while. Nothing is going to happen to your precious little girl."

"It better not," Jerry said giving Samantha a kiss on the forehead. "You call me if anything and I’ll come get you, got it?"

"Yeah," Samantha replied with a smile. She grabbed her jacket and purse and headed out the door with Alex and Sonjay.

"I can’t believe that worked," Sonjay said as they got in the car.

"You guys actually think you got away with something," Samantha chuckled from the back seat. "I know you’re taking me someplace where Petey and Chris are waiting."

"And you agreed to come willingly," Alex asked. "And here I thought it was my charm that won you over."

"Sorry, Alex," Samantha replied. "The truth is, since last night I have wanted to see Chris and Petey."

"You have," Sonjay asked. "But we thought you hated their guts."

"Well, I did, but now that I’ve had some time to cool off…I don’t know," Samantha replied with a shrug. "It did make me feel good to know that two guys find me that attractive. I guess I'm so used to everyone looking at me as Jerry Lynn's little girl. It felt odd to have two guys look at me as a woman."

"They’re not the only ones," Alex muttered making Samantha laugh.

"So, where are we headed," she asked, leaning forward between the two seats.

"A little place I like to call Casa de Shelley," Alex replied smiling.

"Your house," Samantha replied. "You said you were taking me out to lunch. Out means a restaurant."

"Technically you are going to be out," Sonjay corrected. "Relax, it’s a barbecue. You’ll have a good time and have some awesome food."

"Are you guys cooking it because you hardly seem like the types to be good cooks," Samantha commented. "As a matter of fact I think I should call a hazmat team to disinfect the area before I even arrive."

"That really hurts," Alex replied. "I take great pride in keeping my home clean."

"You mean you pay someone to take great pride in keeping your home clean," Sonjay corrected. Samantha couldn’t help laughing.

"You know you can be a real pest when you wanna be," Alex said.

"Thanks for noticing," Sonjay replied. Samantha just shook her head, chuckling at the two.

Soon they arrived at Alex’s house. "Welcome to Casa de Shelley," he said helping Samantha out of the car.

"If you keep referring to it like that I’m going to have to slap you upside the head," she replied.

"I’d pay to see that," Sonjay exclaimed.

"We all would," Lethal said coming out of the house to greet Samantha. "How you doing today, Sam?"

"Fine," she replied. "And it’s Samantha. Only my friends call me Sam. I don’t know you well enough to allow you to call me Sam, Jay."

"Ouch," Alex said with a chuckle. Lethal shoved Alex into the house in front of him. Samantha and Sonjay just chuckled as they followed the men into the house.

"Hey," Petey said smiling as he looked up from the grill. "I didn’t think I’d see you here, Samantha."

"Well, Alex and Sonjay were very convincing with their pleading," Samantha replied. "Listen, Petey, about last night…"

"Yeah," Petey said closing the grill. "About that…I have no excuse for my behavior. I’m really sorry. I hope you can forgive me for being such an ass."

"I guess I can forgive you," Samantha replied. "Clean slate?" She held out her hand for him.

"Clean slate," Petey replied shaking her hand.

"Samantha," Sabin said smiling wide as he carried out bowls of chips and dip to place on the table. "Glad to see you’re not holding a grudge about last night."

"Petey and I were just talking about that," she replied.

"I just wanted to say how sorry I am about last night," Sabin said seeing that Petey had already apologized. "What I did was completely appalling and I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me."

"Well, since Petey and I are on a clean slate…I see no reason why you and I can’t be as well, Chris," she said holding out her hand.

"Clean slate," he said smiling and shaking her hand. "So, are the burgers almost ready?" He watched as she went to speak to Lethal, Sonjay and Alex.

"Yeah," Petey replied, smiling at Sabin and wriggling his eyebrows, knowing that the contest was back on track. He knew that Samantha would be his when all was said and done. Sabin just didn’t stand a chance.

Chapter 4

Soon they were all sitting down to eat. Lethal sat back as Petey and Sabin made fools of themselves giving Samantha food to eat. All he could do was shake his head and chuckle.

"You have to try these burgers," Petey said. "They’re my secret recipe." He piled a couple of burgers onto her place.

"I picked out the hot dogs, though," Sabin said. "You have to try those." He piled some hot dogs on her plate.

"Boys," she said looking at her plate with a chuckle. Amongst the various salads she had a pile of burgers and hot dogs. "I said I was hungry, but not that hungry."

"Let me help you with that," Alex said taking two of the hot dogs and some macaroni salad.

"Me too," Sonjay said swiping a burger and some potato salad.

"Hungry men, huh," Samantha asked and chuckled when Sonjay smiled at her, his mouth full of potato salad.

"That’s attractive," Lethal said shaking his head.

"Oh lighten up, Jay," Samantha said smiling. "He’s just a little boy. He doesn’t know any better." Everyone couldn’t help laughing at the comment.

"So, Samantha," Alex asked. "How come you’re so much older than Erika and Annabell?"

"They’re only my half sisters," Samantha replied. "I’m kind of the product of a one night stand."

Sabin crinkled his nose. "I think it’d be best if we didn’t think of Jerry having a one night stand."

Samantha laughed. "I was pissed about it when I was in high school because I found out that my parents had been lying to me all my life," she said sighing. "They had told me that they divorced before I was born."

"Is that why you and your dad stopped talking," Petey asked.

"Partly," Samantha replied. "The other reason is because I felt he wanted nothing to do with me. He spent so much time on the road and when he wasn’t on the road he was home with Erika and his new wife. I felt left out." She sighed. "It’s silly now, but that’s how I felt when I was younger."

No one really knew what to say or do after that. They finished their meal in silence. Both Petey and Sabin were formulating plans to get her all to themselves.

"So, let’s get some music going," Samantha said once the meal was over. "I need to dance some of those calories off."

"You heard the lady," Sabin called to Alex, who was bringing a radio outside. Samantha took the radio and set it on the table, turning it on and flipping through the stations until she found an old Britney Spears song playing. She began to dance, shaking her hips and running her hands through her hair.

Sabin, Petey, Alex and Sonjay all watched, practically drooling over her. Lethal was trying to be the mature one, but he too had to admit that she looked very sexy shaking her hips to the music. He tried to keep it to himself, unlike his friends.

"I’d like to hit her baby one more time," Alex said, fanning himself. Lethal just shot him a disgusted look.

"That would imply that you hit that in the first place," Sonjay replied.

"It’s kind of hot out here," Samantha commented, pulling her hair up off her neck and fixing it in to a sloppy bun. "Do you guys mind if I take off my shirt?"

"I’m sorry," Petey asked, not quite sure if he had heard her correctly.

"I have a bikini top on under this," she chuckled. "Do you mind if I take off my shirt?"

"Go right ahead," Sabin commented. Samantha slipped the tank top she had been wearing off over her head and set it on the back of a nearby chair. She wore a white bikini top with a cherry pattern on it.

"Damn," Petey muttered.

"Wonder if anyone’s popped her cherry yet," Sabin commented. Lethal shot him a disgusted look and shook his head.

Just then Beyonce and Shakira’s "Beautiful Liar" began to play on the radio. "I love this song," Samantha squealed and began to do a belly dance, much like the women in the video did.

"Where did you learn to belly dance," Sonjay asked.

"Took classes," she replied, twirling as she continued to dance. "Care to join me, Sonjay?" He nodded and soon the two were dancing, hips swaying to the beat.

"Oh shit," Petey muttered, realizing that he had a problem arising in his pants. He quickly excused himself to take care of the problem. Sabin and Alex snickered, realizing why Petey was gone.

When the song was over Samantha walked over to the men, a smirk curling her lips. "Did you boys enjoy the show," she asked, taking a sip of lemonade.

"Petey sure did," Sonjay teased as Petey emerged from the house several minutes later.

"Shouldn’t you be helping Alex clean up," Petey asked, shooting daggers at him. He grabbed a stack of plates and was about to head into the house to help with the clean up, but Samantha touched his wrist.

"I was hoping that you and I could sit and talk," she said smiling. "You did the cooking. Let the other guys do the cleaning."

"All right," Petey said leading her over to sit down in a lounge chair. He took a seat next to her. "So, what did you want to talk about?"

"I don’t know," she replied, suddenly at a loss for words.

"Have you had a chance to see your dad in action in TNA," Petey asked.

"Yeah," she replied smiling. You could see how proud she was of her father shining in her eyes. "We were so worried when he injured his shoulder. He thought his career was over."

"Yeah, we never thought we’d see Jerry back in the ring," Petey commented.

"You know what I find amazing," Samantha asked. "That Canadian Destroyer."

Petey smiled. "You’ve watched me in action, huh," he asked.

"Well, my dad is a pioneer of the X Division," she replied. "I’ve seen a few of your matches. I especially love the ones with Chris."

"Well, we trained together," Petey replied. "We know each other, probably better than anyone else."

"You can tell by watching the matches," she replied, inching closer to him.

"Yeah," Petey replied, reaching out and tilting her head up and gazing into her blue eyes.

Meanwhile inside the house Sabin was watching them from the kitchen window. "Damn it," he said kicking the cabinet under the sink. "She’s going to pick Petey."

"You don’t know that," Sonjay said. "Oh shit, is she going to kiss him?"

"Over my dead fucking body," Sabin said rushing out of the house. "Hey..uh…Petey, we need you in the house."

Petey had been leaning in, seizing an opening to kiss Samantha. She was going to allow it to happen until she heard Sabin’s voice. As if reality came jerking back to her, she pulled away from him.

"I should get going," she said standing and pulling her shirt on. "Dad’ll be worried sick if I don’t get home soon."

"You don’t have to go," Petey whimpered as she walked into the house to talk to Alex about a ride home. He turned his gaze to Sabin, who had a self satisfied grin on his face. "I’ll get you for that Sabin," he said.

"You do what you gotta do and I’ll do what I gotta do," Sabin replied with a shrug.

Alex drove Samantha home, chattering about everything and nothing at the same time. She barely heard a word of it, her mind still on what almost happened with Petey. When he pulled up outside the Lynn house she gave him a peck on the cheek and quickly went inside.

"Did you have a good time," Jerry asked. He was sitting in the living room feeding a bottle to Annabell.

"Yeah," Samantha replied. "They’re really nice guys."

"So, where’d they take you," he asked, looking up from the baby.

"To a barbecue at Alex’s house. Before you ask, yes, Petey and Chris were there," she replied nonchalantly. Jerry looked up from his youngest daughter, fury in his eyes. "Don’t give me that look, dad. They apologized and it was heartfelt. They were genuinely sorry for what they had done."

"Samantha, I was serious when I said that I didn’t want you getting involved with those jokers," he replied. "Look, I know you’re thinking that I’m just being an overbearing hard ass, but I don’t want you to get hurt, honey. I know what these boys are capable of. I work with them."

"You act like they use women like toilet paper," Samantha replied sighing.

"They do," he replied setting the now sleeping Annabell down in her cradle. He stood and placed his hands on her shoulders. "They get what they want out of the women and then toss them aside with no remorse. I don’t want you to be one of those women."

"I won’t be, dad," she said meeting his gaze. "I promise you, I won’t. Just please let me make my own decisions about things." She hugged him tightly. "I love you, dad, but I need to be around people closer to my own age while I’m here."

Jerry sighed, knowing that Petey and Sabin had broken their promises to him. He had fully intended to make them pay for that, but hearing his daughter’s pleas made him rethink things. "All right," he said. "But if any one of those boys hurts you in any way I will kill them with my bare hands."

"Thanks, dad," Samantha said standing on her tip toes to place a kiss on his cheek before heading upstairs to change for bed.

"I hope you know what you’re doing, kid," he muttered with a sigh.

Chapter 5

The next afternoon Samantha was sitting on the patio of her father’s house, watching her little sisters playing. Her cell phone rang as she lazily leafed through a magazine and listened to the girls laughing. With a sigh she answered on the third ring.

"Samantha," Sabin asked. "How are you doing, hon?"

"Good," Samantha replied. "What’s up, Chris?"

"I was just wondering if you’d be free to go see a movie and maybe have dinner with me," Sabin asked.

"Sure," Samantha replied smiling. "I have to keep an eye on Erika and Annabell until dad gets back, but I should be free after say…six."

"Great," Sabin said. "I’ll pick you up at seven."

"Great, see you then," Samantha said smiling as she ended the call.

"Who was that," Jerry asked joining her on the patio.

"Chris," she replied looking up at her father. "He’s taking me to a movie and dinner." Jerry made a face and she cut him off before he could say a word. "Dad, remember our deal?" Jerry sighed and nodded.

"All right, I won’t say anything, but you can’t stop me from thinking evil thoughts about that Sabin kid," he said. "I’ll be back as soon as I can. Have fun with your sisters."

"We always do," Samantha replied waving to him as he left.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"I’m telling you, boys," Sabin said to Sonjay and Alex. "Tonight is the night."

"How do you figure," Alex asked.

"I have flowers," Sabin said picking up a bouquet of wildflowers. "We’re going to see some sappy chick flick." He held up a package of tissues. "I have a reservation at a nice, romantic restaurant. With a little champagne in her and then a nice little side trip to a place overlooking the city at night…." He smiled confidently. "She’ll be all over me by the end of the night."

"Damn, you have it all planned, man," Sonjay said. "Teach me how to be a smooth playa like you."

Sabin chuckled. "Wish me luck, fellas," he said grabbing the flowers and heading to the door. "Oh and boys, try not to break anything while I’m out."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

As Samantha was pulling on her periwinkle blue spaghetti strapped dress her cell phone rang. The color really brought out her blue eyes. Sighing she picked it up and answered it.

"Samantha, hey," Petey said. "Listen, are you free tomorrow?"

"Yeah, what’d you have in mind," she asked, slipping on her shoes.

"How about I pick you up, bring you back to my place and cook you a nice dinner," he asked innocently.

"Sounds good," she said glancing at the clock. "Shit, Petey, I gotta go. Chris is picking me up soon."

"All right," Petey said cursing to himself. He knew Sabin’s MO when it came to dates. "I’ll pick you up around six. Is that all right?"

"Perfect," she said. "I really do have to go now, Petey. See you tomorrow." With that she ended the call. She had just finished fixing her hair into a twist with whispy curls framing her face when the door bell rang.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Jerry answered the door. Sabin stood there with the bouquet of flowers, a smile on his face. Without a word Lynn stepped aside to allow Sabin into the house.

"Lovely house you have here, Jerry," Sabin said.

"You may have Samantha fooled, but I know what kind of a scumbag you are when it comes to women, Sabin," Jerry replied. "You do anything to break her heart and I will kill you. That’s not a threat, it’s a promise."

"Gotcha," Sabin replied, slightly intimidated.

"Samantha, Chris is here," Jerry called up the stairs.

Moments later Samantha came down the stairs. Sabin couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked. The dress, though it was an A-line cut, hugged her in all the right places. "Hey, Chris," she said once she got to the bottom step. "Are those for me?" She pointed to the flowers.

Sabin looked down at them, at a loss for words. He nodded and offered them to her. Lynn watched this, chuckling a little to himself. It sometimes amused him to see the effect his daughter had on men.

"They’re beautiful," Samantha said taking the bouquet and sniffing them. "Dad, would you mind putting them in water?"

"Of course not, honey," he replied taking the flowers from her. "You guys have fun…but not too much fun."

"Dad," Samantha said chuckling. She pulled a sweater out of the hall closet. It was a slightly darker shade of blue than the dress she wore. Sabin, still unable to talk helped her slip it on. The scent of her perfume making him feel totally intoxicated.

"We should go," he finally managed to say. "The movie starts soon." She nodded and allowed him to lead the way to the car. He held the door open for her as she got in. Sabin was on his best behavior in hopes that it would take him where he wanted the night to end.""Um..l think it’s call My All," he replied.

"Oh, I’ve been dying to see that," she said smiling.

Once they made it to the theater and bought their tickets and snacks they took seats in the theater. They didn’t have to wait long before the movie started. Sabin sat back, waiting for the waterworks to start.

About halfway through the movie Samantha began to sniffle. The love story obviously as heart wrenching as Sabin had hoped. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the tissues. Tapping her on the shoulder he handed the tissues to him.

"Thank you," she whispered, dabbing her eyes.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"That was just such a beautiful story," Samantha said, blowing her nose. "How did you know I wanted to see that?"

"Just a hunch," Sabin replied smiling, slipping an arm around her waist as they walked out of the theater. He glanced at his watch. "We better hurry or we’ll lose our reservation at LeCuisine."

"Wow," Samantha said. "A fancy restaurant just for me?"

"You’re worth it, babe," he said smirking. "Let’s go."

Once they arrived at the restaurant they were taken to a booth in the back that provided a certain amount of privacy. They placed their order and chatted while they waited. Sabin ordered some champagne for them, knowing it would just be a matter of time before he could put the moves on Samantha.

"This chicken is delicious," Samantha said, offering him a forkful. He accepted, the sauce dribbling down his chin. She wiped it off with her thumb, allowing him to lick it off.

After dinner they decided to share dessert; a slice of chocolate cheesecake with lots of whipped cream and a cherry on top. As the waiter set the plate between them Samantha swiped the cherry, looking right at Sabin as she sucked it off the stem.

"Check please," Sabin called to the waiter, his voice cracking. "We’ll take the cheesecake to go."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"I hope you don’t mind," Sabin said pulling into an area where they could see the city lights and parked. "I thought maybe we could have dessert up here. It’s a lovely view."

"It is," Samantha agreed. She pulled the cheesecake out of the brown bag and frowned. "They didn’t include any utensils." She sighed. "Guess we’ll just have to use our fingers."

Sabin was screaming on the inside. He just wanted to throw her into the backseat and take her right then and there. He knew that that would not go over well with her and so he made an extra effort to control himself.

Samantha took a finger full of the cheesecake and offered it to him. He licked it off. "That is so good," he said. "You have to try it." He took a finger full and offered it to her. Instantly he regretted the action as she took his finger into her mouth and sucked the rich dessert off his finger.

"Mmmm, that really is good," she said.

"Hang on," Sabin said. "You have some whipped cream on your lip. Let me get that." He leaned over and took her bottom lip into his mouth, suckling it lightly before kissing her lip.

With a groan she deepened the kiss, parting her lips for him. His tongue twined with hers. Unable to control himself, he knocked the cheesecake out of her hands and pulled her over to his side of the car.

Not objecting Samantha allowed him to guide her into his lap. Unfortunately her knee slipped in the process and wound up landing in his crotch. Sabin let out a high pitched yelp of pain and Samantha fell back into the passenger seat.

"Chris," she exclaimed, realizing what had happened. "I am SO sorry."

"It’s all right," Sabin gasped, clutching his aching genitals. "I think I should take you home." Samantha nodded, unable to believe her luck.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Damn," Sonjay said seeing Sabin limping into the apartment. "How hard did she fuck you?"

"Yeah, man, you’re not walking right," Alex chuckled.

"She kneed me in the crotch, idiots," Sabin said, hobbling into the kitchen to get an ice pack for his nuts. Once Sabin was out of view Sonjay and Alex doubled over laughing, both holding their sides. "Laugh all you want, but I will win this bet."

"How you gonna do that with sore nuts," Sonjay chuckled making Alex laugh hysterically.

Sabin just glared at his friends, an ice pack held to his crotch. "I’m going to bed," he muttered, his friends still laughing at his misfortune.

Chapter 6

The next day Samantha still felt bad about what had happened on her date with Sabin. She picked up her cell phone and called him, wanting to apologize and see if he was all right. Frowning when she got his voicemail she left a quick message and headed downstairs.

"How did your date go," Jerry asked as she took a seat at the kitchen table, pouring herself a glass of orange juice.

"It was pretty good," she replied, forcing a smile. "Petey’s taking me out tonight."

"Oh good," Jerry said cleaning up his plate and coffee mug. "Another date with another joker."

"Dad," Samantha sighed.

"I know," he replied, holding up his hands. "I won’t interfere. But if you get asked out by Jay Lethal…just know that you have my blessings."

Samantha laughed, knowing that Lethal would have been his preference for her in the first place. "I’ll keep it in mind, but Jay hasn’t stepped up yet."

"I’m taking the girls to the park," Jerry said, finally letting the subject go. "Do you want to come? I promised Erika ice cream."

"Tempting, but no," Samantha replied. "I’m gonna chill out here and get ready for my date with Petey."

"Try not to look too gorgeous," he said kissing her temple. "I know that’s hard considering your genetics." She giggled and headed back up to her room.

Quickly she dialed Sabin’s number again. She was about to hang up when she heard his voice. He sounded groggy, but he answered the phone.

"Hey," she said. "How are you feeling?"

"Other than a dull ache in my nuts, fine," he replied with a chuckle. "I got your message and was just about to call you back actually."

"I feel terrible about what happened last night," she said as she ran the water for a bubble bath.

"Don’t worry about it," Sabin said. "Every guy takes a nut shot now and then. Of course, this is the first time I’ve taken one when I was trying to get lucky with a hot chick."

Samantha couldn’t help laughing as she poured in the bubbles and sloshed the hot water around to get the bubbles started. "Yeah, I’d say that would be a first for any of my dates," she said. "I know you probably won’t believe me after last night, but I’m usually more graceful on first date."

"I believe it," Sabin said smiling. He was really enjoying his conversation with Samantha. Something he hadn’t planned on when he first made the bet with Petey. "Well, listen, I have to get going. I need to meet Jay and Sonjay at the gym. We need to work out some spots for our match."

"All right, Chris," Samantha replied. "I have to get going too. Petey’s picking me up for dinner in a couple of hours. I need to get ready. I’ll talk to you again soon."

"Bet on it," he replied before ending the call.

"So, what did she say," Alex asked as Sabin hung up and set his phone aside.

"Nosey much," Sabin asked. "Damn, Alex, you need a life."

"Yeah, Alex," Sonjay said. "So, what did she say?"

"You too," Sabin asked with an exasperated sigh. "Seriously, you guys need to get social lives."

"I’m trying, but Traci keeps turning me down every time I ask her out," Alex whined, following Sabin into the living room.

"Yeah and Val won’t even give me the time of day," Sonjay piped in.

"You guys are pathetic," Sabin muttered.

"At least we weren’t kneed in the nuts while trying to get lucky," Alex retorted. Sonjay doubled over at the comment, ignoring Sabin glaring at him.

"I have to think of some way to ruin Petey’s date with her tonight," Sabin said.

"Buddy," Alex said clapping Sabin on the back. "Leave it all up to Sonjay and I." Sabin smiled wickedly.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Promptly at six Petey rang the doorbell. When Jerry answered the door he had to hold back the groan. Petey held a large bouquet of crimson roses and he wore a wide smile.

"Is Samantha ready," Petey asked.

"She’ll be right down," Jerry said. "I’ll take those."

"Are those for me," Samantha asked coming down the stairs. She had opted for a pair of curve hugging black pants and a jade green halter top with a denim jacket over it.

"They certainly are," Petey replied, eying her up and down and smiling approvingly. "You look beautiful."

Jerry groaned inwardly, knowing exactly what Petey was up to. "I’m going to put these in water. You kids have fun," he said. "And keep your damn hands off my daughter," he added under his breath.

"See ya, dad," Samantha called as Petey ushered her out to his car.

"I have dinner cooking in the oven," Petey said. "So, we better get back to my place."

"All right," she said as he pulled out of the parking space. When he pulled up in front of his place he groaned.

"What’s wrong," Samantha asked looking at the car he was staring at in disbelief.

"No, this is not happening," he muttered. "That’s Alex’s car."

Samantha chuckled. "Someone didn’t get the memo about your hot date, huh," she asked.

"Something like that," Petey said as he got out of the car and jogged around to her side, holding open the door for her. "I’ll get rid of him as quickly as I can so that we can be alone." Samantha nodded as he led the way to his door.

"There you are," Alex said smiling looking up from the TV Guide he was reading. "This is delicious, man." He pointed to the plate of food he held in his hand. "I had no idea you were such a good cook." He then noticed Samantha standing there. "Oh, hey, Samantha!"

"You’re eating," Petey said through clenched teeth. "I only made enough of that for two!"

Just then they heard the toilet flush. Sonjay came out of the bathroom, spraying some air freshener. "Woo! Do NOT go in there for about an hour," he said plopping down on the couch next to Alex and scooping up a plate of his own. "This is really delicious, Petey," he said. "The rice doesn’t really agree with my tummy, but I LOVE the roast."

"Damn it," Petey growled. "Get out!"

"Dude," Alex said innocently. "What about dessert? I saw a pretty scrumptious looking strawberry shortcake in the fridge. Loads of whipped cream. Oh, it’s making my mouth water just thinking about it."

"Me too," Sonjay said a mouth full of rice, grains of it spraying as he spoke. Samantha had to turn away to keep from giggling. It was clear that Petey didn’t think what his friends were pulling was remotely funny.

"Get the fuck out," Petey said once again.

"Fine! I can tell when I’m not wanted," Alex said standing up. He headed to the door with his plate of food. "Come on, Sonjay!" Sonjay too held onto his plate as he followed Alex out of the apartment.

Once they were gone Petey headed into the kitchen and groaned at the mess the men had left. Gravy and mashed potatoes were everywhere. "Son of a bitch," he growled, picking up a potholder and tossing it across the room.

"Maybe we could get take out," Samantha suggested, dipping her finger into the mashed potatoes and sucking them off her finger. "They really did make a mess, didn’t they?"

"I had a nice dinner planned," Petey said slumping into a chair. "I was going to have a candlelit dinner and everything."

"Oh, Petey, that’s so sweet," Samantha said. "We can still have the candlelit dinner. Let’s just get some take out and enjoy the rest of the night. And Alex said that he was looking forward to the strawberry shortcake which means he probably didn’t touch that."

Petey’s eyes lit up and he rushed over to the fridge, groaning as he pulled out the dessert. "Someone touched it," he said, clearly disappointed. Several strawberries were missing and there were finger streaks in the whipped cream. With a sigh he set it back in the fridge.

"Hey," Samantha said placing a hand on his shoulder. "It’s not totally lost. We can eat what they didn’t smear their grubby little fingers in." Petey smirked and nodded.

"So, chinese, italian or fried chicken," he asked.

"Chicken," Samantha replied smiling.

Petey called up the chicken place and placed the order. While they waited he popped open a bottle of wine and poured them each a glass. At least Alex and Sonjay hadn’t touched that.

A half hour later the chicken arrived and Samantha helped Petey set the table for their candlelit dinner. It wasn’t what he had planned, but they adapted to the situation. They ate in comfortable silence, casting glances at each other past the candles.

"I am stuffed," Samantha said helping Petey clear the table after dinner.

"Not too stuffed for dessert, I hope," Petey said pulling out the strawberry shortcake.

"Ooh," Samantha said swiping some of the whipped cream on her finger and sucking it off. "So good," she said in a soft moan.

"The strawberries are really sweet," Petey said pulling one off of the whipped cream and offering it to her. She accepted it, licking some whipped cream off of his thumb in the process.

"Delicious," she replied. "You try some," she said offering him a strawberry. He accepted it; never taking his eyes off of her as he too licked some whipped cream off of her thumb.

Unable to control himself he shoved the shortcake aside and pulled her to him, crushing his lips to hers. She let out a surprised groan, but soon returned the kiss. His hands roamed her body, slipping her jacket off her shoulders. It fell to the floor.

He picked her up and set her down on the counter, her legs wrapping around his waist. "We really shouldn’t be doing this," she gasped, as his lips trailed from her lips to her neck.

"I know," Petey said, smiling inwardly. Sabin was about to lose the bed big time. His hands slipped under her halter, fondling her breasts and eliciting soft moans.

As he was about to slip the top over her head the phone began to ring. "Shit," Petey groaned, not wanting to stop what he was doing. "I should get that. I’m waiting for confirmation of a job."

Samantha nodded, unable to form a cohesive sentence at the moment. She watched as Petey pried himself away from her to pick up the phone. She slid off the counter and ran the tap to get a glass of cold water. Things had almost gone too far and she didn’t know what she would have done had the phone not rung.

"Hello," Petey said none too happy about being interrupted.

"How’s your date going, buddy," Sabin asked, smiling when he heard Petey’s voice. The clear annoyance meant that something was about to happen when he called.

"Real funny, Sabin," Petey growled into the phone. "Don’t think I don’t know you sent Alex and Sonjay here. Don’t expect me to play fair when you’re not, you son of a bitch."

"Petey," Samantha said. "I think I should get home."

"All right," Petey said. He watched her head into the living room, slipping her jacket back on.

"Aw, poor Petey. He ain’t getting’ none tonight," Sabin teased.

"Oh yeah," Petey replied. "Before you called I was fondling the most amazing set of tits. How far did you get with her, hot shot?" With that he hung up the phone.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Sabin slammed the phone down, cursing up a storm. "What happened, chief," Alex asked.

"The fucker got to second base already," Sabin grumbled, kicking the couch.

"Damn! Petey the Pimp," Sonjay exclaimed with a smile. Sabin glared at him. "What? He was feeling up on those titties, man! He’s a pimp!"

"I have GOT to beat Petey," Sabin muttered, slumping into the couch. "I just have to."

Chapter 7

The next afternoon Sabin showed up at the Lynn house. Samantha instantly smiled when she answered the door. "Chris," she said pleasantly surprised. "What brings you here?"

"There’s a little fair in town," Sabin said. "I was wondering if you’d like to go."

"Oh I’d love that," Samantha said. "I haven’t been to a fair since I was like twelve."

"Great," Sabin said, sliding his hands into his back pockets as he stood on the porch.

"You just have to give me a couple of minutes to change and do my hair," Samantha said stepping aside to let him into the house.

Sabin took in her white short shorts and snug-fitting white baby tee and smiled. "You don’t need to change, just throw on some shoes," he said, realizing that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her shirt.

"Sit," Samantha ordered, with a chuckle. He obeyed, perching on the edge of the couch. "I’ll just be a few minutes."

He watched Samantha head up the stairs to change and leaned back into the couch cushions. This was going to be like taking candy from a baby. Petey would most definitely lose tonight.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Who was at the door," Jerry asked as Samantha passed him in the hall.

"Chris," she replied. "He wants to take me to the fair."

"Oh good," Jerry said smiling. His response surprised Samantha and she patiently waited for what he would say next. "Erika has been begging me to take her to that and with my schedule being so busy…well I haven’t been able to," he continued. "Would you be a dear and take her with you?"

"To the fair," Erika asked excitedly. She had been eavesdropping on the conversation. "Oh, Sammi, can I come, please?" She fixed her big blue eyes on Samantha and she practically melted at the sight of her little sister begging.

"All right," Samantha sighed with a chuckle. "Put those eyes away and save them for when dad won’t give you your way."

"Hey! Don’t encourage her," Jerry chuckled. "Go get dressed, Erika. I’ll give you some money so that you can pay for your own games and stuff." Erika nodded and rushed back into her room to dress.

"Thanks for doing this, Sam," Jerry said. "I really appreciate you sacrificing your date for your sister."

"I don’t mind bringing Erika," Samantha replied. "Besides, who can resist her when she looks at ya with those eyes." She sighed. "I better get a move on and get dressed. Chris is waiting downstairs."

"Oh good," Jerry said heading to the stairs. "I’ll tell him he gets to take out two of my lovely daughters today."

"Break it to him gently, dad," Samantha chuckled, knowing that he was loving every minute of this.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Samantha pulled out a black denim mini skirt from the closet, slipping it on. She found her favorite hot pink belly shirt and slipped it on, smiling as it hugged her body in all the right places. She pulled her black tennis shoes out from under the bed and slipped them without socks. Looking at her reflection she pulled her hair up into a high ponytail and applied some lip gloss, opting to keep her make up light.

When she headed out into the hall Erika was waiting for her. She wore a pair of capri length jeans with butterfly patches down the right leg and a pale pink shirt. She had pulled her hair up in a ponytail and clutched a little purse in her hands.

"Ready," Samantha asked, smiling at her little sister. Erika nodded and followed Samantha down the stairs. "You know, for a ten year old, you have quite a sense of fashion." Erika beamed up at her sister as they joined the men in the living room.

"Did dad tell you," Samantha asked Sabin.

"Sure did," Sabin said forcing a smile, though inwardly he was cursing Jerry for doing this to him. "Ready to go, ladies?" Samantha and Erika both nodded, following him to the front door. Jerry followed them, watching from the door as the three headed out to Sabin’s car, smiling at his devious little plot.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"So, Erika, what do you want to do first when we get there," Sabin asked.

"Ride the Ferris wheel," she replied happily.

"A girl after my own heart," Sabin said smiling as he drove to the fair. "That would be my first choice as well."

"Then you can try to win me a stuffed animal," Erika said smiling sweetly.

"Listen to her," Sabin chuckled. "Have you been coaching her?" Samantha chuckled and shook her head no. "How about if I win both you and Samantha a stuffed animal?"

"Kay," Erika replied smiling from ear to ear. "You know it’s a shame that Petey didn’t ask you to go to the fair, Sammi."

"Why is that," Samantha asked.

"Because he’s cute," Erika replied. "I’d like him to be my boyfriend."

Sabin chuckled and Samantha smacked his arm. "Erika, honey, Petey’s too old for you. Wouldn’t you like a boyfriend who’s the same age as you?"

"Boys my age are too immature," Erika replied. "I like older men."

"Don’t let dad hear you say that," Samantha chuckled. "He’d have a heart attack."

"Duh," Erika replied, rolling her eyes. "You gotta promise not to tell Petey I like him. I will DIE if he knows."

"Your secret is safe with me, honey," Samantha said smiling. Her little sister’s crush was adorable and she knew Petey would get a kick out of it the next time she spoke to him.

"We’re here," Sabin said as he parked the car. He helped Erika out of the back seat and then helped Samantha out as well. "To the Ferris wheel?"

"To the Ferris wheel," Erika exclaimed.

Happily the three rode the Ferris wheel before heading over to a coin toss where Sabin won Erika a stuffed pink elephant. He won Samantha a little teddy bear holding a red rose. They grabbed some corn dogs, sodas and cotton candy before riding a couple of more rides. They next headed to the balloon race stand.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Hey Samantha," someone called. The voice calling her name startled her and she jerked around to see who it was, soaking the crotch of Sabin’s pants with the water gun. "Oh my God, Chris, I am so sorry." Her cheeks flushed as she watched Petey head over to them, laughing.

"What the hell are you doing here, Petey," Sabin demanded, wiping his pants and groaning. The denim was significantly darker in the crotch making it seem as though he had wet himself.

"Alex and Sonjay told me you were here," Petey said. "I thought I’d come and see if I could win Samantha some prizes." He then caught sight of Erika. "Is that your little sister, Erika," he asked.

"Yeah," Samantha said smiling.

"Hey, sweetheart," he said crouching down to be on her level. "How about I take you to play a couple of games while Chris and Samantha have some alone time?"

"Okay," Erika said happily, taking Petey’s hand.

"Petey, you’re a sweetheart," Samantha said. "You behave for Petey, all right?" Erika nodded, smiling from ear to ear to be spending time with her crush.

"I really appreciate this, man," Sabin said, shaking Petey’s hand. When Samantha wasn’t looking he pulled Petey to him. "I don’t know what you’re up to, but it’s on now, motherfucker."

"Remember, Chris, payback’s a bitch," Petey replied. "Have fun with Samantha because it’ll be the last time you ever will." With that he took Erika’s hand again and led her away to another game stand, leaving Sabin glaring after them.

"So, what do you want to do," Samantha asked, trying her best not to giggle at the fact that the crotch of his jeans were wet because of her. "How about another ride on the Ferris wheel," he asked. She nodded, hooking her arm through his as he led the way back to the ride.

He helped her into the seat and turned back to the operator, looking up at the nearly empty ride. "Twenty bucks to leave us sitting at the top for a while," he said pulling out the money and handing it to the operator. The man looked at Samantha and nodded approvingly, pocketing the money. Sabin climbed in and allowed the operator to secure the safety bar.

Samantha rested her head on Sabin’s shoulder as they headed to the top of the wheel. Suddenly they came to a stop with a jerk. "What the hell," Samantha asked, leaning over the edge to see the operator heading away from the ride. "HELLO," she called, but he couldn’t hear her over the sounds of the crowd and various games. "He just left us here!"

"Relax," Sabin said, smiling when she looked back at him, slightly panicked. "He’ll be back."

"You arranged this, didn’t you," Samantha asked.

"Guilty," Sabin replied. "You’re not mad, are you?"

"No," Samantha replied with a smirk. "So, Mr. Sabin, what did you have in mind while we’re stranded?"

"Hmmm..I can think of a few things," he replied with a smirk as he leaned in, capturing her lips in a fiery kiss. Groaning she allowed him to guide her onto his lap, the car rocking slightly. His hands slid under her shirt, sliding it up so that he could have access to her satin and lace encased breasts. His lips left hers, nipping the tender flesh through her bra.

Moaning softly, Samantha ran her hands through his messy hair and nibbled on his ear and neck. "Oh God, Chris," she moaned softly in his ear. His hands slid down her body, disappearing under her skirt. She gasped when his fingers grazed her heated center through her panties.

"God, I want you so bad, Samantha," Sabin groaned into her ear as he slipped his fingers under her panties.

"Oh God, Chris," she whispered, the sensations overwhelming her senses.

They were both jerked back to reality when the car jerked back into action. Quickly they fixed themselves, Samantha slipping back beside him on the seat. Sabin cursed himself for not paying the man more to keep them up there longer. Still, he was satisfied that he had gotten further than Petey. It was just a matter of time before he won this bet.

"Did you kids have fun," Petey asked, meeting up with them. Erika held onto a huge Scooby Doo doll while she licked a triple scoop ice cream cone. Sabin smiled, smugly, alerting Petey to the fact that something had conspired between the two.

"Sammi, can we ride the bumper cars," Erika asked as she finished off her cone.

"Sure," Samantha replied.

"Can you hold Scooby," Erika asked Sabin.

"Of course, honey," he said accepting the massive dog as well as the pink elephant he had won for her. "You ladies have fun. We’ll be sitting right here," he said as he and Petey took a seat on a bench.

When he was sure the girls couldn’t hear he looked at Petey and said, "You’re an idiot, man."

"Oh," Petey asked with a smirk. "And why is that?"

"Because I am just a nanosecond away from getting a piece of that sweet, sweet pussy," Sabin replied. "Third base, bitch. Deal with it!"

"Chris, Chris, Chris," Petey said shaking his head. "Do I look worried to you? I think you need to ask yourself why. Tell Erika I had fun playing games." With that Petey got up and left, leaving Sabin wondering why he had been so calm.

He didn’t get much of a chance to wonder as Samantha and Erika made their way toward him. Erika got there first, looking a little pale. This worried Sabin.

"You all right, honey," he asked. She looked at him a monent before doubling over and emptying the contents of her stomach onto his shoes.

"Erika," Samantha exclaimed rushing to her sister’s side. "Oh, honey, come on. Let’s get you clean up." She looked at Sabin and grimaced. "I am so sorry!"

"It’s fine," Sabin said through gritted teeth. He finally understood why Petey had been so calm. Obviously he had allowed the poor girl to gorge while he had his way with Samantha on the Ferris wheel. "I’ll meet you back at the car. I think we need to get the little one home." Samantha nodded and led Erika away.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"I am really sorry about Erika," Samantha said once Sabin pulled up outside the Lynn house.

"I’m sorry, Chris," Erika said, still looking a little pale.

"It’s all right, honey," Sabin said forcing a smile. He had to throw out his shoes and socks before getting into the car. "They were old shoes anyway. You feel better, all right?"

Erika nodded, getting out of the car, toting her Scooby Doo and pink elephant with her. Samantha leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. "Thanks for being so understanding," she said. He nodded, smiling as he watched her getting out of the car.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"What happened to your shoes," Sonjay asked as Sabin entered his apartment after dropping the girls at home.

"Why are you always here," Sabin tossed at him as he slumped on the couch.

"That doesn’t answer the question of where your shoes are," Alex said coming out of the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal.

"Samantha’s little sister puked on them, all right," Sabin said. "Jerry made her take Erika with us and Petey showed up because two stool pigeons who used to be friends of mine told him where I’d be." He glared at Alex and Sonjay.

"Hey, he’s a scary motherfucker when he wants to be," Alex replied. "He threatened me bodily harm if I didn’t answer his question. As we all know I’m very attached to this body."

"I’m surprised your hand isn’t permanently attached to your dick," Sabin said standing and heading into his bedroom. "Get the fuck out and stop eating my food!"

Chapter 8

The next day Erika was recovered from her tummy ache. She was telling her father what had happened at the fair when Samantha got to the kitchen. She groaned taking a seat and pouring herself a glass of orange juice. Hearing her little sister talking about upchucking all over Sabin took away her appetite.

Jerry tried hard not to laugh at the story, but he loved every minute of it. "Well, at least you had fun, baby," he said kissing the crown of Erika’s head. "Sam, can I talk to you in the other room a minute?"

"Am I in trouble," she asked as she followed her father into the living room.

"No," he replied, facing her and leaning against the back of the couch. "I would just like to know where you were when Petey was allowing your little sister to gorge on all of that fair food." He crossed his arms across his chest and waited for her to answer.

"You can’t seriously blame me for that," she asked in disbelief.

"I trusted you to take care of her while you were out, Sam," Jerry said calmly. "That shouldn’t have happened. Where were you?"

Samantha sighed, turning away from her father, knowing that he would suspect something. "Chris and I went for a ride in on the Ferris wheel. We weren’t gone long, dad. God, you should be pissed at Petey, not me."

"Oh I am pissed at him," Jerry replied. "But you should have known better."

"I can’t believe this," Samantha said throwing her hands up in exasperation. "I was having a little fun, dad. You remember what that is right? I mean it’s how you created Annabell." She regretted her words the moment they left her lips.

"You will not talk to me like that in my own house, young lady," he replied, blue eyes blazing with anger at her outburst. "And you better not have been doing anything like that on a damn Ferris wheel, Samantha."

"Or what," Samantha demanded. "You’re gonna ground me? In case you haven’t noticed, dad, I’m a grown woman." She stormed to the door, grabbing her purse and jacket.

"Where are you going," Jerry demanded.

"Out," she shot back over her shoulder, slamming the door behind her.

She headed down the block before pulling out her cell phone. Quickly she dialed Sabin’s number, but got voice mail. "Damn it," she muttered. She then dialed Petey’s number. She was mad at him, but she needed to go someplace to cool off. Again she got voice mail. "Damn it," she groaned, stomping her foot. With a sigh she dialed the only other number she knew.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Would you jokers be quite," Jay called to Sonjay and Alex as he grabbed his phone. "Quiet! I’m on the phone." He turned his attention the phone. "Hello?"

"Jay," Samantha replied, something in her voice told him that something was wrong. "I just had a fight with my dad. Would you mind if I came over to hang out?"

"Of course not," Jay replied. "You need me to come pick you up, Samantha?" At the mention of the name Sonjay and Alex dropped the Playstation games they had been arguing over and moved closer to Jay to listen in.

"No," Samantha replied. "I’m not far. I’ll be there in about twenty minutes."

"All right," Jay said, glaring at Sonjay and Alex, who were both asking questions as quietly as they could. "That’ll give me enough time to take out the trash and tidy up. See you when you get here." With that he hung up the phone.

"Dude, what’s with hornin’ in on Petey and Chris’ territory," Alex asked. Sonjay nodded in agreement.

"What hornin’ in," Jay asked. "She’s upset and she needs a friend to talk to."

"Well, I still think it’s wrong," Alex replied crossing his arms across his chest.

"That’s great, Alex," Jay replied. "I really don’t give a rat’s ass what you think." Alex looked seriously wounded by the comment and began to pout.

"Some friend you are," Sonjay grumbled. "You know what you’re doing is wrong."

"Wrong? No, Sonjay, wrong is having a contest to see who can sleep with Samantha first," Jay replied putting away the Playstation games and controllers. Alex opened his mouth to say something, but Jay waved him off. "You both know that what Chris and Petey are doing is wrong," he said. "Now, get out."

"Fine," Alex replied. "I’m telling Chris and Petey." With that he stormed out of the place, Sonjay hot on his heels.

"You do that," Jay replied shaking his head. "I really need to get some new friends." He continued to tidy up the place until the doorbell rang.

"Thanks for letting me come over," Samantha said when he opened the door.

"No problem," Jay replied stepping aside so that she could enter. "Can I get you anything? Soda, water, tea?"

Samantha smiled. "Water would be great," she replied taking off her jacket and setting it on the back of his couch before taking a seat on the end. Jay had headed into the kitchen to grab her a bottle from the fridge. "Thanks," she said when he came back and handed it to her.

He watched her open it and take a sip. "So, what happened with your dad," he asked, remembering that she had mentioned having a fight with him.

"It’s so stupid," she sighed. "Chris called to take me to the fair yesterday. Dad wanted me to take Erika with me, which was no big deal." She sighed, a shiver running down her back at the thought of the Ferris wheel ride. "Petey showed up and took Erika off our hands for a while. So, Chris and I went to ride the Ferris wheel." She left out the details of their activities while stranded at the top of the wheel. "When we got back to Petey and Erika she asked if I’d ride the bumper cars with her." Samantha took another sip of water. "Had I known that Petey was allowing her to gorge on anything and everything she could get her hands on I would have never said yes."

"What happened," Jay asked, though he could predict what she was going to say.

"She puked on Chris’ shoes," Samantha replied. Jay tried to hold in his laughter, but found it incredibly difficult. "You can laugh," she said smirking. "Under any other circumstances I would be laughing too."

"So, what did you and your dad fight about," Jay asked.

Samantha sighed. "He was mad at me because Petey let Erika eat all she wanted," she replied. "He demanded to know where I was when it was happening." She groaned and buried her face in her hands.

"Well, it was unfair of him to be mad at you about it," Jay said scooting over on the couch to place an arm around her shoulders. "He just sprung taking Erika on you. He should have been more understanding." She looked at him, half smiling and rested her head on his shoulder.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Dudes, I’m telling you Jay is swooping in on your territory," Alex said.

"What the hell are you talking about," Petey asked.

"Jay invited Samantha over to his place," Sonjay said. "He’s probably putting the moves on her right now."

"Jay," Sabin chuckled. "Are you kidding me. I bet he’s probably still a frickin’ virgin." Everyone chuckled at the comment.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Samantha," Jay said, after a few moments of comfortable silence. "I have to be honest with you."

"About what," she asked.

"I like you a lot," he replied. "With Chris and Petey being so aggressive with you…well…I thought that I’d just sit back and bide my time."

"And I’m guessing that you’re choosing now to pounce," she asked.

"Not exactly, but I have to tell you something about Petey and Chris," he said biting his bottom lip. "You’re not going to like it. I just want to make it clear that I had nothing to do with any of it."

"Just tell me, Jay," she replied.

He sighed. "Chris and Petey have a bet going…about you," he finally said, knowing it would hurt her.

"A bet," she asked, confused.

"They’re trying to see who can sleep with you first," Jay said. "I wanted to tell you, but then I didn’t want to betray my friends. They’re just getting worse and worse and I can’t take it anymore. I’m sorry I kept it a secret for this long."

"Those bastards," Samantha said. "And you knew about it the whole time?" Jay nodded. "Well, that’s just great." She stood up.

"Where are you going," he asked, following her to the door.

"I have a little revenge to plan," she said, coldly.

"Are you mad at me," he asked, holding the door open for her.

"No," she replied giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "Thanks for telling me." With that she headed down the porch steps, leaving Jay to wonder what she had planned for Petey and Sabin.

Chapter 9

When Samantha got home Jerry was waiting for her in the living room. "Samantha," he called as she headed up the stairs. "We need to talk."

"Not now, dad," she replied not stopping. "Petey’s going to meet me here and we’re going out." She had called him on the way home and set up a date with him.

Jerry followed her up the stairs and into her room. "I said we need to talk, young lady."

"And we will," she replied, pulling out a skirt and top from her closet. "When I get back from my date."

Jerry sighed, knowing he couldn’t force her to stay and talk. "I don’t like your attitude since you started seeing Petey and Chris," he finally said. "When you get home, no matter how late, we are going to have that talk."

"Fine," she replied with a sigh. "Could you close the door on your way out?" With a sigh Jerry left her to get dressed, closing the door behind him.

Around twenty minutes later Samantha headed down the stairs and out the door. Jerry watched as she climbed into Petey’s car. Something was up and he hated that he had to wait to find out what it was.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"I was really surprised when you called me up," Petey said as they drove.

"Well, I felt that I needed to address something," Samantha replied, not smiling. He glanced at her and knew that she was about to yell at him about something. "At the fair you allowed Erika to eat and eat."

"She was just so cute I couldn’t…"

"She threw up all over Chris," Samantha cut him off. He tried not to laugh, though he was finding it extremely hard. Samantha glared at him. "I’m glad that my little sister being sick amuses you."

"No, I…look, Samantha, I wasn’t laughing at Erika being sick," Petey said. "I was just laughing at the fact that she puked on Chris." Petey sighed when she crossed her arms across her chest and looked out the window. "Hey," he said touching her shoulder as he came to a stop at a red light. "It was shitty judgement on my part. I’m sorry that I got Erika sick."

"You should be," she replied, finally looking away from the window.

"What do you say we go park somewhere and I can show you how sorry I am," Petey suggested innocently.

"I have a better idea," Samantha said smiling devilishly. "How about we go to the mall."

"The mall," Petey asked.

"I can give you a private fashion show," Samantha said, whispering in his ear.

"The mall it is," Petey said smirking. He knew the contest would be over and he could rub it in Sabin’s face.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Now you sit here," Samantha said shoving Petey down into a chair outside the dressing rooms. She had an armload of clothes. Petey waited patiently for her open the dressing room door.

When she did his eyes nearly popped out of his head. She wore an extremely short black denim skirt with a top that you could just make out the outline of her bra. "Too much," she asked. She turned around and bent over to pick up a hanger that had dropped. allowing the skirt to ride up a little.

"I think it’s a lovely outfit," Petey replied crossing his legs. "Just not really you." Samantha straightened up, knowing that he would be putty in her hands. With a shrug she closed the door to change once again.

When she opened the door to the dressing room she wore a form fitting black one piece pants suit. It had a backless halter that barely covered her breasts. The bottoms looked like they had been painted on.

"That," Petey said stopping himself to clear his throat since his voice came out in a squeak. "That outfit is VERY nice."

"You like," she asked coming out of the dressing room and twirling around for him. She glanced around seeing that the clerks were busy with other customers. She pulled him up to his feet. "I think it could look better."

"How," he asked, gulping because she was so close to him.

Smiling she took his hand, making sure that the clerks were still busy, and led him into the dressing room. She locked the door and pushed him up against the wall. "On the floor," she said in a soft husky tone.

"Samantha, we’re in a dressing room," he said, shocked by how forward she was being.

"Just think of how you’ll be able to gloat about it to Chris," she whispered in his ear, nibbling on it, as her hands roamed down to his jeans. She unbuckled his belt, pulling it out of the loops.

"You know about that," he asked, her words bringing him back to reality.

"Well, you two were very obvious," she replied with a chuckle as she pulled his shirt up over his head. Her hands ran along his chest and abs.

"I swear it was all Chris’ idea," Petey said, gasping when her hands ventured lower, cupping his manhood in her hand. "It was all his idea. Oh God, Samantha."

"That’s what I thought," she said smirking. She pulled his arms over his head, tying them up with his belt and fastening them to the hook for hangers on the wall.

"Uh..Sam…what’s…" She silenced him with a finger to his lips before pulling a scarf out of the pile of clothes she had brought in to try on. With a smirk she tied it around his eyes. "Seriously, I’m not really into being tied up and blindfolded," Petey said.

He was silenced by the sound of her unzipping the outfit she wore. He heard her step out of it and knew that it was just a matter of time before he won the contest. He tried to struggled out of his bonds, but found that the leather belt wouldn't give. He yearned to rip off his blindfold and take her right there.

He felt he hands on him again, this time unzipping his jeans and sliding them down his legs. He groaned when she kissed the insides of his thighs. Soon he felt her hands sliding his boxers off as well.

"I knew you felt the same way that I did," he said smiling, waiting for the action to really start. His smile turned to a frown when he heard the sound of a camera clicking. "What the…Sam?"

"Did you honestly think that you would get away with having a contest to see who could sleep with me first," Samantha asked with a chuckle. "I’ll bet daddy will get a big kick out this story and with the pictures I have…I’d watch your back Petey." She had changed back into her own clothes by now. She kissed him hard on the lips before taking his clothes and exiting the dressing room.

"You bitch," Petey yelled from the dressing room. "You fucking bitch!"

Samantha tossed Petey’s clothes in the nearest garbage can before pulling out her cell phone. "Alex, you’re gonna need to bring Petey some clothes. He had a little mishap," she said smiling. She told him where to find Petey and hung up. With a content sigh she made her way out of the mall, smiling seeing Jay waiting for her.

"How did it go," he asked. She showed him her phone where the pictures of Petey were.

"That good, huh," Jay said wincing at the sight of his friend bound, blindfolded and naked. "Well, one down. One more to go. What do you plan to do with Chris?"

"That’s for me to know and you to find out," Samantha replied as they climbed into his car.

"You’re a little scary when you’re plotting revenge," Jay chuckled. "Very sexy, but a little scary."

Chapter 10

"My God, woman," Jay said panting, pulling Samantha to him and spooning with her. "No wonder Petey and Chris have been trying to outdo each other."

Samantha chuckled, lacing her fingers with his. "You know what’s funny," she asked, rolling over to face him. "They had that stupid contest and you’re the one that won in the end."

"I certainly did," he said, capturing her lips.

"I should get home," Samantha said sadly when the kiss was broken. She wanted nothing more than to stay right there in Jay’s arms. "Dad and I need to have that talk."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"You should have seen him," Alex guffawed at Sonjay. "We was all tied up and nekkid!"

"Ew," Sonjay said crinkling his nose. "Damn that is one cold bitch."

"She knows about the damn contest," Petey grumbled. "Which means one of you must have told her about it."

"Swear to God, Petey, it wasn’t me," Alex declared, crossing his heart.

"Wasn’t me either," Sonjay said.

"Couldn’t have been Jay," Petey said thinking. "It had to have been Sabin. He told her in hopes that she’d think he wasn’t a tool and sleep with him."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

When Samantha got home that night Jerry was dozing off in the living room. Seeing her father sitting up in his easy chair sleeping she sighed and made her way into the living room. "Dad," she said softly, shaking him awake.

Jerry’s eyes fluttered open and he looked up at his daughter. He stifled a yawn and stretched. "You ready for that talk now," he asked.

She nodded and took a seat on the couch. "We have a lot to talk about."

"I don’t like how you’ve been acting since you met Chris and Petey," Jerry said.

"I know, dad," she said sighing. "Look, I can explain everything about that, but there’s something I need to deal with first."

"Samantha," Jerry sighed, tired of her putting him off.

"Dad, please, let me handle it and then I’ll tell you everything tomorrow after the tapings," she said. "I promise."

"Fine," Jerry said after a few moments of silence. She stood and so did he. "I hate that you have secrets from me, Sam."

"That won’t happen anymore after tomorrow night. I promise," she said. She hugged him. "I love you, dad."

"Love you too, Sam," Jerry replied, holding her. "When did you become so grown up?"

"When you weren’t looking," she replied with a smirk. Standing on tip toes she placed a kiss on his cheek. "Get some sleep, dad." With that she headed upstairs to go to bed herself.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Whoa," Sabin said seeing Samantha. "Stay the hell away from me."

"Chris," Samantha asked innocently. "I don’t understand."

"I heard from Sonjay and Alex what you did to Petey," Sabin said making a cross with his fingers as if she were a vampire that needed to be warded off.

"Why would I do that with you," Samantha asked, backing him into a wall. "You’re the one I wanted to be with in the first place," she whispred in his ear, sending shivers down his spine. "Petey needed to be put in his place. He was getting too cocky."

"Really," Sabin managed to squeak out.

"Why don’t we go to your locker room," she asked. "Then I can show you just how much of a winner you are." Sabin smiled wide and took her hand, leading the way to the locker room.

He double checked to make sure they were alone before pushing her up against the wall and capturing her lips with his. "God you taste so sweet," he muttered against her lips. His hands began to roam, but she caught them before they could slip under her shirt.

He looked at her questioningly before she shoved him down onto the bench and straddled his lap. She kissed a trail across his neck to his ear. Nibbling on it lightly.

"Petey is going to really hate me," Sabin said with a smirk as he lowered his lips to kiss and nibble a trail across her collarbone. Samantha pulled his face up so that he was eye level with her. Not saying a word she slipped off his lap and slid down to the floor.

"Oh God, yes," he muttered when she untied the strings on his tights. She pulled the tights down around his ankles, never losing eye contact with him. "Thank you, God," Sabin muttered as she kissed her way up his thighs.

"What hell is that," she asked, crinkling her nose.

"What," Sabin asked, alarmed and pulled out of his happy place.

"That thing," Samantha said.

"It’s what you were about to get a mouth full of," Sabin replied smirking.

"That tiny thing," Samantha scoffed, getting to her feet. "I don’t think so."

"What the…it’s huge," Sabin exclaimed standing up and shaking it at her.

"Sabin your match is…." Jerry stopped in the doorway of the locker room. He looked from Sabin with his tights around his ankles to his daughter who looked appalled.

"Jerry," Sabin said stumbling around as he tried to pull up his tights. "I know how this looks and.."

Jerry clamped Sabin’s mouth shut with his index finger and thumb. "Pull up your tights and get your ass in the ring," Jerry said calmly, his blue eyes the color of the ocean before a storm. "I’ll deal with you later."

"Right," Sabin said pulling up his tights and tying the drawstring. "Out to ring." Without another word he rushed out of the locker room.

Jerry glared at his daughter. "Dad, I think it’s time for us to have that talk now," she said.

"Ya think," Jerry replied closing the door. "Start talking." He pointed to the bench.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"I’m telling you, Petey, she’s one evil bitch," Sabin said later that night as he tossed his things into his bag.

"Tell me about it," Petey sighed. "Are we agreed now that the damn contest is over?"

"Agreed," Sabin said zipping up his bag.

Before either man could utter another word the door to the locker room burst open. Startled the two men turned to see who was there. Jerry stood in the doorway, his hands balled into fists.

"You think Jerry knows about the contest," Sabin muttered to Petey, who nodded.

"YOU TWO," Jerry said, entering the locker room. "You have a lot of explaining to do." As he spoke he backed the two men up into the wall.

"Wh..what do you mean, Jerry," Petey asked.

Jerry punched the wall. "Don’t play innocent with me, Williams," he growled. "You and Sabin had a contest to see who could sleep with my daughter first. Ring a bell?"

"Oh that," Sabin said. "That was all in good fun. You know, Jerry?"

Jerry glared at him. "You think trying to violate my little girl is fun, Sabin?"

"No sir," Sabin said hanging his head in shame.

"Let this be a lesson to you two. Next time you decide to pull one of these stunts I will be right there to kick both of your asses." With that he turned to walk away.

"Damn," Petey said. "Is that all? I thought for sure he’d kill us if he found out." Sabin began to whimper. "What the hell is your problem?" Sabin could only point behind Petey. "What," he turned around and found Jerry glaring at him.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"You ready to go, babe," Jay asked, kissing Samantha. Alex and Sonjay stared at them slack jawed, unable to believe that Jay had gotten the girl.

"I just need to let dad know I’m going," she said. "Where is he?"

Just then they saw Jerry exit Sabin’s locker room. He had a satisfied grin on his face. "You guys heading out," he asked smiling at his daughter.

"What did you just do," Samantha asked.

"Go see for yourself," Jerry replied smiling.

Jay, Samantha, Alex and Sonjay made their way down to the open locker room door. Peering inside they saw Sabin and Petey each hanging from an open locker room from their underwear. Alex and Sonjay doubled over laughing, leaning on each other for support.

"How’s it hangin’ guys," Jay chuckled.

"Shut up and help us down," Petey called.

"Sorry boys," Samantha said pulling Jay into a fiery kiss. "We have dinner reservations to keep."

"No fucking way," Sabin cried as Samantha and Jay walked away. "No fucking way!"

Jay ran back, smiling wide. "By the way boys, she’s SO worth the wait." With that said he rushed back to catch up with Samantha.

Sabin and Petey stared blankly. "Are you fucking kidding me," Petey exclaimed kicking at Sabin. It only succeeded in making his locker door swing shut, slamming his shoulder into the unforgiving metal.