Chapter 143 Wrestling, With A Crazy Fetish:>Ep10

• I found my key-card and silently left the hotel room. I crept down the hallway back to mine, humoring myself by moving like I was a spy trying not to be seen nor heard. I reached my room and entered. Though I had a great night, a type of sadness washed over me. I was in my room, alone. And unless things were to change, this would be the norm. Not that I minded the sneaking around. It added to the sexiness of everything happening. But at the same time this felt rather childish, and some things I was just too much of an adult to deal with.
• I managed to fall back asleep and woke up for the second time a little after dawn. There was plenty to do with the day before the evening's show and I didn't want to waste it in my hotel room. Certainly not alone. After getting ready I regrouped with a majority of the other wrestlers in the hotel restaurant for breakfast. I was two for two regarding my evening adventures with Carmen so I didn't try to hunt for her. I hoped we'd see each other again after coming back to the hotel later tonight.
• The guys wanted to go out again, as the city had a vastly different atmosphere during the daytime. I was all too eager to be a part of it. And being around friends truly helped cope with the fact that the following day we'd journey to the local airport and fly back to our homes. Not to say I didn't enjoy returning to where I lived, but being honest it was rather boring and uneventful. The only usefulness it served was to rest from any harsh bumps and ring injuries experienced during the week.