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With that remark, both girls looked at each other and then whispered a little something back and forth to each other. I had no idea what they could possibly be thinking of. Then Stacy spoke... "Shawn, are you sure that there's no way that you could pencil us in?" Stacy slowly licked her lips as Torrie's fingers began to slowly outline her large breasts. I immediately thought I was daydreaming. Staying up all night had obviously effected my brain and I was imagining the whole thing. "C'mon Shawn, there has to be a way that the three of us can come up with a way for you to include us into 'RAW' or 'Smackdown!'" Torrie replied as her hand traveled further south and began to pull up on her tank top.
Now I really knew that this was a dream. It had to be. My member was gradually growing beneath my khakis. I was ready to bet every dime I had that it was a dream until Stacy walked over to me and planted a deep and steamy kiss upon my lips. That sealed it, this was no dream. Torrie stood and walked towards the door. She locked it and stood behind the couch. As she stood there, Stacy began to undress me.