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From Russia, With Love	By : Number9Dream Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1821 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Vladimir Kozlov, this story is purely fiction. I make no monetary gain from this story.

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Renae's phone vibrated next to her. She looked over at the blue screen of the LG EnV2 to see the name "Kelly". Kelly, her best friend of sixteen years, had recently been having troubles at home with her abusive father and so she knew she had to answer the phone. She struggled out of Vladimir's arms and ran off into the hallway, careful to close the door quietly.
"Yeah?" she answered in what she knew was a groggy tone.
"Dude..." Kelly sounded wasted as all hell. "Dude...I am wasted and I just had an awesome idea. Do you want to go clubbing in Hoboken? We haven't gone out to do anything in awhile. I know you get nervous around people and shit so come over to my house, drink a little bit, and we'll call a cab or something." Renae rolled her eyes. She knew she shouldn't go, but part of her needed to get out of the house and let loose with her party girl best friend.
"Yeah, yeah, just let me get dressed."
"Awesome. Hoboken's quite a ride, do you have money?"
"Those checks are for my rent. I can't really blow them on shit like that. If you want to take a cab to Hoboken, you pay for it."
" 'Kay." Kelly didn't put up a fight at all. Of course, she seldom did.
"Goodbye, foo'." They had spoken in ebonics since they were kids. No one really knew why, including them, but it was just a habit now that was too hard to break. As she pressed the red 'end' button on her phone, she carefully opened the door. Her conscience began to scream at her as she looked wistfully at the man sleeping in her bed who had been so careful to respect her all week. She shook her head and took her red excuse for a shirt off the hanger. It was open in the front and open in the back, and sleeveless. Her breasts were barely covered and it was tight around her waist.
"Size medium," she muttered to herself, "I could fit a small if I wanted to." She pulled it on over her head and rolled deodorant on over her armpits. She pulled her tight black miniskirt out of the closet and slipped it on over her lower body. Then she grabbed her Cherry Blossom body spray off the top of their dresser and sprayed it into the air, walking through the cloud of mist so she could get the scent evenly spread all over her body. She applied a bit extra to her neck.
She put on her red high heels, looked over at Vladimir one more time, and slowly walked out the door, grabbing her Baby Phat purse on the way out. The thought crossed her mind that perhaps going alone with Kelly wasn't such a great idea, especially if something should happen to her, so she went through her recent called list and called Jeanine, who she knew would be awake.
"Hi," Jeanine said nervously as she answered the phone. Renae figured Jeanine thought something had gone wrong with Vladimir and was completely ready to call the police.
"Hey," Renae whispered, "Kelly and I are going to get wasted and take a cab over to a club in Hoboken...probably Club Abyss or something...and I'd really like you to come. Cos I don't want to go alone with her. Yano, like if something happens, or something."
There was a long pause before Jeanine actually spoke, and Renae knew that it only meant one thing: Jeanine was about to lecture her.
"Ummm...don't you think that if you think something could go wrong, for any reason, you probably shouldn't go? And besides that...you've got a man living in your house, don't you think you're kind of past the whole...clubbing....thing?" Renae grew impatient; she wasn't looking for a lecture. It did bother her that she was leaving without telling Vladimir where she was going, especially since he had been so good to her, but she just wanted to get out and have fun.
"So you're not coming then...?" She yelled a bit.
"No. No, I'm not."
"Fine. Talk to you soon, or something. Bye." She pressed the 'End' button and called Kelly to tell her she was coming.
They got completely drunk, and before they knew it the two of them were in Hoboken on their way into Club Abyss. The bouncer didn't even card them, and they were too drunk to think anything of it. They walked in and the lights hypnotized Renae. Then she saw him: he was 150 pounds of pure Nordic deliciousness. His cornflower hair shone in the light and his icy blue eyes pierced her from across the room.
"DAMN..." she nearly yelled in Kelly's ear, "Look at that..."
"Haha, oh man..."
“That is nice…”
“Hell yeah.”
“I think I’m gonna get me some of that,” Renae spit out without thinking. They laughed their asses off as she marched onto the dance floor toward the godlike being.
“Hey there.”
“Well, hi,” he yelled back. The music blasted as she turned around and placed his hands on her hips. She began to grind, pushing her ass into his cock and swinging her hips. He gripped her hips hard and began to move with her. Suddenly he was leaning over her and his lips were on her neck. She reached up and gripped his neck.
“Hahaha…stop it…I have a boyfriend…”
“That’s alright. He doesn’t have to know.” He continued to suck her neck as they moved together. She turned around to face him.
“Let’s go somewhere more private,” she said.
“Sure, baby…let me get you a drink first.” She waited and he came back with a drink for her, but he didn’t have one. Normally she would’ve found that strange, but she didn’t even think about it. They walked into a private room away from the dance floor.
“Go on, drink up…” he urged. She chugged her drink and finished it, and he pushed her into a chair and began to kiss her. She returned his kisses and wrapped her legs around him and suddenly began to feel faint…
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