The Benefits of Sin

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Time and time again, we tell ourselves that we are going to become a better person. Everybody on this planet has a struggling addiction. Sex, Money, Drugs, maybe it's a little bit of everything. Deep down you want to do the right thing and become better, but the taste of pure power and greatness feels too good to let go. You want to stop, but it feels good. Some people pretend to be a saint, others embrace the fact that they are not. We all have a bad past, maybe some people choose to never change who they are because life without sin and corruption feels like a life of misery. The feeling of always playing it safe, the feeling of living the same old life with no endless possibilities of pleasure and power. Everybody has a dark side, some people choose to depend on their darkness because of the rewards that comes with it. Once you have gotten a taste of toxic, it becomes a form of worship that feeds your soul and gives you a sense of power that cannot be tamed. Sometimes you have to let people live their life, however they see fit.



~Bad Little Boys Go to Hell~






~Jason Kortare: Re-Invented~



15+ years of being in and out of this wrestling business, what exactly can be said about Jason Kortare? Honestly, I thought I was gonna retire a long time ago. I told myself that I was never going to put wrestling boots back on again. Why oh why do I do this to myself? Why do I tell myself that I never want to step foot in this crazy world again but then I turn around and sign another wrestling contract? Perhaps i'm just addicted, the hunger, the ambition, the aggression, the rush, it feels good.... This wrestling industry can feel like Hell but the rewards can also feel like Heaven. It's ok if you've never heard of me, I was never in this thing for fame, even though I enjoy getting it. I was in it for success and power. I've had plenty of success, I've had plenty of power. If you ever came in contact with me, naturally you would think I was handsome, I thank God for my dad's genetics and DNA. I didn't ask God to make me gorgeous with a face and a body, he simply gave it to me. Besides my physical appearance, I can't deny the great list of championship title belts that I have won along the way. Sometimes I get amazed at how far I have come in my life. I got a dirty mouth and a dirty mind, some people can't handle my mouth and tongue, but it has a lot of skills. I never said that I was a saint, I tried to be for five minutes and I got bored with it within five minutes. I had some rough times in my life, some rough months, I stepped away from the wrestling ring to get my mind together. I feel like I have finally gotten myself back on track. I'm feeling really good, my mind is clear and focused. I have a legacy to build in that ring that needs to be finished. The name Kortare needs to be a name that spreads all over this business. I respect this business and frankly, I can never seem to stay away from it. The blood that flows through my veins will not let me sleep until I finish exactly what I started years ago. Winning matches, winning championships and making good money has always been fun, but there is a craving and a thirst that needs to be satisfied before I can TRULY walk away from this business. I crave it now more than ever, I find myself growing back into the beast I once was when I wrestled my first title match years ago back in the early 2000s.



My heart keeps pounding, my body kept yearning for the bloodshed of somebody else's blood over my body. Pain can give me pleasure when it leads me to another victory. The last thing that I need to be doing is trying to explain myself on who I am to somebody who simply does not understand. I allowed my craving for ambition and greatness to eat at me and take over my soul. There is no turning back now, the man that I am now is the man that I am going to be forever. I might be heading to Hell one day, but if I bring Hell to those around me that seek to interfere in me reaching my greatness? Then it will all be worth it.



New Life. New Focus. New Goal.



2/8/2018

New York

10:13PM



As much as I love New York, it's one of the worst places to be during the winter time. Snow was on the ground, I kept staggering and losing my balance as I was walking on the sidewalk of a big wealthy neighborhood. I could see expensive mansions on both sides of me. It was late at night but lights were lit up everywhere. I must have drank too much because I felt like I was going to throw up in the snow. I had on a big black coat and some boots, but I still felt cold. I had been walking down the neighborhood block for a good half hour. Everything around me was so quiet, I took the 40 ounce bottle of beer that was in my right hand and I began to take another sip of it. I couldn't help but notice one particular mansion that I was coming across on my right side. I knew who lived there, his name was Keon Harris and he was an old friend of mine. Once I realized that it was Keon's house, I quickly started to run over to the front gate. I was highly drunk, so of course I ended up tripping and falling onto the ground! I could see my beer bottle pouring out all over the ground. It took me a few minutes to pull myself up off the ground, I finally make it to the front door as I began to ring the doorbell. It was so cold outside, I started to ring the doorbell forcefully as I could finally hear someone's voice appear over the front door intercom.



[Keon]: "Hello? Who is this?"



[Jason]: "Keon, Keon Harris? I had a feeling you lived here, it's me, Jason..."



[Keon]: "Jason who?"



[Jason]: "Jason Caine, it's me bro, open up, let me in."



Caine was my real last name, Kortare was simply my ring name in the wrestling world.



[Keon]: "Jason? What are you doing here?"



[Jason]: "Please let me in, so I can talk to you?"



It took a few minutes but I can finally hear the gates starting to unlock and open up. Once the gates came open, I simply stepped through and made my way over to the front door. I could see Keon opening up the door and stepping outside to greet me. Well, he wasn't exactly greeting me, he looked at me confused and noticed how drunk I was. It was obvious this guy was not happy to see me. I tried to reach out to give him a hug and he simply brushes me off.



[Keon]: "Jason Caine? What are you doing here man? How did you find out where I live?"



[Jason]: "I got New York connections bro, let me in it's cold out here."



The level of annoyance showed to the fullest on Keon's face. He must have been sleeping based on the fact that he was in his bathrobe. Taking some steps back, he decides to let me in his beautiful home.



[Jason]: "Thanks man, it's good to see you..."



[Keon]: "Pfft, it's not good to see you. Are you drunk? You look terrible."



[Jason]: "What's wrong man?"



[Keon]: "What's wrong? Last time we saw each other, you left me hanging. We used to work together in the same gang years ago. You turned your back on me and pretty much left me for dead. You wanted to follow your little wrestling dreams."



[Jason]: "We were young and stupid back then. I was not going to spend the rest of my life in a gang that would eventually get me killed. You were supposed to follow behind me and get out of that type of lifestyle. I had the strength to leave and you should have left too."



Keon followed me as I made my way into his kitchen area. I had to lean up on the counter to keep my balance, I was staggering and trying to remain perfectly still.



[Keon]: "Why did you come here? Are members of the Rawyals after you and you need a place to hide? You can't stay here, I want nothing to do with you."



[Jason]: "Judging by the looks of this nice house, I see you haven't left the gang world. I guess drug money has been taking care of you well."



Keon took the back of his hand and smacks Jason hard across the face as he falls down to the kitchen floor!



[Keon]: "F*CK YOU MAN! This is my hard earned money. I should have told the goons where you was years ago and had you killed in cold blood. I don't owe you anything, as of matter of fact, get out of my house."



It was obvious that I was at Keon's mercy. I slowly tried to get myself up off the floor as I got on my knees and pleaded to Keon for mercy.



[Jason]: "Please help me bro, I lost everything, i'm no longer wrestling anymore, I lost all of my money while going into debt. I tried to get back into the wrestling ring and have a career. I spent so much time trusting the wrong people, I spent up all of my money on the wrong things. I have no place else to go, I came all the way out here to see if you could help me. C'mon Keon, we were like brothers. I was there for you when you needed it."



Keon sighs as he watches me pull myself up off the floor. He shook his head while looking at me in disgust.



[Keon]: "Jason, Jason, Jason.........Look at yourself, here you are standing in my kitchen, drunk and pathetic. You truly have let yourself go man. What happened to you? Mr. big wrestling superstar, heh. Now all of the sudden you need me for help? What has been going on with you?"



I needed to sit down somewhere, grabbing one of the kitchen stool chairs, I finally sat down. I'm sure Keon could smell the liquor on my breath.



[Jason]: "I spent the past two years trying to make a name for myself in the wrestling world again. I used to have my own marketing business, I was wrestling again, I was actually wrestling in a few companies. I left the wrestling companies on bad terms, I blew a lot of my money out because I was simply trying to survive. I just wanna get my life back. I made some bad choices, all I needed was a few days to get myself together."



Shaking his head, he shrugs as he walks over to me with a serious look.



[Keon]: "Good ole' Jase tried to be a big leading man in this world. He ended up becoming a loser, I hear your family no longer wants anything to do with you. I hear you got enemies who would love to see you dead. What makes you think that i'm gonna help you? You ended up becoming a loser in life Jase, that's not my problem. Go sleep in a homeless shelter, it's obvious that you started drinking heavy again. I know you very well Jase, we used to be friends. Your wrestling career is over, your life is over and now you wanna come to me with your tail tucked between your legs? You are sadder than I thought."



[Jason]: "You don't know what my life has been like....."



[Keon]: "Frankly, I don't care to know. I'm not living life in the gang world no more. All of that stuff is behind me. I don't speak to anyone anymore. I got my own life to live."



[Jason]: "Can I stay here just for tonight? I promise you that I will be gone in the morning."



[Keon]: "No..."



[Jason]: "Keon, please."



With a force of aggression, Keon grabs Jason by his collar and yanks him out of the chair and throws him out of the kitchen. Due to Jason's drunken state of mine he staggers and falls to the floor!



[Keon]: "Get up you little piece of sh*t."



Jason could feel the hard grip of Keon grabbing him and taking him into the living room. Keon throws Jason on his couch and then grabs him by his hair and gets right into his face.



[Keon]: "I don't hear from you for years and years, you decided to turn your back on me and try to become a big star. You lost everything that you had and now you need a place to stay? You got a lot of nerve bro. Why should I do anything for you? As a matter of fact, maybe I should go upstairs, get my gun and just kill you right now. I doubt if anybody would miss you, not your ex-wife Victoria, not your family, you never had any kids. You decided to let money, fame, wrestling and power corrupt you. Now, Jason Caine has got nothing."



So much pain and emotion flowed all over Jason's face.



[Jason]: "I'm sorry...."



[Keon]: "Yeah, you are sorry..."



The whole living room area was silent, Keon didn't take his eyes off of Jason. Seeing the look in Keon's eyes, all Jason could do was take a look back on his life. It seems like yesterday he was just a young kid living in New York. He had his wrestling dreams, he felt like his parents never really understood him. He grew up making so many wrong choices and bad decisions. He was apart of a gang, he got caught up in drugs, drinking and God knows what else. Professional wrestling was the one true thing that was always in his heart. The wrestling world helped clean up his act as he got older. There was a time when he once had a successful wrestling career, he lost it all, he lost everything that meant something to him. No wrestling contract, no home, no life to truly call his own. A small tear began to shed down Jason's face as Keon kept his eyes on him with a glare.



[Keon]: "You can sleep on my couch for tonight, before the sun rises up, I want you gone, if not, I am going to kill you. Do you understand?"



[Jason]: "Yes....Keon."



Keon finally let's go of him as Jason lays down on the leather couch.



[Keon]: "Go to sleep, goodnight loser."



All Jason could do was shut his eyes and try his best to fall asleep....



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20 Minutes Later.



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All the lights were turned off inside Keon's house. The sound of snoring can be heard from Jason as he continued to lay on the couch...



Jason should definitely get an oscar for best actor after that stunning performance he just gave Keon. Seriously, did he actually think that he was really drunk?



In a matter of seconds, Jason quickly gets up from off the couch as he quickly begins to look around the living room area. He begins to pull out his cell phone as he quickly rushes out of the living room and makes his way downstairs into the basement. Dialing up a number, he begins to call someone on his phone. The basement was big in size, he quickly unlocks the basement's backdoor as someone begins to answer his phone.



{Cassie}: "Hello?"



[Jason]: "Cassie, I made it inside Keon's house. I unlocked the backdoor for you."



{Cassie}: "Do you see the vault safe?"



[Jason]: "I'm searching around the basement for it."



There was a hallway inside the basement that led you to another portion of the basement. The door was locked.



[Jason]: "I found another section of the basement that leads to a door. The safe must be in there."



{Cassie}: "I'm coming in..."



Within a matter of minutes, the backdoor opens as Cassie now enters inside the basement. She was dressed in a black leather bodysuit, gloves and was wearing a Hillary Clinton mask to hide her identity.



{Cassie}: "Where is Keon?"



[Jason]: "Upstairs in his bedroom."



{Cassie}: "Go and lay back down."



Cassie was on a mission as she rushes out of the basement and heads upstairs. She didn't know her way around Keon's house but she had to go with her instincts. Heading up the stairs, she began to search for the bedroom, there was only one bedroom door open as she enters inside and spots Keon fast asleep while laying on his stomach. Moving over to the side of the bed, Cassie strikes Keon in the back of the head hard with her gun! Keon yells out loud in agony as he looks up and could see Cassie pointing the gun at him.



{Cassie}: "Where is the safe?! Take me to it and open it up, NOW!"



Keon threw his hands up in mercy as he became nervous.



[Keon]: "Ok, ok, ok calm down..."



{Cassie}: "Take me to the safe, keep your hands up and do exactly what I say, understand?"



Nodding his head nervously, Keon steps out of his bed with his hands up.



[Keon]: "It's downstairs in my basement..."



{Cassie}: "TAKE ME TO IT OR I WILL KILL YOU."



It was obvious Keon knew that this woman wasn't playing around. Keon leads her back down to the basement. They made their way through the living room and Jason went back to laying on the couch and pretending to be "asleep". Once Keon and Cassie got down into the basement, he made his way down the secret hallway and opened up the door with a key. Walking through the door, they find themselves a small room with a big safe vault inside the room.



{Cassie}: "Open it up! NOW!"



Meanwhile....



Jason headed outside of the house and around the corner towards the back of the house.



Cassie made Keon open up the safe and it was filled with a million dollars. Cassie pulls out a big black trash bag and forces Keon to load it up with tons of money. Once he filled the bag up completely, she told him to get on the floor.



{Cassie}: "The Rawyals sent me, you got a problem with it, take it up with Benny."



In a matter of seconds, Cassie rushes out of the basement and exits from the backdoor! Jason had the getaway truck ready for Cassie as he pulls up behind the house and spots Cassie running towards him with a big trash bag full of cash. He pops the trunk open as she places the bag inside the trunk and quickly gets in the passenger's seat as they drive off!!!!



[Jason]: "How much money did you get?"



{Cassie}: "At least $600,000."



[Jason]: "My girl, I love you Cassie."



{Cassie}: "I love you too, that's why this is going to work. Just keep driving for awhile."



Jason Kortare and Cassie are not boyfriend and girlfriend, they have been close and have known each other for years but was never in a relationship. Friends with Benefits in a massive way is actually the best way to describe their newly put together "relationship." As of now, they only trusted each other.



{Cassie}: "Do you remember the plan?"



[Jason]: "We take this money and head for Mexico, we lay low for ten months and then come back to the States."



{Cassie}: "I am going to see to it that you and I get our contracts. It's time we got back to work and I think I know the perfect company that we can truly call home."



[Jason]: "Mexico has wrestling schools, home developments and everything that we need to lay low until we come back. We gotta do this together baby."



Cassie quickly removes the mask and suit that she had on. She quickly started to strip down into her bra and panties right there in the passenger's seat. Jason couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous body and killer beauty.



{Cassie}: "Pay attention to the road Jason, don't worry, you are going to have full access to this whenever you want. As soon as we get back into that beautiful world of wrestling, everything will fall into place. We made promises to each other and I know that when we stick together? We can reach those promises. Things are going to be so great for us from here on out."



[Jason]: "We got this baby, I got this baby..."



Jason couldn't help but massage and caress her left leg as he begins to go up her thigh...



{Cassie}: "Promise me, that once we come back and land our contracts? It will be the right company for us, the perfect wrestling company for us. Promise me, that we are going to rule it the best way that we know how....."



[Jason]: "..............I promise."



Jason turns to look right at Cassie.



To Be Continued

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Months Later





Los Angeles, California

5/20/2019

8:12PM

Present Day



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Nothing like driving through the city of angels, there was something about Los Angeles that made you want to dream big. It's the city where everybody goes to follow their dreams. Cassie was sitting next to Jason Kortare in the backseat of an UBER as they were headed to the airport. During the whole ride to the airport, Jason was rather silent. I wanted him to feel more comfortable as I place my hand on his knee. I looked over at him with a warm smile. He was dressed casually in jeans and a designer t-shirt. I could see his big pecs, biceps and triceps filling up the shirt ever so nicely. He turns to look at me with a smile, it won't be long until we arrive at the airport and head out of the country.



Tonight was a big night for the both of us, we had all of our bags packed up, we are two newly signed talent who will be joining EWC and their Friday Night Rampage roster. Out of all the wrestling companies to join, I am beyond grateful and happy that EWC took an interest in the both of us. Pretty soon we will be in the skies, heading to Europe and traveling on the road once again with another wrestling company. I have been anxiously ready to get back into the ring and I know Jason feels the same way. I looked over at him as our UBER drove over the highway.



{Cassie}: "You ok?"



He turns to look at me, he sighs a little.



[Jason]: "Yeah, why?"



{Cassie}: "You seem quiet...."



[Jason]: "I got a lot on my mind..."



{Cassie}: "Nervous?"



[Jason]: "About what?"



{Cassie}: "You've been in this wrestling business for years, you are about to join another company. You have every intention on truly finishing your legacy and truly building the name Kortare in EWC. Jason, I want you to know that it's ok to be a little concerned."



[Jason]: "I have nothing to be concerned about. I have trained long and hard, last year got me prepared for this year. EWC took an interest in me, i'm ready to finish where I left off in my career."



{Cassie}: "The world title..."



[Jason]: "It's not just the world title, Cassie, I have spent so many years trying to get myself back on track. I was ready to hang up my boots and give up on one day becoming a world champion."



{Cassie}: "You never give up Jase, that's one of the things that I like about you. I wouldn't be here working alongside you if I didn't believe in you."



[Jason]: "It's not that I don't want great things to happen for you too Cassie, it's just, my mind is racing right now."



{Cassie}: "Were gonna have each other's back in EWC, we always have each other's back.



she turns to fully face him.



{Cassie}: "Jason, you and I have been through so much in this whole entire business. I remember when I first met you in PWT years ago. You acted like such a ladies man towards me, I kept turning down your advances and you got so frustrated by that."



[Jason]: "Haha, yeah I remember."



{Cassie}: "Over the years, we grew an amazing friendship and an alliance with each other. When we left PWT, we started working together in other companies. In WWH, you won the tag team title, you was great and it was another accomplishment for you. I know we have spent a long time at trying to truly reach the top level of our careers, but if we didn't believe in ourselves, we would not be here together. I know how much your legacy means to you. All we have to do is make a promise to each other, that we will bring forth everything that we possess in EWC. We both know that only the strong survive, you always saw yourself a hungry lion ready to attack, you still got the beast inside of you, all you needed was a friend like me to remind you of who you are."



The look I gave Cassie on my face, I heard everything that she was saying to me. I spent so much time getting to where I am now, EWC is such a top establishment in wrestling. If I was going to show off my skills anywhere, EWC is the place for me to be. Deep down I know that Cassie knows how much i'm rooting for her as well. I can't believe that i'm actually doing this again. I am starting over once again with my wrestling career. I can't imagine turning back now, why stop now?



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The End

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This is an interesting turn of events, I just arrived as one of EWC's newest signed talents and I already have to leave the country. The last time I was out of the country, I was in Mexico and I was laying low. I don't think I have ever been to Ireland, i've traveled all over the world during my wrestling years but Ireland does not ring a bell to me. It was a nicely chilled night, I was in Dublin, Ireland for EWC's Hardcore Revolution pay-per-view. Cassie suggested that I enter the hardcore battle royal, but I decided not to enter. I plan to make my on screen debut soon, but I wasn't ready to just jump back into the ring. Once the next Friday Night Rampage comes around, I know that I will be ready. I have waited so long to get back into the ring, finally my chance is about to happen.



What exactly is there for me to do in Dublin anyways? I stopped drinking last year, maybe they have some nice restaurants for me to attend. I felt completely lost in the city. It was 8:47PM, I was dressed nice and casual as I was walking along down one of the streets known as The Temple Bar. There was so much Ireland culture around me. The people seemed pleasant, I blended right in with everybody else. I came across a nice irish bar on the block, I simply walked inside and I could see the bar crowded with local irish natives. Irish music was playing inside the bar, they had T.V. screens posted up that was playing sports. I had no intention of drinking but I could at least sit up at the bar and order something non alcoholic.



I felt like a fish out of water as I sat alone at the bar. The majority of the men inside bar was all pale skinned, who clearly haven't been to the gym since 2005. The handsome masculinity and sex appeal of Jason Kortare cannot be denied no matter where he is. I guess these irish natives are gonna have to be exposed to hardworking perfection. I was wearing nicely fitted dark blue jeans and a white designer buttoned up shirt. I had the top buttons unbuttoned so that my pecs can breathe. I'm usually good at adapting to any location, but i'm a New Yorker from the states, clearly this is a different type of atmosphere for me.



The bartender asks me for a drink, I decided to order a diet cherry coke. I think he was surprised that I didn't order anything stronger. I didn't want any drama, I simply wanted him to bring me my soda. I rolled my eyes and shook my head with annoyance as the bartender walks off. Please don't tell me that irish people are crazy with their red headed tempers. It's been so long since I been in a bar fight, but these clowns look like fighting while drunk is in their DNA. I decided not to pay anybody any attention around me. All I wanted to do was sit back and enjoy my drink. Looking above at one of the T.V. screens inside the bar, the commercial for EWC's Hardcore Revolution PPV begins to play as I quickly started looking at it. Watching the commercial, I caught a glimpse of a man who was featured in the commercial...... The name Victor Price came across the screen during the commercial. Once the commercial went off, I pulled out my phone and started to google search the name Victor Price.



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I lost track of how late it was getting that night. A few hours had gone by and I never left my seat at the bar. My head was hanging down as I couldn't stop looking at my android phone. I spent the past hour or so researching Victor Price on my phone. I did a few online searches and I kept reading up on him. I didn't really know who he was at first, since he's in EWC and I was officially apart of the company, I figured why not look him up.



..........I can't lie, for the past few months, getting myself ready to return to the ring, I have been somewhat nervous about getting back to having my wrestling career again. It's hard not to feel like a nobody when you haven't truly reached everything that you wanted to reach yet. I spent too many months last year going back and forth feeling insecure about my life and my career. The month of June was right around the corner, I needed to feel alive again, I needed to feel like the world wanted me. I knew deep down I had all the tools of becoming a household name in EWC, all I had to do was take the first steps. It has been such a long journey for me. Anyways, I googled pictures of Victor Price, he's a good looking guy, I can't admit that. I was impressed by his physique. I got a good look at some of these guys on the roster, and boy could they use my workout regime and fitness plan, but hey, i'm not here to save these clowns, but to simply run through them until I got my spot at the top of the rankings.



Maybe there's something about Victor? I don't know, I started reading so much about him, I even watched a few of his old interviews on Youtube. I feel like I have a few things in common with him. I'm sure he's gonna be at the Hardcore Revolution Pay-Per-View, a man of his caliber, I wouldn't even know what to say.



Suddenly, with a quick thought coming into his head, Jason started to think about his newly formed agency that I recently put back together. The Kortare Marketing Agency. Victor Price seems like he knows the right price on what's good for business. Perhaps the right business move would be to make a move in Victor's direction..........I don't know why I couldn't stop googling his name Victor Price. My cell phone batter was almost dead, the bartender was telling me that they were about to close up shop. I paid the bartender my drink and didn't leave a tip. All I wanted to do was head back to my hotel, i'm sure Cassie was waiting for me.



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I didn't think that my life and career would be filled with a history of bad decisions and obstacles that kept me from going further with my wrestling career. I view myself as one big screw up. I am basically coming to EWC with baggage, but honestly, what wrestler doesn't have emotional baggage? I'm sure most of them on the roster has the same mindset that I have. All we wanna do is be successful and forget about whatever bad nightmares we had to go through in this business that once slowed us down. I had to fake it until I make it, regardless of the fears, worries and what ifs that I may be experiencing in the back of my mind? I had to stay focus and take full advantage of what EWC could do for me and my career. I'm happy that I restarted my marketing business, all I gotta do now is stay focused on what's important and making the right decisions.



I arrived back to my hotel in Dublin, removing my shoes, I looked over and saw Cassie laying in our bed. It was obvious she wasn't wearing anything underneath the sheets. I removed my clothes and was in my pair of black boxers as I quickly crawled onto the bed. I rocked her body gently to wake her up as I placed a soft kiss on her lips. Kissing her lips softly and rubbing my hand down her body, I was clearly sending the message on what I wanted from her....



The night turned out to be an even better night than I had expected. It was hours later, almost 2 in the morning, my naked body was covered up under the sheets. I looked over and could see Cassie sleeping peacefully, I guess I took all the energy out of her, as I always do. It was so late that night and frankly I wasn't ready to fall asleep. There I was, laying on my back inside the bed, I could see my muscular reflection looking back at me from the mirror hanging above our bed. Biceps, Triceps, Abs, Face, everything was exactly where it should be. I grabbed my cell phone and unlocked the password. Cassie wasn't going to wake up anytime soon, the only light coming from inside our bedroom was the light coming from my own cell phone. I opened up my photo gallery and began to scroll through my pictures............I decided to save 10 pictures of Victor Price to my phone. There wasn't going to be any sleep for me anytime soon, I was wide awake, I had nothing but free time.


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I feel completely lost and out of place, my reasons for being in EWC is not just for the sake of me wanting to continue the success that I have already done, but to in a sense, find out exactly who I was meant to be in life. All of my twists and turns that occurred in my life had left me confused. I've wrestled in bad wrestling companies, I have a history of bad business deals, I ended up becoming loyal to the wrong people. I find myself stuck at a crossroads where I need to figure out who Jason Kortare is truly capable of becoming. I knew that I had a lot of work to do, it was time for me to move forward and take action. I needed to gather the attention of EWC and let them know who I am and that I truly belong here. The high level of establishment that EWC has is something that can't be denied. If I lose my focus, I might miss out on my chances of becoming the potential legend that I had always hoped to be. I needed to get my mind right and ready to make the right moves.


Jason..........You got this.


scene ends.