I put the laundry in front of her and hoped she would be happy with my efforts.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
The blond super star looked really annoyed. Backing up a bit I asked, "Miss McCool did I do something wrong?"
"Yes there is something wrong you idiot. I require all of my laundry hand washed! You've ruined priceless lingerie you moron!"
At this point I was getting a little irritated with her. She didn't give me any instructions and she has been pushing me around since I got here. She is crazy hot but I had my dignity after all. So angrily I told her, "You call me an idiot? You're the one who didn't tell me about how I should do the laundry, I've been nothing but nice and you've been nothing but a bitch!"
Michelle McCool, one time woman's wrestling champion got up out of her chair and talked forward.
"What did you just call me?" She asked this in a harsh low whisper. I could tell she was furious with me.
Swallowing thickly I replied, "Uh, I just got angry, I'm really sorry."
"Oh you will be sorry. Get down on your knees right now and beg for my forgiveness. No not on your knees I want you on your belly like a worm on the ground. Kiss my perfect feet and beg me to have mercy on you or I will show you why I was the woman's world champion."
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