This choice: About 35 years old, 6'4" and built like Mike, all muscle and fat? • Go Back...Chapter #6Dan the Wrestler by: Theday   You make your way down to room 103, a locker room for hockey and such.
You take a deep breath and give it a knock and wait.
A second passes and you hear a voice call," Who is it?"
"I'm heard about the ad for an assistant for a wrestler," you answer.
"Good to hear," comes the voice inside, sounding very excited," com'on in."
You open the door to smell the usual Body Odor this place always has and spot a huge 6'4" wall of muscle and gut, he's wearing a tight t-shirt this is stretched with the belly he has and he's also wearing some shorts. He looks about 35 or so with green eyes and black hair. He's sitting by the weights, he must have been lifting. He raises to his feet and you feel very small. In a way he reminds you of Mike.
"Hey little man," he smiles walking closer and offers his huge paw in a handshake, you shake his hand and try to act tough while he almost crushes your hand. He lets you go and says," I'm Dan."
"I'm (insert your name here)," you introduce yourself with a smile and shake his powerful arm.
"Nice to meet you," smiles Dan," so what brings you here?"
"Well," you smile," I have no job and would like to earn some money to buy a few things for myself, travel a bit and get some interesting stories to tell."
"Well you came to the right place my son," Dan says with a smile letting go of your hand," so far you're the first person to apply for the job, so can I get you to write down your stats and phone number and such?"
"Sure," you smile as Dan gets out a clipboard and hands it to you.
You fill out your name, age, birthday, phone number and e-mail address along with your height and weight and clothing size. No idea why.
"Thanks kid," Dan smiles as you hand him the clip board," so are you a fan of wrestling?"
"Not a die hard fan," you answer truthfully," but a fan."
"Good to hear," Dan smiles," always good to have a fan to work with. My assistants often enter the ring after a bit with me."
"What happened to them?" you ask.
"They grew," smiles Dan.
"How?" you ask.
"They grew some muscles and also a bit of a waist line," jokes Dan patting his belly," could happen to you."
"I hope so," you smile," I hope I get the job."
"We'll see," Dan smiles," so far you're the only one applying. Maybe a few more will come yet."
"Hope not," you smile," See ya."
"Be good kid," Dan says and gives you a small wave goodbye and you head out of room 103 and into the hallway.
You say goodbye to Mitch and head home and watch TV.
Later That Night
You're on the computer and the phone rings and your Dad calls your name from downstairs. You pick up the phone and say," Hello."
"Hey (insert your name here)," says Dan.
"Hey," you smile.
"I'm just phoning to let you know that..."
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