Chapter 3

The girls found their way to studio three, where they were told the guys were. They quietly pushed the door open so they could peak inside. They could only see the guys movements from where they were behind a screen.

"Why do we have to be wet?" "Why do you insist on rubbing us down every few minutes?" "I look so slick that the women will just slide right off of me!" "Man, I'm glad the girls aren't here to see us get lubed up." The men were talking behind the screen.

The girls couldn't control their laughter. They opened the door, still giggling, that is until the guys came into their view. Their laughter died on their lips, but a lustful feeling came alive.

The guys were standing before them in wet swimming trunks *pause here for mental visualization......okay, continue* that clung to them...very well. *okay, another pause for mental visualization......* They were all shirtless and oiled with baby oil and water *once again....pause.........................................* Their hair was wet and dripping, and they all looked incredibly sexy.

"you guys weren't suppose to be here for another half hour." Jeff said, covering his arms over his chest. "yeah...well, we have to go by makeup earlier than we thought. We have a few new bruises to cover up." Jami explained.

"Did you guys hurt yourself working out?" Matt asked. "Well...you could say that...it's more like...we literally got kicked off of our machines." Lita told them and then explained the story.

"How badly did they hurt you?" "Oh, we are okay. Just sore with a couple new bruises." Tasha said. "yeah, a bruise on my butt!" Jami pouted.

The guys laughed at that before the photographers assistant ordered the guys to go to the photo room and the girls to go pick out their outfits for the new An Edgier Team Extreme photo.

The girls shifted through racks of clothing, trying to find the look they wanted. "What do we want our image to be? Innocent? Bad Girls? Bitches? what?" Jami asked. "I don't know. Since we don't really know the storylines we are going to be in, we really don't know how we should come off." Tasha muttered, flipping through more clothes.

"yeah, we don't even know how they'll do the character's personalities. They'll either give us all three the same image or they'll make one of us the good girl, one of us the bitch and one of us the bad girl." Lita thought outloud. "yeah, but they'd also make the guys match us, unless they keep us seperate as much as possible with the girls going one way and the guys doing their own thing." Tasha pointed out.

"Yeah...hmmmm, they'd make Edge the bad boy, so Tash would be the bad girl. They'd probably make Matt the bitchy one-so Lita would be the bitch. That would leave Jeff and I as the good guys." Jami sighed.

"Oh the hell with the WWF and what they want. I say we go with what we want." Tasha declared.

Jami had on white pleather pants with red and orange flames coming up them. She also wore a white flame shirt with fishnet sleeves.

Lita had on a dark, purple, pleather skirt with a black tank top, with a long sleeved purple, see-thru top over it.

Tasha wore black pleather shorts and a black corset type of shirt with fishnet sleeves.

They all jumped when they heard a knock on the door.

Chapter 4