I'm in line to get a autograph from Trish Stratus. I see her sitting there, signing autographs, giving each person a beautiful smile. Occasionally, she stroked her blonde hair back when she felt it move.

The line got smaller, and, as I got closer, I noticed that she looked more like a sexy goddess. When there was one person left, I saw her wrestling attire and noticed her cleavage and her nice, big breasts.

I was nervous as ever.