Jack

Jack walks into the gym of the women face's locker room, wearing only a towel around his waist and sees Tara lifting some weight wearing only a black sports bra and her tennis shoes on as James Green is on his knees, naked, eating her pussy.

"45....46....47....Eat faster, you want to make your opponent cum in the ring, don't you?"

James nods his head as he muffles something.

"Then move your tongue faster....48...."

"Tara." Jack simply says as he stands to her right.

Tara looks at Jack and gives a big fake smile, "Jack. What a pleasant surprise you're here. How my former partner doing? Still treating the women in your life like trash."

Jack just glares at her and grabs James' head and **** him to look up, "You. Gone."

James nods his head and says nervously, "Sure thing. Mr. Matthews."

James then quickly stands up and walks away quickly.

"Now that wasn't very nice." Tara puts her weights down and wipes the sweat from her face from a towel nearby. "He was improving. For a minute there I thought he might actually hit my g-spot. Something you always knew where to hit."

Jack gives a deep breath and then asks calmly, "What are you doing Tara?"

"Me? I don't know what your talking about....partner."

Tara then looks at Jack, "By the way I love the look, I personally would love it even more if you took the towel off, but then again I don't want to be disappointed again by what I see."

"Cut the crap, Tara!" Jack yells, "Someone just shoves a bunch of dildos in my locker and wrote a note calling me a dick!"

"Hmm, I guess someone got your number, huh?" Tara finishes wiping the sweat off her face.

"You telling me, you had nothing to do with this?" Jack asks as she throws the towel to the ground.

Tara thinks about it for a few seconds and says, "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. But then again..." She stands up and asks looking him in the eyes, "How many other women have you cheated on besides me?"

"What...what are you talking about?" Jack asks with a little bit of a stutter.

"Now whose full of it. I know about Jessie, Jack! I know you asked her out on a date."

"How...how did you find out?" Jack asks meekly as he looks to the ground ashamed.

"She wouldn't shut up about it! That's why. She's been going around the locker room about how remorseful you are with all you did to her, and that you might have actually change!" Tara then scoffs, "Are you actually going back to her?"

"I don't know....maybe...look...Tara. Let me explain."

"No, Jack shut up and you listen to me. I did all that you ask of me.I went to Tibet with you after you over threw Baroness by being the Masked Priest, which was the greatest time of my life, I might add. I broke up the Champions by pretending to hate you after you came back to 'life' for everyone after you faked your own suicide to fool Baroness and the Sexperts. We then secretly train with each other, we sort a of dated each other, we certainly fucked each other. Hell I was the one who gave you those gadgets from Vallery to fight in your current matches, not her! And after all that you want to go back to that little whore who caused you so much pain and heartbreak in the first place. Tell me did you tell her your whole story of your life like you told me on our first date before you fought Simone for the first time?"

Jack sighs not wanting to answer the question, "What do you want Tara?"

"Oh now my opinion matters?"

"It always matters."

Tara looks down sadly, "I want something more then this. More then just fucking each other behind our friends' backs and pretending to hate each other so we won't get hurt by each other enemies."

"What do you mean?"

Tara turns around and starts to walk away, "You figure it out. I'm done."

Jack grabs her shoulder, "Tara wait....we are not done here."

Tara grabs his hand and swings him to the wall and slams into him, "No, we are. Now you go on that date with what's her face after this tournament, you get to fuck her or do whatever you two do with each that isn't arguing or trying to kill each other and then by the end of the night, you decide. Which one will make you the happiest."

She then puts her hand down his towel and starts to stroke his cock, "Her...."

She then grips tighter making him moan a little bit, "Or me."

She then leans in and whispers in his ear, "You have till midnight to decide and then after that we truly are done."

Tara then walks off.

Jack takes a few breaths as he tries to compose himself as his dick is still long and hard from Tara's stroking.

"So...." A voice pops out of nowhere.

Casey comes out from the shadows with a smile on her face, "You weren't alone in Tibet when we found you sulking in booze and cheap whores. I tried to tell Mama but she wouldn't listen. Said it was all in my head!"

"How much did you heard?

"All of it."

"Well then that's mean you can go. Tell everyone what you heard." Jack sits down on the workbench. "Have fun, make sure you tell Mom how much of a shit storm she put me in by accusing the wrong WOMAN of giving me weapons."

"Nope." Casey sits down next him, "I'm going to sit down right here."

"What the hell do you want? Can't you see I'm busy!"

"What you think Zoe is the only one who cares about you? I just want to see how my baby brother is doing after facing a dick stomper like Simone in a hardcore match."

She then spots the boner peaking out from Jack's towel, "Well, I see."

Casey chuckles a little bit but Jack just sits there and says nothing as he deep in thought.

Casey sighs and says, "You want to talk about?"

Jack's eyes turn to look her at her and says solemnly, "Yeah, why not."