Tracey

"You know I think I will take easy route. Let's start with Tracey."

"Psst!"

You turn around and see that Barbara is trying hard from laughing.

"You…you think Tracey is easy."

Barbara laughs a little bit before slapping you on the back, "That's what I like about you. Come on let's go see Tracey."

Next week…

Barbara knocks on the door of Tracey office.

A woman with a valley girl's voice replies, "Come in."

You both enter and see Tracey, sitting on the edge of her desk, in a tight business suit, with her legs cross as she chews some gum.

"Come in! Come in! I been, like, totally expecting you ever since Barbara gave me the call."

Tracey gets off her desk, "My name is Tracey."

She gives you her hand, which you take and finds that she's seems pretty strong with the amount of strength she put into her handshake.

"Ooh he's a strong one." Tracey smiles, "Welcome to Las Vegas. The official home of the SWL. I heard this is your first time as you have been doing road shows as we do with all our new wrestlers to try them out before we put them in the official arena."

She then gets closer and whispers as her hand goes to your crotch, "And I see your match with Gator, I personally like to try you out."

You can feel a strong grab at your dick making you jump.

"And jumpy at that." Tracey looks at Barbara, who looks annoyed, "I like that."

Tracey lets go and you give a deep breath as Barbara elbows you to stay focus.

"Now I have some toy ideas that I like think you may like." Tracey goes to the closet and starts pulling a rolling table with a white cloth over it, "My marketing team just thought this up this morning."

Tracey pulls the cart in front of you.

"Tell me what you think."

Tracey pulls the cloth and both you and Barbara stare in amazement.