”The tears were flowing freely now, and I felt mean about saying it, but I couldn’t stop myself. “Jill, I’m not being horrible, but look at ye...terday as an example. Truth is you were more excited and happier to spend time with your ex-boyfriend than you were with me, your husband for the last twenty years.”I squeezed her hands and for the first time kissed her softly. “Truth is, honey, if we carry on like this, we won’t have a marriage to come home to. You and me, both of us, need to decide. ..it was overwhelming...but no,no it can't it's to good...justto good.These thoughts were soon overcome by nothing but the pleasureRebecca was feeling and then...something burst.A scream dropped out ofRebecca's throat as she was brought to a point of such intense pleasureshe could do nothing but jerk around on the bed and pound her headagainst the pillows.Soon the feeling died away and she lay gasping onthe bed.She couldn't even begin to think about moving,her body was madeof lead,she was sure. I thought San Francisco, but ... Yeah. Makes sense,” she chuckled. “Maybe LA after? What about NME? Okay. Okay. Sure. Next week? Wednesday afternoon? Eddie’s ... okay. Great. Jann, can I ask ... uhm ... why are you calling? I mean ... That’s really nice of you to say. I do actually,” she laughed. “Yeah. I’ll be there. I’m looking forward to it. I’ll bring them. Okay. I’m definitely looking forward to meeting you. Thanks again. Bye.” She hung up.“Jann fucking Wenner wants me on his staff,” she. .. UHHHHH... Than fucking ready..." He adds, groaning as he films himself pulling out of her snatch and seeing the red hot sight of all her juices that now coat his rod, before he pans up and gets a good shot of her curvy and sweat-soaked form still laid out over his desk.There's an edit in the film to perhaps a few minutes later and now Stephanie McMahon is on her knees again, staring straight up and now with come composure that look of bitterness has returned, knowing both what she's all been.