Bayley tries to fight

Barely a second after Alexa has finished speaking, Bayley storms over to her and tries to grab the sock from her hand. “You gave my panties to the perverts in the audience, you’re a freak!”

Alexa lets Bayley have the sock, using the time instead to get a fistful of her towel. One sharp yank and all of Bayley’s tanned body would be exposed on television to millions.

“Okay, okay,” Bayley began, noticing her predicament and that she’d messed up. “Please Alexa, I’m sorry okay. Please don’t pull the towel away.

Alexa tightened her grip a little, pulling the hemline up a few inches, it was now showing off the majority of Bayley’s thighs.

She could see the pleading in Bayley’s eyes, and the escalation would take things too far, even for the Goddess. She relented, letting go of the towel and ushering the camera out of the room. “We’re even now Bayley, no more of this.”