Casey escapes

Casey leaned back, throwing both her boots into Chantz’s chest and knocking her back. She grabbed Vicky’s hair, dropping down to slam her throat down on the rope. Vicky bounced out of the ring, **** as Casey scrambled painfully and desperately across the ring, tagging in Mama.

“Rest up, sweety,” Mama assured, running in and quickly clotheslining Chantz. “You want a piece of the Luvs? Come get some, pumkin.” She leapt up in the air and slammed butt-first down onto Chantz’s gut, taking her hair and slamming her head down on the mat repeatedly while Casey nursed her injuries.