Emily's head's in the game again

Emily let Rachel grab at her, ducking under her arm and getting behind her. She threw a quick boot into her butt, making Rachel stagger off balance and bang her face into the turnbuckle. ?OWWWW!?

She held her nose, staggering back. Emily knew she had to take this chance if she had any hope. She dove onto Rachel?s back, wrapping her legs around her waist and grabbing hastily onto her hair and pulling here and there. Rachel would shriek and flail in a panic, Emily?s weight pushing her forward until she collapsed, her neck landing on the middle rope in a kneeling position.

?Ah! I? now I?ve got you!? Emily chimed, grabbing onto the ropes for security while keeping Rachel?s hair in her hands.

?Ow! Leggo, you little queef! Gawd, I could probably fart a tune better than you could sing it!? Rachel protested.

Emily frowned at that. ?I happen?? she grunted, pulling back on the rope suddenly and surprising Rachel when it pressed up against her throat and choked her. ?To be a very GOOD singer!?