Into the middle of a family power struggle

"I want to be in. But don't I get like, a chance to train, or practice, or anything like that?" You ask.

Tanya smiled patiently. "I'm not going to take the time to have someone trained if they don't have the look or the spirit for this. The last time I let someone in on a pity plea was Kimmy the teacher, and look what happens to her. She is, by the way, an exception to the rule. Mostly the girls do not go too far, and the staff watches out for the ones who might get a little... over excited. But have you ever heard the phrase 'Heaven helps she who helps herself'? It applies to Kimmy perfectly. Also, our gym has state-of-the-art equipment for training for sex fighting, not just weights and treadmills."

"Can I have a week to get ready?"

"No. However, if you're suitably impressive in your first match, you can have practice time afterwards. But I believe the best way to learn is by doing. Your first match is on the card later tonight. You have about 4 hours until then. Explore the building all you want, but do NOT be late for your match. Now leave, I've got work to do."

You turn to leave and walk towards the door.

"Wait. Come back." She says.

Curious, you walk back over to her.

"Now leave again, but much slower."

Two conflicting thoughts run through your head. On one hand, you're embarassed - your jean shorts seem much tinier than they did a few seconds ago. On the other, you sort of wish you had carried something in, so that you could drop it and pick it up...

You walk to the door again, not sure if you're supposed to try to be seductive or just to walk normally. You decide on normally, and Tanya doesn't stop you until you've left.

"So, you're one of the new girls."

You nearly jump. Leaning against the wall is a girl only a couple years older than you are by the looks of her. Her hair is cut much shorter than Tanya's, and there's an age difference of about 20 years, but they look so similar to each other you know right away this is Tanya McVan's daughter, Lisa.

Even if Lisa isn't the boss, she's still the second most powerful woman in the league.

"You know, there's a better way to break into the league than to go out and get fucked into oblivion by one of the long term wrestlers."

"Like what?" you ask.

"Like making friends in the right places." Lisa gestures around the ornate hallway with her arm. "All this is going to be mine sooner or later, and probably much sooner. Mom's old, she can't fight anymore, and she can't manage the league. She let Karen Luv start a union right under her nose. There's only one reason why I haven't taken over already..."

You remember hearing that Tanya recently greatly improved her fighting ability, and wonder if Lisa's plans to take over have anything to do with it. Lisa's smaller in frame than her mother and you can't imagine her being able to outwrestle her.

"Why?" you ask.

"Because the women are loyal to the one who signs the paycheck. I make plenty of money of my own, enough to buy most people out of house and home at a whim. I can get any boy I want to spend money on me, and if they try not to, I beat the hell out of them and if they're good looking, **** them. It's a living. But it's nothing compared to what the league makes for mom. If I'm going to take over, I need girls in the league who are loyal to ME. Of course, I take care of my own..."

"Like, how?" you ask.

"Like instead of feeding you to veterans like Kim the Beauty Queen or Casey Luv, I can give you helpless girls to play with until you're ready to move up, and even then, I can offer you all the backup you need. Besides, mom may be in charge, but she's boring. Just beeing SEEN with me would do you as much good as anything else..."

You're pretty nervous. For one thing, you're not positive this isn't a loyalty test. For another thing, you're pretty sure you don't trust Lisa. On the other hand, you don't want to make an enemy of her. And what she's offering sounds pretty tempting...