Juice walks out

People booed as Juice slips out of the ring, leaving Delisha shocked.

"I don't believe it!" Scot yells as Juice walks up the ramp, with the anal beads still in her ass, hanging out like a tail.

"She seems to have completely humiliated herself in front of thousands of people." Scot says, clearly shocked.

"Not to mention, she acted like a real slut." Debbie replies

"This doesn't makes any sense."

Delisha just look on puzzled as Juice just slaps her ass and walks backstage, while the ref hands Delisha back her belt.

"And I have a feeling Delisha is asking the same thing too.

A day later….

Delisha walks into a back alley, from a side door after doing a large show with her band The Wildgirls. They were about to do a concert sometime after next week after she has her tittle match. Delisha knew she should've been on her guard as when she leaves for your world wide concert her belt is coming with her and people would have to wait till she got back, or follow her and gain a hefty travel bill in order to get the belt, so anyone could be waiting to challenge her at place and any time.

Delisha almost runs into someone as she exits the alleyway, while lighting a cigarette.

"Sorry, mate. Didn't see you there." Delisha then stops in her tracks, "Juice."

Juice, now with just black hair color instead of her normal purple hair color, just looks at Delisha, "Yeah, that's me."

"Mate, I'm so glad to see you. As things were a little wonkers after our last match together."

"Look man, I really have to go. I have something."

"Nonsense mate." Delisha wraps her arm around Juice and walks with her, "Let's go grab some beers and hang out."

"Nah, man. I really..."

"Swell, I knew I could count on you."