Kat vs Fey

Kat, the 5'6 blonde head of the cheer leading squad, was pacing her living room puzzling as to what she was to do with the rest of her day. Fey, a 5'8 also blonde wrestling club champ, was sitting on Kat's sofa, admiring the tight fit of her best friends jeggings and her baggy t-shirt combo, was pondering how easy it would be to take the cheer captain down on a mat. Kat turned to realize that Fey was staring at her and decided to delegate the responsibility of her time.

"So what do you want to do?" sighed Kat, hoping for a good answer.

"beat you down" muttered Fey without collecting her thoughts.

"What!" exclaimed Kat, rather taken back by the idea of her best friend wanting to cause her harm.

"nothing! sorry!" retorted Fey regaining her thoughts.

Kat and Fey bot being straight with no chance of turning both looked at each other waiting for the other to say something. Finally Kat broke the silence by saying "Are you asking for a wrestle?" pondering as to how fun it might be to beat the schools champion.

"No" Fey replied rather sheepishly, she had always wanted to prove to Kat that wrestling was betting than shaking pom poms around. "Why did YOU want to?" she questioned.

"sure, I'll show you what cheering teaches you about putting people in their place" Kat replied with pride oozing from her juicy lips.

"your on" snarled Fey ready to take her besty down a notch.

"who goes first" smiled Kat