No, Trish counters

No way! Trish has spent five years transforming herself from a piece of eye candy to one of the greatest women's wrestlers in history. She has a legacy and reputation to uphold. She's not about to throw all that away and disgrace herself by doing something depraved and perverted just so she can get the upper hand in one championship match against her former fangirl. Mickie is the one that's out to humiliate Trish and take her dignity. Trish isn't about to help the obsessive psycho achieve her goal by doing it all herself.

Trish looks over at Mickie and sees that she still has that same expectant look on her face. She takes a deep breath and pushes herself up onto her knees then lashes out for a wild smack and slaps Mickie upside the face. Mickie lets out a high pitched shriek of rage, humiliation and pain. She glares at Trish and tightens the hold of her legs around Trish's head. Mickie is now seething with unrestrained fury as she squeezes her thick thighs with all of her strength. Trish had given her a glimpse of hope but had once again trampled all over her heart. The thought of stripping Trish wasn't even crossing Mickie's deranged mind. Now she was hellbent on making Trish hurt. She wasn't going to stop squeezing until she pops Trish's head clean off.

Trish is starting to get light headed. She can't take much more of Mickie's squeezing. She needs to figure out a way to counter... and fast! Trish is already on her knees while Mickie is down below her with her thighs clamped tightly around Trish's head with Trish's face buried in her crotch. Trish grits her teeth clasps her hands on Mickie's thighs and then surges up onto her feet. Now Trish is standing but is bent over with Mickie hanging off of her. Trish's strength is fading fast. She is in no position to lift the woman hanging off of her let along stay standing for much longer. She probably has enough left for one last move before she ends up passing out. She lets out a low growl and dives forward. Trish's dive takes her over Mickie into a bridge. Mickie's legs are still locked around Trish's head but Trish has managed to reverse the hold and is now lying on her back on top of her opponent. She quickly raises her leg and drives her foot down onto Mickie's face.

"YAAAH!" Mickie's lets out a pained howl and finally releases her hold. Trish takes advantage and rolls off her over towards the ropes. Mickie rolls in the other direction and clutches at her face while Trish lets out a low gasp as she grabs the ropes and drags herself back up to her feet. Trish shakes her head and attempt to regain her bearings then looks back over her shoulder as sees Mickie on her knees clutching her face. Referee Jack Doane is hovering around Mickie attempting to check on her. Mickie finally pulls her hands away from her face to reveal a small stream of red coming down from her nose. Trish hadn't meant to give Mickie a bloody nose but after everything that the psycho had put her through she couldn't bring herself to feel overly sympathetic towards the crazy stalker.

Mickie stares down at her hands at the splotch of red blood on her palm. She was bleeding. It wasn't a huge injury. It was very minor. It was just a nose bleed. But that fact still remained... Trish... had made her bleed. Mickie raises her gaze and stares across the ring at her former idol. Mickie's lips are twitching as Trish slips into a defensive stance and waits to see how the psychotic diva reacts to the sight of her own blood.