None?

Just before Monica was going to answer, a referee came by.

"Oh Jess your match is cancelled."

"What?! What for?!"

The referee shrugged.

"Not sure, something to do with Scott."

"That's it, im going to see that douche."

Jess entered his office.

"Ah yes, Jess. Please, close and lock the door."

Jess turned and did so.

"Look, I just want to know why you called off the match."

"Well..." he said "I did it because I didn't think you were ready. I wouldn't wanna see my favorite diva getting beat up."

She raised an eyebrow.

"Please, here, have a drink." he said, giving her a small glass of wine.
"Sorry that there isn't any other seat than mine, by the way."

She drank it.
"No offence or anything, but since when was I your favorite diva?"

"Since..." he said, pulling her a little closer to his seat "Now!"

Suddenly, he pulled down her pants in one swift motion, showing her bare snatch and ass. Jess gasped. "No panties eh? Just how I like it!" he said, and after one quick spank he pulled her so she sat right on his lap.

She tried to fight him off but there had to be something in that drink, or so she thought. Suddenly, she felt his dick go right up her big ass. She moaned instantly. He was thrusting in her ass when he riped her shirt and started squeezing and fondling her right breast hard. "I love your big tits and ass."