Of course things get worse

Lita strides to the side of the ring and grabs a microphone before returning to her evil smile.

'You know Trish you walk around here acting all superior to us other women in the locker room and I came out here to take you down a notch. Now you may think I have already done that but trust me, with your attitude, you deserve worse.'

The crowd cheer as they hear this and Trish, getting slowly to her feet makes a few feeble pleas but she knows she has been Lita's enemy for far too long for it to make any difference.

'Now I can think of a few things to do to you' continue Lita 'But I Think Vince McMahon had a pretty good idea a few years ago, so why don't we continue his train of thought? Take your Bra off!'

The crowd noise grows to unbelievable levels as they hear that they are going to see Trish's naked breasts as Trish's face goes pale and she looks about for anywhere to run, making a half-hearted bolt to the side of the ring, making it to the ropes before Lita's hand closes around the back of her thong, Wrenching it up and back, pulling Trish back into the centre of the ring.

'Try that again Trish and this comes off instead, now take your bra off!'

Turning back towards Lita slowly, the defeated blonde bombshell reaches slowly round to the clasp at the back of her bra.