Bethany Baker

Out of the crowd came Bethany Baker, with everyone speaking in hush tones as she jumps over the fence in her purple shirt and black skirt and walks up steps to the ring.

Delisha and her bandmates are seen running back upstage as Bethany takes the ring.

Bethany leans over the ropes and gestures for a mike and a stage hand gave her one before she turns to the two women in front of her, "'ello everyahne. No time, no see. I was joehst mendin me own business fahllowin me daoehghter and 'er mates ahn deir first beg tooehr like any good groupie, when I 'eard sahme beg dyke askin fahr sahmeone to challenge 'er in a sex match. Now, being me, 'ow cooehld I say no to dat?"

"Are you sure you want to do this? It's been awhile since I heard you fought in a sex wrestling match."

"Oi!" Bethany stares at Bustules, "Look who's talkin. Amazahn o' de sloehts. Now I dahn't know why your Mama left you in de loehrch like dis, maybe she's scared. Maybe you remend 'er o' dat beg tetted cow dat rammed 'er, I dahn't know. Boeht I 'ad me mahments wit blahndes and guess what darlin you dahn't scare me. In fact, 'ow abooeht we make dis a 'ardcahre match fahr ahld time's sake?"

Everyone cheered.

No rules, Joehst oehs and and sahme 'ardcahre foehckin?"

Bustules looks at Tanya, who nods her head.

The tall woman leans and raise her hand out, "You got a deal."

Both women shakes hands before Bethany slaps Bustules hard in the face.

Everyone oohed at that with Bustules looking pissed with her cheek where Bethany slapped her bright red.

Bethany smiles, "Joehst to get de yooehr mahtor started, loehv!"

Both women throws their mikes out of the ring and move to either side of the ring with Tanya getting out of there.

"That fucking bitch!" Tanya is heard saying as she puts her headset on, "This is what I get for trusting a Luv. I'm going to sue her ass for this outrage. We had a fucking deal! A binding contract!"

"I'm already on it, Ms. McVan."

"Thank you Tracey, at least there is someone I can trust."

The bell rings.