Face the weaker girl

"Fuck it, let's fight the weaker one," you say.

"Oh," the coach says, looking uncertain. "I suppose she could help you learn the ropes."

"Precisely," you say with a grin.

"Orla, are you OK with wrestling with...?" the Coach starts.

"Jack," you say.

"Are you OK with wrestling with Jack?" the Coach asks the girl, Orla.

"Uh, sure, I guess," Orla says, smiling nervously.

"Perfect," you grin. "Let's do it."

The Wrestling Team sets up the various wrestling mats out across the school hall. You take one near the edge, standing opposite the girl.

"OK..." she says. "You have to try pin the opponent for two seconds. No punching, or kicking, or biting, or scratching or anything like that."

"Perfect," you smile, looking at the skinny looking girl in front of you.

"OK," she says. "Ready?"

"Ready," you reply.

With that, you both step forward onto the map. She gets low, her arms ready to charge and pin you down. You almost feel bad for her, seeing as you think you might actually break her in two if you're not careful. You could just keep grabbing, ensuring you get a good feeling of her ass and tits, having a groping free for all. Alternatively, you could try pin her down and have some dry humping.