Tap out, the situation is hopeless

As much as you like the idea of being between Trish's powerful thighs the pressure on your skull is just too much and you are **** to tap out.

"Good try Agent Bond," Trish says, helping you to your feet.

"Thanks," you murmur slightly light headed.

"Good fighting both of you," interjects Trish, crossing her arms across her expansive chest, "But we're out of time so hit the showers then get to our second class of the day."

"What is it?" asks Anna.

"Written and theory."

"Great," you groan.

Still as much as you hate the classroom you don't want to flunk out and lose your job.