There's no extinguishing Straight Fire!

Charlotte realises that her best chance to get this match back going her way is to return to her earlier match tactics of outmanouvering Becky and trying to get it oer quick, going low and aiming for Becky's leg again. This however turned out to be a mistake as the Lass Kicker dodges around Flair's grab and manages to find herself behind the blonde. Charlotte hardly has time to reack before she feels Becky's hands wrapping around her waist and then the floor falling away as Becky heavs Charlotte over into a big German Suplex. Crashing to the ground Charlotte is stunned, staggering as she tries to get to her feet she walks into a clothesline from Becky which knocks her down again. Charlotte tries to get to her feet again, clutching her chest closely as her top slowly rips more and more with every impact, the queen now struggling to keep her bra from view of the fans as she gets to her knees. Her caution however proves disasterous as Becky grabs her by the head and plants her to the mat with a DDT.

With Charlotte face down and all but **** Becky steps over her and reaches underneath her, after a brief struggle she pulls back, clutching the front of Charlotte's top which has now ripped completly open with the straps the only thing keeping it on Charlotte's body, meaning that as Becky pulls back she lifts up CHarlotte's torso, giving the crowd their first good looks at Charlotte's large bosom. Charlotte starts to come to her senses as she is lifted up and starts to flail, the only thing she can really do in this position to try and escape from Becky, all thoughts of saving her top now completly gone. there is a quick struggle as Becky shakes Charlotte back and forth, trying to shift the straps from her opponents arms before the straps themselves finally give way, ripping lose and dropping Charlotte back to the mat where she scurries away to the corner, her breasts swaying as Becky holds up her top in victory.

In the corner Charlotte hugs her chest and tries to block out the view the audienc have of her exposed bra but to little effect. Looking down at herself, pathetically clutching to her dignity with Becky across the ring laughing at her Charlotte realises she has to come to a decision.