They set the rules

Next week..... Monica walks up into the ring wearing a a cut up white t-shirt that went only to her breasts that were covered by a black strapless bra that went with her army cargo pants and army boots.

"Okay dick less wonder. You want a match. I got one!"

The lights turn off making everyone stand quiet when Jack says in the darkness, "It's about time."

The lights went back on revealing Jack standing in front of her wearing only his dark jeans as Monica stands back a little stun by his entrance, "I was wondering if you chickened out."

"Oh no. You think you scare me with that whole curb shit? Think again puta, I know who you are."

"Really?" Jack smiles, "Do tell."

"You are that punk my girls and I beat up that one time because you were on our turf. I remember, you scream like a pussy when we strapped you down to a table and made you eat our pussies. You had to get your Mama to save, you. Pretty rich bitch too. Never found out who she was but I know she'll put a lot of my homies in the hospital, after I make you my bitch, I'll take her out too. Then i can have both Mommy and son licking my snatch."

Jack start snickering and then starts to laugh out loud.

"What so funny?" Monica snarls.

"It's funny how you haven't fully truly grasp the situation of who are messing with and whose my family is. If you did, you would be running."

Jack wipes a tear from his eye, "So I'm guessing you have a match in mind."

"I do."

"Well what is it?" Jack says as his eyes lit up.

"Cry for Mama match." Monica smiles

Everyone cheers as Jack says, "Fine that sounds great. In fact I love it. When does it start?"

"Right now!" Monica throws a punch but Jack quickly catches it.

"Hmm, got to be faster then that tinker toes, but please work up a sweat. I love it when my bitches become all wet and moist for my cock." Jack licks her face before head butting her to the mat.

Jack starts laughing, "Come on sweetie because if you lose then I'm going to make tell me are where the rest of your girlfriends are at who attacked me." He mocks, "Wouldn't want my bitch to become lonely now do I?"

Monica wipes the blood off her lip and grinds her teeth as she appears for her next attack.