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Chapter 8 by DarkDeeds DarkDeeds

How does the match start off

With an Early Lead

Immediately lexi and I locked arms and began looking for an opening to exploit on each other. Lexi was a dangerous opponent, she was slightly larger and stronger than myself I had to admit, but she wasn’t as smart even if she thought that was the case. “Oh ho, you made a mistake Jezebel. You don’t know the first thing about real Rasling!” Lexis goaded as she gan pushing me to the edge of the ring.

“C’mon show me!” I challenged her. Tired of talk Lexis became impatient and attempted to grab my leg and preform a take down giving me the perfect popularity to counter. With ease I shifted my leg away from the takedown and **** Lexis straight down on to the mat landing on her chest. Catching her by suprise I sat down on to her back immobilizing her and leaving her lower body ****.

“Wait How did yo-” Lexis cried out in panic struggling to escape from under me. I played with the waistbands of her bottoms making her ”eep!” as she began kicking her legs to prevent me from taking her tights. Exactly what I wanted. Grabbing both her legs I wrapped one of my arms around her ankles and with the other I began undoing her sneakers.

“Ah you bitch!” Lexis blurted out with delicious embarrassment that I soaked in as I slowly undid her shoes. Peeling the left foot then right out of her sneakers and then finally her socks revealing her bare pale feet. They were surprisingly nice for someone so involved with sports. Her shiny red painted nails shimmered in the light, the pale nearly flawless soles wrinkled in reaction to the cool air. They were certainly something I did not expect from the big tough redneck cowgirl.

“Oooh the chat loves your toes, girl!” chimed Carmen who was grinning ear to ear as she subtly reminded Lexis of the stakes of losing. Lexis ears went from pale to bright red almost matching her hair. My imagination went wild thinking how embarrassed she can get if only losing her socks, but only for a moment before I refocused on the match.

“Aww does the mighty baseball captain love getting her nails painted?” I laughed as I dangeled her socks over her head. “I guess I shouldn’t expect much from a white girl!” I continued to gloat. Throwing her socks out of the ring I began looking to work from the bottom up starting with her bottoms. I attempted to peel them down her legs but I could not do so without repositioning myself.

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