You wrestle defensively

You're no weakling. Hell, you're stronger than most of the girls in the league. But it's pretty obvious you can't come close to matching Amber in the strength department.

If you're going to even stand a chance, you're going to have to use your brain.

That's hard to do when you're staring at her like you've lost your mind. She giggles, and then hits a lat spread. Then she shakes her quad out and flexes her leg. You can see every single muscle, shining in the oil and lights. She puts her hands behind her head, and flexes her biceps and abs at the same time. It's intimidating, but incredibly sexy, at the same time.

By now you're as almost as hard as her body is, and seeing this, she licks her lips and advances on you like a cat stalking its prey.

"Uh, little missy - I don't reckon I could talk you in to skipping the wrasslin part of this, could I?"

"Are you kidding? This is the best kind of foreplay!"

Amber pounces. You duck and twist to the side, and her arms slide off your body and close on the air. She grabs at you again, but this time you hit her with an arm drag, throwing her down into the oil, but she rolls straight back to her feet.

"You're actually fighting back! Guys almost never try to fight back anymore! Oh, you are SO getting fucked!"

You spread your legs and wait. She doesn't seem to have much self discipline when it comes to fighting... probably because her power usually has her opponents beaten before the match starts. Sure enough, she lunges at you again. This time, you duck and hit her with a back body drop. She lands in the oil with a splash, and seeing an opportunity, you dive down on top of her back.