yes they do (bonus chapter)

becky sighs as she tosses her bag down by the bed in her hotel room and strips her shirt off.

undressing tiredly, becky throws her clothes on the bed and goes into the bathroom and and turns on hot steaming water

for a long post match shower. becky lathers up her firm breasts as soap runs down her chisled abs past her belly button.

as becky washes her muscular legs she starts thinking of sasha.

she licks her lips and shudders as she thinks of sasha's dark brown nipples, imagining sasha naked in the shower with her with soapy water running down her belly and between her smooth warm thighs.

becky lets the water run over her face until it burns then pushes her hair back out of her eyes with both hands.

"maybe you were right Charlotte" becky murmurs softly,"maybe I DID like eating out sasha."

becky thinks back to the taste and texture of sasha's pussy and how clean and good it was (better than eating her ass anyway).

becky realizes her left hand has slipped between her legs and her first two fingers are massaging the inside of her pussy.

becky hesitates when she realizes she was unconsciously starting to masterbate to the woman shes been feuding with for half a year or more.

"what am I doin'?" becky mutters softly to herself.

becky finishes her shower and dresses for bed.

to get her mind off of sasha she crawls into bed and turns on the tv.

half an hour later a commercial for an upcoming match on raw featuring sasha banks plays and becky sighs in disgust as she feels her crotch starting to burn once more.

she closes her eyes and slips her hand down her shorts and lightly brushes her pussy with her finger tips imagining that sasha is touching her.

the fantasy is really taking off and becoming vivid in becky's mind when there's a knock at her door.

frowning becky pulls her hand out of her shorts and wipes it off with a sanitary wipe.

its almost 2 am.

"who the blazes could be knockin' on my door at this hour?" becky mutters as she climbs out of the bed and pads across the room barefooted.

the knocking is becoming more insistant.

"HOLD YER HORSES I COMMIN'" becky says loudly as she reaches for the door and opens it.