And a costly mistake

The red head crumples top the floor like a sack of potatoes, crashing down on the protective mats, having managed at the last minute to rotate herself so that she took the brunt of the impact on her left shoulder rather than her head and neck. Laying on the mats she was easy pickings for Tiffany who rushed forward and lay into Lita, stamping on her back and injured shoulder and looking to exacerbate the damage already done before grabbing Lita by the hair and forcing her head in between her legs. Lita tried to struggle but Stratton lifted her with unparalleled ease and slammed her back down to the mat with a thunderous powerbomb, throwing her opponent down like a rag doll. Lita tried to cry out in pain but the impact had **** all of the air from her lungs and all she could do was gasp and arch her back off the mat involuntarily as pain flashed through her spine.

“How do you like that, bitch!” shouted Tiffy down at her crumpled opponent before mockingly flashing Lita’s own hand gestures to boos from the crowd.

“Doesn’t look like Tiffy has much respect for Lita here King” said Mark madden, stating the obvious.

“Respect?” asked King, seemingly confused “Why would she do that? Lita’s good looking and a good wrestler, but Tiffy is just in another league, she has every right to be confident, maybe even arrogant but when she looks this good doing it, who cares!”

Clearly the crowd cared and they showed how much they did care as they booed Tiffany as she continued to mock Lita but Stratton clearly didn’t care as she flashed the closest fans a mocking smile before she reached down and grabbed the front of Lita’s tank top, her fingers slipping underneath the low neckline. Lita tried weakly to get her hands up to defend herself but it took just a second for Tiffy to rip the top open, tearing it down the middle until the tear caught just at the very bottom. Lita let out a grunt of exertion as she tried to prise Tiffy’s hands away but she could do nothing to save the front of her top as it was peeled open like a banana peel. The camouflage bra that all the fans had seen before was suddenly splashed across the two outer screens on the ramp while Lita’s panicked face filled the middle one, her eyes wide as she looked down at her own exposed tits, they were being pushed up by her bra but at least they were still covered. It wasn’t the first time Lita had lost her top on TV but she still knew she had to do something or else she would soon be losing a lot more.

Looking for any way out Lita kicked out with her legs and managed to kick Tiffy’s left leg out from under her. Stratton staggered but stayed upright, adjusting her position but managing to catch herself. The momentary distraction was all Lita needed though as she managed to get her knees up and place them in Tiffy’s stomach before donkey kicking hard with both of them. The blonde was thrown backwards and crashed to the mats rolling backwards as she tried to get back to her feet before Lita could. The redhead however was suddenly in a better position and managed to quickly spring to her knees and lunged at her opponent, knowing how badly she needed to maintain control of the match. But once again Tiffany was deceptively fast, managing to roll out of the way as Lita approached and the queen of **** went straight past her and slammed, injured shoulder first into the metal stairs to the ring with an bang that resonated around the arena and for a moment drowned out even the cheers of the crowd.

Lita fell back down onto the floor, letting out a moan of pain as she grabbed for her shoulder. Tiffany looked down at her opponent with a look of surprise as if even she didn’t expect to be able to move out of Lita’s way. That surprise was quickly replaced with a smug satisfaction as she got back to her feet and grabbed Lita by the hair, pulling her back to her feet with Lita’s tank top, almost completely bisected but still clinging to her shoulders and back. Taking her time to look around at the jeering crowd, Tiffy pretended to wipe tears from her eyes as she continued to mock the crowd before throwing Lita hard at the ring apron. Injured and half stripped as she was Lita still had the ring awareness to throw herself forward and slid into the ring under the bottom rope, avoiding what would have been a painful collision. Tiffany sneered as she watched Lita crawling across the canvas but quickly hopped up onto the apron herself, throwing one leg over the middle rope and ducking low to go underneath the top rope and re-enter the ring.