And there's a match waiting for you

After what Sasha mentioned, you’re on edge trying to make sure you aren’t about to get ambushed in the hall... even if there is perhaps a small part of you that wants it to happen.

Eventually, you make your way back to your room, although sleep does not come especially quickly, and your mind is consumed by thoughts of both the possibility/fantasy of those exhibitionists as well as Faith and what she could do.

It doesn’t really come as any surprise then that, as you awake, your hand is idly rubbing in the loungewear that Sasha gave you. You keep rubbing as you start to wake up properly, your hand only stopping as you realise how worked up you’re starting to get.

You check your phone and see that Sasha has managed to get the match all set-up while you sleep; you just need to tell her when.

“I’ll just have a quick shower, then be right there” is the message you send, getting an instant reply.

“Great! Make sure to check your door - your match outfit should be delivered by now.”

You do as the message says, dashing to the door to find said outfit: a red bikini set, as well as a skimpy light top and shorts. Excited to get it on, you dash to the shower and wash yourself as quickly as possible. You slip the bikini on, taking a little time to enjoy adjusting the top half before slipping on the extra layer.

Once everything is in order, you make your way to where the match is taking place. The first person you see when you get there is Sasha, giving her a quick hug and a kiss, but your attention is swiftly grabbed by Faith.

Unable to hold back a gulp as you see her, she looks even better in person than she does in pictures. She notices you looking at her and flashes you a wide smile as she approaches.

“You must be John!” Faith offers a handshake, which you accept without thinking.

“And you must be Faaaaaa-“ you start to speak, before being cut off as you feel your hand encompassed by hers, enough **** to make sure you know her strength, not that you could tell by looking at her as she continues to smile.

“Yes, Faith. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you don’t forget it when we’re done.” She winks and blows a kiss before continuing, “Speaking of, shall we?” She gestures towards the ring before making her way there.

You follow her into the ring where Faith’s mentor joins you as the ref, with Sasha making sure to stay close to the action.

“Ready girls?” the ref asks and receives a silent but friendly nod from each of you. “Okay. 3. 2. 1!”