Chapter 5

Thursday Afternoon

March 5th, 2020

After last week's Smackdown in Boston, the Smackdown crew had a pair of live events, the first in Worchester, Mass, followed by one in Syracuse New York before traveling to Buffalo New York.

At both live events the Golden Role Models faced local competition, easily winning and making a point to get over with the crowd in a very heelish way, so as they could promote Bayley's reign as SmackDown women's champion. The event in Syracuse was an afternoon show and since Sasha and Bayley left immediately thereafter, being that it's just about a 2-hour drive they ended up arriving there on Thursday, March 5th, giving themselves over a full day before Friday's Smackdown.

Since Sasha wasn't able to get Bayley out to visit her in California, she decided to treat them to a couple of nights at a very nice hotel in Buffalo called the Curtiss Inn. Arriving there in early evening they went up to the room while they're bags were being brought up.

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After the show in Syracuse they had changed into mostly black traveling clothes. Bayley was wearing torn up tight black jeans with a black tank top, and laced up short leather boots. Sasha was wearing some tight high waisted black leather pants of her own, showing off those hips and that sweet bottom, a midriff baring t-shirt, with a small cutout showing off a little of her B cup cleavage, with Boss emblazoned on it in silver, and silver and grayish, silver high heeled knee-high boots with a dozen black buckles on each. That's what passes as casual clothes for Sasha when she's traveling, and she always tries to make a statement. Both women made quite an impression as they walked through the lobby and headed to the elevator so they could get to the room.

Sasha: "I thought that show went really well, didn't you? The fans really seem to eat up your promo both before and after the match against those jobbers. Now we have a whole day, day and a half to just relax before we get our **** on that southern blonde bimbo and the wannabe me in bright neon green."

Bayley: "Look, Sasha, I appreciate your enthusiasm, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. Last week you let Lacey nearly rip your top off and then almost knock you out. We have to make the women on Smackdown know that I am the champ and that we are the **** that's running this division, and the show. No more mistakes with those two, they're not a team they're a glorified jobber and Naomi and all she is nowadays is just a an energetic entrance." Bayley sat down on one of the two king sized beds in the suite that Sasha had paid for. Sasha had been willing to splurge on the hotel suite they had, partly because she did not get the time she had hoped with Bayley while she was in California and because she was still feeling bad about them losing the tag team match on last week's SmackDown. Bayley sat down and patted the bed next to where she was sitting on the side of the bed. "Come here Sash, I told you last week and I'll tell you again, I know you tried your best, but your best wasn't good enough last week. I need you on top of your game, because it's been over 2 months since you have won a match." Sasha's face darkened as Bayley made her case about last week. Sasha moved across the room, to sit next to Bayley on the bed.

Sasha: "I don't know what else you want me to say. You have to know, I would do literally anything for you. After everything you've done for me over the years, all I want now is the best for you and if that means having your back at all times I'm happy to do it. If you don't want me, if you don't want me to help you then just tell me. I mean you know how bad I felt last Friday, I feel like such a fuck up. I mean, maybe what they say is true that I just need to go away, take my fucking ball and leave this shit behind me." Bayley could hear the tears and fragility in Sasha's voice as it looked like she was doing everything she could just to keep herself together. "I know, since the Hell in a Cell I haven't been myself. It not only left me hurt physically, my freaking hip just doesn't seem to be getting any better. I just don't know if I have it in me to do this any longer. I know I told you this last week, but I thought we were bouncing back."

Sasha abruptly stood up, walking away from Bayley, kneeling down in front of the mini bar that the room came stocked with. She opened the door and pulled out what looked like a couple of tiny airline sized tequila bottles and a small juice box looking type of container that was a boxed white wine.

Sasha: "I know what people have been saying about me ever since that match with Becky. That I can't hack it, that I'm going to quit again, and I've heard the other things. Maybe they're right."

Sasha opened one of the little tequila bottles and sat down on the other bed.

Bayley: "Sash, I am not attacking you and I'm not doubting you. I know how good you can be, hell I know how great you can be you fought me tooth and nail on numerous occasions and even though I won the matches at Brooklyn and Respect, you won as well because you showed everyone how great we can be, how great women's wrestling can be."

Sasha took another sip or two from the tequila.

Sasha: "Our matches were amazing and despite losing they mean more to me than anything else I've ever done except maybe with you at Elimination Chamber. It's getting harder and harder for me to argue with the people that say I'm a choker. That I can have fantastic matches, but I always fall short. Both of my Hell in a Cell matches, just falling short against Rousey, fuck Bayley I can beat Charlotte, but I just can't beat her when people think it really counts. I can't beat her on pay-per-view, I can't defend my fucking title, when you look at my record what have I accomplished. My best matches quote unquote or me barely losing over and over again."

Bayley stood up to take a step towards Sasha, before Sasha waved her off.

BayIey: "Please don't say that, I really want to help you, I want you to get back what you lost. I know that I can be harsh at times about this, consider this tough love. If you can get back to what you were, not only does that benefit you that benefits us. I didn't mean anything by it, please stop drinking, and come back over here."

Sasha didn't say anything, but she did go ahead and finish the one open bottle of tequila, before leaving the other two little drinks on the bed and walking over to sit beside Bayley again, while tossing the empty into the garbage.

Bayley put her arm around Sasha's shoulder and pulled her across her lap, moving her fingers through Sasha's hair.

Bayley: "I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to upset you. Just lay your head on my lap and breathe, just breathe."

Sasha, sat there quietly, nearly 30 minutes had gone by with the two of them sitting in silence, while Bayley stroked Sasha's blue mane. Sasha had fallen asleep on Bayley's lap, she laid back onto the bed and closed her eyes as well.

They both awoke when they heard a knock at the door. "Room service!"

Sasha abruptly opened her eyes and sat up.

Sasha: "I forgot I pre-ordered dinner for us. I got you New York strip steak, medium, some roasted red potatoes, some steamed broccoli, and an order of strawberry mirror cake, which is apparently their signature dessert and I know your love of strawberries." Sasha got to her feet and stopped by her bag on the way to the door to grab some cash for a tip.

Sasha: "Just a minute!" Once at the door, she took a look through the peep hole, to make sure it was not some obsessed fan of theirs and opened it for the room service attendant, he wheeled it in on a cart, before setting it up and showing them their dinner. "I also ordered a couple of bottles of wine for us."

Handing the room service attendant a $20 bill, he thanked her, glancing at both her and Bayley and smiling, before thanking her again and closing the door behind himself.

Sasha: "I hope you're hungry." Bayley looked over the room service cart in between the beds and what Sasha had ordered her looks like it was going to really hit the spot, she looked at what Sasha had ordered for herself and while she was splurging on the two of them and on Bayley's meal, Sasha was still sticking to her regimen with just a grilled chicken breast, and a plain salad.

Bayley: "That steak looks delicious, but seriously, you worry me sometimes. Can't you just relax a little, nobody takes care of their body more than you do, you should be allowed to enjoy yourself sometimes. You're going to have to try some of my steak and you're going to have some of my potatoes and there's no way I'm eating all this tasty looking strawberry dessert by myself. Please come back over and sit down."

Sasha grabbed a couple of plastic cups from the mini bar area, along with the wine and sat down next to Bayley. Sasha was still having trouble shaking their earlier conversation.

Sasha: "I'm not asking for your sympathy, I just don't know if I have what it takes anymore. Maybe the match with Becky did more than just break my body. It's been over 4 months, it's been almost 3 months since I won the match. I do appreciate you saying that and if you still want me tagging with you tomorrow I would love to."

Bayley: "I will respect your decision Sash, but know this, I want you with me as long as you still feel like you can do this. Despite last week, despite the past few months, I know you can do this. You just need to regain your confidence. Now can we just sit here and enjoy this meal? And you're going to eat some of the steak before I touch it or I'm not going to touch it at all."

Bayley then took her steak knife and fork and cut off a juicy piece of the New York strip steak and holding it to Sasha's lips. She finally broke into a small smile before opening her mouth to take the steak off of the fork.

Sasha: "Okay, that is really good. You better eat the next piece or you're not getting any of your own steak." Bayley can see a little more light behind Sasha's eyes and smiled at her.

Bayley: "No way, that I'm letting you eat all of mine. I am willing to share though." this time it was Sasha that offered some of the steak up to Bayley as they finished everything from the room service cart in a more peaceful silence.

After they had finished eating, Bayley unpacked her bag and went to brush her teeth, while Sasha unpacked hers and checked her phone to see if Lady Lucha had sent her any pictures of Ryu and Flex. She texted Lady Lucha and then plugged her phone in and set it on the nightstand.

Sasha: "Lady Lucha sent me some pictures of Flex and Ryu, playing with her Pomeranian Dramatico. They look like they were having fun."

Sasha could hear Bayley turn the water off, just before she walked back in to be bedroom area.

Bayley: "I will check them out in a bit." Sasha grabbed a small travel bag off of the bed she had put her bag on and walked towards the sink in the master bathroom that area just had a walk-in rain forest style shower, a large deep tub, and a vanity with two sinks.

Sasha: "If you want to watch some tv, maybe there's a movie we could rent that sounds interesting. They probably have some new releases, I'd like to see the Birds of Prey movie with Harley Quinn if they have it, I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth I think."

Bayley nodded at Sasha and picked up the TV remote control and started scanning through what on demand or pay-per-view movies were available. After a couple of minutes she decided she wanted to get more comfortable and untied her low boots and took them off and set them at the edge of the bed. She then stood up so she could unsnap her tight black jeans and push those down past her curvy hips and ass before stepping out of them, leaving her in just her small black panties, which were just slightly bigger than a thong and her black tank top. She then went back to looking through the channel guide, as she heard Sasha running the water in the sink.

Sasha came back into the room a few minutes later, setting her bag back down on the bed.

Sasha: "Any luck?"

Bayley: "Nope, I might have missed it though. I will look again in a minute. How are you feeling?"

Sasha: "Sorry, I know I'm all over the place tonight, I'm both way too emotional at times, but also don't want to talk about my emotions. I think I feel better. I just want you to know that you can depend on me and I'm very serious when I say if I become the albatross dragging you down, the last thing I want to do, is be something that hurts your career."

Bayley: "Please stop talking like that, I don't want you to think that you're dragging me down, I just want you to know you are better than this and you can get back to your old form. You just have to believe it and then like you say, manifest it. Come over here."

Now only wearing her panties and tank top, she was patting her bare thigh. "Maybe there is something entertaining, that's not on television we can do. When we get home, we can go out for a movie night and we'll see Harley Quinn or whatever that was called. I think it would be fun being in a dark theater with you."

Sasha: "Sort of like a date night?"

Bayley: "Something like that, now come over here." Sasha, who was still dressed in her leather pants, knee-high boots, and half shirt, took a few steps towards Bayley before she reached out and grabbed Sasha by the wrist, pulling her into her lap.

Sasha: "You look comfy, maybe I should change"

Bayley repositioned Sasha, so she was straddling Bayley's lap, facing her.

Bayley: "I think you look pretty good the way you are, though maybe we could make you a little more comfortable." Bayley reached down and lifted Sasha's cutoff t-shirt over her head and tossed it onto the other bed, leaving her, from the waist up with just her black push-up bra, with showcased those cute little B cup titties. "I don't know why you were ever self-conscious, these are the most adorable, succulent little breasts." She then pushed Sasha's bra down to her waist, reaching around and unsnapping it and tossing it onto the other bed as well.

Sasha leaned into Bayley, and gave her a passionate kiss, biting Bayley's bottom lip slightly. Bayley ran her strong hands down Sasha's back, between her shoulder blades before resting both hands on her bare rib cage. Sasha continued the kiss, by sliding her tongue into Bayley's mouth. As Sasha deepened the intensity of the kiss, Bayley slid her hands from Sasha's waist, down to grip and squeeze Sasha's leather clad ass.

Sasha squirmed a little, as she sat astride Bayley's lap when she felt her strong hands groping Sasha's ass. Bayley's tongue began to slide against Sasha's as the kiss lingered, she then moved one hand from Sasha's bottom, down around her hip, before resting it on her flat stomach. She loved the feeling of Sasha's warm, smooth skin under her fingers. Bayley moved the hand slowly up Sasha's stomach, before finally finding one of those cute little breasts. First cupping it gently, before circling one of her hardening little nipples with the index finger of her hand. Bayley enjoyed playing with Sasha's body like it was her own toy. Squeezing Sasha's little bubble butt through her tight leather pants, while using her other hand to lightly tease her nipple by tugging on it with her thumb and forefinger.

Bayley's kiss warmed Sasha's body to her core. The intimacy of it made her everything feel safer somehow. As frazzled as she had felt earlier, just this touch and tenderness from her best friend gave her a sense of calm. The feeling of Bayley's hands on her breast and bottom gave her a completely different sensation, one more of heat and want. Both of these were things she needed.

Bayley pulled away from the kiss, so she could lower her lips to the nipple, she had been giving attention to. She sucked it gently into her mouth, biting down on it just ever so slightly, not enough to hurt Sasha.

Sasha: "I like that, I like all of this. You make me feel like I belong, somewhere at least."

Bayley: "You do belong Sash, you are my best friend and together we are unstoppable. Stand up for me."

Bayley released her grip on Sasha's ass while also letting go of her, now hard, brown nub."

Sasha reluctantly stood up in front of Bayley, bare from above her waist. Still wearing those skin tight black leather pants, as well as her knee-high, high heel, black and silver boots, adorned with it's countless buckles.

Bayley: "Why don't you get more comfortable." And she said that, Bayley reached out to tug on both the boots and Sasha's leather pants.

Sasha: "Did you like this look?"

Bayley gave Sasha a slow appraisal her bare caramel skin, those cute little tits, and those "come fuck me" boots, before smiling at her.

Bayley: "Trust me Sash, everybody likes that look on you. Now show me the rest." The fingers that had been tugging on Sasha's pants moved over to unsnap the clasp that was holding them closed.

Sasha getting the hint, reached down and began unbuckling the top buckles on either boot which held them in place. She moved to sit on the bed opposite Bayley and pulled the boots down below her knees. Sasha then extended her legs towards the Role Model, who obliged her by taking each boot, one at a time and pulling them slowly down and off of Sasha's legs.

Sasha stood back up and lowered the zipper on her now unsnapped pants. She slowly pulled them down past her hips before finally pushing them down her legs to the floor, stepping out of them and setting them next to the boots on the bed.

Now standing before Bayley, wearing only her violet colored thong.

Bayley: "You are truly a sight to behold. Now that you are done, why don't you help me take these off?"

Leaning back onto the bed, Bayley tugged at the waistband of her own panties. Without a word, Sasha took a step and knelt down between Bayley's knees. She then reached up with both hands, wrapping her fingers around the waistband and methodically and purposely pulled down Bayley's underwear, placing it on the bed beside Sasha's boots.

Bayley smiled down at Sasha, who is now kneeling between her legs. She grabbed Sasha by the hair and pulled her forward, guiding her between Bayley's powerful thighs. Sasha's instincts took over, as she placed a hand on each of Bayley's hips and lowered her lips to her neatly trimmed black bush.

Knowing from experience that Sasha knew what she was doing, Bayley removed her fingers from Sasha's hair. She rose up off the bed enough so she could pull her black tank top over and off, throwing it towards Sasha's boots and pants.

Bayley felt Sasha's lips lightly kissing the inside of her thigh, then up to her pelvic bone, before she felt the tip of Sasha's silky tongue pressing against her clit. Bayley was now propped up on her elbows, leaning back on the bed. Feeling Sasha's tongue pressing against her clit, Bayley reflexively pushed her hips up and towards Sasha's mouth and tongue.

Bayley: "Damn Sasha, that's a good girl." She murmured breathlessly.

Loving the sound of Bayley enjoying herself, Sasha placed her hands on the inside of Bayley's thighs, almost as if she was trying to open Bayley up for her. At this point Sasha was only focused on pleasing her best friend. As has become Sasha's moveset in this situation, she moved her left hand from the inside of Bayley's thigh to where she could reach her hypersensitive little bean, and Sasha began rubbing her thumb gently over it. At the same time Sasha moved the tip of her tongue down, penetrating Bayley with it slowly sliding it between her lips.

Feeling Sasha's tongue slowly probe inside her, Bayley collapsed flat onto her back, clutching at the duvet. She then wrapped her legs around Sasha's back, hooking her ankles as she tried to drive Sasha deeper into her. Bayley closed her eyes and she could only manage a weak response to what the Boss was doing to her.

Bayley: "Oh, Mamacita." It was like everything had slowed down around her. Every swirl, every lick, every movement that Sasha made, Bayley felt her heart race, breathing becoming more shallow. She could feel Sash's fingers now replace her thumb in almost a strumming motion over her clit.

The Standard, the Blueprint, the Boss, always wanted to make sure that if she was going to do something she was going to do it well. She could tell by Bayley's response that she had her. Not unlike her ex, went in the same position was putty in her hands, or in this case her tongue and fingers. Sasha moved her other hand off of Bayley's thigh and slid her index finger inside, joining her tongue and working towards stretching Bayley.

She could feel the tip of Sasha's tongue, as it explored and plumbed Bayley's depths. She could feel it heading to those dark places that no one else had ever been able to reach, the things that this girl can do....

Bayley: "Don't you mother fucking stop." As Bayley arched her back to this new invasion, she released the duvet and clutched and clawed at Sasha's back. Using her legs and her hands to try to pull that talented tongue even further into her. Even if Sasha had wanted to move, between Bayley's legs wrapped around her back and the nails she could feel digging into her shoulder, she wasn't going anywhere. Instead of trying to escape, she leaned into this and began a slight rolling of her tongue while it was buried inside of the woman she loved. To compliment this she began to rub her fingers over Bayley's clit at a rapid pace.

Sasha could now hear the moans and what's almost sounded like low growls coming from the depths of Bayley's soul. Now focusing on solely using her tongue, Sasha pulled her right hand away from Bayley, reaching up underneath her tank top, finally finding her breast. She then rubbed her thumb across Bayley's now rock hard nipple, before returning the favor and pulling and tugging at the nipple.

Barely can feel something that Sasha was doing with her tongue that was new and it began to send her body into a stimulation overload. She was then surprised by the feeling of the Boss tugging on Bayley's previously unmolested nipple and with Sasha's tongue inside her, her fingers teasing and rubbing her clit, and now Sasha pulling on one of her hard nipples it was all that Bayley could do from screaming out in a way not befitting a Role Model.

Bayley: "Umh, ahhh,fuck, oh fuck!!"

The moans, finally escalated to an unintelligible guttural screaming, as Bayley felt herself come hard onto Sasha's pretty face. She could feel the grip that she had on Sasha's shoulder, break the skin with her nails, which caused Sasha to wince in pain while Bayley was having yet another powerful orgasm as a result of Sasha's oral prowess.

Bayley lay on her back for at least 5 minutes, before she was able to say a single word. Sasha was still kneeling on the floor between Bayley's knees, with her head now resting on the bed.

Bayley: "Seriously."

Sasha: "Seriously?" Raising her head up off the bed.

Bayley: "Seriously, I don't think I can move. How did you learn how to do that? I'm not trying to embarrass you Sash and I believe you when you tell me that I was your first girl.

Despite telling her not to be embarrassed Bayley could see the blush began to rise up on Sasha's face.

Sasha: "I just think about what I would like and I think about all the things you've told me over the years about what you have liked, I sort of have to go more on your experience. I take that information and try to crank it up to 11, so I can make you feel good. It's sort of like counter wrestling. I feel how, what I'm doing makes you feel and what you seem to be enjoying and I just keep doing whatever it was you liked, if I can tell that you really like what I'm doing, then I try to hit my finisher." Giving Bayley a bit of a shy grin.

Bayley: "People say Charlotte's a natural, sheeeet. She doesn't have a damn thing on my spicy little Mamacita. Are you going to kneel there all night? I don't mind the mental image whenever I go to sleep tonight of you nearly naked, kneeling between my legs. I think you should come up here with me, as I'm exhausted and I would like the company."

Bayley sat up, so she could reach down and pull Sasha onto the bed by hooking her upper arms and pulling her muscular but petite little body onto the bed with her. She then rolled Sasha and herself to the center of the bed. Sasha was now draped over Bayley's, naked body. Sasha still only wearing her violet thong. She enjoyed the contact that their bodies shared.

Bayley looked down at Sasha's right shoulder and could see where she had broken the skin with her nails, In the heat of passion. She leaned forward just a bit so she could kiss the mark she had made. She wrapped one arm around Sasha's waist while reaching down with the other so she could pat her nearly bare cheeks, before giving them a firm squeeze.

Bayley: "Get some rest Sash, tomorrow will be a brighter day, I promise.

Friday Morning

March 6th, 2020

The Golden Role Models slept in Friday morning. Sasha had already put in a wake up call from the concierge, had already pre-ordered them breakfast, and scheduled a massage for the two of them in the room. It was a very nice Friday morning and much of what was said the previous night seemed to have been forgotten. At least they had for Bayley. Sasha on the other hand, was a different story.

All she could think about, in that hour that it took her to finally go to sleep, was why. Why did this matter so much to her, why is she trying to hang on still? She feels what she wants was slipping away. The time in California, went surprisingly well. Despite all of her nerves, she got such great mentorship from both Katee and Bryce. They both felt like big sisters to her on the set. The kind of support that they gave her, made her feel more comfortable in front of the camera then she has in months in the ring.

I feel like the only reason I'm still sticking around at this point is to be by Bayley's side. I want her to keep that title as long as she wants it and helping her do that with all I wanted when she let me move in with her. Now, I have these other feelings, that I feel like she doesn't really share. I love her, I think I always have. I just don't know if I can stay with her and keep giving myself to her without getting anything back. I feel like there's still that level of distrust, from how I betrayed her in the past. If I can never regain that trust I won't be able to get anything else from her that I need.

Feeling Bayley's warm naked body beneath her, Sasha realizes that she has become a different person since the end of January. Despite loving to show off, she is only been with one person before that night with Bayley. Now, there's almost nothing she wouldn't do for her, there are things that she has done since that first night, that she could never have imagined, but she finds herself excited every time that Bayley approaches her. I love how I can make Bayley feel and I would never hint at this to her making her come, as it does feel like I am regaining a bit of control over my life.

One way or the other, the past few months have opened up a whole new world for me, both professionally and personally. I'm going to stick it out, I'm going to do whatever Bayley needs me to do to help her, but when that's over maybe my time in the ring is over. California has shown me that maybe this may not be not the only thing in my life, despite legit wanting this since I was 10 years old.

With all of the pampering that Sasha had scheduled for them this morning they still were able to head to the arena and get there a solid 3 hours early. They're rematch had surprisingly been moved to the main event, apparently when Bayley asked about it, she was told that Stephanie herself made the decision. Sasha was not sure what that reasoning might be as she had not want to match since early January and while Bayley is the SmackDown woman's champion, it was out of character for Stephanie to just give either of them the spotlight if she didn't have to. That doesn't matter now though as they were the main event and they were going to show everyone in the WWE universe that the Golden Role Models, rule Friday nights.

Friday Night

March 6th, 2020

As SmackDown comes back from commercial, Michael Cole does the lead in as "Naomi and Lacey Evans make their way to the ring, each with their own signature music, Lacey coming out first, followed by Naomi dancing to the ring to her theme Amazing. The main event was scheduled for a tag team match against the Golden Role Models, Bayley and Sasha Banks. Lacey and Naomi made a pretty good team last week, picking up the victory over Bayley and Banks when Lacey Evans hit the woman's right on a staggered and discombobulated Sasha Banks pinning her for the 1,2,3." In typical Corey Graves fashion he couldn't help but take a dig

Graves: "Maybe if the Smackdown women's champion's partner was less concerned about her ring gear and more concerned about the match in the ring, Bayley wouldn't have suffered a tag team loss. That is typical Sasha Banks, always about her, living up to the reputation as the worst friend ever."

Almost immediately as Graves was finished, Bayley's music Deliverance hit, as the Smackdown champion and her best friend Sasha Banks made their way to the ring, surprisingly coming out together without Banks's own theme Sky's the Limit being played. As Michael Cole exclaimed as Sasha came down the ramp, apparently Cole was as surprised as the crowd was, not hearing the Blueprint's signature music.

Cole: "And tonight in Buffalo it's Boss time! With the Elimination Chamber looming this is a good reminder that it was at last year's Elimination Chamber where Bayley and her partner Sasha Banks won the inaugural women's tag team championship."

Corey Graves added with a verbal smirk.

Graves: "That's the difference in this match, Naomi and Lacey are world class athletes, but have only teamed together a handful of times. Bayley and Sasha Banks are a team in every sense of the word, they travel together, they train together, they are inseparable and as far as Sasha Banks is concerned insufferable. They really are responsible for one another's success."

All four women were on the apron discussing who would start the match. Lacey in her red, white and blue attire, while Naomi was wearing a similar brightly colored neon and pastel bodysuit, showing off her Amazing butt and thighs, while wearing her hair natural and full.

https://images.app.goo.gl/W5gwRyCXZXrVu3Bz8. (Naomi/Lacey)

https://images.app.goo.gl/sRbp5ziywGm5cc1eA. (GRM)

Sasha in her traditional style, gear ,light blue and dark blue tiny, tight trunks and a matching strappy top, with the dark blue matching her hair, Bayley wearing very tight, black trunks with silver and white accents and a matching crop top, with Bayley stenciled across it, showing off both her flat stomach her thicc bottom, and her very healthy rack.

To start the match, were the sassy Southern Belle and the former four-time RAW champion, The Boss. Seeing that Lacey was in first, Sasha must have considered last week's match as she circled Lacey while slightly tugging on the straps of her own top, almost as if she was checking to make sure they would not have a repeat of last week. Sasha stalked Lacey and lunged at her, driving her into the corner, where Bayley immediately tagged in for a double team opportunity, using every bit of the five count before Sasha went to the apron. Bayley continue to pummel Lacey with punches and kicks in the corner, but quickly tagged Banks back in. Sasha started talking smack at the downed Lacey Evans, before turning her back and walking halfway towards Naomi in the opposite corner, while Bayley dropped down to the floor and walked around the ring towards Naomi.

Sasha: "You got lucky last week girl, but you are not on the Golden Role Models level." She shouted at Naomi trying to distract her but the Glow was strong in this one as she saw Bayley and jumped down to the floor to intercept her, nailing Bayley with a right hand, sending her sprawling back towards the ring steps. That did allow Sasha to fly out of the ring and shove Naomi back into the barricade, leaving Naomi slumped to the floor outside. Sasha then got back into the ring briefly to pose and flex for the crowd, putting that tight Bank's body on full display. While Naomi was still down outside, Sasha went to the floor again, pulling Naomi up from her knees with a handful of Naomi's natural hair and tossing her shoulder first into the barricade once again.

While Naomi was down outside, it allowed the Golden Role Models to take a two-on-one advantage on Lacey Evans, concentrating on her right knee. Sasha had Evans on her back wrenching at the knee, screaming at Evans, blaming her for the ankle injury that put Sasha out of action for a couple of weeks.

Sasha: "You talentless jobber, you had to attack me backstage and put me out for weeks, because you weren't woman enough to face me in the ring. We are the Golden Role Models you are a pathetic excuse for a role model for your little daughter, maybe we can take Summer under our wing, and show her what a real role model looks like."

Lacey was finally able to use her strong legs to kick Sasha back into the center of the ring, with Sasha landing on her back. Lacey was unable to make a tag though, as Sasha tagged in Bayley, who along with Banks, cut off Evans before she could make the tag to Naomi.

Bayley hit Naomi on the apron, with an elbow and went for a quick pin on Evans, that got a 2 count.

Bayley continued to work on Evans lower body focusing on the ankles and knees. Evans managed to kick Bayley off, but this time was able to avoid intercept before being able to make the hot tag to Naomi. Naomi charged towards the ramp side of the ring leaping through with a double kick, sending Sasha and Bayley down outside onto the floor, which Naomi followed up with a beautiful corkscrew plancha taking out both Golden Role Models.

Naomi grabbed Sasha by her hair and tossed her back into the ring under the bottom rope, then hitting a springboard cross body on Banks and getting a two count, before Sasha kicked out. Naomi then pulled Sasha to her feet and laid in a series of rapid fire kicks to either side of Sasha's tight midsection, before Banks caught one of the kicks, wagged her finger at the Glow and hit her with a knee to the jaw. Sasha went for a whip of Naomi into the ropes, which Naomi reversed and nailed Sasha with a scorpion kick, followed by a bulldog into the middle turnbuckle. Sasha, dazed and in the corner, Naomi hit a sunset flip from outside in she was able to stack Sasha up, high on her shoulders, not much different than what Lacey did last week. For a brief moment Sasha's ankles were again above her head with her bubble butt staring straight at the lights. Naomi would have had the pinfall, except for a save by a diving Bayley at two and a half, Bayley then pulled Sasha to their corner so Bayley could tag herself in. Lacey tagged in and made her way into the ring, hitting Bayley with a clothesline, Bayley rolling to the outside. Sasha was able to hit Naomi with a low drop kick, which sent her tumbling outside of the ring towards the announce table.

Unfortunately for Sasha she turned around into a driving Lacey Evans forearm, sending her back into the ropes on the opposite side. Lacey tried to closeline Sasha over the top rope, but Sasha's arms had gotten tied up between middle and top rope, leaving her open and **** to a series of hard chops to both Sasha's tight stomach as well as her chest, when Sasha began to yelp in pain from the stinging chops to her chest, Lacey use her left hand to cover Sasha's mouth, effectively handgagging her, thus putting an end to Sasha's mouthy complaints.

Seeing Bayley still down outside, Lacey stopped for a moment and started pointing her finger in Sasha's face and at her dark blue strappy top.

Lacey: "You showed what a nasty you were last week Sasha, let's see how nasty you are this week." With that, Lacey kicked Sasha in her rock hard abs, which caused Banks needs to buckle slightly, but still caught up in the ropes.

Lacey then poked a finger in Sasha's chest and yelled at her.

Lacey: "Never talk about my family again, you nasty piece of trash!"

With her left, Lacey again moved her palm back over Sasha's mouth, gagging her once more. Lacey then slid her right index finger down Sasha's collarbone, finally landing with her fingertip on the edge of Sasha's dark blue top. Sasha had gotten her wind back and looked up at Lacey and started shaking her head and trying to pull her arms free from the ropes. Lacey used her finger to pull Sasha's top slightly away from her body, glancing down at Sasha's small B cups, which caused Lacey to derisively laugh.

Lacey: "You are a little nasty!"

What the crowd, nor the cameras were adequately able to see, was once Lacey pulled the edge of Sasha's top she could see that Sasha was not wearing a bra, underneath this tight ring gear. Sasha being afraid of what happened last week had had an alteration done to this particular gear, trying to reinforce the straps, but it made it particularly tight, and she did not have a bra with her, that she was going to be able to wear underneath it comfortably.

Lacey laughed in Sasha's face again and appeared to be loading up for the woman's right, unbeknownst to her Bayley, who was legal, had recovered enough on the outside and slid into the ring.

Lacey delivered another woman's right to be helpless Sasha, stunning her and leaving her dangling by her arms from the ropes, only to have Bayley scoop the sassy Southern Belle from behind for a schoolboy, while yanking up hard on Lacey's tights, baring a fair amount of her pale ass to the crowd that had that vantage point. The referee not seeing Bayley pulling the tights, counted a one, two, three, giving the Golden Role Models the pinfall victory.

Lacey immediately got to her feet and began screaming at the referee, that Bayley had her tights, only for Bayley to catch her with the rose plant. Naomi finally back in the ring, rushed to make the save only to get a boot to the midsection, followed by Bayley to belly, leaving both her and Lacey laying.

Bayley stepped over to Sasha, still hung up in the ropes, dangling there like a delicious looking piece of caramel. Bayley leaned in to whisper something to Sasha.

Bayley: "I got you Sash."

She then began freeing Sasha from the ropes. Bayley then screamed for the referee to get her title belt, as she had it in one hand while helping Sasha back up the ramp with her other arm. The Golden Role Models made it up the ramp to the stage, Sasha sufficiently recovered to let go of Bayley's shoulder. They turned towards the ring and posed on the stage, well Bayley posed while Sasha rubbed her sore jaw, as this is the second week in a row that Lacey Evans took her out with the woman's right.

As SmackDown was in commercial, Bayley helped the sore and slightly dazed Sasha to the back.

Bayley: "Sash, are you okay? I'm sorry, I got in the ring like just a few seconds too late. How is your jaw?"

As Bayley was trying to get information from Sasha, she reached up to take Sasha's hand away from her jaw and took a look at her mouth and bottom lip. Sasha started to say something, but the pain in the side of her jaw caused her to wince and stopped. Instead of speaking she just shook her head. Bayley traced the line of Sasha's jaw down across to run her index finger over Sasha's bottom lip.

Bayley: "It doesn't feel or look like anything is busted, but I know you are going to feel that even worse in the morning. Let's go stop by the trainer, just to get a professional opinion and put you through the initial concussion protocol and we can get some ice while we're there."

Bayley took a glance around the stack of cases where they had stopped, and not seeing any staff nearby, pulled Sasha tight and whispered into her ear, while reaching down and wrapped her arms around the small of her back.

Bayley: "I am sorry, I promise I am not going to let her hurt you again."

As Sasha softly nodded, Bayley released the grip she had around Sasha's back, sliding one hand down to the back of her dark blue trunks, patting her cute little ass, before giving it a tight squeeze. Given that they had not let anyone know about the situation at home, Sasha was slightly startled to feel Bayley grabbing her while backstage, where someone might see. Sasha put her arm around Bayley and leaned her head on Bayley's shoulder, as they made the short walk, down the hallway and to the trainer's room.

The trainer took a look at Sasha's jaw, and ran her through some of the typical immediate concussion tests and determined that it didn't appear that Sasha was in any danger of a concussion. He also did not think there was any sort of fracture and that her jaw would just be a little sore for a few days. He gave her a can of biofreeze, as well as a few ice packs and some extra strength Tylenol, which Bayley gathered up as they left the trainer's room and headed towards her personal locker room, one of the perks of Bayley being the champ.

The Golden Role Models made it inside their private locker room, with Bayley closing and locking the door behind them. Once inside, Sasha moved to the dressing table, leaning against it and went back to rubbing her jaw. Bayley sat all the supplies from the trainer, down on the table beside Sasha, before setting her title belt inside her locker. Bayley leaned down to open the refrigerator, she had installed in her locker room and pulled out a bottle of water for herself and a Bang energy drink for Sasha, as well as grabbing a cup of ice, setting them down on the end of the dressing table nearest a big comfy chair.

After setting everything down, Bayley eased herself into the chair and extended her hand towards Sasha.

Bayley: "Come here."

Sasha took Bayley's hand and as she did so Bayley reached up with her other hand, placing her palm flat against Sasha's taut stomach, using both hands to pull Sasha back into her lap. Sasha was now sitting on Bayley's lap, with her back resting against the not insignificant breasts of the Champ. Bayley took one of the ice packs and held it against the underside of Sasha's jaw, keeping her left hand still firmly wrapped around Sasha's stomach.

Bayley: "Does that feel any better?"

With Sasha's cheek and jaw still stinging a bit, she sort of mumbled out her response.

Sasha: "It's okay and that does feel a little better. I'm sorry..."

Bayley moved the ice pack away from Sasha's and placed it beside them on the dressing table.

Bayley: "What are you sorry about?" She asked quizzically of Sasha

Sasha: "I really don't want to get into this again as we already discussed this yesterday and I don't want to fight about it."

Bayley: "I am really sorry about yesterday, I did not mean to blame you for the loss. I just think your inside your head and are having trouble getting out of your own way. I told you yesterday and I'll tell you again now and no uncertain terms you are one of the best wrestlers in the fucking world. You're having some trouble right now, but that doesn't change how good I know you are and can be again."

Sasha: "I've been back a week and I lost us a tag match on the first night back and I almost lost you another tag match tonight, that kind of thing makes you ,as the champ look bad, especially almost losing to somebody like Lacey." Bayley thought carefully about Sasha's words before speaking.

Bayley: "Look dude, we are a team and if we lose or win, we do it together, but... you are right, any loss, even in a tag match makes me look bad. I know you didn't mean for it to happen, but we will have to do better."

She could see the back of Sasha's head nod slightly, in agreement. Bayley leaned forward to gently speak in a hushed tone into Sasha's ear.

Bayley: "So what was that white trash Barbie laughing about at the end of the match?" Bayley could almost feel the air leaving Sasha's body as she sighed deeply.

Sasha: "I was stupid, I was afraid of having a problem with my straps after last week and I had the seamstress redo this top, reinforcing it, but it made it a bit tighter than normal and when I tried to wear my push-up bra I wore to the arena underneath it I realized it was clearly going to be too tight to wear that bra underneath it." Bayley couldn't help but chuckle.

Bayley: "So Sash, you are telling me that the week after you almost had your top ripped completely off, you decided the best idea was to not wear a bra at all this week?" Bayley was peering at the back of Sasha's blue hair when she saw her shake her head.

Sasha: "Look, it seemed like a good idea at the time, because it was either that or wear my shirt over my top and this gear looks too damn good not to show it off, plus I was not going to let that happen again." The hand on Sasha's stomach squeezed her back against Bayley tightly.

Bayley: "Well, while that was not the brightest idea, you are right that gear is straight fire, but to be honest, you look pretty damn hot in any of your gear." Bayley then used her hands to turn Sasha slightly to the left and lean her back so she could look at the top they were discussing.

Sasha felt Bayley's right hand rubbing her tight tummy, while with her left, she mimicked Lacey's move from earlier by pulling the left side of Sasha's top up a little, so she could get a peek.

Bayley: "Well, I don't see anything to laugh about, those are adorable." Using her right hand to firmly hold Sasha in place by her stomach, Bayley tugged at the left side of Sasha's top, pulling it down to the point that she exposed the top of Sasha's breast along with her brown nipple.

Sasha: "Hey Bay, someone could walk in on us, one of the producers..." Hearing that, Bayley moved her right hand down across Sasha's stomach, before resting it between her luscious caramel thighs.

Bayley: "Nope, I locked the door behind us as we came in, as I wanted to take care of you after that hard shot you took."

Bayley leaned her head down and began to nibble on the left side of Sasha's neck, eliciting a low moan from between her lips. "You sound like you're feeling better already Sash, Dr Bayley at your service." She punctuated that statement by placing her hand on the front of Sasha's trunks and patting her lightly. When she felt her do that Sasha squirmed on Bayley's lap. Bayley went back to biting, sucking, and nibbling on the side of Sasha's supple neck, while slowly rubbing her through the front of her trunks, which this time elicited something more akin to a low growl.

Since that first night after the Royal Rumble Sasha had found herself often in the state of stimulation around Bayley, but without any real release. The feel of Bayley's touch, even over the pair of tiny trunks Sasha was wearing, excited her greatly. While Bayley teased Sasha with her right hand, she blindly fumbled with her left looking for something on the dressing table. Sasha had closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of Bayley's lips and teeth on her neck as well as the friction that Bayley was creating between her legs. Her eyes shot open the moment she felt a startling cold sensation emanating from her exposed left breast, as Bayley had reached into her cup of ice to grab a cube which she was now dragging across the underside of Sasha's breast and then around her now hardening nipple. "Mmmm" was about all that Sasha could muster as she was in stimulation overload, with Bayley's fingers rubbing and pushing against her puffy mound through the fabric of her tiny blue trunks, Bayley continuing to suck and nibble on the side of her neck, and now was teasing Sasha with the ice as she continued to make tight little circles, around her, now rock hard nipple.

Sasha began to squirm and wiggle more on Bayley's lap and she could not help but began to make an almost panting sound from all of the various and assorted physical manipulation that Bayley was subjecting her tight little body too. Bayley let go of the ice, causing it to fall to the floor beside them. She then used her cold fingers to reach down and grip Sasha's hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger, eliciting a fairly loud and audible moan from her best friend. Bayley found herself very fond of playing with Sasha's little titties, ever since that day in their gym. She went from pinching her nipple, to tugging and pulling on it slightly.

Like that day, the slightly rough treatment of Sasha's breasts and nipples caused her to wince a little in Bayley's lap. Feeling the physical signs of her discomfort, Bayley did not release her fingers from her breast, but instead began to rub her at a more vigorous pace through her bottoms. As Sasha began to experience both a little pleasure, a bit of pain, and a mixture of both, she could feel her heart begin to race.

Sasha: "Please, please..." Hearing that Bayley moved her hand from Sasha's trunks down to the inside of her right thigh, dragging her nails across it as she went. She then released her tight grip on Sasha's nipple and gently cupped her left breast before moving both hands to wrap around Sasha's tight little stomach. Bayley then moved her lips from Sasha's neck up to her ear, where she whispered.

Bayley: "I am so sorry, I just remembered that I have to speak with one of the producers, before we leave, he said it was important and here I got preoccupied. Hopefully it won't take long, but you probably should pack up so we can be ready to go.

Sasha almost felt like she got kicked by Lacey in the gut once again, as she could feel all the air escaping her lungs once more, clearly disappointed by getting pushed, not too far from the point of no return by Bayley. She could only nod and get to her feet, as Bayley had both hands wrapped around her bare stomach, lifting her up as Bayley made her own way to her feet.

Bayley: "Do me a favor and pack up my stuff too, this might be quick but you never know with management."

Looking back at Sasha and down to her neck, Bayley continued.

Bayley::"Oops, you might want to put something on that" gesturing to the left side of Sasha's neck and collarbone. "I sort of left a mark and we don't want anybody making a big deal out of things that are not any of their business"

Sasha leaned down to look in the dressing table mirror and could see the reddish, love bite that marred her normally perfect caramel complexion.

Bayley "Sash, I will be back as soon as I can and don't sweat it about tonight. We didn't lose and I'm sure you'll do better next week." With that, Bayley unlocked the door, exited and closed it behind her, leaving Sasha for the second Friday in a row, in a bit of physical and wardrobe disarray, with nothing tangible to show for it other than a sore jaw and a bite on her neck.