What do you do?
Find another way!
Screw it.
Deciding to cut your losses, you seize her by the waist with your free hand and decide to just end it.
With Kayla still partially distracted by your fingering, she offers no resistance as you suddenly lift her up in a gutwrench position, her limbs now flailing helplessly in the air.
Realizing what is happening just a second too late, the black woman attempts to wriggle free but your hold over her is ironclad.
With a cry of exertion, you finally bring her up on your shoulders before emphatically slamming her down to the canvas in a resounding gutwrench powerbomb.
The sudden impact of her body hitting the mat was like a lone gunshot going off: quick, succinct, and effective.
Nearly collapsing on top of her due to the exertion, you summon just enough strength to hook her leg.
Kneeling down, the referee mercifully counted the 3-count as Kayla stared up listlessly at the arena lights, too stunned and winded to even register the pinfall.
But nonetheless...it’s over now.
“And that’s ballgame, folks. I’m sure the rookie would have preferred to end this match on a much prettier note, but hey: a win’s a win,” the announcer remarks.
Indeed.
You’ve won a point for pinfall.
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