Jack and Casey go at it.

Jack can feel his blood boiling inside as he raises the chair above his head, ready to hit a woman that he somehow knew and felt that she hurt him in some way.

When a bottle hit him across the head, forcing him to drop the chair and falter forward a bit.

He looks to his left and sees its Casey's boyfriend.

"Leave her alone!"

Jack can see that the man is scared. He should be as Jack was muscular and tone while this man was puny and small.

Jack looks at the man and says, "Looks like someone wants to play hero."

Jack gives a small devilish smile as he approach the scared man, who moved backwards, "You know what they say about heroes don't you…."

The boyfriend shakes his head timidly.

"They…. arrgh!"

Jack falls down and turns to see Casey got him a leg lock.

She then says, "They get fucked into a coma for saving their girlfriend?"

She then starts to twist his leg.

Jack groans, "Fuck!"

"Don't worry I got you bo!" Lisa says as she starts to run towards her.

"Oh shut up, you whiny bitch!" Belinda the waitress says as she slaps her one time hero in the face. Feeling courage and disgust after she became disillusioned of cool how Lisa Cole is after she submitted to Jack while licking her pussy.

Lisa was stunned for a few seconds before shook her head, "Bitch I know you didn't"

She then grabs Belinda's hair and everyone in the bar joined, fighting Break, Beat, and Lisa as Casey and Jack struggle on the floor with each other.

Jack tries to use his hands to unclench Casey's legs with little improvement as she twists and turns his legs, "Bitch let go!"

"Come on I know you like, you sissy!" Casey gives a smile through grit teeth as she says, "I can feel your hard on from here with all the grinding and friction I'm giving you."

Jack leans forwards, pushing his upper body strength to the limit, as he grabs Casey's face and says as he raises his right fist up, "If there anything you won't give me is…."

He then punches her in the face and continue to punch her with each word,

"A"

Punch

"Fucking"

Punch

"Hard-on!"

Punch

Casey falls back after the last punch and loosens her grip on Jack.

Both wrestlers get up and Casey wipes some blood off her lip,

"I don't know what your problem is! But I think you need some hard cord discipline to cool that fire that seems to be brewing under you."

"Lesser women then you have tried and failed." Jack says with a smile, "You should know you already met her."

Casey looks at him confused as Jack runs and kicks her in the stomach, sending crashing into the tables.

Jack stands up straight and says proudly as Casey looks up at him with anger in her eyes, "Giving up Cowgirl! Or do I…." Jack then says with a southern drawl that was once again a little too good to be just mimicry, "Need to rustle you up again?"

"It takes a lot more then that to put a dent in my sail." Casey gets up, "And by the time this night is through I'm going to find out who you are and what's your beef is with me. Because all this cloak and dagger shit is getting a bit tiresome."

Jack waves his fingers at Casey, "Bring it on cowpoke."

Casey growls a little bit before charging at Jack.