Let's Find Out...

You follow a series of signs to the "red" locker room, the one opposite the blue locker room. You haven't been given much instruction yet, just directions on how to get here and where to go within the facility. The red door opens into a classic, if small, locker room. There are benches, three open shower stalls, sinks and mirrors, and two rows of lockers. Standing next to one of them is a woman in business attire.

Her blond hair is cut into short bangs and she has a serious expression on her face, made more severe by the clipboard and pen in her hands. Despite her attempts at appearing business-like you can't help but notice how nicely she fills out her crisp white blouse and open jacket. Her pencil skirt is just short enough to let you know how shapely her legs are and you can't help but wonder what lies underneath it all. Is she a futa as well?

She clears her throats and says, "I suggest you keep it in your pants until you get into the ring, Ms. Blackburn."

You gloss over her comment and ask, "Who are you?"

"My name is Rebecca Manchester. You may call me Miss Manchester."

She gives you a hard look. Her intentions couldn't be clearer even if she'd built a brick wall between you. You cough and wait for her to continue.

"I'm one of the managers for new fighters such as yourself. I'm here to give you a basic rundown and make certain you're ready. How familiar are you with FWF rules and guidelines?"