Ms. H dominates of course

40 Cent charges at her but Ms. H just scoffs as she gets out of the way at the last second.

Before he could realize what she is doing 40 trips over leg that she put out.

40 Cent trips and falls on the ropes.

"Really, Mr...umm... 40 Cent? I expected so much better from you."

Ms. H raises her foot, with her high heel on, and places it on 40's ass.

"You were a great wrestler back in the day when you with Casey. Now look at you."

She plunges her heel deep into his jeans so 40 can feel it pressing against his asshole.

"Falling for the most juvenile of tricks. What would your cousin think?"

40 Cent grins his teeth and turns around, making Ms. H lose her balance but 40 grabs her foot, "My cousin doesn't think nothing. For I am one in charge bitch!"

Ms. H rolls her eyes and sighs as she jumps around on one foot, "Once again with the grammar."