Petty gets ambush

Casey leads her little sister to the locker room.

"Okay, get dress and let's get out of here."

"Don't I have time to shower. I feel petty sticky after all those orgasms."

"No time, Pet." Casey puts her hands on Petty's shoulders, "That woman is a maniac. I know that look and the only thing that will calm her down is with a cold shower, which you can have at home."

Casey begins to turn around, "Now let's get you…"

Before she could finish an opened locker door slams into Casey's face.

"Casey!" Petty yells as Casey falls on her back hard.

Amber peers out around the corner, naked, "Hello teddy bear. We didn't finish our match. I bet you didn't know I knew a short cut to the face locker room and me being a tweener I can go wherever I want."

Casey, with blood coming from her forehead and trying to stand but couldn't, raise her hand out, "Don't you touch her, you fucking cu…"

Before she could finish Amber knees Casey in the face, making the pro wrestler down.

"Is that your sister?"

Petty simply nods her head.

"I might have fun with her later. Maybe a little sister sister action. That would be hot."

Petty tries to run but Amber grabs by her hair and slams back into the locker room.

Amber then slams her hands on either side of the scared girl and leans towards, "Now where were we…"