Enter At Your Own Risk!

Clair's email had given Dick very detailed directions to the location of the underground ring they would have to fight. Cops were on the prowl tonight & were more determined than ever to bust the underground fighting circuit wide open.* So Dick would have to watch his ass outside & inside the arena tonight!

To insure all interested parties are protected, the arena's location will not be publicly shown or described.

  After following Clair's directions & being discrete as humanly possible, Dick had arrived to a cabin in the woods were an elderly, one-eyed man sat on the porch stared him down. "Passwerd?!" he whispered drunkenly.

"Umm... Wieners & Buns?" said Dick.

  The One-Eye Man stood up swiftly, giving Dick a look of anger & disgust. He slowly walked over to Dick & whispered to his ears, "Thats Correct!" The Man's face immediately changes in front of Dicks eyes as he opens the cabin's door & greets Dick in. "If y'all follow me to basement sir, Darlin' Bell 'll b most happy te see yah!"

  Dick didn't know whether to be relieved to found the right place or to remain confused. He thought this fight was gonna have an audience, but even when he walked in the cabin he couldn't even hear any crickets let alone people. 'Maybe we'll have to fight without an audience, She did say cops were all out hunting this place?' he thought to himself.

 But as the old man was unlocking the basement door, the all familiar sounds of hollering & drunken cheers grew louder & louder til finally the doors were swung open, revealing the statium sized crowd ready for the Big Fight! 

"Holy Shit," Dick thought, "... this basements as big as a Fuckin' warehouse!"

 The Old Man glance at Dick shock & awe & laughed loudly, "Heh Heh Heh! Didn Know Wat You Waz Gettin' In ta Did Ya City Boy!?"

"WHAT!?" Dick shouted

"I Said 'Didn Know Wat You Waz Gettin' In at Did Ya...."

 Before Dick could even reply, two strong hands grabbed his arm tightly & pulled him away from the old man "OH MY STARS, YOUR HERE!!!" said a Loud, Feminine voice. Dick turned to his 'abductor' & discovered it was none other than his challenger: Clair Bell! 

"Mr. Biggins, If you'd like me to call ya that, It is an hona' to meet you at last!" Clair said w/t must enthusiasm in her voice. "I've been a Huge Fan of Yours for a very long time! Ever since you Knocked out that Irish Guy & won your first Championship belt, I pratically pop my cherries every time I think of your... Strong... Aand Sweaty Arms!" she stroked Dicks arm repeatedly, sending a chill down is spine (& down into his crotch)

"Heh Heh, Nice to know I still got loyal fans." Dick said nervously, still uncertain whether to be frightened or aroused.

"Yah Know, I was worried that since you got that Chinese girl by your side all the time, that y'all d be an couple & Id Never get ta invite ya to any of my private rastlin' matches. But HERE YA ARE!!! HEH HEHE HEHE!"

  Dick's goosebumps grew even bigger, he could tell from all of the signs that this was a trap & Clair's laughter wasn't helping. But how could he get out now, where would he go? Despite his fears, he knew he had to face this head-on. "Clair, I appreciate the hospitality, but we do have a fight tonight."

  Clair's kind & flirtatious expression quickly changed; Her eye widened & she spoke slower than before, "Bu..But Do Ch'Ya wanna relax first, since y'all had a long flight an all?"

"Clair, The crowd is gettin' restless; We should start soon before we have a riot on our hands!"

"OH Screw Them! They'll Shut up soon as I give ya a 'Special Dance'!"

"NO Clair! We Need To Get Ready & Start The Fight!"

  Clair then lost any kind act she was playing into & had reached full on Redneck Rage! "FINE THEN! Y'ALL WANT ME TA BEAT YOUR ASS SO BAD, THEN GET IN THAT RING!! I'LL MAKE YOU CRY LIKE A BITCH!!!!!"

  Though it wasn't the way he wanted it to start, he knew they would have to start throwin' blows by the end of the night. Might as well get it over w/t.