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Trish couldn't freeze up now, not if she wanted to avoid revealing her pussy to the entire world. She quickly grabbed onto the top rope on both sides of the turnbuckle and is able to pull herself up onto the top rope with Stacy.

From this position it should be impossible for Stacy to remove her thong but now they're both in dangerously close proximity to each other with Trish's legs wrapped around Stacy's hips with Keibler responsible for ensuring that they both don't tumble off the top turnbuckle.

That responsibility becomes much harder as Trish fires off a quick forearm strike to Stacy. That shot clearly rocked her and it is hard not to understand where that anger in Stratus is coming from. Trish fires another one and Stacy falls back, nearly falling off the turnbuckle. Trish realizes the awkward predicament they are both in and decides she needs a different approach.

With Stacy still a bit loopy, Trish undoes her legs from around Stacy and position them on the second rope. This garners a few boos from the crowd who were enjoying the visual of Trish's barely covered crotch straddled on Stacy. Trish hooks her arm around Stacy's head and brings her swiftly to the mat with a superplex from the top rope.

Both divas crash into the mat hard and are slow to recover. Stacy is breathing heavy as you can practically see her heart beating through her blue lace bra. Trish is rolling on the mat in pain, rubbing her sore lower back.

Trish is the first to recover, pulling herself up to a knee. She looks at Stacy and seems to be thinking about how she can win this battle. But her expression quickly changes to one of anger, enraged still about Stacy trying to remove her thong. She steps over to Stacy before grabbing hold of her by her bra.

"You trying to embarrass me? How dare you!" Trish screams at Stacy before tugging on Stacy's bra enough to roughly pulling her opponent up to her feet. Trish pushes Stacy back to the mat.

"You took this too far!" Trish yells again, once again yanking Stacy up to her feet by her bra. The bra is starting to show signs of wear as the strap isn't meant to be pulled so hard. Trish shoves Stacy back down again.

"You wanted to see my vagina so bad?" Trish lifts Stacy to her knees.

"Enjoy, bitch!" Trish grabs Stacy by the back of her head and thrusts Stacy's face right into her own crotch. The crowd is shocked and cheers loudly seeing Stacy rubbed up against Trish's private parts. Stacy's mouth is muffled as she screams while Trish continues to rub Keibler's face right up against her.

Stacy looks to be shedding a tear or two but Trish is clearly in no mood for crocodile tears. Trish finally lets go of Stacy's head and thrusts her crotch one more time in Stacy's face, knocking her over.

With that out of the way and Trish's anger starting to fade, she starts thinking clearly about ending this match.