Now it's time to use that long body against itself. I crawl around to your left side, toss my right leg over you and sit on your lower back. Reaching forward, I grab both of your arms and pull them up over my thighs, the fans at ringside knowing exactly where I am headed. Cupping my hands under your chin, I start to lean back, strrrrretching your neck and arching your back in a camel clutch! My arms press against the outside of my girls, pushing them together and creating some (very) deep cleavage! Not yet applying full pressure, I lock in the hold, not expecting you to submit, but expecting that back to start numbing pretty rapidly. 30 seconds pass . . . 45 . . . a minute, still not applying full pressure but content to wear you down systematically. Just for fun I bark, "Ask her ref!"