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« Last post by Erin Lee on Yesterday at 07:13:42 PM »
I woke up as per usual at 6.30am and staggered over to the mirror. Why is it called beauty sleep when i wake up looking like i've been hit by a train?
Padding to the bathroom i took a shower, brushed the gnashers then back to my bedroom to get dressed. Sorry to disappoint you guys. Untangled my hair, tied it up in a tight ponytail. Then walked over to the curtains and peeled them back. UGH, as usual here in north Manchester the sky is grey and it's raining. Can't remember a dry day in ages, still the ducks like it.
With very little enthusiasm i wander downstairs, boil an egg, cut some toast into soldiers and brew my tea. Feeling just a little bored i log into FCF just to see what has been going on overnight in the good old US of A. Not too much it seems.
The usual insults from Sherry. Have you met Sherry? you need to be a Olympic class runner to catch her and she's not too bright either. I've never called her stupid but when i asked her to spell "orange" and you asked if it was the color or the fruit it kinda caught me off guard. There's also another woman joining in on the insults, must be Erin season is back in vogue and this person goes by the name of Sinthia.
Now i've been hoping for a match with Sinthia for sometime and these insults give me reason to make contact and challenge her to come wrestle me at my apartment. She quickly agrees, a bit too quickly if you ask me, she's clearly uber confident. Maybe she should be, she's taller, heavier, generally bigger than me. By bigger i don't mean she is fat, far from it, she's toned, strong legs, arms...what the hell am i doing challenging her?
Still, challenge made and accepted and despite her physical advantages i'm quite looking for ward to it. I should state here that i am 5'7" a slenderish 125lbs, my breast size is my business and i'm 28 years old.
Jump forward if you will and the day we are going to meet up is upon us. I shoot off down to the gym early, just to tighten up a few of the muscles, then back to my crib to shower. While i'm showering i think about the upcoming match, not making plans as we have never wrestled before, so it'll be taking things as they come. I reckon i'll need to start fast though, try and wear her down. I enjoy a challenge and she is definately gonna be a challenge.
I slip into my trade mark black and white striped bra and thong. Tie my hair into a low bob and saunter into my den to check everything is removed and the blue mats are covering the floor. I'm not sure exactly we will wrestle, likely in more than one room but this is where the match will commence.
Then i hear the door bell, i'm not expecting anyone, not even Amazon so it must be Sinthia. I go to the door, my right hand curls around the door knob and i ease it open. And there stands Sinthia.