The crowd is definitely getting their money's worth as they witness their beloved mother/wife/neighborhood friend viciously tear into each other in the oil wrestling pit. A sheen of sweat and oil covering our heaving bodies. My opponent calls it 'torrid' but maybe she's thinking too much about her favorite place to shop.
I finally manage to break free from her head scissor as the audience cheers me on. Seems as if they have started to turn on the host of the match. My ears still ringing, I flip myself over Carolann's body, taking her back as I manage to trap her in a body scissor of my own. Using my strong, defined legs for the first time in this match, I crank up the pressure on my American opponent's soft midsection. Grabbing her right arm, I open up her upper body, "C'mon Dear, you so badly wanted to show your saggy tits, now's your chance! ENJOY THIS!"