AFW Karaoke Night 2: Hot Tub Karaoke Machine. (Also known as Angel's Birthday Bash!)

Despite the heat of the hot tub, and the distracting bubbles, Haley still noticeably shivered as the older blonde stroked her thigh, blushing yet again as she enjoyed the feeling.

"Th-Thanks...You look pretty amazing yourself."

She had known that Valley had been wanting the two of them to get back together for some time, she just hadn't expected her to be so...forward about it.

"Y-yeah, some more pink stuff is good!"

She said allowed, flashing Adrian a thumbs up vote of confidence when she appeared and went into the warm bubbly water. She leaned back, and tried to relax. Sure she was exposed, but she was among friends, and even if Valley wasn't exactly being subtle, she had to admit she didn't mind the flirting.

"So....anybody have any good hot tub stories?"

Tiffany ordered another pitcher of the wonderful, pink concoction that Adrian had ordered, as well as a bottle of scotch.

As she waited for the drinks to arrive, the cowgirl watched as Adrian emerged from the changing room, clad in a black bikini.
"Hey, you look great." she called.

The service of the establishment responded quickly, and soon Tiffany approached the hot tub with two trays, one balanced on each hand. The first held a pitcher full of pink liquid, the second had a bottle of Lagavulin scotch and several glasses. Setting the pitcher down next to Ace, she favored the silver haired girl with a grin.

"Here ya go, darlin." she said to the younger woman.

Going to her spot next to Angel, she set the second tray with it's load at the edge of the tub before stepping in, giving a sigh of pleasure as she felt the water.
"Oh wow....why haven't we done this before?" she commented to Angel as she poured a glass of scotch for the Latina, holding it out to her with her eyebrow raised in a silent offer.

Storytime. Carmen had one in mind, but she hesitated for a few moments, right before the silence started to get uncomfortable. As uncomfortable as anything could be while being surrounded with beautiful women in a hot tub while being served free drinks.

"I have one." She reached over and took a quick sip of the pink stuff, which made her have a distinct un-Carmen-like giggle. "Okay, okay. A couple of years ago, I was in Britain for the Olympics. Good time. This girl who beat me in the last round, kept me from the gold..." She looked up at the ceiling for a moment. "Can't remember her full name. Something Burchill. Anyway, we met after the match, and I got the distinct impression that she was into me. All the signals were there, all the looks, heavy flirting. So she invites me back to her apartment, right? And she has a hottub. And I bring a bikini. And I am looking forward to this like you wouldn't believe, because I've been on dry spell since training started. Wild oats."

She eased back and rubbed shoulders with Angel, then spoke as she took another sip. "So, her husband was there, too." Carmen sat the drink aside. "I'm not sure exactly what their plan was or how they expected it to go down, but I think the gist was that she was bi, and they'd had some marital problems, and he thought they could spice it up by either watching us make out or having a threesome. I don't know, because I got ticked before he could really explain. Burchill didn't like me yelling at her man, things escalated, and we had a rematch in the apartment, right there."

She held out her glass, motioning for a refill from the bar. "I won, that time."

Haley couldn't resist clapping.

"Hope you kicked both of their asses for pulling a stupid stunt like that!"

She commented, taking a long sip of the sweet drink, slowly getting more comfy as she got used to the wonderful feeling of the warm hot tub, and the drinks. Leaning back, she looked over at Valley Doll, the older blonde still leaning close, hand on Haley's leg in the water. The Doll had been rather playful with her tonight, and now that she was much more relaxed, Haley felt like returning the favor. Her hand under the water, hidden under the bubbles, she reached around and under the Doll, before giving her a soft pinch on her backside.

Adrian couldn't help but giggle at Carmen's story. She'd heard rumours of how things were at the olympics and aparently it was worse than AFW for random sex, but to hear it from someone who'd actually been there was something else. 

"Uhh... I don't really have a 'hot tub' story, but I got really drunk one time and... I was standing in the back of a moving pick-up trunk, firing a marshmallow gun." she said, still unable to stop the giggling

Angel took the scotch from Tiffany, and took a nice, long drink from the glass, relaxing in the warm waters as she listened to Adrian and Carmen's stories. She grinned at Carmen's story, but Adrian's story only left her confused.

"A marshmallow gun...?" she asked, tilting her head towards Adrian. "Is that...is that really a thing, chica?"

Taking a sip of her drink, Tiffany listened to Carmen's story, raising an eyebrow at the end. Were it her, she might have rolled with it, but then again, she had a broad range of tastes in that regard. Still, pretty shitty of the Brit to not have full disclosure up front, at least in her opinion.

"Heh, good job darlin'. Maybe next time that chick wants to mix things up, she'll play her cards face up." she remarked.

When Adrian told her tale, Tiffany shook her head.
"Aw, come on girl, you gotta have details for these kinda stories. Like...oh I don't know...how you wound up on the back of a moving truck shooting a marshmallow gun." she said with a laugh.

Valley turned her attention to Adrian along with Tiffany and Angel, interested to hear where this was going. This was her first time being in the same room as the Philly fighter, but from what she'd heard, the girl led an interesting life. "Completely agree." She tipped a glass her way. "You can't just drop something like 'marshmellow gun' in a conversation without-"

Valley suddenly yelped as a sharp pain flared up in her backside, surprising her, and she knew exactly where it came from.

"You okay?" Carmen raised an eyebrow, looking back at her with confusion.

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine!" Valley giggled and gave Haley's thigh a quick spank, before she resumed her rubbing duties. "Just the bubbles. Just the bubbles..."

Ace giggled slightly, trying to hide it behind her palm

"Bubbles huh? Must be stronger bubbles there than the rest of the hot tub..."

She said, adjusting herself and sitting back down, now slightly closer to Valley so she could slowly drape her leg next to Valleys and rub it against the older woman's leg. A bold move for her, but worth the blush.

"So Adrian, a marshmellow gun sounds awesome and I want one. Did you like, shoot anybody in the mouth?"

"It's totally a real thing!" Adrian half laughed, half yelled "And I don't know where exactly we got them, but it was after a show in Allentown where it was me, Becks, some of the guys... and I got bet some money that I couldn't shoot it from across the bingo hall into Becks' top when we were supposed to be clearing everything up. Don't think it worked, but we were just messing around with them and I think part of the deal was that one of us had to hit a moving target... or hit a target while moving... so that kinda lead to some poor guy getting a marshmallow driveby." The former cosplayer rambled, ignoring the yelp from Valley and the shenanigans going on the other side of the tub. "'Cause we thought we were gansta or something stupid back then, indy wrestlers are idiots. Even when they work as like accountants or something, we're idiots."