Patrice Juillet vs Ivy Emerson - Sleepy Student vs Wrestling Scholar

Ivy's "comforting" words were not really registered at all by Patrice - and even if they had been, getting "put back to sleep" was frankly far from a reassuring proposition at all in a wrestling ring. However, she was too disoriented to think too much at all, and soon enough the teacher began just kissing her, and seemingly it could have been her sleep aid of choice. And it felt like it lasted an eternity...

Unfortunately for the Sleepy Student, Ivy's medicine proved out to be something much more brutal.

The Wrestling Whiz proved that she was not one to give any mercy, as she jumped up and fell down, bringing the French blonde with her, causing a devastating impact between the latter's face and her own knees. As the actress had still been pretty much on the edge of unconsciousness, the brutal move was more than enough to send her back to dreamland - or more accurately, to the nightmares of the night. The blonde girl simply flopped down, ending up lying face down motionlessly on the mat next to Ivy.

With the loud crack of her knees colliding against Patrices beautifle face Ivy turned out the blondes lights for good. With the godess KO'd and splayed out in the middle of the ring Ivy took her time setting up the final pin.

First she got on all fours and admired her slumbering opponent. Her pale belly slowly rose and fell as she gently snored. Her eyes had already rolled into the back of her head, contrasting nicely with the brushes marking where Ivys knees connected.

"Geez you took that beating like a champ!" the Wrestling Whiz declared for planting an extra affectionate kiss on Patrices bruised face.

After sighing with disappointment because the fun was over Ivy snuggled up next to the snoozing blonde. She quickly hooked Patrices limp leg and stretched it as far as I'd go, subdly revealing her cameltoe for all to see. 

The blushing ref was already in place to call the match.
"One!... Two!... Three!... Four!... Five!..." 
The audience immediately pelted the cruel genius with a chorus of boos. Ivy didn't seem to care.

Before she got off of her new best friend Ivy would slip a small piece of paper with her cell # between her opponents perky beats. "Once you sleep this off feel free to call me up if you want a few more lessons... See ya buddy!"

Having had her fun Ivy quickly rolled out of the ring and jogged up the ramp, leaving her brutalized friend to her own devices.

So, as it turned out, it all ended tonight just as it had begun. The Sleepy Student firmly in dreamland - only that the end had been a much more unpleasant one than the beginning.

Brutal, frankly.

The crowds seemed to be symphatising with her. It was just too bad that the blonde could register none of that. She was Ivy's hapless prey for the pin, and completely unaware of the subtler, gentler as well as the more humiliating shenanigans of the Wrestling Whiz.

She was lucky.

As the French blonde's fate had been sealed and Ivy jogged up the ramp, her saving grace was the support crew who came rushing in and carried the sleeping beauty out of the arena - saving her from any further humiliation. After all, after tonight's events, the next day was in any case going to be hell.

Oh, and the phone number? That was one she would never be calling!


Winner: Ivy Emerson