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I am looking for anyone interested to help me get back into the swing of things and get or two going on the site.

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Post by BritBrat Sat Oct 31, 2020 5:12 pm

Savannah Love vs. Zulime Lafitte


Match Type: Ultimate Surrender Rules
Victory Conditions: Victory is achieved by scoring the most points over your opponent at the end of three rounds. The winner can subject the loser to whatever she wants in the Prize Round.

Match Overview:

  • Round One (10 Minutes): Arm wrestling contest in the middle of the mat, the winner gets 5 points. Wrestler breaks and begins wrestling from a neutral position on their knees.
  • Round Two (10 Minutes): Point leader of round one will pick a number (between 1 or 2) held behind the referee's back. The winner can choose to either be in the “up” or “down” position to start the round.
  • Round Three (10 Minutes): Wrestler who started in up position for round two will start in the down position in round three. Both competitors will be nude. If the wrestlers do not get each others' clothing off before this round, points for removing articles of clothing are lost.
  • Prize Round/Round Four (5-10 Minutes): Winner performs sexual humiliation on the loser and decides how that round will play out. The winner is encouraged to dominate and humiliate the loser.


Point System:
Control Points: 9 Points during one continuous control
Kissing (Face, Neck, Ear): 3 Points 
Kissing (Mouth on Mouth): 5 Points
Breast Fondling: 10 Points
Pussy Rubbing: 20 Points
Pussy Fingering: 30 Points
Pussy Licking: 40 Points
Facesitting: 30 Points
Submission: 50 Points
Orgasm: 100 points



Truth be told, she wasn't too surprised that she was put into a speciality match of all things.

There are always mixed feelings for every rookie once they have been put into matches like this. Not every newcomer that gets accepted to join the illustrious AFW will have the start that they dream of. Most times, you don't get the stipulation that you'd prefer usually they are the kinky variety. Other times you don't even debut in Friction's very ring in Tokyo. Just because you're technically a part of the Friction roster, doesn't mean that they won't throw you into a debut in Tension or whatever dead league they have. Well, that if they get the inkling that a female doesn't mind slugging out with the bros. The thing to understand is that there isn't always a guarantee when it comes to higher-ups like this. These type of matches usually fall under the "gimmick" category. An excuse for management to throw a beautiful, sometimes flexible, woman and whoever else into a match together and ask them to tie one another into a lovely bundle of ropes and appendages. A throw-away match.

However, not every gimmick match would be considered a throw-away match. And sometimes you get a debut that turns out much better than you could imagine. That was at least what Sgt. Valentine thought. There wasn't any other reason as to why she'd be put into a match like this. Even as she sat on the bench, her legs crossed as the British native combed her ludicrously long mane. The toxic pink highlights only showing from the ends of the golden halo that is her hair. At first glance, if one were to see her in casual clothing, she'd seem nothing more than the basic white woman. Rather trashy, plastic, one that would fit the stereotype someone would have upon seeing her face. But even when she's stripped down into nothing more than a skimpy bikini, her body shows something much more. The model looks do a pretty good job at hiding the fact that she was a wrestler. Her actual attire does a good enough job showing off that flawless body. The Sergent may not be cut and tricked out, but she looks strong. The tweaked top that shows off her midriff, the skirt that doesn't really do an excellent job in covering her lady parts, and those succulent buttocks. Everything to accentuate her form. It's what drove the crowd crazy when she was in back in the land of Britannia. And she did not doubt that the same effect would occur in front of the AFW audience.

It's just a shame that she won't be performing to the AFW audience. In fact, she wasn't coming out as Sgt. Valentine. She's just plain, Lil' Savannah Love. Not that she would be boring without her persona, far from it. Her sultry, teasing self is mixed with excitement. It's not like everyone can say that they had an Ultimate Surrender match as their debut match. With AFW's Hentai division booming, it was a surprise to her that those kinds of matches don't often happen as she'd think. In fact, there was only one in AFW's history, where that type of match actually happened. And that was a tag team match, which is a massive shame when you think about it. So although Savannah is far from being in a match that breaks new ground, this is perhaps the first partnership between the two leagues and the first singles match to have taken place. And with AFW, they are the type to go all out, splurge on a lot of money to make it just as authentic as possible.

As Savannah ties her hair into twin ponytails, she looked upon the mirror. A massive smile on her face, the Brit can't help but be in disbelief that this is actually happening. The blue bikini that barely contains her assets, the bands that wrap around her biceps and ankles. The black wrestling shoes were never a well-liked attire of clothing, many viewers cringing at the constant squeaking they make with every movement. But Savannah thought they complimented well with the fact that this is pure grappling competition. No fancy intros, no flips over the top rope, no strikes and no bullshit. Just straight up mat tussling. Mind you; there aren't many wrestling meets and competitions that allowed to fuck someone into a quivering and mewling mess, laying in their puddle of juices. Luckily for Savannah, this was allowed. But even though it would be her debut, a dream debut at that, she cannot slack at all. There was no way she was getting into a match like this and get humiliated like this. Especially as she wore the colours that the likes of Dragonlily, Cheyanne Jewel, Darling, Syd Blakovich, Bella Rossi and Penny Barber wore, these were her colours. And she was wearing them with pride. Her opponent was far from a newcomer or a rookie, as much as she was told. So this definitely guaranteed a competitive match. At least, Savannah hoped so. It would suck massively if she'd be pitted against a jobber.

The stagehand would notify Savannah that it's time, not before knocking on the door. Her legs uncrossed, giving her attire a few tweaks before checking herself out in the mirror. She gave a double bicep pose to the mirror, giggling at the sight of it. Savannah hoped to do the same thing once she'd win this match. Not wanting to make the man wait, even more, Savannah moved out of the room to walk with the stagehand. This wasn't your typical walk down to gorilla position. Instead, the British wrestler would walk into a set prepared for her and her opponent. And hoo boy, this was just as she'd expected and more. Everything was exactly as she'd seen from the videos. The red and white is the constant theme of the room. From the walls to the mats, with the US logo in the middle. It wasn't like the black background, white and green set of old, but this was still magnificent. The stagehand gave instructions of what to expect and how filming was going to go down, but Savannah was busy letting her eyes soak in the sight of it all. Three cameras were placed outside of the mats, with one cameraman to get up and close to the action. The same one used for all the Ultimate Surrender matches at their website. This was as legitimate as it can get, and they were pulling out all the stops.

The twin-tailed blonde's mind would finally be attentive after photographers wanted to take pictures of the first competitor. This was far from her first photoshoot, wouldn't hurt to get a few snaps in for the crowd. She walked up next to the wall with the US logo, before giving a few serious poses in front of the lens. Some with her arms crossed, some with her biceps flexed. With the colour of her bikini, she definitely felt like she was Cheyanne. Suppose she was a blonde instead of a redhead. Regardless, she was more than ready to get this party underway. She has to wait for the other guest to arrive...

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Post by LtLukas Thu Nov 05, 2020 12:08 am

Zulime was strutting around the arena like she owned the place. She really felt like she did, after all. When she checked social media, she found a lot of her highlights getting tons of coverage. When she talked to her manager, she found that the AFW management was constantly bugging her to get into another match. When she walked the streets, she found that fans would walk right up to her and ask for autographs. She was more than happy to sign whatever the fans wanted. There were even a few woman who asked to sign their breasts, and there was nothing that made Zulime happier than to do just that.

The green bikini that she was wearing was straining against her buxom frame. Even if she were wearing fairly normal clothes, she would have stuck out like a sore thumb. The workers swarming around the arena were wonderful Japanese men and women, diligent with their work but perhaps overly focused on the task that they had at hand. Zulime was the complete opposite. It had been a long time since she had roamed from her locker room, looking for everything and anything that might capture her fancy before her match. It occurred to her that she perhaps ought to concentrate on the match, but Zulime was never going to go for that. After all, why would anyone who was as heralded and as popular as Zulime was worry about something so silly as winning a match? There was something to be said for looking good while you did that, which was why she wore a smile on her face, but she didn't want to think about that. It was five minutes in the future, which to Zulime may as well have been ten thousand years.

She was fairly excited, after all. Tonight was a special night. She knew of Ultimate Surrender, as any self respecting wrestling and sex addict would, and she would be in one of those matches this evening. The swaggering, confident Riverboat Queen was still prowling around when one of the worker bees walked up to her. Her smile was reciprocated by an awkward grin. For someone who worked at AFW, the man was acting like he had never seen such a pretty woman that close, in that sort of outfit. It was a shame, really. She thought that someone with a body like hers should make what she looked like known to the world.

He told her that it was nearly time for the match. The worker bee started explaining the rules, and Zulime was patient enough to listen for a second or two before she cut the man off. She had already all but memorized the rules, and intended to kiss and facesit and fondle her way to victory. In most matches, she was tacitly rewarded for such behaviors, either by the approving roar of the crowd or the fact that it got her just that little bit closer to a hentai finish. But now her actions would literally get her a few points closer to victory, which Zulime found to be nothing short of perfect for her.

Especially given her mood. Zulime found the right door, and threw it open. The woman that she saw a woman who was nothing short of stunning. Zulime would not have been surprised at all if she found out that the blonde was an honest to goodness model, given how attractive she was. Plus the fact that she walked in while Savannah was flexing certainly helped her cause. That bikini didn't leave much to the imagination, but Zulime found herself imagining anyways, a fact that was revealed as the woman bit her bottom lip for a second.

But she did make sure that it was only a second. "Well, darlin', ain't I nothin' short of charmed to make your acquaintance here, of all places." Her toothy grin made her look like an alligator, she thought. And Zulime found herself very hungry for one particular type of meat.

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Post by BritBrat Mon Nov 23, 2020 10:45 pm

Savannah felt as if she didn’t have a care in the world, especially as she was posing for the cameras. A stark contrast to anyone else that has nervously stepped foot into AFW’s squared circle. Many times there would be someone with a hint of anxiety just by waiting in the gorilla position. Which is true when it’s their first foray into professional wrestling. Having all eyes on you, by person or behind the screen, it can be a daunting, intimidating experience that left one disconcerted as they get in the ring. If any words could be described of Savannah, its not meek, reverent or timid. Far from it. The Briton entered the arena with enthusiasm and confidence. This isn’t her first rodeo, even though she’s on rookie’s pay. All the nerves she had felt were long gone.

Besides, Savannah wasn’t in the Friction arena or the ring. This was something much different. Not many newcomers could say they had Ultimate Surrender rules match as their debut match. Not even that, to be partnered up by the same company that filmed the sexual battles. It was a huge endeavour, one that had them brought from the United States of America to the Land of the Rising Sun. Just like Savannah did when she moved from South West London to Tokyo. To say it was a cultural shock would be an understatement. Despite walking with the confident swagger of a veteran, Savannah was considered a new talent soon as she moved to the East. Although small, compared to most wrestlers, she has built a good following in the UK. The blonde was never at the point of stardom and celebrity status, having managers bugging her into matches. In a way, she was starting afresh, straight from the ground up.

Not that this would make her conceited in demanding that people should care about her, but Savannah knew that a win of spectacular fashion would boost her up to that point. A shame that the woman in question would be used as the stepping stone. However, that’s how the business works at times. Speaking of which, said woman would eventually appear, in a rather bombastic manner. Savannah turned her head, but the rest of the body dared not, keeping in place for the pose. A nice action shot of sorts. All eyes were on the second woman in the bikini that is in the same style as her own. She had to be shorter than her but rivalled in thickness and curves. The long raven hair was done up in quite the stylish ponytail, that probably would get ruined as the action picks up. Wearing makeup during a hot, sweaty bout of grappling would be ill-advised, lest you look like an absolute mess that wouldn’t grant you the grace for the cameras. Which is why it was lucky that she was a perfect natural beauty. Smooth ebony skin dark like chocolate. And looking at the green bikini made her focus on her own pink one, straining to be contained and threatening a classic wardrobe malfunction. But there was no need to fear or be embarrassed. A setting like this would do nothing but encouraged for the cameras, plus, no audience to witness, save for the filming crew. And her opponent.

As soon as this woman spoke, her accent was the first thing to stick out like a sore thumb. It was like a kaleidoscope of places; the lilt of the South, the suaveness of the French, all made to make one feel right at home. The epitome of Southern Hospitality. Savannah hasn’t been exposed much to the Americanisms, nor be so cultured to have experienced the vast area-specific linguistics. But what she had heard from the time in the indies has given her a good enough catalogue to get it right. Even if she would paint with a broad brush. Meanwhile, the precision that is the English is probably going to stick out even more. “Yor tellin’ me, love. Course this place would go all out ter make it exactly like the videos.” And go out they did. No expense was held to make it the perfect replica. “A pleasure ter meet yer, by the way. These lads certainly made some interestin’ choices bringin’ us both ‘ere…” Her eyes wandering up and down from head to toe. “…Not that you’d find me complainin’." Placing both hands on her hips, a curious eyebrow would be raised as she’d focus on something that wasn’t her fabulous body, but rather, what’s on her body. “Mmmmm...Green, huh? Interesting choice there, love.”

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Post by LtLukas Sun Dec 06, 2020 2:07 am

Zulime was impressed by the woman she saw in front of her. There was a lot to be impressed by. The jambalaya and gumbo that she ate so often made her hips that much wider and her rear that much more rotund. Savannah has some killer curves of her own, as Zulime noticed when her deep brown eyes found Savannah’s lovely pink bikini. Savannah’s beautiful bust was barely held back by that bikini, and Zulime felt herself already feeling a wave of lust come over her before the match had even started.

But Savannah’s physical appearance was only the start of it. When she heard Savannah speak for the first time, she was not only charmed by the woman’s smooth intelligent sounding tones, she was enthralled with what the woman was saying. She heard the beauty use the word love, which reminded her of women with gray hair calling her honey or darling while at the same time remaining at a distance thanks to its Anglo overtones. The Riverboat Queen paused for a second to delight in that irony.

But she could not contemplate for long, because what Savannah was saying wanted for response. “Pleased to meet you as well,” Zulime began, ever one to observe courtesies. “I find that these folks are willin’ to do just about anythin’,” she said with a toothy grin and a gesture around the room, “if you can put on a show for ‘em.” Zulime paused for a second. Among the milieu of New Orleans women with frilly dresses and French last names, the word interesting was a shibboleth for words like disgusting, horrendous and terrible that simply would not pass in such a decent society. But it was possible that such insane use of words was not common where Savannah was from. “Thanks, darlin,” Zulime offered, “I promise I ain’t an alligator, despite this green,” she said the same way an apex predator would, “unless you’re into that sort of thing.” Her saucy wink made her words which could have so easily dripped with vicious sarcasm shimmer with flirty overtones. “And as much as I like that pink on ya, I think I would much prefer that pink be off ya, if ya don’t mind me sayin’ so.”

Zulime got down on the mat, not far from Savannah. Her belly was down, but she was facing the blonde beauty and resting her hand on her chin. Naturally, she wanted to look at Savannah’s face, not only because she wanted to look at the pretty woman for as long as possible but to see what sort of reaction she would have to the Cajun girl up close and person, but also to show a deep cleavage to her opponent for the evening. Part of gauging Savannah’s reaction involved whether or not the British woman would find herself entranced in a voodoo like fashion to Zulime’s bountiful curves.

“Anythin’ else, or shall we get this show on the road?” Zulime said.

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Despite what one thinks about management, they certainly can freshen things up and bring some variety once in a while. Even though this was pretty rare of a moment, a potential once in a lifetime event, it wouldn’t stop the higher-ups from bringing in the usual familiarity to these unique matchups. But this was as special as it could get, two women who aren’t new to the sensual arts, but not the usual sights one would expect from its Hentai Division. It was an ample opportunity, one that Savannah was ecstatic about.

Sure, the typical Brit vs American narrative could have been used, but the crew weren’t milking that cash cow. It would have been beating a dead horse anyway. It was just two unique women that would bring an exciting match. Getting to know someone for the first time is always an exciting time, even more so when they are packaged in such a lovely bikini. The more her eyes hungrily sized her up, witnessing every single angle, the more she couldn’t wait but to open up that present. One would think a Brit would take the chance to make fun of the smooth Southern tone that is Zulime’s accent, but Savannah found it charming. It definitely brought a nice contrast to her own, which might be unremarkable on its own. But the Louisianan actually liked it. Or at least it seemed to.

“Aye, I think we can put on quite the show.” Savannah would speak, all the while, her eyes stayed glued to that body. It would be rude to talk without looking at their eyes, but Zulime could excuse the Brit for that slight. Waves of lust are hard to combat. “So long as you’re able to last, that is, love.” A comment that had the tones of hope and a challenge. Sure, there will be a lot of mat grappling, but it is also the sex that many people come for Ultimate Surrender. She gave a toothy grin and a chuckle when she heard the Riverboat Queen denying she’s an alligator. Even more so when she got down onto her belly. “Well, I wouldn’t have thought that.” Playful and tasteful sarcasm as the Brit spoke. Dry humour is something they are masters of, but she didn’t want to turn off the Louisianan away. Especially as she’s been so pleasant.

“Trust me, if you were, I wouldn’t have agreed to this.” Savannah would follow the Louisianan down to the mat. Slowly and sensually, she lowered herself to the rubber covered floor, spreading her legs down as she descends not too far from the alligator, but within the circle. “Let’s strut our stuff, shall we?” The cameramen circled around them, getting some good shots as she wiggled her butt. She was liking Zulime’s curves but wondered if she was enchanted by her own. Eventually, her belly would meet the ground before she’d curl her body up in a sphinx position. The ease she transitions into one pose to another would be noticeable if Zulime was paying attention.

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Zulime smiled. One way or the other, this was going to be quite the show. She loved the way that she said that. There was the deep patois of the  backwoods, with English interspersed with grunts and yelps that the dancing and the bacchanalia caused. Then there were the nasal accents of people coming down the Mississippi River from further up the country. It was exhausting to have to pretend to like their jokes. But as she spoke with Savannah, there was no pretending involved. When Savannah got down into the sphinx pose, Zulime made no attempts to hide how her eyes wandered to Savannah's ample breast, and stayed there. The Cajun girl's earlier comment about depriving her opponent of her outfit was starting to piece itself together, given the lustful look in Zulime's eye.

The Riverboat Queen's ample rear met the ground as well. She spread her legs wide, and crawled forward with her hands. Her breasts met the ground, much to the delight of the camera. It looked like the operator had a hard time in deciding what exactly they should be focusing on, given how quickly they were circling around her. Zulime was aware of the effect that she had on people. And she hoped that she would have a very similar on the woman only a scant few feet from her now.

Savannah was strutting her stuff, and Zulime was happy to go just as crazy. A slight tremor in her back meant that both her large boobs and her curvy rear were shaking. "You seein' anythin' you like?" Zulime asked. She was fairly confident what the answer would be, but she wanted to hear it anyway. The Cajun girl was haughty like that. But she was not content to just stop there. "You know, after I have my way with you in the bonus round, it ain't exactly like I hate you or nothin'. Would still be happy to take you out to a drink or somethin' like that." Zulime arched an eyebrow. That had some meaning, and Zulime wanted to see if Savannah could recognize it. Because after fucking her in the ring, then fucking her in the bonus round, the Riverboat Queen would still not be sated.

She tried to bring those thoughts to bear now. Plans and thoughts flitted about in her head, but they died quickly. That was not who she was. No, she was going to throw herself forward and use her tremendous experience to make things happen. She sat back a bit, and let her large breasts hang down, barely constrained by the green bikini top. She adjusted her arm bands in a show, just for good measure. To show her opponent that not only was she beautiful, but she had some powerful muscles as well. From there, she flexed her arms, giving it a slap or two so that the camera could see just how strong she was.

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Post by BritBrat Mon Jan 11, 2021 7:42 pm

Savannah had confidence that they can put on a show. Although this would technically be her debut, she didn’t feel much of the pressures as most do when they step into the ring. With how unconventional this whole thing is compared to the norm, it would be a unique experience. Granted, it’s not as if she would be jumping off the turnbuckles or bouncing off the ropes, like actual professional wrestling. This is another breed, pure grappling/wrestling that is a part of why Ultimate Surrender has gotten its success. It was all-natural, far from a performance or playing to the cameras. Raw passion would be seen between them, and they wouldn’t have to do any foreplay.

Savannah slipped into the sphinx pose, her elbows entirely under her shoulders, letting her chest sink to the padded mat. Pushing her shoulder blades apart into a scapular protraction, nothing about her body looked stiff. She felt that Zulime would know the difference between someone stiff and someone flexible, which makes the whole thing look good. Other than what would make the men (and women) horny as they watch, there are benefits to this. They wouldn’t be the type to appreciate myofascial release or strengthened back musculature when they are working themselves to a frenzy with one hand.

“Well, I’d have to get a list for that, love.” Savannah is aware of what Zulime is doing. Not to say she wouldn’t play along to it all. There is a lot to like about the Louisianan’s body, however. So much so that although the cameraman would pam towards Zulime, her eyes were also focused on her. The slight movements that complimented such flawless features. Brief moments where she’d give some attention to the Riverboat Queen before she would concentrate on her own surroundings. The recording crew needed to get everything fast, and the Brit wouldn’t commit to one particular stretch for too long. Especially moved into a pigeon stretch, tucking one leg underneath as she straightened up a bit.

When in conversation, Savannah would let Zulime say her piece. It was rude to interrupt, and the proposal that she brought up was…interesting. Brought an arched eyebrow as the layer of haughtiness was noticed in her words. Of course, this is competition, a bit of trash talk isn’t going to hurt unless it’s personal. “That your way of saying ‘no harsh feelings’, eh?” She brought a smug smile as her legs spread out wide in a split, before leaning towards one side, gripping on the leg for support. “If you’re paying for our drinks, then I might take the offer.” She joked her chuckled, giving a bounce to her chest as she leaned towards the other side. “That depends if you can even show me a good time.”

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Post by LtLukas Sat Jan 16, 2021 11:04 pm

Zulime smiled at Savannah's comment. She desperately wanted it to be one of the gracious smiles of the kawaii girls who didn't know how pretty they were, but her actual emotions were plain to see on her face. Instead of the bashful smile of a timid girl who was just complimented, her deep brown eyes conveyed nothing but lust. Savannah's lascivious reply was greeted with a hearty laugh, but  Zulime actually wanted to know what was on that list. She wondered if Savannah would take her up on her offer to go get drinks and she would ever find out which of her features excited the British woman. But she supposed that words were one thing, and actions were another. And the Riverboat Queen knew how to work her body and excite the other woman.

And Zulime sought to do that again. The Riverboat Queen stood up and bent over, stretching her legs. Well, at least partially stretching her legs. Her actual intent was to get her ass high in the air, to serve as a totem to attract the attention of both everyone behind their monitors and Savannah. "Wouldn't mind payin', darlin'. I only drink top end stuff, anyways," Zulime said. She was already thinking ahead, considering what dress she would wear. There was that lovely red dress that she wore in the jazz club when all those men attacked. That dress looked nice, but it had bad juju, she thought. When she was out on the town with a lovely lady, she did not want to worry about the intrusion of a group of men.

But then she stood up. What Savannah said demanded her attention. The smile faded, and Zulime was serious. "Darlin' after youhad me you're gonna be convinced that you never had a good time before in your life. And that is nothin' short of a promise, let me tell you that..." Zulime's deep drawl usually came slowly, like the great Mississippi River churning down at a snail's pace. But her words now came at a quicker clip, showing the serious intent behind what she was saying.

But the hard look quickly faded. Zulime got down on the ground once more, and did a split. It wasn't much of a stretch, and probably wouldn't help her that much during the match. But she knew how much focus there would be on her big butt. And that fact alone made the Cajun girl smile again. Her dark legs stood out against the white mat. Zulime's self-confidence was far beyond that of most people, and she was starting to feel it even more intensely now.

Zulime stood up, and walked over to the starting mark. "You ready, darlin'?" Zulime asked. "Because once we get off the mark, it's gonna be a lot more than just this jawin'." Zulime brushed her hair from her face one more time. The Riverboat Queen's excitement for the match was plain to see on her face. This was something that she had watched, but had never done before. And for a woman as adventurous as Zulime, that was what she wanted more than anything else.

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Post by BritBrat Mon Feb 01, 2021 6:53 pm

It wasn’t hard for either woman to see the lust in their eyes. In any other line of work, it would have gotten you fired and reprimanded. Which is why Savannah liked this. And she liked Zulime a lot. This simple kind of honesty was grounded and stuck in reality rather than just some massive bravado that some women would pull. Then again, Sgt. Valentine had no doubt that the Riverboat Queen could pull it off. You don’t have to give everything to someone on the first date, only just enough to somewhat satisfy, but still, leave them wanting more. The offer to get some drinks after might come off as a Lothario tactic, someone trying to make a woman swoon and be charmed. But Savannah is still severe about if she could last long enough for her to consider it. Words were indeed one thing. Actions were another.

But it didn’t mean Savannah could not entertain the idea. “Oooh, somebody’s boujee.” She teased. The expensive stuff tends to be the best, but not always. “Whiskey? Rum? Vodka? Jagers?” A simple question, but one can pretty much carbon date a person by the drink that he/she craves. Savannah was far from a freeloader, she is perfectly okay with buying drinks herself. But hey, if somebody’s offering, who was she to deny them the pleasure?

Zulime stood up and responded, the playful air grew sour, and the Louisianan native made her intentions clear. With what Savannah said, it required her attention, and she got it. The Briton stood with her hands on her hips. Rather than mirroring the hardened look, she remained as relaxed as it could be. There’s not much a reason for her to be ultra-competitive, to try and be more than what is necessary. Zulime had to back herself, and Savannah was gracious to not interrupt. Letting the southern drawl hang on every word before saying her piece. "Well, what you're suggestin' would be nothin' short of a miracle, darlin'." Slightly mimicking the accent, with the added flavour of her own. Only for that sentence alone. "You are free to try to make me believe though."

The hardened look quickly vanished as she’d drop into a split. With how easily she could change her looks just as the way she got into the split, she’d have to tread carefully. “Oh, I’m more than ready, love,” Savannah answered. She pointed towards the camera with her thumb, tilting her head to give the nod to the cameraman. “Wanna do the honours? Give ‘em the same fantastic performance you did just there.” She sent a teasing wink to Zulime’s way.

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