Mimete vs Sasha (complete)

Mimete cried out and was hit square in the stomach. She clutched her belly doubled over and on her knees.

Sasha bowed low and resached for Mimete's hair, taking a good handfull of the wellmept curls and pulling oon them with gritted teeth. Sasha leaned back trying to yank Mimete's head under her left arm,locking her in a firm front headlock,pressing her small bizeps ahrd into Mimete's cheeck.
Bowing forward and slipping back her left foot, Sasha reached for Mimete's bottom with her right hand. Sasha knelt back a bit,bending her own back a bit. She shoved her shoulderblades together and dropped back pulling hard,lifting with all her might as she went for a wedgie-vertical-suplex, pulling the bottom up in a camel-toe ripping wedgie and saulted back.

Mimete gets wedgie plexxed and tossed to far corner of ring. She rolls out of the ring in a heap and lies there on the floor kicking her feet a bit in pain.

Sasha slipped to her knees and took a deep breath , realizing that one of the stitched cuts had opened a bit. She stood up, bitting her bottom lip as always when being nervous, angry or insecure.
This time she was enraged, flat and simple. With two long steps she was at the turnbuckle,throwing a look of pure hatred down on Mimete, cladding her self in an armor of cold contempt befor she started to clim up the turnbuckle.

Mimete was still lying on the floor as Sasha climbed. However if Sasha did indeed plan to climb to the top and launch an attack form there, chances were that Mimete would be able to roll away at the last second from whatever Sasha had planned.

Sasha made her way to the top of the turn buckle,eyes fixed on Mimete.Crouching like a lill wolf she prepared her self to jump rolling her shoulders forward a bit and her body at tense.
As she jumped up she made a short turn forward middair,rolling over a bit as she aimed a stabbing ellbow for prone Mimete's chest,sucking in breath on her way as she sailed down hard.....maybe a bit too late

Indeed it was, Mimete rolled away, lying on the ground and facing away from where sasha would impact.

Sasha swallowed a cry of pain or at least the better half of it, the remain pressing past her lips.Sasha had to be happy that she was wearing guards but still her ellbow and her shapely lill ass did hurt, the arm even jarring badly with dull pain.
Sasha rolled over prone, distracted with pain for a moment, being tough for her size and age but no superhuman.

By the time Sasha touched down and had rolled over in pain, Mimete was helping herself back up. She gave a michievous look as she Sasha's predicament and clearly intended to capitalize.

She saw Sasha was facedown but appparently did not go after her arm right away. Almost as if intending to spread the pain out, Mimete would actually grab Sasha's closest foot, lift her leg up and then try and drive her knee hard into the floor.

Sasha yelped as Mimete yanked her knee up,firing it into the hard-rubber mats around the ring. The ref-girl started to count both girls out as Sasha writhed down on her ass,clutching her knee with one hand, pressing her self up with the other one, dangeling on three.
Sasha#s bnags hung low,hiding her face and the defiant glarre she threw at Mimete.