Kelly Flowers's Training with Black Cougra

Cougra once again followed Kelly as she performed each step of the submission and was quite surprised at the facts. "I had no idea. Maybe I can use this move sometime, if I decide to leave the cloverleaf for a while that is." She then felt her ankles being grabbed before getting softly kicked in the stomach and her legs crossed. She was then turned over onto her stomach and her legs was pulled even more.

Once the submission set in, Deborah started to wince and moan in pain. "Owww....owww. Oh yeah...ugh...I'm starting to feel the pressure on my legs."

"And I'm just standing right now."
Kelly sat slowly down on the cat while grabbing tighter around the trapped legs of Cougra. She hadn't obviously been put in much submission holds lately, although she had applied a wicked cloverleaf by herself.
"Gives a good impression about the texas cloverleaf, hm? And again, naked and sweaty, a much better hold is possible if that is missing."
although the Cloverleaf was even more wicked, more areas were under attack with the same amount of work to apply it.

Cougra moaned even louder as Kelly sat on her to apply more pressure. She began to pull her own hair in response to the pain that she's feeling, but of course, it didn't help that long. All she can do was murmur under the grip of the blue-haired girl. "Owie, owie, owie."

The cat nodded in agreeing that this hold gives a good impression about the texas cloverleaf. "Yes, yes, it does. Ahhhh...ahhh..." After a few more seconds, she began to tap out. "OK, I submit, I submit."

"Okay."
Kelly carefully dropped the legs of Deborah on the sheet, and laid herself on the bed next to Cougra, stroking the hair of the cat. It must have really hurt when the despair was so great that she had decided to pull her own hair. Kelly made a rather unsure face. She wasn't known to pack a mean punch and was kind of surprised to see the outcome of her hold. It was the first move she had learned while it was THE move of the greatest Canadian of all times.
"You're ok, Deborah-chan?"
Sure, the cat was really mean sometimes, but Kelly was basically a softy and even tried to cheer Deborah up.
"Take care of your hair. People will think you are one of those Mexican naked cats when you lack it."

Cougra sighed in relief as Kelly released her from the submission, but she was curled up like a ball as she hugged her legs in trying to relieve the pain inflicted on them. "Ow, my beautiful legs. Owie, owie, owie..." She then felt Kelly stroking her hair in an effort to cheer her up. "Yeah, yeah, I'm okay."

One hand would try to reach up and feel the other girl's soothing fingers as the cat continued. "You know, you're really a nice girl, Kelly. But as you progress in your new career, you're going to have to drop it and get rough. Not everyone will play nice with ya and that is when you have to take it seriously. And just for the record, I know how to take care of myself, especially my hair."

"You think of persons as nice as yourself? Texas cloverleaf from out of nowhere isn't really my idea of nice."
Kelly laughed a little bit. She would probably have to take some lessons in real, non mat-based wrestling or stay out of a real ring. At this point she had no idea that her next match would be a pool match and she would fare good in it, so she tended more to the lessons at this point.
"Besides, I am Canadian. We are no angry people. Mixes the British manners with French personality I guess. And we say *eh* a lot with everything we say if you want to believe every talk show you will ever see."

"Don't you think I already knew that?" asked Cougra with a raised eyebrow and a giggle. "I can do whatever I want to do whether anyone likes it or not." After a little more rubbing on her legs, she would kneel up straight next to Kelly. "Canadian, eh? I never thought to put it that way."

She then changed the subject back to the previous matter. "So Kelly, do you want to see another move? This one's mainly for either a hardcore match or a match with no disqualification."

"I'm also blonde. Not even in Canada there are blue haired ones. Just a bunch of boring workers, at least where I hail from."
There were many nice places from where she was from, but Kelly wasn't really a nature type person. Her question was something Kelly thought about for a moment. When the cat thought it was hardcore, did she really want to see it? Or an even better question, did she want to experience it live?

"I guess I'll regret it, but ok. You got a mobile phone ready for an emergency car?"
Insecurity took hold of her features. When the Texas Cloverleaf wasn't hardcore, what did Deborah have in mind?

Cougra continued listening to Kelly and responded with interest. "Is that so? You must have dyed your hair to look blue. Hm, I guess that explains you want some more excitement in life huh?" She would straighten up at that moment and put her hands on her hips boldly. "Well, you certainly made a bold move coming here! You're sure to have the time of your life a lot better than your old dreary life."

When Kelly suddenly brought up if she had a mobile phone ready for an emergency car, the cat scratched the back of her head and felt a little embarassed. She didn't want to hurt the other girl too much, so she tried out an alternative. "Well, I do have another move that is softer that can be used for any match if you want."

"My first tour was to L.A. Didn't turn out to well, but was very funny in the end. I had no idea how much of a disadvantage I am at in a real ring."
Kelly had rolled around in more wrestling porn DVDs in the course of a year because it had all been new and exciting, barely taking a day off to rest. After signing an AFW contract, that had lessened but she still had 3 fights in her first months.

Then the cat did again something that surprised the blue-haired girl.
*Mean or nice, mean or nice. Wow.*
She thought, wondering about Deborah over and over again.
"Hm? No, just do what you had intended to do. You were right when you said I should get used to fighting n a ring."