Francisca waited impatiently back stage, ready to thrash another rookie and add to her tally of LAW wins. She wore her Devil Cat leotard, complete with mask, her voluptuous frame neatly hugged by the skin-tight fabric.
Her music
Knock Back thundered from the speakers and she set off, bounding out from behind the curtains and posing at the top of the ramp. Side-on to the fans, she ran her hands down over the swell of her breasts and swayed her body invitingly, shamelessly showing off her curves. Then she was off and running down towards the ring. She dove under the bottom rope, landing on all fours like a cat and staring hungrily around at the fans.
In a languid motion she stood up, folding her arms beneath her breasts and waiting for Isabella to arrive - another victim for the Devil Cat.