Re: The British Bombshells vs The Temptations
Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2019 5:19 am
Holly lay back and let the feeling of defeat wash over her body. Wide-eyed, the buxom Bombshell stared up at the arena lights in disbelief. The fans seemed to be jeering, though whether it was for the Temptations’ victory or the Bombshells’ incompetence, she couldn’t tell.
Gemma, meanwhile, was beside herself. She couldn’t believe Holly had her ass kicked so completely by these kids, but she also wasn’t in the mood to be lectured by them. She flashed Avril an angry look, seeming as if she were about to say something, before she bit her lip and turned away. Gemma hopped off the apron, pacing at ringside.
Moaning, Holly rolled away from the girl who had proven her better, tonight. Rolling beneath the bottom rope, Holly stumbled clumsily to ringside, where Gemma caught her. The punky Brit slung her friend’s arm over her shoulder and hugged her curvy side tightly in support. With Holly looking like she could drop again at any moment, battered body threatening to spill out of her singlet, the British Bombshells made the walk of shame up the ramp and toward the exit. Jeers of the fans pelted them, emotions getting the better of them as they were left with nothing to think about but their own failure. Both Holly and Gemma couldn’t help but cry, feeling the kind of shame that was the price they would have to pay, for being so utterly pathetic!
Gemma, meanwhile, was beside herself. She couldn’t believe Holly had her ass kicked so completely by these kids, but she also wasn’t in the mood to be lectured by them. She flashed Avril an angry look, seeming as if she were about to say something, before she bit her lip and turned away. Gemma hopped off the apron, pacing at ringside.
Moaning, Holly rolled away from the girl who had proven her better, tonight. Rolling beneath the bottom rope, Holly stumbled clumsily to ringside, where Gemma caught her. The punky Brit slung her friend’s arm over her shoulder and hugged her curvy side tightly in support. With Holly looking like she could drop again at any moment, battered body threatening to spill out of her singlet, the British Bombshells made the walk of shame up the ramp and toward the exit. Jeers of the fans pelted them, emotions getting the better of them as they were left with nothing to think about but their own failure. Both Holly and Gemma couldn’t help but cry, feeling the kind of shame that was the price they would have to pay, for being so utterly pathetic!