Sandy White Vs Karen Starring II: Lesson Not Learnt

Karen would slowly but surely pull Sandy back into their starting position, her strength more than enough to do so this early in the match. Her opponent quickly adapting, grabbing her head under her arm and wrenching Karen's neck, Karen's free arms frantically slapped her back from every which way.

Furious that the girl she had rag dolled was doing so well, she'd instead switch her frantic slaps to simply holding the girls hips. From there, she'd aim to charge into a turn buckle, front first, with the rookie being used as a battering ram!

Sandy tried to work on Karen, cinching in the sleeper as best she could before the powerhouse of a women send them both towards the corner!

It seemed that Sandy's tenacity was only enough to get her this far while coping with the blows and slams Karen was sending her way in retaliation! Sandy would let out a short, but sharp yelp as she was rammed into the corner and released Karen! She would turn to face and and rest in the corner for a moment to recuperate, keeping an eye on her opponent all the while

The moment Sandy released, Karen took a good few steps back. This girl was essentially a complete change from the rookie she earlier squashed, her tenacity and outright refusal to release holds had already tired the big blonde.

Stepping back, she'd bare her teeth, fists raised, trying to put up a front, whilst at the same time panting like a wounded animal.

Sandy was hung up in the corner at the moment, eyeing her opponent down. The damage on her end was quite apparent but it wasn't like Sandy was in peak condition either. Having suffered those strikes and that huge slam in the beginning was a big deal and it seemed they could both use the time to recuperate. And Sandy would pass that time with banter. At this point it was pretty obvious that she took delight in pissing off Karen, which she had confidence she could do, even if the playboy model wannabe was good at hiding it.

"Awww, why'd you back off? We were having such a good time getting to know each other!"

Karen wasn't so much damaged, as worn out quickly by the determined set of restricting manoeuvres. Stepping back, she'd roll her neck from the sleeper attempt, whilst at the same time rubbing her waist.

"Don't get....fucking cocky, rookie!" She'd wheeze out slowly but angrily, a staunch position with her feet once more.

"Too late!" Sandy would retort while quickly dashing from the corner, hoping to capitalize on Karen's fatigue!

She didn't have much of a plan other trying to wear down the veteran, but she bore in mind that Karen was much slower than she was, even moreso now that she had been worn down a bit. As basic a maneuver as it was, Sandy would full force at her stronger foe and let out a powerful drop kick, aiming both feet at Karen's torso!

Breathing harsh, Karen was confident that at least the rookie would hopefully be the same, her lower experience hopefully providing a buffer towards recklessly rushing a woman who squeezed her silly in their first encounter. Karen was painfully wrong.

She'd stumble back as a response to the harsh shot, falling to a knee panting wildly, her hands covering her chest like she'd just been groped.

Sandy braced herself for her fall upon landing after the drop kick. She was still feeling the effects of being slammed against the corner and of the slam prior to that, but her determination to exact vengeance for the previous match saw too it that she didn't miss a beat!

Upon landing and seeing that her opponent was but on one knee, she collect herself and dash towards her again, this time with the intent on stepping off the knee that was up and delivering a shining wizard kick to the stronger woman's temple!

If this worked and finally floored Karen, Sandy would crawl over to her downed foe and lift her head off the ground by her hair so that she could finally get in her face the way she's been wanting to and say to her "You wanna know what pisses me off the most about you?

The definition of vulnerable, Karen would soon find the big women near flying at her, almost taking her head off as her shin connected. Falling flat on her back, arms wide, she was no-where near done, but damn did she need a minute.

She'd soon find her cocky rookie sliding up to her, looking down on her as she pulled on Karen's short blonde locks. She'd merely grunt at the question, uninterested in fuelling the rookies ego any more than it already was.

Sandy was eager to press her advantage. It didn't quite occur to her how disadvantaged the stronger Karen was. She simply reacted with more offense while talking down her foe.

Sandy was on all fours while holding up Karen's head. She would seize the opportunity to jump into position and slide her thighs around Karen's neck, locking her ankles for a quick and effective neck scissor hold!. While squeezing her foe in a similar fashion to what Karen had done to her in the their previous match, Sandy would berate Karen during the breaks between applying pressure! She'd give a quick, harsh squeeze before beginning!

"What I hate most about you, she hulk...." She'd let out a grunt, signifying an increase in pressure for several seconds before continuing. "Is that I can tell.... Sandy would repeat this process during each pause. "That no matter how this match, or any match between us went.....whether I beat you down from start to finish or the other you do that to me...is that I can tell that no matter what happens.....You truly believe yourself to be a better woman than me....ME OF ALL PEOPLE!?