Nathan Weed vs Jamie Rivers

Standard Match
Condition to Win: 3-count pin, Submission

"I don't see why I have to come out here too." Nathan looked around nervously. He was dressed in dark blue athletic shorts and a sleeveless navy tee- his basketball outfit.

Amy continued to lead Nathan by his hand toward the girl's dorm, ignoring Nathan's trepidation. "So what, you want me to get your ball from my room, then come out again and find you? Do you treat all women this way?"

They arrived at the dormitory doors. Amy tried to keep walking, but Nathan stopped. "I think I'll wait out here," he said.

Amy turned to face him. "Why? It wouldn't be your first time in a girl's dorm room."

Nathan shook his head. "Don't you know about the Sex Wars territories? If I go in, some rabid man-eater is going to challenge me to a fight and I'll be late."

"Sex Wars... territories?" Amy shook her head. "Whatever, it doesn't matter. Your game isn't until later, right?"

"That's not the point," Nathan said, exasperated. "I want to get to the courts early and practice. I haven't played since I got to Japan. Imagine that youâ€re Japanese, and you grow up on late night American NBA broadcasts. Now imagine that the first American guy you ever meet is completely incompetent on the court. That'll break these Japanese kids hearts, Amy. I won't be the one to shatter their dreams, and I will not be responsible for tarnishing the American image like that."

Amy pulled on his hand, only half-listening. "Wow, Nathan, I didn't know you were so patriotic. I guess you really want to impress these guys." Nathan didn't budge.

He nodded. "Theyâ€re university seniors I met at a bar last night, and they invited me to play this afternoon. It's going to be my first social interaction in Japan with guys who think about things other than wrestling and sex.”

"I wouldn't bet on it." Amy said under her breath. Amy turned and tried to go through the doors again, but Nathan was like a stone weight.

"Really, Amy, I think I'd prefer to stay outside." Amy stood still for a moment, and then she let go of Nathan's hand.

"Fine," she said curtly, before striding briskly inside.

Nathan stood awkwardly at the entrance, unsure of what to do. Then he called after her, "I need to leave in 5 minutes! 5 minutes, woman!"

A pair of girls leaving the dorm shot Nathan nasty looks as they walked by. Nathan made helpless gestures, smiling uncomfortably.

"I'm just kid... she's my fr..." Nathan trailed off as the girls hurried on, coldly ignoring him. Nathan sighed. This is all Amy's fault, Nathan thought. If she hadn't borrowed my basketball... why'd she borrow it anyway? She doesn't even really play...

Amy didn't even really play basketball, but that was okay, since she didn't really borrow it to play with. Of course she knew about the Sex Wars territories. Now all she had to do was find an opponent…

Amy jogged through the corridor, poking her head in every room to scout. She looked for a girl who wasnâ€t too busy and looked like she could take a punch. She turned a corner and stopped. Perfect, she thought. She approached urgently. “Excuse me, can I ask you for a favor?”

Jamie just finishes pulling her sports bra back on after her last match, if you even wanted to call it that, and was stepping outside when Amy came up to her, "A favor..." She blinks almost unemotionally before smirking, "Depends on what type of favor you're talking about."

Amy was relieved. At least it wasn't a no.

And from up close, the girl really did look perfect for the job. She was fit like an Olympic track star, and she carried herself with the air of an athlete used to winning.

Amy explained. "I've got a guy friend waiting outside for me. He boxes, but he won't use strikes on girls. He's a good guy, but I think he's under the impression that he's doing us a favor by holding back. I'm trying to find someone that'll drag him into the building and challenge him, somebody that'll get him to fight with full force, somebody that'll teach him that a girl could still kick his ass even if he's not holding back. And I'm asking you because, well, you look like you know how to take a punch. What do you say? Do you think you could help me out?" Amy paused, then remembered. "Oh, and I'm Amy by the way. Nice to meet you." Amy smiled and extended her hand amicably. Inside, she held her breath. She didn't know how long Nathan would wait.

Jamie listens to Amy, initially unmoved by her plea, but as the girl continues to talk she slowly begins begins to smile. "Jamie," She smiles as she shakes the girls hand, "Sounds like this is my type of match up...ooo I can toy with him in so many delicious ways..." Jamie claps her hands and rubs them together in eager anticipation. "Alright Amy, we have a deal, now how do we get this overly-chivalorious manly-man in here for me to take him down a couple pegs?" She smiles somewhat viciously at Amy before she cathes herself, "Oh, and by the way...what are my limitations... I take it no long lasting bodily harm... but what about other things..." She trails off suggestivly, hoping Amy would catch her drift...

Amy clapped her hands, delighted. “Great! Thanks so much. He's outside. Let's walk.”

On the way, Amy did her best to answer Jamie's questions. "I'm thinking that you go outside and walk past him, then kind of tackle him from behind into the building. Once he's inside, you can challenge him and he's stuck here, right? And as to your 'limitations,' I think I should leave that up to you. He's your opponent, after all, not mine." She stopped in the hallway just around the corner from the girl's dorm entrance. "But if it'd help, Iâ€d give him a 7, maybe 7 and a half in bed. He's not bad, but Iâ€m kind of a needy girl, and he tends to fall asleep afterwards." Amy winked. "Anyway, that's him there." She pointed outside, where Nathan sat against the planter, looking impatiently at the sky.

"Alright then, it sounds pretty straight forward, but the reason I want to know limitations is if he was anything to you was because I like to push my guys far past their limits..." She then walked ahead of the girl to take a sneak peak of her opponent, "More than what you're probally thinking as well..." She then smirks, seeing her prey simply sitting out on the planter and then turn to face Amy. "I can get him in here but...excuse me..." She proceeds to push Amy against the wall, pinning her against with her abruptness, "This was you can play a more direct part in his downfall..." She smirks and gives Amy a wink as she begins to slide her hand up the girls shirt. "Every guy has a little knight inside them..." They were right out in the open, easily within Nathan's earshot, even with the door closed. If he just turned around he would instantly see Jamie with her hand up Amy's shirt, pressing her up against the wall, a devious look on her face. "...just call for him..."

"Hey..." Amy gasped as Jamie slid her hand into Amy's shirt. "This isn't... What are you doing?" Amy tried to push Jamie back, not expecting Jamie's turnaround.

Amy's weak protest wasn't nearly enough to stop Jamie and she kept the girl pinned to the wall, but she did on the other hand slow down some to explain, "You call out to him, he see's me doing things to you, he come's to rescue you, I challenge him... plus I get to have some fun ot of the deal..." She slowly slides her other hand up and begins to slide them around Amy, looking to unfasten her bra.

"Na-than..." Amy said half-heartedly, her voice faltering on the second syllable. Then Amy shook her head, regaining her senses. She grabbed Jamie's wrists and smiled again. "That's... that's actually quite clever, Jamie, but I'm not sure Nathan would buy the whole damsel-in-distress bit. I'm not that kind of girl, and he knows it."

But Amy turned her head. "Nathan, help!"

Nathan had nodded off, but snapped awake when he heard Amy cry out. He relaxed again. "I'm not going in there, Amy! Just bring my basketball outside!" Nathan stood up and stretched his arms. About time, he thought.

"Really, well isn't that sad? Where has chivalry gone to?" Despite Amy having her wrists, Jamie allows her to push her arms back, using her flexability to move her head forward, and deliver a soft kiss to Amy's neck before withdrawing. She doesn't really want to go through dragging Nathan inside just to challenge him to a match, but it now seems like that's the only option. "Huh... alright then..." Releasing Amy, Jamie goes outside, and very casually walk up behind him and clocks him upside the head. She'll then move to grab his ear, pinching it bewteen her nails painfully dragging him toward the dorm. "Come on boy, you owe me a match."