Old man, This Desired One Will Topple You!

[Liz]

The scene fades in to a view of a highway leading into Memphis, Tennessee where a there is a dark green 1984 Ford Mustang GT parked on the side of the road with a raven haired beauty wearing a pair of curve hugging beige booty shorts that had a diamond studded belt (which has a pot leaf belt buckle), a tight black spaghetti strapped velvet tank top that made her cleavage damn near overflow a little, and a pair beige diamond studded ballerina flats that made her legs seem longer sitting on the trunk lid of the car while the hood is up and there is smoke pouring out of the engine. This green eyed luscious woman is none other than Jenom and she look to be trying to use her cell phone but looks up, sees the camera, puts her phone on the trunk beside her, and says.

Jenom:
Last week, I got my ass beat by the better man in the match. If I had to lose to anyone, I'm glad that it was to X. Besides me, I believe that he deserved it so much more so than Jason or John. But that's in the past, now I face Nick Torres and for my fine ass, it's gonna be a damn mountain that I have to climb......but that's what I love about myself. I love a challenge. Since my return, I've been getting just that besides Mr. Moretti. That was just a cake walk compared to John, Jason, and X. Now the big, bad "Westsiders Edge" is another person in my way to what I want. I've said it time and time again, I want gold around my amazingly waist and I will have it at any cost to my body.

Jenom runs her hands along the hella curves of her body from the tops of her bountiful tits to the beginning top of her hips. She looks into the camera with a slight smile on her face and continues to talk with her hands gripping the trunk of the car.

Jenom:
Nicky-boy, I heard what you said and yet while I respect you for what you have done for SEF, I will never let you get all the way with me. I will not let some old man touch this hawt body of mine with a ten to 80 foot pole unless it's to fight for something in the ring. That Stacy bitch can have you. You aren't exactly my type of man that I would go for anyways. I'm getting off track but not for long. I will beat your old ass in the ring and have yet another man to respect me for being an ass kicker instead of a woman that lies down for whoever to get a win over them. Nick, I know you don't discriminate against anyone that's put into your path. I'm counting on that and want that. I want to face a Gangsta instead of a gentleman. As much as you will bring the fight to me, big man, I will bring it back to you and shove it in your face. I am going to beat the man that is the SEF World Heavyweight Champion and go along my merry way until I have gold around my waist to show that I am truly the best. I will prove to you that you are wrong about me to the point about me not being at your level. I am more so at your level than Moretti or Harold could ever be at and I will at one point later on in my career, be above your level. That's then........this is now.

She slides off the trunk and digs into her pocket for something. Jenom pulls out a strawberry flavored rolled joint and a bright green lighter. She lights the joint and inhales the soothing smoke, exhales with a smirk. Jenom then pockets the lighter and soon speaks more.

Jenom:
Old man, I'm ready for you and whatever you dish out to me. You can read all you want about me but it won't change the fact that I am going to win. You claim that the Westsider's Edge grows steeper and steeper but I'm gonna prove to you and the rest of the world that no matter how steep the climb is for me, I will not back down and lose a fight. I won't lose to you tonight. I can't. Not after losing last week. This week The Desired Hardcore One will come out on top and I know how much you would love that because this gorgeous hottie that you see, you would get to have a REAL woman touch you but like I said before, I wouldn't touch you after Stacy has. Just plain gross. Keep your pet in pants for her because I'm out in that ring on business.....not pleasure. Nicky, see you in the ring and get ready for a fine ass honey like me to hand you a loss. Buh-bye for now!

Jenom waves "bye" to the camera and stands by the side of the road near her car. As she looks from side to side to see if a car is coming, a car is coming from somewhere and it's a rusted out Ford Escort coming down the road. Jenom sticks her long leg out with her thumb point to the city in hopes of the car stopping. The car slowly comes to a stop and Jenom looks to see who it is. The driver is none other than Xanthus and with him is his THC brother, Corez. Jenom puts out the joint, walks over to driver's side, and bends down enough where X can get a wonderful view of her cleavage. She smiles at X and says.

Jenom:
Got my shit at the arena already and thought I would take a drive to clear my mind some. Didn't think that this thig would break down on me. I'll finish this joint with you guys if you would give me a lift back to the arena. Please?

Jenom pouts a little as X looks up into her eyes and says.

X
....................................

Xanthus Please Finish.

[Da Gangstas]

You can have a ride anytime, hell honey, you can ride us both!

Corez shrugging just says.

Yea, what he said!

Xanthus staring at Jenom's tits looks up into her eyes lovestruck and she just crawls in the window to his lap. Jenom kissing on Xanthus crawls in sitting on Corez's lap firing up her joint. Corez slapping Xanthus to the road as he drives off nearly broadsiding another car. He can't stop eyeing Jenom who puffs the joint so, so, so erotically with her pouting lips, then shotguns Corez and its all up in smoke!