It had been a few months since Fire had wrestled together with Helen as a tag team, but that time had almost come. Though the POWA had not promoted tag team matches very often, Helen and Fire were still the Tag Team Champs and would be competing as a team on the Saturday night card. They would be facing a team of women who were new to the POWA, actually identical twins from Japan. Though Fire knew little about them, she knew they had come to America just a few short months ago and that they had a fair amount of experience in the wrestling ring.
Though it was a non-title match, Fire was looking forward to wrestling with her lover once again. The fact that the competition was basically unknown did not bother her either. She loved to wrestle as a team with Helen and felt confident that no one could beat them. But most important for Fire was simply the chance to wrestle by Helen's side. Fire was completely infatuated with her partner and the idea of sharing the ring with her again was exciting to her. So on the Monday before the match, Fire was determined to get in the best work out she had had in months.
Fire met Helen at the gym in late afternoon and the two worked out together for over two hours. Helen was an incredible specimen, in terrific shape and also a beautiful woman. Her work habits were impressive had obviously paid off in the form of her physical conditioning. That was a motivation to Fire, who labored for the entire two hours, pushing her body to the limit. She lifted more weight than she ever had before, ran for a longer period of time, did more repetitions and otherwise showed a tremendous amount of dedication. Even Helen was impressed.
When they finally finished, Fire was exhausted. Her outfit was saturated with her own perspiration, her hair was soaked and messed and her body ached. But she was pleased with herself, and so was Helen. As they sat in the locker room, Fire debated to herself whether or not to invite Helen back to her place for awhile. She had invited Helen numerous times before with no success, and even though she was incredibly anxious to spend some time with Helen, she didn't want to be rejected and thereby ruin her mood. So reluctantly, Fire decided to not even ask. But Helen was so impressed with Fire's effort at the gym, that she seemed to want to reward.
"Whatcha doing tonight?" Helen asked innocently.
"Nothing probably, just staying home." Fire asked dejectedly.
"Well how about I come over for awhile?" Helen asked.,
Fire's eyes lit up and she smiled from ear to ear. Helen had never been the one to pursue her, she had always pursued Helen. This was the first time Helen offered, and Fire jumped on the chance. The two finished changing and then packed their gym bags and headed back to Fire's apartment.
The place was small, but relatively nice. The living room had a shiny wood floor and comfortable, black leather sectional. Fire escorted Helen over to it and then excused herself to take a quick shower while Helen sat down and flipped through the television channels. About 20 minutes later, Fire emerged from the bathroom in her robe, and invited Helen to come over to the bathroom.
While Fire had only allowed herself a five-minute shower, she had drawn a hot bubble bath for Helen, and invited her to soak herself. Helen gave Fire a kiss on the lips before walking into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
Fire hurried around the apartment, straightening up and trying to make the setting romantic. She made her bed, lit a few candles and sprayed some perfume. She then took a huge, red candle form the hall closet and set on the nightstand next to her bed before lighting it. The candle was tall and very fat, and lit the room just enough to provide the effect Fire was looking for.
Helen took her time, savoring the warm bath before finally emerging in a bathrobe about thirty minutes later. She walked into the bedroom to find Fire standing naked amidst the candlelight. Helen smiled and walked closer, dropping her robe before caressing Fire and lowering her onto the bed. Helen then rolled over onto her back with Fire on top of her. Fire then sat up on Helen's stomach, staring down at her before beginning to massage her upper body.
Fire fondled Helen's large breasts, gently squeezing her nipples and massaging her chest. She then began to kiss them, rolling her tongue gently over the peaks and valleys. Helen's back arched s Fire stimulated her, massaging and kissing every inch of her shapely body. Fire then moved up the inside of each of Helen's thighs, causing Helen to moan in ecstasy.
With Helen's arms extended over her head, Fire reached over and grabbed the large candle, which sat on the nightstand. By this time an abundant amount of liquid wax had built up around the flame as Fire settled back down onto Helen's stomach, looking down at her chest. Fire then moved the candle lower and tipped it slightly, pouring the hot wax into the palm of her hand, which was just inches away from Helen's chest.
A puddle of wax formed quickly in Fire's hand until it began to drip down onto Helen's chest. Helen moaned as the warm wax flowed onto her breasts, the stinging heat absorbed by Fire's hand. Helen's back arched, her shoulders sinking into the bed as she kept her eyes closed and enjoyed the erotic encounter. Fire allowed the wax to eventually completely cover Helen's breasts, her nipple erect from the hot wax. Once finished, Helen's magnificent bosom was completely covered in red wax, her hardened nipples protruding upward.
Fire had made a mold of Helen's chest and smiled at the site before gently peeling it away from her skin, leaving Helen to moan with delight. Fire finally removed the wax sculpture, gently placing it on her night table before blowing out the candle. She then gave a few final kisses and licks to Helen's chest before rolling off of and lying next to her.,
Helen remained on her back for about fifteen minutes, her body shimmering but not moving. Fire was hoping that Helen would eventually roll over and return the favor by caressing and massaging her, but Helen was satisfied and therefore unwilling to return the attention which Fire had showered upon her. After a few more minutes, Helen sat up on the bed and leaned over, grabbing Fire's face and giving her a passionate kiss. She then got to her feet and walked into the bathroom. She emerged a few minutes later, fully clothed.
Fire was disappointed but accepted the snub. She was happy to have been given the time she got to spend with Helen, who gave her another big kiss before saying good night and leaving Fire alone, naked in her bed. Fire felt satisfied that she had been able to share such a passionate encounter with Helen and it boosted her spirits.
Fire did not see her for the next three days since Helen's schedule did not allow them the time to work out together, but Fire understood. She was looking forward to sharing some more passionate experiences with Helen however, but since she knew that Helen would never agree to that on the night before the match, Thursday night provided Fire the only opportunity prior to the weekend. So Fire began to plan her surprise to Helen.
She spent most of the day making herself pretty. She got a bikini wax, had her hair done, sat for over an hour in front of the mirror with her make up, and then agonized over what to wear. After she was done, she looked great and felt great too. Giving herself a final once over, she left and headed over to Helen's apartment. Standing in front of Helen's door, Fire took a deep breath and then rang the bell. She knew that she was taking a big chance by surprising Helen like this, but judging by the satisfaction Helen displayed after their last encounter, Fire was confident she would be welcomed with open arms.
It took over a minute for Helen to answer the door, but as soon as she did, Fire knew something was wrong. Helen was wearing only a bathrobe, which was held closed only by her hand. Helen had also not opened the door all the way, but just enough to stick her head out.
"Fire! What are you doing here?" Helen asked, obviously surprised.
A lump formed in Fire's throat and she knew her timing was bad.
"I just stopped by to say hello Helen. Everything okay?"
"Umm... I can't really talk now... I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
Just then a gorgeous guy walked up in only a pair of bikini briefs. He stood behind Helen and wrapped his arms around her while peeking over her shoulder.
"Everything alright babe?" he asked.
Fire's heart sank into her stomach as Helen again whispered to Fire before closing the door behind her.
"Call you tomorrow... "
Fire was left standing there, devastated. As she began to walk away she could hear Helen laughing playfully, obviously having a wonderful time. She shuffled out of the building and got into her car before slumping her head onto the steering wheel and starting to cry. It took a few minutes to compose herself, but when she finally did, she knew she couldn't just go home. She was so upset that if she went home alone, she knew the depression would be too much to bear. So she decided to go get a drink and attempt to eat something, which she hadn't done all day.
She pulled up in front of a nice, trendy restaurant and since it was so early, she got a quiet table in the corner and ordered a Martini. When the waitress brought the drink over however, she announced that it was compliments of a fan at the bar. Fire looked around and saw a few people, but couldn't figure out which one it was. She didn't think much more about it however, and quickly gulped it down.
A few minutes later she noticed a relatively handsome, though slightly overweight and somewhat balding, man walk out of the restaurant. She had a feeling that he was the one, though she did not acknowledge him. The waitress then walked over and brought a bottle of wine. A very good bottle of wine too!
"Another gift from your fan!"
Fire looked around again, but saw no one looking back.
"Did he just leave?" she asked.
The waitress looked back and replied, "He asked me not to tell, but yeah!"
Fire was still not very interested, having enough to worry about already. But no one had given her a gift in a long time, and she had to admit that she was flattered. A few minutes later the same guy came walking back into the restaurant with a gorgeous bouquet of flowers, and headed directly to Fire's table.
"Excuse.... I don't mean to be rude... but I'm a big fan... and I couldn't let the most beautiful woman in here go unnoticed."
He then handed her the flowers and smiled. Fire accepted them, but said nothing in return, looking down at the table. Disappointed at the rejection, the gentleman began to walk away. Fire didn't worry about it much, but then remembered how Helen's rejection made her feel. So she lifted her head up and whispered to him, inviting him to join her, which he did, gladly.
They began to talk and Fire couldn't help but notice how beautiful and inviting his deep, blue eyes were. And though he showed signs of wear, his face was quite handsome too. He was also funny and entertaining and gradually he helped her to forget about her earlier heartbreak. They talked and drank for over three hours, polishing off two bottles of wine in the process.
Fire had really enjoyed herself, which was completely amazing to her considering how the night had begun. She was also drunk! Not fall down drunk, but enough to cause her to forget about her inhibitions. But this was one of the nicest guys she had ever met. He had made her feel like a woman, made her feel sexy and wanted. So she abruptly got to her feet, slipped on her jacket and began to walk toward the door.
Shocked and a bit dejected, the gentleman mumbled to her. "Aren't you going to at least say goodnight?"
"Why? Aren't you coming?" she asked playfully.
The man shook his head happily, grabbed his jacket and ran up behind her.
They took Fire's car and drove back to her apartment. The conversation again flowed smoothly and the two were very comfortable with each other. As she continued to drive, he finally revealed that he knew who she was.
"I've watched everyone of our matches on television. You are the most incredible wrestler I've ever seen!" he exclaimed.
Fire could not believe it. She did not exactly have a large fan following, in fact she was used to hearing boos. This guy seemed too good to be true, but he was just what she needed right now. Fire pulled up in front of her home and the two of them went inside.
They sat on the couch for a few more minutes and talked before finally Fire moved closer and kissed him. It was a soft, tender kiss, but gradually became more passionate. He seemed content to let Fire take the lead, and she did so willing, spreading her legs and sitting on his lap as she continued to kiss him. After more cuddling and kissing, she invited him into her bedroom. Fire took his hand and leads the way, peeling off her clothes as they walked. Standing in her bedroom, she slowly took off the rest of her clothes off before gradually undressing him as well.
The two stood naked in front of each other before he finally took control. He moved closer and gave Fire a deep kiss before scooping her up and lowering her gently onto the bed. He then set himself so that he was kneeling on top of her, his legs straddling her body. The two stared at each other before his eyes were drawn to the night table. On it sat the wax sculpture of Helen's chest, which Fire had made earlier in the week.
"WOW! Is that yours? How did you do that?" he asked.
"Um..... it's just a joke...." she replied nervously.
He was definitely suspicious at her reaction, but Fire tried to divert his attention by pulling him back down onto the bed. Though he knew the mold could not possibly have been made frm Fire's breasts, he was easily distracted by the maneuver, and was soon back kneeling on top of her naked body.
He then began to kiss her entire body, slowly and softly. Whichever parts of her body not being kissed, were being rubbed. Fire simply laid back and spent the next hour having her body worshipped by his hands, lips and tongue.
She was in ecstasy! It had been a very long time since someone had satisfied her desires. But this guy seemed to know just the right places to touch the perfect things to say... he made Fire feel like a woman.... which is something she hadn't felt in a long time.
Finally, after attending to each part of her body, he moved on top of her and began to penetrate. He made passionate and intense love to Fire for another twenty minutes ... Slowly.... Quickly..... Gently... Roughly..... Fire felt like she had been with 5 different men, each of them there only for her pleasure. When he was finally done, she felt completely drained of all energy... though thoroughly satisfied.
But he was still not done yet. As she lay in bed, catching her breath, he slipped into the bathroom and had heated up some baby oil. He then returned and rolled Fire onto her stomach before giving her the most amazing massage she had ever received. He rolled her onto her back and then oiled the front of her body erotically as well, before resuming the lovemaking for another 20 minutes.
By the time he was done, they were both exhausted and covered in oil. Any feeling of rejection Fire had felt earlier were now replaced by complete and thorough acceptance as she lay next to him. After about 30 minutes of total silence, he finally got to his feet, leaned down and kissed her before walking into the bathroom. He took a shower, dried off and then changed back into his clothes. He then placed a business card on Fire's dresser, asked her to call and then gave her one final kiss before walking out.
Fire remained on her back for about another hour, oblivious with joy over the day's events. She then sat up on the bed, folded her legs in front of her and replayed the entire experience in her mind. She had met a great guy and was ecstatic. But her mind then began to wander and she questioned to herself why he had left.
Didn't he enjoy himself? Was he just interested in sex? Was he married? Why did he leave?
But she eventually calmed down and began to think more clearly. She even chuckled to herself, thinking how grateful she was that he wouldn't have to see her first thing in the morning. He wasn't ready for that just yet anyway! She then grabbed a pillow, pulled it close to her naked body and fell back into the bed before falling asleep.
"Dear Fire, Thanks for a wonderfully erotic evening. I'll be in the front row tonight. Good Luck! Love, Lenny"
Helen first snickered, then frowned, then sat down and thought about it. She wasn't sure if she should be angry, happy, amused, or some combination of emotions. At first she thought it amusing that Fire had met a guy. After all, she had been alone since her divorce without even a hint of interest from a man. Then she thought that it might be good for Fire to have someone to keep her busy. But gradually Helen came to the conclusion that she did not like Fire receiving the attention form someone else. She liked the fact that Fire was at her complete disposal, willing to do anything for her. But Helen decided not to make a big deal out of it. She would simply sit back and see what progressed.
Fire arrived a few minutes later and bounced into the room and over to Helen, giving her a kiss before glancing at the flowers. She too assumed they were for Helen and disregarded them. Helen stared at her for a few minutes as Fire began to undress, before finally catching her staring.
"Why are you staring at me?' Fire finally asked.
Helen paused and then began her questioning.
"You seem very cheerful. What's up?"
"Nothing.... Um.... I'm just getting ready to wrestle" Fire replied.
Helen turned away and slipped her pants off. She then slid closer to Fire, standing right in front of her before raising her arms to pull her shirt up and over her head. Helen was not wearing a bra, and fully expected Fire to be staring at her once she removed her shirt, but to Helen's surprise, Fire did not turn, did not flinch... did not even notice Helen's naked body standing in front of her.
Hiding her surprise, Helen stared down at Fire. "Aren't you going to read the card on your flowers?" Helen asked sarcastically.
Fire's face turned bright red and her mouth fell open in amazement. She looked petrified for a few moments before reaching for the card. She began to smile as she read it to herself, but then quickly wiped the smile form her face when she noticed that Helen was watching. Fire got up abruptly and grabbed her outfit, which hung on the wall.
The two had agreed on the outfits to wear, matching outfits so that they looked like a legitimate tag team They had usually worn whatever they wanted, but decided to try and look more uniform, so they discussed the possibilities and came to a compromise. Fire wanted to wear a black bikini, sine she was most comfortable in a bikini and felt that the color was best with her skin tone. Helen opted for a white, one piece, though cut very skimpy. She liked to be different in the cut of her suits, showing off her well toned body. She also liked the way the white looked with her skin tone.
So they agreed to wear white to satisfy Helen, and a bikini to satisfy Fire. But while the bikini cut was certainly flattering to Helen's body, the white color did little to enhance Fire's sallow complexion. Nonetheless, they were soon ready to rumble.
In the next locker room were their opponents for the night. The two young, Japanese women each bounced and hopped around the room, expending their nervous energy. They had arrived in America just two months earlier and spoke very little English, but were very much anxious to wrestle in the country. They were identical twins, 22 years of age, though they already had 4 years of experience wrestling together in Japan.
Lily Lee wore a green bikini and her sister, Iris Lee, wore a matching blue bikini. They also were barefoot, like many of the Japanese wrestlers, but unlike any of the POWA women. Lily had her toes painted green to match her outfit, with a little Lily airbrushed onto each of her big toes. Iris also had her toenails painted, blue to match her suit, with little Iris's on each of her big toes as well.
They were sent to America by their agent to provide some exposure for Japanese Women's Wrestling and had signed a one-year contract with the POWA. But with no legitimate tag teams for them to face, the POWA promoters decided to pit them against the tag team champs in their first match, agreeing that it would not be a title match.
The crowd was anxious to see how the young, Japanese wrestlers would do in their first match and gave them a warm greeting as they were introduced. They were still buzzing about the just concluded match between The Outlaw and Stacey though, and the rumor beginning to make it's way around was that The Outlaw had broken Stacey's leg. Helen was not aware of any of the events which took place in that match, so she did not know that The Outlaw had threatened her multiple times while beating on Stacey. So as she prepared to make her entrance, she did not realize that the angry youngster would be gunning for her.
But Helen had to worry about her tag team match first. The youngsters which she and Fire would be facing went by the name of the "Flying Flowers", in reference to their first names and their wrestling style. The two pretty young woman hopped lively down the aisle, often stopping to shake hands and greet the friendly fans. When they finally climbed into the ring, they bounced from side to side, full of energy and excited about their inaugural match.
They were both very pretty and possessed curvy, full figured forms, also unusual for many Japanese women. They each stood 5'5' and weighed about 125 to 130 pounds. Though they did not look to be particularly strong, their flips, running and bouncing were evidence of their athleticism, and the crowd loved it.
But then it was time for the introduction of the champs, and the announcer made his way back to the center of the ring. He introduced Fire and Helen as "The Black Angels", in reference to them both being brunette, and they received a luke-warm reception from the previously boisterous crowd.
Each wore a long, black robe, not revealing their outfits as they made their way slowly toward the ring, in contrast to their energetic opponents. As they climbed up into the ring, the two Japanese women stuck their thumbs down and waved their arms at the veterans, prompting the crowd to laugh at their animated antics. But Helen and Fire were less amused, and walked slowly to their corner, glaring at the youngsters.
Reaching the corner, Fire glanced out into the first row and saw Lenny sitting there, as promised. He blew her a kiss and Fire smiled before Helen glanced at her and she dropped the grin immediately. They then both took a few steps forward and dropped their robes to reveal matching, white bikinis. Helen looked spectacular, her body in great shape, her majestic bosom jutting out in front of her. Though Fire was in decent shape herself, she was obviously overshadowed by Helen.
The two Japanese women continued their animated derision of Helen and Fire's display, sticking out their tongues and mocking the Americans, much to the delight of the crowd. This angered Helen, who stomped back to her corner with Fire in tow.
Fire climbed through the ropes and stood on the ring apron, as did Iris, leaving Helen to face Lilly to start the match. Helen quickly put her game face, sneering angrily across the ring. She stretched her arms for the last time before turning to glance at Fire before the bell rang in order to wish each either luck. But Fire was turned, facing the crowd and smiling at a man seated in the front row.
Helen grumbled to herself before turning back toward Lily, a split second after the bell rang. But as soon Helen was completely turned, she saw a pair of feet flying right at her. Lily had raced across the ring, leaped into the air, and was now delivering a potent dropkick into Helen's chest.
Helen moaned and flew back into the corner as the crowd erupted in cheers. Helen was bowled over by the effective kick, her body sinking back into the corner. Lily quickly got to her feet and clenched onto Helen's wrist, whipping her across the ring. Helen's barreled forward before she turned and smacked into the opposite turnbuckle, her head snapping back from the impact.
Iris quickly grabbed both of Helen's arms as Lily had already begun to run forward. Lily again leaped into the air and delivered a second forceful dropkick into the defenseless Helen's chest, jarring her entire body. Desiree charged over to warn the youngsters, but Lily had already slapped Iris's hand and was climbing out of the ring.
Iris quickly stood in front of Helen and delivered a forceful chap right across Helen's breastplate, causi8ng her to droop further into the corner. Lily then grabbed Helen's hair from outside of the ring and yanked her head backward, leaving Helen's chest wide open for another powerful chop from Iris. But before Desiree could say anything, Iris clutched Helen's wrist and dragged her to the side ropes before whipping her across the ring once again.
Helen charged forward, her chest bright red as her body dipped into the ropes before charging back toward her attacker. Iris was already running back at Helen and delivered a quick and forceful flying clothesline, sending Helen sailing into the air before landing unceremoniously on her back. The crowd was in an uproar, cheering the fast and furious attack as Fire yelled her support to her beleaguered partner. But there was no end in sight as Iris quickly got to her feet and tagged her sister, who standing on the top rope.
Before Helen knew what hit her, Lily leaped off of the ropes and landed a knee drop into her belly.
"GGAAAAWWWW!" blubbered Helen as her legs and head lifted off of the mat, her mouth open widely.
Lily rolled onto her side and again got to her feet in a hurry, grabbing a handful of Helen's long, thick hair. Helen's eyes were bloodshot, her face stretched in a grimace as Lily yanked her off of her back and pulled her onto her feet. She whipped Helen across the ring, sending her crashing into the corner where Fire stood, screaming her encouragement.
Helen's head again snapped backward as her arms flew over the top rope. But as her body settled, Fire instructed her to slap her hand, which Helen did. But just as Fire began to crouch down in order to climb between the ropes, Lily landed another dropkick into Helen's midsection, causing the champ to bellow in pain.
Fire knew she had to act quickly, but could not get through the ropes before Lily got to her feet. As a result, Lily grabbed Fire in a side headlock, wrapping her arm around the neck of the bent Fire. Lily yanked Fire forward, but then suddenly took off, racing across the ring. The crowd could see what was coming, though Fire, her head wedged downward, could not.
As they reached the side of the ring, Lily rammed the top of Fire's head into the bent knee of her sister. Iris was standing on the ring apron, but had lifted her leg, sticking her knee inside of the ring. Fire's head rammed into Iris's kneebone with jarring force and she ricocheted off it and fell backward, her arms sailing over her head.
As Fire landed on her back, Lily turned and slapped her sister's hand, Iris now standing on the top rope. Upon completing the tag, Iris leaped into the air, pulling her arms up and over her head and joining her hands. She landed on her knees within inches of Fire's side and drove her arms downward, smacking her fists into Fire's midsection with a Double Axe Handle.
"BBWWAAHH!" bawled Fire as her head and legs lifted off of the canvas, her mouth open wide.
Lily then got to her feet, but to her surprise, Helen had climbed between the ropes and snuck up behind her. As Lily approached the downed Fire, Helen delivered the point of her elbow directly between Lily's shoulder blades. The stunned oriental woman dropped to her knees and moaned, prompting Helen to push her over with the sole of white, wrestling boot before retreating out of the ring.
Desiree yelled a warning to Helen as Iris screamed in protest, but Helen smiled in satisfaction, feeling she had evened the score. Fire rolled onto her side and gradually began to push herself up, as did Lily. Getting to her feet first, Fire followed Helen's instructions and pulled her by the arm, tossing her into the corner where Helen stood.
As Helen pulled back on Lily's hair, yanking her head back and over the top rope, Iris began to scream to Desiree to intervene. Fire stormed over and lifted her knee into Lily' midsection, just as Desiree arrived. She instructed Helen to release her hair, but not before Fire landed another knee into Lily's tummy. Fire then slapped Helen's hand and climbed beneath the ropes, allowing her partner to take over.
Helen was not happy as she climbed into the ring, still weakened from the earlier attack. But she went right to work on Lily, reaching down and wrapping her arms around the back of Lily's thighs. Helen then pulled Lily out of the corner, causing her upper body to fall backward as Helen held her legs up. Helen then leaned back and fell downward, tossing Lily's body across her own and sending her flying through the air and crashing to the mat on her stomach.
The crowd began to boo, siding with the young Flowers, but Helen was undeterred. She got to her feet and charged over to Lily, sending several stomps into her back, despite the protests of Iris from the corner.
"Shut up!" Helen screamed back at her, but Iris continued to jaw at Helen in Japanese. Helen then reached down and grabbed 0nto Lily's right ankle, rolling her onto her back and positioning herself between Lily's legs. With a quick jerk, Helen placed Lily in painful, Step Over Toe Hold, causing Lily to quickly scream in pain and slap the mat in protest.
Desiree watched closely, realizing that Iris might try to break the hold, and she was not disappointed. But just as Iris began to climb through the ropes, Desiree stopped her cold. Helen smirked at Lily before applying even more pressure to the already unbearable. Screaming in pain, Lily was able to slowly position her free leg so that she finally was able to kick out, knocking Helen onto her back in the process.
Lily rolled over three quick rotations, getting her body in position to reach up and tag Iris, who dashed beneath the ropes and charged at Helen, who was just getting to her feet. Iris quickly grabbed a handful of Helen's hair as she was getting to her feet, but Helen tightened her fist and delivered a powerful uppercut into Iris's gut, just as Helen stood upright.
Iris doubled over and grunted allowing Helen to place her in a side headlock and drag her over toward the corner, where Helen tagged Fire. Helen waited, allowing Fire to enter the ring and assume the headlock, before stepping onto the ring apron. Fire squeezed her arm tightly around iris's head, holding her in check. The crowd began to boo boisterously, obviously showing their displeasure for Fire.
But that did not deter Fire, nor did the screams in Japanese emanating from Lily's mouth. Fire dragged Iris to the side of the ring and then set herself so the Iris was standing beside her. She then unlocked the headlock, but quickly grabbed the hair on the back of Iris's head with both hands, keeping her bending forward.
To the dismay of the crowd, Fire took off, running a few quick steps before leaping into the air and descending toward the mat, pulling Iris's head down with her. Fire's butt landed on the mat, but a split second behind, she drove Iris's face into it as well, giving her a powerful Bulldog.
Iris lay on her stomach, her body spread eagle. Again Lily tried to sneak into the ring, but Desiree stopped her, assuming more control of the match than she had earlier. Fire got to her feet and stood over Iris before reaching down and grabbing her by the ankle. She then dragged Iris toward the corner where Helen stood, pulling her leg up into the air.
Iris was now flat on her back, her left leg elevated so that the back of her thigh faced Helen, who began to climb the ropes. Helen stood on the middle ropes as Fire placed her hand out and signaled to her, prompting Helen to jump forward, stomping her boot down into Iris's exposed thigh just as she slapped Fire's hand.
The crowd jeered as Helen assumed Fire's place, holding Iris's leg up. Fire then scampered out of the ring and began to climb the ropes, not stopping until she stood on the top rope, her feet balancing on either side of the turnbuckle. Fire raised her arms out to her sides, as if preparing a swan dive. The crowd was furious, and showed it, as Fire jumped down, pulling her foot out in front of her.
But as Fire descended, Iris furiously spun her body about a quarter turn, and lifted her free leg, placing it directly in front of Fire's belly. Fire was unable to sop herself, and rather than stomping on Iris's thigh, instead she was met with a boot to her belly, just as she slapped Helen's hand. The crowd roared as Iris's foot seemed to disappear into the soft, pulpy flesh of Fire's tummy.
"BBBBWWWWWUUUUUHHHH!" gushed Fire as she tumbled over and collapsed onto her side, clutching her crushed belly in her hands. Helen quickly charged at the fallen Iris, but Desiree stopped her, forcing her to climb out of the ring.
"You tagged out, now get of the ring!" Desiree instructed her, rightfully so.
Helen tried to put up a fight, but she could not get past Desiree. Meanwhile Iris had crawled to her corner and tagged Lily, who charged in with a vengeance. She reached down and grabbed Fire's ankle, dragging her on her back across the ring. Fire kept her arms folded over her midsection as she was hauled forward, her stomach throbbing painfully.
Reaching the corner, Iris was setting up to give Fire a taste of her own medicine by climbing to the top rope. Lily dropped Fire's legs, but then ran up near Fire's shoulders, only to reach down and pull Fire's legs back towards her. Fire was now in a very precarious position, laying flat on her back, her legs pulled up and spread with her face directly between them looking up at Iris, about to descend upon her.
The crowd roared at the site and in anticipation of what was to come. Iris, just as Fire had down a few moments ago, spread her arms in a mock swan dive, and then dove downward, bending her knees in the process. She drove her two kneecaps into the back of Fire's vulnerable thighs, causing the tortured Fire to wail in pain. Fire rolled onto her side, grasping desperately at her wounded legs as Iris and Lily arose and slapped each with a high five.
The crowd cheered uncontrollably as Fire rolled from side to side, clutching her fleshy thighs. Lily climbed out of the ring, leaving Iris to resume the assault on the agonized Fire. She hauled her onto her feet by the hair, Fire's leg wobbly, her face twisted with pain. But then, surprisingly, Lily whipped Fire across the ring, sending her bumbling towards her own corner. Fire's back smacked into the turnbuckle as Lily raced up behind her, Helen looking on.
Helen was surprised that Lily had chosen to allow Fire to tag out, but Helen wasn't about to complain. She slapped Fire's hand, but as soon as she did, Lily had reached the corner. She thrust her arm forward as if to reach for Fire's head, but instead grabbed a hold of Helen's hair. She had grabbed a thick handful of Helen's hair from right on the top of her head before Helen could even enter the ring.
So with Lily's body pressing up against Fire's as she wilted in the corner, she also pulled Helen's head closer and began to unleash a barrage of punches into Helen's cheek and jaw. Helen was completely overcome, her head snapping back several times before Lily relented. She then pulled Helen's head over the top rope, pushed down hard on the back of it and flipped the champion into the ring, causing her to land painfully on her back.
With Fire's body still slumped in the corner, Lily stood over the groggy Helen and smirked. She muttered something in Japanese, and then pulled Helen up by the arm. Hauling the bleary champion upright, Lily then pushed her across the ring before coming up behind her and placing Helen in a full nelson.
The crowd roared as Lily arched her back, trapping Helen's arms up and over her head. The brunette's magnificent body was now on display, her large chest jutting out in front of her. Lily then inched closer to the corner, moving close enough for Iris to move her leg between the ropes and send a stomp into Helen's stretched abdomen.
The champion gurgled before Desiree warned Iris. But Iris was unfazed and began her descent to the middle rope, stopping for dramatic effect before leaping down and landing her elbow into Helen's exposed chest. She then quickly stood in front of the trapped champ and unleashed a powerful knee into Helen's kidney before Lily let her arms down, Helen slumping forward and dropping to one knee.
Lily slapped Iris's hand and climbed out of the ring, leaving her sister to finish the attack. Iris came up behind Helen and sent a powerful overhand chop into the right side of Helen's neck. Helen grunted, her face grimacing as her head fell to the side.
Fire, still slumped in the corner across the ring, looked up and saw Helen being battered. She gradually got the strength up to make a rush at Iris. She took a deep breath and then raced across the ring, but Lily spotted her and yelled a warning to her sister, Iris greeted Fire with a roundhouse kick to the midsection, stopping Fire in her tracks and causing her to slump forward, grabbing her battered midsection.
Lily then climbed beneath the ropes and grabbed Helen by the hair, hauling her onto her feet as Iris did the same to Fire. They backed into opposite corners as the crowd began to get to their feet in anticipation. Both Fire and Helen were dazed, exhausted and hurting, but they knew what was coming. Counting to thee in Japanese, the Flying Flowers began to run forward towards each other, towing their American victims with them by the hair.
Within inches of each other, Lily and Iris both tossed the head of their prey forward, causing Fire and Helen to collide, headfirst, in the center of the ring.
CRACK!!!
The impact was devastating, and the two brunettes slumped to the floor, each holding their heads as they rolled on their backs. Lily and Iris gave each other a high five before leaping and flipping into the air in celebration. They then each dragged one of the brunettes to the center before pressing their bare feet onto their chests.
Lily stood over Helen, her foot planted between Helen's breasts, her green toes the only visible portion of her foot. Iris also planted her foot between Fire's breasts, but her entire foot was visible from beneath the small mounds of flesh. Desiree jumped onto the mat and counted the two out, igniting a standing ovation form the crowd.
Lily and Iris jumped to their feet, elated at having not only won their match in the POWA, but beating the champs in the process. Even though they would not walk away with the crowd, they were still elated.
Fire and Helen on the other hand, were both spent. They lay on the mat, both of their heads throbbing, their bodies aching. Desiree raised the winners arms in triumph, but then exited the ring and heading back to the locker room. She was soaked, and decided to quickly change before the next match.
As the flying Flowers celebrated and The Black Angels licked their wounds, another party joined the mix.
The Outlaw was storming down the aisle, making her way towards the ring. As the crowd noticed her they began to loudly boo and hiss at the angry youngster. She climbed up into the ring as the two Japanese women looked on, confused.
The Outlaw stormed over to Helen and violently yanked her up by the hair. Helen looked her in the eye and tried to take a desperate swing at her, but The Outlaw simply lunged her knee up and into Helen's belly, forcing her to slump forward.
The youngster then pulled Helen's head up, forcing the wearied champion upright and presenting her to the crowd.
"This is your champion?!?!? Is this her?!?!?!"
She was taunting the crowd, and taunting Helen. The Japanese wrestlers did not know what to make of this, so they simply climbed out of the ring and walked straight back to the lockers. Fire, still laying on her side, got to her feet and came up behind The Outlaw. She reached up and placed her arm around The Outlaw's throat, but the powerful youngster easily shoved her elbow back forcefully into Fire's gut.
Fire released her grip and doubled over, gagging and coughing. The Outlaw released Helen's hair, tossing her aside and turning her attention to Fire. She grabbed the slender brunette and scooped her up and into the air with both hands. She then unceremoniously tossed her from the ring, directly in front of Lenny.
Fire was hurt, and rolled onto her side as a few attendants came to her aid, as did Lenny. So with Fire now out of the way, The Outlaw was able to turn her attention back to her intended victim, Helen, who was standing albeit unsteadily.
The Outlaw quickly thrust one hand between Helen's legs, grabbing her by the crotch. She then grabbed her by the throat with her other hand and powerfully pressed the champion up and over her head. Helen was completely helpless, but she was in trouble. The pain from her crotch was maddening, and the chokehold was causing her to quickly lose consciousness. But The Outlaw showed little concern, carrying her wilting body to all 4 sides of the ring. Finally she stopped, facing the side of the ring where Fire had been tossed.
"What's the matter? You feel sorry for her? Well then you can have her!!!"
With that, the angry youngster tossed Helen's shapely body over the top rope and sent her sailing to the cold, hard floor below. Helen landed with a loud SPLAT her body bouncing several times before settling a few feet away from Fire. The Outlaw watched as several people ran over to Helen to check her condition.
"You think that's bad? Wait till you face me when your title is on the line!"
The youngster then spat down towards where Helen lay before walking to the other side of the ring and climbing through the ropes, walking defiantly back to the locker room, as Helen lay suffering, her body wracked with pain.
The Black Angels vs. The Flying Flowers 
