BETHANY: Hey sexy, just wanted to stop by and.....congratulate you on your win.
ALI: Why? You're just like those bimbos the fans love. You shake your ass and they love that....not real
talent.
BETHANY: You are way off-base with that lover. I don't give a damn about the fans....they're idiots and
barely deserve to be in my presence let alone try to judge me.
ALI: First, I'm not your lover and second, you still are everything that they love.
BETHANY: Which is? Sexy? Brilliant? Unrivaled in the ring? Face it, they don't know how to
appreciate a package like this.....or like you.
ALI: We are not alike so don't...
BETHANY: No? We aren't both superiorly skilled in the ring? Too brilliant for any of our competition?
Sexier than any of the other fake bimbos those idiot fans cheer for? Stop me when I get one wrong.
ALI: Well.....uh.......
BETHANY: (moving in face to face with Ali) Face it darling, we are in the same boat. In fact, I was
hoping you might want to join up with me and make those idiots regret never worshiping us. Think about
it.....a string of broken bimbo and those morons in tears because for as long as they live, they'll never be
as good, smart or sexy as we are.
ALI: Hmmm, sounds kinda good to me (as she shakes her shoulders back and forth)
BETHANY: You having problems with that? (touching Ali's shoulder gently and with a sly smile on her
face)
ALI: Just a bit of a crimp. I just did too many reps this afternoon.
BETHANY: (moving behind Ali) I've got just the thing for that.
The blonde slowly begins to massage Ali's neck and shoulders until she relaxes. The massage
continues as Bethany's hands travel down the powerhouses's back until she reaches the spot just above
her ass. Another minute passes as Bethany's hands work their magic and Ali's head lolls to one side
while a purr escapes her lips.
:
When Bethany's hands slide around and envelope Ali's breasts, the brunette at first moans, then grasps
her new friend's hands and turns around.
ALI: Uh....listen, thank you for the massage but--
BETHANY: Shushhhhhh (just before she pulls Ali into a deep, passionate kiss which the brunette
strains against for the first couple seconds, then melts into the blonde's embrace)
BETHANY: (as she stops kissing Ali) So.....do you want to join me in making those fools regret their
ignorance?
ALI: (who initiates her own kiss with Bethany before speaking) And if I say yes, what else is in it for me? I
mean--
BETHANY: For you, I'll go first. And you'll never believe you could ever reach such heights in ecstasy
(just before the blonde descends to her knees and Ali's mouth opens in a oval of delight and the camera
fades to black)
ALI: Why? You're just like those bimbos the fans love. You shake your ass and they love that....not real
talent.
BETHANY: You are way off-base with that lover. I don't give a damn about the fans....they're idiots and
barely deserve to be in my presence let alone try to judge me.
ALI: First, I'm not your lover and second, you still are everything that they love.
BETHANY: Which is? Sexy? Brilliant? Unrivaled in the ring? Face it, they don't know how to
appreciate a package like this.....or like you.
ALI: We are not alike so don't...
BETHANY: No? We aren't both superiorly skilled in the ring? Too brilliant for any of our competition?
Sexier than any of the other fake bimbos those idiot fans cheer for? Stop me when I get one wrong.
ALI: Well.....uh.......
BETHANY: (moving in face to face with Ali) Face it darling, we are in the same boat. In fact, I was
hoping you might want to join up with me and make those idiots regret never worshiping us. Think about
it.....a string of broken bimbo and those morons in tears because for as long as they live, they'll never be
as good, smart or sexy as we are.
ALI: Hmmm, sounds kinda good to me (as she shakes her shoulders back and forth)
BETHANY: You having problems with that? (touching Ali's shoulder gently and with a sly smile on her
face)
ALI: Just a bit of a crimp. I just did too many reps this afternoon.
BETHANY: (moving behind Ali) I've got just the thing for that.
The blonde slowly begins to massage Ali's neck and shoulders until she relaxes. The massage
continues as Bethany's hands travel down the powerhouses's back until she reaches the spot just above
her ass. Another minute passes as Bethany's hands work their magic and Ali's head lolls to one side
while a purr escapes her lips.
:
When Bethany's hands slide around and envelope Ali's breasts, the brunette at first moans, then grasps
her new friend's hands and turns around.
ALI: Uh....listen, thank you for the massage but--
BETHANY: Shushhhhhh (just before she pulls Ali into a deep, passionate kiss which the brunette
strains against for the first couple seconds, then melts into the blonde's embrace)
BETHANY: (as she stops kissing Ali) So.....do you want to join me in making those fools regret their
ignorance?
ALI: (who initiates her own kiss with Bethany before speaking) And if I say yes, what else is in it for me? I
mean--
BETHANY: For you, I'll go first. And you'll never believe you could ever reach such heights in ecstasy
(just before the blonde descends to her knees and Ali's mouth opens in a oval of delight and the camera
fades to black)
The camera pans down a hallway until it reaches an open dressing room. As it moves inside, we see Ali
Huston trying to wind down after her performance against Kathy Feldman and Samantha Bullington.
Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. It is Bethany Howlett.
Huston trying to wind down after her performance against Kathy Feldman and Samantha Bullington.
Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. It is Bethany Howlett.
| EPISODE 2 |
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