Anon - Wrestling Gilda

“Come on Gilda, stop it!”
>You cry out as your head is driven towards the hard floor below.
>You lay on the floor on your stomach, Gilda sits on top of you on her knees, digging them into your back.
>Her hand firmly grasps your head and squeezes as it’s pressed against the solid wooden floor.
>”Give up nerd!” She yells at you.
>She wraps her free arm around you, grabbing you into an arm lock.
>She pulls at your arm like she’s trying to rip it out of its socket. The pain is unbearable.
>You fight to free your legs underneath her, positioning each foot under her armpits.
>Before she can react you push your feet as hard as you can, forcing her to break her hold on you.
>You roll to the side and end up on your back, Gilda stares at you with anger.
>”I said, Give up!” She yells again and jumps towards you.
>She takes a wild swing, her fist flies towards your face.
>You turn your head and dodge the punch; her fist collides with the hard floor beside your ear.
> The sound of the impact makes you think that she must have broken her fist. You think how you can use this to your advantage.
>While she holds her hand in pain you kip up, landing on your feet.
>Gilda glares at you and lunges forward, her arms reaching out to grab you.
>Ducking under her arms leaves her venerable and you take your chance.
>RKO outta nowhere as you catch her head in your arm and driver her down to the floor.
>The impact onto the floor hurts as you bring Gilda with you. Her head lands on your bicep, lessening the impact.
>While she lays dazed on the floor, dazed on her stomach you roll her over onto her back.
“One, Two-“
>You count out as you go for the pin. You knew watching wrestling would pay of someday.
>Gilda raises her shoulder and throws you off her, for a girl she sure has a lot of strength.
>Before you can react, Gilda jumps onto you. Sitting above you and staring deep into your eyes.