Chapter 2

Deanna’s next match was against Emily, who had won the first match. This time, the odds were five to one that Emily would win. Deanna again bet two hundred on herself.

Even though she was still fairly greasy from her first match, Deanna again had Britney and Amber pour oil onto her body. This time, Britney kept her mouth shut. She accepted Deanna’s kiss with a false smile. Amber, however, wrapped her arms around Deanna’s neck and gave Deanna a passionate kiss ‘for good luck.’

Lotus made the same mistakes as Cinnamon had; she grabbed for Venus. Venus simply used Lotus’s momentum to pull Lotus face first into the oil. Then, Venus reached down and used Lotus’s crotch and Lotus’s breast to hoist Lotus into the air.

“Put me down, fucking dyke!” Lotus screamed, enraged.

The spectators in the first row were splashed with the oil when Venus dropped the flailing, wiggling Lotus into the pool. Lotus moved quickly, nearly catching Venus off-guard. But Venus recovered and again used Lotus’s momentum against Lotus. She also used her hand to cup Lotus’s bikini covered pussy as she flipped Lotus onto her back again.

“One! Two! Three!” Birdie called out.

“God damn, you, where the fuck you learn that shit?” Emily gasped out as Deanna hugged her after the match.

“Two older brothers and three older cousins,” Deanna said. “Since I’m the only girl? They were always playing ‘grab-ass’ with me. You learn how to protect the goodies.”

Deanna did not tell Lotus, Emily that her father had paid for her and D.J. and Barry and Paul, Deanna’s younger brother to take Judo. Deanna did not tell anyone that she was currently studying Brazilian jiu jitsu.

Angel, Marie had handily beaten Jennifer. She then defeated Sunny. Again, Angel was given three to one odds against Venus. Venus was given five to one odds over Angel; Venus’s two matches had ended in under three minutes, whereas Angel’s bouts had taken five minutes.

“I still don’t like you,” Cindy admitted to Deanna as Deanna waited to be announced. “But I got a hundred on you to win.”

“Thank you,” Deanna said. “I promise, you’re going to win your bet.”

“Don’t got a chance, bitch,” Britney mumbled as Deanna stepped into the pool. “Angel? She ain’t playing.”

“You got this, girl,” Amber smiled.

Daniel announced to all that this was the victory match. Whoever won this match would win the grand prize of five hundred dollars. Deanna carefully walked to where Marie was waiting and knelt down. Staring into Marie’s dark eyes, Deanna calmly waited for the clang of the bell.

Marie’s first move was to yank Deanna’s bikini bottom down. Deanna did not react as Marie had anticipated; Deanna did not reach down to pull her bottom up. Instead, Deanna twisted and pulled Marie toward the edge of the pool.

“Fuck!” Marie cried out as she struggled to right herself.

Only then did Deanna pull her bikini bottom up again. She very rapidly walked backward on her knees and waited for Marie to lunge for her. When Marie did lunge, Deanna twisted and came up behind Marie. The crowd cheered as Deanna reached up and grabbed Marie’s oily breasts. Then, pulling back, Deanna flipped Marie over her back. Then Deanna simply held the topless girl down while Birdie called out ‘one two three.’

Thursday night, Baldy decided Venus would not compete in the wrestling. Instead, she’d be one of the oil girls. Deanna objected; after all, she’d taken home four thousand five hundred dollars for one night’s work.

“Okay, Sweetie, let me put it to you this way,” Baldy smiled tightly. “No one wants to wrestle you.”

Cindy was the other oil girl, and despite herself, did smile at Deanna as they took their positions by the pool, big plastic pitchers in hand.

“They change the oil in this thing?” Deanna asked, eyeing the pool with suspicion.

“Doubt it,” Cindy smiled. “Took forever get that shit out my hair, know that?”

“Tell me about it; my tub was so greasy this morning,” Deanna smiled.

“You know she’s sweet; here comes Candy! Candy is our first fighter tonight. Candy!” Daniel excitedly told the standing room only crowd of spectators.

“You got this,” Deanna assured Amber as the red head stepped into the pool.

“Bull shit too,” Amber laughed as Deanna made a show out of rubbing the oil onto Amber’s 32C breasts through Amber’s white bikini. “I don’t know the first thing about any of this stuff.”

“Catalina!” Daniel announced as Amber and Deanna kissed.

Deanna and Cindy made sure that Samantha was well oiled before Catalina and Candy faced off against one another.

It was not much of a contest. But everyone did get to see Candy’s carrot orange pubic hair and both Catalina’s and Candy’s succulent tits before the match was over. Candy congratulated Catalina on her win and hugged the girl before they both stepped out of the pool.

“Told you,” Amber smiled ruefully to Deanna.

“You want, I can show you,” Deanna offered as Daniel announced the next contestant to approach the ring.

Deanna had learned, from a very early age, what Daddy did was a secret. What Daddy did could not be shared, even with her best friend in the whole wide world.

And later, Deanna learned, what D.J. and Barry and Little Frankie and Jimmy and Anthony did to her, what they made her do, she couldn’t tell anyone, under threat of physical retaliation. The girls at Little Vixens assumed that Deanna was a stuck up bitch. None of them seemed to realize, Deanna was just protecting herself.

After being declared the winner of the evening, Catalina boldly challenged Venus to a match. Catalina waved the five hundred dollars at Deanna, taunting her. With a shrug and a smile, Deanna agreed.

“What are the odds?” Deanna asked Baldy when Baldy sanctioned the match.

“Seven to one she beats you,” Baldy shrugged.

“Five hundred on me to win,” Deanna said, handing Baldy the five hundred dollars.

“I, I want two hundred on Venus,” Amber said and squeezed Deanna in a greasy hug.

“I knew, that bitch won? I knew she’d be challenging you,” Amber whispered into Deanna’s ear. “I just knew she’d never be able to let it go.”

“Come oil me up,” Deanna demanded, smiling.

“Venus! The winner of last night’s competition! Catalina, tonight’s grand winner!” Daniel called out, whipping the crowd into a frenzy.

Just as she had done to her, Amber made quite a show of greasing Deanna’s breasts. Amber also made a show of liberally coating Deanna’s sweetly rounded backside. The crowd cheered as Amber rubbed the oil into Deanna’s buttocks, hand underneath Deana’s bikini bottom.

“I’m fuck you up, bitch,” Catalina promised as Venus finally knelt down, facing her.

When the bell clanged, Samantha hurled a handful of oil into Deanna’s eyes. Deanna screamed out, blinded by the sludge. But when she felt Samantha tackle her, Deanna’s instincts kicked in and she twisted, effectively wiggling out of Samantha’s grasp. She then grabbed Samantha’s greasy head in one hand, Samantha’s oily breasts in the other hand, then pushed her knee against Samantha’s thighs. With a savage thrust, Deanna pushed Samantha’s legs back, toppling the girl face first in the oil. Deanna then fell across Samantha’s back, pinning Samantha down, face first in the sludge.

“One, two, three,” Birdie counted out.

Deanna used Samantha to pushed herself up, effectively holding Samantha down for an additional second or two. She still could not see through the stinging, burning of the oil in her eyes. Deanna knee-walked, slogged toward where she hoped Amber and Cindy were standing.

Baldy helped Deanna flush her eyes. After a few minutes, Deanna was able to see again. She smiled a tight lipped smile and assured Baldy that she would not physically retaliate toward Samantha.

Thanks to her father and her uncle, Deanna had learned, never ever retaliate in front of witnesses. Never retaliate where someone might see you. Revenge is a dish best served cold.

Even after Samantha gave Deanna an insincere apology and Deanna nodded her acceptance, Baldy still fired Samantha. Samantha shrugged it off; she’d left The Captain’s Table to come work for Little Vixens and Jason, the manager of The Captain’s Table would hire her again. Or, Hunter’s Cabin was always looking for new girls.

“You know, only five people put any money on you to win,” Julio informed Deanna as he counted out her winnings. “Everyone else? They was all sure Catalina would tear you up.”

Deanna again assured Baldy she was all right to drive. Looking around, Deanna felt a small twinge of disappointment when she didn’t see Amber. Wiggling into her plastic poncho, Deanna left the club.

It was Saturday before Deanna saw Amber again. Amber was working the early shift; her stint was just about finished when Deanna came into the back room.

“Hey, you, you okay? How’re your eyes?” Amber asked as she prepared to go out onto the stage again.

“They, they’re fine,” Deanna said. “I, I looked around after, didn’t see you.”

“Yeah, sorry, baby sitter shot me a text; she was called in,” Amber said, then turned when Birdie introduced Candy.

“You okay? Baldy asked Deanna, walking from the employee’s restroom to the bar area. “Eyes okay?”

“Eyes are fine,” Deanna assured Baldy.

“Aw yeah, Candy is oh so sweet, Birdie crooned as Amber finished dancing.

“Baby sitter? You, you got, how many kids you got?” Deanna asked as Amber hurriedly dressed.

“Just my little angel,” Amber smiled. “I swear, she, Christina’s my world.”

“You? Any kids?” Amber asked as she stuffed her tips into her lock box.

“Hmm? No, no, not yet,” Deanna said, applying her makeup.

“You, you was serious ’bout teaching me, you know, wrestling?” Amber asked as Deanna locked her street clothes into her locker.

“We’re off tomorrow,” Deanna said. “Here, here’s my phone number; give me a call about one, two o’clock, okay?”

Amber must have been just as anxious; her call came at precisely one o’clock the following afternoon. Deanna tried to quell her excitement but it was difficult.

“Seventeen ten Cottonwood, right after you cross Ferguson,” Deanna gave directions to her house.

Once Deanna had her tuition and other incidentals taken care of, she’d brought her money to Jack Thompson. Through him, Deanna established a high-risk investment strategy, going so far as to sell short on several agricultural crops. She focused on the South American market; Jack agreed with a shrug of his shoulders.

With part of her earnings, Deanna bought 1710 Cottonwood Drive. Also, with part of her earnings, Deanna had a state of the art security system installed.

Amber and Christina Taylor arrived at 1710 Cottonwood Drive twenty five minutes later. Christina was a red headed cutie that obviously took after her mother. The two year old child was a chatterbox and talked incessantly to ‘Miss Dee’ while Amber set up Christina’s playpen in Deanna’s living room.

“I, so uh, where is her daddy?” Deanna asked as Amber put Christina into the playpen.

“Beats the hell out of me,” Amber shrugged. “We moved out here from Lowenburg; Danny had a scholarship to Myndee, you know, because he can play with balls. Gets me knocked up then decides he’s fallen in love with some skanky cheerleader. I mean, he’s real sorry but…”

“Men,” Deanna agreed, shaking her head in disgust.

After a few minutes, Deanna and Amber knelt on a sheet Deanna had already spread out on the carpeted floor. Deanna had worn a simple tee shirt and flannel shorts. Amber had worn a halter top that left her pale belly exposed, and Daisy Duke Cutoffs that showed off her sleek legs.

Deanna showed Amber some moves, basically how to break out of grips, how to push her opponent off-balance, so forth. After Amber had demonstrated that she had defensive maneuvers in hand, Deanna switched to offensive tactics.

“Now, you break out of my grip,” Deanna demonstrated. “Then go for around my middle, instead of trying to reach high.”

Amber managed, barely, to get Deanna onto her back. Then while she had Deanna pinned, Amber pressed her lips to Deanna’s lips. Deanna opened her mouth and Amber thrust her tongue into Deanna’s mouth. The two women lay on the sheet in the middle of the living room and hugged, kissing one another.

Amber and Deanna rolled onto their sides, facing one another. Over Amber’s shoulder, Deanna saw that Christina was sound asleep, lying in her playpen. She then looked into Amber’s deep brown eyes. Their kisses were soft, unhurried kisses. Deanna softly touched Amber’s exposed flesh, then began to work her fingers underneath the scraps of fabric that covered Amber’s flesh.

Untying Amber’s halter top, Deanna softly touched Amber’s breasts, fingers coming closer and closer to Amber’s crinkled areolae and hard nipples. Amber sighed with pleasure as Deana’s mouth moved from Amber’s lips to Amber’s nipples.

“Mm, augh, oh God,” Amber hissed when Deanna gently bit down on her nipple.

Deanna unsnapped and unzipped Amber’s shorts as she kissed from Amber’s beautiful breasts to Amber’s concave belly.

Amber’s sprigs of carrot orange pubic hair came into view as Deanna worked the zipper of Amber’s shorts down. Amber’s legs spread wide when Deanna removed the scrap of denim from Amber’s small feet.

The smell of Amber’s sex was heavy and Deanna could see Amber’s inner lips were fat, slick with Amber’s excitement. Both girls groaned as Deanna brought her mouth to Amber’s slick lips.

“Mm God, yes,” Deanna hissed as she waggled her tongue from Amber’s perineum toward the top of Amber’s wet slit.

“Mm hmm, augh, yes,” Amber hissed and gently combed her fingers through Deanna’s long blonde hair.

Deanna located Amber’s fat little clitoris and slowly waggled her tongue around the sensitive nub while her fingers slipped into Amber’s willing sex. Amber grunted as Deanna used fingers and tongue to tease Amber’s flesh.

“I, shit!” Amber grunted and Deanna felt Amber’s sex give a spasm, clenching tightly around Deanna’s fingers.

Deanna continued to finger Amber through Amber’s orgasm. When Amber ceased shuddering, Deanna again lapped at Amber’s clitoris until Amber tensed, then cried out in orgasm.

After her orgasm subsided, Amber gently pushed Deanna’s blonde head away from her splayed sex. Deanna slowly pulled her fingers from Amber’s crotch and began kissing her way up Amber’s torso to Amber’s gasping mouth.

“I, that, oh God,” Amber gasped.

Deanna softly kissed Amber’s lips. Then Deanna curled up against Amber’s nude body.

“I, you, you’re still dressed?” Amber realized as she felt Deanna’s tee shirt and shorts against her nude flesh.

“Mm hmm,” Deanna murmured.

Amber rolled over and began to edge Deanna’s tee shirt up. Christina picked that moment to wake from her nap.

“Oh. What? Huh?” Deanna smiled, bending and scooping the toddler from the playpen. “What? You think you need to come out and play? Is that it?”

Amber hurriedly dressed then took her daughter from Deanna’s embrace. She changed Christina’s wet diaper and located a sippy cup of apple juice in the diaper bag. She also found some animal crackers and gently rocked Christina on her leg while the child happily gnawed on the crackers.