You finally release the holds and I back up against the wall moving along it away from you. I wince as I carefully adjust my thong and glare at you. I bring up my hand and wipe the tears from my eyes and then rub and massage my sore neck. I roll my neck and quickly fix my ponytail. The audience is clapping and shouting, all the voices make it hard to figure out if they are cheering for me or for you. I see you limping a bit. Good! Glad you’re hurting too! I take a quick breath and push away from the wall slowly moving toward you. Circling, being careful, with my hands raised, my eyes locked on yers as we get closer to each other. Yt