Yeah, yeah, this one piece suit. You'll learn young one. It's custom made, double strong and double tough. I feel your fingers trying to penetrate the Lycra and get to my skin but hmmmmm . . . doesn't seem to be working. To top it off, I have your arms trapped now too, so I take a breath and squeeeeeze. Oh, I squeeze. I quickly slide my arms down yours a little bit, bend my knees and lift you off your feet, applying as much pressure as I can. I take a big, heavy step toward the middle of the ring and then another, setting your body deeper and deeper in my grasp, using gravity to my advantage. "C'mon ref, ask her! I think she's ready!"