The Beginning of the End*
By Miles Endeavor


* The title is an homage to the truly dreadful old "horror" movie of the same
title with Peter Graves and the giant grasshoppers/locusts (a locust is really
just a grasshopper with a bad attitude anyway) threatening to take over the
world. I remember the scenes purporting to be giant insects climbing up the
buildings, which were in reality normal sized insects walking up a postcard of
a building – that's classic Bert I. Gordon stuff. But I write about such stuff
in different web sites than these. On with the story...

"Here, let me give you a hand with that," a musical voice called out behind
him. Jason turned to see a truly gorgeous redheaded woman smiling at him as he
struggled with his groceries. She was wearing Jeans and a sweater in the cool
weather, but the sweater did nothing to hide her curvy figure and large chest.
She had model features and a brilliant smile, kinky long reddish hair and a
tan beyond what most people with red hair possessed. She was extraordinary.

"That's not necessary," Jason stammered back after a moment to regain his
composure at her remarkable appearance. He struggled under his load leaving
his two water bottles behind. Jason was not one to trust the local water
supply and had a water cooler installed in his house. He filled up the
5-gallon jugs with the bottled water available at the self- service stand near
the grocery store.

"Nonsense," she replied. Even her voice was beautiful, Jason thought. "At
least let me help with these," and she promptly bent her knees a bit and
grabbed the neck of each of the two water bottles and hefted them off the
ground before he could object.

"Wait...," he started. Knowing his unit conversions, Jason knew that 5 gallons
of water at over 8 pounds a gallon was a bit over 40 pounds of weight.
"...those are heavy..." he fumbled and then stopped and stared at her wide
eyed as she pulled the jugs up with an apparent ease that was startling. Her
chest lifted slightly and he could see a tenting of the sweater on her
forearms but her smile never faltered and no sign of strain was in her voice.

"I got it hon, go on," she beamed and walked lightly as if her load hadn't
fazed her in the least. Jason led the way up the stairs, frequently pausing to
make sure she was ok, but her smile only grew wider as she shrugged her
shoulders and lifted the bottles higher to clear the stairs, holding them at
nearly shoulder level by the neck with still no sign of strain. Jason was
frankly amazed, he could lift the weight of those bottles also but not in the
easy manner she was holding it and the strength of the grip she must contain
to hold on that long to the neck of the bottle was astounding. If he had done
it himself, Jason would have made two trips, one for each bottle, yet this
pretty girl a head shorter than him was doing it effortlessly both at one
time!

Jason found he was excited and he moved around the kitchen table as they
finally got into the condo. He was more winded carrying the bags of food than
she was carrying the 80 pounds of water. Jason was 6 foot 1 inches tall, and
weighed a well-distributed 180 pounds. He considered himself in shape, but
this girl was phenomenal. He decided to be blunt. "You're amazingly strong,
that must be quite a grip you have to carry those bottles by the neck all that
way."

She smiled casually. "Well, swinging on those bars in gymnastics all those
years must have paid off huh Jason?" She arched out and her chest seemed to
balloon and he got a bit of a glimpse of her toned abs as her chest made the
sweater hike up.

He was so struck by the sight of her it took him a second to realize she had
used his name. "How did you?" he started and then it struck him. "You're
Rowena aren't you?"

"Guilty as charged," she laughed and held a hand out for him to shake.

This was going to be interesting, Jason thought as he shook her hand and
noticed her firm grip and dazzling smile even more up this close. His pants
suddenly felt dangerously tight...

.....

The meal had been delicious. Jason felt relaxed and knew it was a change from
the start of the meal when he had been nervous. Well, being in the company of
the two most beautiful women that he had ever seen live could do that to a
guy. Jason had lived next door to Janie (short for San Juanita she had
reluctantly told him) for 6 months now. Even knowing she was a model did not
always prepare him for her disarming smile and amazing body that had been in
many magazines, including a Victoria's Secret catalog Jason had kept a copy of
in his bedside drawer. She had the features true to her Latin heritage, jet
black hair and skin the color of cappuccino with just the right amount of
sweetener added. She was chestier and more athletically built than what Jason
thought of as a model (most are emaciated in his opinion) and for that he was
glad.

As captivating as he normally found Janie, Jason found he could not keep his
eyes off Rowena. She had on a brief tank top style top that showed off her
dark skin, large chest, and toned muscles. She smiled often as they all
talked. As Jason relaxed he was able to keep his mind off of what might follow
and was able to be witty and tell stories and keep both women laughing. But
through it all, both women had a twinkle in their eye as if they knew what was
to follow.

Several months before when he was having a bad time of it, Janie had come
across Jason in the laundry room. The sight of her in her running gear was
enough to make him squirm in his seat as she noticed his mood and invited him
up later for a drink. Well, several drinks later and Jason found his tongue
was beyond his brain's control and he started to tell Janie first about his
admiration for her looks and then of athletic women in general. He could
scarcely believe it as he told her about his interest and well ... his fetish
for strong women and his secret desire to be overpowered by a woman when he
was struggling to prevent it. Something about the combination of the drink,
her amazing looks, and her easygoing manner and these things he had never told
anyone just came out of him as easily as talking about that weeks game.

He was happy to see she did not seem shocked or to think it was odd at all.
She confided to him that she had a good friend who wrestled men for money and
she knew it was a common fantasy. Trying to hide his level of interest in her
friend he continued to talk to her about it and in doing he learned about
Rowena. By Janie's description she seemed like something from a fairy tale to
him. Ok, an x-rated fairy tale, but a fairy tale nonetheless.

By the time they had finished a bottle of wine, Janie smiled impishly and
suggested that she should wrestle him right then. Jason remembered gulping and
frankly telling her that he didn't know if he could move well enough with his
erection and instead of recoiling she just smiled wider and got him up to try.
He would never forget the feel of her body that night. So curvy, so voluptuous
and attractive. And very fit. Jason had to work very hard until he was sore
and sweaty but in the end he was able to overcome her. She seemed upset and
like she had let him down but he assured her that he had loved it and was
turned on like never before. They roleplayed some where he let her hold him
down and she really seemed to get into it and before he knew it those breasts
he had observed so closely in the magazines were openly displayed to him. He
found himself in a bit of a problem with being stimulated too quickly but with
her body and voice and playful skills he quickly found himself ready again. He
could scarcely believe afterward that he had fucked such a magnificent woman.

Afterward they had been close friends, not lovers or a couple, just friends
who had happened to fuck each other. When they were alone she sometimes teased
about his fetish in a fun way that he liked. She also told him that if she
could make him work so hard then Rowena would annihilate him. He joked back
that he could take her. She surprised him by saying she was coming to visit
and maybe something could be arranged. That night he had his first wet dream
since he was a teenager.

.....

Rowena started it off as she stood from the table and stretched. Her top
lifted nearly to the bottom of her large chest and he abs looked like a
roadmap of definition and power. "So," she began with a smile" "I hear I have
to defend the female gender and show another guy his place." Her smile was
friendly but challenging, she wasn't just saying this but believed fully she
was capable of it, Jason realized.

Jason smiled even as he gulped a bit and fell into his part quickly. "Well,
Janie here tried her best but she's only a girl after all." After the
"ooooohs" from both women quieted down he continued. "And I'm sure you'd go
down the same way." He assumed a cocky, flexed stance as he looked her up and
down and tried not to show his level of near awe at her body.

"Well right this way said the spider to the fly," Rowena said as she led him
to the family room. It had been cleared of all furniture and looked quite
large all empty. "Welcome to my dungeon," Rowena said with a grin.

Jason kept up his macho act as he bounced and tested the soft carpet. "I will
try not to hurt you so bad," and other such statements as he took his clothes
off and stood before her barechested and in just a pair of grey shorts. He ran
his fingers through his hair and looked to Janie with a wink.

But she was watching Rowena as she made a show of taking her clothes off. She
shook her hips like a pro and flexed in a slow, practiced way as she took off
her tank top and jeans. Jason tried not to let his jaw drop as he saw more of
her body. Etched was the description that came to his mind. She was etched out
of stone. It was astounding for someone to have such a large chest and such a
small, ripped waist. She had an amazing level of tone but was not overly bulky
and she gave off a sleek, dangerous aroma as Jason warmed himself up and tried
to keep up his teasing. But he was actually intimidated some. He was a head
taller than her but her body just screamed power and fitness.

She stopped in a tiny yellow thong and bikini top that looked painted on to
her muscled body. And then she seemed to just grow as she pumped her body up.
She moved slowly and sensuously knowing the impact she was having on the man.
And on Janie, who let out a little moan as she brushed across her tight body
and moved towards Jason.

She put up her hands to the bigger man, "ok big guy lets see what you got
there" She leaned out to test his strength and wasn't disappointed as he
reached to take her grip. Sucker, she thought.

Jason's erection pounded as he took her hands and his bare chest brushed into
her as he slowly leaned in and increased the pressure. He smiled a bit as he
made her step back but on the second step back she dug her feet in and pressed
back into him. "Not bad," she said with an easy, almost relaxed voice that
made Jason wonder about her true level of strength.

Unable to make her move any more Jason started to grunt and then threw his
shoulders in to her to try and use his size to bend her or move her back. But
she didn't waver now and smiled at him with her dazzling, white smile.
"Remember my grip, lover?" she asked quietly and suddenly Jason was on his
knees.

"YAHHHHHHHH," he screamed as his hands bent so quickly and firmly that he
thudded to his knees with an echo in the room. "My hands!" he yelled as it
felt like his hands were broken as they bent at an alarming angle and forced
him back farther.

Rowena just widened her smile and jerked and twitched her hands slightly. He
was well proportioned and fit, in some parts of their bodies they would be
quite an even match. But she knew the edge she had in her forearms and grip.
And in her stamina. And her strong abs. Those areas he could not hope to
contend with and she knew how to take advantage of this. She wouldn't even
need her great wrestling skills or martial arts abilities, she was going to
just overpower him into a quivering mass and then have some fun with him and
show him what a real woman was like. "MMM," she cooed and her nipples stood
prominent in the tiny top. "Whats wrong big guy? I thought I was just a girl
after all?"

Her chuckle sounded more evil to Jason this time. And as his eyes flickered he
caught sight of Janie. She seemed to be eating it all up and was actually
rubbing her own chest, obviously turned on by Rowena's body and ability to
have him down so quickly. "You're breaking my hands," he managed to croak out
as his arms shook and he fought to get his legs under him to push back up.

Rowena let him struggle and released some of the pressure on his hands. She
let her body pump up by resisting his struggles and keeping him securely down
on his knees. Her top drew tighter to her chest as her shoulders rounded and
capped and even her legs grew thicker and the muscles more prominent as she
worked herself against him. "Not bad strength hon," she beamed at him. But you
better beg when I have my grip on your hands, or," she cranked her wrists hard
and relaxed, "I might get upset."

"AHHHH," he yelled and struggled madly. "stop stop ok!" His head bobbed wildly
as his body shook to get up.

"OOOH," Janie moaned. "Take him lover. Show him what you can do." Jason's
fogged mind slowly realized that lover was referring to Rowena and that the
women were obviously more than just friends. He began to get a bit nervous as
they bantered about how badly she should beat him.

Rowena laughed and toyed with the man led on by Janie's admiration. Letting
him struggle up a bit and then cranking his wrists hard and putting him back
on his knees. "Come on get up big guy!" she teased and taunted and cajoled him
to work until the sweat rolled on him. She looked to Janie who urged her on
and swayed hypnotically, turned on by her friend. Caught up in Janie's
enthusiasm, finally Rowena bent his hands back until his back bowed all the
way to the ground. Her pumped chest rested on his as she leaned close to him.
"Tsk tsk, just another weak guy," she teased. "Should I stop?"

"AHHHHHHH," his hands felt mangled now and his back pounded and his knees
actually hurt with the force they were being held down with. "Stop stop please
– I give up!" Jason yelled until his voice was hoarse.

Her smile widened. "That's a good boy." She let go and let him collapse back
as she nimbly hopped up and went to Janie and gave her a ferocious kiss. They
rubbed against each other and kissed passionately as Jason tried to get his
wits back. "I get so hot when I do this," Rowena confided to Janie and then
she stepped back to Jason. Janie watched with a look of near rapture on her
face.

He was just struggling to his knees trying to shake out his wrists, wincing
and moaning. He looked up right into her chiseled abs and started a bit. This
made her laugh. "Do you see what you are up against hon? Do you give or do you
want to try more?" Rowena asked in a challenging pose.

To his credit Jason lunged out and wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled
and brought her onto her back. She let out a yelp of surprise as he struggled
to lift her legs up to hold her back to the floor. But she managed to free one
leg and kicked him in the shoulder and knocked him off staggering him back.
She kicked both feet then and bridged back to her feet with a quick lunge.
"Good one Jason," she smiled. "Now its my turn."

She lunged low at the still reeling man, and grabbed his legs and lifted them
up hard and he fell with a thud. He was astounded by how quickly she had
gotten up and put him down. She slid to the side of him kneeling next to him
and before he could react she slid one arm behind his neck and the other
behind his leg and she lifted and clamped her hands together in a
well-executed cradle hold. Her back widened and her chest shredded down as she
tightened her grip and pressed into it HARD.

"YAHHHH," again Jason yelled as his knee nearly smashed into his face. Not
flexible enough to take this long he squirmed and kicked and tried to power
his leg out. His other leg kicked and tried to get up to knock at her hands.
He grunted and strained and tried to straighten his tortured back out. But it
was no use she was amazingly strong and expert at the holds and he was stuck
again.

Rowena admired his struggles, he was fit and had good body awareness. His free
foot almost managed to knock her off but she ducked in and cranked hard and
purred in satisfaction at his reaction. She cranked it long and hard intending
to make him give fast again, but as he gave up for the second time, she felt
Janie behind her rubbing her back and shoulders. "Oh I love it when you are
all pumped hon, flex for me," she purred and rubbed her chest on Rowena's
back. Rowena obliged and cranked even harder and flexed her arms, chest and
back to their utmost. They both forgot about the man that she was bending in
two until his screams caught their attention.

"EEEEEEEEEEE STOP! STOP my back! Oh god!," Jason was in agony. His back popped
and his head was swimming in the pain. His hands tried to pound at her arms
and they felt like steel cables as he yelled and felt on the edge of passing
out. Finally the agony stopped and he just crawled away panting.

Slowly Rowena stood and faced Janie who had taken off her top as well and was
in just her skimpy bra. "You bad girl Janie," Rowena said with a smile, "you
made me forget about wimpy here." She watched Jason crawl and then went and
pulled him up. "You ok bud?" she asked a bit concerned.

Jason backpedaled and pushed at her to get away. Gone were any thoughts on how
gorgeous she was. His back felt damaged and his hands still throbbed and his
head was spinning. "Get away," he stuttered as he moved back. His erection had
been immense but was totally gone now as any thought of excitement were gone
from his pained body.

"Awww," Rowena said as she followed. "I thought this was your fantasy hon.
Isn't it living up to your expectations?" She flexed hard and found herself
getting a thrill at his scared and nervous looks. She turned to Janie and
smiled. "I guess he doesn't appreciate this body and what it can do."

"MM," Janie answered. "I sure do." Again they kissed and ran hands all over
each other. They seemed to forget again all about the man as Jason backpedaled
and found himself against the wall. The women whispered and Rowena came out to
Jason.

"OK hon," Rowena started putting her hands up. "Here's what we will do. Put me
in any hold you like and we'll see if I can escape." Her smile was wide. Jason
appeared unsure and it took more teasing from her until he jumped back out at
her.

Angrily Jason came out. She appeared to have no remorse about hurting him and
Janie seemed to only encourage her to do more. He thought they were his
friends but he was beginning to think he was to be just a victim. He came out
and bent her forward (she let him do this) and grabbed under her arms in a
full nelson while his weight rested on her back and he leaned to try and push
her chest first down to the carpeting. He strained as much as his sore body
let him and tired to ignore the pains in his back as he put his all into it,
grunting loudly.

Rowena was surprised. He had some spunk and she was having to struggle hard to
not go down onto her front. She tried to power her arms out and they flexed
impressively but he was well positioned and a lot heavier and was able to hold
her in place. She grunted herself and struggled hard and felt the sweat start
to bead on her. It took a few minutes of struggling and she finally had to use
her martial arts training to kick back at his leg to get him off balance and
then she thrust her butt back into his belly and pulled forward and yanked him
up on her back and over. Flying totally over her head he landed on his back –
THUD – and he lie there groaning.

She put her foot on his chest and smiled at him. "Good himself hold hon." She
wiggled her toes on his chest as he blinked his eyes and tried to orient his
body. His already pained back was on fire now as he struggled to get up pawing
at her calf.

"You're awesome babe," Janie enthusiastically replied down to her bra and
panties now. Sometime during the struggle she had undressed. Her hair was
disheveled and she looked as if she had been in the struggle instead of just
watching. "Show him some more."

Rowena thought he looked like he may have had enough but looking at Janie in
her panties made her feel so horny that she yanked Jason roughly up and ducked
under and easily lifted him onto her shoulders. Janie oohed and ahhed as
Rowena easily held the man across her back and walked around with him, spun
him and squatted him, showing off for her lover. Jason groaned and pleaded to
go down but this only made both women more excited. Showing Janie what she
could do to someone from this spot, Rowena spun her shoulders so Jason flew
into her arms and she quickly dropped down and smashed his side into her knee
in a sidebreaker.

Jason let out a gurgle and hung limply as Rowena showed amazing power by
lifting him back up in her arms and dropping him again before letting him drop
on his side and standing over him. She was superbly pumped now and some veins
had popped on her arms and shoulders. "So am I ready for the WWE?" The girls
high fived over the prostrated man and again began fondling and kissing each
other.

Every breath was a nightmare for Jason who was sure some ribs were cracked as
he clawed at the floor and crawled off. He sat up against the wall and watched
the two amazing women. They were gorgeous, but his feelings were now of
ambivalence towards them. Yes, this had been his fantasy. But he pictured
something more sensuous and exciting, not so nasty and rough. He began to try
and get himself up to leave. He wanted no part of them anymore.

"Where you going cutie?" Rowena asked as she pinched him in the butt.

Starting, Jason whirled around panicked and his fist smacked directly into her
abs. Rowena didn't flinch or move an iota and his already hurting wrist
exploded and he screamed again. He heard them both chuckling as he bent
forward holding his hand.

Rowena stood firm with hands on her hips as if daring him to hit again. "I
could punish you little man and MAKE you hit my abs til your hands broke. But
I trust you learned your lesson?" Jason turned and fumbled with the doorknob
and Rowena pulled him back. He asked her to stop but she just pulled him hard
and he stumbled right in to Janie.

Janie caught him looking so fetching in her underwear. He caught her whiff of
perfume and was struck again by how attractive she is as she smiled at him. "I
bet you're so weakened now that I can even take you down." She smiled and
pushed his head down and into her legs.

He barely resisted and his head was quickly caught and his hurt back screamed
to be bent over again. "Stop it Janie I can't take it!" he yelled and pleaded
but she just tightened her grip. Rowena came over and Jason vaguely remembered
Rowena giving pointers to the model as she squeezed. The wrestler showed the
model how to position him and where to tighten and squeeze for maximum effect
of the hold and soon Jason was moaning and on the edge of passing out. His
ears were rushing with the surprising force of the model's squeezes as she was
urged on by Rowena to give it her all. Jason pawed and hit at her legs finding
them tightly muscled as he gave up again. This only seemed to amuse them as
Janie worked harder and suddenly he screamed as she poured on a big effort and
then it was blackness.

When he woke his head was spinning and he felt like he'd been in a car wreck.
He looked up to see Janie with her top off now, her beautiful chest very
excited as she helped him up a bit. Was it over? He wondered and hoped.
"What's next coach," she asked Rowena and Jason's heart sank. They could care
less about how bad off he was.

Rowena showed Janie hold after hold to use on him, Jason lost track of how
many times he gave, but it was easily over 20 as they took turns putting him
in holds, making him give and then moving to a new part of his body. As Janie
put him in a body scissors, the man yelled and screamed, his already hurt ribs
going critical. As he felt jerks of the breaks in his body he mercifully
passed out again.

He never remembered being so sore and hurt when he woke this time but as he
rolled over he saw Rowena standing over him. She flexed her body and asked if
he gave. He blubbered that he gave and totally broke down. He tried to turn
and paw at her feet in submission. She looked sympathetic but came forward and
rolled him on his face and sat on the back of his head. "One more and that's
it honey pie. Then we'll make it up to you." He sobbed and begged his body
totaled as he tried to push down on his hands to lift his face off the carpet
but he lacked any strength to move right now.

Rowena lectured Janie on the newest hold as she grabbed Jason's ankles and
pulled up on them and bent him into a sort of Boston Crab. Jason screamed into
the carpet but Rowena just ground her butt into the back of his head and
Jason's face was mashed in the carpet. Janie watched the sight and her body
was starting to spasm as she climbed on top of Jason facing Rowena and rubbed
her biceps and chest. As they kissed and rubbed Rowena kept pulling on his
legs and bent him horribly and smashed his face into the carpet over and over.
They both failed to notice the growing red stain Jason's face was leaving on
the carpet. He screamed and yelled and gave up over and over but the women
were only into each other now and when they finally let go he was long since
unconscious once again.

When he awoke he panicked at the sight of all the blood on the carpet under
his face. His nose hurt badly when he touched it. He looked around blearily
and caught sight of the two women writhing into each other in the next room
and he took the chance to crawl off. Every movement hurt but he just thought
about the fact that they might come back and it motivated him to move himself
out of there. He was terrified they would catch him before he could get out.
He opened the door as quietly as he could and hobbled down to his place and
fell inside.

Rowena and Janie were locked in ecstasy. Rowena was so pumped and sweaty Janie
couldn't stand it. All the moves Janie had done and how her body looked all
flushed and sweaty excited Rowena as well. They practically crawled all over
each other. As she ground her hips into Rowena's abs Janie experienced the
first of many cums. Both women just poured into each other and lost track of
the time and of the world around them.

Janie dimly heard the door open. "Oops hon, I think he left. We were rough on
him we should go check."

"Shh lover we'll get him later. We'll make him feel better." And they went
back to each other.

Jason had managed to crawl to his bath and was sitting in it, scrunched up
hugging his knees to his chest. The hot water cascaded down onto him as he
slowly rocked. And he cried.

.....

It got to be several hours later before Janie and Rowena tore themselves apart
to go check on the man. Wearing negligees, carrying some flowers and a bottle
of wine they knocked on his door. They got no answer and went back to Janie's
a bit concerned. But it didn't stop them from making love to each other all
over again until the sun came up. They didn't hear Jason leave around 4 AM.

It was not until the evening of the following day that Janie saw Jason coming
out of his car. He was carrying a bag but moved gingerly. She smiled and ran
down to meet him. He didn't acknowledge her as he slowly moved towards his
door.

She winced as she saw the bandage on his nose. "I hope you're not mad Jas,"
she began. She bounced on her toes around him her dark hair flying in the
breeze. "We didn't mean anything, we just got carried away."

He just nodded and kept going. He wouldn't let her take his bag and he didn't
tell her about his trip to the emergency room or the agony of going on the
business trip in this condition. He set the bag down, letting it drop so he
didn't have to bend over and unlocked his door and slid inside.

"Come on Jason, say something," Janie asked looking upset.

"YOU LEFT ME LYING THERE!" he screamed with a vehemence even he didn't know he
had inside of him. Janie jumped back startled. Jason continued, letting his
anger spill out. "So, did you check if I was breathing or did you go right to
fucking? Did you even think about me or was it the plan the whole time to make
me look like a fool and then dump me?" The sarcasm and hate in his voice was
very evident as he stared at her intently. He could not believe he had thought
she was a friend. Friends don't leave each other lying like that.

"No Jas," Janie began her eyes tearing a bit. "We just got too into it.
Really! We, we." She fumbled for words as Jason slammed the door in her face.

She pounded the door and Jason did open it but only to grab his bag that had
been dropped outside. "I have two broken ribs and a broken nose, but my wrists
are only sprained and no permanent damage to my back, thank you for asking,"
he said quickly and shut the door before she could reply.

"Shit," Janie said quietly, upset she had not shown more concern for his
condition. She slowly slumped her way back to her own place.

Every day for 10 days Rowena and Janie sent cards, flowers, and letters of
apology to Jason but he refused them all and sent them back. They could
understand his anger after all they did leave him lying there out cold with
broken bones. But they kept expecting him to break down and give them their
chance to apologize.

It never happened.

Janie asked the moving men where his stuff was going but they said they
weren't allowed to say and she never did find his forwarding address. When
throwing out her garbage she did find a collection of female fighting material
in the trash – videos and magazines. And a copy of the Victoria's Secret
catalog she had been in. The model broke down a bit and cried and felt bad for
the fantasy they had taken from the man. She felt bad her desires had made her
lose a friend.

Her tears were dry before Rowena came over for her next wrestling lesson. Her
skills were increasing daily and there was a big market for a Victoria's
Secret model who wrestled. And Janie loved it, she loved the contact and
struggle and the feel of bodies. She loved the control and being strong to
men. Rowena had awakened a part of her that she longed to explore. She craved
the sweat and hearing men give up and even making them worship her or pass out
in her holds.

She just made sure she was always there to take care of them when they woke
up.