
The boxing match with Erica, it was just something I'd done for the good of my gym, the Sexy-B Fetish Wrestling Emporium to be exact. The fact that there had been a side bet with her to the effect that "the winner gets to do whatever she wants with the loser's body" had been neither here nor there.
After the match, I had almost forgotten about Erica. Then she called, out of the blue. "How about a rematch?" she asked. "This time you get to wrestle."
"And you?"
"I'll box. Same as before."
"Same side bet?"
"Sure, but this time we'll keep the cameras rolling."
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