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As she moved forward, Aimee looked at the Anaconda. Her
rival's dark brown eyes locked onto hers as they walked towards each
other. Aimee felt as if the last of her strength were being sapped by
the intensity of the piercing gaze of her opponent. The referee signalled for the two wrestlers to stop when they were some two yards apart. The two acolytes now moved round, one going behind Anna while the other went behind Aimee. The referee spoke for the first time. "Strip them for Action!" |
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