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18:01 Paul_Job: I am ready for action while i stand in the locker room. I hear my music, a punk-rock tune. I go out on stage, black shorts, yellow tshit and high sneakers. I ride a skateboard towards the ring, do a pair or skills on the ramp and then i enter in the ring. The announcer introduces me "From Italy, 173cm and 68kg, please welcome Paul Job". The crowd is electrified by my entrance. I take off my shirt, throw it to a girl in the audience and raise my fists to greet the fans. Then, as my music fades, I settle in my corner

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18:15 Jazmin: Back in my locker room walking around getting ready for the match as i look in my mirror finishing up my makeup and smile into the camera as i cover it with my hand... as i walk into my dressing room getting into my new ring gear might light purple and dark purple crop top, with matching booty shorts with dark purple leg straps going down my thighs to my matching kneepads and boots as i smile wide in the camera as i start to walk out of the room and down the hall outside of the curtain in front of the crowd as the bright lights hit my face as i strut down the ramp with my long black hair bouncing on my shoulders and ass jiggles from side to side as i get to the steel steps and run up them and step one foot over the ropes as i shake my ass side to side before stepping my other foot over and enter the ring as i walk over to my corner looking across as i scream "YOU'RE DEAD!!!" as i lick my lips waiting for the bell to ring

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18:22 Paul_Job: You look incredibly sexy in this new outfit of yours and your entrance is electrifying. I know I have one of the top talents in the OPCW in front of me tonight. I'm focused, I trained for this very important match, but I'm very nervous. You scream at me that I'm dead, you bite your lip. This confident attitude is exciting, but I don't want to be distracted "You're so confident that it will be even better to exult in your motionless body"

18:26 Jazmin: bounces side to side in my corner with lots of energy my shorts giving me a little wedgie as i finally hear the bell ring as i smirk shaking my hair side to side as i calmly walk forward towards the center of the ring putting my hand out for a shake as i look into your eyes as my ass jiggles side to side for the crowd, hearing lots of whistles from the stands

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18:32 Paul_Job: I raise my hands to protect my face. When I hear the bell I begin to walk carefully towards the center of the ring. You seem very confident and perhaps your long reign as European champion and the recent awards give you even more confidence. I'm alert "Try to catch me!" I say in a provocative tone

18:37 Jazmin: as you start to walk i raise my hand back down to my side and run in a sprint towards you spinning my body in a 360 as i try to jump up raising my arm under your arms protecting your face as i try to go for a spinning clothesline attempt aimed right at your throat as i try to take you down to the mats

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18:42 Paul_Job: I raise my hands to protect my face when I see you running towards me, convinced I'm blocking your attack. But with a quick and skillful move you grab me and make me fall with my shoulders on the ground. The back of my head hits the mat and I do a back flip towards the ropes. I'm stunned, but I manage to roll under the bottom rope and exit the ring. I walk into the ring zone and shake my head, put my hand on my neck. “Shit,” I whisper

18:45 Jazmin: as you exit the the ring i run and slide under the bottom of the ropes behind you as i see you put your hand on your neck i rush forward trying to send both of my feet into your back in a dropkick attempt trying to send you face forward into the steel pole at ringside

18:48 Paul_Job: I expected a similar attack from you. I see you running towards me and when you try to hit me with a sort of baseball slide I leap sideways to avoid the impact with your feet. As soon as you put your feet on the floor I turn towards you to hit you with a clothesline to the neck to slam your back against the apron ring

18:52 Jazmin: i miss and as i get to my feet im slammed across my neck and instantly fall back to the floor my back smacking the ground as i scream out raising up in pain as i roll on the ground in front of you my ass jiggling around as i keep rolling in pain

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19:11 Paul_Job: As you roll on the ground I see your exposed ass and, to dampen your confidence a little, I try to humiliate you in front of the whole audience. I open my hand and hit your buttock with a slap, the sound of which reverberates throughout the arena

19:15 Jazmin: my ass gets smackkkkkkked as it jiggles up and down with a big red handprint on it as i scream out scooting forward holding my toosh as i try to get to my hands and knees reaching for the ring apron as i try to pull myself back up to my feet

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21:54 Paul_Job: I see your exposed ass again and I can't resist. As a fan of football I step towards you and aim a kick to your ass like a soccer one, to try and let your face hit the ring's banner

21:56 Jazmin: as i start to get up im kicked right in my bubble butt as i fall face forward into the ring banner as i bounce off it and flop to my back holding my nose as i squirm around on thne outside flooring

22:01 Paul_Job: I'm having fun and I laugh when you ridiculously roll on the floor. "SHE IS SO FUNNY!" I scream to the crowd. Then, since you are on your back I grab your feet, put your calves under my armpits and push my knees under your thighs. I drop on my back to try and throw you over the barricade, to the audience zone, with a rocket launcher

22:09 Jazmin: my feet get grabbed as i groan on my back as i feel myself getting lifted up as i go soaring over my arms and legs waving in the air as the audience move and i fall face first into the cold floor in front of them as they surrond me my ass bouncing up and down from the impact

22:17 Paul_Job: I move next to the guardrail and put my hands on it. "Was the flight ok?" I ask while I smile. "Do you want to help this fatass babe to stand up?" I ask to the people around you. In the meanwhile the crowd counts 3...4...

22:44 Jazmin: pushing my arms down on the cold floor as i slowly start to push myself up to my feet staggering getting to my knees and slowly trying to raise up to my feet as i try to get up in front of the crowd

22:50 Paul_Job: I see you and hear the ref who counts. I don't want the match to end by countout. I grab your hair and pull you to try and bring you to my part of the barricade, in the ring zone. Then I continue to pull you and try to let you roll inside the ring. If I am successful I roll inside to and stand on my feet

23:05 Jazmin: as my hair is grabbed i yelp out as im pulled over the barricade and tossed over into the ring as i roll in getting to my knees as i see you roll in behind me i try to send a big slap across your face before you can stand to your feet

23:08 Paul_Job: Your slap hits my face while I'm on my knees, before I could stan up. My head snaps on the side. It doesn't hurt a lot but makes me even more furious. I stand on my feet and pull you up, then aim a knee to your belly to let you double

23:10 Jazmin: as i slap you a big smirk comes across my face then im yanked up moving side to side then your knee comes up slamming into my belly as i bend over mouth wide open as my wind gets taken from me my eyes grow real big as i bend over with your knee in my stomach

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23:14 Paul_Job: As soon as you double i move faster as possible. Grab your head with both my hand and turn to drop down and hit you with a swing necbreaker

23:15 Paul_Job: https://imgflip.com/gif/41txcs

23:17 Jazmin: i get slammed onto the ground in a swinging neckbreaker as bounce on the canvas and kick my legs down slamming them on the mat as i hold the back of my neck rolling onto my side in pain squinting my eyes in the middle of the ring

23:19 Paul_Job: I want to finish the match now. I know that my move hurts. I grab your shoulder and put you on your back, cover your chest with mines, hook and pull your leg to your chest. Now I wait the ref to count you

23:25 Jazmin: as im rolled over to my back my arms flop to my sides, you lay over my body and lift my leg up as the ref come over slapping the mat next to my head my hair flops up and down 1........ then he raises his hand and slaps again 2...!!!! then he comes down for a final slap by i jump up lifting my shoulder up high kicking my legs up to kick out

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23:27 Paul_Job: "Whaaaaaaaat?" You move and raise your shoulder from the mat exactly when the ref was up to count there. "It's a 2" he screams. I look at him "You're crazy". Then I stand on my feet and grab your hair again to pull you up with me again

23:40 Jazmin: as you reach down and grab me raising me up to my feet i place my hands behind your head and jump up dropping to my ass in a split trying to slam your jaw on the top of my head in a jawbreaker attempt

23:47 Paul_Job: I'm surprised. You place my face on your heat and when your ass drops to the floor I double,my face hits your head. I stumble and put my hands on my face

23:54 Jazmin: getting back to my feet as i see you stumble i rush forward and jump up trying to sit on your shoulders clenching my thighs against your neck as i attempt to swing backwards with you in a hurricanrana attempt

23:54 Jazmin: https://giphy.com/gifs/hurricanran-ekPJQMCLFooLzF6AUP/fullscreen

00:02 Paul_Job: I'm stumbling when I feel your legs around my neck. You pull me down and make me roll over the ring. I'm shocked and it seems that the match has just changed. I move till the corner, where i sit and try to recover some energy

00:07 Jazmin: as i look up with you sitting in the corner i lick my lips as i stand on my feet then i scream out as i run full speed towards you and raise my boot up and try to send it slamming into your face

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00:11 Paul_Job: Your boot slides on my face, but the hardest impact is with your ass on my face. My head snaps back and violently hits the turnbuckle. I lay on my side in the corner, almost hugging the bottom rope

00:14 Jazmin: i reach down grabbing your hair trying to lift you up to your feet as i try to lean in and try to send my shoulder hard into your ribs

00:17 Paul_Job: You pull my up, I don't hurry, but can't counter. I stand on my feet and when you start the movement to hit me I grab your top with both my hands, drop on my back and try to pull hard to let you hit the corner with your face

00:28 Jazmin: as i try to slam into you you grab my top and send me back face first slamming into the corner as i get dazed and stumble backwards holding my head as my feet wobble me side to side nearly tripping over myself

00:35 Paul_Job: I take a deep breath. Finally I manage to stop your attack. You stagger and I am furious now. I try to use my strength and stand on my feet to walk towards you. Your top looks damaged after my move. "Let's break your new bra!" I grab your top and pull it with all my power. I risk to break it. Then I pivot on my feet and throw you to slam you down to the mat

00:38 Jazmin: i reach for my top so it doesnt break as im dazed and sent back slammed down to the mat as my legs and arms flop up and i roll to my side... coughing out on the mat

00:43 Paul_Job: I see you flying and falling on the mat, follow you and then stand behind you. I grab your armpits to pull you up to your feet, then I wrap my arms and legs to your body to put you in my painful abdominal stretch

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00:48 Jazmin: i get pulled up to my feet as you wrap me up in an adominal stretch as i scream out quickly trying to shift my feet around trying to reach down with my free hand trying to lift your right boot up to draw you off balance

00:50 Paul_Job: You hook my leg and pull it. I lose balance, my hold gets weaker and after some seconds I lose the grip. I release you and step backwards trying to not fall

00:55 Jazmin: as you fall off me.... i see you step backwards... knowing i have to put some pressure on i rush forward jumping up as i grab the back of your shoulder like im going for a headscissor takedown but i lock my legs around your neck and press my right leg over your neck and grab your arm tight trying to put you in the submission move the black widow

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00:59 Paul_Job: While I stagger you again jump and wrap your legs around my head. But this time you don't complete the rotation and put me in a black widow. You grab my arm and I flex my bicep to try and not let you twist it and complete your hold. My other arm is at your waist. I try to resist and then I from on my side to try and hit you with a sort od side slam

01:04 Jazmin: struggling to try to put you in the hold hanging off you as im jerked up wiggling my legs and slammed onto the mat in a side slam as i scream out arching my back up on the mat in pain as my long hair covers my face as i put one arm on my back

06:53 Paul_Job: I slam you to the mat and you release me. Since you lay on your back I try to pin you. Grab your leg and pull it while my armpit is on your chest. I wait again the ref to count

20:33 Jazmin: as my leg gets hooked you go for a pin as my body squirms under you as he slams his hand against the mat by my head counting out 1..... before he can even reach a 2 count i jerk my body up kicking my leg up high lifting my shoulder kicking out

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20:37 Paul_Job: You again break the count on 2. I release you and stand on my knee, complaining with the ref. "It was a clear three" I pull my long hair in frustration. The match is still on and I have to do my best to finish you. I go to the corner, grab the top rope and call you. The crowd knows what's happening. "STAND UP, BITCH! C'MON, GO ON YOUR FEET"

20:45 Jazmin: slowly pushing off the mat getting to my knees shaking my head sweat going off my hair as i slowly stand to my feet huffing from this exhausting match as i slowly turn around to see you in the corner

20:51 Paul_Job: When you stand on your feet and turn to me, I take a run. Quickly rush towards you and then try to spear you. I aim my shoulder to your belly

20:57 Jazmin: as i see you coming at me i hop up in the air and land sitting on your back as i quickly turn a flip hooking my legs under your arms and grab my arms around your waist as i try to reverse and use your momentum to attempt to flip you over in a sunset powerbomb pin combo

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21:02 Paul_Job: I was pretty sure to hit and finish you. But you grab me and flip me to the mat. My backhead and shoulers hit the mat and my legs flip over my head. I'm shocked, can't believe it

21:03 Jazmin: gripping your waist right as i shake my head up and down looking at the ref as i use my legs to keep your shoulders down "count him out!!!!!" as the ref starts to get to his knees slapping the mat 1.....

21:11 Paul_Job: You pin me, I try to move my legs and my arms, but I can't. The ref countd 2. My arms are locked under your legs, I'm in trouble. I close my legs to slam my ankles at the sides of your head to hope that you leave me an opening for raising the shoulder from the mat

21:16 Jazmin: your legs slam my head as i push you forwards and roll to my back crawling to the ropes as i squirm groaning slapping the mat hard knowing i could have won!

21:18 Paul_Job: You push me and i roll on the mat. I shake my head while I'm on my knees and hands. I move on four towards the corner, grab the ropes and stan up, but I'm still stunned after the sunset flip

21:21 Jazmin: grabbing the ropes and pulling myself back to my feet covered in sweat as i put my hand on my sweaty hair pushing it back out of my face as i turn to you motioning on my waist "THIS TITLE SHOT IS MINE BITCH!!!" as i walk towards you trying to grab your hair and pull you towards me

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21:25 Paul_Job: I am doubled, my arms on the top rope. I hear your taunts. Your words hit my pride. As soon as you grab my hair I quickly turn my waist and aim a backhand chop to your chest

21:26 Jazmin: as i grab your hair ready to take advantage you slap me across my chest as i back up turning around grabbing my chest as i make a loud scream that goes throughout the arena bouncing up and down my my feet making my ass shake around out of my shorts

21:29 Paul_Job: It was a good shot, so I decide to repeat it. You stagger and I follow you. I once again raise my hand and aim an other chop to your chest

21:31 Jazmin: i get slapped again as i fall back into the ropes screaming out as i bounce my back off them i send a forearm aimed right at your jaw in return

21:34 Paul_Job: You bounce against the ropes and come towards me aiming a forearm to my jaw. My head snaps back too. I stumble till the ropes, wrap my right arm to the top one and then caress my jaw with my left one

21:39 Jazmin: as i see you back up into the ropes i rush forward jumping up high in the air with my fist out as i try to do a jumping superman punch aimed at your nose while i grit my teeth together my red chest with slap marks in the air

21:41 Paul_Job: You jump towards me aiming a punch to my face. I duck under and avoid your punch. I wrap my arms to your waist and drop forward to try and slam your back to the mat with a spine buster

21:44 Jazmin: as im confident i send my fist down hard but you duck and it goes right over your head as you wrap me up i wiggle my arms and legs in your grip then im slammed down on my back hard onto the mat in a spinebuster as my head bounces off the canvas moaning under you super dazed but barely still there

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21:48 Paul_Job: I stand on my knees and look at you. You're in the right position, so I move towards the corner. I start to climb the ropes. I'm tired so I can't be very fast, but when I stand on the top turnbuckle I send an other look to you and think that I can try my finisher

21:53 Jazmin: groaning on the mat my sweaty hair covering my face as i can barely move... super exhausted as my fingers slightly move trying to get my ass back up but my eyes are rolling around in my head from my head smacking against the mat so hard as i slowly move my legs side to side

21:55 Paul_Job: I stand on my feet on the top turnbuckle. You're close to the center of the ring. Everything is ready. I jump and try a somersault to land with my chest on your with a Shooting Star Press

21:58 Jazmin: your body slams on top of mine as my arms and legs jackknife up in the air my eyes go wide in shock as all my wind gets taken out of my body as my legs and arms fall back to the mat and my head tilts to the side going limp eyelids falling over my eyes closing as my mouth drops open with my tongue out under you

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22:01 Paul_Job: I roll on the mat. The impact was terrific. I feel pain, but I am sure that you are worse than me. I waste some seconds, but the match has been hard and I'm tired. Then I lay on your chest, my pecs on your breasts, waiting for the ref

22:04 Jazmin: you waste time as my eyes lightly start to flicker back on as you lay across me i dont move at all for a second as the ref comes and slaps the mat 1.... my hair flopping up and down.... then 2........ then just for having that little time to recover i lightly groan barely able to lift my right shoulder up off the canvas

22:06 Paul_Job: The crowd explodes when you raise your shoulder from the mat. I scream. Can't believe that "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! HOW IS IT POSSIBLE" I feel frustrated, it's like I have no more energy in my body. Kneel in front of the ref "IT WAS A THREE"

22:10 Jazmin: slightly groans under you as i weakily raise my arm up turning my hand upside down flicking you off raising my middle finger as i cough out getting some wind back in my chest

22:12 Paul_Job: You want to die! I stand up and grab your hair to pull you up too. Wrap my arm around your neck for a side headlock to try and control you before doing my next move

22:17 Jazmin: you grab me up barely able to even get up as i wiggle in your grip with a big wedgie as i put my hand on your arm groaning "ughh let go LOSER!"

22:21 Paul_Job: I smile "loser?". I push your head down and put it between my thighs then I hug your waists and pull you on my shoulder in position for a powerbomb

22:24 Jazmin: screams out as you put me up on your shoulder waving my hands around and with a little strength i got i try to do a hurricanran as i try to flip backwards with my thighs by your neck

22:26 Paul_Job: You flip me before I can slam your back to the mat. I stumble and fall against the ropes. I'm on my knees now, my chest on the second rope, arms pending outside the ring

22:34 Jazmin: landing on my knees as i glance back seeing you on the ropes as i smile getting to my feet as i turn to look at you taking a deep breath in as i sprint towards you as you are against the ropes as i grab the top and middle rope twisting my body between them trying to kick you in the face with a 619

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06:23 Paul_Job: You kick my face with both your boots. It makes me snap back, I stand on my feet and stagger, confused, towards the center of the ring

09:34 Jazmin: as i kick you i smile seeing you dazed as i step up on on the apron "YOU'RE DONE FOR LOSER BITCH!!!!" as i shake my ass for the crowd taunting as i put both hands up on the top rope and use it to balance myself up on the top rope standing as i attempt to leap forward into you trying to land with both my legs on each of your shoudlers as i attempt to fly at you and sit on your shoulders

09:48 Paul_Job: Avoided the previous powerbomb with a surprising hurracarrana. I'm staggering now, but when I see you jump towards me I try to regain my balance. Put your thighs on my shoulders, your crotch is in my face. I try to make up for the failed move earlier and, as soon as you're on my shoulders, I drop forward to slam your shoulders and the back of your head into the ground with a quick powerbomb.

09:54 Jazmin: as i jump on you super excited to finally finish you! as i try to pull you back in a hurricanrana you catch me pulling me up high as i shake my head no, knowing this isnt gonna be good as i let out a scream as im sent crashing down SMACKINGGGGGGG the canvas HARDDDDD in a powerbomb as my lights go completely out as my eyes roll back in my head and my arms and legs spread wide in the center of the ring motionless

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10:06 Paul_Job: I manage to connect with my powerbomb. I surprise you and slam your back to the ground. I stay on my knees next to you. I notice you're stunned. I take your legs and move forward, bringing your knees up to your chest. Then I press my crotch on your ass to try a pin

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10:13 Jazmin: arms spread as my legs pushed back behind my head my tiptoes touching the floor as im knocked the fuck out cold mouth wide open with my tongue out as the ref comes and slaps the mat next to my head counting 1...... then slaps 2.......... im not moving at all, all folded up like a ragdoll

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10:17 Paul_Job: You've broken many pinfalls in this match and so I am careful. But I notice that now you don't move at all and it makes me more confident. I smile and look at the referee waiting for his last slap on the mat

10:21 Jazmin: folded up motionless as drool drips off my tongue onto the mat as the ref slaps 3 as im folded up shoulders on the mat breathing up and down my mind in a completely different planet as im totally out of as the bell rings

10:29 Paul_Job: As soon as the ref counts three i release your legs and let them drop to the mat at my sides. I put my hands on the ground and lower my head very close to your face "You'ra a damn tough bitch!" i moan, tired, hurted. I have had a very hard match and I could lose it in different times. But fortunately I managed to KO you and got the victory. The crowd appreciates the match and scream. I have not enough energy to stand up. WHen the ref tries to raise my hand i say "Wait a moment, please"

10:32 Jazmin: my legs flop to the side motionless then spread apart out cold on my back as my eyelids close over my rolled back eyes as i lay knocked out cold arms and legs spread wide open mouth with some of my tongue hanging out drooling down my cheek as my chest raises up and down as I don't head a word you say some of my hair covering my face full of sweat completely defeated and exhausted

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10:35 Paul_Job: Your on the mat under me. I really respect you since we had a great fight. I stand on my feet and don't say any other word, but make the sign of the belt around my waist. I move towards the ropes, looking for a camera "Tiff, we're going to meet in this ring again!"

10:39 Jazmin: you make your promo as im limp in the ring spread eagle drooling chest heaving up and down with red slap marks on my chest ass pressed against the mats with a wedgie lightly twitching every few seconds

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