Back in the Saddle again

"Can you explain this to me again?"

Lilly was putting the last of her clothes in her locker when May asked her question. She didn't know how many times she had to explain this to her. No matter what she told her cousin, she just couldn't accept that her and Clyde were on... well, let's say "not bad terms."

The two of them, since finding out Mercy was gone, had been more or less fuck buddies. Never in her life would she have thought she'd end up with this kind of "relationship" with someone she's hated for a long time. But, in all honesty, she hated Mercy more than she hated him. And with her out of the picture, she really didn't have a reason to do anything to Clyde. In fact, he had given her advice that she needed to hear. Part of her really appreciated what he did for her, and every other part of her wanted to puke for having any positive thoughts about him.

The cheerleader slammed her locker shut and sighed before turning to May, who stood against the wall with her arms crossed. "What exactly do I need to say? We are having a spar. I need to train to get back into the ring, and this is the best way I can think to do it," she explained, for probably the tenth time. As much as she loved her cousin, her inability to grasp why she was spending time with Clyde was infuriating.

May threw her hands up with a huff. "I get that. What I don't get is why you are even giving him the time of day. I mean, you spent a forever trying to make his life hell, and now, he's practically your best friend." Lilly had told her about her past with her before, which was why she didn't get what she was doing with him. "Oh, and after what he did to me? You should hate his guts!"

"What happened to you was your own fault. You jumped into a ring with someone you had no chance of beating," Lilly shot back, stretching her arms to loosen up. It had been a long time since she had been in the ring, and longer still since she had been in the ring with Clyde. The last time she was in a match with him, she fucked him for the win. Which, unfortunately, didn't have the intended result against Mercy. Not that it really matters now. She was gone, and things were different.

May puffed her cheeks out and looked away from her cousin. She wouldn't admit it, but she knew that Lilly was right. Clyde just didn't seem that tough, and beating shouldn't have been hard. But she learned her lesson, she wasn't a wrestler. But neither was Lilly.

Lilly finally turned to May, giving her a pat on her shoulder. Annoying as she was, she still loved her. "I can make my own choice, even if they aren't good ones," she said. "Now let's go. I'll show you how to handle Clyde. Once you get to know how he fights, he's a pushover." May let out a sigh before nodding. There was no stopping Lilly when her mind was made up, so she might as well let her do what she wanted. No matter what though, she was never going to like Clyde. And the idea of them being in any sort of relationship made her gag.

The two girls made the short trip down the hallway to the gym. The room echoed with the sound of chatter here and there, and the slapping of a punching bag off in the corner. But otherwise, it wasn't crowded. And the ring was clear, so she didn't have to fight to get it. Lilly stepped up to the ring, hopping up onto the mat and slid in. It felt weird being in the ring again, even if it was just for practice. But she needed the training, or when she did get back into he AFW, things wouldn't work out so good for her.

Now all she had to do was wait for Clyde, who was fashionably late, like always.

Clyde sighed as he walked into the gym, wearing blue running shorts, a pair of white sneakers and a white tank top as he went inside the building and scoped out Lilly and her zany cousin, knowing he was in for another day with the Cheerleader duo, this time however, he'd be sparring with his on/off flame, Lilly. And come to think of it, he didn't know her last name either.

Dropping his bags beside the ring as he eyed Lilly, clad in that brand new, revealing, sporty attire as she got in the ring, the cowboy smirked at her before turning to May.

"Miss May." He said with a light bow before he dropped his gym bag and slid in the ring.

"Heya Lilly... That's uh... Pretty nice outfit ya got there but ain't ya afraid of somethin' slippin? Not that I'd mind, of course." Teased the cowboy as he stretched himself out in front of Lilly before pacing around her. He was feeling pretty good about everything all things considered and felt that he could show Lilly a thing or two easily as he knew he was the stronger and more experienced of the two.

Lilly saw Clyde enter the gym out of the corner of her eye, and crossed her arms as he approached. "It's about time," she snapped. Try as she might, she could never keep herself from snapping at him, even if he didn't do anything to warrant it. She was so used to talking to him like that, that it was almost second nature. But she did her best. Sometimes.

"Asshole," May replied, sticking her tongue out at him when he slid into the ring. No matter how nice he tried to be, she just couldn't be civil.

Lilly rolled her eyes when Clyde teased her about her outfit. She had it custom made for her return to the AFW, and she wasn't going to let it go to waste. "This outfit probably cost more than everything you own," she said, starting to stretch her arms so more before this got underway. "Of course you wouldn't mind."

Lilly matched Clyde's pace when he started to circle her, raising her arms up, ready to lock up with him. She knew he was physically stronger, but she knew him, and she knew that she could beat him.

Clyde just sort of blinked repeatedly and sighed as the two cheerleaders gave him such a warm greeting before he got in the ring after simply shrugging. He couldn't keep himself from oogling Lilly and her fancy new outfit that was very revealing, his eyes locked on her toned core and large, ample breasts.

"I dunno... If it tears easy I'll know for sure my money's pretty good." Clyde snarked as he circled Lilly before rushing in suddenly! Trying to nail her with a clothesline across the chest!

Lilly simply narrowed her eyes as Clyde continued to make fun of her outfit. Good terms or not, he still managed to piss her off to no end. She knew he did it on purpose, but she never got used to it. But she shook it off as him just trying to get into her head. This was just practice, but that didn't mean that she wanted to lose to him. Coming out on top against him was a good way to make him remember which of them was in charge.

When Clyde came at her, she was prepared. He came at her, arm extended and tried to hit her with a clothesline, but she ducked under his arm and ran to the far ropes. She bounced off of them and ran right back at Clyde, jumping up and trying to hit him in the chest with a dropkick.

Going for Lilly with the short range clothesline, Clyde forgot how quick the blonde could be as she ducked right under his arm in one swift move!

"Nh!" His eyes widened as he turned around to see Lilly bouncing off the ropes and sailing right towards him as he leaped into the air and kicked her legs out!

"BWUUGH!!" Spit flew as Lilly's feet plowed into his barely covered chest, the wind knocked right out of Clyde as he flopped to the mat with hard thud, giving a breif bounce that made him sit up for a moment before he just fell back flat on the mat.

"Ugh..."

Lilly grinned after she ducked under the cowboy's arm. Even that simple action of getting the better of Clyde felt great. Her mind wandered to her first match with him, a match that he trounced her in and made her tap out. She told herself that that would never happen again, and now that she had at least something training, she could make sure that it wouldn't.

After bouncing off the rope, the spry cheerleader kept into the air and drove her feet into the cowboy's chest, knocking him right down to the mat. Lilly fell down to the mat after her kick, scrambling back to her feet afterwards. "HA! God damn that felt good!" She cheered pumping her fist into the air with a huge smile on her face, something that was very uncommon or her.

May, who was standing at the apron, clapped her hands and laughed. "That's what you get, asshole!" She shouted at Clyde. After what he did to her in their spar, seeing him get knocked onto his hick ass was so satisfying.

After she got her mini celebration out of her system, she stepped back over to Clyde, standing over him with her happy smile replaced with her familiar, vile grin. "Let's see how much more I can do," she said. The cheerleader crouched down a bit before hoping up, trying to drop her knee right across his upper chest.

"Ugh." Downed by the dropkick, Clyde just groaned in annoyance as he heard May cheering and laughing like it was this great feat. He gave her a great look of pure annoyance. If she knew anything about wrestling she'd know that you're going to take some punishment from time to time and...

Clyde suddenly turned his head, having paid attention to May for too long as Lilly was now standing over him, carrying that vile grin before she hopped up and came crashing down knee first!

"BWUUGH!!" Lilly's knee drop knocked the wind out of Clyde. His eyes bulging as spittle flew from his mouth, his body giving a limp jerk as his legs bounced up before his body settled flat on the mat again, stunned by the knee!

Clyde was so distracted by May that he didn't even noticed that Lilly was looming over him, staring down at him like he was prey. It felt so good to be in this position, standing over Clyde. This was how it was supposed to be, and that's how it was going to stay. And when she finally got back into the AFW for real, she was going to do this to him in an official match too.

The cheerleader leaped into the air, driving her knee straight down into Clyde's chest with a loud thud, stunning Clyde further and giving her even more chances to prove to him that she wasn't the weak cheerleader she was when they met. Kneeling at his side, she grabbed him by his greasy blond hair, forcing him to sit up. "When this is over, I want you to tell me that I'm better than you," she said.

Lilly maneuvered behind Clyde, holding him up by his blonde locks. Once she had herself in a good position, she wrapped her arm around Clyde's neck, trying to lock him into a tight headlock.

A knee to the chest had Clyde winded but he was still feeling okay. However, he released a pained groan as Lilly suddenly gripped his hair tightly! "Nhhh..." His eyes shutting tight as the cheerleader pulled him to a seated position.

"A-As if! O-Ohh!" He shot back only to howl again as he basically dangled in Lilly's grip by his thick hair before she let him go, letting him slump forward before Lilly's smooth arms wrapped around his neck!

"Hngh!" He grunted as the headlock was sinked in. "P-Pretty good basics... But..." He muttered as he tried to reach up towards Lilly hair, his fingers running through her soft blonde hair before he gripped her head tightly and tried to fling Lilly over his shoulder and right onto her tailbone in front of him with a modified snapmare!