TAMMY DEVILLE: "Welcome back, fans! Our next match is between two women who have a great deal to prove tonight. Newcomer Cheri Torrance wants to prove that her maiden match victory over Desire the Naughty Schoolgirl was no fluke, and that she has what it takes to compete successfully in FAWN, while veteran Demetria Andrews wants very much to elevate herself from F2 and regain her permanent place on the FAWN roster."

BUCK ANSOME: "Right you are, Tams. Don't expect either of these two ladies to hold back anything in this match. But I have to give the nod to Demetria. Cheri is only fighting to win for vanity's sake, while Demetria is quite literally looking to save her career. The Ghetto Girl has got the experience and the street fighting skills to send her blonde beach bunny opponent scurrying back to sunny Cal-i-for-ni-a with her tail tucked between her legs, and that's exactly what I predict will happen."

TAMMY: "You may well be right, Buck. Demetria has long labored under the shadow of her more successful cousin and tag team partner, LaKeisha Bates. And while her record is not exactly one to boast about, it would be a mistake for anyone to simply look at the bottom line and conclude that Andrews is not a formidable competitor. She came darned close to winning a lot of the matches which she ultimately lost, and she's given more than a few of FAWN's toughest ladies some runs for their money. I think it's fairest to say that Demetria Andrews is a diamond in the rough, just waiting to be polished. And given her skills and her experience, I think she might very well prove to be more than young Cheri Torrance can handle."

BUCK: "Didn't I just say all of that?"

TAMMY: "You did, but it really only sounds sensible when I say it."

BUCK: "Well, then I guess all that's left for me to say is... let's get those hot pieces of tail down her to tussle!"

TAMMY: "That needs no translation... unfortunately."

BUCK: "It's all in the delivery, Tamala."

The strains of a remixed version of "California Girls" fills the air of the arena, and the fans pop to life with anticipation. But Cheri Torrance does not appear at the top of the ramp. Instead, there appear to be signs of a struggle as the curtain rustles.

Suddenly, the curtain is thrown aside and Demetria Andrews appears, Cheri Torrance tucked firmly within her arm in a side headlock, the blonde stumbling as her captor parades her down the aisle on the way to the ring. The Ghetto Girl's obvious sneak attack backstage has plainly caught the surfer girl off guard, much to the blonde's distress.

Making her way to the ring, Andrews responds to the jeers of the fans with some profane remarks of her own, accompanied by a hand gesture which is then met in kind by many of the spectators. Reaching ringside, Demetria releases Cheri and slams her face first into the steel ringpost, further stunning her and making the blonde easier to roll under the ropes. Once they are both inside the ring, Demetria orders the ref to ring the bell to start the match, and he complies.

Torrance is painfully trying to get to her hands and knees when her opponent grabs her by her long golden locks and pulls her roughly to her feet. Demetria then scoops up Cheri and delivers her back to the canvas with a body slam! And then once again, Andrews hauls the blonde up by her hair, this time to take her back down with an inverted DDT.

Once more, Torrance is painfully brought back to her feet, and now is Irish whipped into the ropes, as she careens helplessly back toward her opponent, she is met by Demetria bent over at the waist; an instant later, Cheri finds herself sailing up and over through the air before crashing heavily to the mat.

Rolling over onto her stomach, the blonde desperately tries to pick herself up off of the canvas. But Andrews jumps on her back, and her weight causes Cheri's arms to give out and she is smashed down. Mimicking a surfing motion, Demetria mockingly "rides" her victim, using one foot to press down on the back of Torrance's head, cruelly rubbing her face into the abrasive canvas.

BUCK: "That's it, baby--hang ten!"

TAMMY: "At the rate this is going, Cheri Torrance doesn't have much of a chance. But as a wise man once said, it ain't over 'til it's over!"

BUCK: "Well, Demetria is all over Cheri!"

However, Andrews is enjoying her little surfing session too much to realize that she is in a precarious position. Planting her palms against the mat, Cheri suddenly shoves herself up, and Demetria tumbles off of her opponent with such momentum, she falls against the ropes and finds herself tangled in them. By the time the sepia beauty can free herself, Torrance has already gotten to her feet.

Charging at Demetria, the blonde spears her shoulder into her foe's stomach, driving Andrews back against the ropes. Cheri then unloads a powerful judo chop across Demetria's chest, the sound echoing throughout the cavernous arena, eliciting a "Whoooooooo!" chorus from the spectators. Demetria's eyes go wide she gasps from the sharp pain.

Pressing her advantage, Torrance grabs her opponent by the hair, pulls her clear of the ropes, and snap mares Andrews to the mat. She then pulls Demetria upright and Irish whips her, then bends over to set up for a backflip. But as the brunette rebounds off of the cables, she managed to leapfrog over her foe. Landing like a cat on her feet, Demetria smirks and dabs the side of her head with her index finger to flaunt before the crowd just how clever she is.

Unfortunately for her, Cheri isn't quite so impressed with her intelligence, and while Andrews is congratulating herself, the surfer girl wraps her arms around Demetria's waist from behind, hoists her up into the air, and then brings her down for an atomic drop. The African-American's tailbone collides mightily with the outstretched knee, and the resulting impact causes Andrews to bound off and away from her attacker with such force, she again hits the ropes--and this time slips between them as she crashes to the arena floor.

Hobbling around the ringside, Demetria frantically signals "time out" with her hands, but the referee ignores her and continues to count. But Torrance does not want a victory by DQ--she wants the pin. Stepping up to the ropes, she taunts Andrews to get back into the ring, and in so doing causes the official to halt his elimination count.

The referee orders Cheri to go to a neutral corner, and she begins to argue with him--which means her attention is no longer on Demetria, who immediately seizes upon the opportunity. Grabbing the blonde by the ankles, she jerks Cheri's legs out from under her, causing her to fall to the mat. Andrews then pulls Torrance's body out of the ring just enough for her to lift Cheri's right leg and slam it down into the edge of the apron in just the right spot to cause maximum pain for the blonde.

Demetria then drags Cheri, still on the mat under the ropes, over to the nearest corner, and places one of the blonde's legs around one side of the ringpost, and her other leg on the other side. Again grabbing Torrance by the ankles, Andrews plants her own feet against the sides of the ring on either side of the ringpost, pulling on Cheri's legs enough to elevate her own self off of the floor, until both beauties are nearly horizontal to the ground. The result is to pull the blonde's groin into the steel post, and Cheri screams as if she's being impaled--which, in a way, she very nearly is.

TAMMY: "That's a pain which Cheri Torrance is NOT going to forget anytime soon!"

BUCK: "It seems such a waste of fresh poontang pie to me, but Demetria's gotta do what she's gotta do."

TAMMY: "You're a pig."

BUCK: "You say it like it's a bad thing."

The referee has again begun his count, and as he reaches eighteen, Demetria suddenly releases her hold and rolls under the ropes back into the ring. Cheri curls into the fetal position, her hands holding her agonized womanhood. But she gains no respite as her opponent stomps her a few times with her boot. Hauling Torrance up by the hair, Andrews plants her with a sidewalk slam, the blonde’s back arching painfully from the impact.

Once more, Andrews pulls her opponent up to her feet, Cheri tottering on unsteady legs. But instead of launching a new attack, she begins to bully the blonde. Shoving her roughly, Demetria belittles her opponent, telling her she's "weak," and no challenge for the (comparatively speaking) veteran. Shoving the blonde into the corner, Demetria then contemptuously grabs the surfer girl by the front of her red one-piece suit and tears the fabric until Cheri’s breasts are completely exposed., much to the approval of the throng.

Sinking her painted nails into her opponent's soft breasts, Andrews sneers and laughingly taunts, "What you gonna do about this, you punk ass?"

Cheri's response is to drive her knee up hard into Demetria's crotch. The dark-skinned beauty's mouth twists into an "O" as she staggers backwards. Grabbing the ropes on either side of her, Torrance braces herself as she lifts her legs for a double kick to her rival's chest, causing Andrews to tumble to the canvas.

Moving with a speed that belied the pain that wracked her body, Cheri scampered up to the top turnbuckle and launched herself into the air for a frog splash. The air whooshes from the brunette's lungs from the blow, and Torrance goes for the kill.

Pulling Demetria upright, Torrance hits her with her Aztec suplex finisher, the "Wipeout." Demetria's left leg twitches as she is splayed on the canvas, but she offers no coherent resistance as Cheri covers her for the pin.

TAMMY: "Wow, another big win for the rookie from the Golden State! I can't tell you the last time I was so happy to be wrong, Buck. Cheri is proving that she is a woman full of surprises!"

BUCK: "Bah! That knee to the coochie wasn't exactly according to Hoyle, so I don't see what Queen Kowabunga has to be so proud about. If she'd have stuck to the rules the way she was supposed to, poor Demetria would have had a more sporting chance..."

TAMMY: "...because Demetria would have been doing all the cheating, right?"

BUCK: "Right! Waitaminute...! I mean, no, I'm wrong!"

TAMMY: "Truer words were never spoken, Bucky."

WINNER: Cheri Torrance