Shea London and Juliet Bloodwind vs. Law and Order

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London in her standard blue togs featuring the Union Jack on the top. Bloodiwind wearing a brown faux deerskin bikini and matching boots. Law and Order in identical dark blue bikinis with a gold badge emblazoned across the left breast. Black boots. To the ring, they wear full length black leather coats and their old gun belts. Though the holsters are empty, they do each carry with them a nightstick and a pair of handcuffs.
Fresh off a humiliating loss to the Killer Imp and the Prodigy, Shea and Juliet came out smoking against Sgt. Gina Kendall and Cpl. Stephanie Rocker. Shea started off and subjected Kendall to a series of dropkicks, chops, and hiptosses. About a minute into the match, Kendall's eyes are flashing tilt. Juliet takes it from there, ending her own brilliant sequence with a jawbreaker. Rocker breaks up a pin attempt, but Shea is in no mood and clotheslines the hot Los Angeleno out of the ring. Kendall suffers a Bloodhawk Dive and the match is over before the good girls break a sweat.

Sascha Savarino vs. Jeanette Lansdale

Sascha in a gold acrylic microkini with gold boots. Jeanette in a frilly pink string bikini that Bethany Christian mandate she wear.
This match seemed to draw a lot more interest than you'd think it would. Savarino is a jobber that everyone expected to break through some day. Lansdale is a former champion on the edge of being relegated to jobber status. The match began how you'd expect, with the vicious Sascha pushing Jeanette around with the help of some underhanded tactics. A hair pull here, a choke there. Jeanette demonstrated some nice power and quickness, and used her technical ability to take control. Every time Lansdale got on a roll, though, Sascha would hit her with a low blow or rake her eyes. The battle raged back and forth with Savarino going on a long offensive, nearly putting Lansdale down for the three count a few times. Finally, Lansdale breaks through, hitting Sascha with a powerslam and a DDT before finishing Sascha off with a body scissors. Sascha tapped at about the fifteen minute mark.

Anciline de Cyr vs. "Wonderful" Whitney Whipple

Anciline in a black lace and satin bustier and matching panties, with black leather ankle boots. Whitney in a simple neon green bikini.
Anciline de Cyr is phenomenal. Whitney is charming and sweet and made an excellent victim in this match. Anciline did whatever she wanted to Whitney. It looked like a practice match because of Anciline's emotionless execution. The only thing that reminded us that it was real was the agony etched into Whitney's face and the cries that accompanied them. Anciline drew this one out and Whitney was as limp as a dish rag before the match was mercifully ended. The Maginot Line was completely unnecessary, done only for show and to run up the score. During the match, Whitney's lip was split. Anciline added insult to injury by dabbing her finger in the blood and smearing some on Whitney's face to mock Juliet Bloodwind. Anciline left the ring looking like a World Champion in waiting. Whitney left on a stretcher.

Dominique Daly vs. "Mighty" Meegan Jolly

Domi in a ripped red cami leotard with no leggings and barefoot. Meeghan in a simple white string bikini.
Meeghan is game in this match and she poured her heart and soul into it. She desperately fought and parried in this one, succeeding at holding Dominique at bay for the first several minutes of the match, even though she was clearly on the defensive. Dominique appeared to be getting frustrated, but it was only a matter of time before she broke through. A dropkick connected with all the coiled steel spring power resident in Domi's legs and Meeghan's defense crumbled. This put her just a tad behind Domi, which is an exceedingly dangerous place to be. The blindingly fast beauty hit Meeghan with a jaw breaker and a lionsault, then Stuck the Dismount for the win. Domi got stronger and stronger in this match as it went on. Even when she got frustrated, she didn't become undisciplined, but seemed to focus even more. If I was Juliet Bloodwind, I'd be very worried.

MAIN EVENT: Miriam Gaiman vs. Leah Montoya

Miriam in a black vinyl "one piece" while the breasts and crotch are covered, the midsection is left almost bare by a network of straps in a spider web pattern. The backside of the garment is open, save for the straps supporting the top half and the thong of the bottom. She also wears matching fingerless, elbow length gloves, black silk stockings with garters, and a black silk choker. Leah in a Texas flag one piece, black chaps, white cowboy hat and boots.
Leah is a promising newcomer to FAWN. She made excellent use of her power advantage early, but it was clear that Miriam was at the top of her game. The fact that Miriam purred and groaned warmly as Leah hit her was unsettling to me sitting in Row H. I'm pretty sure it was even more so to Leah. The stunning Texan turns the tide about four minutes into the match with a lariat that seemed to come out of nowhere. Miriam wasn't purring when she got dizzily to her feet and ate a superkick. Leah went for a pinfall, but Miriam kicked out at two and a half. She didn't win the match with that sequence, but she won the crowd, that's for sure. She seemed to take control of the match with a bronco buster, stoking the crowd into a frenzy. A Texas Spread tenderized Miriam's hamstrings, earning another disturbing groan.
The beautiful Texan sends Miriam for the ride, but the crowd is silenced by a hurricanrana that send Leah skidding into the ropes. In a flash...a red one...Miriam takes control of the match with a camel clutch, bending poor Leah's back at a cruel angle. After a few minutes in the hold and a stubborn refusal to submit, Leah finds herself freed. She takes advantage of her good fortune, hitting Miriam with an improvised DDT.
Leah struggles to her feet and drops an elbow into Miriam's chest, once again igniting the crowd. Suddenly, it's silenced. Miriam's hand shoots into Leah's mouth, shocking her with an excruciating mandible claw. Leah is easily rolled onto her back and Miriam plies her with the Cruel and Unusual, the searing pain of a crotch claw equally effective against Leah as Lacey. The crowd groans as Leah taps out.
Not finished, Miriam spins around, facing Leah, whose eyes have glazed over from the pain and heartbreak of her loss. Placing her ivory hands at the neck line of her Lone Star one-piece, Miriam pulls and stands, the material giving way from Leah's breasts to her crotch.
Miri: "What a tasty little picnic at the Alamo you've turned out to be... chica! You seem so pure, I'll be as gentle as I can manage."
Miri reclines next to her most recent victim, lips and teeth at Leah's neck, one hand at her chest and one between her chaps. Powerless before the ethereal redhead, Leah absorbs Miriam's erotic venom like a helpless sponge until her back arches and her eyes clench shut. Another day at the office for Miriam as Leah becomes another notch in her belt.