Post by TheFrosts on Apr 15, 2018 21:15:18 GMT -5
Spring is finally warming up, bathing the backyard of the Showtime mansion and it's residents in the sun's rays, a trio of sunbathers laid out on rather comfy looking reclined loungers, letting the sunlight caress their skin while Michael Showtime stands at a grill, flipping steaks and sausages as he smirkingly eyes the three women in their bikinis. Bobbi Jackson and Eliza and Dominique Frost are each enjoying the warmth of the lovely day, barely a cloud in the sky.
Domi: Aaah, finally Winter realized it's time to make way for the rest of the seasons. Certainly took its time this year.
The tall blond arches her back a bit as she stretches, then lets out a pleased sigh as she reclines back down, adjusting her shades a bit as she looks over at the other two girls, peering past her sister to glance at Bobbi.
Bobbi: It's a beautiful day, the sun is out...the pool is beautifully clear...and Michael is making us all delicious food to keep us in tip top shape for our next title defense...all is good!
Bobbi says with a nod, completely oblivious that Dominique is looking over at her as the blonde is looking out at the in-ground pool in the backyard instead. Dominique's eyes scan Bobbi from head to toes as she resists the urge to lick her lips. Eliza then suddenly yawns a bit as she stretches as well, snapping her big sister out of it.
Eliza: It's better than good. Heck, hard to imagine how life could get much better than this. I can't wait to sink my teeth into Michael's meat.
She glances over at Showtime and winks at him while Dominique rolls her eyes a bit.
Domi: Speaking of the title defense, I'd like to tell you both that you've been doing a good job with the training. I know I can come down on you a bit sometimes when I feel like you could be putting in more effort, but I haven't felt the slightest need for it in a while now.
Bobbi nods as she sits up in her chair, choosing to ignore Eliza's choice of words and focus more on what Dominique has to say as she looks over in her direction now.
Bobbi: We've all been training really hard. It's the way it has to be, we are held to a higher standard because we are women and we have to prove ourselves each and every time we step foot inside that squared circle. It was one thing to just be wrestling in the Vixen's division, now that we are taking on all comers there are huge targets on our backs twenty four seven...
Bobbi looks down and sighs a bit.
Bobbi: Someday, I hope pro wrestling comes to the point where its just a GREAT wrestler and a GREAT match. Shed of all the labels, look beyond them. I think then we can truly grow as a sport.
Both Frosts look over at Bobbi and nod their heads, both rather awed by how earnest the blond beauty's words were.
Domi: What a lovely musing to share. Thank you. It's a very noble goal to strive for, that's for sure.
Eliza: Heh, that's our Bobbi alright. Ain't nothing wrong with hoping for an even sunnier day.
Eliza smiles warmly and lowers her shades a bit to wink at Bobbi.
Eliza: We'll lead the way there, holding the torch high to light the way for all to follow.
Bobbi smiles and gives Eliza a thumbs up.
Bobbi: Damn right!
Eliza adjusts her shades as she lays back down on the lounger, getting nice and comfy.
Eliza: And quite the example we're leading, kicking ass left and right. And Sunday will be no different.
Dominique raises an eyebrow as she sits up, balling her fists and placing them on her waist as her brow furrows and she glares at her sister with a stern look on her face.
Domi: And just after I get done praising you for taking things seriously I hear this kind of talk?
Eliza dismissively waves her sister's concerns away.
Eliza: All I meant was that we are the best team out there and to prove that all we need to do is be ourselves at 100% and ain't nobody that can match us.
Dominique's expression softens a bit and she soon lays back down, her gaze reaching past Eliza again.
Bobbi: I never underestimate an opponent, just as much as I'll never miss a cook out when Michael is on the grill...
Bobbi turns her head to look over at him.
Bobbi: How are things coming along?
Showtime: Just about done...you know they won't be over cooked but the preparation is key...much like your alls matches.
Michael laughs feeling like he made a pretty funny joke as Bobbi just shakes her head a bit, her stomach grumbling slightly.
Bobbi: Good, so hungry...
This time as Bobbi's hand absently slides over her smooth, lightly glistening skin Dominique can't help but let her tongue briefly caress her lips.
Domi: Yeah, waited plenty long enough...
She catches herself staring at the shapely blond and hurriedly glances in the other direction, as if something suddenly caught her attention. Eliza suddenly sits up, adjusts her bikini top a bit, her great big breasts jiggling ever so slightly, before she hops off her seat and jumps right into the pool before the three women, tucking her knees in as she plunges into the cool water like a cannonball, making a big splash that sends droplets splattering on Bobbi and Dominique.
Bobbi: Ugh Eliza really!?
Bobbi says jumping up as she wasn't expecting to be splashed with water as she just goes over to the table and sits down in a huff, grabbing her glass of lemonade and sipping it as Michael takes the blondes steak off the grill and puts it on a plate.
Showtime: Here you go hun, medium rare porter house, just the way you like it.
As Michael places the plate and appropriate utensils in front of his wife her annoyance quickly vanishes as she starts cutting into it to get a bite in her mouth as soon as humanly possible. Dominique towels off her long legs a bit while glaring at her sister, who pokes her head out of the water and sticks her tongue out before lifting herself out of the water and grabbing a towel too, wrapping it around herself. The Frosts both soon join Bobbi at the table, Eliza shuffling closer to Bobbi 'till their hips gently bump together while Dominique sits on the opposite side and Michael serves up their food like a good host as the scene fades out.
