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30 June 2012 Laura Vandervoort vs Jessica Alba

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"BEACH POUNCE" Beach Wrestling TV Show.

Posted by simguy on June 30, 2012, 8:03 pm

The running elbow-drop to the small of Jessica's back should have done it. It was Laura's pounce-of-choice, if she could catch a girl on her belly.

After that, the pronated camel clutch should have gotten a verbal surrender out of Alba, but damn her, she just wasn't cooperating. Too much pride to quit when she should...same pride that had prevented Jess from assigning perimeter scouts.

"You can't get her like that Lor," the cameraman mumbled, standing above the women as they grappled on Alba's bedsheet-sized towels. "You're on the wrong side."

It was true. Jess lay on her back, face pinched with the effort of straining against the blonde's sinewy weight. Laura lay slanted across the brunette's chest from Jessica's left side - the blonde securing a tight encirclement grip around Alba's head and right arm. An arm triangle - a fight winner - IF Laura could shimmy herself to Jessi's right side for leverage.

The girls panted and grunted in the sun. Startled onlookers looked on, with fans of the show explaining the action to those who had no clue. Hayden circled in the distance: having located Jessica and vectored Laura in, Panettiere now kept an eye out for any potential interference. Usually, it was over by now, but Jessica had been stubborn, and there were a lot of people on cell phones. They could be talking to anyone.

"Finish her, Lor," the cameraman muttered. Not that a counter-pounce on Laura from an Alba ally wouldn't be good TV, but still. Name of the show was "Beach Pounce", not "Beach Attrition" or "Beach Battle Royale".

Laura tightened the grip of her lithe arms - her left hand cinching around her own right shoulder; her left hand grabbing her right shoulder, trapping Jessi's right arm across her throat. Tight, but not tight enough. Alba had her knees up; she was gulping her hips, trying to reverse. "Gotta give you credit," Laura puffed through her exertion. "You don't go easy."

Jessica groaned, face furious.

Laura slid her left knee into position on Jessica's tummy, pinning her.

Like a snake, blonde slithered her right leg and hip across Jessica's dark-tanned stomach, neatly switching position to Alba's right flank. Blonde on her tummy lay beside brunette on her back - Laura's long, tanned legs stretched out flat as she poured the triangle hold to Alba.

"Gotcha," Laura breathed, picking her head up and tossing hair off her face to look at her victim.

Alba gasped, bridging up with her hips.

Laura snuggled in tight - once again bowing her head outside Jessi's right shoulder, helping to sink that triangle in deep. Alba's bridge was saving her. She still wouldn't give it up!

Arms still tightly wrapped around Jessica, Laura shifted her legs so her weight was on her haunches, then she jammed her right knee into Jessica's tummy, slamming her hips back down.

That was it. Laura pushed in on Jessica, working that triangle, weight on left knee, the right knee pinning Alba flat. In five seconds, Jessica's legs stretched out flat and still.

"She's out!" Laura said, turning her sweaty face to grin happily up at the camera, releasing the hold to display the sleeping, beautiful face of one of the most highly-sought prizes on the beach.

"Cut," the camerman grinned, lowering the camera. "Print!"