.." she stopped there. She knew, and thevendor blushed a little. But then her face hardened."Just don't take any shit from newspapers," she said."I won't."Jocelyn left the office early, saying she had "an appointment". And shedid. Having given her driver the rest of the day off, she went down tothe lobby and out the door and hailed a cab.She told the driver to take her to Fifth Avenue and Central Park South."Ah, the old Plaza Hotel!" he said. "Picked up a lot of fares there inthe old days." Lovely place," she agreed.He let her out at the corner. She crossed over to the south side andwalked west, watching the cab continue toward Columbus Circle. She turneddown Sixth and walked to the 57th Street subway station, went downstairsand caught the F train to Queens.She emerged in Forest Hills and walked a few blocks to a stately pre-warapartment building. It had a doorman."Sheila Levinson in apartment 2-B," she said. The doorman buzzed theapartment, and a couple of minutes later, she was face. If you lose a match, you can petition to have a rematch. If the judges like you enough, they’ll grant that rematch. But you only get one rematch per stage (so three rematches in total).If you managed to win the Finals, you get a cash prize depending on your bracket (Heavyweight winners get the most, while Lightweight winners get the least).For a tourney about women wrestling in bikinis, this sure had a lot of rules.But I’d cross that bridge when I’d get to it. For now, I needed to head out of the locker room to face my first practice opponent.With that in mind, I sauntered out (putting a little sway in my hips as I did because I knew my guys were watching somewhere), and headed towards the large blue mat in the center of the main gym.In the corner of my eye I could see a small camera crew recording my every movement.“Oh, shit...that’s right,” I muttered under my breath.I remembered practice matches were going to be recorded too. Though they weren’t going to be available to the.
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