A Fighting Chance

Jamie was a financial analyst for a major investment firm and depressed. Jamie thought, with a boring job and a few months of being single, nothing would get her out of her depression. She sorely missed her roomie's help with the bills. Now depressed she just had an endless stream of work emails, client consultations, meetings, and numbers to crunch. She had no idea what could get her out of her funk and find another source of income, that is until she searched the web and found what she saw as a solution to her problems.
She had come across a clip of a "session wrestler". She had no idea what the term meant but was blown away when she found out. She had no idea such a thing existed. She would have guessed only prostitutes made such money! $400/hour to beat up a random woman? What a concept! Jamie was tall and strong standing 6' 1" with an athletic 175-185 lb. frame. She had strong, toned legs and a well-toned) body from so many years of college sports.
She believed she had the right equipment. Jamie had started an email correspondence with a session wrestling site's administrator to gauge the details of her taking up session wrestling. That included how to vet the client she may wrestle, her own personal safety, other female wrestlers' experiences, etc. Jamie's first session was on a Monday evening after work. Her client had requested she wear a red string bikini.
Though Jamie was open to having sessions with either sex, her first was with a woman. She just hoped she could keep her nerves under control.