Sexy-B Boxing

The boxing match with Erica, it was just something I'd done for the good of my gym, the Sexy-B Fetish Wrestling Emporium to be exact. The fact that there had been a side bet with her to the effect that "the winner gets to do whatever she wants with the loser's body" had been neither here nor there. After the match, I had almost forgotten about Erica. Then she called, out of the blue. "How about a rematch?" she asked.
"This time you get to wrestle.""And you?""I'll box. Same as before.""Same side bet?""Sure, but this time we'll keep the cameras rolling."