The college gymnasium. It's Saturday afternoon and the wrestling tournament is underway. Frida (25 yrs.) sits in the front row taking pictures of the wrestlers. She's wearing a one-piece, blue dress, which shows off her terrific body (36-24-36). That dress hangs over her round tits. The black hair drops to her smooth brown "Latina" shoulders. She's got a press pass around her neck who uses a professional "Nikon" digital camera.
Frida looks at the photos of Brooklyn (20 yrs.) who stands at 5'9" and weighs 149 lbs. He competes for the out-of-town wrestling team. He is a college champion.
Her tongue licks both lips and says, "He's blonde, has cut muscles and handsome."
She looks at the photos of him kissing his girlfriend and smirks.
"I have an approach to get him into my Hotel room" she whispers.
Inside the locker room. Brooklyn just finished taking a shower. He wipes down his naked body and sits down on the bench. His hand drops the towel over his left thigh. His coach sits next to him.
Brooklyn says, "What!"
"Why so angry?" coach asks.
Brooklyn answers, "That guy had me step on the weight machine six times. Same weight coach. 149 lbs.!"
"You're a champion. Expect it" coach replies.
Brooklyn carries his sport bag out of the locker room. He's wearing jeans and a college t-shirt. His wet blonde hair is combed back neatly.
Frida says, "Hi, Brooklyn. I'm Frida."
He turns around and glances down at her body. He says, "Hi, Frida."
She replies, "I'm a sport photographer and I took photos of you on the wrestling mat."
"Really? Cool" he says.
She replies, "I'd like you to take this camera and choose which photos you'd like me to use. I'll put them on the college website."
He grabs the camera which she hands to him and asks, "When do you want it back?"
