Chapter Two

20 minutes later, Bayli had obviously won the game of strip poker.

Carmen stood up, taking her top off and handed it to Bayli as she stared down at the guys looking up at her, she was standing there in nothing but her bra and panties due to the fact that she opted to lose her jeans first, thinking she could try winning them back after she'd beaten Bayli.

"Look at me for any longer than 3 seconds I'm going to slap you, got it?" She warned the three male occupants. "Just for the record Bayli..I hate you" Carmen grunted as she folded her arms over her chest and sat back down with her bare back against the cold wall.

"Oh shut it, it's not my fault you're a bad loser," Bayli said, sitting back down against the wall after putting the top on that she'd just won back off Carmen. "Alright...What one of you guys wants a genuine pair of Carmen's jeans?" She held up a pair of blue denim jeans, waving them in the air and looking around at each of the guys.

"I'll give you a 20 for them" Jeff yelled.

"50" John yelled louder, holding up a 50 dollar note.

"100" CM Punk yelled even louder as she pushed a 100 dollar note into Bayli's hand and snatched the jeans away before someone else could get them.

"Jeff what do you mean only 20?" Carmen looked at him in shock "Is that all I'm worth?"

"I only have 20 buxs on me" Jeff looked back at Carmen with an apologetic face.

"Excuses excuses" Carmen rolled her eyes and looked over at CM Punk who was now standing up and trying to squeeze into her jeans. "What the…Punk..What the fuck are you trying to do? If you even manage to get in them I promise you there will be no children in your future"

"How the hell do you get into these things Carmen?" Punk complained while he hopped around the elevator trying to fit one leg in.

"Hey look Carmen, looks like a certain extremist wants to get into your pants" Jeff joked, nudging her lightly with his elbow, making Carmen laugh before speaking up again.

"Why do you want to get into my jeans?"

"Cos he's a pansy" John stated with a small laugh.

"Just because we're not in a wrestling ring Cena doesn't mean I can't kick your ass"

"Getting my ass kicked by a guy in woman's jean. Oh that's gonna make headlines" John stood up confronting CM Punk face to face.

"Yeah well we only need to get you into your favourite little fairy costume and we're all set"

"Guys no fighting in the elevator unless it's between me and Punk cos I want my jeans back" Carmen stood up and looked at Punk with a confident grin on her face "Are ya scared Punk?"

"Scared? Why would I be scared when I get to roll around the elevator with an almost naked woman like you?"

"Cos this almost naked woman is gonna kick your ass"

"Wanna bet?"

"Yeah I do..If I win..I get my jeans back. Deal?"

"And if you lose?"

"Umm..You decided"

"Oh you're game there Carmen" Jeff said sitting back watching and listening in on their conversation.

"I decide..Are you sure?"

"Umm..Yes?" Carmen replied a little more cautiously. "No wait…Bayli decides..Oh god..I've already lost"

"Woo, so I decide?" Bayli questioned, raising an eyebrow up at the two standing in the middle of the elevator floor.

"Alright but no more clothes are coming off ok..This is all I've got"

"Oh you're getting a little scared there are we Carmen?" Punk teased her.

"Scared? Pfft please. You're gonna be the one to lose those 100 dollar pair of jeans"

"Alright, it's on..We need a referee"

"I'll be Lillian" John spoke up, claiming that spot before anyone else had the chance to, not that anyone would.

Bayli burst out laughing and nudged John who was sitting next to her. "Oh you're going to play the part well, I can see you now dressed in a short skirt, a cute little top with high heels and we could maybe put your hair up in pig tails..Make you look all sweet and innocent…Great look for you John" She laughed again, shaking away the image that had developed in her mind "Jeff will be the ref"

"Huh?" Jeff looked in Bayli's direction. "Why me?"

"Because I'm already busy"

"Busy doing what?"

"I have to think of what Carmen has to do when she loses this match..Plus John and I are going to cover commentary too"

"Oh yeah right…Real busy aren't we Bayli" Jeff replied sarcastically as he stood up. "Alright..Now listen, no hair pulling..No eye gouging, no biting and remember to break on a five count or you will be disqualified. Clear?"

"Jeff.." Carmen looked at Jeff with a frown "We already know the rules"

"I'm just trying to get into character here Shorty"

"Hey just because I'm short doesn't mean I can't kick your ass as well as Punks too you know"

"You gave me a nick name so it's only fair"
"Ugh! Fine you win, lets get this match done and over with so I can get my jeans back, I'm starting to get cold here"

"You may feel cold but damn you are looking hot'" Jeff accidently thought out loud "Ahem..Sorry..Ok..Ding ding" he made the bell sound while he watched Punk and Carmen lock up in the middle of the small elevator.

"Give up now before you get hurt Punk" Carmen taunted as she quickly trapped him into a side headlock "And keep your head out of my cleavage"

"Never…I don't give up" Punk swept Carmen off her feet and gently side slammed her onto the floor, being sure not to hurt her.

Carmen groaned in pain with a hand on her back as she stood back up slowly, selling it like she would if it was a real match.

"Well it looks like the straight edge extremist CM Punk has the upper hand in this match so far Bayli, what are your thoughts?" John said from his spot at the side of the elevator, filling his place on commentary.

"Well John," Bayli started as she kept her eyes on the match taking place. "I wouldn't count Carmen out just yet..I've had the opportunity to work with her on many occasions and I know how bad she wants those jeans back…When this girl is determined she won't give up"

Carmen threw a couple soft right punches into the side of Punks face as punk turned his head, grunting with pain at each punch that barely touched him, she wrapped her foot around the back of his ankle, tripping him and making him fall face down gently to the floor as Carmen sat in the middle of his back grabbing a handful of hair, pulling back on it softly.

"Off the hair" The referee stepped in, giving Carmen a warning. "Carmen off the hair..1..2..3.."Jeff started counting giving Carmen to the count of 5 to break the hair pull.

The dark haired diva broke the hold before Jeff was given the chance to count to five.

"Oh we've seen the dirty traits of this young lady already" John announced.

"We sure have John, this one likes to bend the rules at times she's one you have to keep a close eye one in a match as important as this."

Carmen stood up, turning around and grabbing one of Punk's legs, bending it back over his back, trapping him in a half Boston crab.

"Ahhh" Punk roared as he tried to claw his way to the wall of the elevator that would signify the ropes meaning Carmen would have to break the hold.

"She's going for the submission here John..That would defiantly get her a win but can Punk hold on or will he have to tap out."

"I think that's the question on everyone's mind here Bayli"

"Tap Punk..I've got this won" Carmen pretended to apply more pressure to the hold, hearing punk grunt louder as he pulled himself to the wall in fake agony.

"He's on the wall..He's on the wall..Carmen break the hold" Jeff immediately stepped in, pulling Carmen gently away from Punk.

Carmen turned to Jeff and started arguing with him.

"I knew he was on the wall you didn't have to drag me off him…I have till 5 remember..you're meant to count to 5 then I brea-" Carmen felt a hand on her stomach as she stumbled and fell backwards, Jeff quickly dropped to the floor and counted the three count signalling the end of the match.

"Punk won! Punk won" John yelled in amazement.

"How sneaky of him, winning with a roll up..I guess Carmen should have been paying more attention to the match rather than fighting to the referee"

"And your winner of the match" John started in a high pitched voice, trying to sound like Lillian "C…M PUNK!"

"Wooooo" Bayli screamed acting like an audience member.

CM Punk stood back up and held a hand out to Carmen, offering to help her up, Carmen took his hand and stood up with a look of disappointment in her eyes knowing she wouldn't be getting her jeans back.

"Alright Carmen you lost..You have to give Punk a lap dance" Bayli instantly revealed without any delay.

"What?" Carmen yelped with wide eyes "Lap dance…Punk…No way"

"Yes way..You lost…You left the decision up to me and that's my decision"

"But he's got that straight edge thing goin' on doesn't that mea-" Carmen tried to protest.

"Carmen no excuses, one lap dance aint gonna kill no one" Bayli assured her obviously winning that argument before it started.

"Bayli remind me to kill you when we get out of here, fine but I need music, Punk sit down, John phone, ringtone, music now." She ordered.

"Yes Ma'am" John playfully saluted and took his phone out of his pocket, searching through his ringtones while CM Punk dragged the thickest bag to the middle of the elevator sat down with a grin on his face. "No one can beat me..Not even you Carmen" He continued to press on to rub in the fact she had lost.

"Shut it or I might accidently on purpose step on your toe" She snapped back in a bitter tone.

John let one of his ringtones start playing, that being none other than his entrance theme music.

"John..Haven't you got something clubby?" Carmen complained.

"You ask that as if it's a question..Girl I've got everything on here" John changed the ringtone to a funky club disco remix and turned it up as loud as it would go.

"Don't even think about touching what you can't afford Punk" Carmen warned as she started to dance around Punk, moving her hips slowly, luring his eyes in, making him concentrate on the way she moved her body, she stopped in front of him and slowly turned around beginning to grind her hips into him closely, she seductively motioned for him to stand up.

"Go Carmen it's ya birthday" Bayli giggled from the side.

Punk stood up as he watched Carmen continue to dance, Carmen turned around with her back facing him, she stood in closely to him and slithered slowly down his body and back up again, running her hands down each side of his legs, being as seductive as she could.

"Wooo" John and Jeff bellowed in unison. "The girls got talent, looks like you've got some experience at this Carmen" John laughed.

"Alright, that's it," Carmen suddenly stopped, throwing her hands up into the air "I done it..I'm finished"

"Oh c'mon..Poor ickle Punkykins was enjoying himself"

"Bayli shut up! I did it. I'm finished and I didn't even get my freakin' jeans back" Carmen said annoyed.

"Here," Punk picked up the jeans and handed them back to Carmen "You earned them with that little dance number just then" He laughed.
"Now stop bitching Carmen"

"BAYLI! You try standing here in nothing but your lingerie and you'll be surprised at how much you complain" Carmen took the jeans from Punk and hurriedly put them on. "Thank you Punk, at least some people aren't as cold hearted" She sent a cold stare in Bayli's direction.

"Oh get over it, just because you suck at poker doesn't mean it's my fault" Bayli replied.

"Yeah but remember she makes up for that in lap dancing" John added.

Carmen sighed and sat back down, now with a pair of jeans on but still no top. "How long has it been now?"

CM Punk sat down next to her and looked at the watch in his wrist "It's only been an hour"

"Oh great…What are we going to do now for another 3 hours?"

"I've got an idea" Bayli grinned mischievously.

"You and your ever so fabulous ideas" Carmen replied with no enthusiasm at all. "Let's hear it then"

"Let's play Twister"

A/N: I got this chapter done quicker than I expected, I don't think I'm as happy with it as I'd planned but please review, like I said in my last chapter, it keeps me motivated, no reviews to me gives me the message that no one likes it and that I am wasting my time, therefore I lose interest. So please R&R it would mean a lot to me.