Giada stared at Cap as they stepped into the ring. He was wearing his trousers and a white undershirt and was barefoot. She looked at his feet and whistled, “gee Cap. You’ve got big feet. Seems like the stories are true.”
He crudely grabbed his crotch, “damn right they are.”
She waved at him boldly, “no, no. I heard your ego is so big it makes your head heavy and it if weren’t for your huge feet you’d fall over. You just proved my point though. Your ego is out of this world.” She heard her father snicker behind them and winked over her shoulder at him. She shrugged out of her leather jacket and then without breaking eye contact, undid the buttons on her blouse.
“You’re going to fight me topless?” he lifted his eyebrow cockily. “It’s not going to distract me much. I’m more of an ass guy.
