Trying a New Style
The off-season was in full swing for Charlie's Custard by now, given Axeford was in its second month of winter. In that time, Yes focused more on his boxing skills: honing them, improving them, and seeing what tournaments or matches he could catch or participate in. His black, blue-tipped hair swayed with his quick movements as he focused on the reflex bag: bobbing, weaving, and occasionally throwing quick punches to keep the small bag flinging about. The G-shep kept this up until the timer went off. His sweat made his short, black and white fur slick, and he had long removed his shirt, which showed off his thin, yet athletic-looking body; not that a few of the other patrons minded seeing a young pup show off his fit body. He grabbed for his shirt that lay in a heap near his bag to dry off his fur somewhat after taking one of his blue gloves off. He took a swig of water and casually looked around the gym, not really looking for anything or anyone in particular. However, something caught his eye, but he heard the timer signal the next round was about to start. He shook his head to get focused again, put his water bottle down, gloved up, and began another round with the reflex bag. [i]"Could've sworn I saw someone familiar just now..."[i] He thought as he began to bob and weave like before, though it didn't take long for him to get back into his training mindset. Meanwhile, near the wall of heavy bags, a large, older tiger was smacking one of them like it owed her money. Her gray, green-striped fur was also slicked with sweat, and her orange bra had some noticeable sweat stains. Callused fists, shins, knees, and elbows pounded the bag, making it swing and jolt on its short chain with ease. One would think she looked more male, due to her wide shoulders and bulky frame, until one would see her bosom barely contained by the sports bra, and her black and orange shorts barely contained her wide hips and strong ass. Her stripy tiger tail thrashed about as she threw combo after combo of various strikes endlessly until the round timer went off again. She wiped the sweat out of her fur with a small towel in her nearby bag when she noticed the younger canine. "I'll be damned..." She muttered to herself as she de-gloved and zipped up her duffle bag. Grabbing her belongings, she approached the young pup, who was also packing up as well. "Wasn't expecting to see [i]you[/i] here, kid," she greeted. Yes' ears perked up and his head darted towards her voice. "Hey Rickie! Surprised to see you here too!" She shrugged. "Well, this [i]is[/i] where I usually train at, haha. Didn't know we came to the same place." "Yeah! I come here a lot when work is in its off-season. Get some training in and pass the time, you know?" Rickie nodded. "Sure, sure. You got some nice reflexes, I've noticed." The G-shep felt a little flustered at the compliment. "Thanks, Rickie. They still need work, I'll admit, but I'm getting there!" "I'm sure you will, bud. Pretty soon you'll be as quick as me!" She beamed. He chuckled. "Thanks." She giggled at how flustered the young pup was and petted his head, to which Yes' tongue lolled out and his tail wagged excitedly as he stifled a playful bark. She shook off the bit of his sweat from her paw. "Hey, I gotta get going here. If you wanna hang out or something, you know how to reach me, alright?" "Okay, Rickie! Good to see ya though!" "Yeah! Good to see you too!" She waved and left to go change in the locker room. [i]"Gods he's cute when gets all puppy like that!"[/i] [center]* * *[/center] Not too long after Rickie left the gym, Yes messaged her as she drove home, though she wouldn't respond until she got to her destination. [i][3:32 PM]: Hey pretty kitty! Wyd tonight? ^^ [3:55 PM]: Not sure yet. Just got home and I smell like butt, haha XD [4:02 PM]: Sounds like a shower is in order then :3 [4:02 PM]: Yep, lol [4:02 PM]: But yeah, you wanted to do something later? [4:03 PM]: Was thinking we could spar for a bit? 🥺👉👈 [4:03 PM]: 😏 [4:03 PM]: Sure~ [4:03 PM]: Just need to do some stuff and we can plan something~ [4:04 PM]: Ok! 💙 [4:04 PM]: 💚[/i] She let her head fall back against the couch as she let out a sigh. "So glad I do this instead of competing..." As she went about her usual after-gym routine of showering, protein shake, and having leftovers for dinner, she planned this little "date night" with Yes. Figuring she'd have to get a motel room for tonight, she was about to look up the usual place when she saw a message notification pop up from the pup. [i][5:36 PM]: Hey, um, if it's not too much trouble...can we spar at your place instead of a hotel this time? ^^; [5:37 PM]: Figured since this is a last-minute thing, lol[/i] She thought about the proposition. She did have some mats set up in the basement, but those were more for workouts and not sparring. As she thought about the offer, another message popped up from Yes. [i][5:38 PM]: I was also thinking of giving wrestling a try :3 [5:38 PM]: You sure? It's a different animal compared to boxing. [5:38 PM]: I'm sure! ^^ [5:38 PM]: And, uh...can we do this on your bed instead of on mats? 🥺[/i] Immediately, Rickie became flustered at the idea. Not too many wanted to do any sort of bed wrestling or boxing, let alone on [i]her[/i] bed. At least it was queen sized and decorated for such an occasion, even if the practicality wasn't all there. Her toe beans curled at such an intimate request as she typed her reply. [i][5:40 PM]: Get your cute ass over here, puppy![/i] [center]* * *[/center] Yes arrived about an hour later, appearing freshly cleaned, duffle bag in paw. When Rickie opened the door for him, she appeared freshly cleaned as well, though decided to greet him in nothing but a pair of black boyshorts and a black sport's bra that barely compressed her boobs, showing off that thick, beefy body of hers for him and accenting her naval piercing. "Glad you made it safe, cutie~" She cooed as she stepped aside to let the pup in. "Hey kitty~" He replied as he entered, setting his bag down to embrace the buff tiger. He nearly forgot how much taller he was compared to her, though not by much. He could already feel her strong grip squeezing his ribcage a little, unaware she wasn't even trying to do so. They embraced for a moment and then let go, looking into each other's eyes as if they were lovers. "Hehe, so, uh, we go right to the bedroom?" Rickie chuckled. "Yeah!" Yes replied, his ears perking up and tail wagging excitedly. "Com'on then!" She said excitedly, waving an arm for him to follow. The walk to the master bedroom was short and they didn't have to go up any stairs, but at least the G-shep got a nice show of the tiger's fat ass in her underwear. But what intimidated him more was her powerful-looking legs and back muscles. He could already feel himself poking out of the sheath from the view alone. It was a familiar sight, sure, but a lovely one nonetheless. Before he even stepped foot into the bedroom, the first thing Yes saw just before going through the doorway was the main feature: a queen-sized bed pushed against the middle of the back wall. There were red and blue, silky, satin sheets and pillow cases instead of the common cotton. While this may seem like a typical four-poster bed, any pillows were stacked against each corner post, with three sets of red and black springy rope commonly found on wrestling or boxing rings connecting the posts. The bed itself was even raised somewhat and had two sets of stairs for entering and exiting it. Yes just barely noticed the rest of the bedroom was decorated similarly to match the theme, but he was too focused on what he saw in front of him. "Y-You...you have one of these?" He asked in shock. "Mmhmm," Rickie replied. "Just barely got the sheets and cases put on before you got here, haha." "Wait! So you [i]sleep[/i] in this bed too!?" "Yep! Just not with the satin sheets of course. Took some getting used to with the ropes but it's...oddly comforting with that boundary there." He nodded. "Makes sense to me, I suppose." "Yeah...so!" Rickie clapped her meaty paw on his smaller, but firm rump. "Strip down to your undies and I'll see if I can't learn ya some rasslin'!" Yes couldn't help but let out a bark in excitement, tail wagging viciously as he went flush. He did as she instructed, taking off his shirt and slipping off his shorts. Of course, he chose to wear his favorite pair of light blue trunks that showed off his slowly growing bulge and fit rump nicely; they looked similar to Rickie's undies too, he realized. Similar to the last time they had a little private match, the young canine first arrived wearing his usual gym fit. Unlike last time, however, neither of them will be wearing anything beyond their undies. No wraps. No gloves. No special gear. No uniforms. Just a young twunk colliding with a beefy tiger woman on the bed...What's the worst that can happen? Rickie let out a chuff at the sight of the young canine. "Gods you're cute," she teased as she stepped through the cartoonishly large ropes, making sure Yes got a nice view of her ass as she did so. She slid over to one end of the ring bed, remaining on her knees, and beckoned for Yes to join her. "Come 'ere puppy~?" The G-shep's white fur markings on his face felt like they turned beet-red the moment he saw her large tiger ass firmly encased in those black panties, as if they were highlighting it against her grey and green fur. He hastily adjusted his tight trunks to poorly hide his aching bulge, then awkwardly tried to enter the ring bed in a similar manner as the tiger. Upon entering the ring bed, he thought about standing up but quickly changed his mind. It may look like a fighting ring, albeit a bit exaggerated with the ropes and posts, but it most likely doesn't have the same support as one. He slid over to the opposite end of Rickie and waited on his paws and knees, as if mimicking a feral canine. (Like a good puppy). He blushed hard but his bushy tail gently swayed back and forth behind him as he listened intently to his Coach for the evening. "Alrighty! So..." Rickie began, sliding her paws over her thighs and knees. "I'll admit even [i]I'm[/i] not the best when it comes to wrestling, at least not the flashy 'pro' variety. But I know enough I could show you some basic stuff." "That's alright, Coach!" Yes replied excitedly. She giggled and felt herself blush a little as well. "Thank you, pup." She let out a breath before continuing. "So, to put simply, with wrestling specifically, the goal is to pin your opponent's shoulders to the mat. In pro wrestling, it's for a count of three. In freestyle or Greco-Roman, it's as soon as both shoulders touch the mat. We'll just do a three count because that's what I'm familiar with, and it can give whoever's pinned a chance to break out. With me so far?" Yes nodded vigorously as his whole body felt like it wanted to jump out at his Coach and try to pin her down right now. But he waited until she finished explaining, even if he did feel a bit antsy. She smiled and continued. "In other styles of grappling, like BJJ, Judo, SAMBO, stuff like that, you generally win by trying to immobilize your opponent with chokes, holds, or joint locks. Many of those can be...fairly tricky to learn; even I don't know many techniques." Yes nodded vigorously again, still impatient to start wrestling. He felt his cock poking out of its sheath in his underwear, be it from his general anticipation of what's about to go down, or seeing a tiger woman who's just big enough to squash him into the mattress without breaking a sweat. Rickie giggled at his anticipating excitement, then continued her lecture. "Typically, in those styles, you win a match with a submission or if your opponent taps out...basically meaning your opponent gives up and can't outmatch you. Since this is more a tutorial for ya, we'll use that as a safety precaution. Sound good?" "Sure! We can do that too, Coach!" Yes replied, wagging excitedly and itching to throw down already. "Okay. Okay, puppy," she giggled. "Get in whatever starting position you're comfortable with and don't start 'til I say 'Go.'" Yes nodded, still wagging his black tail excitedly. He decided to remain on his knees but straightened out his back, showing off his white chest and belly fur and strong, bare torso. He tried to give his Coach an intimidating smirk, but his blush and semi-hard erection betrayed him. Meanwhile, he noticed his Coach switching up her stance a bit, opting to have her left leg positioned out and to the side as she switched to one knee. The site of those strong, powerful tiger thighs opened for him to see, only to be accented by her boyshorts, didn't help Yes' "excitement" problem. He thought about losing on purpose just to see if she'll wrap those thick muscles around his tiny head, neck, or torso. But like with everything he wants to learn more of, he wanted to [i]actually[/i] learn about grappling techniques and had to suppress those horny jobber thoughts...for now. "Ready?" Rickie asked, making him snap back to reality. He nodded again, getting his arms and paws up in what he figured was a grappling-type stance with them, and let out a breath. Rickie smirked at the young pup, clearly ready to pounce as soon as she said, "Go!" And pounced she did, lunging herself forward and wrapping an arm around her student's neck in a headlock. Yes could barely hold onto her as his head rushed forward into the mattress, then his Coach's heavy weight was on his back. Desperate, he went to push upward against her, as that was the first thing he thought of doing. But one of his arms got yanked out from under him, and his head was pushed down by her strength as he felt some painful tension in his neck. "So, this is what's called a half Nelson," Rickie said, securing the pup with her arms. She had already removed herself off of him though kept his head and arms secured. It's not like Yes was going anywhere anytime soon. "Pretty simple and effective to subdue your opponent, though not exactly the best at scoring a submission." Yes struggled under her, even trying to brute force his way out as he tried to take in her teaching. Nothing seemed to work. Rickie grinned, stifling a chuckle at his attempt to get out of this. "It gives someone in my position a chance to figure out how to..." Before he could register anything, Rickie quickly slipped her arms out from the hold and mounted herself right on the small of his back, shoving him all the way down on the satin mattress. "...do something like that." She got off him to show a little mercy, getting right back into the stance she was in before. "Damn...forgot how quick you are, Coach," he groaned, holding his back for a moment. With well over 200lbs. of tiger beef crushing your spine, it isn't exactly therapeutic. She shrugged. "I'm a cat. What did you expect? Now get back into position, puppy." He blushed and got on his knees just like before, though realized how vulnerable he felt in that position. Analyzing how Rickie did her stance, and trying to not get distracted by the womanly beefcake in front of him, he attempted to mimic her. It felt similar to his usual boxing stance: lead foot for stability, rear foot for power and positioning. "Interesting..." He murmured. "Something wrong?" "No, it's just...this position feels familiar. Know what I mean?" Rickie smiled. "You'd be surprised how many techniques translate fluidly between, not only martial arts, but many sports in general." "Huh...makes sense though!" Yes wagged and got his paws up, ready to grapple with his Coach for real this time. He knew damn well his slightly stiff bulge in his undies never went down, and his Coach could see it clear as day. Though he wondered if she was feeling any arousal from both seeing his young and toned body, accented by his white ventral fur, and fantasizing how she'll dominate him in what's meant to be a training session. Rickie got her paws up as well, cocky cat smirk on her face. "Ready?" He nodded as he tried to focus on the match, trying to keep any horny thoughts at bay. "Go." Unlike before, Rickie didn't go after him immediately, though she clearly kept her focus. Yes wasn't sure what her plan was, nor did he have a plan either. He analyzed the situation as best as he could, finding weak points, ways to take her down, ways she could take him down...it was all beginning to click. [i]"Guess this isn't too dissimilar to boxing after all."[/i] A plan quickly formed in his head as they had this stalemate. He went to juke around his Coach but his lead leg was caught as he was yanked down once again. He tried to quickly recover, but a pair of beefy tiger arms wrapped around his neck, and a pair of large tiger tits pressed against the top of his head. He struggled to position his feet for leverage to push up against his Coach, but the choke began cutting off air and blood circulation rather quickly. It felt like his head was swelling up. In a panic, he tapped a paw against one of her arms, signaling for her to immediately let go. She gave him a moment to recover and made sure he was okay. "Goddamn...that was kinda scary, heh," Yes said as he breathed in deep. "That's why we tap out," she replied. "Sorry if I was a bit...much with that, by the way," she apologized as she gingerly rubbed her neck. He blushed, even though she was trying to apologize. "I've had worse, Coach. Besides...I-I like having those big arms around me~" Upon hearing this, an idea formed in her head. A horny, devious idea. That cocky cat grin of hers came right back as she looked at the young pup, then down at what's been tenting in his undies this whole time. "Get on your knees and I'll do the same, puppy." The young pup complied and got his arms up, ready to go as his Coach did the same. "Alright, so this is more a pro wrestling thing, but I'll show you what's called a collar-and-elbow tie-up. It's honestly more for show and generally at the start of a match, but I think it'll help you learn a crucial lesson with grappling." She then shuffled forward and waved her paw for Yes to come closer as well. When they were close enough to each other, Rickie asked him to mirror her paws' positions: one behind the neck, and the other wrapped around the elbow. "Okay...try shoving against me..." Yes nodded and gritted his teeth, pushing against the tiger with all his might. Rickie purposefully let him gain some ground as he pushed her to the side or straight back in the tie-up, though she wasn't going to suddenly turn into his personal grappling dummy. He pushed and pushed as he exhausted himself trying to take down his larger Coach to no avail. Even if it was clear he was tiring himself out much too quickly, she smiled at him. "Decent, but you're putting too much effort into it," she said as she started pushing back in the tie-up. She knew she could easily overpower him, but she chose to hold back for now. "God damn, you're strong..." Yes panted, struggling to resist her. He felt his face get hot, but he wasn't sure if it was from excitement or exhaustion. "Try pushing with your legs, not your arms," she advised. "Just like in boxing, a lot of your power comes from those." With a growl, Yes lifted one of his legs and pushed up against her. Though seemingly all at once, Rickie purposefully let Yes get as much ground as he wanted and he ended up shoving her all the way back. "Oof!" "Gotcha now!" She then wrapped her strong arms around his torso as he fell on top of her, getting her legs around his waist in a triangle lock. She also totally didn't feel Yes' hard bulge rubbing against her pussy during this, nope. "Mmmff...shit..." Yes did the only thing he could think of and tried to brute force his way out, which didn't work, since he couldn't use any of his limbs effectively. Still, he didn't mind being so close and trapped by his Coach while both of them were feeling rather frisky. She giggled at his struggle. "Yeah, you're not forcing yourself outta this one, bud. Grappling isn't exactly linear, and you can get out of most holds with the right technique." "But what if I don't want to get out of a hold," he teased, looking into his Coach's eyes lovingly. She snickered. "In a real match or spar, you'd want to." "Right, right...hehe..." "You want out? I can guide you out, but I ain't gonna make it easy for ya." He nodded, blushing deeply. He so wanted to kiss her right now but figured it was best to save that for later. Rickie seemed to be using little to no effort keeping him where he was. He wondered if she was gonna loosen up, or if she's just [i]that[/i] good at this stuff. Probably the latter. She adjusted her paws so they were around the back of his head, pinning it downward into her chest. "So...Your legs are still able to move, Yes?" "Mmhmm..." He hadn't realized it until now, but he had a bit of trouble breathing well enough in this position. Now he wasn't sure if the head rush he was getting was from this training session or suddenly getting his muzzle pinned between his Coach's musky cleavage. He also hadn't noticed his legs and arms were still free until she mentioned it. "Use one of your knees and push in and up against my butt, like a wedge. You'll have to think quick when you do--ope!" Rickie had to admit, the pup learns fast. She hadn't noticed he already followed what she instructed and didn't register to give him some resistance. Before she knew it, Yes had already wedged himself out and swung his legs and lower half to the side to get out of her reach. "Shit, you learn quick! Alright, smart guy, let's see you get your head out." He tried a similar technique with his paws as he used them to pry those strong tiger arms apart. His heavy, exhausted breaths blowing right into her cleavage didn't help Rickie keep her head in the game. She almost wanted to let him out, strip, and fuck his brains out, right then and there. Almost. "Find that weak point, pup..." She encouraged, barely giving one iota of mercy. She did admit, Yes was doing good at figuring out where that weak point was. He growled, frustrated, and huffed, though all of it was muffled by those large tiger breasts he was pinned against. He then threw his fists against the silky bed as if he was trying not to just start punching his Coach. "You can tap out anytime, pup. No need to get frustrated here." Despite the encouragement, she felt Yes' frustrated growling rumble against her chest. Rickie was half-tempted to let him go without a tapout, but if he can get himself out of a simple body triangle, he can get himself out of this face smother. Rickie laid her head back against the silky bedding, effortlessly keeping her student locked in against her chest. He squirmed side to side, tried yanking himself out, his best attempts were trying to wedge a paw between his head and her arms...of course, he was also trying to push against dense tiger muscle with a small part of his body. There were a few times Yes swung his legs as if he was trying to pivot both of them against the silky sheets; she had to admit, for his small size, he did manage to slide her a little doing that. As she laid there, her student's head locked firmly between her breasts, Rickie was about to let her mind wander when she felt something else wander and brushed against her boyshorts. "H-Hey!" She jeered, snapping her thighs shut to trap Yes' wandering paw between them. "You cheater!" Yes managed to grin, though he wasn't sure if his Coach saw. Even if those thick thighs were basically cutting off circulation to his paw, he could still play with her pussy hiding in those undies. He tried to tease his Coach as much as he could until his shoulder felt like it was going to pop, then he tapped with his free paw. Rickie immediately released him in response, but was getting flustered as well now. Yes rubbed his shoulder, moving his arm to make sure things were still connected in there. "Goddamn you're strong~" "Sorry..." She apologized, rolling herself on her side. "You, um, you okay there, pup?" "Yeah, I'll be okay I think." He let out a soft "Ooo..." as he nursed his shoulder. "You're young. You heal faster than me, haha," she remarked. "Ha! I ain't gonna let a little soreness keep me from trying to get out of your holds!" Yes snarked back. "Ooooo, cocky now, are we? I like that~" Rickie adjusted her posture as if she was trying to model herself off for him. "Yeah? And?" He asked, keeping that cocky attitude up. "How 'bout next roll we make things a bit more...interesting? Hmm?" Yes' brow raised a bit as the tent in his trunks raised more. "What do you mean?" Without hesitation, Rickie tugged down on the waistband of her boyshorts. "We do this naked?" She teased, noticing the pup's deep blush and enthusiastic grin. Both of them stripped and tossed their undergarments aside without a care where they landed. This time, it's for real! They both started on their knees like last time and went at it. Yes tried to shove the big tiger down by her shoulders, though he didn't know she was purposefully giving a bit to him. Thinking he finally had her this time, it wasn't before long until his head ended up under her armpit, then have his body sandwiched between her body and the silky mattress. He could still breathe a little, sure, but all he was taking in was the scent of his Coach's musk, and the smell of their bodies on the silky sheets from their "match." Rickie kept him pinned under her in the headlock. She noticed he didn't squirm quite as much as before and began to worry. "It's okay to tap out, bud. Though I'm sure you're enjoying the smell under there~" All he did was give a muffled whine in response. Rickie wasn't sure if that was a subby bitch whine, or if Yes was actually struggling to breath. However, his cock was still out and nearly fully erect. And her pussy had a mighty need for some servicing. In seemingly one, fluid motion, Rickie rolled Yes on his back, let go of his neck, and quickly pinned his shoulders down while sitting on his stomach. She then began the countdown, smiling and leaning close to his ear. "1..." Yes whined again, struggling to lift the big tiger with his abs to no avail. "2..." She purposefully went slow with the count, both to give Yes a fair chance to break the pin and to tease him. But all he did was whine, this time trying to lift her with his shoulders instead. "3..." With the final count, she kissed him on the muzzle. "I win~" She teased as her stripy tail gently swayed behind her. "And now for my reward~" "W-What are you gonna do to me now, Coach?" Yes whined as he blushed. "Oh, I think you know, puppy~" Rickie released his shoulders and rotated herself so they were in a 69 position. She slowly pressed her leaky pussy over his muzzle, wrapping his head between her thick legs in a head scissor. His hot breath against her bits tickled her just right, and he seemed to have gotten the message when she felt that wide dog tongue lap away at her juices. And with that bright, red rocket of his hard and ready right in front of her, emanating the young pup's musk, it was only fair for her to reward him for being such a good student. As she sucked him off and he at her out, Yes was about to climax but struggled to hold in it. Even if he was being crushed by his Coach, trapped in the 69, the pup still had some fight left in him. Hoping Rickie was too engrossed in sucking him off, Yes quickly trapped her head between his legs as revenge. However, this turned her on even more and she worked his cock more, reaching an arm around his legs to massage his fuzzy balls. They went at this for a good while. Yes bucking upward as much as he was able to while Rickie dug her pussy against his muzzle, grinding into it. All he could breath in was her horny heat, and all he could taste was the seemingly endless flood of her wetness. Pretty soon, Yes couldn't hold it much longer at this point. His knot popped out of his sheath as he thrusted up as much as he could with his Coach on top, pushing her head down with his legs. As he shot a couple wads of cum in her maw, he was surprised she didn't gag or choke on any of it. He nearly forgot how much of a pro she is at this stuff! After that intense "round," Yes' legs slowly relaxed and released her, though her legs were still around his head. With one, long slurp to make sure she got it all, Rickie popped off his cock. She loosened her legs and popped her soaked pussy from the pup's muzzle, rolling on her back next to him. "Whew..." She sighed, feeling her heart race and licking her lips. "I needed that." Yes just laid there, stunned, panting, and leaking the last bit of cum from his cock. "God damn..." He murmured. He licked and wiped away any of Rickie's pussy juice from his muzzle, at least what hasn't dried up yet. She giggled and rolled on her knees. She smiled down on him and scritched between his ears. "You gonna be okay, pup?" "Oh yeah! Just...fuck that was intense..." He said, breathlessly. She smiled and gave him more pets between his ears, then a bit along his chest and tummy. "Well, let me know when you wanna take a shower, alright?" He nodded and let himself relax a bit, basking in the afterglow and enjoying all the pets. His tail wagged vigorously as much as it could in this moment as his tongue lolled out of his maw. His eyes began to close but shot open when Rickie pecked him on the muzzle. He flicked his tongue back in his maw and they kissed again, this time more deep and passionately. This was one session he'll remember forever, just like the last one they had back at the hotel...even if she did get a bit rough with him. As he basked in the attention Rickie gave him, he hoped to tussle with the tiger a third time some day.