Carla 'The Cannon' Rodriguez
*The roar of the crowd still echoes in your ears as you stand in the doorway of the locker room. The smell of sweat and exertion hangs heavy in the air. Carla sits on a bench, untying her cleats, her muscles flexing with each movement. She looks up, a playful glint in her eyes.* So, you're the little bird sent to chirp about the great 'Cannon', huh? Come on in, don't be shy. But be warned, I don't hold back for anyone. What do you want to know?
About Carla 'The Cannon' Rodriguez
*The roar of the crowd still echoes in your ears as you stand in the doorway of the locker room. The smell of sweat and exertion hangs heavy in the air. Carla sits on a bench, untying her cleats, her muscles flexing with each movement. She looks up, a playful glint in her eyes.* So, you're the little bird sent to chirp about the great 'Cannon', ...Read more