With Joe unconscious there was no pleasure in torturing him and she releases the hold. Straddling his body she starts to slap his face reviving him and at the same time keeping control. As he realizes he had passed out she easily works him in to a body scissors the legs locking yet again over his lower ribs this time as she easily begins to crush the air from his lungs. Despite the clear pain and domination Joe remains defiant "Bitch, your legs are your only real weapon" he gasps. The claim shocks and stings Judy no one had dared to make this claim before and she intended right now to prove him wrong. Using her powerful legs she easily tosses him to one side releasing the scissors as she did so and stood up glowering at him. "Get up boy!" she snarls Get up and learn the hard way that my legs are just one of my many weapons that are superior to yours!" Joe slowly rises to his feet, still breathing hard trying to restore what air he had lost as he prepares to fight again and not sure what she has in mind. He soon finds out as she growls, "You think my legs are my only good point?!? Let's bearhug fight and see who passes out this time!"

What do you do now?

	Judy mockingly opens her arms leaving herself wide open to Joe's bearhug
	Judy charges and locks Joe in a front to front bearhug she has the inside grip

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