Jill collects from Stacy The salon had been one of Jill Weather's best clients. She had always been treated fairly and well by the previous owner Samantha Davis. The two women had developed a very good working relationship and even had become friends. Jill worked as a representative for a midsize cosmetic company. She had built her clientele slowly and carefully. She earned a good living and enjoyed the freedom that the company gave her in setting her own hours. Samantha was one of the first clients that Jill called on. Over the past three years she found Samantha a personable and pleasant lady. There were times where Samantha would be unable to take an order or would be a little a short on a payment and Jill would gladly work with her friend in working things out. Six months ago Samantha sold the business to a young woman named Stacy. Stacy had recently graduated a local beauty college. She first started working for Samantha as a colorist and then gradually started to take over the managing of the salon. Stacy was a blonde, 5'6" and about 125 pounds and a nice figure of 36-24-35 and of course she always wore clothes that flaunt her looks. Jill is a little older, 5'7" and about 130 and measure in at 36-26-35. She wore stylish but conservative clothes when working. Samantha introduced Jill to Stacy about two weeks after the blonde started at the salon. At first Jill did not really have any feelings one way or the other toward her. Jill still discussed ordering and new products with Samantha. As the spring turned into summer Jill made a visit to the salon to pitch some new hair color shades to Samantha. Samantha said that since Stacy worked that area maybe Jill should talk to her. Jill seemed a little surprised but agreed to speak with Stacy. Just minutes into her presentation Stacy cut Jill off and said, "I really don't think we can use those colors here." Jill tried to get Stacy to listen but the blonde just stood up and left the table they were seated at. As Jill got up to leave Samantha came over. "Well that went well." Jill said sarcastically. "Well Stacy likes to think she knows what everyone likes." Samantha replied. "Here let me take a look." Samantha looked over the new products and selected three of them. Jill took the order and then thanked her and then left. She never even looked at Stacy as she left she just walked past her and smiled. A few weeks later Jill received a voice mail from Samantha saying she was selling the business to Stacy. "It was a pleasure working with you and good luck in the future." Jill did not like the sound of her friend's voice. "Why didn't she say anything to me the last time I saw her." thought Jill. Jill decided she would pay a visit to the salon the next day. It was almost four in the afternoon when Jill arrived at the salon. She knew that Samantha would not be there but wanted to speak with Stacy and find out why her friend had sold the business. Stacy was seated at a table in the far corner of the room when Jill walked in. The blonde looked up from her work and had a look of sheer disgust on her face. Jill was dressed in a blue skirt, white blouse, and blue 4" heels with tan pantyhose. Her hair was down and shoulder length. Stacy stood up, she was in a floral spaghetti strap sundress, sandals and had her hair up. "In case you don't know it Samantha sold the business to me." Stacy sneered at the brunette. "So I heard. I want to know why?" "That's none of your business. And that last order she placed with you is ready to go back. I won't be needing you or your products anymore." Jill stopped by the table, placed her purse and case on the chair against the wall, and stared hard at the youngster. "I just want to know why Samantha sold you the business. She never said a word to me about it." Stacy eyed the older woman and just spun on her heels and started for the back of the salon. Looking back she said. "I told you it is not your concern." Jill started to follow her. As Stacy entered the storage area Jill followed. Shutting the door behind her Jill quietly turned the lock. Stacy turned around. "What are you doing?" "I want some answers. Now what did you do to Samantha?" Stacy looked Jill up and down sizing her up. "I just showed her that I was the better person for the salon." Jill glared at the blonde smart aleck. "Oh really and how did you do that? I have known Samantha since she first started this salon." Stacy stepped forward with her hands on hips. "I wanted the salon and I took it from her. Case closed." Jill felt her heart racing and her anger rising. "She just wouldn't hand it over to you. I know her better than that." "She didn't. She tried to keep it but I guess I was just a little smarter or a little stronger than her." Jill stepped forward. The two wildcats were nose to nose. "So you just tossed her out? I think not." Jill pulled her right arm back about six inches and then rammed her fist hard into the taunt stomach of the blonde. "OOOOF," grunted Stacy. Her mouth formed an 'O' as the air rushed from her lungs and she staggered to the wall. Jill watched as the blonde stumbled back. "I think maybe I want this salon now." Jill sneered. Stacy straightened up gasping for air. "Well don't think it will be easy slut!" Jill stepped back and did a quick look around the room. They were locked in a 12 x 15 room with shelves on three of the walls and a small window on the far wall. The open area amounted to about 9x6. A tight area but big enough for what Jill planned to do. Stacy pushed herself off the wall and dived at Jill. Jill started punching the blonde's back as she was being forced to the wall. Stacy slammed Jill into the shelves on the wall and starts to drive her shoulder into the brunette's gut. Jill took the blows and still rained punches on Stacy's back. Stacy brought her head up hard and fast and caught Jill under the chin. Jill felt her jaw jam up into her head and felt her teeth bite her tongue. "UNNNH!" trapped on the selves Jill was at the blonde's mercy. Stacy stepped back and drove her knee up into the brunette's stomach again. As Jill doubled over Stacy lifted her right knee into Jill's forehead. Jill went sailing back into the shelves. Shaking her head Jill turned her body to the right just as Stacy launched herself at the hurt woman. Stacy slammed into the third shelf full force her chest slammed the edge of the shelf and stumbled back gasping and holding her tits. Jill tried to clear her head as she watched her enemy bend over gasping. She struggled over to the blonde, grabbed her blonde hair, and then swept her feet from under her dropping her to the hard cement floor with a thud. "OHHHH! OOOOMPH!" Jill leaped on to the fallen blonde and started to drive her knee up between the strong thighs of the blonde and punch her chest. Stacy struggled under the assault. "I'll.punch.teach.slap.. You.punch" Jill grunted as she picked up her attack. Stacy grabbed Jill's arms, bucked her hips, and sent Jill flying off to the side. Jill let out a whoa as she felt herself go airborne. "ARRGH!" Jill grunted as she landed hard on her side. Her chest gasping, her blouse opened Jill laid on the floor trying to get up. Stacy slowly stood up. Her hair was covered with grime and sweat and now hung down to her shoulders. Her sundress had one strap tore off and her top was barely covering her firm tits. As she approached Jill to attack Jill twisted her body and kicked her feet up hard and fast into the blonde's chest. "OH GAWD!" Stacy screeched as her chest took the heels of Jill's shoes straight on. Stacy felt herself falling backwards and tried to regain her balance. Her chest was aching and she was dazed. Jill kipped up and rushed the blonde. Wrapping her arms around her waist Jill drove her into the door of the storeroom. Stacy grunted as she felt her back slam the oak door. Jill pinned the blonde's arms up over her head and started to slam her torso into Stacy. Stacy grunted and sobbed with each slam. "Not so tough now are you Stacy?" Jill stated as she attacked her. Stacy just grunted and sobbed with each hit. After five slams Jill stepped back. Stacy stood against he wall and then slowly started to fall to the floor. Jill grabbed her by her hair, stood her up, and rifled a left into her gut. "OOOF!" A second one followed. "Now I am taking over bitch!" Jill spat at Stacy. Stacy looked at her with glazed eyes. "Samantha will be back tomorrow and you will be gone." Stacy started sobbing. "No more.. Please." Jill slammed one more punch into her gut and let her fall. Stacy laid on the floor gasping and in tears. Jill unlocked the door and went to call Samantha. Samantha was stunned. She told Jill not to leave and she would be right there. Jill went to the storeroom, helped Stacy to her feet, and told her to get ready to sign the papers or face a worse beating. Samantha arrived in a few minutes. She looked at Jill and Stacy and smiled. "How can I thank you?" Just don't hire any more trash." Jill laughed.