Fifteen Years later and I still think about her all the time




This Monday marks the 15 year anniversary that engrained in my head a new way
of thinking and respecting female fighters and athletes! It also made me the
man I am today in many ways. Most of it good, I think.

Let's get started. First, I will not be using my name or the name of the woman
I will be discussing. I will refer to her as "the woman" or "my boss". The
reasons are, first, I am a married father of 3 and I do not need anyone
knowing these details since anyone who knows me would be mortified and blown
away if they knew, what everyone here will soon know, and two, I have not
spoken to this woman in 11 years, minus seeing her briefly when her mother
passed away last year,and I know enough not to get her angry or interfere in
her life. Additionally, she is a married woman and mother and deserves her own
privacy.

Why am I writing in the first place? Well, the one other person who knows me
from this part of my life is her former husband and he and I do communicate a
little and he told me about her website so I checked it out. Thankfully, there
are no pictures or videos of me!!!!! However, I have spent the better part of
Four days perusing it and all I can say, she always was incredible, in so many
ways, but seeing and reading everything I have I just feel compelled to verify
and expand on some of those things. I am sure some of you know with whom I
speak and write on her Wall, like I did. She is also on tumblr sites and a few
other places according to her website. I did not check myself as there is only
so much time I can devote to this.

From the beginning. I skipped two grades, I went from 4th grade to 6th grade
in a "gifted" program and I completed college in 3 years. I completed Law
School in the usual 3 year period. That does not mean anything, just wanted to
explain a little about me. Some other non-threatening details about me
include: not born or raised in NY area although that is where I met her and
did live there for quite some time, I am an average guy in many ways, not very
athletic nor do I follow sports per se except I do participate in the office
pools, more of a nerd I would say and before I met her I was naā¯ve. I was a
first year associate in a dynamic Law Firm, nervous as all get out since I was
only 22 years old because I skipped those grades, plus I look young to begin
with so I was concerned that nobody would take me seriously, despite being in
the top 10% of my class. I was doing what the other associates were doing,
which was working 100 hours a week and being at the beckon call, 7-days a
week, to the more experienced attorney's. I was having fun in NY and with New
Yorkers who were as fast talking and fast paced as I heard and all the first
year people got along, complained to each other, went out for dinner when we
could. Plus it was nice to be making money for a change and they paid us
really well.

Everyone and I mean everyone, the women too, knew of this "super hot"
Entertainment Lawyer who had this gigantic office. I saw her several times and
her beauty was striking even though she never said a word to me. Every single
time I saw her there were 2-3-4 people following close behind as she moved
fast through the hallways. When she walked by me it was like a wooshh of wind
and determined focused speed walking with her little followers in tow. I mean
really fast. This one particular week I was rotating through her department so
I had the pleasure of seeing her at our Monday AM meetings and throughout the
day. One late afternoon she summoned me into her office and told me to sit
down and she was asking me questions about my background to determine if she
would "keep me" or would I simply go to the next department. I found her
Israeli accent lovely and interesting not to mention it was the first time I
met anyone from Israel and I had a limited number of Jewish people I ever met
coming from where I did and like I said she was spectacular to look at. She
asked me rifle fast questions and expected my answers to be as fast and I
tried my hardest even though I prefer to think about my answers. When I asked
her a question or two about herself she ignored me and kept asking away. After
about 20 minutes of this interrogation she stood up, all 5'9'' inches plus
heals and put her hand out and said thank you. She was wearing a green pant
suit with a white blouse and looked sharp and corporate if not expensive, and
she also smelled amazing. When she grabbed my hand I noticed three things
immediately. Her hands were huge, at least the size of a good sized man, her
grip was intense as it enveloped my hand firmly and lastly, she was staring
through me with an intense gaze. Intimidating!! As she was holding my hand she
repeated my last name and asked where my family is from. I told her that my
parents were born in the US but my grandparents came from "the other side"
meaning Eastern Europe during the war. She nodded an approval and said "I will
see you later" and she motioned for me to leave. Outside her door were 4 other
first year associates, 3 guys and a woman. I winked as I walked by them when I
heard her secretary order the next person in.

Besides talking to all the guys about how INCREDIBLY hot she was and that she
was only 6 years older than me, give or take, I was taken with her efficiency,
speed in asking questions and holy crow did she smell amazing and her
complexion was flawless and her teeth a bright white. Plus her office was HUGE
and really gorgeous like the ones I would see in magazines. She looked like a
model to me and I figured that Entertainment Law needed people like this since
our firm did so much work with the Hollywood Studios. And that was that until
10PM that night.

After a grueling 14 hour day of attending to various partners demands I was
called into this woman's office to discuss the possibility of joining her
team. Even though I was exhausted I was beside myself with excitement for
several reasons. First and foremost to be possibly offered a position on
ANYONE's team was exciting since as first year associates in this prestigious
Law Firm one is always nervous about their performance and job and two, to get
to see this woman every single day would be unreal since she is so amazingly
beautiful. I sat their waiting to be called in and finally she opened the door
and told me to "sit" and come in. She looked flawless. Every hair in place,
her outfit looked like it was pressed 2 minutes before I walked in, her
complexion was really perfect and those teeth lit up a room. She stuck out her
hand for another shake and again, as obvious as the nose on my face, I felt
that big super strong and confident handshake. Even at 10PM, after working a
full day and then some, she looked amazing model-like gorgeous. I sat there as
she stood by her desk and she removed her jacket and I tried, I really did,
not to stare too much but it was impossible and she knew it. Her white blouse
was form fitting and tight not to mention that top two buttons were undone. As
she stood up I saw what I would call the "perfect body" in every way. Her
hourglass figure was clear, when she took a deep breath I could even see her
ribs revealing a flawless feminine physique and her arms looked like she
worked out quite a bit. I am no slouch as I am not exactly the athletic type
but I am 5'9 170 lbs and before this job would hit the gym 4-5x a week but she
looked like either she was born with this great body like some are or works
out a lot or both. No matter, she was seriously beautiful. As she stood there
she peppered me with more questions, all of which I answered as quickly as
possible and with my usual honesty. She went behind her desk to review some
papers and articles I have written and was commenting, in a positive way,
about my writing abilities. Then my world changed!!!!!!!!!!!! First, as she
leaned her arms against her desk I saw something that was shocking to me at
that point in my life. I saw triceps pop out of her blouse like I have never
seen before from any women and frankly most men. They popped out like they
were shot out of a cannon and were so obvious it blew me away. My God, this
woman has freaking muscles??? As she bent over I got a very clear look at her
breasts, like men do when women bend over and have their top unbuttoned like
she did. She must have felt me staring and she looked up and caught me dead to
rights. She straightened up, put her hands on her hips and said, "did you like
what you saw?" I had to play dumb and said "excuse me?" She walked over to me,
slowly, athletically I would say, like a dancer, and standing right in front
of me with my head at her belly level and said " I asked you a question young
man and I think your response is lacking honesty. Talk about the sounds of
silence. Not a sound, nothing. I went to stand and she pushed me down by my
shoulders and I stammered a " what do you mean?" Then she SLAPPED me so hard
it literally knocked me and the chair down to the floor. I layed there shaken,
a little dizzy, scared and confused, I really could not believe she just did
that. She told me to get up and sit down in the chair which I did but still
shaken to the core. I shook my head in disbelief as I tried to process what
just happened. I was slapped in my face so hard that me AND the chair were
knocked to the floor? I was never in a fight and never hit in my face in my
life, no less by a woman. My face was burning, my head spinning and I was
sweating. I also was fully aware that I had tears in my eyes and for one of
the first times in my very controlled world that I always lived in, I was
confused. She stood there with her hands on her hips and said" are you going
to lie to me again?" I had nothing! I was confused and scared and then she
went behind me and put her arms around my neck with what I would learn was a
"choke hold" and choked me slowly, all the time talking about honesty until I
was crying and apologizing and then she choked me unconscious!!!!!!!!!!!!! She
would loosen her grip around my neck to allow me to breathe as she talked and
then closed the windpipe from any air getting in. It was as frightening a
moment as I ever would have imagined to ever happen to me in my life. I really
thought I was going to die, no kidding. I tried to loosen her arm off my neck
but it was useless. I remember clearly feeling the bulge of her bicep right in
the middle of my throat thinking that this cannot really be her muscles and
this really is not happening ... ... But it was happeneing!!!!

I woke up slumped in the chair with my neck and face hurting and my tie was
loosened by her. She stood there in front of me and told me to stand and it
was like a dream in that I was woozy and scared. I stood there in front of
her, shaking, and begged her not to hurt me and she told me to shut up and
said, that was nothing. That was nothing? Really? I stood there an inch
shorter than her and I just felt her power, sounds strange but that is how I
felt. I also felt like I had to piss!!! She stood in front of me like a
teacher or a mother reprimanding her child, her shoulders looked broad, her
chest sticking out like I do not know what and her eyes were going through my
head! She explained that honesty was everything, she told me how bright she
thought I was and that I could be part of her team and an asset. I was still
scared to death, shit I was just knocked unconscious. She took my hands and
she made me feel her arms and abs AND chest. I was trembling, no joke. She
told me how strong she was and that I was a little shit but I was smart and
she liked and needed that on her team. When she was guiding my hands over her
muscles they felt fake, the whole scene was like a dream and feeling the
hardness, the definition, the bulges of muscles in this woman's body felt
unreal, like the whole scenario was surreal. She did it like she has done it a
million times like it was nothing. I had an erection and felt myself cumming,
it was total confusion. Her flexing her muscles as she guided my hand over
them was something I could not wrap my head around plus I was just slapped and
choked out by a WOMAN and one just a few years older than me. I felt lost.

And then she pushed me down to the chair and as I sat there, scared and
confused I also had a raging hard on that I tried to cover with both of my
hands. She went behind her desk and wrote her home address on a piece of paper
and handed it to me and said, "be here at 630 AM tomorrow" and you are now a
team member. I took the paper and said " you want me here at 630 in the
morning" what for? She leaned back in her chair and for the first time I saw a
real smile and my God she was stunning I swear. Her response was, don't
question me and if you don't want to have the shit beat out of you, be on
time. It was like GULP!!! I had a cold chill go through me. I was never in a
situation where I was physically intimidated. She then told me to use her
private bathroom to clean up before I "go talk to my little friends" and that
I should "take care of that erection while I am in there" and chuckled. I
stood there washing my face and realizing I was just slapped (assaulted) by
someone and slapped so hard that my face was not only still red but burning
and I was almost knocked unconscious from a "slap" and then I was choked
unconscious and I remembered then how I was pulling and punching her on her
arm and could not make a dent. I stood there shaking my head in confusion
questioning myself what I should do. Should I tell someone above her, file a
complaint, quit in shame? I took a deep breath, knew I was scared of her,
scared of what to do next, scared about tomorrow morning but there was
something pulling me into her and curious, very very curious. I did not
jerkoff either. And she was so beautiful and I also knew she had NO interest
in me romantically, that was for sure. What do I tell my girlfriend of 2
years, my friends, my work associates? I knew one thing for sure. At 630 Am I
was going to be on time. I came out of the bathroom and she was reading some
papers and I stood in front of her waiting for direction. Without looking up
she waved at me and said "get out", without even looking up at me. I left.

I arrived a full half an hour early to make sure I was not late, even though
she lived walking distance from my apartment. I hung around outside nervously
looking at my watch every minute or so. At 6:25 I walked into her lobby and
told the doorman who I was and who I was going to see. At 6:28 I knocked on
her door. She opened it up and was wearing a loose fitting NY Yankee shirt and
shorts and when she opened the door she letting some guy out of the apartment.
I said hello, which she ignored and the guy started to walk past me and turned
and said to her, hey can I call you later, with a British accent? I walked
past him and into the foyer so not to interfere with them and she said "No, I
will call you if I am interested" and slammed the door. It was clear to me
that he stayed over but hey what do I know? With both of us in this little
hallway just inches from me I could already feel my erection growing. She said
I should follow her and of course I did. First off, I have never been in such
an amazing apartment in NYC like this one. Four bedrooms, floor to ceiling
windows all over with great views of the Statue of Liberty and the water,
decorated like crazy and just plush and amazing. She told me to sit at a table
and review and comment on a book she wrote years before that is being sold at
her college bookstore. I was to look for grammatical and structural mistakes
and otherwise feel free to comment any way I wish. In the meantime, she told
me, she has to get some sleep since she was up almost all night and that I
should wake her at 9 for her 11AM meeting and that I am to attend the same
meeting in the office. I did not ask any questions and followed orders.

The book was not terribly long and the contents were, let's say they were wild
but I cannot comment about that now. I did what she asked and then it was my
job to wake her. But how? She never told me. Do I enter her bedroom even
though the door was slightly ajar? Do I knock? I stood there and made a
decision to knock softly but that did not work so I pushed the door open and
gently called her name but still nothing. So I got closer and whispered her
name until her eyes opened. Wow, she said, I was dead to the world. Her
blanket was covering her until she sat up and she was TOPLESS, yes freaking
topless!!!!!! I cannot begin to tell you what that was like. This seriously
amazingly beautiful woman was sitting there with her arms behind her holding
her up and was staring at me and talking like nothing and she was
TOPLESSSSSSSSS. Holy shit. My breathing became labored and I was dry mouth.
Now first of all, besides having the best tits I ever saw, not big at all but
perfect and I mean perfect, her body was bronze, that Middle Eastern bronze,
her abdominals were like something I never saw, they were RIPPED like a
washboard and her arms in that position were showing off a lot more muscle
than most guys have, including me. The definition in her shoulders, the
vascularity and her hair flowing down her chest made her like a goddess to me.
I certainly never saw anything like her in my life. Simply astonishing. I
could not help but stare. She continued talking like it was natural to be 1/2
naked in front of someone you just met and I was shaking with nerves and my
erection had to be obvious although someone like that has to know and used to
it, but still I wasn't!!. Now she gets out of bed and is standing up
stretching and I just stared at the floor, I had no idea where to put my eyes
and did want a physical confrontation with her, that much I knew for sure. I
did not feel her walk towards me until I felt her pull my arm and say, "hello
there, what are you looking at the floor for I am talking to you" I still did
not know what to do with my eyes. I stammered out a " you are topless, and
blah blah blah ... ... .. She laughed and when she did those abdominals
tightened even more to show off even more muscles which I did not think was
possible. She said I was cute and she walked into a bathroom to shower and
believe me the bathroom was bigger than my apartment. She gave me another
chore to do first as we both walked into the den, her topless and wearing
purple panties that my girlfriend would call lingerie but for her it was just
panties. She gave me instructions on sorting through some pictures of her
family in Israel and told me that when the shower stops make her some tea.
When she was leaning on the table giving me my directions her arms were at my
eye level and holy cow, leaning on the table accentuated those muscles in her
arms, seriously like nothing I EVER saw in my entire life. OK, whatever you
say I told her and that's what I did. She showered and as soon as I heard the
water stop I began preparing her tea like she wanted. She drank her tea and
read the Times, wearing a bathrobe and then disappeared into her bedroom and
got dressed for work. Me? I was DYING to jerkoff or something!!! At 10:45 we
walked downstairs and into a car service that was waiting for her and off we
went to the firm. She walks with a purpose and fast and was wearing one of her
"famous" pantsuits. They fit like a glove and all looked so comfortable and
she breezed past her doorman all of whom gave her a big greeting and her back
to them. She did so by name for each of the 4 guys on duty. Along the way she
told me she liked me so far and that she "may keep me" I nodded in agreement
but still needed to jerkoff!!!! I still could not look at her in her eyes for
some reason and all I pictured was her half naked body. At one point she
leaned over and said " I suggest you start looking at me when either one of us
is talking or you may find your nose may get broken or black eyes will appear
on your face, understand?" And when she said this her eyes bore threw me with
a seriousness I was not used to seeing in my life. She then put her fist next
to my jaw and muttered "you would be so easy" and then went back to reading.

Allow me to summarize the next 2 and half years between us since I can write
50 pages here easily. Some highlights and lowlights:

She walks around her apartment topless 75% of the time and no, I never got
used to it in over 2 years. When I was there in the early morning, which was
about 50% of the time, my job was to keep track of her "AM workout" which
consisted of 1,000 crunches/situps and 250 pushups in sets of 25 and
eventually got to sets of 50. I would then towel her off and weigh her and
once a week chronical her measurements in a book. Putting that tape measurer
around various parts of her body as she flexed was something I will never
forget. Recording her chest size, hips, biceps, calves, quads, the whole
thing, was awesome. Later on I would shower and shave her which was torture at
first but believe it or not I got used to it. This was very tough to deal
with, having this sexual, sensual and gorgeous creature in front of me so many
times and having an erection that was crazy. She encouraged me to jerkoff in
front of her, which I was against at first but grew to accept as well as
jerkoff in the bathroom afterwards or when she was doing something else and
yes she knew about it. Jerking in front of her became a lot of fun and some
other stuff went on but I prefer not to mention those things here. Let's just
say, she had a heart.

I had no idea about her fistfighting and boxing when I first became part of
her life and in turn I had no idea about this hell hole she fought at in in
lower Manhattan. Talking grungy, scary, loud, bloody and disgusting hell hole
of a place. Nonetheless, this is where she fought. It took me month's to get
kind of used to it but was never comfortable there. I saw carnage every single
time and not just by her although seeing her manhandle women, break their
noses and knock them out AND some guys too was beyond me and to this day still
is. Perusing her website for the FOUR days I did, watching some of the fights
I witnessed and a lot I did not was still amazing to me. Imagine my reaction
seeing it live. You can't! It's impossible for me to describe how crazy this
place was in terms of the people who attended these fights and the incredible
fighters who fought there. MIND BOGGLING!!! Of course I remember the first
time I accompanied her and watching her beat the daylights out of this very
attractive and bigger and muscular woman to the eardrum breaking screams of
the lowlife's who were in attendance. Seeing her knock this woman unconscious
was unsettling but I witnessed that scene many times afterwards. Walking her
back to the apartment to shower her and get her ready for whatever date she
was going on was part of my job that I was not thrilled with. She "dated" a
lot of men, to say the least. A LOT OF MEN!!! Let's say more than once I was
asleep in her apartment when her and her date were going at it. I heard it all
from orgasms to some violence to guys crying, yes guys crying to her shouting
commands. I would say I saw only about 10% of them since most left or were
thrown out before I got up the next morning. She would never say a word to me
about the things she knew I heard. A few times when I was cleaning her bedroom
I found rope, dildo's and some other "toys" as they are called, but never a
word was spoken about any of it.

- Worse yet was the 2 times she was beaten and knocked out cold at this fight
club, which was called The Underground. I know she lost other fights but these
are the two I personally saw. Both by guys. Terrible. And crap went on after
each fight, they called it the "aftermath" that I will not describe here since
not only was it UNBELIEVABLE it was so gross and graphic it is not worth
writing about. Suffice it to say that the "aftermath" was something the losers
of these fights had to endure, often in public, and was demeaning in ways you
cannot imagine and never should. Wicked stuff! Seeing her beaten up was not
only surprising based on everything else I have seen but scary as hell. The
first time I almost pissed in my pants, no BS. She is standing there and for
the first few minutes she is using her speed and skill to do her usual, the
guy had a bloody nose and his big looping slow punches were no match for her.
However, a minute later she dropped her guard and this galook hits her with a
clean hook to her jaw that made her legs go wobbly and he poured it on and it
sucked to watch. I actually saw her eyes roll back from that punch! He landed
4 strong unanswered blows to her jaw, each made her head violently twist to
it's side, and she went down hard and unconscious face first. Scary to see her
like that and I was unsure what to do plus the crowd was it's usual raucous
self and her opponent was dancing all over the place. I just remember seeing
her chest rise and fall as it took deep breaths and I was glad to see that.
Honestly, the other snapshot I have in my head after all of these years is
seeing all of her muscles at rest like I have seen when she sleeps. The layers
upon layers of abdominals and arm muscles at rest is quite the sight. I have
to spend a moment here describing this. Several times I had to enter her
bedroom when she was sleeping to drop off documents she wanted to see "first
thing" in the morning and was told to leave these papers on her night table.
Often I would see her with her blanket off totally or down covering just her
legs. She always looked so peaceful and beautiful as she breathed softly.
Seeing her perfect tits, a core that is difficult to describe unless you saw
it but it was as defined as a drawing of a perfect abdominal set and I have
seen her arm bent where her hand is almost behind her head and EVEN WHILE
SLEEPING, she had this defined bulging bicep. Really something of beauty,
something to envy and something I loved staring at in amazement and envy!
Anyway, there is the whole aftermath thing that went on after she was KO'd at
this place that was gross. I waited and watched the whole disgusting thing as
she had no choice I suppose but to endure this horrible thing in front of so
many animals was hard. Look I know she has been on the other end more often,
and I have seen it and I did not like that either. I did not like some girl,
beaten and messed up doing certain things in the ring to her or to others,
just did not like it. Believe me, based on the cat calls and screams I was in
the minority.

Walking home with her in silence afterwards was shitty and as we walked past
the doorman she put her hood over her bruised face and kept it on while we
took the ride up in the elevator. Once inside her apartment she stripped and
motioned me, never speaking, into the shower with her where we stayed for a
solid 45 minutes as I let the hot water run all over her body, washing her and
massaging her head with shampoo and conditioner but never saying a word. I
washed her and seeing the welts on her flawless body was not fun. I dried her
off and walked her and put some oils and powder where she liked it and walked
her into the bedroom where she told me to lie down next to her which I did but
at the time was not sure why. She went to sleep pretty fast and I was not sure
what to do, stay or go or go into another room. I decided to go into another
bedroom. It was the beginning of a long 4 day weekend so when I woke up the
usual 5:30AM time I walked into her bedroom to check on her. She was sound
asleep. I checked every hour or so and at 10AM she was up and not looking
great. All I said was, can I get you anything, she thanked me and told me to
get her some tea and eggs, which I did, and when I brought them in she thanked
me again and asked me to stay for a while. As she ate she asked me to get
behind her totally naked body and rub her shoulders and then suck her tits,
which was so her thing to do. I gently sucked each breast for a good 10
minutes until she tapped me on my head which was her way of saying stop. I
ended up staying the entire day and into the evening and slept over again,
preparing her meals and tending to a variety of chores. She summoned me in two
other times to suck her tits and massage her. Later that afternoon she told me
to call her "massage guy" who came over and in private gave her a 90 minute
massage and the good part there was I heard them laughing so I was glad her
mood was changing. On the way out this guy winked at me and said " she likes
you" and walked out of the apartment. We talked and watched some videos like
we were friends and talked for the first time, casually and friendly and all
the time I would suck on her breasts and was even able to tell her how amazing
she was, but that was about it. The only thing she said about the fight is
that she will have a rematch with this guy someday. I do not know what
happened with that.

Her website has videos and stuff about this fight so go look if interested.
Her website is astonishing, go see yourself.

- She did bring in other people, like me, along the way, and in all cases they
were people she beatup. She called them "slaves", believe it or not, but she
never referred to me that way, I was her assistant. I was treated with more
respect than any of them and of course I worked with her professionally at the
firm so I am sure that's why. Besides using me as she wished she never used me
sexually except once, which I will explain in a second. I have seen and heard
of the others, slaves, giving her oral all the time and her doing things to
them that were wicked, not going into detail here but again her website has
ALL of that stuff. I was told to suck her breasts a LOT and I mean a lot. I
would suck them as she watched a sitcom and even when she spoke on the phone
to her friends and even her boyfriends. After a short while it was just
something I knew I had to do. It was always a turn on but NOT in a big way
since I always knew the most that would ever happen was for me to got jerkoff
either in front of her or in the bathroom- that did go on ALL THE TIME I
admit. Yes, I know her breasts are awesome or were awesome I should say since
I cannot speak factually about them now, firm with layers of pectoral muscles
underneath but only a B cup or a drop better. However, like I said, after a
while it became so routine it lost it's luster. She always said I did a good
job sucking them but I also knew a lot of her slaves did the same not to
mention her boyfriends. There was one incident where she was not pleased with
something this woman "slave" did and she was reprimanding her when the slave
started talking at the same time she was. With lightning speed she began
slapping this woman kind of out of nowhere and the girl dropped on her ass and
while down with her back against the wall she continued slapping her with
these big wind ups and LOUD smacking sound that after the 5th or whatever slap
she was bleeding out of her mouth and pretty much was unconscious and just
sitting there with her head down on her chest. I was disgusted at the acute
violence over nothing. The poor girls face was red, bleeding and god damn
unconscious!!!!!!!! I looked at her but knew not to say anything and I
literally walked out of the apartment and she did not follow me or say a word.
For what it's worth this girl she slapped was SUPER FIT and I am sure could,
if she desired, kick my ass so she was no slouch. I knew nothing about her
besides her name and that she was really nice. The next day at work I was
called into her office and she said " you have something to say to me, like an
apology for walking out?" I said no not at all, what you did to that woman was
wrong and illegal, I said. She walked towards me and I felt she was going to
hit me again so I braced myself. I closed my eyes and tightened up waiting but
it never happened. When I opened my eyes she was right in front of me, like an
inch away. All she said was, tomorrow at 630, be prompt and lightly slapped my
face, and I mean lightly. The she said, I don't know what is about you but you
are getting off VERY easy Mr./ I turned and walked away but believe me I was
sweating. I know what she is capable of.

- At a dinner party one night there were 4 couples. Me and 3 "slaves" were
serving. This woman beat all of them, men too, in arm wrestling. Very cool to
watch that scene since she was not the most gracious winner I would say. The
women had no chance and took their losses well and always complimented her on
her muscular arms and even her muscular chest. It was a casual dinner party
and she wore a really nice 1/4 sleeve unique type top that I cannot explain
well but believe me, it was stare worthy as we say, a pair of expensive jeans
and 3 inch heals with a lot of bracelets and a very nice necklace that came
from Israel she said. After beating each guy, with both hands too, she would
prance and strut around posing and talking trash in a very playful way and as
was often the case, since she is her biggest fan, her nipples would get so
hard and big it caused quite the show. I know she was a little tipsy too plus
all of them were on the terrace for a while getting high. I saw the wives or
girlfriends of these beaten men getting pissed off as she bragged and carried
on a little too much, in everyone's opinion I would say. There was one guy who
was a sore loser and as he drank more it became ugly and of course she added
fuel to the fire talking about how strong and sexy she was and she did it all
in a VERY bragging way so I understood this guy getting angry. Even her
boyfriend was giving her the look of "chill out" but there was no stopping
her. He was abusive and dumb but I was staying out of it. The guy was a jerk
and so was she. Eventually, and I was just waiting for this, the guy was
getting sloppy drunk and he was saying that he would kick her ass in a fight
and one word led to another and he called her a cunt. Well, well ... ... I
just shook my head and knew hells gates were going to open right there. I even
held out my arm to oush back this one female slave so she would not get hurt.
Of course this slave was also well built and she could have protected me but
it was instinct. She was incredulous at his use of that word, as were the
others, and she stood up and delivered a rather nice straight right hand to
his face or more precisely his nose. FAST!!!!!! The cracking sound of it
breaking was clear, the blood flow was strong and she, in a second, pushed his
chair over and mounted him and was punching him like a piņata. Everyone was
screaming, especially his girlfriend, and rightfully so I should say. I just
watched and stayed safely away, I knew better. Even this woman's boyfriend was
trying to pull her off this guy. When she finally stopped punching him he was
out, done, unconscious and finished and probably hurt too. She was sitting on
his chest, the poor guy, yes even though he was a jerk he did not deserve
this, she had her hand cocked for another blow but thankfully she stopped. I
mean that could have really hurt or killed this guy, no joke. It was gut
wrenching sickening to see this. It was a frightening moment, really was. I am
not into violence and seeing fights at the ugly place, The Underground, was
one thing, but this was at a dinner party, in a fancy apartment, and this was
wrong on every level. She stood up and was yelling at him in Hebrew and
English and believe me that was scary too. Seeing her body tighten up and
pointing her finger at him was I am telling you SCARY!!!! Her nipples, as
usual, were jutting through her top and nobody went near her unless they
wanted to end up the same way as this guy on the floor. His girlfriend was
hysterical crying as was one other lady and the look of fear was everywhere.
After a while she said GET THE F OUT and the others carried him out of the
apartment as she even ordered her boyfriend at the time, and god knows she
always had a boyfriend or 2 or 3 at the same time, out of the apartment too.
She was furious and me and the slaves were frozen scared in our spots. She
went to the terrace and sat there with her wine and a joint for a good hour to
relax and I just cleaned up and was going to leave, after I asked her
permission. However, she wanted me to stay and I was not sure why or what to
say, so I just went inside and made sure everything was cleaned up and told
the others (slaves) to leave. Remarkably when she came in from the terrace not
only was her top still on, since as I said she was usually topless, she hugged
me a big thank you and kissed me on the cheek. WOW, that was a first. She
asked me to give her a massage, which was not nothing I ever claimed to be
good at but she liked. As usual, now her top was off and sitting in one of her
super luxurious chairs in her living room she directed me what to do and I did
it. She was moist with sweat still after all this time and after sitting
outside, her body was pumped like I have seen before from fights, I could feel
the beat of her strong heart and when I rubbed her arms it was like rubbing
the banister of a staircase, that hard. She wanted me to massage her fists a
lot that night and Then as usual, I sucked her breasts for a long period of
time. A few minutes later when she was satisfied she told me to leave. Just
like that! She walked me to the door and before I grabbed the handle she
turned me around towards her, facing this topless lethal beauty, her tits or I
should say her nipples touching my shirt and thanked me. I have to tell you
when she turned me around and I was facing her I was INTIMIDATED. You have to
know her or have seen her website or have seen her fight or have seen her
posted all over the internet on tumblr and everything else sights to
understand this. On her website is a long long list of other places people
have posted her pics and even videos. Anyway, here is this experienced fist
fighting and boxing woman, who has a hell of a temper and of course can whip
my butt ten ways to Sunday and who just punched out a guy who also could beat
me with ease, facing me after what she just did. Picture that. I was scared
spitless when she turned me around but relieved to be thanked and kissed on
the cheek and she even APOLOGIZED to me for what I saw that night. Quite the
event!

- This is a bad one but it happened and since I am writing this anonymously I
feel like it should be said. By the way NOBODY knows any of what I just wrote
or am going to write, not even my wife so it is impossible for me to be found
out. OK, so this is towards the end of my time with her and we worked all day
at the firm and I was told to come over her apartment to work on some new
client. By now the doorman knew me and I had a key so I went upstairs and
prepared myself some dinner (heated up some pizza) and waited. She followed by
an hour and told me to go into the bedroom, not knowing why and knowing NEVER
to ask questions I went in and sat on her bed. She comes in and tells me to
stand up and starts undressing me and now I HAD to ask a question and I asked,
what was going on? She said that I had to do her a favor and if I did that I
would be rewarded. Hmmm, OK, so now I am naked and lying in her bed and she
takes off her clothes when I hear the door open and I got startled and began
to situp when she pushed me down and kept her big hand on my chest and told me
to lay where I was. You have to understand how physically strong she is and I
do not know how to describe it really except to maybe say a few things such
as: I have seen her benchpress 205lbs, I have seen her one arm curl 50lbs for
reps, she has knocked people out with both hands, maybe this gives you a
flavor of how a 135lb woman is stronger than most guys, especially me. So when
she held me down, with those big mitts, I was not going anywhere! For a change
I have a huge erection and am confused as hell. Now I hear someone walking
into the bedroom and she is on top of me NAKED and I have an erection poppin
through the ceiling. She tells the other person to get ready and she bends
down with her tits on my chest and kisses me on my lips, for the first time,
and I am in heaven and about to shoot my load. She starts talking to me softly
and kissing me and she tells me to feel her arms and feel her shoulders,
triceps and biceps and tell her how sexy she is. I already forgot about
hearing someone come in and I am telling her everything she wants to hear and
it was my pleasure telling her everything since it was the truth. Feeling her
hard nipples on my chest and feeling her arms and hourglass figure was just so
much to absorb. Suddenly and I mean suddenly I feel someone giving me a
blowjob and I start to move knowing it is not her and she firmly grabs my face
and says " please do not move and go with it, think of me and you will cum
baby" WTF? Who is sucking my cock I asked? She sat up on my chest and started
playing with her tits and posing that sexy devilish and powerful body and
occasionally bending down to kiss me, blocking my view of the person now
sucking my dick. She whispered, just go with it, and I started to cum like
never before and never so fast, as I heard a sucking sound like a vacuum as
she said, in a stern and commanding voice as she turned her head, MAKE SURE
YOU SUCK EVERY DROP and I heard a choking sound say uh huh. IT WAS A
GUY!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was having the orgasm of my life and it was a god damn guy
sucking me off. Sitting on my chest I felt her wet pussy and at this point she
grabbed my hands and pinned me to the bed and I tried but I knew I could not
move her. I NEVER came like that in my life and never have since. When I was
finished she sat there on my chest smiling and thanked me and I heard him
leave muttering under his breath and saying "fuck me" over and over again,
talking about himself. I was on my back freaking out as she sat on me and took
my hands and ran them all over her body and thanked me over and over again. We
were there for 30 minutes as she guided my hand over each muscle group and was
telling me all about her body and how she loves to fight and how she can have
any man she wants do this, meaning caress her body but how lucky I am. I was
not in a good way knowing some guy just sucked my cock. I was furious. I also
knew I could nothing about it. She was I was pissed off and she kissed me a
few more times and told me "don't worry nobody will ever know what happened
today" and she told me how cute I was but it mattered not. I learned later it
was some guy she beat up and that was his "aftermath" or punishment.

My reward was from that point forward every time I showered her she would give
me a handjob. It took a few month's to get over what I thought was a betrayal
but like many things time healed the wound but I never did forgive her for
that and never will. And I told her this and she appreciated my honesty, since
most people she humiliates, she said, never have the guts to confront her. In
any event, I still carry around disappointment in her actions regarding this.
A few times when I was at her apartment late and she was drinking wine or
getting high, I did neither, she would bring it up and tell me how proud she
was of me for doing that, even though I had NO choice of course. She bought me
clothes and watches periodically and gave me pointers on how to treat my
girlfriend, who she met several times at functions and she also paid me for my
time, rather elaborately I should say. None of this made up for what she did
to me that day.

I did enjoy the time I spent with her family. Very interesting bunch. Her
parents were real success stories and sadly her mother passed away last year.
That was sad and I went to the shiva.

I saw the famous "Popeye fight, as it is called. This was a boxing match
against a taller and very large breasted woman from the Midwest or maybe north
like Dakota or something. She was intimidating to me for sure. I know, based
on what I saw on her website, that they fought once before this, bare fisted,
but I did not know that at this time. Picture a 5'11 DD tits, athletic,
experienced boxer, challenging this woman. I really did not think she had a
chance as this women looked powerful and I know she performed well at this
place in the City I mentioned, The Underground. I don't know if the tits were
real although I think they were, plus she looked 10 years older but holy shit
she was built like a god damn brick house. Pretty lady too. They fought in
private in a place near the city with about 20 of us and this fight does
appear on her site and gets a lot of hits and comments. Some rich guy set it
up and paid each of them almost what I earned in a whole year. She never kept
a dime of the money and I know that as a fact since it was my job to write the
checks to some charities she supported.

The fight was like one of those old rocket socket games if anyone out there
knows what I mean. The woman with the big tits was wearing a dress, of all
things, skin tight and with sleeves, like one of those knit dresses . She was
fearless so I give her credit. I thought it was strange but it accented her
body and even her muscles, not as big as my friend's muscles, were looking big
in a dress like that. "My friend" was also wearing a dress and her hair was
tied in pigtails and she was introduced as Olive Oil. I had no clue to what
was happening until it was explained to me later on. Both women wore black
small boxing gloves. It was not common for my friend to look so much smaller
than her opponent but in this case she gave up 2 inches, at least 25 pounds
plus the other woman was more broad shouldered than her and those gigantic
tits in that dress made her look bigger as well. When the bell rang They just
stood there jabbing and power punching away and after a short while old big
tits started to feel it and of course being Mr. Experienced by then, I could
see it clearly. Both of them with their nipples harder than rocks jabbing
away. Ms. big tits had a longer reach so she was connecting but not with the
strength and sheer volume than the other one. I have to mention that Ms. Big
tits, I wish I remembered her name because I do not want to disparage her in
any way, her body was really amazing too. Not like my friends. Ms. Big tits
was so big, such big boobs, also an hourglass figure and very big muscular
arms, she was the definition of voluptuous!! Anyway, It was getting bloody
pretty quick too as Ms big tits started bleeding profusely as her hands were
dropping and then the body attack began and I have yet to see anyone stand up
to that. Hearing the grunting of pain as blows were coming fast and furious
into her gut, that also looked impressive as the muscles were seen through her
tight knit dress as my boss was enjoying this one I knew that for sure. She
does this thing I began to notice. When she has you dizzy or very vulnerable
she starts to hit you harder but slower with each punch doing damage. I will
tell you I have not seen a lot of people absorb as many punches at Ms. Big
tits took without going unconscious or at least dropping to the floor. She was
standing during all of this and I gave her a lot of credit, who wouldn't? At
some point it became very one sided and like I said, the more it did the more
credit I gave this bigger lady. She was being slaughtered, really, and since
this was in a ring in an empty gym, each punch reverberated with a smacking
noise that made me feel the pain and power. Her friends were rooting
encouragement but I think she was out on her feet and deaf to the sounds of
her friends. When the body attack began it was nauseating to watch. My boss
was bleeding a little too since at the beginning it was rocket socket action.
Now with Ms. Big Tits ready to cave in she started eating these crazy body
shots and again I give her credit for absorbing so much punishment, really a
lot. I have seen strong looking guys drop from 1 or 2 of these yet here is Big
Tits eating 11 of them. I don't remember 11 to be the exact number but this is
one of those fights I watched a few times on her website so I know it was 11.
And that is 11 flat footed full power blows right into her gut. And she was
still standing!!!!! Credit to her and her body!!! Hunched over but standing.
She was wobbly of course and bent over from the penetration of those body
blows being dug DEEP into her guts. It did not take much from that point. It
ended like a lot of her fights did in a knockout. When she went down someone
who came with her rushed over and took out her mouthpiece and stayed with her
until she opened her eyes and stood up but the standing up took some time.
Meantime "the boss" was parading around doing what I have seen a hundred
times. The aftermath here, which my boss wanted me to participate in but I
declined, was especially brutal. Her friends can be heard crying and saying
STOP several times as my "boss" did her thing to her. Go to the website to see
that one. If you like seeing a woman raped by another woman than you will be
in your glory. Nope, not kidding you, go see. And there was more crap than
that. Not good! When my boss was done she did not let her opponents friends
near her for a solid 10 minutes as she kneeled down and was taking to this
woman who just got her clock cleaned and body and mind abused. Seeing my boss
grab her by the hair and talk to her I always wondered what she said but I
never asked and she never volunteered anything. She stood up as her opponent
was just lying there and probably glad it was all over and then her friends
went to her aid. My boss then put on her sweatshirt and me and her friends got
into a car for the short trip back to the city. They were all happy and giddy
on the way back but I was sickened by what I saw to be honest. When we got
back to her apartment I showered her and she could not stop talking how happy
she was and was PROUD of her swelling left eye like it was badge of courage or
something. She was smart enough to know I was unhappy and she asked me what
was wrong but before I answered she put her finger over my mouth and said " I
know this is not your thing" "and that's fine" so dry me off and you can leave
and that's what I did. I felt no need to be part of the celebration and
watching the video 100x as she bragged about what she did. Plus there was a
new boyfriend in tow who I did not care for. I think he lasted 3 weeks before
I saw him leaving with a black eye and a swollen lip. A tall guy who was older
but I knew nothing else.

I have seen 11 men and 4 women get really hurt doing abdominal belly punching
contests with her. This was a sight for sore eyes each time. I have seen her
manipulate people into doing it and I have seen people challenge her. I have
seen guys with great abs get suckered into it and I have seen girl
bodybuilders challenge her. I have seen her lose arm wrestling challenges,
mostly men but to two women as well. However, I never saw her lose an
abdominal punching contest and I have seen men choke for air, cry with REAL
tears out of pain and humiliation and this whole "aftermath" thing she has
creates havoc in their lives you cannot imagine. Again, go to her website,
there is a lot there, trust me. The few women I have seen get involved with
this were just stupid in my opinion. A fighter VS any other athlete in a
contest like this has NO chance. Before meeting her I did not know this but I
learned. I mean the little I did with her abs, like when showering her I would
punch them with her permission of course or push on them I realized they were
off the charts. I also saw her do her AM workout enough times I knew there
were more layers of muscle in those abs than I could have imagined existed in
10 people. Like she has told me several times during our many long, private
talks over a bottle or 2 of wine, that she will never lose a fight by being
beaten in her abs, but she won a NUMBER of them

that way, especially VS men. Knowing her strategy, it was fun watching some
guy think he was going to beat her and then screw her. Instead after a minute
of absorbing a vicious, targeted, and powerful body attack I could see their
hands lowering and the end was near. I admired her for that. Sometimes after
they were counted out and the "ref" would have them both in the middle of the
ring, the guy could not even straighten up out of pain and she would just wink
at me. Those were fun times.

Our first trip to LA- This was another memorable experience to say the least.
For me it was a big deal since I was never there and I know she spent a lot of
time in LA working with clients. Before we left she told me to be in her
apartment at 7PM sharp and naturally I was punctual. I walked into the
apartment and she told me to get undressed and leave my underwear on and TRY
not to have an erection and she walked out of the spare bedroom, or one of
them at least. I did what she said and was sitting on the bed awaiting
whatever task she had planned and she walks in with some old guy with a book
of "stuff" with him. This guy was her tailor and she was buying me a few
suits, shirts and ties since I "dressed like a 5th grader" according to her.
To this day I still have some of these suits as they are the best, most
fashionable, best fitting and expensive clothes I would ever purchase for
myself. She wanted me to look right for LA. OK, that was fine with me and I
was never measured as many places in my life as I was by this tailor. Between
his Italian accent and her Israeli accent I felt like I was in Europe! Anyway,
I was very excited about going and did a LOT of preparation work beforehand as
she directed me. We traveled first class which was also a heady experience for
me but routine for her apparently. I pretty much followed whatever she did,
from food and drink to all the other accoutrements that were available. We
went from the plane to the awaiting town car to a hotel that blew my mind.
First of all it was PINK, a pink hotel? Amazing. They greeted us like long
lost relatives and she has been there enough times that they rolled out the
red carpet for her with champagne and fruit and people greeting her byname
everywhere. They even gave her a big gift box that I never found out what was
in it but it was really well wrapped and nice. She told me to go to my room
and meet me down in the lobby at 8 for dinner. My room? Holy shit is all I can
say. Bigger and a million times nicer than my apartment with a wonderful view.
I had two bedrooms! Amazing. I was like a kid in a candy store going from one
thing to the next and the sign said FREE room service so you know I had to
order some appetizers and things up to my room. It was wowee stuff and the
food was delicious.

Meeting her for dinner downstairs was, and even though I have seen her from
naked to dressed, was amazing. She stepped off that elevator wearing a light
blue dress that looked like it was painted on her, backless, no need for a bra
when you have B size tits that are all muscle, her hair looked like it was
professionally done and a rare time she wore makeup. She did not have to wear
any and still was always the most beautiful one in the room. And her tits were
amazing like I always said and not like you see bodybuilders have nowadays
that look like men's chest. She had tits, they were B maybe a drop bigger but
when you felt them or in my case sucked on them you could feel those pecs,
those muscles underneath, crazy sexy amazing tits. Anyway, this is funny, I am
typing with an erection after all of these years. We hopped into a white limo
that the hotel supplied and met with some clients for dinner at some well
known, but not to me of course, restaurant. It was 2 women and 2 men all of
whom were tanned and either handsome or very pretty. It looked like everyone
lived in a gym and the sun. We were all attorneys. NOBODY took their eyes off
her, NOBODY, I was watching!!! The conversation was only a drop about the
contract that she was negotiating for some well known actor who is a client of
the firm and these people who worked for a studio. At one point, after I don't
know how many bottles of wine (and a rare time I actually drank 2 glasses)
they all started talking about working out. They all talked about the crap
they do and how much they love it when one of the guys said he just took up
boxing. I said to myself, OH NO please NO and I looked at her and she had this
SHIT eating smile. She started asking him all about the class and what they do
and he was more than happy to oblige and talk about how strong he is and his
abs, blah blah. And then he adds, and in fact all of us have super strong and
defined abs unlike you New Yorkers and laughed. I swear I wanted to ask for
the check and leave. She took a deep breath and leaned back in her chair and
right then and there did a double bicep pose that blew them away and of course
she was not done. She said, and the way she said it with her serious stare
through you eyes, "why don't we all go back to my hotel and do a little ab
punching contest and I will bet you that I will put you all ( and she drew
that word out for 5 seconds to accent it) down on the floor and YOU ( talking
to the guy who was bragging) I will hit so hard I will make you cry like a
little bitch. Uh oh, everyone, once again and I saw this cartoon before, got
very quiet. And then she adds, maybe I will fuck you afterwards as everyone
watches or maybe I will fuck both of you strong and beautiful men or maybe I
will take you two (pointing to the women) and have you eat out my pussy until
daybreak! She stood up and told them where we were staying and said, if you do
not show up RIGHT BEHIND US, I might break your nose at tomorrow's meeting and
with that we stood and left. Not a sound from them as we did

All I will say here is, they showed but I was not allowed into her room. They
walked in and this one guy in particular had a shit ass smile on his face when
he came in and the others behind him. My boss stood up and took off her
clothes RIGHT THERE and did some flexing and in a short time ALL of them were
in their underwear. I will say ALL of these California people were chiseled
even the women. The guy says, so we are here to see if your body can keep up
with your NY mouth because when we are done we are going to take you up on
your offer and fuck your lights out like we do here and that includes the
ladies all of whom were smiling ear to ear. At that point the boss said to me,
time for me to go and I did. However, at 530 AM, having her room key and her
permission to come in and wake her for her AM workout session, I entered not
knowing what to expect. What I saw was, Mr. Mouth was tied up with their own
ties, on a chair and obviously he had a bad night with slight swelling around
both eyes, hair a mess and just shitty. The other guy in one bed just sleeping
and in another room and the women with her in the bed. I gently walked in when
she woke up and mouthed for me to come back in 20 minutes and when I did the
room was empty. I asked her if everything was OK and she innocently said,
sure, why not? Seriously, why not? It was a fun night, she said, sorry I had
to kick you out but I was concerned that if things went awry you might have
been hurt. Whew, OK I appreciated that since this crap is out of my league.

That day we met with everyone except the one guy who, apparently, suffered the
most, and she got everything she wanted in the contract. They were gushing
over her and complimenting her like compliments were going out of style and
she never told me ONE thing about what really occurred in that suite! The
other women were BEAUTIFUL , I have to say, and on some level I wish I knew
what happened. After the contract was agreed upon it was faxed to this actor
and signed. Once this was all done we all went out to lunch, by limo again, to
some other well known place I never heard of and we all engaged in a normal,
fun, interesting, a lot of laughs conversation. Abruptly, AS USUAL, the boss
stands up and thanks them, goes around the table and uncharacteristically
kisses each of them, with a passion I never saw and in public which was odd,
kisses them on their mouths, and grabs my hand and we leave to the limo and
back to the hotel. Now this was the studios limo and we took it back to the
hotel and I said something to her. She ignored my comment and started talking
to me about another client she had to work on immediately back in NYC. We went
back to the hotel and told me to be ready for dinner at 8, and to dress nice
which she always reminded me, and I did. We simply went downstairs to the
restaurant in the hotel, we talked like friends and the next morning we left.
Yes, I woke her early for her morning workout regime as always.

Well, I could go on and on about those 2 1/2 years, so many years ago, but I
think I got it out of my system to satisfaction after I was reminded about her
once I was alerted to her website. If you know with whom I am speaking go to
her website, it really is amazing, full content of videos, talking almost 100
of them, some not so good in quality but 90% perfect. Some may turn you off
because they are graphic in nature in ways that may turn your stomach. Graphic
in both it's violence and sexual nature. No joke. A lot of pictures, hundreds,
there are videos of these live chat things she has done, interviews and a
whole bunch of stuff. She has things she has written, the book I proofed (and
you can download it) is on there and of course her WALL where people type to
her and she responds. Some people write hateful and ugly things while others
write funny and nice things. There is a very interesting part of what she
calls, "THE EXPOSED" which are the people who have annoyed her for one reason
or another and usually under various screen names and somehow she has gotten a
lot of personal information on these people. When I say a lot, I am talking
private eye crap and heavyduty research stuff, including, their real names,
addresses, spouse and children, work locations and occupations and a bunch
with pictures of these people. Some doozys too!! I guess most of it if not all
is somewhere on the net in the public arena. Not sure of the legality of it
all but if I was one of them I would have a chill going up and down my spine
and I would move to a remote part of the world and disappear. She has their
real names, where they live, IP addresses, where they work and a lot of other
things that appear on places like Facebook. Scary stuff. She just started a
version of that called EXPOSED TWO. Whatever, go see it yourself. And let me
add one more thing. Naturally, she turned me on like no other woman before or
after and trust me I am not alone in that opinion. Her body was and appears
still to be, even after popping out some babies, as flawless as ever. Her body
rocks in clothes, bikini's, naked and everywhere in between as I have seen it
all. Plus she is very pretty, sophisticated looking when she gets dressed or
in a work environment. Classy is the perfect word to describe it. However, the
fighting, be it with or without gloves never turned me on and her temper back
then was explosive. I did not even touch upon some of those stories since like
I said I could write a book about those 2.5 years. Suffice it to say I
witnessed a few people really getting the hell beaten out of them for VERY
little. We're talking about a few people getting punched right in their face,
and keep in mind this is one very talented, trained, super strong, human being
and to be punched, even ONE TIME, believe me, causes severe trauma both
physically and emotionally and I am not sure that ever goes away. Yes, based
on her what people have written on her WALL on her website, I understand many
love her fighting. There was so much raw violence, blood and all it was not
for me. I have seen grown men cry like little babies, I have seen her break
noses-ribs and even at least one jaw, I have seen women BEG, and men too, yes
I said literally BEG her to stop punching them or beg her for forgiveness or
BEG her to stop hurting their man or woman. I have seen people drop to their
knees hysterical crying and bloody pleading with her to stop, I have seen her
knocked unconscious twice, I have seen her do that to many others, I have seen
some or maybe a few of her opponents in other settings-from professional to
social, see her post-fight, some time after their beatings, and turn green and
run or look so embarrassed especially if they with their spouses or friends
and ALL of this is not my thing. Not judging anyone just telling you it is not
my pleasure. She is, just not when she is fighting, a beautifully lethal
person- so much more to add here but no time or desire to write anymore. And
she fought a LOT back then and she loved every second of it. According to
everything I hear and read she is still fighting and she has not gotten any
younger let's say. She is still classy, sophisticated and beautiful in my
opinion.

Alright ... ... ... ... I am done, you can go to her site if you know her and
the majority of you can take this little essay for what it is worth and enjoy
it or not.

That's all folks. Back to my life.

PS- I had no goal in mind when I wrote this in terms of seeing her again. I
live far away, have a wonderful life dominated by my family with core family
religious values (not her religion either). I do not want to have any kind of
relationship with her, including emailing or FB or anything else. Simply
remembered the anniversary date and wanted to put a cherry on top of this
memory and go back to living my blessed life.