Beach Encounter
By mixedfighter@hotmail.com
A college graduate gets a lesson in fighting from a beach babe


I graduated from college in Southern California in December, and immediately 
went to work as a stock broker.  I got my first time off in July, so I drove 
up the coast on my way to Monterey.  I was about an hour from Monterey when 
I stopped at a turn out.  I was up on a cliff, maybe 150 feet above the 
ocean.
Found a trail that led to the beach.  I walked along the shore for 2 miles 
and didn't see a soul.  On the way back I decided to take a nap.
I awoke to loud music some time later.  I looked up and saw an oriental girl 
who was laying on her towel not more than 5 feet from me with a ghetto 
blaster.  She had on this sexy white bikini.  I told her to find another 
spot and leave me alone.  She laughed and told me to find another spot.  So 
I told her to turn off her radio.  She laughed again, and said "make me".  I 
was so mad.  I got up, picked up her radio and threw it into the Ocean.
Now she got up and said "That was a mistake".  She said, "I'm going to 
destroy you in a fight for ruining my radio."  I laughed.  She was only 
about 5'5" maybe 130 pounds.  I'm 5'11", 175 pounds, and in great shape.  
I said, "Honey, I 
don't want to fight you, but if you try to hit me you will be sorry."
She reached in and slapped my face, then launched a hard kick to the balls.  
I bent over.  She immediately kneed me in the face and I stood up, dazed.  
Quickly she punched me in the stomach, and knocked the air out of me.  I 
bent over again.  I was hurting all over and couldn't breathe.  I wanted to 
tell her I was going to kill her, but I couldn't talk.
She pulled me up by the hair with her left hand, and started punching me in 
the stomach.  I tried to pull away, but I was too dazed, and she was way too 
strong.  Finally she let go of my hair, and I fell to the sand.  I wanted to 
tell her I would pay for her radio, but I still couldn't breathe.
She said" Get up!".  I couldn't move.  She was pissed.  She pulled me up 
with both hands by the hair again.  I hurt so bad.  I punched her in the 
stomach as she pulled me up.  I thought it was a good punch.  "So you still 
have some fight in you.. GOOD".  She grabbed me with one hand on each of my 
shoulders and kneed me in the balls.  I tried to bend over but she held me 
up by pinching my shoulders.  She kneed me in the balls a few more times.  
Finally she let me go, and I slumped down.  She grabbed my hair again and 
started kneeing my face into her knees.  I could see the blood on her leg 
and knew it was mine.  She threw me down on the sand again.  This time she 
knee dropped me in the stomach. She grabbed my hair and started pulling me 
up, then crashed my head against the sand.
I was thoroughly demolished, and the fight was less than 10 minutes old.  
She got her purse and looked at her watch.  Only 50 more minutes of pain, 
sucker.  That will pay for my radio.
She saw the fear in my eyes.  I couldn't believe she would beat me up for 
another 50 minutes.  She spent the rest of the time doing these martial arts 
kicks and punches.  I never had a chance.  I never cried, but never hurt so 
much in my life.
After her time was up, she said she was going to finish me off.  In a 
display of strength, she picked me up and put me at shoulder level.  Then 
she dropped me and I landed on her knee.  She knew how to get the most pain 
out of me.  Then she stood me up and spun around and kicked me in the jaw.  
That was the last thing I remember.
When I woke up, I was alone again.  There was no sign of her.  It took me 
two hours to walk back to my car, I was so beat up.
I have driven that route many times since, but I have never been back to 
that beach.