Lori versus Carol, The Sequel to "Carol the Boxer" By Tony BSM16@hotmail.com The wife of former professional boxer trains hard to avenge her and her husband's brutal losses against a powerful female boxer My name is Tony, a former amateur and professional lightweight boxer. I am 30 years old, teach physical education at the local high school and run both male and female boxing clinics four nights a week at a local gym. It has been over one year since I fought and lost a rather brutal boxing match to a woman named Carol, a former boxing student of mine. The match all stemmed from Carol's misinterpreting my admiration for her as an excellent student. She thought that I was romantically pursuing her instead. One evening after class hours, she walked into the gym to find my girlfriend, Lori and me in a romantic embrace. Carol became insanely jealous and vented her anger at Lori by insulting Lori into accepting a boxing match with her. Lori, who I had privately taught boxing for the past year after class hours was very strong and had excellent skills. She entered the ring against Carol as I presided as the referee. Lori, 25 years old, 5'6" and 150 pounds was smaller than Carol who stood 5'7" and weighed 165 pounds. I felt that Lori, however, displayed more advanced boxing skills than Carol which would more that compensate for her disadvantage in size. After less than a minute into the bout, Carol began to exert her greater strength as she was clearly winning the match. Lori was being overpowered and I stepped in to stop the fight. Carol wanted to hurt Lori beyond just winning a decision and as I was walking away from Carol after forcing her away from Lori, she hit me from behind and dazed me temporarily. In the meantime, she attacked Lori who was helpless in the corner and beat her up until she was knocked down and out onto the canvass. I tackled Carol and forced her to leave, but not before she threatened to come back and fight me in the near future. A few weeks passed and one night just as I was about to close up the gym, Carol walked in and challenged me to fight her as she promised she would. Realizing that I had to get this over with sooner or later as Carol was determined beyond reason, I agreed to fight her. She emerged from the locker room wearing only shorts and boxing shoes. Having never seen Carol's body prior to that night (she always wore a full sweat suit), I was amazed to observe the extremely muscular physique which Carol possessed. Carol had wide, rounded shoulders, her exposed breasts were large and round and stood out as if held up by supports, her bulging biceps measured about 16" and her legs and stomach appeared to be as hard as rocks. I then realized that I totally underestimated her power, not only against Lori, but against me as well. I still weighed the same as during my fighting career, at 135 pounds. I was also only about as strong as Lori was which was significantly less than Carol. I still felt, however, that my tremendous conditioning and boxing skills were too much for Carol to deal with. As it turned out, I was very wrong about that. I started out the match in fine fashion, even knocking Carol down for a short count, but she expertly adjusted her approach to my speed and proceeded to take charge of the match wherein she began to beat me up, knocking me down three times and finally out. After coming to, I was able to calm Carol's rage and conversed with her until she realized how inappropriate she had acted with Lori and me and we apparently parted as friends by the end of the night. Until this episode happened, it never occurred to me that a woman can beat a trained man in boxing. My perspective changed immediately after Carol beat me so convincingly. Before the fight, I have never personally experienced being overpowered by a female in any way before. I was in tremendous physical condition as I worked out every single day with light to moderate weight lifting, rope skipping, hitting the light and heavy bags, shadow boxing for 30 minutes and ending all this with a heated sparring session with Lori. I stood 5'8" and my body was rock hard. I had 13" biceps and a 27" six packed waist. Yet all of my physical ability paled in comparison to the strength Carol exhibited. I never told Lori, but Carol's tremendous strength and her beating me up obsessed me to the point that I fantasized about her often. Lori, who I finally married last month was a very strong female at the time of the fight. She was a physical therapist and worked out almost every day with weights in the facility where she worked. She lifted primarily to increase her strength as she ended each of her sessions with heavy weights. She benched 160 pounds, arm curled 75 pounds and leg pressed 500 pounds all for reps. Her biceps at the time measured a shade over 14". Her personal best bench press was 180 pounds. Lori's superb 5'6", 150-pound body matched her beauty as she had beautiful long blond hair and deep blue eyes. As strong as Lori was, we were stalemated at arm wrestling and although that fact turned me on, I never experienced Lori overpowering me in any way. I could bench about the same as Lori as my best lift was also 180 pounds. No matter how hard I tried, however, I could never lift any more than that. Lori's legs were stronger than mine, as I could only leg press about 420 pounds. It did arouse me that her arms were larger than mine, but the fact that she could not beat me in strength contests took away some of the thrill. This "shortcoming" changed last month at our wedding. The day after my fight with Carol, I told Lori about my defeat, which was strikingly similar to how Carol beat Lori. Lori asked me if Carol's beating me aroused me sexually. I told her that it absolutely did not, although I was too ashamed to tell Lori that it was the most erotic experience that I ever had in my life. I just didn't want Lori to feel badly that another female could bring me to such intense sexual feelings. Little did I know that Lori did not believe me at all and took some action to solve the dilemma which I did not want to admit to. Unbeknownst to me, during the past year Lori had been working out using increasingly heavier weights. During our sparring sessions, she had hurt me with some of her punches even though we used the cushiony 16 ounce gloves and headgear. She had never hurt me before my fight with Carol. This obscure occurrence was a hint of what I was soon to discover. During our wedding, Lori wore a gorgeous gown and was the most beautiful bride I had ever seen anywhere. During the reception while in the bridal room, Lori removed the train from her dress that exposed her bare arms. When she entered the ballroom with just her dress, all eyes had to be gazed on those arms and shoulders. I don't know how I could not have noticed this before, but her bulging biceps were unbelievable. The last time I really looked at her body was during the night that she fought Carol. At that time, she had nicely defined 14" biceps. Without measuring them now, it was easy to see that they were approaching 17". In thinking about it, she seemed to be a bit bigger lately, but she pretty much hid that fact from me as she wore sweat shirts during our sparring sessions all of the time. When we went out, she wore clothing that covered her body. When we made love, she made sure the lights were always out. So now, as I approached her for our first dance as husband and wife, she said to me "are you surprised Tony?" We began to dance and I whispered "how and when did you do this?" Lori answered "I know you really want to be with a female that can overpower you, well darling, here she is, your wedding present! I bet you're as hard as a board right now, aren't you?" Red-faced, I answered "Lori, I can't believe it, I'm overwhelmed." I can't wait until I get you alone tonight." As the guests began to leave the reception, many of them commented on Lori's amazing physique and I took it all in, as I couldn't wait to test this great "gift" out. We left on our honeymoon to a luxury hotel suite in Las Vegas. While on the plane, Lori explained that she had felt that she no longer inspired me sexually as much as she used to. I no longer had to admit that this was true as she already "repaired" that situation. After our fights with Carol, Lori decided that she was going to build up her body and strength beyond her already impressive physical attributes. She told me that she now weighed 172 pounds and her biceps were 16 ® inches. Her quadriceps and calf muscles were unbelievable and hard as rocks. Her stomach displayed a six pack. The reason I did not notice her weight gain is because her body is so symmetrically perfect that no one body part is more impressive than another. Her weight training was beyond my comprehension. She bench presses 280 pounds for 10 reps and has benched a personal best of 330 pounds. She one-arm curls 100 pounds and now leg presses 700 pounds. Her physique is every bit as impressive as Carol's now. We arrived at the hotel at 10:00 p.m. and all we had on our minds were each other. Lori took a travel bag into the bathroom as she gave me a sly smile on the way in. She soon emerged wearing a pink halter-top, black panties and black pumps with 6-inch stiletto heels. I was in ecstasy. She asked me to remove my shirt and I did so as quickly as I could. She moved towards me and now, towering over my 5'8" by at least 4", she looked down at me and asked "what would you like to do before I take you to bed, arm wrestle or just plain wrestle?" I gulped as I looked up at her eyes and said, "let's save a full fledged wrestling match for later, I'd love to arm wrestle you now." We moved over to a little table and set the chairs up opposite each other. We interlocked our fingers and set ourselves. I couldn't take my eyes off of her bicep which was as big as a softball. Lori had never beaten me before, although at the time of the fight with Carol, I could not beat her either. This time, the outcome was not in doubt. Lori playfully said, "anytime you're ready my weak little man." I said "go" and I pushed her arm as hard as I could. She appeared to be pushing hard as well as I watched her face turn a bit red. Suddenly, she slammed my arm down as if I had stopped trying. I thought that she had used her other arm to accomplish this, but all she was doing was playing with me until she decided to end the match. We repeated the exercise with our left arms, and the result was the same. She smiled at me and said "now I think I should take you to bed." I was thinking that from now on, I would always be the weaker sex in our relationship as Lori could have her way with me in any way she wished. This was the ultimate turn on for me. She stood up and lifted me up by placing her arms under my back and knees and, just for fun, threw me a two feet in the air and caught me as a parent would do to an infant child. She carried me straight to the bedroom in her spiked heels and she couldn't get me there fast enough as we made love as we never have before. We played with each other until dawn the next day and then we fell asleep. During the afternoon, we walked to the hotel pool lounge area. I was wearing my customary tight tank top, bikini style bathing suit and sandals, while Lori was wearing a two piece red bikini and high-heeled sandals. Lori's fantastic physique was on display for the other guests to gaze at. I noticed that nobody was looking at me as Lori and I walked in holding hands. I was used to receiving compliments for my excellent hard body, but as long I was with Lori, from now on I would only be the lucky guy who happened to be with her. During the evening, we hit the gambling tables dressed in formal attire. I was wearing a dark tuxedo and platform shoes so that I would at least match Lori's height for a change, as she almost always wore high heels wherever we went. Lori was exquisite in a long black sleeveless dress and black pumps. I must say that even with her massive bare arms, she was very feminine in her demeanor. I didn't want to pinch myself because I was afraid that this dream-come-true would end. We stayed at the hotel for a week basically doing the same daily routine. Dining, swimming, gambling and making love all night. On the last night, Lori challenged me to a wrestling match, two out of three falls wins. This time she came out of the bathroom wearing nothing except her high-heeled stilettos. Her astounding breasts jutted straight out and were pointing straight at me. I almost could not hold my erection from exploding and Lori noticed this too and smiled. I was stripped down to my bikini shorts and bear feet. I was puny compared to my wife as we grasped hands and began to tug at each other for the first advantage. I made a sudden move and tackled Lori under her breasts. I lifted her up and slammed her on the soft carpeted floor. I definitely surprised her with this quick move and I was straddling her. This advantage was short-lived as she grabbed me around the waist with her legs and began to squeeze the air out of me. She now sat up still holding me with her leg lock and began laughing. I was trying desperately to get out of this, but I was unable to. Lori then released me and stood up. She said, "I think I won the first fall, don't you?" I said "okay, but this time you have to be pinned to win, no more leg locks". Lori said "if that's the way you want it, it's okay with me." We stood up facing each other again to start the second fall. I thought that I almost had her. I just forgot to avoid those powerful legs of hers. This time I did not want to lock hands as she could overpower my upper body too easily. I figured that I would use another speed move to get her down underneath me. I faked and she reacted. I did this a few times to feel her strategy out. She could not move as fast as I could and I figured out that I would fake grabbing her high near her breasts and then tackle her below her waist. I went for it and it worked. I got her down on her back. Her high heels made the take town easy, as her footing was not very sure, although it was sexy beyond belief. I grabbed her hands and simultaneously reached my legs back and intertwined hers to stop her from repeating that leg lock of hers. I began to push her arms back to pin her. As soon as her hands touched the floor so that I could begin to count her out, she pushed me off of her as if I weighed two pounds. She had been toying with me all along. She rolled me on my back and pinned me, as I could not move her arms back even one inch. She smiled and started to kiss me as I still was pinned to the floor by my blond amazon. She finally released me and we made love for the last time in Las Vegas right there on the floor. The next morning, Lori asked me seriously "Tony, do you think that I'm too strong for you? If you think so, maybe I should cut back on my lifting so that I lose some strength and size". My response was immediate "Lori, I love you whether you are weak or strong. It isn't you that's too strong for me. It's that I'm too weak for you. The problem is that I have tried over the years to increase my strength, but it seems that I have reached my body's limit, as I can't gain more weight or muscle mass at all. I can't tell you how many times I have tried to bench 200 pounds. I just can't budge that weight off of my chest. Most men can't lift as much as I can, but you were able to match my best lift even before you started to increase your training. But please, I love you this way and I accept the fact that I am so much weaker than you are now. I'm still quite strong and I am an excellent boxer, remember?" Lori then kissed me as we considered the matter settled. We returned to our normal routine. I went back to teaching and my boxing clinics and met Lori each and every night there now that we were married. Finally, one particular evening, Lori asked me if we could spar more seriously, as she wanted to test her skills against mine more realistically. I agreed to spar with her using 10-ounce gloves with full gear on. In other words, we were going to have a real boxing match. Lori wore her breastplate under her sports bra. I set the automatic clock to go off every 2 minutes. The bout would last eight rounds. We touched and circled each other. I jabbed quickly snapping Lori's head back. Lori tried to jab, but she couldn't catch up to me. I was constantly circling as Lori tried to corner me but her legs could not keep up with mine. She began to get a bit frustrated as she started to throw hard rights. I either ducked easily or blocked them with my gloves. I saw many openings and decided to take one. She again threw a right and I ducked underneath and threw a hard left uppercut to her belly. I followed up with a right to her chin. She began to backup. I threw two more combinations as the bell rang to end the first round. We came out for the second round and I began to circle again. This time I attacked with combinations and Lori was staggered after receiving a right to her jaw. I backed her into a corner and she covered up. As I threw a right to her jaw, she buried a left into my stomach, knocking the air out of me. I backed up in pain and Lori came out like a tiger as she started throwing combinations at me. I was now staggering and covering up, but the bell rang to end the second round. I felt better as the third round began. I figured that I could not beat Lori at a center ring brawl and I would use my jab and move strategy. This was working as Lori could not cut me off and the third round ended without my getting hit. The fourth round started the same way. Now Lori changed her footwork as she cut off my movements by placing her foot in between mine and closed the gap between us. She hit me with a straight left jab that sent me back to the ropes. She started to wing power punches to my head and stomach faster than she had in the previous rounds. She hit me with a left hook to the jaw. Now I was hurt and had to cover. I grabbed on but she pushed me off of her. She hit me with a left uppercut to my stomach and my knees buckled and I fell to the ring apron. She began a count, but I could not get up before she reached 10, which ended the match. She was now very concerned that she had hurt me badly as she bent down to help me. I assured her that I was okay. She had knocked all the air out of me again and I was doubled over in pain and felt paralyzed. As the pain subsided, I was able to sit up. She helped me up the rest of the way and carried me out of the ring to the locker room. She laid me down on a trainers table and sat with me as I rested. After about a half-hour, I felt much better and we sat and talked about what had happened. For the second time, I was beaten at what I do best by a female. Her weight and strength advantage was too much for a small man like me to overcome. I simply was not strong enough to compete with Lori in a real fight, even with my professional boxing skills. Lori told me that she wanted to know how good a fighter I thought she really was. My response was that she could probably compete with most male middleweights, as she is stronger than most of them. Then she gave me another bombshell. "Tony, the real reason I asked you to fight me for real is because I want to know if you think I could compete with Carol?" I asked her why. Lori said, "I learned from one of my girlfriends where Carol works out each day and that she boxes for prizes in some small clubs across town. She has been fighting women of all weights and sizes and has knocked out every one of them. She is the talk of the boxing club there." I said to Lori "yes, I'm listening." Lori told me "I want to get her back in the ring. You just don't know how much. Carol humiliated me in front of you and she beat me up when I was totally defenseless. She may have apologized to me through you, but I don't accept that because she really tried to injure me and I owe her for that." I responded "Lori, I really understand how you feel. She beat me up also, but I don't feel like I need any revenge." Lori barked back "no offense to you Tony, but she is far too strong for you and you have no chance whatsoever against her and you know it." I thought about what Lori said and realized that she was right. I am afraid to get in the ring with Carol again. Lori added "Tony, in a way I could avenge what she did to you as well as to me. Please, tell me. Do I stand a chance against her, or is she still to strong for me?" I thought about it a while and finally answered Lori. "I think that you are about as strong as Carol. I also think your skills are close as well. Honestly, it's a tossup. But just remember, as strong as you are right now, I know that she hits as hard if not harder than you hit me tonight. She is also highly emotional and you're not. That could be an advantage for you if you can think straight in the heat of battle while she gets flustered. I would be willing to train you for a match with her." Lori jumped down and kissed me. She lifted me up in the air with her two powerful hands squeezing me at my sides and she let me down to kiss me again. This display of strength was just awesome as I was getting aroused again. Lori was now going to challenge Carol tomorrow for a return bout at my gym. After work, Lori went to Carol's gym and walked up to her. Lori was dressed in a pants suit with a jacket that covered up her newly impressive physique. Carol was dressed in her usual sweat suit. At first, Carol did not recognize Lori. Carol offered Lori her hand, and Lori took it and began to squeeze as Carol did likewise. They held each other in their powerful grips for about 10 seconds as they looked each other in the eye. Lori told Carol, "look, let me get right to the point. I want a rematch against you. I did not like the way you took advantage of me after you hurt me. I think I owe you one for that." Carol, who was getting a bit miffed at Lori's straight talk answered "hey honey, sometimes you get what you pay for. If you want more of the same, just name the time and place." Lori answered sarcastically "tell you what sweetie, let's not do it in your club because after I knock you on your ass, your agent may not be able to get you any more bouts. Let's just keep this a private affair between the two of us. Meet me in Tony's gym two weeks from Friday night at 11:00." Carol responded "just make sure you show up. Your ass is mine!" Lori, turning away, threw Carol a playful kiss to piss her off some more and walked out. Fight night arrived as Lori and I awaited Carol's arrival. Lori was extremely confident and anxious to dish out as much punishment as she could against Carol. She really worked the weights and was very intense during her training with me since challenging Carol. It occurred to me that I had to get something off my chest before Carol showed up. I told Lori, "there is something that I have to say and I know you may think that I am a coward. But if Carol knocks you out, I am scared that she will come after me. I'm afraid that she can kill me." Lori said, "Tony, I will be the one knocking her out. And if I'm wrong, I promise you that I will protect you with my life against her or die trying." She then hugged me and we kissed. That said I felt a lot better for some reason. The moment arrived. Carol walked in wearing the usual sweat suit. Her face had the look of a determined gladiator as I had seen that look so often in my boxing career. I looked at Lori and she had it too. The rules were 10 two-minute rounds. No standing 8 counts. 8-ounce gloves were to be worn. No gear except mouthpieces was to be used. Both ladies insisted on wearing only trunks and boxing shoes. They would both fight topless. This was as erotic a night as I could ever imagine. Two super powerful females fighting topless and I was the only spectator. Carol emerged from the locker room first. She was 28 years old now and very attractive. She appeared to be the same as when I fought her last year. Her weight appeared to be 165 to 175 pounds on her 5'7" heavily muscled body. Her bulging biceps were as large as Lori's were at about 16 ® to 17 inches. Her long brown hair was tied in a ponytail. Lori came into the ring a minute later. I watched Carol's face as she stared at Lori's new physique. Carol's face showed no surprise, but I know the sight of Lori's new muscularity had to affect her thoughts as this surprise might affect her confidence and resulting performance. Lori was every bit as big and hard as her opponent and she looked determined. The only difference between them apparently was a slight one-inch height advantage for Carol. Otherwise they were twin specimens. The ladies met at center ring where I gave them final instructions. They were so close to each other that their huge round and protruding breasts were fractions of an inch from touching. I found it difficult to give the instructions with this amazing scene a couple of feet from me. They touched gloves and went back to opposite corners until I rang the bell to start the fight. Round One There was no circling. The ladies went straight to center ring and started throwing hard punches. Lori and Carol were throwing and blocking everything. Lori then moved to her left and threw a few left jabs, a couple of which landed. Carol then charged into Lori and hit her in the stomach with a right. Lori winced. Lori then hit Carol with a right to her chin and a left to the midsection. Carol grunted. They slowed down the number of punches thrown as the bell rang to end the round. Round Two Carol came out and began jabbing. Lori did likewise. Their blows were getting through about a third of the time as the pace slowed even further. I think they were trying to see if any openings were available. It definitely appeared that Carol respected Lori's punching power in this fight, as she had no fear of her a year ago. Lori and Carol both exchanged a couple of hard combinations, but no blows landed solidly as the round ended. Round Three Lori came out circling to the left, throwing jabs as she moved. Carol followed her and began to cut her off. Then suddenly Carol threw a left hook that landed sending Lori back into the ropes. Carol moved in and began hitting Lori with combinations. Lori was hurt. She began to cover and threw an occasional ineffectual punch at Carol to try and fend her off, but Carol sensed that she had Lori. I was helpless to assist her as there were no standing eight counts, which she obviously needed at this moment. Carol then hit Lori with a right and Lori sunk to the canvass face down. She rose to one knee and waited for the full eight-count. She said she was all right and she got up. As Carol came in she grabbed her to gain a few more seconds. The bell then rang as Lori was definitely saved from a sure knockout. Round Four I was looking at Lori as she had a worried look on her face. Carol still looked angry and determined. Neither fighter spoke to each other since the fight began. They came to center ring as the bell rang. Lori, looking a little desperate, was beginning to throw combinations. Carol was counter punching as they were toe to toe. I could feel the power in their punches as they were both trying to hurt each other now. Lori, now seemingly recovered, got the upper hand as she landed a right to Carol's jaw and now Carol was backed into the ropes. Lori kept hitting her and connecting to Carol's face as Carol was now covering up obviously hurt. Lori then came in with a right uppercut to Carol's midsection and then a left uppercut to her chin and Carol was down on her back as Lori was looking down at her. Carol rolled over and began to rise slowly as she made it up at a nine-count. Lori came in to finish her as the round ended, as now Carol was saved by the bell. Round 5 Carol now had a look of desperation on her face as Lori now had the look of determination. Lori jumped out at the bell and began where she left off. Carol was throwing hard punches as well and caught Lori with a right to her jaw, buckling her knees. Lori did not go down, however, as she seemed to recover quickly. She threw a hard left to Carol's chin and Carol's knees buckled but like Lori she recovered and continued to throw punches. This was an amazing battle where defense and boxing strategy was no longer a factor as these two powerful fighters were each trying to knock her opponent out. As the round was just ending, it was Carol that sent Lori to the ropes as she hit her in her jaw. She followed that with a left hook and Lori dropped to canvass for the second time in the fight. She rose about 10 seconds after the bell rang, but the bell probably saved her again. At this point in the bout, it appeared to me that Carol was stronger than Lori was and, if I were scoring the bout I would have had Carol ahead by four rounds to one. Round Six Lori apparently was recovered from the knockdown at the end of the last round as she again took the offensive and hit Carol with a powerful left-right combination to her face. Carol was now really hurt as she fell backwards as the ropes held her from falling down. Lori sensed that this was her opportunity and attacked Carol like a tiger. She began ripping body shots that clearly were hurting Carol. Carol was now covering up her midsection. Lori, seeing this threw probably the hardest punch in the fight, a right hand that landed on Carol's temple. Carol fell against the ropes, bouncing off and falling down on her back, her massive arms spread-eagle with her palms up. I counted Carol out as I reached 10. After I completed the count, Carol only began to move one of her arms, as she was still semi-conscious. Lori had won by a full knockout. Lori also realized that this was the toughest fight she would ever have in her life and if not for her great strength and excellent physical conditioning, Carol would have won easily as she had Lori in trouble several times during the bout. It appears that Lori was as strong as Carol, after all. But as I had predicted to Lori before challenging Carol, I still considered them to be a tossup in strength and boxing ability. I administered smelling salts to Carol and she began to regain her senses. She now seemed okay and I helped her to her feet. Lori walked over to Carol and without a word, the two magnificent female combatants hugged each other tightly as their breasts were intertwined. I was now hard as rock and really had to calm myself down as this scene was almost too much to bear. Carol and Lori walked back to the locker room together with Lori's powerful left arm around Carol's waist. I gave them each a couple of ice packs to use on their faces, as each a mouse under their eyes. There was only a trace of blood under Lori's nose and amazingly, that was the extent of the injuries to their beautiful faces. The two women obviously have found a mutual respect for each other. They stayed in the locker together for 45 minutes as they showered and dressed and probably discussed this tremendous battle as soldiers often discussed combat strategies. I felt good that all the past demons have now been dealt with. But most of all, I couldn't wait to be overpowered by the victor in bed tonight. When Lori and Carol finally emerged fully dressed, I was again given another image to remember. Carol, who I had never seen dressed in anything other than her sweat suit or topless when she fought me and Lori, was dressed in a nice red sleeveless top, short black skirt and black pumps, which she obviously had in her gym, bag. Lori as usual was dressed beautifully in a black sleeveless dress and her high heels. These two women, simultaneously so muscular and so feminine, were magnificent to gaze upon. We closed the gym and walked out. I offered Carol a ride home, but she had her own car and thanked me anyway. I kissed Carol as did Lori and they embraced. Carol, then said to Lori "I'll meet you for lunch next Friday, okay?" Lori answered "look forward to it." I was pleasantly surprised that Lori and Carol had no ill feelings and actual emerged as friends. Now my champion and me were rushing home to celebrate.