Female Fist Fighting Tournament - Part 1 - Chapter 2 by John J. email: jabljoh@interaccess.com Millionaires set up fist fight tournament for young, curvy, beautiful women. Female Fist Fighting Tournament - Part 1 - Chapter 2 Mary waited a moment and then said, "Ok, as promised, Shauna, you can tell what you thought was different about that first part of the fight." Nicole said angrily, "HEY, I already told you about the first part." Mary said, "Nicole! Quiet. You had your turn, I want to hear from Shauna now." Nicole said quietly, "Sorry." She stared icily across as Shauna. Shauna paid no attention to Nicole at all. She told Mary, "Well, actually, that was pretty accurate. I probably would have emphasized some of the hits I got in a little more, but on the whole, Nicole told it straight." Nicole said, "Damn right, I did." Mary said, "Ok, so that part is settled. Now, it's your turn, Shauna. Tell me about the second half of this fight, the fight that you won." Shauna smiled, "I'd love to tell you about it." Nicole just leaned back quietly against the wall and didn't say a word for now. Shauna told her story. ********** Roughly three weeks had passed since the initial fight between Shauna and Nicole. Both girls had recovered from their fight wounds and were back at work. They had been back at work for about 3 days, both working the same shifts, and things started to heat up between the girls yet again. It started with glares across the dining room, and the occasional push or shove when getting an order, and built up to more swearing and calling each other nasty names. To hear, "bitch," "slut," and "whore" whispered (and sometimes yelled) between the girls was not uncommon, especially back in the waitresses locker room. They knew that they had to keep it toned down in the restaurant itself, or risk getting fired. So, they got nasty outside the restaurant and in the locker room, but in the restaurant, it was just stares and an occasional bump or shove. That kept going until Friday arrived. On Friday, it was hot, humid, miserable day outside, and the usual lunch crowd wasn't developing. Things were slow for most of the girls, except Nicole. A lot of Nicole's regular customers were the ones showing up at the restaurant, and they requested her section, much to the annoyance of the other girls, who were standing around without much do. That was especially true of Shauna, who already had a score to settle with Nicole. Another one of Nicole's regulars came in, and asked for her section, which was currently filled. Shauna walked up to them and said, "I'm sorry, Nicole's section is all full right now. Would you care to sit in my section?" That wasn't a lie, Nicole's section was filled, but Shauna knew that it was against the rules to offer to sit elsewhere, when a certain section was requested. The men talked amongst themselves and then one turned to Shauna and said, "Ok, fine. Lead us to your section." Shauna smiled and said, "Great!" She lead them to her section and waited on them. The group of men finished their lunch, and Nicole spotted them as they left. She immediately noted that they were in Shauna's section. Nicole went up to the manager and demanded to know what happened there. The manager shrugged his shoulders, "Your section was full. Shauna offered to seat them in her section, after they had waited a little while for you to get a free table. No big deal, that's well within the rules." In reality, Shauna hadn't waited at all to offer the table, but she didn't tell the manager that part. Nicole stalked off angrily. She had hoped to get Shauna in trouble with the manager, but that wouldn't work, she saw. Nicole approached Shauna instead. She walked up to Shauna and asked, "What the hell was the idea of taking my customers?" Shauna played innocent. "What customers?" she asked, like she didn't know. Nicole said, "Don't play Miss Innocent with me, sweetie. You know what the hell I mean. My regular customers. That group of guys that just left." Shauna again acted innocent, "Oh, they were your regulars? I didn't realize. They didn't mention that, when I walked up to them." Nicole glared over at Shauna and said, "You got yours a couple weeks ago, sweetie. You keep up this shit and I'm gonna give you an even worse beating next time. Don't screw with me, bitch!" Shauna glared back defiantly and said, "Oh! I am so scared! You got lucky, sweetheart. I nearly won that fight, and don't you forget it!" At that the manager stepped in between them and said, "Ladies, we are in a place of business here. If you two have problems, settle it after work, outside the restaurant. When you are in here, behave like professionals, you represent this restaurant. Now get back to work, now! Both of you!" The girls each went a different direction and went back to work. Most nights of the week, the banquet room is left closed. They don't have enough customers to use it, and there is no point staffing it. Friday and Saturday nights are different though, they use the banquet room for those nights. The manager assigned Shauna and Nicole to get the banquet room ready for the night shift. He figured that would keep them both busy and out of trouble until the shift ended. He was wrong. In the banquet room, alone and out of sight, they started off with the glares and shoves again. While Shauna was bent over a table, cleaning it off, Nicole gave her a hard shove that nearly took the blonde off her feet. Shauna glared back at her and shoved her back. She knocked Nicole into a table, with her lower back hitting the table. Nicole was angry. She got up slowly. Shauna was turned partially away, and she continued her work, as she cleaned off the tables and got them ready. Nicole charged at her. Shauna sensed Nicole's approach and ducked out of the way. She grabbed Nicole's arm and spun. Her momentum, combined with the redhead's own charge, sent her tits first into the table. Nicole hit with a thud and went down hard, in pain. Shauna backed away a little, fists raised. She asked, "Are you looking to fight again? Huh? Is that what you want? Well, I'm right here, honey. Let's do it!" Nicole got up and came at Shauna, swinging her fists. Shauna avoided Nicole's angry and clumsy punches. She rocked Nicole with a solid right to the gut. The redhead staggered back. Shauna pressed her advantage and fired off more punches to the jaw, tits, and gut. Nicole backed up, as she tried to get herself together. Nicole saw an opening and fired a punch to Shauna's left breasts. That must have connected solidly, as it caused Shauna to back away for a moment. That gave Nicole some breathing room, and she took it. Nicole didn't want to wait to recover fully, she wanted to press her attack and take the fight to Shauna. As soon as she got some wind back, Nicole charged and started to throw punches wildly at Shauna's head, tits and gut. Shauna retaliated with a couple hard knees to the gut that staggered Nicole. Nicole backed up. Shauna took full advantage and wound up a huge spin kick that snapped Nicole's head to the side and started a trickle of blood from her mouth. Nicole went down like a ton of bricks. Shauna taunted her, "Get up, bitch." Nicole tried, but she couldn't. Shauna sadistically reached down and grabbed Nicole by the tits. Shauna hauled her up to her feet by the tits, while yelling at her, "I said to get up, you stupid bitch." Shauna got Nicole to her feet and then really laid into Nicole's tits, squeezing them as hard as she could. Nicole was momentarily blinded by the pain, but then realized that she needed to do something. She reached up and latched onto Shauna's globes, and began to squeeze them. The two women stood there, squeezing each other's feminine mounds and enduring the pain. Shauna decided to up the ante, and she hissed at Nicole, "Let go of me right now, or I'll scratch your damn tits to pieces." Nicole responded with more pressure on Shauna's tits. Shauna twisted Nicole's tits even harder and dug her long, hard, sharp nails into the tender tit flesh. She raked her nails down the inside of the tits, leaving bloody scratches down Nicole's cleavage. Nicole immediately let go of Shauna's tits and grabbed her hands. She pulled Shauna's hands off her aching and now bloody tits. Shauna pulled her hands free and quickly went back on the offensive as she punched Nicole in the face. Nicole staggered back as the punch hit her jaw. Shauna then took aim at Nicole's tits and laid repeated punches into Nicole's bloody cleavage. Nicole kept backing away from Shauna, trying to protect herself, but unable to stop the barrage of punches. Nicole got in a few counter punches here and there, but in her weakened condition, they had no power and didn't stop Shauna at all. Shauna put Nicole down with a solid punch right above her crotch, and then an upper cut between the tits. Nicole went down in a pile of flesh. Shauna just stood back and watched if Nicole would try to get up. Nicole did try several times. After several minutes, and several failed attempts, Nicole made it up to her knees. Shauna backed up and took careful aim. She kicked Nicole with all her strength in the crotch. Nicole shrieked out in pain and went back down hard, nearly knocked out by the ferocious kick. Her crotch had taken quite a bit of punishment in the first fight. Nicole was still fairly sore between her legs, and that vicious kick only compounded the situation by a lot. Everyone in the place came in the room after hearing the shriek. They saw Nicole lying there in a heap, almost out cold, and Shauna without a scratch on her. Nicole was sobbing, her hands covering her crotch, protecting herself from further attack. Shauna explained, "She slipped on something and hit her jaw on the table." The manager didn't believe her and asked Nicole, "Is that what happened?" Nicole weakly answered, "Yes! I don't feel so good. I better go home now." Several girls helped Nicole up and back to the locker room, and got her cleaned up. The manager went over to Shauna and said, "Listen, I know Nicole had it coming. I heard about the fight. You got your revenge. Now this is the end. I don't want to hear about any fighting between the two of you, or you're both fired. Do you understand me?" Shauna knew that she had gotten caught. She was thankful that the manager was giving her an out, without having to admit that she did fight Nicole. "Understood," Shauna said politely, eyes down. The manager looked at Shauna and smiled. He said, "For what it's worth, I had my money on you, for the rematch. I knew you could take Nicole." He laughed, and said, "But, that's just between you and me." Shauna looked at him a bit surprised, and asked, "Really? You knew there would be a rematch? And you bet on me?" He replied, "Yes, to both. But, I am serious Shauna. No more fighting now. You got your revenge, and you settled the score. It's over now. I want your word." Shauna smiled, "Ok, yes. You've got my word. I won't start anything." She added, "BUT, the same has to go for Nicole. I won't just sit back and take a ton of shit from her either." Bob, the manager, replied, "That's only fair. I'll talk to Nicole when she returns to work." At that, the triumphant Shauna returned to the locker room, and changed clothes and left for home. ********** Mary said, "Well, that was a shorter, but certainly more decisive fight." Shauna said, "I agree. That's why I say it's now an even fight." Nicole said, "I still say you sucker kicked me. I was down and Trying to get up and you sucker kicked me. I couldn't defend myself." Shauna laughed, "Oh, I feel so bad for you. How many times did you do that to me in our first fight." Nicole spat, "That was different, that was openly a cat fight. This wasn't." Shauna smirked, "Sour grapes. What's good for the goose is good for the gander." Mary said, "Ok, girls. Enough. You too are gonna start fighting again soon, the way you are going. Stop it, now." Nicole said, "Ok." Shauna agreed, "Ok." Mary said, "That's better. Now I have a good idea that you two both can really fight. Did you look over that flyer I gave you?" Shauna said, "Yes. I looked it over. Sounds interesting." Nicole said, "Yeah, I might be interested as well, especially if I can fight her!" Nicole glared at Shauna. Shauna agreed, "Oh yes, I'd love to go another round with you, too." Mary said, "Hold on, girls. I can't guarantee that you can fight each other. But, I can tell the fight sponsors about your grudge, and maybe they will let you girls settle things. I can't even promise that, though. I can try" Shauna said, "Good enough for me. Where do I sign?" Nicole agreed, "Fair enough. I'm in." Mary said, "Just a minute. I don't have contracts with me, for you to sign. But, I have all of your info, and I can say that I've talked with you and seen you both, and I'm going to put in recommendations that you both be accepted into the tournament. My boss will be calling within a couple weeks to arrange further interviews, if needed." Nicole looked a bit disappointed, but understood. She said, "Ok, what's a couple more weeks?" Mary then said, "I'm done here. Any other questions?" Neither of the girls had any questions. Shauna let all three of them out of the Hooter's restaurant, and locked the door, as the manager had asked. Mary stood back and watched to be sure that Nicole and Shauna didn't start fighting. But they each went toward their own cars and went in separate directions. After that, Mary started her drive toward home. ********** Mary decided to take the main street home, instead of the expressway. She wanted that extra time to think about what Shauna and Nicole had said, and how she would write them both up. She saw something that caught her eye on the way home. She passed a Gentleman's Club along the way called "Grinders." She noticed a sign out front that caught her eye, "Foxy Boxing Tournament next Thursday night at 9 PM." Mary slowed down. There was a phone number on the sign. She wrote it down on her tablet and made a note to call there on Monday morning, from her desk. ********** Monday morning, Bill walked into the office and picked up the phone. He punched in his password for voice mail, and found he had six messages since Friday evening, when he left. He listened as the system went through them. The first message came on, and the female voice had said, "Hello, my name is Cheryl, Cheryl Donnelly. I am the fitness manager at Viewport Health Club. I saw one of your flyers and I'd like more information about the tournament. Please call me back at your convenience." Bill wrote down the phone number and work hours that Cheryl had left on the voicemail. He deleted that message and moved on to the next. Again it was a female voice, and it said, "Hi, I'm Karen Reilly. I saw one of your flyers at my health club. I teach swimming at the club on Ridge Ave. I'm interested. Give me a call." Once again, Bill wrote down the information provided and deleted the message. The next message came on, and this time it was a male voice, "Bill, this is Tom, from Tom's Sports Bar, you said to give you a ring next time we were having Oil Wrestling night. We're having it again next week Friday night. I'm giving you a call in advance to tell you that Monday night, Friday night, and then next Monday night, the girls that will be fighting will be putting on a swimsuit show and then circulating around the club, to generate interest in the fight night. If you want to see the girls, come on out. It should be blast. Hope you can make it for the fights." Bill wrote a note to himself, and then deleted the message. The fourth message started and it was yet another female voice, "My name is Amber Jackson. That name probably won't mean much to you. A girlfriend of mine works at a health club and she told me about a flyer there about a fight tournament, and she gave me this phone number. I teach tennis at the Woodhaven Country Club, and I think I'm in pretty good shape. I'm interested in the tournament. Please call me back when you have the chance. Thanks." Bill wrote down Amber's information and deleted the message and then moved on. The ffifth message just a hang up, and Bill deleted that. He moved on and got the sixth message. Once again, it was a female voice, "Hi. This is a message for Mary. Nicole showed me a flyer that you left with her, about a fight tournament. I'd like to talk to you about it. Oh, I almost forget. My name is Gina. I work at the same Hooter's with Nicole. Give me a call there." Bill took down the message and put it on Mary's desk. Bill knew that Mary already had two health clubs that was visiting that day, plus her other messages and potential contacts. He looked at her schedule on the computer. Mary Sanders 9 AM - meeting and morning calls 10 AM - Dana Edwards at Ladies' Choice H.C. 11 AM - Dana Edwards at Ladies' Choice H.C. 12 noon - lunch 1 PM - drop flyers at three Country Clubs: Woodhaven, Silver Springs, and Palm Court. 2 PM - finish with flyers and Zoe Fields at Meadow Crest C.C. 3 PM - Zoe Fields at Meadow Crest C.C. and drop off flyers there 4 PM - office, return calls and reports. Bill wrote a note into the computer asking Mary to see him quickly before leaving for her visits for the day. Mary got into the office a few minutes before 9 AM. She look at her computer and saw Bill's note. She walked over to his office. She asked, "Hey, Bill. What's up?" Bill answered, "Nothing big, Mary. We just got another prospective girl for the tournament, and she is at one of the clubs where you are dropping off flyers. I was wondering if you could reschedule with Zoe Fields and see this new girl, Amber Jackson, today?" Mary said, "Let me give Zoe a call. I don't think it will be a problem. Be right back." Mary walked back to her desk. She called Zoe and rescheduled her visit. Mary returned to Bill and said, "All set. I scheduled Zoe for tomorrow morning." Bill replied, "Great. Sorry about that. Talk to you later. Have a good one." Mary answered, "I'll call for messages after lunch." At that, Mary got her things together for the day and got ready to go on her visits to check out prospective competitors. ********** Not long after Mary left, Betty Daniels walked into the office. She was another one of Bill's evaluators for the girls for the tournament. There were three of them doing the evaluations, Mary, Betty and a new girl named Jane Willis. Jane wasn't going out on her own, but going with Betty and watching how she did the evaluations. There was another girl also doing evaluations, Carol Wright. She evaluated girls at the second stage though, like Bill. The girls that passed the first evaluation had to pass the required beauty/measurement/fitness requirements. Either Carol or Bill evaluated the girls that passed both of those stages, as the final requirement to enter the tournament. Betty walked over to her desk and then over to Bill's office. She went inside and asked, "What's on the agenda for today, boss?" Bill explained, "I have some more girls for you evaluate and something else to check out. A friend of mine left me a message that his nightclub is going to be having an oil wrestling night next week, and the girls are going to be there tonight to generate interest. I want you to go over there and check the place as see if it's worth us going there. Ok?" Betty wrote down the information and responded, "Sure thing. Do you want me to go there tonight? I have to get going, I have a lot of appointments for today." Bill said, "Yeah, go there tonight, about 8 PM or so, and take Jane with you. Show her that part of things. Why don't you take the morning off then, and come on in later in the afternoon for the nightclub event? Reschedule your morning appointments for tomorrow. Maybe you can still get one appointment done for the afternoon, but don't push it too hard." Betty said, "Ok. Will do, boss." Betty went to her desk and rescheduled her morning visits until the following day. She had one appointment for the afternoon with Connie Brown, the golf pro at a Country Club where she attended a luncheon. Connie had shown interest in the flyer that she had with her. ********** Mary arrived at the Ladies' Choice Health Club a little early. She saw Dana Edwards getting ready for her swimming class. Mary sat back and watched from the rear of the room. As with the other women she had evaluated, she took down some notes as the brunette taught her class, and went through the swimming routines with them. Mary figured that Dana would get in, but she wasn't sure how well the brunette would fair in the tournament. Mary wasn't sure that the girl was a fighter. Mary thought, "Well, that isn't my decision to make. I just do the evaluation." She wrote down some final notes and then left for lunch. Mary met her boyfriend Doug at a restaurant near the Woodhaven Country Club. She had once again picked a Hooter's restaurant. Mary knew that the girls there had the right figures and beauty, and she knew that she could pick out the ones in really good shape, that might be fighters. While they ate, Mary scanned the restaurant and picked out two waitresses that she wanted to talk to about the tournament, one blonde and one brunette. She didn't know their names, and knew that she would have to ask. Mary didn't even consider mentioning the tournament to her waitress, Kate. Kate had the right figure and was pretty enough, but clearly out of shape. Mary knew that the other girls would destroy her in a minute. As they were leaving, Mary asked the hostess, Lisa, about the two women, and found out that the brunette was Andrea and the blonde was Tania. Mary made a note to come back and talk to those girls. She also made a note about Lisa, the hostess, she looked to be in pretty good shape as well. Mary kissed Doug goodbye and told him, "Sorry I can't stay longer, sweetie. I have to get back to work now. I'll talk to you later tonight. Glad you could meet me for lunch." Doug said, "Yeah, me too. IT worked out great that we were so close together today. Let's try to arrange that more often." Mary smiled, "Yeah, let's try. Bye." At that, she got back into her car and drove down the street to the Woodhaven Country Club. Mary was stopped at the main gate to the Country Club, and had to explain who she was, and why she was there. She explained and gave her card, and was admitted. She talked to the club manager about placing the flyers up for the employees to see. She was given permission. Mary placed about a dozen of the flyers at various places around the Country Club that had bulletin boards for the employees. She finished with the flyers at just the right time to go and watch Amber's aerobics class. Mary watched the redhead doing her workouts with the class, and made some of her customary notes. Mary noted that the redhead had a terrific figure and looked very toned and in great shape. Mary figured that Amber would do well in the tournament. She finished with her notes, and then left. She got back in her car and started the long drive to the next club, Silver Springs. ********** Betty took a nap when she got home, as did Jane. Right after lunch, Betty called up Jane and told her that she'd be there to get her in 15 minutes. Betty pulled up in front of Jane's house and she got in the car. The drive to Shoreview Country Club took about a half hour. Betty explained her visit to the gate guard and was admitted with a visitor's parking pass, and two visitor's club passes. The two women found their way to the golf class area. They took seats by the wall and watched. Betty explained to Jane that she was looking for things on the criteria sheet, to make sure that the tournament applicant met the tournament requirements, at least at a cursory glance. Betty explained that the next step was to view the applicants fitness level. Watch how she moves. Is she toned and fit, but not too muscular? Betty allowed Jane to check Connie, and watched the notes that Jane was writing on the pad. Betty agreed with the notes and Jane's initial evaluation estimate about Connie. They agreed that she had the right beauty and figure requirements to enter, but weren't sure that she was fit enough. They stayed a little while longer and wrote down some more notes, and left about 10 minutes before the class ended. They got back into Betty's car, and drove back to the office, which was clear across town from their location. ********** Mary dropped off flyers at Silver Springs and then at Palm Court, two other Country Clubs. She put up over a dozen flyers at each club. She hoped that they would generate some additional participants. She knew that so far they were getting a steady stream of girls applying for the tournament. After finishing with the flyers, Mary returned to the office. She typed up her reports on the girls that she saw, and gave them to Bill. She returned a few messages that she had gotten during the day. She pulled the phone number that she had written down over the weekend out of her purse. She called the phone number for "Grinders" that had been listed on the sign. "Grinders, this is Chuck," the rough voice answered. Mary asked, "Hi Chuck. I'd like to ask about that `Foxy Boxing' night that was mentioned on your sign." Chuck answered, "What do you wanna know?" Mary replied, "Well, are the girls really boxing? Is it staged? Are they strippers, or real fighters?" Chuck answered, "We don't tell the girls who should lose beforehand, if that's what you mean. They fight, but they don't all out, they are strippers after all. Their looks make `em the money, and they ain't gonna risk that! Outside of that, they do after each other." Mary said, "Thanks. Bye." Chuck answered, "Bye." Mary wrote down the information about the fight night, and then typed up a report. And she took that in to Bill. "Got a second?" she asked. "Yeah, come on in," Bill responded. She showed him the info, and then explained, "I think it would be a good idea to go to this fight night and see what these strippers can do. It might just be a waste of time, but if there are any good, we might be missing out on some prospective fighters. What do you think?" Bill looked it over and thought about it, "Sounds good. I'm still not sure though. Go over to the `Grinders' place and check out the strippers. See if any of them look like they will fit our requirements. If you think they look promising, then it's a go, if not, then we'll forget it. You can bring your boyfriend along, if you'll feel safer that way, but don't tell him why you are there." Mary didn't really like the idea of going to a strip club at all with or without her boyfriend, but she said, "Ok, boss. I'll check it. When do you want me to do it? Tonight? Tomorrow night?" She thought about how she would convince her boyfriend to go to a strip club with her and what possible reason she would have for going there. She knew that she couldn't tell him the real reason for her visit, and she thinks that she came up with a believable story. Bill said, "Either tonight or tomorrow night is fine, but don't delay it too long. The fight night is Thursday." Mary responded, "Ok. Thanks." Mary arrived home and called her boyfriend after doing a few things. Doug answered, "Hello." Mary responded, "Hello, yourself. How ya doing?" Doug answered, "Fine. How about you?" Mary pouted, "In a bind. That's why I called. Can you help me?" Doug said, "Sure, babe. What do you need?" Mary said, "Well, this is a bit embarrassing. But, would you go with me to a strip club tomorrow night?" Doug was shocked, "Where?" Mary said, "You heard me. A strip club. There's a reason. Just listen. A friend from work's fiance is having his bachelor party there, and she wanted somebody to look in on it, for a minute. I agreed. But, I'm nervous to go alone. Will you go with me?" Doug was still skeptical, but said, "Sure." Mary smiled, "Thanks! Talk to you later." Then she hung up. ********** Meanwhile, Betty and Jane arrived back at the office. They did some paperwork for a little while. They turned in the report on Connie, and then quickly left for Tom's Sports Bar, to check things out. Betty and Jane arrived at Tom's Sports Bar about 20 minutes before the bikini show started. They got decent seats, but to get the really good seats, they would have to have gotten there 20 minutes earlier. But they could still see well enough for their purposes for this night. More people shuffled and took seats as the show started. The announcer took his podium and started, "Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to Tom's Sports Bar. As you all know, next Friday we are having our next Oil Wrestling competition. Tonight, the ladies are here to introduce themselves and show off their bodies for you and maybe get some bets going for those fights. They want you all to be here next Friday to cheer for them. Pick your favorite and cheer her on to victory!" He continued, "And now, let's start with team 1. Our team 1 alternate member is: Kiana Han! The team one members are Vicky Donaldson, Mandy Brown, and Rochelle Smith. And finally the team one Captain is Carrie Anderson. Let's give team 1 a big round of applause!" At that Kiana, Vicky, Mandy, Rochelle and Carrie walked out on stage. The beautiful young women strutted around the stage in a little bikinis and danced around for the audience, each girl taking a different area, and then switching back and forth, giving each area a view of each girl. The announcer then continued on, "And now, there opponents for the Oil Wrestling tournament, team 2. The team 2 alternate member is Samantha Evans. The team two members are Tanisha Washington, Erica Morgan, and Jill Fletcher. The team 2 Captain is Crystal Thomas. Let's give team 2 a big round of applause!" Samantha, Tanisha, Erica, Jill and Crystal walked out onto the stage and began to strut and dance for the mainly male audience. They danced around in tiny bikinis taking different areas, as did team one. The girls all circulated throughout the stage, giving everyone a great view. Betty and Jane had determined that they saw enough to know that they should definitely show up for the fight night. The bikini show continued for a while longer, with the girls circulating in the crowd, trying to get bets for the fight and to generate fans to support them. Betty and Jane didn't stay for that. They saw enough. They wrote up good reports on all of the girls for preliminary evaluations, but a few seemed too muscular, like bodybuilders and those types were out. Betty and Jane returned to their homes and went to sleep. First thing in the morning, Betty and Jane returned to the office and wrote up their reports on the girls. Betty turned in both sets of reports to Bill. She said, "It looked good. We should definitely go to that Oil Wrestling night." Bill asked, "A lot of bodybuilder types?" Betty responded, "Not really, just a couple. Generally just fitness model types. Exactly our type of girl." Bill smiled, "Perfect. We'll get the whole team there next Friday. We can do all the evaluations at once." Betty answered, "Sounds good." Then she left and returned to her desk. ********** Mary called into the office from her car phone. Bill answered, the phone, "B & C Consulting." Mary responded, "Hey Bill, it's Mary. I'm on the road. I'm heading over to see Zoe, my missed appointment from yesterday, then I have another lead I'm gonna follow up. A couple more Hooter's girls." Bill said, "Fine with me. Stop in later." Mary answered, "Will do." Mary hung up the phone and continued her drive to the Meadow Crest Country Club. She arrived at the club just a few minutes before Zoe's 10 AM class. Mary watched the aerobics class and took notes as she had been doing. Mary guessed that Zoe would do well. She finished her notes and then left. She put up some flyers in the designated locations and then left for Hooters to talk to Andrea and/or Tania. Mary drove the short distance to the Hooter's restaurant and parked her car. She walked in and scanned the restaurant for either Andrea or Tania. She spotted Andrea. The hostess came over and asked, "Do you see your group?" Mary said, "No, I don't have a group. I'm alone. Could I please have a table in Andrea's section?" The hostess looked over and saw that Andrea had a couple empty tables and brought Mary over. Mary sat down. Andrea came over quickly, "Hello, I'm Andrea. Can I get you something to drink?" "A Pepsi or Coke, whatever soda you have," Mary responded. "We have Pepsi here. Be right back," Andrea smiled. A few minutes later Andrea returned with the soda. She asked, "Would like to order, or do you need a few minutes?" Mary said, "Give me a few minutes. And while I'm thinking about my order, check this out." Mary handed her one of the flyers. Mary explained, "I'm one of the evaluators for the applicants for the tournament. I spotted you last week, and I thought you'd be perfect for the tournament." Andrea blushed and said, "I don't know. I'm not much of a fighter." Mary said, "That's not a problem. The girls in the tournament aren't professional boxers. There a few Hooter's waitresses that I have signed up already." That wasn't entirely the truth, at least not yet, but it wasn't entirely a lie either. Andrea said, "I'm not so sure. One time, I started something with a girl and nearly got the shit beat of me for it. If it wasn't for my friends, she would have really knocked me around." Mary said, "Well, you look in pretty good shape to me. I think you look like you could take care of yourself. How long ago was this fight?" Andrea said, "About three years ago. Actually getting beat up like that is what convinced me to get into better shape." Mary said, "Well, you look to be in great shape to me. Think about the flyer. I'll be back in a few days. We can talk more then, if you want any more information about the tournament, or to talk about your fight. It's up to you." Andrea said, "Ok. Fair enough." She looked over the flyer. Mary said, "Great!" She finished her soda and paid for it and then left. Mary went on another short evaluation to a health club down the club called Sally's. The tennis instructor there, Joanna Conrad, had called in about the flyer. Mary watched the tennis lessons and took her customary notes. She took her time and dawdled. She parked her car in the park, and typed up her reports into her laptop computer and emailed them back to Bill. By this time, it was about 5 PM, and she had been told that Tania would be working at Hooter's after 5 PM. Mary drove back to the restaurant, and asked for Tania's section. Mary was seated and ordered another soda and showed Tania the flyer. Tania looked at it nervously, and said, "I'm not sure. I don't like to fight." Mary said, "Well, I understand that. It's a lot of money. At least think it over. You look to be in terrific shape." Tania answered, "Thanks. I try to keep in great shape. It's not that I can't fight. I know how to fight, and I have fought before, and it's caused me more problems than it was worth." Mary said, "I can sympathize with you there. Fights with ex-friends over things, or with some other girl over a guy can get rather nasty. But this isn't like that. This is fights for money." Tania said, "Well, that does put a different twist on things. I can at least think it over." Tania went for the soda and brought it back, and put in Mary's order. She returned and said, "I don't know Mary. That last fight really left me emotionally hurt. I lost a roommate and nearly lost a friend." Mary was about to say something, when Tania continued, "You see, my roommate and a guy friend of mine were dating. She wasn't treating him right. I warned him about it. I wasn't trying to steal him away, just warn him that she was trouble. He swears he didn't say a word, but somehow it got back to my roommate, Gloria, that I had said something. She challenged me. I tried to calm her down, but she couldn't listen. She started to swing at me. I backed away, but I hit the wall and her next punch hit me in the jaw. I swung back and hit her. We just started throwing punches back and forth like that. We had both taken quite a few good shots, but I started to get the best of Gloria and started to land more punches. I backed her up and gave her a swollen eye and bloody lip before she went down and gave up. She moved out the next day, and my friend had thought that I had fought her to steal him away. It took me a while to convince him otherwise, and we remained friends. Actually that was a year ago, and now he and I are dating. That was my fighting experience." Mary said, "Wow, that was something. You didn't really want that fight, but you couldn't just let your roommate hurt you either." Tania answered, "No way. But, I'm not sorry she's gone. She was trouble. I do miss her though, in some ways." Mary smiled, "I understand." Tania went and brought the food, and that ended the fight discussion for that night. As she finished her dinner and got ready to pay, Mary said, "Give me a call if you have any questions about the flyer, or want more information. I should be back in a few days." Tania put the flyer away and said, "Ok." {End of Chapter 2}