Carmen's  12th story about wrestling and boxing




My Email: RNMEXGYM@aol.com please email me questions and comments. I am not
looking for opponents!! Summary- Brief informative life reflections of my
fighting life Part 12. Please note, in mid-December I am fighting a woman from
Florida who I met online and have had a considerable amount of contact with
over the past few months with emails, telephone calls and picture and videos.
She is an Israeli- American who has over 20 years of boxing and fist fighting
experience and I am fighting her very soon. Karen is well documented as a
really good/great fighter and I see this fight as a defining moment in my
life. I look forward to reporting on this fight and my victory of the best
opponent I ever fought. She is an outstanding mature woman in many ways and
look forward to adding her to my knockout string of victories.

Well life is certainly interesting after the story my husband last wrote. I
have to say that 99.9% of it was accurate and that when I first read it I was
furious he was airing out our dirty laundry in public like that. Saying some
things are OK based on the fact it was me who went public with parts of my
life but the rest of what he wrote was to much. I came close to beating the
total shit out of him I swear. However, as I take a deep breath right now, I
decided not to beat him based on my love for him and that of my family and
decided to talk and seek help. I have been seeing a psychologist in the
hospital for several months regarding my cheating on him and now have gone to
couple therapy. I am sad to report ( fuck it everyone knows everything anyway
at this point) that he has temporarily moved out of the house). Technically I
own the house anyway since it was a gift from my first husband Jack,but that
is not the point. The final straw for Richard was when I dressed him up in a
red wig and red dress and makeup and did some light bedroom boxing with huge
16 oz gloves as I wore the same dress and wig . At first it was fun and sexy
for both of us but eventually as I punched more and harder and punched the wig
off his head and bloodied his mouth and nose ( we did not wear mouthpieces
since it was just light play fighting at first) he dropped to the floor crying
and that was it. As close to a nervous breakdown as I ever saw and that is NOT
WHAT either of us want. As he sat there the cum was coming out of him like
there was a pump inside his cock and he cried and kept apologizing to me for
not being strong enough to compete at my level. It was horrible to witness and
I could not console him. The following day he asked permission to leave and I
granted it. I felt terrible but had to let him go. I believe and pray that
therapy will bring us back together and the man I LOVE to LOVE and love to be
with will be back here in my home. Sad times for sure but I know with Jesus in
our lives and therapy for both of us we will triumph.

The amount of supportive emails he received- all to my email account by the
way- has been heart warming and helpful and he has responded to many if not
all of them. The amount of nasty emails directed towards me is not a surprise
but wow and wow are some people mean and nasty. Whatever!

I have had a number of people ask me to write the following story about
beating up the ENT doctor from the hospital 2 summers ago. Not sure how so
many got wind of that story but here ya go and I will use his name since he is
in another state now. This is the only time that my fighting and "after fight
fun" almost caused a divorce. Thank Christ this ended up OK but it was close.

I met Dr. Russell (his first name) one day as he was down in the CCU
consulting on a patient. Cute guy, dark curly hair, glasses, sexy look, about
5'10 maybe 180 or less, good shape and smart. In fact the smartest man I ever
met. He had of course his MD plus a Ph.D. and a Masters in Business and he was
head of the Department as well. Very serious man of 40 years old. He was
married with 2 kids. Second marriage. We had a brief but professional
conversation about the patient and over the next several months we would bump
into one another. Harmless. He was cute but I was married and even though I do
cheat on my hubby but never thought twice about Russ. At the hospital
Christmas party I was dressed a little better then my usual scrub top I wear
to hide my muscular physique and he looked great in a tuxedo and we found
ourselves talking by the punch bowl. I felt the chemistry and was sure he did
but still had no use for him at that moment. As I was walking away he took his
fingers and brushed them against my exposed right arm that was bent and flexed
from holding the drink and he said "your arms are really sexy and beautiful
... .just like the rest of you Carmen". I smiled and thanked him and felt like
kissing him I swear but smiled and walked away even though I was taken aback
by his comment and touching me. He said it in such a factual and serious way I
found it sexy.

I did not see him for several weeks but I did receive 2 floral bouquets at the
nurses station with a note that said "thinking of your arms and the rest of
your body" signed anonymous. I told my friends that they were from Richard but
I knew all the time who sent them. I made no contact with him at all and when
I took the flowers home I told Richard they were from an appreciative patient.
He knew they were not but never would question me at that point. So a few
weeks go by and we met in the hospital cafeteria and he sits next to me and we
have a very benign conversation about nothing specific and I finally said
thank you for the flowers. He blushes and tells me he has thought about me a
lot since the party and I told him I have thought about him to, which was not
really true as I did not think about him for a second really. I asked him if
he works out and he said yes and told him where I do and invited him to be my
guest. Well for a variety of reasons, vacations, seminars, life ,it was not
until May that he was able to meet me at the gym. I met him outside the gym on
a beautiful S. Cali day and made sure I had on a great outfit so he could see
everything he never sees at home (so I thought) and he greeted me with a "wow
you look amazing" comment and a hug a long hard hug and when I hugged him back
you heard the air leave his lungs and a ugh sound and squeezed him hard on
purpose so he can feel my strength. When I released him I felt his erection
and he knew I did and he blushed which was really very cute for him to do. I
took him by the hand and told him "let's see if I can make your muscles grow
that fast"and we went in to workout. It was very clear the man did workout but
more clear that I was stronger which was TOTAL FUN watching him try to keep
up. Back then I lifted a lot and was able to bench 200lbs 4-5x easily well not
easy easy but I did it. He could barely get it up once and he was not happy
being shown up but the erection in his shorts showed he was pleased by
something. We spent 2 hours there, an hour at the juice bar talking and then I
took him into this little room near reception and posed for him. He was cute
and I was into him at the moment and god knows I am to spontaneous with my
actions at times. I never saw him smile so much and every time he went to
touch me he asked permission which I thought was wonderful. We were both
enjoying that and we kissed a lot as well. The man could kiss that's for sure
and I love good kissers. He also did not go crazy WITH HIS HANDS ALL OVER MY
BODY BUT INSTEAD WAS CONTROLLED which I like but hardly ever receive. Like he
has been there before type of thing, ya know no groping type of thing.. It was
getting very hot and heavy as they used to say and I pushed him back and kept
my hand on his very erect cock and pulled his shorts down and gave him a
handjob in that lil closet room. It was fast and it was messy for sure but
there was no way he could walk with that erection and I wanted to see his
reaction to the whole thing. When he came his legs gave out and almost
collapsed but I held him up for the few seconds that took and I took off his
wet T shirt to clean up his cock and me for that matter to where his cum
splattered and he was fine with that. We walked out of the closet-thing and he
was shirtless holding his cum laced T shirt and he calmly threw it in the
trash and we both walked out to the parking lot hand in hand and kissed by my
car and said good bye- before we left he said "now what?" and I said we'll see
... ... ... for me I was not sure if I wanted more from him. He was cute,
sweet, nice bod, GREAT kisser but I did not need any of that between Richard
and "others" I sleep with periodically maybe it was not worth having an affair
with a married guy I thought.

Over the next few weeks he left me a number of notes in my mailbox at work and
some very nice emails. Always complimenting my body, telling me how much he
was turned on watching me workout and feeling my muscles kept him "hard for
hours" and things like that. I did not see him but for a few times in an
elevator or walking the halls but lot's of notes. I rarely responded for no
other reason then I just did not feel like it!

The hospital was sponsoring a fund raiser that June and it was unusually hot.
It was not mandatory but all of our department heads suggested we attend and
socialize with the donors. I wore a conservative outfit and did not notice him
that day at all. After a long day and a hot one at that we all went to the
head of cardiologys' house for a swim party. It was supposed to be just people
from our department but by the time I turned around there had to be 100 people
and in this gorgeous home they fit well and was not crowded. I, like many
others wore our bikinis and were having a ball. Drinking and gossiping and
flirting and telling stories, it was a lot of fun!! I looked to my left and
there he was with this very gorgeous California type woman on his arm. She
looked young, I found out just 24, his second wife, was wearing a wedding ring
as big as my fist I swear and had all the usual California looks to her except
this one was not pencil skinny and had some noticeable muscles. She had the
usual fake boobs and perfect teeth too. I later found out she did fitness
competitions, and that is where they met, which now his infatuation with my
muscles, which are significantly bigger then hers made sense. She was really
very attractive and there was no doubt in my mind in the life she was leading
now as his wife she had more muscles and athletic ability then all of her
friends combined which "could" make her a lot stronger in her own mind. There
was no doubt she was giving me dirty looks and I felt it strongly but did not
give 2 shits. I was off with friends talking and drinking and having fun when
he came over and wanted to talk. We went off to a secluded corner where he
begs me to leave the party ... .WHAT? Why would I do that? Because he says, he
told Amanda about our little affair and she is furious and wants to beat the
shit out of me. Give me a break I said- first of all why did YOU say anything
since I never told a soul and fuck you and fuck her I will beat the living
mother fucking shit out of both of you are you kidding me. I do NOT have a
temper but this pissed me off. Meantime he cannot stop staring at my tits and
abs and at one point I said " Russ look up here for a second at my eyes!! He
looked up knowing he was staring and getting hard and turned beet red! I
walked away from him but believe me I wanted to punch this ass in his face. I
walked over to these radiology reps I know and had 2 shots of something
disgusting to calm down. I walked away just to clear my head and who grabs my
shoulder but this spoiled bitch who I had no patience for. She starts
threatening me and ends her bullshit with I will beat the shit out of you if
you go near my man again Mexican whore. I mean c'mon on. I was in no mood for
any of this and I was having so much fun and now I am being cursed out in
public in front of my people?. Before she had a chance to breathe I smacked
her in the face so hard they heard it back in Texas and went behind her to
apply my choke hold and now with a ton of people watching choked her
unconscious in front of everyone. Whole incident took a minute. I held her in
my forearm and The girl drops in a lump at my feet as everyone is stunned and
the rush over to her. She was fine just unconscious. A whole brouhaha ensued
ending with the lovely doctor reviving her and looking up at me with that "
WTF did I do look" which he knows was his fault to begin with. I admit seeing
her stone cold good bye gone and slapping this fucking bitch was great and
easy as hell. Everyone was flipping out, my skimpy bikini revealed all my
muscles plus I was pretty drunk from a lot of punch (ironically, ha ha)and
they were a little pumped up , my nipples are popping through like pebbles and
Richard, the cop everyone was intimidated by is bringing calm to the place-
which is funny knowing what we all know now, right? Sorry Richard! A good 30
minutes goes by before everything is normal- or at least they thought that. I
knew that she would want more and Russ will get involved at some point as well
to show his wife how HE is in command and will protect her. I knew what was
going to happen and I did not want it to but knew it nonetheless.

I went home with Richard and we fucked like teenagers. He loved it, meaning
the little fight. So did I but loved that he loved it so much more. We fucked
so hard and so fast he came inside me twice before my first orgasm.

The next few weeks went by and I did not see the lovely man once. Then one day
I was doing a double shift and was having an early dinner by myself in the
cafeteria and reading a book when he sits down next to me. I was not sure what
was going to happen nor was I overly concerned so I put down my book and said
HI and smiled. His eyes at first looked angry but after I said hi he looked
more relaxed. He went on and on what I did was wrong and how I could have
really hurt her and gave me all the medical reasons what "could have happened"
and I let him finish. He tells me how devastated she was at being humiliated
and that she is "so strong" and athletic that maybe I was just lucky. I told
him that I have been taught by the best how to choke someone out and how I
could do it to YOU right now with ease. His eyes dropped to the floor and he
went back and forth between the floor and my eyes a few times and said "
Carmen I cannot stop thinking about you" and blushed. I asked him in what way
was he thinking about me and I reached under the table and touched his groin
area and he exhaled deeply. His hand was over mine and said " the power in
your body and your muscles are nothing I have ever experienced but think about
VERY often. He was totally hard at that point in this near empty cafeteria and
I looked around and let go of his hard cock. So I said, now what? And he says
Amanda needs to wrestle you. What? I was a little startled by that bizarre
comment and said " she NEEDS to wrestle me? Why would that be? Because she is
totally humiliated by what happened and she is SO not use to be in that
position you know. I was laughing inside and asked "what do you mean? He was
actually speechless which was worth the price of admission. I knew the answer,
she is a spoiled beautiful rich lady married to him and she never loses type
of person. He was more eloquent in his explanation but that was fine. Then I
inched my chair next to his and whispered in his ear. "Russ, tell me the
truth, when you fuck that bitch do you think about me? A VERY long pause and
he says " first of all I do not FUCK her I make love to her ... ... .then
another long pause ... .."yes". I smiled and got up and walked away without
saying a word. Over the next 3 weeks him and I met in various luxurious hotel
rooms and on his boat at least 10 times in total and it was really a lot of
fun. He was methodical in his "love making" and went over EVERY inch of my
body and loved and I mean loved watching me pose for him. We did this role
playing where I would dress up as a school girl with a white top and plaid
dress and sneakers and would say " doctor I have been very bad in school and
got these two D's. And then push out my D cup breasts and say doctor are D's
good or bad and he would get this huge smile and suck on each and tell me how
strong I was and how much he loved "each and every muscle" and then say "D's
are good miss and we would laugh and fuck our brains out. It was really very
cute and a lot of fun. He bought me great gifts and there was awesome love
making. However, he would always mention that I "had to" wrestle his wife and
asked me to just get it over with but be careful because she is very strong
and athletic. That used to piss me off since it was clear to me that she could
not be 1/2 has strong as me plus based on a variety of very painful holds I
put him in, all taught to me by my X husband, that I knew how to fight.

I could not avoid it any longer plus I was growing tired of being with him and
agreed to fight at their house on a given morning. I will briefly explain this
farce. I got there and was escorted by him to this room with a padded floor
and in she walks wearing a string bikini, which is NOT really wrestling attire
where I come from and said some nasty things with him by her side. She told me
that she is going to kick my filthy Mexican ass and then after she does that
"her man" ( same one who I fucked a dozen times and I role play with and has
literally cried from some of the holds I put him in) would throw me out of
their house. If I was not angry I would have laughed. I had on a tight t shirt
and shorts and simply said OK lets go slut. I was facing her looking at that
stupid bikini she had on which was so inappropriate but it was apparent the
lady worked out. Nice muscular arms, outline of abdominal muscles, nice back
so I gave her credit for that and guts to face me. She came at me and I easily
threw her to the floor- she gets up and comes at me again and this time I
threw her against the wall and she bounces off and lands on her ass. I stood
over with my arms on my hips and asked her if she was getting up or do I have
to go down there to choke you out? She gets up with fire in her eyes but also
looking scared. I was rather relaxed although a little pissed off. Russ stood
there silent. She was trying to grab me when I put her wrists in a wrist lock
and put her on her knees and she was SCREAMING in pain. I eventually released
her and unclipped her bikini top and pulled it off her and pushed her to the
ground on her chest and sat on her back and cupped my hands under her chin and
YANKED her chin up which is excruciatingly painful to ones neck and back. I
felt the tears rolling off her cheeks and on to my hands. I see him standing
there with a fucking huge erection and I smiled at him and he at me and then
he looked away. I let her go and she was lying there on the floor moaning and
sobbing. I stood up and walked over to him and said " ya think she wants more?
And I laughed and he shook his head and said you better go. I turned away and
went back to her and choked her unconscious without any resistance. I then
stood up and grabbed her by the hair with both hands as her eyes remained
closed and asked him " is this what you both wanted?" and dropped her face to
the mat. He did not say a word or make a move. I stood up and said " she is
all yours" grabbed my bag and left.

For 9 days not a sound or word from him and I did in fact see him 2x in the
elevator and once in the hallway. He put his eyes down and made no contact
which I was fine with. Then after a while passes he calls down to the nursing
station and asks "for a meeting". He was upset to say the least again going
over all the things that could have happened to her but didn't- neck damage
etc., etc. I reminded him it was "fake boobs" ( my nickname for her) who
wanted to fight ME and not vica versa. Common sense prevailed and before you
knew it he was worshipping me once again, verbally. At that point I was very
tired of the whole scene and told him so. Apparently rejection is not a common
thing for him either and he was not taking it well. He wanted to "meet" me in
the hotel room , he invited me on to his boat for drinks, etc., etc. Who do
you think you are he says. I think I am the person who is telling you enough
is enough and you go live your life and I will live mine. Again, not comments
that were making him happy so I walked away from him.

All was quiet for a few weeks until one day in the gym I was sparring with
some guy who was about 1,000 times better then me at the time and I was
learning from him. After 9 rounds of four minutes each I was done in every way
you can think of. Tired as hell. I said thanks and bye to my sparring partner
and was sitting there on a bench still with my gloves on when you know who
sits next to me and said " I want to box you" just like that. No hello or
anything just I want to fight you. I looked over and said "get lost" Russ
before you get hurt and stood up. He stands up and blocks my way and said
"don't chicken out I want to fight you and then I want a blowjob and sex all
night". The poor guy has snapped I thought. I told him to go home to "Barbie"
and fuck her but I am done with you baby. He insisted on boxing me. I have to
tell you I knew he was mad but I was really PO'd. I pushed him and told him to
put on a pair of gloves from the closet and get in the ring NOW before I cool
down. There he is with his skinny arms in the ring and his first time with
gloves on. I just faced him and said "you ready?" and he said yes. I needed
only ONE punch to drop him on his ass. A strait right dropped him. He stumbles
up and gets in some kind of boxing stance I never saw and stood there and I
threw FIVE very hard jabs to his face all landed with his neck snapping back
blood dripping from his nose a look of fear I never saw before and he stumbles
backwards into the ropes. His gloves are now firmly against his face
protecting himself as the blood oozed down his chin. I walked over to him and
threw the hardest hook to his abs I could pull together after a tough sparring
session beforehand. My biceps were swollen at that point and KABOOM I throw
this punch that dug so far deep into his body I probably hit his spine and he
drops like a rag doll. He was turning purple I swear. I bent down and in his
ears I said " fuck with me again and I will go to your house and fistfuck that
fake cunt who married you for your money and beat the living crap out of you
and your maid" and left him there as people jumped into the ring to help him.
I left the gym without showering just in case he got up and wanted more or
said anything stupid. Even 2 years ago I could have seriously injured him ...
.now at this skill level forget it.

Within 6 months he "took another job" and left the state and never heard from
again. And that is the story of doc Russ and his wife.

Most probably the next time you hear from me will be about my fight with
Karen. We are fighting in mid- December and then , believe it or not, Richard
( I HOPE) and me and Karen and her boyfriend and child are all going to
Jamaica on vacation. All paid for by her. I expect to knock her out of course
and will write about it in detail. Look before I go a few comments. First,
Richard- I LOVE YOU and need you and want us back together- that sums it up
for now. Next, Karen, all the credit to you for what you have accomplished in
your life- and without details she is really well accomplished. However, babe
you bit off more then you can chew. All of your fistf ighting, beating men and
women for 20 years will not help when I connect MY STRENGTH AND MY MUSCLES to
your jaw. I predict a fast knockout and then I will enjoy both you and your
very handsome boyfriend for a night or two or three and then you can be my
slave on vacation for Richard and I.

Love to all Carmen