Kristen shames two hot heads with Martial Arts.
By Crohnsman Crohnsman67216@yahoo.com
Kristen protects her boyfriend with her amazing Martial Art skills.

This story was requested by the young lady who asked for the first
Kristen story. She sent me the premise of what she wanted and it sounded
interesting. So I hope you and she enjoys the final results.

Kristen and Meredith are sitting in their dorm room, reminiscing about
the day Kristen proved to Meredith's boyfriend that Karate was an
excellent form of self defense. The two girls decided to attend the same
College after graduating high school and were lucky enough to be housed
in the same dorm. "I remember that like it was yesterday Kristen. You
really taught Greg a lesson that day. That little wimp painfully found
out how devastating Karate is against a much larger opponent. You kicked
his ass all over the yard." "Hey, you didn't do so bad yourself girl. You
handled him like he was a child and laid his ass out cold. I can still
hear that big pussy crying his eyes out while you dragged his ass into
the house to pay up on the bet. I was never more proud of you in my life.
You were totally awesome." Her friend replied. "I was pretty good wasn't
I?" Meredith said with a sly grin.

"I had that sissy so afraid of me he would nearly piss his pants if I
raised my voice. Although he did become an expert at eating pussy by the
time I was through teaching him. And it only took a few more beatings to
convince the wimp I meant business. But by then, I realised you were
right about him all along. He was a jerk and an asshole. Actually, I
think he was glad when I dumped him. All he said was. OK Meredith, if
that's the way you want it. Then he ran like hell." The two girls broke
down laughing. "OK, that's enough talk about pussy Greg." Kristen told
her life long friend. "What do you and Brandon have planned for tonight?"
"Not much really. What about you and Scott?" Meredith asked. "There's a
really good band playing at the Diamond Club tonight. So Scott is taking
me dancing. Why don't you and Brandon join us." "I'll ask him. But I'm
sure he'll say yes. He's nothing like Greg. He loves to please me." She
replied. "Good. Then we'll see you there about 9:00." "OK girl. It's a
date." The two friends went their separate ways.

"Hey babe. How's my girl tonight?" Scott asked when he picked Kristen up.
"I'm fine thank you. And how's my man?" She asked in return. "Much
better, now that I'm with the prettiest girl in the world. You really
look sexy in that little black dress. You may have to fight me off while
we're on the dance floor." He told her with a leering grin. "Then it's a
good thing I'm a 2nd degree black belt in Karate and a 1st degree in
Aikido. Fighting you off won't be a problem." She teasingly answered.
"WHOA!" "I was only kidding babe. I've seen you practice against those
big guys in your martial arts classes. I surrender. I'll keep my hands in
my pockets all night." He replied with a frightened look. "I was only
teasing you sweetie. I would never hurt you. Although I might throw you
around a little if you DON'T put those hands on this body." She said with
a pretend glare. "No problem babe." Scott said as he gave her a
passionate kiss.

"Say Kristen. I really want to show you a good time tonight and I'm a
little short on cash. Would you mind if we stopped off at the pool hall
for about an hour or so?" He asked apologetically. "No Scott. That would
be fine. I love to watch you play pool. As long as we get to the club by
nine. Meredith and Brandon are going to meet us there." "Great. I like
Meredith and Brandon. They're a fun couple. And I promise to get us there
on time." He said as he opened the car door so she could get in. Kristen
pecked him on the cheek for being a gentleman and sat down. She thought
about how lucky she was to have met Scott while he walked around to the
drivers side of the car. He was sweet and easy to talk to. And he was
always the perfect gentleman. She suspected she might be falling in love.

When Scott and Kristen entered the pool hall he spotted his marks right
away. Two good ole boys were playing at a table and he saw one hand the
other a five dollar bill after losing the game. "Do you fellas mind if I
take on the winner? He asked the two red necks. They looked at each other
and smiled at the prospect of winning money from a hot shot College boy.
"Sure friend. We're playing for five bucks a game. Can you afford to lose
that much?" The winner asked him. "Five a game suits me fine. Rack em
up." Scott told him as he winked at Kristen. Scott had one hell of a time
losing the first game on purpose. The asshole couldn't keep his eyes off
of Kristen and concentrate on his shots. She was sitting on a high stool
with one leg crossed over the other while she slowly swung her foot up
and down. He could see just a hint of the red garter she was wearing to
hold her sheer stockings up. It drove him crazy.

After throwing the first few 8 ball games Scott was ready to make his
move. "Say boys. How about raising the stakes to twenty bucks a game?
Maybe that would give me an incentive to shoot better." The two burly men
nearly laughed out loud as they agreed to his request. Ron, the biggest
of the two, broke the balls and stood back grinning. Scott cleared half
of his balls before missing on purpose and leaving Ron hooked behind the
eight ball. "Man, how lucky is that? You could have cleared the table on
me if I left you in the open." Scott told Ron with a straight face. Ron
missed of course, and Scott finished up his balls before sinking the 8
ball in the corner pocket. I guess that's what I needed was a little
incentive." He said while picking up the two twenty's.

About an hour later, Scott was $200.00 ahead. One hundred and forty of it
was Ron's, while his buddy Drew lost sixty. "That's it for me fellas. I'm
ready to call it a night." He told the two pissed off men as he hung up
his cue. "HEY!" "You've got two hundred dollars of our money. You can't
leave without giving us a chance to win it back." Ron hatefully told him.
"Sorry boys. I promised my girl I would take her dancing tonight. You
wouldn't want me to disappoint a beautiful woman like that now would you.
Maybe some other time." Scott replied as he and Kristen walked to the
door. Ron and Drew didn't want to cause a scene and get barred from the
pool hall. They made quite a bit of money there by finding their own
marks. So they let Scott and Kristen walk out without any trouble.

"Scott. It's a beautiful night out and the Cl ub is only a few blocks
down the street. Why don't we walk there. The Club is probably pretty
crowded by now so you'll have a hard time finding a parking space."
Kristen suggested as they walked out into the cool night air. "What ever
makes you happy Kristen." He replied while taking her arm and starting up
the walk. As the two love birds were passing a small park in the middle
of the next block, Ron and Drew stepped out of the shadows. "OK College
boy. Hand over the money you took from us before we get nasty." He
threatened. "Now hold up boys. I won that money fair and square." Scott
told the two men. "THAT'S FUCKING BULLSHIT!" Drew loudly screamed. "You
hustled us and you know it. Now fork it over." "You boys thought you had
an easy mark the minute I showed up. I just out hustled you is all. So
you boys don't have a leg to stand on." Scott said pleading his case.

If looks could kill, Scott would have keeled over dead right there.
Because Ron was glaring at him with daggers flying from his eyes. "Listen
to the hot shot College boy. You must be pre law you little punk. Because
you talk like a fucking Lawyer. Now hand over the cash or I'm going to
fuck you up and take it by force." "You tell him Ron. Fuck him up good."
Drew told his friend while smiling from ear to ear. Kristen was getting
more angry by the second. Her 5 foot 5 inch 118 pound female body was
shaking with rage. Nobody was going to lay a finger on her boyfriend
while she was around. These two bullies were asking for a good beating
and she was more then willing to give it to them. "Now wait a minute
guys. I don't want any trouble. If it means that much to you, I'll give
the money back." Scott said while reaching into his pocket. Kristen
decided it was time to intervene. These two needed to be taught a painful
lesson.

"No you won't Scott. You're not giving in to these two bullies. Now stand
back out of the way." She said as she stepped in front of him. Ron and
Drew looked at each other and laughed. "If you think your girlfriend can
protect you you're sadly mistaken. She wouldn't be the first female I've
put in her place. Now dig out that cash before you're both leaking blood
on the sidewalk." Ron confidently said. Kristen looked him over before
replying to his cocky remark. He was about 6 foot 1 and maybe 200 pounds.
A quick glance at his buddy in case he decided to join in, told her he
was roughly 5 foot 10 and 185 pounds. Only a light workout for a gal with
her martial art talents. So she quickly devised a plan to defuse the
dangerous situation Scott was in. He was much smaller then both of the
rough looking hooligans.

She turned to Ron with a confident smile on her beautiful face. "Since
you value money so much you're willing to fight for it, I have a
proposition for you big mouth. I'll fight you for a thousand dollars. If
I win, you pay us a thousand dollars and leave us be. If you win, I'll
pay you the thousand, plus the two hundred Scott won off of you in pool.
Do we have a deal, or are you just a chicken shit who's pretending to be
a bully?" She asked with her hands on her shapely hips. Ron looked at her
like she was crazy before he busted out laughing. "Do you hear this shit
Drew? The little wimp is hiding behind his woman's skirt. Who the hell
wears the pants in your family you fucking pussy?" He asked Scott.
Kristen cut Scott off before he could respond. "Scott wears the pants in
this relationship asshole. I'm merely his bodyguard. Now put your money
where your mouth is or shut up and run home so you two can play with each
others pussy."

Ron's face flushed red with anger. The bitch had a mouth on her that
needed to be crushed under his boot heel. No one talked to him like that
and walked away without a receiving a sound beating. He had a feeling in
the pit of his stomach that they were being hustled again. But he
couldn't for the life of him think of what their angle might be. He
decided the uneasy feeling must have been something he ate. Besides, a
thousand bucks for kicking the shit out of a female who deserved it was
easy work. "Let's see the color of your money bitch. I'd be glad to stomp
your ass in the ground and take it away from you. Then I'll fuck up your
punk boyfriend before me and Drew have us a swell time on your grand.
Right Drew?" He asked while smiling at his friend. "You got that right
Ron ole buddy. I know a couple of fine looking whores who love to party."
He answered with a large grin.

Kristen dug into her small purse and pulled out a thousand dollars she
was saving for a trip to Paris during spring break. "Here's mine hot
shot. Now let's see yours." "I don't carry that kind of cash on me
sweetheart. I'll have to write you a check." He said while snickering.
"That's fine with me. Show me your check book." Kristen replied with a
sweet smile. Ron shook his head while he fished his check book out of his
pocket. "You really don't think I'm going to need this do you?" He asked
handing it to her. Kristen looked at his balance and confirmed he could
cover the bet. "Let's just call it a formality big mouth. Now shut up and
make out the check." He shook his head again while he wrote it out and
gave it to her. "Here Scott. You hold on to the money." She told her
worried boyfriend. "Are you sure about this Kristen?" "Don't worry s
weetie. Everything will be fine." She assured him. "Keep an eye on him
Drew. I don't trust the little bastard." Ron told his friend. "Will do
buddy. Kick her ass good."

The two combatants stepped into the grass and faced each other. Ron
looked at Kristen and shook his head once again while he smiled. His
slender opponent was wearing a black dress on her fine looking body that
reached about half way down her thigh. Flesh colored stockings covered
her sleek legs and soft ballet style slippers fit perfectly on her small
feet. He couldn't believe his luck. One thousand dollars for about two
minutes work. He felt like he had just hit the lottery. "Are you going to
fight? Or are you going to stare at this body all night that you'll never
be man enough to get your hands on?" She rudely asked. Ron's anger
exploded like dynamite. "You've got a nasty mouth on you bitch. It's
going to be a pleasure to painfully shut it for you." "You mean try and
fail don't you asshole. Now bring it on." She replied.

Ron had no idea Kristen was an accomplished fighter in Karate and Aikido.
Kristen decided to use Aikido on the big bully and thoroughly humiliate
him before finishing the poor guy off. Aikido is a form of martial arts
that doesn't meet force with force. You use leverage and your opponents
momentum against him to throw his body around like it was a toy. After
they're softened up from continuous hard landings, you use locking
techniques on their arms, legs, and neck, to force multiple submissions
and permanently injure their limbs if you absolutely have to. Ron was
about to find out how effective Aikido was against a much larger
opponent. He charged the petite female like an angry rhino to take her
dow n and mangle her soft body and pretty face. Kristen was ready and
waiting for him to try and overwhelm her. He played right into her hands
like a predictable foolish male.

Kristen stepped to the side at the last second and grabbed his left wrist
in both hands. Then she pulled him slightly off balance a little more
before cranking his arm down and out. Ron left his feet and sailed
through the air before landing face and belly first on the ground.
"SLAM!" He was shaken up a bit and surprised as hell. He was also madder
then a hornet when he climbed to his feet. "You're going to pay for that
in spades you bitch." He said as he attacked with venom. This time
Kristen stepped to her left and then up, while wrapping her arm around
his neck. She spun her body in a half circle while dragging Ron with her
until he was about to lose his balance again. At that moment she swept
his legs out from under him with her left foot while shoving down with
her arm. Ron splattered on his back in a spreadeagled position at her
feet. Kristen backed off smiling.

"COME ON MAN! QUIT FUCKING AROUND WITH HER!" Drew screamed at his buddy.
Ron slowly climbed to his feet and cautiously approached her this time.
He wasn't very bright, but he was smart enough not to make the same
mistake three times in a row. Kristen gave him a sweet smile while she
crooked her finger at him to come and get her. But before Ron could do
anything she struck first. She stepped forward and grabbed him by the
wrist. Then she quickly spun him around until his back was to her and
wrapped her right arm around his neck. Before Ron realised what was
happening to him, she turned her shapely hip to his back and flipped him
over. "SPLAT!" Ron hit th e ground hard on his face and stomach. The
throw stunned him so much he lie there trying to clear his head. Kristen
took advantage of his disoriented state.

She grabbed him by the wrists and pulled him up on his knees while
standing behind him. Then she slightly turned her body and wrapped her
right leg around his throat and hooked her foot behind her upper calf.
With Ron helplessly pinned on his knees, she tightened her leg around his
neck and twisted his arms in opposite directions. His painful scream was
silenced by her leg choke hold. Ron was rapidly losing his senses as his
face turned blue. His pitiful struggles to break her holds were totally
ineffective. Drew saw Ron was in dire trouble and decided it was time for
him to join in. He shoved Scott aside and charged at Kristen to help his
buddy break free. Kristen was alerted when Scott screamed out a warning.
"LOOK OUT KRISTEN!" She turned her head and saw Drew coming her way.

She calmly kept Ron pinned down while she waited for Drew to reach them.
When he got there and reached for her, she turned loose of Ron's arm with
her left hand and snatched Drew's right wrist. A simple jerk on his arm
turned his body so he was facing the same way as Ron. Then she cranked
his arm down and then back up behind him. Drew flipped head over heels
and landed on his back at her feet. "SLAM!" While still controlling Ron's
right arm and now Drew's right, she released her choke hold on Ron for a
few seconds. He was so out of it he knelt there like a docile little
lamb. With both feet on the ground so she had her balance, Kristen placed
her left foot over Drew's throat to pin him to the ground. Then she
reestablished her choke hold around Ron's throat and hooked h er foot
behind her upper calf again. Now she had both men pinned down at the same
time and at her mercy.

Kristen roughly twisted both of their arms and smiled at their muffled
screams of pain. "What seems to be the trouble boys? Did I hurt you?" Her
taunting mouth made Drew increase his efforts to break free. He
frantically clawed at her leg and foot to try and ease the pressure. But
Kristen had him securely pinned down and under her control. Ron's left
arm was uselessly dangling at his side because he was nearly out cold. So
he was causing her no problem at all. "You two wimps better stick to
playing with each other. Because you're both absolutely pathetic as
fighters. My nine year old niece could mop up the floor with you two
pussy's and send you home crying in about ten minutes." Drew began to
beat on her leg in an attempt to knock it loose. A vicious twist on his
arm cured him of that tactic. "I'm going to let you two sissy's up so we
can finish this one sided fight. Do something to make me exert myself so
I won't feel like I'm wasting my time. So far this has been been way to
easy for me." She said as she released her two captives and stood back.

Ron flopped over on his face and moaned. Drew wanted to check on his
friend, but he was to fucking angry at Kristen for making him look like a
fool. He was sucking in deep breaths and rubbing his sore throat when he
climbed to his feet. When he had his breathing under control, he faced
Kristen with fury in his eyes. "YOU'RE DEAD BITCH! FUCKING DEAD!" He
screamed at the top of his lungs. "Oh my. I'm so scared my knees are
shaking." She taunted. Drew completely lost it and charged like a
stampeding elephant. Kristen smiled at his stupidity and calmly waited
for him with her hands on her hips. Drew came to a screeching halt and
fired a deadly roundhouse punch. Kristen leaned her upper body back and
made him miss by a foot. Then she grabbed his right shoulder with her
right hand and jerked him forward before yanking down hard on his upper
body. At the same time she swept his legs out from under him with her
right foot. Drew went asshole over tea kettle and landed at her feet.
"SLAM!"

"Throw me my hair brush Scott. I might as well do something useful while
I make monkeys out of these two morons." Scott grinned and tossed it to
her. Kristen casually began to brush her illustrious blond hair while she
waited for Drew to get up. He really exploded when he saw she was making
a mockery of his attempt to beat her half to death. He was so overcome
with rage he foolishly rushed at her again. Kristen dodged his hay maker
right and stepped to her left as she raised her gorgeous leg in the air
like a Prima Ballerina. Then she hooked her leg behind his neck and
swiftly pulled it down with all the power she could generate. Drew was
flipped head over heels by the beautiful female warrior for the third
time in a row. "SLAM!" Kristen had him at her mercy again and never
missed a brush stroke while she accomplished it.

While Drew lie there stunned, Kristen stood on his chest and placed one
foot on the side of his head. She nonchalantly brushed her hair while she
chastised the groggy male fighter. "You two idiots should find a new line
of work. Because trying to be bullies is not working out very well for
you. You just don't have the fighting skills to pull it off. You couldn't
frighten my eighty year old Grandmother into giving you her money . Maybe
there's an opening in a circus for a couple of clowns. Now there's a job
where you two wimps would fit right in. If I were you I would think it
over very carefully. Before someone gets tired of your bullshit and
really messes you up." She noticed Ron had regained his senses and was
staggering to his feet. So she stepped off of Drew and turned so they
would both be in her line of vision.

Ron knelt down by his friend and vigorously shook him. "DREW! You alright
Drew?" "Uhhhh, yeah. I'm fine Ron. Just taking a little break." He
sluggishly answered. "Well get your ass up. It's time we put this bitch
in her place." He growled. "I'm with you ole buddy. Let's show her where
she belongs." He replied as he slowly climbed to his feet. The two angry
males faced the beautiful female with murder on their minds. Enough was
enough. A thousand bucks and a great time was just over the horizon. All
they had to do was finish off this smart ass bitch and be on their way. A
simple task in their mind that shouldn't take long at all. "It's crunch
time bitch. You can forget about going dancing tonight. Because you won't
be able to walk when we get through with you." Ron angrily threatened.
"Bring it on studs. I'm getting bored with this little game of ours."
Kristen confidently answered while continuing to brush her blond locks.

Ron and Drew came towards her side by side. Kristen smiled at how utterly
stupid these two were. Her right leg shot up and quickly traveled in an
arc. Ron and Drew didn't know what hit them. "WHAP!....WHAP!" Her foot
clubbed Drew on the side of his head and a split second later Ron felt
her power. Both men stumbled to their left and collapsed in a heap.
Kristen yawned and sli ghtly turned her head to brush the under side of
her beautiful hair. Scott was having a laughing fit on the side lines
while he watched his amazing girlfriend in action. He reminded himself to
NEVER EVER make her angry. He valued his health to much to make that
mistake. Ron and Drew were not clever enough to make that decision. They
scrambled back to their feet and attacked simultaneously. Kristen was
ready for them.

"WHAP!" Her left leg snapped up in a front kick that caught Ron on the
chin. He dropped to his back shaking his head. As soon as her foot
touched the ground, Kristen spun her athletic body to perform a spinning
roundhouse kick. It worked to perfection. "WHAP!" She nearly took Drew's
head off. He flew through the air and tumbled for six feet when he hit
the ground. Ron leaped back up and threw a murderous punch at her lovely
face. Kristen easily dodged it and slammed her foot into his stomach.
"WHAM!" Ron bent over gasping for breath. Kristen slightly turned her
fine tuned fighting body and used her right foot to slap the big man
silly. "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!" Ron's head was flopping from side to
side like it didn't belong to him. Kristen finished up by smashing him
flush in the face with the sole of her foot. "WHAP!" Ron keeled over
backwards like a freshly cut tree. "PLOP!" She never missed a brush
stroke the entire time.

Kristen stood her ground while she waited for the staggering Drew to
reach her. When he was close enough he wound up to throw a bone crushing
hay maker. Kristen didn't give the bully a chance to deliver the punch.
"WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!" Each powerful kick slammed into his stomach
and lifted his muscular body off of the ground. When she had him
defenseless, she landed a wrecking ball kick under his chin. "WHAP!" Poor
Drew left his feet and sailed through the air again. "SLAM!" He hit the
ground on his back and executed several back somersaults before coming to
a stop. He lie there moaning in a semi conscious state. She turned her
attention back to Ron who had finally made it to his feet. "Ah, there you
are wimp. I was beginning to wonder if you had deserted us." She told the
out classed male.

Ron was a bully who loved to scare people into doing what he told them
to. But he never wanted to actually kill anyone until now. This bitch was
treading on his last nerve. The only thought on his mind was getting his
hands around her throat to choke the fucking life out of her. He leaped
forward to do just that. But Kristen didn't cooperate with his plans. She
casually raised her leg between his outstretched arms and clipped him on
the chin with her heel. "WHAP!" Then she made a complete fool out of him
with her unmatched Karate skills. She knocked his right arm aside with
her gorgeous leg and nailed him on the cheek with the side of her foot.
"WHAP!" Then she swatted his left arm away and bruised the other side of
his face with her instep. "WHAP!" She repeated this extraordinary
maneuver again while Ron helplessly stood there like a zombie.
"SWAT!..WHAP!" "SWAT!..WHAP!" He slumped to his knees in a stupor.
Kristen turned her back to him and drove the sole of her foot into his
face like a kicking mule. "WHAP!" Ron collapsed on his face barely
conscious.

Still brushing her hair like it was the only thing she had to worry
about, Kristen strolled in Drew's direction. Drew didn't want to kill her
yet, but he sure as hell wanted to put her in the hospital for making him
look like a bumbling fool. He aimed a bone shattering punch at the middle
of her face with all of his might. He missed Kristen's dodging body and
stumbled past her. "You missed me wimp." She told the inept male. Drew
turned to confront the mouthy bitch and was completely overwhelmed by her
exceptional Karate skills. "WHAP!" Kristen snapped a side kick to his
face and knocked him off balance. While he was defenseless and
vulnerable, she drove him back with a series of solid side kicks. Drew
was back pedalling out of control. "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!"

Drew's body was limply standing there sagging when she completed her
amazing display. Kristen swung her lovely leg in a half moon arc and
smacked him on the temple. "WHAP!" Drew spun half way around and landed
directly on top of his barely conscious buddy with their heads pointed in
the same direction. Kristen tossed Scott her hair brush and walked over
to stand above their heads. She pulled Drew's head up and stuffed it
between her smooth thighs. Then she raised Ron's head and shoved it
between her calves. Both men were to far gone to offer any resistance.
Now that she had both men in a standing head scissors, she locked her
ankles and applied pressure. They quickly came out of their groggy state
when they felt the terrible pain. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"I'll bet that's very uncomfortable and probably hurts like hell. Doesn't
it boys?" She asked with a sweet smile. They were to busy clutching at
her vice grip legs in a feeble attempt to ease the terrible pain so they
didn't answer her. "I guess you boys are not in the mood to chat. So just
listen to some friendly advise and then I'll put you two out of your
misery. Stop trying to bully people. You boys are to weak and pathetic to
pull it off. You fight like children and you have the mentality of one as
well. Someday you're going to run into the wrong person and he or she
won't be as easy on you as I have been. So find a different way to
entertain yourselves before you end up in the hospital or the morgue."
Ron and Drew had given up trying to free themselves. Her strong legs were
to tight to budge. They simply knelt there and whimpered while Kristen
berated them.

"OK wimps. It's time for us to be on our way. Now be good little boys and
say good night before I put you down for your nap. And a word of warning
Ron. This check better clear your bank. Your address is on the check so I
know where you live. It would be very bad for your health if I have to
look you up. So keep that in mind. Now go to sleep for mama so I can go
dancing like I planned." Ron and Drew's soft whimpering turned into loud
screams of pain when she tightened her python legs around their trapped
necks. The two men frantically fought to escape her torturing hold but it
was useless. Their pitiful struggles got weaker and weaker until their
lifeless arms finally fell limp to the ground. Kristen released the two
sleeping bullies with a smile on her beautiful face.

"That was totally awesome babe." Scott said while he handed her the money
and the check. "Thank you sweetie. It was rather enjoyable too." She told
him with a sly grin. "Now take me away and show me a good time you
handsome devil." She said while sliding her fantastic body against his.
"Your wish is my command fair lady. The dance floor awaits." He said as
he took her arm and smil ed. "Then lead on sir. A cold drink and a sponge
bath and I'll be ready to party all night." The two lovers skipped down
the street laughing like children. Behind them on the ground, Ron and
Drew were stacked on top of each other like building blocks and sleeping
peacefully. Their faces were badly swollen and bruised, and their male
egos had been shattered. Not to mention the fact that Ron was a thousand
dollars poorer then he was when they arrived. Maybe someone will come
along and have enough pity for the two ex bullies to give them aid. But I
seriously doubt it.