Fan Obsession 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
When a devoted fan can’t take no for an answer!


Based on an idea from JP

Fan Obsession

Charlie, as she was called, was sat in the stadium looking down into the arena
and at the cage the fight was taking place in down there in the centre. The
close evening Asian air and the amount of people that were here caused it to
be hot and sticky around her, so she was pleased she'd dressed correctly for
the show and for what she had in mind for later.

Down in the middle of the main arena and there was her hero, Johnny Dragon the
mixed martial arts fighter. This man was currently in the cage in the centre
of the arena with his current opponent, Dan Taylor. Of course, 'Johnny Dragon'
wasn't the man's real name, but in this game being plain old 'John Smith'
wasn't going to get you noticed! But Johnny had worked hard over the past few
years and was at the top of his game, well almost, not quite the champion, but
not far off and he was loving it at the moment.

Each time he stepped into the ring, he won, and got more coverage, more
backing, became more popular and got more money! In the ring Johnny, sent his
fist one more time into his opponent, who's legs finally gave way and he
started to drop down to the canvas floor. There was a twist and turn, Johnny's
arms and legs hooked around Dan's body and a few moments latter there was the
tap out and another win for the man known as the 'Dragon!'

'Dragon' was Johnny's managers idea, it played well to and Asian and Oriental
markets and of course to the fans, the audience, for these events. And these
people, the audience were now on their feet cheering yet another win for 'The
Dragon!' In the ring Johnny rolled his arms and shoulders, moved his head from
side to side and smiled, he was almost there, not long now and he'd be the
champion, that was for sure!

The announcement was made, Johnny was the winner, again, and the man raised
his arms in victory and turned around in the middle of the ring to acknowledge
the audience, his fans. Got to keep the people happy, he knew that, his
manager told him every time he walked out into the ring or had an autograph
book shoved in his face 'always keep the fans happy!' But it could all be a
bit of a game, it all went around in cycles, at one point the fans liked the
'bad men' then it was the 'good men', then back to the 'nasty men', and so on.
Right now, it was the turn of the 'good man' to be popular so, 'always
acknowledge the fans and of course go over and make sure your opponent is OK
and congratulate him on a good fight', that sort of thing. It was almost as if
he could hear his manger going through the same old thing inside his head as
he stepped over to say 'well done' to Dan and then head out of the cage.

But Johnny didn't like that part, anyone who stepped into a ring with him got
what they deserved and it was something difficult for the man to put that
forced smile on at that point. But he did manage it, just about. With all that
done it was now off to the changing room and sort himself out. There would
obviously then be some people to meet, there always was, then he could leave
this place for his hotel, he couldn't wait for that. It had been a hectic few
months and now he was on the verge of becoming the champion, he was eager,
desperate to get on with it. But he also knew he needed to take time to rest,
recuperate and relax, as best he could. So, he was fully fit ready for the
next fight.

Down towards the changing rooms and he waved one last time up to the audience
on the stand as he was walking past before he disappeared out of the arena. Up
on that top tier of that stand was Charlie and she just knew that Johnny was
waving at her, after all she was his number one fan, so he must be waving at
her, mustn't he? As he'd waved at her, and her alone, and as the girl had come
all this way to see her fight hero, she was determined she would finally meet
him, and it would be tonight!

It was later after the nights entertainment in the arena was all over, after
all the spectators and fans had left, as the cleaning up of the stadium was
well under way. It was now that Johnny was all done and ready to leave,
especially as he'd had to spend some time with the promotors and sponsors. It
was all part of the 'game', and something that the man didn't like that much,
but tonight had been worth the hanging around and chatting to people. There
was positive talk about that championship bout, he would need at least one
more fight before this happened and it had all been 'sorted' as to who he'd
fight next. Win that fight, which of course he would, and it would be his
ticket to that championship match. His next fight should have been against the
very experienced Toby Wright, but he'd had an accident recently, 6 months
recovery time, so he was out of picture, which was good for Johnny.

But with a new opponent lined up, Huang, Johnny's manager, now moved in and
was 'discussing' the terms for the next fight and Johnny was happy to leave
his fast talking, small, round, Oriental manager to deal with all the details.
The manager was in his element now, and good at his job, so Johnny knew he was
in safe hands with Huang. This type of fight, the mixed martial arts was big
all over Asian and to get a man like Huang, who knew the sport, knew the game
and knew the people involved, as his manager, had been a smart move by the
fighter.

So, with the penultimate fight before his championship match almost in the bag
the fighter decided it was time to leave and rest up. Secure in the knowledge
that first thing tomorrow morning he would get a call from an over excited
Huang going through everything, with his normal fine detail! But that would be
tomorrow, for now it was time to head off to his hotel, relax and maybe there
would be something else for him!

Johnny made his way through the almost empty area, down to the underground
carpark, and the private area, set aside for important people, like him. He
stepped out of the lift, the subterranean parking area was almost empty, but
on the far side he could see his limousine waiting for him. A shiny,
well-polished white limo with blacked out rear windows for a bit of privacy.
Stood near to the vehicle was George his driver, he was a big, tall man,
dressed in a smart suit and with a tidy beard. The driver was older than
Johnny, who was now 30 and George was 41, and driver was probably not the best
job description for this man, and everything he done.

George did in fact drive the limo, but he also did a number of other jobs, he
looked after the fighter, was his 'body guard', but again that was a poor
description. George keep the everyday fans away and selected the followers
that were allowed to get close to the man, if you know what I mean! As Johnny
expensive shoes echoed around the near empty carpark the man could see that
his 'driver' had already done his job of selecting a few followers to come and
meet the fighter in person. There was a small group of females waiting, an
appropriate distance, away from the limo. As always, these 'selected' fans had
been specially chosen by George for some obvious reasons!

Amongst the group of female followers, all of whom looked in their early 20's
or there about was a blond, a brunette, a redhead, a black woman, an Asian
woman and an Oriental woman, the full set! Each of which was wearing a quite
notable outfits, either tight leggings or short skirts, and a couple had on
tight shorts. Then there was a selection of crop tops, tight t-shirts or
shirts tied up under thrusting chests. There was long hair, short hair,
straight and curly hair, and all the women had pretty, attractive faces, good
legs, fine bodies and good-sized tits.

George had a bit of a grin on his face as he was pleased with the group he'd
gathered tonight, quiet a selection, plenty of choice there! A couple of the
girls Johnny though he recognised as the ring girls or something like that,
and one of them was the young trophy wife of one of the sponsors he'd meet
earlier, so that made him smile even more. Now all the fighter had to do was
to choose which of these lucky ladies was coming back with him, so he could
'relax!'

As the man was halfway across the underground carpark, with that group of
smiling, giggling and excited female waiting for him, the door that lead to
the stairwell opened. Charlie peered out into the carpark area, it was quite
empty only a few cars where still there. The girl smiled, her cousin who
worked here at the stadium had been very useful in giving the devoted fan all
she needed to know to make her way around the arena. How to get past those
security men, then down here to where all the VIP's, like Johnny, had their
vehicles parked.

And there he was, Johnny Dragon, the mixed martial arts fighter and her idol.
Johnny was her man, after all he had waved just to her after his fight, well
she was his biggest admirer. Her hero was a tall, broad, tough and strong man,
a real man with his rough looks, he was her ideal man. Dressed in his
expensive, smart, shoes, trousers, shirt and jacket, he looked just like a
dream to her. And now it was her chance to get to talk to him, get his
autograph and ... ... 'Oh!'

Charlie now saw the limo that her hero was walking to and she also saw the
group of women that was jumping up and down with excitement near to it. 'What
were they doing her, he was her man, not theirs!' Charlie wasn't happy, not
that these women were competition, after all Johnny was hers, but still she
wasn't happy in the least. Now the girl came all the way through the door and
started to make her own way over to the group of women, the limo and towards
Johnny who was almost there too. The group of women where waving and calling
out as Johnny was up to his car, while Charlie was storming over there,
determined to make these others leave her man alone!

Just as the girl was getting close, George, the driver stepped in, he'd seen
her sneak out the stairwell door, it was his job to keep an eye out for
trouble and he just knew that this one would be trouble. There was always that
one overly devoted fan that turned up to these fights, the one that went too
far and of course for her to get down here he knew it was going to be this
girl! The driver, the 'body guard' shrugged his shoulders and made his way to
put himself between the 'fan' and his boss, just doing his job as he saw it.

George could see that this girl was on a mission to meet his boss, but he,
Johnny right now have other things on his mind, and wouldn't want to be
disturbed by yet another ordinary 'fan!'. And Johnny did have other 'things',
or women, on his mind, as his eyes moved from one to the next in this array of
specially chosen lusty female admirers that his driver had lined up for him.
But right at this moment all that Johnny could concentrate on was which one of
these beauties he'd be taking back to his hotel? But then again why just have
one, maybe two, or three ... ... ?

So, with the boss 'busy' and the little fan obviously going to disturb this
important decision-making process, George placed himself between the little
girl and his boss. The fighter didn't even notice, as real women where more on
his mind right now. George stood there blocking the way and as Charlie had
been so intensely focused on her idol more than anything else this man
stepping out of nowhere, putting his hand up and stopping her had come as a
bit of a shock. Now that the girl had been stopped in her tracks George could
stand there and take a better look at her and she wasn't too bad, nothing too
great, but not too bad either.

Charlie was a small girl, a young Asian looking girl, possible Chinese, or
Korean or something like that, the man wasn't sure. She wasn't exactly a
stunner or even pretty, she was a bit plain, but she did have a couple of good
points. Although her face was nothing special her eyes where quiet something,
dark with a kind of sparkle to them. Which went to make her face look, well?
It made it look, maybe, so long as you were looking in the right light and at
the right angle, it made her look less plain and a bit, just a bit,
interesting. She also had long dark hair that came down over her shoulders, a
quite cute nose and lips that had a subtle red colour to them.

Then there was the way she was dressed and the body she had on show. Firstly,
there were a pair of high heeled white stiletto shoes, shoes far too
sophisticate for a young girl like her but somehow that didn't matter. Then
there was a pair of white leather trousers, with silver studs running down the
outside of each leg. There was also a white studded belt and then the girl had
on a white bikini type top, so there was plenty of bare midriff on show. The
top was heaving a bit as Charlie was not a small girl in that area, in fact,
she was quite noticeable there! Over this she had a thin, almost see through,
white, long shelve, but bellybutton short, shawl on. The shawl was open and
allowed her body to be easily seen, which was good, it didn't look strong or
anything like that, she just had a normal and nice girl's body, a good body.

So, with her good, young body she was OK. But if she'd been dressed a bit more
fully, and with that quite plain looking face, plain looking at most angles,
she could have, would have, easily been missed by anyone just walking past.
But dressed this way, well that would be another story. But for George his job
was not to miss anyone, no matter how ordinary they might seem at first. But
Charlie was determined to see her hero, she and Johnny where destined to be
together, it was that just right now he didn't know that. All the fighter had
to do was to meet her, and the girl was determined that that would be today
and now!

The girl went to move around the larger male, the driver of her idol, he
wasn't going to stop her. But George was use to all this and as she stepped to
the side to move around him, he also moved and blocked her way again. The girl
looked up at the man, her lips where tight shut and there was a frown on her
plain face, then she sidestepped the other way, but George just looked down at
her and grinned, as he did the same and blocked her way once more. He could
play this game all day, he didn't want to, as it could be boring, but it
didn't really bother him!

While the driver and the fan where playing their little two step game together
Johnny was now with his group of female admirers, signing autographs and
getting to know them. Asking each woman in turn her name and what she wanted
him to write. At the same time, he was eyeing up each of the woman, deciding
if she made the grade to get into his limo and go back to his hotel with him.
But it was quite difficult, all these women had their own particular
qualities! That was when Johnny decided, 'what they hell they can all come
back, let's have a party and ... ... ' SMACK! OOOUUUHHH!

Suddenly from behind the fighter there was the sound of something being hit
and hard, with a cry of shock and obvious pain. He turned quickly to see,
'What!' There was George his driver and 'fix it man' down on one knee on the
floor. He was holding his groin, face screwed up and breathing hard, almost as
if he'd been hit hard in the ... ... ! But that wasn't possible, the only
other person there was one of those annoying fans, a small Asian looking girl,
so 'what could have happened?'

George caught his breath and was now trying to push himself upwards when the
girl that was stood there reached out, grabbed onto the drivers head with both
hands, drew the man up a bit further and then, WHACK! As George's head had
been brought up the girl, Charlie, had twisted her body, turning on one foot
she'd brought her other leg up, around and driven her white leather covered
thigh into the side of his face as it reached the right height.

The straight, hard blow sent blood and spit out of the driver's mouth, the
vicious blow sent his eye rolling over and around, and made the taller, bigger
man, go staggering upwards and backwards all at the same time. It was a blow
that made one of the women watching give a loud, "OOOUUUCCCHHH!

The smaller girl wasn't going to take 'No' for an answer, she was determined
and she was going to meet her idol! And this man had defiantly said 'No', in
so many words, by stepping in front of her, between her and Johnny! As George
was going backwards, unsteady on his legs and only halfway up off the floor
the smaller, Oriental girl, all in white made her next move. Showing her
displeasure at being told 'No!' She leant to the side, twisted, brought her
leg up and around, a standing swivel kick, and a foot that was heading
straight for, WHACK! UUUHHHHH!

The sound of the girl's foot smashing into the side of the falling man's face,
the cry he made as the shoe struck both filled the underground concert
carpark. This was quickly followed by the echo of the gasps of shock that came
from the group of 'sleazy' women, for that was how Charlie saw them. George
went flying backward. But he came to a sudden stop as he went crashing
rearwards into the limo, the car he'd only just a moment ago been stood next
to. But if all that had been shocking, what happened next was amazing.

With the normally confident, fit, strong, man who could always be relied on to
handle any situation now leant with his back against the limo. With blood
running out of the corner of his mouth and a dazed look across his face, the
young Asian girl all in white moved quickly to him again. She ran, jumped and
reached out, she got up in the air and close to the man who she reached for
and grabbed. A foot came down onto Georges chest and at the same moment the
girl twisted her body to the side, spun herself around, while still holding
onto the driver.

As she turned, rotated, spun around in mid-air, she took the man with her. Off
his feet he came, off the limo he was dragged, up into the air he was pulled
and for a brief moment or two and to the utter amazement of the women
watching, and to Johnny. The two of them were twirling around in the air, off
the ground together, how amazing it looked, how ... ... THUD! ARRRRRHHHH!

That was until George was completely turned around, over and now the pair of
them came down hard, dropping down and fast. Johnny's faithful driver, his
'body guard', the man who looked after all those jobs for him was slammed,
literally into the solid concrete floor of the underground carpark. The girl
was now on top of the man, she'd taken him off the car, spinning him around
and dropping him on his back, what a move! George body shock with being
manhandle so easy by a little girl, the force and speed with how she'd dragged
him over, dropping him to the floor once more seemed to make the carpark shake
as well. The sound of the man's cries and how the air in his body seemed to be
pushed out all at the same time made an eerie sound that only slowly seemed to
fade away.

George was lying on the floor, his body shaking softly, shaking and not
stopping, as the girl now casually got up and off her 'victim', and with a
kind of grin on her face that said, 'don't get in my way again!' The group of
women that stood there were all shocked, and with their eyes still fixed on
the small girl, as were Johnny's eyes. He'd see, been with George, stood next
to him many a time in a rough fist fight in a bar, and the fighter had never
seen or thought anyone could take that man down so, easily!

Seeing this made something snap inside the fighter, he stood facing the girl
who was still stood by the side of the fallen George, each of them looking at
the other. The man thinking 'you're going to pay for that little girl',
Charlie thinking 'there you are, my Johnny.' The man with a fixed stare at the
girl now removed his jacket and tossed it off to the side, he undone his shirt
cuffs and roughly rolled his sleeves up the took a step forward and towards
the girl, the one who'd hurt his driver, his friend!

Johnny had a way of honing his temper in the ring, focusing on his opponent,
knew it was a fight and that he was in a cage, that it was a competition, but
outside the ring, that was a different matter! Outside the ring and in a
fight, he was a different man, there were no rules, there was no ref and no
one to stop him if he went a bit too far, outside the ring he was a different
man, and a different fighter. And now this girl was going to find that out,
she might be a small, young girl, but 'No one' does that to his driver, his
friend, 'No One!'

He set off towards the girl, ready to ... ... well it was best not to think
about what he was going to do to her, he just wanted to hurt her! As he came
closer, Charlie could see the clenched fists, the extra pace in his step to
get to her, the look in his eyes, the flaring of his nostrils and the tight
look of anger on his face. And she liked what she saw, Johnny really was a
man, a fighter. Then she caught sight of movement, his right shoulder going up
ever so slightly, and then a bit more, then his arm starting to come up. All
of a sudden, the arm was up fully, his body twisted as his arm came up and
went back, just as he was ready to send that strong arm of his hurling
forwards and driving his clenched fist into her.

But the girl had seen all this and at just the right moment she'd twisted
herself, there was as slight hop from one foot to the other as she spun and
turned herself around, at the same time stepping over the fallen body of
George still on the floor. She wasn't going to trip herself up on him, now was
she!

Around the small, young Oriental girl went and as she come all the way around
and out of the way of Johnny fist that had now fired forward into empty air
and an open space, WHACK! OOOOHHHH! The girl twisting around had spun herself
all the way on the outside of the advancing man, going pass him as he'd thrown
his punch and suddenly when she came out of her spin her arm was also raised,
her fist was also clenched, and she had also thrown her punch. Now behind the
man, out of danger from his strike and in her own position to strike she did
so. Her fist had landed and she was the one that had struck successfully,
struck hard and struck first!

Charlie's fist had indeed come up and smashed into the back of Johnny's neck,
her tightly grasped hand had struck right in the base of his neck, but more
surprisingly, and for a girl, it had hurt! Johnny had winched as he really
been caught off guard by this and then there was a sudden intake of sharp
breath, of utter surprise from the gathered group of women who were mesmerized
by all this. The man shook his head and turned, a now very angry man's body
came rushing around and as he did so, the girl fell.

She hadn't been hit or anything, it was all of her own doing. Charlie had
dropped down, falling to her side, a deliberate move and as she toppled
herself over. But at the same time, she reached out and grabbed onto Johnny by
his shirt as he was now all the way around and had been facing her. She
grabbed onto the fancy shirt tightly and as she fell, as she now twisted
herself, away from the man and around, she wasn't going to let go, so the man
now had to follow, and follow he did, THUD! UUUFFFHHH!

Falling, grabbing the man, twisting, turning and the stunned Johnny hadn't had
time to even realised what the girl had. But through her move and momentum,
she'd dragged him over, off his feet, turning him completely over her falling
body and dropping, slamming him down to the concrete floor! The stunned women
watched wide eyed, they'd just seen the young girl spin the taller cage
fighter over and drop him on the ground like a rag doll. A large rag doll, but
never the less, she'd tossed him over and made it look so easy.

One of the women, the blond one, had given half a cheer before realising it
was the man that she'd come here to see who'd just been dropped 'Oh!' As
Johnny had hit the floor, so Charlie had come down on top of him, her Johnny.
But as soon as she'd landed on him, she'd rolled, carried on moving, rolling
over and off the man and a second later she was springing upwards and was back
on her feet. Now even that took practice!

Johnny was shocked, embarrassed, fuming and yes, he'd even been hurt, quite a
bit, by the girl dropping him like that. But even so the man rolled over
quickly and was pushing himself up off the floor, there was a look of
humiliating anger on his face as he lifted it up to look around, there was
also a giggle from the group of women. Well it did all look a bit funny, the
big, strong, mixed martial arts fighter like him having been dropped by 'a
girl!'

The 'fighter' carried on pushing himself up, still with that intense look on
his face, but his head was now so filled with rage, he wasn't thinking and so
had taken his eye off the girl. The girl who was out of his eye line and ...
... , WHACK! UUUUHHHHH! There was a burr of white in the corner of his eye and
one of those fancy white shoes came thundering out of nowhere and into the
side of his face as he raised his head that bit too far.

There was more gasps and a spluttering of a giggles, from the black woman, as
the girl's foot had been driven hard into the man. The same man that thought
only a short while ago that he was on top of his game and that he was on his
way to becoming the champ! Maybe he might like to think that one through
again, that would of course be when his head was a bit clearer. Right now,
after that strike his head was throbbing like mad as he was sent rolling
across the floor.

He only rolled a short way, but it was enough to make him look even more
stupid in front of the group of once female admirers, who were now maybe
having second thoughts as to just how good this 'man' was? Well he was being
beat by a girl so how much of a 'man' was he? When Johnny came to a stop he
was lying on his belly and he couldn't remember when he'd been this enraged
before, it'd been a long time, but now he was so incensed. His hands came down
on the cold concrete floor and as he started to once more push himself up
THUD! THUD! A white shoe came down on either side of his hands, 'shit the girl
was stood above, over and across him!'

In a split second he realised the small Oriental girl. all dressed in white.
Was stood astride him, he was grateful that she hadn't brought her shoes down
on his hands, he would have. 'That was her mistake' as he was now going to ...
... , WHACK! SMASH! THUD! UUUUHHHHH! As Johnny's plan rushed through his head
to turn and grab onto her feet and legs then bring her down, but the girl
didn't waste time think, she acted! Stood over him all she did now was reach
down grab a handful of his hair and then ... ... ! Then she pulled his head
back sharply and followed up by pounding his face straight back down and hard,
into the concrete floor, then again and again! Johnny was again caught
completely by surprise and once his face had been smashed the first time, he
got the idea that maybe this 'girl' was more that he could handle!

When Charlie has fished there was a slight pool of blood on the floor, but
that didn't matter just now. The girl stepped to the side of the now dazed,
hurt, bloody and injured man, she dragged him upwards and as he came up the
sight of his bloody, mushed up face gave the woman something to smile and
laugh at. Then once her Johnny was up, on his now slightly shaky legs, and
with her arm up high and still holding onto the man by a handful of his hair.
Even if she had to pull his head over to the side slightly, after all she
wasn't that tall herself, then the girl ran, and she took, dragged her man
along with her.

She ran, pushing the man in front of her, as he was now in her control, he had
no choice so he also ran and then, THUD! ARRRRHHHH! Charlie ran the man, the
fighter into his car, smashing his body into the limo, making sure she drove
him into exactly the right spot she wasn't him to go into, so that she could
now do, CRASH! UUUUHHHH! With Johnny driven into the shiny, well-polished
white limo, and still holding onto his head, she now aimed it downwards.
Slamming him, face first again, that bloody face, into the rear boot of the
vehicle. She drove his head down hard and fast, so it was sure to cause a
nasty dent, but then again it wasn't her car, so what! But the sound that
echoed around the carpark did make for an interesting backdrop to watching a
girl beat up a man!

At this point the redhead in the group of women watching gave a little jump
and squealy of excitement this was all getting quite 'fun' for the watching
group of female admirers. But maybe now it wasn't so much the man that they
liked, how things had changed. Charlie pulled Johnny's face out of the dent in
the boot of his shiny limo. Dragged the man all the way up on onto his almost
failing legs and then! She grabbed him by his shoulder and spun the fighter
around so he was facing her. The girl could see his messed-up face and through
the blood, bruises and swollen face she could see his eyes and the look in
them. He was scared and that pleased Charlie, her man was frightened of her,
it didn't get much better than that.

She took half a step backwards and then WOOOSSSHHH! CRACK! UUUOOOWWW! A flash
of white and another standing swivel kick as the girl's leg came up, around
and she smashed her foot and that shoe into the side of his damaged face. The
so called 'Dragon' went spinning around slammed back against the vehicle, and
second later he called out in more pain as the girl came in close, in quickly,
raised her leg and drove her knee deep into the base of his spin.

Johnny started to slip down the limo, his fingers tried, to no avail, to grip
onto the car to stay up, but he was too weak to get a grip and carried on
sliding down, WHACK! The girl drove her other knee now into the man, then she
came in with her fists, and her knees again. She beat the man down to the
floor, down to the ground where she carried on humiliating him, beating him
and now giving the group of women something to watch, enjoy and cheer about.
Who would have though that watching a girl beat up a bigger man could be so,
exciting!

A good few minutes went by with Charlie slamming the cage fighter and giving
him a taste of what its like to be a loser for a change, and as there was no
referee to stop the fight she just carried on until ... ... ! Until there was
nothing left inside Johnny's body, until the pain was too much and he
couldn't, didn't want to hold onto consciousness anymore. Thankfully for him
it all went black, his eye closed and he couldn't fell anything anymore, and
that was when Charlie stopped.

The girl stepped away from the broken male fight, the one on the floor,
unconscious and at her feet. There was cheering, applause and laughter from
the group of now quite excited women. The redhead woman rushed over to the
body of George who was still out cold. She went quickly through his pockets
and pulled out the keys to the limo, at the same time the brunette had done
the same to Johnny and now she had the key to his hotel room.

Amongst the women there were looks, grins, smiles, nods of agreement and now
it was the women's turn to take control. The redhead had always wanted to
drive a big limo like this and was quickly join at the front of the car by the
Asian woman acting as navigator. The black woman opened up the rear door and
invited Charlie, the victor, the female champion, to get inside the luxury
car. The small girl happily did this, stepping onto Johnny, like a foot stool,
to get in the vehicle. The blond, Oriental woman, the brunette and lastly the
black woman all now join Charlie in the back. As there was plenty of room for
them to 'enjoy' themselves there in the back!

After some giggling and laughter, the limo set off, heading for the hotel and
Johnny's luxury suite there, well it was wrong to waste it and Johnny wouldn't
be needing it now. As the car pulled away all that was left was the bodies of
the fighter, Johnny Dragon and Geode still laying there on the floor.

There was one last thing for Charlie to do before she could 'enjoy' the rest
of the evening. With the women pouring Champaign in the back of the limo and
getting sociable, the girl pulled out a small red notebook from the pocket of
her leather trousers. She then pulled out the little pencil that went with it,
and opened the book to the right page. There was a list and she looked down it
'till she found 'Johnny Dragoon' and then crossed the name out, she'd finally
meet her idol, just as every number one fan should at some stage. Above
Johnny's name was that of 'Toby Wright' his name had already been crossed out.

Charlie was also Toby's number one fan and had meet him not so long ago, the
day after that she'd visited him in hospital as he's appeared to have had a
slight 'accident'. And being Johnny's number one fan too, she would of course
visit 'The Dragoon' in hospital tomorrow, well she was his number one fan! And
at this point the blond was making a call to the hospital to book Johnny and
his driver in. 'Maybe they should all visit Johnny tomorrow?

Charlie looked at the other names on her list, she was the number one fan of
all these men, these fighters and she couldn't wait to meet them all in
person! She has an idea who she wanted to meet next but for now she had the
evening to enjoy, it was quite a busy life being a number one fan, be somehow
she managed to enjoy it all ... ... !