The rent man visits - part 2 By Crossman An inquisitive rent man sees more that he expects as he investigate Jasmin the black Amazon beauty and Cindy her white blond babe girlfriend The rent man visits (Part 2) By Crossman at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome (From Part 1) WOOSSSHHH! SMASH! A roundhouse kick sent her unconscious opponent to the floor. Cindy clapped "lovely finish hun" Jasmin undone the belt of her defeated opponent and pulled it out, she walked over to the near wall, a row of judo belts, a rainbow of different colours, hung on a long bar, there must have been up to 30 belts there, 30 victims. Jasmin turned and walked towards Cindy and Bateman, he swallowed hard wondering what or who was next? Story to be continued ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... (Part 2) Jasmin turned and walked towards Cindy and Bateman, he swallowed hard wondering what or who was next? Cindy embraced her friend, they kissed, Bateman could smell the sweat on Jasmin dark body "this is the rent collector, but calls himself a manager" they both laughed "Apparently we've been reported for setting up a living area upstairs" Jasmin snarled "what's it to with you, little man? Bateman became even more nervous as the Amazon moved closer to him "well ... . ... it's ... .it's the law ... . You can't live in a business area ... I'm sorry but ... " she stopped him "who told you"? Cindy interrupted "the little mans already squealed it was some Phillips bloke over in lot 9". "L ... Ladies you can't" CRACK! AAARRRHHH! Bateman dropped to his knees, he was hit, a sharp pain struck in his back, Cindy stood behind him and had taken the little man down with one easy strike. "Let's change and go and pay a visit to number 9 shall we" "sounds like fun" Cindy replied SMACK! Another blow from the busty blond and Bateman was on the floor unconscious. SPLASH! The cold water did it job of bringing Bateman round, the girls had been and changed and where now ready to deal with Mr George Phillips. Bateman shock his head, AARRHH! His back hurt like hell, he looked up at the girls Jasmin was in a pair of blue tracksuit bottoms and white and red tracksuit jacket, Cindy in a red pair of bottoms and black and white top. Each girls outfit was well designed and showed off their best assists! Cindy pulled the wimp up and pushed he to the door, wanted to complain, but even with a back that felt it was on fire he though better of it. They walked over to lot 9; a determined step in their stride, Bateman had a job to keep up with the ladies. Lot 9 Jasmin examined the sign outside 'Merryfield Industrial Park Private Gym, Opening Soon'. She grabbed Bateman "you knew about this didn't you?" "I ... I ... " Cindy grabbed his other arm, hard, AARRHH! "They think were competition, so have used this wimp to try and close us down" Jasmin smiled at her friend "shall we show them the errors of their ways". They laughed and pushed Bateman throw the door THUD! Bateman landed the other side of the door onto the floor of the gyms reception area "James" came a voice from behind the desk. The ladies walked into an open reception area leading directly into a large gym area various exercise machines, weights, mirrored walls, the works. Bateman was on the floor of a largish reception area, desks, cabinets etc. Behind the first desk was an overweight, balding middle aged man! He got up 'overweight' no just plain fat! With a hideous Hawaiian shirt! What a sight! "James what's the matter?" he looked at the ladies, recognised them "you two!" "George they know about the complaint I ... " "Shut up little man you've done your bit" Cindy snarled. The fat man came round to help Bateman "now young lady you look here I ... " SPLAT! An open hand form the blond hit him directly on the nose and spread it across his face. AARRHH! He was sent backwards holding his nose, blood running from it! "You. you hit me!" "God your quick" Jasmin let lose with a fist THUD! OOOFFFHHH! Right in his gut, he dropped to his knees winded. Cindy laughed "watch it hun you might lose your hand in all that fat". Out of a near door came an equally fat middle aged woman "What ... ?... George!" "These two want to run a gym! Mr & Mrs Fatty!" Behind the girls came a deep voice "No our parents own it but we run the gym!" The girls turned round to see two men walking from the exercise machine area to them. Both the men were tall, over 6', crew cuts, broad shouldered and muscle men, the men that 'pump iron' to impress the women. Except it didn't impress there girls "you want to apologies to our dad bitch?" the darker haired of the two spat out. "It talks and it very rude, these must be adopted, fat parent and muscle head sons" Jasmin ignored the men as she spoke to her friend "a couple of meatheads that ... " SPLAT! Jasmin was sent fly into a row of chairs SLAP! Cindy was also sent flying in the oppose direction, falling over Bateman and onto the floor next to him. The girls where shocked these blokes had slapped them and knocked them down! 'Oh' they really have made a mistake! They both go up "that will teach y...AAARRRHHH!" Cindy had driven her foot into Bateman's crouch as she got up. The girls squared up against the meatheads "now boys lets not get off on the wrong foot, perhaps we can sort this out" the bigger of the two smiled "perhaps you and your friend can make it up to me and my brother". The girls both unzipped their jackets, which fell to the floor. Jasmin stood there in her white sports top her large breast almost fighting to get out, Cindy was in her blue top. She winked at the brother in front of her; they both smiled at the sight of these two sexy girls with firm bodies and great big ... THUD! THUD! AAARRRHHH ... OOOHHHHHH! The meatheads dropped to their knees, each holding their meat! And in pain "a good kick is all that's needed muscles boys!" SMASH! Jasmin buckled as the fat woman had struck her with a metal try across her back SPLAT! Cindy struck, and just like her fat husband her nose was now spread across her face. THUD! Meathead number two had struck out with a wild punch and just caught Cindy who staggered back. Fat man George had moved round and was going for the phone until ... CRASH! He dropped to the floor, Jasmin throw the tray to the floor, Cindy called out "time to finish this" the Amazon turned, the two meatheads where up and didn't look too happy. "Your right, it's time to party!" The girls both kicked out, the meatheads where quick each grabbed an in coming foot, they had out smarted the girls this time. What could they do there hopping on one leg them holding the other, what could they ... WWOOSSSHHH! CRACK! CRACK! The girls pushed up, twisted and with their free leg aimed at their victims head, contact was fast and hard, it was just some wrestling move, but this time for real. The meatheads where back on their knees and disorientated "see Cind's practice makes perfect, lets make out point and get out of here". Jasmin let lose with a volley of fists SMACK! CRACK! THUD! To make her point CRASH! An well aimed uppercut sent his head flying back, only to come fly back onto another CRASH! Jasmin proving to him that her left was as good if not better that her right. Cindy drover her knee into the side of his head CRACK! He fell, she dragged him back up THUD! THUD! THUD! Her knee struck him in the chest again and again. She pulled him up, again, this time THUD! She throws his head onto her up coming knee, which bounced off, teeth and blood splattered out. Jasmin grabbed a dumbell and CRACK! Holding it tight she swung and in a swift and easy movement smashed it across her victims face. Blood and teeth flew out everywhere, the jaw was probably broke she though, but didn't care. Cindy went over and picked up a barbell from its rack she returned with it a stood astride her victim, raised the barbell to her chest, her ample chest and letting go ... CRACK! It landed on his chest, by the sound she knew a couple of ribs had gone. The two 'muscle men, lay there, broke and in pain "now for you two fatties" they turned to the parents who where cowering by the desk "time you packed up and went somewhere else". "But ... " the fat man tried to protest but SMACK! One of Jasmin slaps stopped him CRACK! CRACK! As they laid on the floor Cindy kicked each of the sons in the head. "NOO! P ... PLEASE!" the fat woman cried out "yes w ... we'll go". "Good" the girls picked up their jackets, they dragged Bateman up, throw him into a chair "you" the girls closed into him "you tried to go against us" Cindy grabbed his hair and pulled his head back "AARRHH!" He could feel Jasmin's hot breath on him "you ever do anything like that again and you wont live to regret it" she could smell his fear "y.. ye ... yes I ... I'm sorry I ... " SLAP! The girls ignored him, the moans of the two meatheads gained their attention, the girl's went to give them a 'going away present'! They dragged them onto their knees, the meatheads where semi -conscious when ... WWWOOOSSSHHH! CRACK! CRACK! Two round house kicks, blood teeth and THUD! THUD! Two meatheads hit the floor unconscious! The girls moved to the door putting their jackets back on, as they left "You have a week to be gone if your not we'll come and visit you again" Jasmin told them smiling. Cindy turned to Bateman "Oh by the way the rent for our place it just came down by half, sort it out" The girls left arm in arm giggling and laughing, they waved to Ben from the bike shop across the road as they returned to their lot, Jasmin's phone went off it was Dave, now he's the guy that can get you anything the more unusual the request the more of a challenge it is for him. He's the friend of a friend with all the right contacts. "Hi Jasmin got something that you might just be interested in ... ... !"