Title Defense I By G responses Glfm@aol.com Patty Ann defends the title. The arena is abuzz with excitement. Tonight the new champion is to make her first title defense. Patty Ann sits at the make-up mirror in her dressing room. The beautiful young champion finishes her eye shadow, checks her lipstick and touches up her cheek blush. She has to look just right for her fight. Over in one corner of the champion's dressing room her husband David Steel is preparing for his fight. For the first time in four years he will be fighting in a prelim fight. It's been almost 4 months since the night she knocked him out to take the title. Assured that her make-up is perfect she begins to dress for the fight. A white silk thong, dark pantyhose, white low cut high leg silk shorts and matching bra. White boots and boxing gloves. Patty Ann's trainer wraps the world title belt around her middle and buckles it tight. A white silk calf length robe is slipped on as the new champion heads to the ring. The scene in her opponent's dressing room has been markedly different. Pacing back and forth the challenger is showing signs of nervousness. Trainer and corner man try to calm their nervous fighter down. At last the challenger begins to prepare for the fight. Stiletto heeled boots are removed, skintight designer jeans are peeled off and a low cut blouse unbuttoned. To say that Jillian Russell is gorgeous is to give her faint praise. She is spectacular, 38d's, slim waist and those legs, my god those legs. Removing her bra and panties she wraps a towel around herself and lies face down on the rub down table. A quick massage to loosen tight muscles and to take the edge off her nervousness. At her make up table Jillian brushes her beautiful red hair. She carefully applies her make up and checks her reflection in the mirror. Standing she turns and drops the towel to the floor. Strong, athletic, yet every inch a sensuous woman the challenger dresses for the fight. Emerald green satin high cut panties, a short emerald green and gold brocade mini skirt slit up one side Asian style. A sheer bra covered by a matching emerald green top. Green boots and boxing gloves an emerald green kimono type robe completes her outfit. A knock at her door sends the challenger toward the ring and the biggest fight of her life. The ring lights blaze bright as the challenger steps into the ring. Almost three thousand boxing fans have crowded into the arena for this fight. Music blares from the speakers as the champion makes her way toward the ring. Climbing the stairs and stepping threw the ropes she dances and shadow boxes before waving to the crowd. DING, DING, DING the tuxedoed ring announcer begins; "Ladies and Gentlemen this is the main event of the evening 10 rounds of boxing for the world welterweight title. In this corner at 5ft 8in and 138lbs with a record of 17 wins and no defeats she is the challenger Jillian Russell. And in this corner standing 5ft 6in and 137&3/4 lbs she is undefeated in 10 fights the undisputed welterweight Champion of the world Patty Ann Steel". The cheers of the crowd drown out the bell as the ref call both fighters to the center of the ring. "Ladies this is a championship fight. You both know the rules, 10 rounds or less and may the best fighter win. Go to your corners and come out fighting at the bell". Both Jillian and the champion return to their corners. Jillian stands in her corner with her back to the ring her gloved hands holding the top rope rocking back and forth. The bell sends both fighters toward each other. The champion moves in first and lands several quick jabs to Jill's face. Patty Ann follows this up with a left hook to Jill's bare midriff just below her breast. Jill's nervousness is showing, as she does not respond to the champ's punches. Moving in on her opponent Patty Ann lands several body shots. The thin fabric of Jill's sheer bra does little to protect her from the punches. With only one minute of the first round gone the champ is easily in control. Patty Ann continues her attack jabbing and hooking as Jill backs up. This looks like a very easy fight for the champion. At 1min and 8sec of the first round Jillian's back is against the ropes and she is being pummeled by the champ. Patty Ann lands two quick jabs and drops her left to throw a hook to Jillian's body. In a blink of an eye Jill's right fist comes over top of Patty Ann's left. The champ never sees the punch coming. Jillian's glove crashes into the champ's cheek, jaw and chin. Patty Ann's head snaps around, her hair goes flying and sweet leaps off her face. Her arms stiffen and she begins to wobble backward. Taking two steps back she looks like a puppet whose strings have been cut. She falls to her butt and topples over on to her back. A still dazed Jillian is not sure what has happened. The ref has to push her into a neutral corner. Returning to the downed champion the ref picks up the count. ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR". The champ has gotten to one knee her gloves still touching the mat. "FIVE, SIX, SEVEN". Patty Ann has gotten to her feet. The ref asks if she's OK and wants to continue the fight. She nods her head yes and the ref signals the two women to fight on. Having taken some heavy punishment in the early part of the round Jill is unable to finish off the champ and the round ends with them holding on. A 10-8 round for Jillian. It is a hectic scene in both corners as trainers and corner men work on their fighters. In Jillian's corner ice is being held to her ribs and breasts, as both turn red. Across the ring Patty Ann's face is swollen and red as her people try to revive her. The one-minute rest period flies by for both battered fighters. At the bell both women are slow to get off their stools. The first half of the round both fighters are content to jab and hold. Neither of these ladies wants to make a mistake. With less that a minute left in the round Patty Ann lands a hard right hand to the top of Jill's head that sends her stumbling back against the ropes. Moving in on her opponent the champ lands two hard jabs and doubles up on a left hook to Jill's reddened ribs. The bell finds Jillian against the ropes breathing heavily trying to cover up. A 10-9 round for the champ. Both fighters are breathing heavily as their corner people work them on. A bright red welt marks Jill's ribs just under her breasts. Patty Ann's face is puffy and swollen. Ice is applied to both women. The bell for round three sends both ladies back into battle. The fighters move out of their corners and slowly circle each other. Gloves up as they come together at center ring. Jillian lands a jab and follows with a straight left that grazes Patty Ann's chin. The champ back steps and tries to defend herself. Jill moves in and lands two hard body shots. The first comes in and smacks into Patty Ann's left breast. The second crashes into her belly right at the belt line of her white silk trunks. The champ's legs buckle and she drops to her knees and then on to all fours. Patty Ann is gasping for breath. Jillian quickly moves to a neutral corner. The ref begins the count over Patty Ann. "ONE, TWO, THREE". The champ is on one knee looking up at the ref. " FOUR, FIVE". Patty Ann has gotten to her feet and signaled that she is OK to keep fighting. Jillian moves in quickly hoping to finish Patty Ann off. Before a punch is thrown Patty Ann wraps her arms around the on rushing Jillian and ties her up. Jill struggles to free her arms so she can punch. Each time the ref breaks the fighters up the champ quickly ties up her opponent. With just 20 seconds left in the round Jillian is able to wrench her arms free of Patty Ann's grasp. With her arms free to punch Jill lands a hard jab to the center of Patty Ann's chest. As the champs gloves come down the challenger drives a straight right hand that lands high on the champion's head. Patty Ann topples over onto her back, her legs fly up in the air and she lands spread eagle on the mat. Everyone in the arena that saw the knock down was absolutely certain that Jillian had knocked Patty Ann out and that we had a new champion. Half way through the count the bell rang ending the round. No one knows were she found the strength but before the ref reached TEN there was the champ standing on her feet, legs wobbling, and gloves up ready to fight. Patty Ann's corner people leap through the ropes to help their dazed fighter back to her corner. Jillian wins round three 10-7 Ice, water, smelling salts, every trick in their book is used to pour some life back into the champ. In the other corner a strange look has come across the face of the challenger. Her corner people urge her on they tell her the champ is done and she should take Patty Ann out in this round. Jillian nods her head and says she'll try. The bell for the fourth round finds the fans on their feet cheering both fighters. Most in the arena are sure that this will be the last round for the champion. Patty Ann is slow getting off her stool. Her legs are unsteady under her. David Steel the former champion and Patty Ann's husband has come to ringside. In her corner David tells her corner people to watch her closely and to throw in the towel if his wife gets into trouble again. In the ring a desperate champion is doing her best to survive. For her part Jillian seams strangely content to just paw at her opponent. For three quarters of the round the pace has slowed dramatically. In the challengers corner her corner people are screaming at her to throw punches. With just 45seconds left in the round a slowly reviving champion throws two hard jabs that both land squarely on Jillian's left eye. The eye immediately turns purple and swells up. Seeing her opponent's eye swelling and closing sends a shot of adrenalin through the champion. She begins to send her jabs and punches toward that injured eye. Seconds before the bell ends the fourth round a very nasty cut opens above Jillian's left eye sending a stream of blood down her face, dripping onto her cleavage and onto her top and mini- skirt. The champion takes round four 10-9 Between rounds the ref checks the cut over Jillian's eye but agrees to let the fight continue. Working feverishly Jill's corner people have stopped the blood flow and reduced some of the swelling. She has been told to keep her left up to protect that eye. Round five begins the same way round four did with the fans on their feet screaming. Moving out of their corners the fighters come straight at each other. Patty Ann goes right to work peppering jabs at Jillian's eye. Jill keeps her hands up and her elbows in trying to block Patty Ann's punches. She bobs and weaves but throws few punches. Unable to get to that bad eye the champ moves down stairs and pounds the challenger's body. Shot after shot slams into Jillian's mid-section and ribs. A vicious left right left three-punch combination crashes into Jillian's belly. A loud gasp escapes her lips as the challenger collapses to her knees clutching her middle. Pain is etched on her face as she gasps for breath. Patty Ann moves to a neutral corner and the ref begins. "ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN." Jillian is on her feet bent over at the waist still holding her belly breathing deeply. "EIGHT, NINE." She stands up in a fighting stance and indicates she's ready to go. The ref waves the fighters together and steps back. Patty Ann moves in quickly and feints a shot to the body dropping Jillian's hands down for a second. As Jill's gloves drop the champ sends a crushing right hand to Jill's face. Patty Ann's glove crushes into Jillian's left cheek and her damaged eye. Jillian's head snaps around and her mouthpiece flies out. Blood begins to trickle from the eye. Before she can react to defend herself a left uppercut slams into Jill's chin. The punch causes her arms to stiffen and she staggers back against the ropes. Patty Ann follows her to the ropes landing several more hard shots. With her back against the ropes she cannot escape. Patty Ann's punches explode over Jillian's face and body. Bleeding from the eye gasping for breath Jillian slowly slides down the ropes and slumps to the mat, her skirt bunched beneath showing off her shapely legs. Patty Ann backs off her downed opponent and the ref begins the count. " ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX." There is no movement from Jillian she cannot see the ref nor hear the count. " SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE." The challenger's corner people have climbed the steps and are standing on the ring apron. " TEN, YOUR OUT." The fight is over Patty Ann leaps for joy. Her husband and corner people rush into the ring and hug the victorious champion. The crowd is on there feet standing on chairs cheering and screaming their approval of the great fight they just saw. On the other side of the ring Jillian's corner people are trying to revive their downed fighter. Kneeling beside her they have stopped the flow of blood and are giving her smelling salts to wake her up. After a moment or two her eyes flutter and open. She has a dazed look as her eye dart around. After several deep breaths she mouths the words "what happened?" Supporting her head off the mat her trainer tells her "fight's over Jill - you were knocked out." Closing her eyes Jill nods her head in understanding. In a few minutes after several beep breaths Jillian's corner people help their fighter to her feet and over to her stool. A quick check by the ring Doctor finds nothing wrong with her. The ring announcer signals for the bell and begins "Ladies and Gentlemen at 2min12sec of the fifth round the winner by way of knock-out and still Champion. Patty Ann Steel". The ref wraps the title belt around Patty Ann's waist and raises her arm in a sign of victory. Fifteen minutes later back in her dressing room Jillian is sitting on the rub down table. Her trainer has cut the laces of her gloves and is pulling them off her hands. As he pulls the right on off Jillian grimaces. Cutting away the tape he sees that the knuckle of her middle finger is swollen and black and blue. She cannot move it with out great pain. Shaking his head he says, "So that's why you didn't throw a punch in the last round." Nodding Jillian tells him that she broke her hand when she hit Patty Ann on the top of the head in the fourth round. Smiling and nodding he understands "You had her beat - all you had to do was punch. We'll get her next time". Jillian drops her skirt and removes her top with some help from her trainer and lies on the trainer's table waiting for the doctor to suture her eye. Her right hand is in a bucket of ice, an ice bag on her left eye and ice bags on each breast. The beautiful Ms. Russell is going have one large black eye as well as numerous other bruises and be extremely sore tomorrow.