Madame Caramel by Hamlet Patsy was a good fighter, but he had to face Madame Caramel tonight. There were thousands of pounds being wagered on this fight. Patsy had never seen Madame Caramel, but being a man he was not worried about Her. Patsy Adams, was regarded as one of the most violent organised crime figures in Great Britain He gained an early reputation in London's underworld by using high-speed motorcycles in gangland murders and was a suspect in at least 25 organised crime related deaths over a three-year period. He was sentenced to seven years in prison in the 1970s for an armed robbery. Although subordinate to Terry Adams his notorious brother , the gang's alleged leader, Terry Adams who had been serving a prison sentence since February 2007 Patrick "" sometimes known as Patsy "" had participated in individual criminal activities. Most notably he is suspected of the 1991 murder attempt on Frankie Fraser; also, according to one account, he assaulted Fraser's son David Fraser with a knife, cutting off part of his ear during a drug deal. During the late 1990s, he was reported to spend much of his time in Spain. The Independent stated in 2001 that he was "living in exile in Spain in a walled villa bristling with security cameras a few miles south of Torremolinos".However he had since moved back to London to control crime and drug trafficking in the Islington and Hackney areas. He had seen the advertisement for the Black Avengers and knew they were his arch enemies to be eliminated at all costs. If this 'Black bitch' were dumb enough to get in the ring with him, he would tear Her up just as he had all of his previous opponents. Little did he know what he had in store for himself. Madame Caramel was a renown fighter of men. She was quick, sly, cunning, and very strong. She had a rage burning inside of Her that somehow always found its way out when she punched. Patsy was 6'1" 220 pounds of well distributed muscle. Madame Caramel was 6' and weighed between 210 pounds of rock hard muscle. She was very, very good at what She did. Patsy had no idea even of what She looked like, but Madame Caramel knew about him. The Clerkenwell crime syndicate, also known as the Adams Family or the A-team, was an English criminal organisation, allegedly one of the most powerful in the United Kingdom. Media reports had linked the Adams family to around 25 murders [ and credited them with wealth of up to ##200 million. She had studied him and his fighting style. She was determined like Her colleague Madame Charlene to end their criminal activities once and for all Every day in the gym, the guys would tease Patsy about fighting a woman. He had no choice in the matter, however. His manager had set this up because it would also be a big money fight at the Hackney Boxing Arena. There were very few rules for this bout. No hitting below the belt was about the only one, other than that, it was anything goes. Madame Caramel called Her White boyfriend Christopher over to Her flat where She was staying. She needed Her fix and She needed to practice on him before the fight knowing She could beat him with one hand. He was there in 39 minutes, She was timing him. She wanted him there quickly because fight time was nearing. Christopher had a key, but he knocked on the door. As Madame Caramel opened the door he backed in with an arm full of goodies. She smiled and helped him put away the stuff he had brought, then turned and walked away from him. He followed Her and suddenly Madame Caramel turned. Christopher reached for Her and She embraced him, throwing Her arms around him as their lips met. The kiss lasted only three minutes. Madame Caramel backed up slowly and withdrew from the embrace. She checked the time, She did not want to run late for the fight. Then, pivoting on Her feet after turning Her small hips upward after bending Her shapely knees, coming around with Her fist landing on the left side of his chin, stunning him because he did not expect it. The punch was almost an uppercut, Her mind was off track. It was supposed to be a right belly punch. Madame Caramel's concentration was off by a lot, never the less the punch had an impact. Stepping to the side, She came around with a left belly punch. It also was a bit off, but Her smallish fist stung. For some reason She seemed to be losing it. It had been a while. It was upsetting to Her that She had strived to be the best and on the night of Her big fight seemed to be losing it. "I'm losing it" She said as She turned to walk away. "Christopher never liked a loser and he is not going to stand for it" She thought. He quickly reached for Her, his hands landing on Her left shoulder. Her mind was now confused, not thinking clearly as She swung around with a right cross knocking Christopher right across the floor. Madame Caramel ran over and kneeled down next to him, apologizing as She whispered in his ear "I never meant to harm darling , are you okay?" Madame Caramel lifted him to his feet. Christopher smiled knowing that his panther had returned. He backed away too slowly as She came at him with a left belly punch following it with a right belly punch. "Poor baby" Madame Caramel cooed as She placed Her hand on his shoulder to comfort him. He looked up quickly enough to see a right cross coming and blocked it. "My pantheress is coming back but is not all the way back yet" he said. Unexpectedly from Her left came Her hook, landing on his jaw, this time with a bit less impact. "My control is back" Madame Caramel thought as She came around with a right cross barely tapping his chin. She moved in, throwing Her arms around him. She gently grabbed his crotch. Her toy was ready. Madame Caramel stepped back once more shifting Her weight, came forward with an uppercut carrying it completely through, Her fist and arm going upward into the air after contact. Christopher grabbed Her to keep from falling. They stumbled back to the bed. He reached between Her legs, feeling the wetness there. Since he was now very aroused, he quickly undid his pants, slipping out of his pants and shorts at the same time, then threw his body on top of Hers. Rolling him over, She roared and purred in his ear. Madame Caramel was on top as their bodies came to a stop. She began to rotate her hips, from left to right and up and down. Christopher was keeping up with the pace. After twenty minutes a moan escaped both of them as the climaxed at the same time. They lay in each other's arms for a few minutes. Madame Caramel glanced at the clock. She leaped out of bed and jumped into the shower, quickly cleaning up. She grabbed Her cut-off jeans, and leather tee shirt, yelling for Christopher to bring Her boots and leather gloves. She slid Her socks and boots and gloves on, looking ready for war. Madame Caramel put on Her deodorant, and pulled Her hair into a ponytail. She kissed Christopher, and ran to Her Harley Davidson and sped off to the fight. Christopher was supposed to wait in the hotel room and watch the ball game. Madame Caramel entered the old warehouse outside of town where the fight was to be held. It held 150 people who had paid two thousand pounds each to watch this fight. The betting would eclipse the amount of money paid to enter. They all cheered as Madame Caramel came through the crowd, taking off Her shades, looking like She was there for a hit or to administer a beating. Most of the crowd's money was on Her. This was the usual crowd and they had seen Her destroy larger men that Patsy before. He would be lucky to escape with any of his teeth; a couple was betting he wouldn't as She walked by. It was a two thousand pound bet, that Madame Caramel would knock out his teeth before the night was over. The couple placing the bet had seen Madame Caramel fight before, and the knew She had a thing for teeth. Madame Caramel smiled at them and said "I have to go". She leaped into the makeshift ring. Patsy was already there, standing in his corner. He shuddered a little as She stepped into the ring pulling off Her black leather jacket, as he looked at Her huge legs. The crowd roared with delight. This was their favourite kind of fight, Female vs. Male. Madame Caramel looked at Patsy and smiled, extending Her hand. He took it with a quick squeeze hoping She would squeeze back so he could get a reading on Her strength. Madame Caramel did not respond other that with a normal handshake. The crowd stood up roaring, cheering on whomever they had wagered their money on. "LET'S GET STARTED!"