LETHAL VERONICA CONTINUES TO BATTER A FATHER SENSELEES 
by Hamlet



Veronica entwined Her fingers in Van Haersma 's hair in Her leather gloved
hand and with a mighty yank She forced him to walk on his knees moving blindly
forwards the dog shit on the road

Veronica Schotte was a very big girl at the age of 17.To Her friends She was
known as Lethal Veronica as a result of Her incredible fighting and wrestling
skills at school. She was now over 6' tall with powerful muscles and very big
hips. She was incredibly well developed for Her age a real high cheeked Ebony
Curacaoan beauty. Her amazing proud erect physique made Her look taller than
She really was. In every way She was extremely athletic, muscular and
positively excelled in every single sport imaginable winning in every track,
field and gymnastic events easily outclassing every one of Her opponents. She
was also an excellent footballer beating the boys every single time who could
not even get nearer as She was so fast and agile. She had also developed Her
fighting skills excelling particularly in wrestling and fist fighting to the
extent that at school She was known to be invincible and would adapt the name
the Wrestling Goddess. She had also attained black belts in both karate and
taekwondo at the age of only 16.She was now learning the most dangerous
martial art in the world Norselandic Gym Kata by which one could kill one's
opponent in two deadly blows! Throughout the school She had attained the well
deserved name of Lethal Veronica!

She lived with Her widowed mother in Rotterdam the second-largest city in the
Netherlands and one of the largest ports in the world.

Next door to Her lived a lovely Papian family called the Hutuhuahuas.They
owned a restaurant n the centre of Rotterdam called the Polynesian Heaven
serving the most delicious food. Veronica was a close friend of their daughter
Susi who was a very sweet submissive girl with a gorgeous face and long
flowing silky black hair. Like all Papians they were spotlessly clean and Susi
being a dutiful daughter always remembered to put the dustbins out and swept
the front of the house until it positively glistened.

On this particular day she had asked Veronica if She could help her with her
homework in maths. Veronica being a brilliant pupil readily helped her just as
She helped her with her Dutch lessons a language Susi was finding it very
difficult to learn.

While Susi was doing her homework she had noticed a boy walking his dog by her
front door. He was a really nasty boy called Mark Van Haersma whose father
Gert was a staunch PVV supporter. He would often walk pass the door calling
the family 'Papi bastard' and yelling out 'Ga naar huis Papias! (Go home
Papians! The Party for Freedom (Dutch: Partij voor de Vrijheid, PVV) was a
right-wing political party in the Netherlands. Founded in 2005 as the
successor to Greet Wilders' one-man party in the House of Representatives, it
won 15 seats in the 2012 general election, making it the third largest party
in parliament.

In many ways Susi Hutuhuahua was too scared to confront the boy especially as
she did not have Veronica's fighting skills being about a quarter of Her size.
Yet she still shouted from the window in the little Dutch she knew for the boy
to move the dog away and to clean up the mess it had made,

Even though she was a docile and sweet Papian she was becoming g increasingly
annoyed with this harassment from the Van Haersma family She could see a huge
pile of dogshit right in front to the front door just where she had been
cleaning up all day. How much longer would this harassment continue and yet
the local police did nothing about it,? The little boy appeared to be totally
indifferent enjoying the fact that he had annoyed this Papian whore.

His father had walked over to her.

'Also that dress you are wearing is showing off all your tits! Let me have a
feel after all you Papis are always being screwed by Norselanders so maybe I
could have a feel!'

With one hand he grabbed and groped her tits looking so lascivious as he did
so.

'Leave me alone you dirty bastard!' she had yelled at the top of her voice.

Meanwhile Veronica was in the flat and could hear the commotion outside and
Susi's screams. She ran outside absolutely livid dressed in Her fighting
outfit of leather jacket, tight leather skirt calf length boots and long arm
length leather gloves.

He carried on laughing as he continued to grope poor Susi Yet the sight of
Veronica running at full speed towards him made him stop at once. He tried to
sound tough but was really scared of Her size and physique. He ran towards Her
only to run into three rapid fire jabs and a deadly hook into his midsection.
He had begun to feel blood running down his nose and his eyes began to swell.
This teenage hellcat was beating him at his own game makinghim look a complete
idiot in front of the crowd that had gathered and his who looked on in horror.

He began to feel excruciating pain as his head throbbed and he could not even
stand upright

'What's the matter Mr Big Mouth you don't find this funny anymore?'

The Van Haersma father was doing his best to fight back but failing miserably.
He made a desperate attempt to hit Veronica but the blow was right off course
and he failed miserably.

'Hold still you Curacoan hellcat!'

''Why you bastard are you tired already? Take this you arsehole!'

She laughed out loud as She landed a solid right blow hard into his left eye
making him almost blind as the eye went blacker than ever! The crowd were
gasping in awe and admiration

Desperately he lunged out and with great difficulty just about managed to get
Her into a bear hug. He could feel Her strapping muscular body and could not
lift Her off the ground. The fact was She was just too strong for him .She was
a tough muscular girl who excelled in every single sport and spent at least
two hours a day working out in the gym where he was just a tub of guts who
spent almost every day in the bar drinking Heineken and Amstel.

He doubled up in sheer agony leaving his jaw unprotected. She had moved up
closely towards him and crashed into his mouth with a perfectly timed overhand
putting all Her weight behind it. He staggered back the pain unbearable as he
began to fold up in slow motion in front of Her.He sank to his knees blood
pouring out of his ripped lip. He was now bleeding profusely as the blood fell
on the pavement in torrents.

She pulled him towards Her by the hair turned his head upwards and looked into
his dazed black eyes.

'Don't pass out on me Mr Big Mouth!'

'Come along now doggie!' Veronica had called out imn derision to Van Harsma

At first his confused mind did not grasp Her intention. Then a terrible stanch
arose around his nostrils and his eyes focused on the putrid mess.

NO NO PLEASE DON'T

NEE NEE DO

JA JA

YES! YES!! She answered with total derision in Her voice. and shoved his face
down hard in the dogshitThe total stench the shock and the shame burnt right
into his brain

He came toward her his face drpiing mucj charging at her like a mad bull.

'I'LL KILL YOU YOU CURACAOAN BITCH!!!

IK ZAL U DODEN U CURACOAN BITCH!!!'

With the speed of lightning She easily sidestepped him shoved behind his elbow
twisting it right behind his back and propelled him straight towards the brick
wall of a building .Carried along by the momentum of his charge into Her he
crashed headfirst into the wall. in agony he reeled around as if in a drunken
daze groaning in utter torment his body aching all over.

She held him by the neck like a lioness and propped him up throttling his neck
with Her leather gloved left hand.

'No you definitely will not kill Me but you will beg our pardon! First My
friend Susi then Me .then we are going to finish our demonstration of dog
training. You will take the dog's part! But first I'm going to give you a
lesson in good manners!'

'EERST GA IK NAAR GIVEYOU A LESSON IN GOEDE MANIEREN!!!!'

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