TANYA WINS YET AGAIN 
by Hamlet



Jeff reached down and grabbed Tanya by her open leather jacket as it exposed
her breasts. He pulled her to her feet as Big Joey turned to walk to his desk.
An elbow in Jeff's stomach caused him to release her jacket as he gasped for
air.

Moving as fast as she could towards Big Joey, she kicked him hard in the butt
as Jeff approached her again from her right side. She thrust upward and
forward, knocking him to the floor with a lethal punch with her left fist to
his belly. Jeff was once again gasping for air as he wrapped his arms around
his wounded stomach, puking this time around.

As she looked in Big Joey's direction, she saw him pulling open the drawer to
his desk and taking out a knife. He turned back in her direction, not
realizing that she was in kicking distance. As he stepped toward her, she
brought her foot up and kicked his wrist causing the knife to drop to the
floor. Before he could recover, she swiftly took two steps toward him and
began slamming her left fist into his face. His eyes stretched wide open for a
split second. Before he could defend himself, she came from her left with a
powerful hook that landed next to his mouth. He spit out a broken tooth with
blood all over the floor.

While Jeff was trying to recover, the door opened and another man walked in.
He stood about six feet even as near as I could tell. Like a flash of lightning
she pivoted toward Big Joey bringing her fist forward in an uppercut making a
connection under his chin, knocking him backward against the wall.

The third man ran at her gritting his teeth. She turned toward him as he ran
at her, knowing she had to move fast. She braced against the desk and threw
both feet up. Her kick made a powerful impact on his scrotum, right on target
causing him to collapse on the floor.

Jeff began to pull his body into a nearby chair.

Big Joey had recovered his knife and charged at her with it in his hand. He
was swinging it wildly and she ducked under it coming up with a belly punch
from hell, causing him to drop the knife. She then sent a combination
left-right belly punch to his stomach. He began to gag and struggle to
breathe.

She quickly looked over her shoulder to see that Jeff and the third man were
still trying to pull themselves together. She looked back at Big Joey. She
knew the best way for her to put him down was gutting him with her rock hard
fist. She began to work on his belly, turning it into hamburger meat as she
rammed her fists upward

into his belly with combination belly punches. After the eighth punch he
finally went to his knees as he vomited what she estimated to be a half bucket
of blood as it splattered over her leather outfit.

She approached him again and slammed her hook into his jaw. The bone gave way
under the power of the punch. He tumbled over on the floor as more blood
splashed from his mouth from the combination of the eight punches to his belly
and his broken jaw. Over and over she punched him in his right jaw with her
iron left fist.

As she disfigured Big Joey's face, Jeff came running up behind her, grabbing
her neck with his right hand. She bent her knees and snapped her foot back
into his groin which caused him to release his hold. He began to grab himself.
She spun around quickly with a right cross which found it resting place on his
nose. Blood started to flow out of it as his eyes began to tear.

Jeff looked as if he didn't know whether to continue to cover his private area
or cover his busted nose. She pushed him up with her left hand on his shoulder
and twisted to the right, pivoting once again with an uppercut as hard as she
could manage. Her fist hit him under the chin and continued upward, over her
head, as Jeff's head flew back, and his hands flew up, all in reaction to her
savage uppercut. That left his poor stomach unprotected which gave her even
more reason to bury her left fist deep in his belly. His head went flying back
as she hit again him with the uppercut, she hit him once again in his stomach
causing him to bend forward in a jerking motion.

The blood rolling over his lips is a funny sight. He dropped to his knees.
Stopped in her tracks as the third man was back on his feet. She swung around
to face him.

He threw up his hands shouting "NO MORE, PLEASE, NO MORE!".

He looked at Big Joey on the floor on his left side with an open wound, ripped
open by her hard fist on his battered face and Jeff on his knees again. Jeff
asked her what she wanted.

"I am here to collect the money that your owe James $20000. Do you have any
idea what I am referring to?" She said as She began shaking her fist at him.
He walked over to his boss Big Joey to help him to his feet. He tried to stop
the blood coming from the open wound on his right jaw from her vicious
punching him over and over after knocking him to the floor. The knife was
right in front of Her and

She squatted down and picked it up.

Jeff ran at her but stopped when he saw the knife. She ordered Jeff to step to

the side of the room where Big Joey and the third man were. As the three of

them stood there all battered and bleeding, she demanded the money once more.

'I'm tired. I have blood over my clothes. My jacket is ripped and I'm standing
here soaked in blood from the three of you! I'm not in the best of moods, so
hand over the money!"

Big Joey pointed at the safe and instructed the third man to open it as he
mumbled the combination through his shattered jaw. After the safe was opened,
she walked toward it with the man who opened it backing away. There was at
least $150,000 in there, so she couldn't understand why Big Joey didn't pay
James what he owed him. She spoke as she replaced $130,000 in the safe.

"I'm taking what I think I should get for all the trouble that you guys have

put me through."

Big Joey shuddered in anger as the words came from her lips.

'All right you Norsi bitch you win'

.He sheepishly opened the safe as blood spewed out of his mouth and nose.

She counted the money as she pocketed Her $2000.

She walked way and headed straight back on her Hardanger bike to the Monks Pub
in Chicago.

James was amazed as he saw her incredible leather clad figure enter the pub.
She had only taken one hour!

She threw $18000 on the table in $50 notes.

'HERE YOU ARE MIKE!

"I WON YET AGAIN!!

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