VICIOUS VERONICA'S FIRST FIGHT IN ROTTERDAM by Hamlet Veronica Van Heusen was a very big girl at the age of 17. To her friends she was known as Vicious 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 Cura�aon a real 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 Vicious 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 They had just come over from Cura�ao at the age of 14 where she was born. Cura�ao is a Lesser Antilles island in the southern Caribbean Sea and the Dutch Caribbean region, about 65 km (40 miles) north of the Venezuelan coast. It was a constituent country of the Kingdom of the Netherlands. The country was formerly part of the Cura�ao and Dependencies colony in 1815-1954 and later the Netherlands Antilles in 1954-2010, as "Island Territory of Cura�ao" and is now formally called the Country of Cura�ao It included the main island of Cura�ao and the much smaller, uninhabited island of Klein Cura�ao ("Little Cura�ao had a population of 149,600 and an area of 444 km2 (171 sq. mi); its capital is Willemstad. Next door to her lived a lovely Papian family called the Hutuhuas.They owned a restaurant n the centre of Rotterdam called the Pacific 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 the Hutuhuas 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 Hollen whose father Gert was a staunch PVV supporter. He would often walk pass the door calling the family 'Papi bastard' 'Papiaanse klootzak' and yelling out 'Ga naar huis Papiaanse! (Go home Papians! The Party for Freedom (Dutch: Partij voor de Vrijheid, PVV) was a right-wing political party in the Netherlands. In many ways Susi Hutuhua 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, Please could you move your dog away and clean that mess! 'Alsjeblieft, kun je je hond weghalen en die troep opruimen! Even though she was a docile and sweet Papian she was becoming increasingly annoyed with this harassment from the Van Hollen 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 Susi. '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!' 'Ook pronkt die jurk die je draagt "�"�met al je tieten! Laat me een voelen, tenslotte, jullie Papiaanse worden altijd genaaid door Norselanden, dus misschien kan ik een gevoel hebben! With one hand he grabbed and groped her breasts looking so lascivious as he did so. 'Leave me alone you dirty bastard!' she had yelled at the top of her voice. 'Laat me met rust, vuile klootzak!' Meanwhile Veronica was in the flat and could hear the commotion outside and Susi's screams. She ran outside absolutely livid dressed in her usual 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 making him look a complete idiot in front of the crowd that had gathered and his who looked on in horror. WAAACCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCKKK!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! 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?' 'Wat is er, mijnheer Herr Grote Mond, vindt u dit niet meer grappig?' The Van Hollen 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 Cura�oan hellcat!' 'Houd je stil Cura�oa hel kat!' ''Why you bastard are you tired already? Take this you arsehole!' 'Waarom, klootzak, ben je al moe? Neem dit klootzak! 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 weregasping 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! GA NIET DOOR MIJ HER GROTE MOND!! TO BE CONTINUED Any comments to norselandic@hotmail.com