Becky Biceps meets Annie Ample
By Jeremy Wilson  shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com
A flex off of massive proportions 


*Author's Note: This is told from Becky Biceps' dad's perspective. Both Becky
Biceps and Annie Ample are property of Michele Roppo, I have been honored in
the past to write a few stories with his permission. I have gotten much help
with story ideas and inspiration from rtucker21, I thank him very much. I hope
you enjoy this story, about how Becky meets Annie and they have a muscle show
that has to be seen to be believed. Samantha Strong is an original character
thought of by myself and Rtucker21 This happens shortly after Becky comes back
from the Doctor‘s office, where she reached triple digits. I am also accepting
commissions, so if anyone wants me to write a story about Annie Ample, or any
original character that you can think of, and has ideas about what should be
in it and how it should go, and are willing to pay a very reasonable fee,
please don‘t hesitate to contact me at shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com.*

Becky was watching TV when something came up on the local news, in a city 15
miles away from her house, there was a battle of muscle girls unlike any she's
ever seen or dreamt about. A Japanese girl named Su Lee was taking on an
incredibly muscled 19 year old girl by the name of Annie Ample. Annie was
outsizing Su by a great deal.

Then a reporter came on and said, "The blonde girl on the left is named Little
Annie Ample, but as you can see, she's far from little, she is 19 years old,
5'8 and weighs an incredible 520 pounds of muscle, as you can see, she's much
bigger than any male bodybuilder has ever been. She started lifting weights
when she was 9 years old and as you can see it has definitely worked out for
her, Annie has told us that after an exceptionally hard lifting session, her
biceps got to over 100 inches, well over three times that of any Male
Bodybuilder."

I was watching to the side, not too shocked, judging by Annie's size, but not
impressed either, as Becky herself just reached triple digits not too long
ago. I say, "You know, I think you can beat her, you're 4 years younger than
her, you haven't even started lifting weights yet, but your biceps are already
hitting the 100 inch mark regularly, I bet if you went one on one with Annie,
you not only could give her a run for her money, but you could actually
outmuscle her."

Becky considered this for a while, "You know, I would love to meet Annie, ever
since I first seen her, she was like an idol for me, her muscle size, her
strength, they're something I can model myself after, and I think you're
right, I think I can get bigger than her."

I smiled, "There you go, sweetie, I knew you'd come around, now all we need is
a good plan to get her to come here."

Becky thought for a little while, "I know what we could do, I could send her a
video of myself in disguise, wearing sweats so I look more fat than muscle,
and ask her to help train me to get big and strong like her, then when she
gets here, we can spring a sort of trap."

I clapped my hands and laughed, "That is a great idea, not only are you
awesomely muscular and stronger than the World's strongest man, you're a smart
little whippersnapper as well!"

Becky was smiling shyly with her arms in front of her, she unknowingly flexed,
her pecs and biceps grew hugely, she giggled like the school girl she was and
said, "Thanks dad, but you were the one who suggested it in the first place, I
just filled in some spots."

So I got her a sweat suit that would have looked like a tent on me, and I'm no
small man, I'm 6'1 and 230 pounds, but my daughter had me in everything but
height, she was 4'10, but her weight was 350 pounds, and her shoulders were 4
and a half feet across, mine were only 3 and a half. So when she put the
sweatshirt on, I wasn't surprised that it went down to just below her waist,
while on me it would probably have gone down to the middle of my thighs.

I gave her a pillow to put below her shirt, to try and disguise her stomach,
to make her look fatter, her washboard stomach was incredible to see, 8
separate sections showing themselves easily as the separations were at least
an inch deep each. She strapped the pillow around her gut and then put the
sweatpants on, the illusion was almost perfect, she looked like a severely out
of shape little girl who desperately needed help to lose weight. I smiled and
she smiled back at me, her face wasn't so fat, but I think that added
something to it, as she would definitely turn out to be a heartbreaker when
she lost all that baby fat, at least it would seem that way to someone
watching the video.

I counted down from 3 and signaled for Becky to start, she began, "This is a
request for help, Annie Ample, I have seen you on TV, and you're the most
spectacularly muscular girl to ever exist, my name is Becky Jones, I have been
a bit heavy all of my life and I have tried several different things to lose
weight, even an experimental fitness camp didn't get me the results I wanted,
so I was hoping that you could come to my address 1235 Miller Heights Drive in
Cedar Falls, which I know is not far from where you live, to help train me to
be as fit, strong and muscular as I possibly can be. Please, you're my only
hope, Annie!" She ended with tears in her eyes, really selling her sadness and
desperation.

I shut off the camera and smiled widely, "I think that should do it,
sweetheart, Annie has always been known to be generous with her time and
charitable in the past, no way would she turn down a girl like you." Becky
smiled, and said, "I hope she answers quick, I can't wait to show her who the
real biggest muscle girl in the World is!"

Then Becky had another idea, "Dad, let's use the camera to film me doing a
couple of feats of strength, then when Annie asks me how I got so big and so
strong, we can show her how strong I really am."

I was laughing and nodding, "That's just great, honey, I have another idea,
why don't you try to flex out of that sweat suit, don't worry, we have more, I
just would love to see Annie's reaction when we show her that one!"

Becky smiles as she gets ready, then she starts flexing her thighs and calves,
they grow hugely in seconds and the bottoms are ripped off immediately, except
for the part right above her thighs and over her crotch region. Then she does
a most muscular pose that starts the shirt ripping along the shoulders and
back. Her dad holds up a picture of Annie Ample doing a double biceps pose,
and this enrages Becky all the more, she crunches down even harder and the
ripping of the thick, high tensile strength threads of the sweatshirt are
heard to be ripping apart at the seams all the more. Seconds later there were
only wisps of clothing floating on the air and only the collar of the sweat
suit remained on Becky's body, she felt this and growled, flexing her neck and
traps hugely, the collar could take no more and ripped in half, floating down
with the rest of the destroyed cloth. She stood there, upper half of her body
covered in a really stretched tank top, her enormous pecs heaving with every
breath she took, her traps reaching the bottom of her ears.

"Okay, sweetie, take care of your pants now."

Becky smiled at the camera and looked down to the drum tight sweat pants on
her huge thighs and calves. She concentrated and started shaking her thighs,
then squeezing down tight on a thigh flex, I heard the material stretch and
finally rip, then I saw it, as the rip started at the top of the thigh and
went on down to the knee, the bottom part had ripped from the bottom, finally
it fluttered off her. Showing her in a posing suit bottom and a barely hanging
on tank top, she looked huger than ever. On her tank top were words that were
stretching more than I think the designers of the shirt ever thought possible,
it said World's Strongest. I gave it to her soon after we calculated this
plan, she has worked out in it a couple times, and has stretched it from its
original 5XL to something like 7XL.

I shake my head and smile as I say "Honey, we're going to have to get you
bigger clothes, we just got you that tank top last week and you're already
growing out of it!"

This caused Becky to giggle a little and said, "Of course I am dad, its mostly
your fault though, you're the one who suggested I grow bigger than Annie, and
you're the one who got me all those heavy weights, its not my fault my body
responds so fast, well it is, but I hope you aren't mad."

I shake my head and laugh, "No, not mad at all dear, I am so happy that you're
as huge as you are, I think it will make us all a lot of money in the future."

Becky shook her head, "I'm not doing this for money, I think we have enough,
and can probably find other ways to make it, I want to be recognized across
the World as the Strongest and most muscular girl that ever was or ever will
be."

I smiled and said, "Of course, of course, Becky, you will be, Annie won't know
what is going to hit her."

A couple of weeks later, Annie finally made her way to Becky's home town, she
took a cab to the address that she got in the video that she got from Becky
and her dad. She thought it strange, that it may be a trap, but she felt that
her body was big and strong enough to overcome anything. Her mind ruled it out
as well, no way could that little 16 year old girl fill that sweatshirt out
with anything but fat, she had known rivals when she was 13 and 14, but they
were from girls her own age, never from someone so young, so she dismissed
Becky as just another girl who needed her assistance to get strong and
muscular, and she was always willing to help when it came to that.

Annie had helped several young girls in Smallville become quite big and strong
in their own rights, though not near as big as she was. It was amazing to see
a high school where 10 percent of the girls walking around with muscles that
would make a Mr. Olympia blush. Becky would be the youngest girl that she had
personally helped out, but she felt that Becky had a lot of potential, she
didn't look to be fat, just bulky, and Annie knew that bulk could easily be
turned into pure muscle with a little of the right training. Annie arrived at
the address, paying the cabbie who was staring at the 15 year old's muscle
packed body, especially her 2 foot deep pectoral cleavage, he shook himself
from his stupor, and accepted the money, then drove away still looking at the
hulking young girl in his rear view mirror.

Annie steps up to Becky's door and rang the doorbell, it was answered a couple
seconds later by me, I couldn't believe my eyes, she was actually here,
standing outside my door. I know Becky was getting to be bigger than her, but
Annie was still a celebrity of sorts, at least around here. And the sight in
front of me was quite stunning, she was standing there wearing a mini-skirt,
and a cotton red and white striped shirt that did nothing to hide her enormous
muscles. Becky however, was in a grey sweatshirt and sweatpants suit that hid
all her muscle and did nothing to allay the thought that she was a bulky,
slightly overweight young girl.

Becky was standing behind me but as soon as I got out of the way to invite
Annie in, Becky was standing there, with a smile that was so bright, she held
her hand out for Annie to take, and just then I took a close look at the size
difference between the two, Annie was about 10 inches taller than Becky's 4'10
frame, and with her obvious muscularity, I would guess she has a significant
weight advantage, just because she packs such huge muscle on a much bigger
frame.

The thing that got my attention also was the look on Annie's face when she
shook my little girl's hand, there was a flash of pain, then doubt, then
disbelief on her face. She grimaced and looked to put more power into her
handshake, but the pressure looked almost unbearable from where I was
standing, Becky's hand was simply overpowering Annie's. Finally they released
after what seemed like an eternity, Annie shook out her hand, saying, "That's
quite a grip you got there, Becky." Becky giggled and said, "Yeah, sorry,
sometimes I don't know my own strength."

Annie thought this strange, she couldn't see Becky straining at all as her
hand was nearly crushed in Becky's grip, she must have a little muscle under
that shirt, along with a couple levels of powerlifter like bulk added on.

Annie says, "Well, I hope you can keep up with me, I aim to show you all the
exercises that will help you get as fit and big as me."

Becky giggled and said, "Don't worry about that Annie, I know how to lift
weights, I may have lied a little in the tape I sent you, you see, the real
reason I wanted you to come here was not to work with you, but to challenge
you. Your shirt says World's Strongest Teenager, that title will be mine once
I beat you one on one, but right now I'll settle for World's Strongest Person,
period. The real reason I called you here was to show you this body, a body
far superior to your own."

Than smiling she ripped the sweatshirt she was wearing off her body, showing
Annie the incredible depth, size, and definition that her 16 year old body
possessed. Becky wasn't even flexing yet, but her each of her muscle groups
dominated Annie's when fully flexed, Becky's pectorals were at least 2 and a
half feet deep, her shoulders were well over 5 feet across, which is a mean
feat considering she herself is 4'10. Her abs were easily visible, because the
division between each of the 8 sections was easy to see, they were at least an
inch deep, Annie couldn't resist feeling them, her hand brushing over them in
awe. Annie gasped as Becky crunched down a little bit while Annie's finger was
close to the separation in between the abs, and Annie's finger was caught in
between, and it was being mercilessly crushed. Becky giggled like the little
girl she was, knowing that perhaps the weakest muscle in her body was
overpowering and crushing the finger of a very, very strong older girl. Annie
just managed to get her finger back, shaking it out, staring at the incredible
body before her.

Annie had faced big competition before, she had just defeated Su Lee 2 months
before, but none had come close to her size with as much ease as Becky Biceps,
nor had they been Becky's size for her age and height, only 16 years old and
4'10 tall. Annie had overcome those challenges before, and she hoped she had
it in her to overcome this challenge, it seemed Becky was too conceited about
her size and strength for her own good, maybe Annie could use that as fuel for
her growth. Annie was used to being challenged by the biggest, most muscular
girls on the planet, but she had never met anyone like Becky, someone who
could push her harder than any other girl, but she took up the challenge.

"Okay, Becky, how about we see who is really stronger, I'll armwrestle you,
two out of three, and if you manage to beat me, I'll become your slave, to do
as you wish for a month, but if I manage to beat you, you and me will be
training partners, and I'll show you the right way to use your muscle and
strength."

Becky accepted, after all, she had nothing to fear, she had just curled a 5200
pound weight a couple months before, and had been using my SUV for bench
presses in the past couple weeks. They sat down at a steel reinforced table
and clasped hands, both flexing their arms involuntarily, Annie forced to look
Becky in the face, when she was struck with the fact that Becky's face did
look her age, she was cute, with freckles, and a little cute nose, her big
blue eyes would look like a puppy dog's if they weren't focused so much at the
task at hand.

I was looking back and forth in amazement between the girls when a thought
finally struck me, I'm sure both girls' biceps will be working up to some
unbelievable sizes, I should do something that truly encompasses the level of
muscle and strength that these two young she-hulks are capable of achieving.

"Wait a second girls, I'll be right back, don't start without me."

"Of course not, daddy, you've gotta count to three to start the match. What's
the deal?"

"Becky, I want to get this thing that would help us test both of your relative
muscle sizes in your biceps and the strength that your biceps have. Don't
worry, its nothing that could harm either of you girls."

Becky and Annie's eyes met again, a strange expression of what the heck is
happening here on each of their faces.

"Okay girls, here, put these on!" I came back with a pair of 1 inch wide steel
hoops made of high gage steel that is near unbreakable when compared with what
humans are normally capable of. But Annie and Becky are far, far from normal.

"What are those things?"

"These are steel hoops, 120 inches around, they're made of a high gage type of
steel that takes a lot to break them, I want to put them around each of the
arms that you plan to use when arm wrestling, to see if your arms work enough
to grow to the size needed to break them."

"That's a great idea dad, I'm sure we'll both be able to break those things!"

"Sure Mr. Jones, I'd be delighted to take part in this experiment in muscle
vs. steel."

I marveled at the size that both girls had already, maybe 55 inches relaxed
for Annie, and 60 inches relaxed for Becky. I couldn't resist the urge to feel
the hardness of both girl's muscles as I clamped the steel bands around their
arms.

"Okay, I think we're just about ready girls, not clasp your hands, no trying
to maneuver for best grip or anything, I want this to be a fair match, power
against power, may the best girl win!"

"No problem dad, because I will, I'm the best, you're the second best, live
with it."

"Becky, you still got a lot to learn when it comes to muscle, but I'll be
happy to teach you, right now. You call it Mr. Jones."

"Okay, on your marks, get set, go!" I shout, I see both girls strain their
muscles to their fullest as they push against each other.

"You're not going to win Becky, I have encountered girl after girl who said
they were bigger and stronger than me, they all turned out to be losers, what
makes you think you're so different?"

"Those girls probably worked out for years and years to get their muscles as
big as they did, you know how long I've been working out, Annie, girl?"

"No, how long, Becky?

"Last week marked the 5th month anniversary of the time I lifted my first
weight. I have incredible genetics, and a little help from some very nice
doctors, no, I haven't been using drugs, I've just developed my body by
natural means, to be the biggest muscle girl the World will ever see."

"Sounds to me like the doctors may not be so nice as you think, you may not be
taking drugs on your own, but how often do you visit them? How many times have
they asked you drink this, or to taste that? There's no way you could have
gotten this way on your own in 5 months, it took me from the time I was 8
years old working out very hard 5 hours a day with very heavy weights to get
this big."

"I guess it must suck to be you, then, your body is so pathetic, look at you,
19 years old, you're almost a foot taller than me, you probably weigh 180
pounds more than I do at least, but you can't even begin to match up to my
size or power."

The whole time their conversation was going back and forth, their arms were
growing bigger and bigger, straining up to sizes that I never thought I'd see
live in my life. The steel bands have drawn tight over both of their biceps.
I'm straining myself, looking to see which band is going to go first. The
sounds of steel stretching can be heard.

"POP!"

The sound was like a gunshot, I turned my head to the side to avoid any debris
that may come from the steel band coming my way. When I turned back, I was
delighted to see that Becky's band was no longer around her arm, while Annie's
still was hanging on.

"WHUMP!"

Annie's shocked face was clearly seen as her arm was slammed to the table,
after Becky's band broke, her attention was clearly taken away from the task
at hand and it gave Becky enough of an advantage, in both surprise and
confidence to beat Annie in the first arm wrestling match.

"Haha, who's stronger, now?" Becky exclaimed as she held her incredibly huge
muscled arms in the air in victory.

"There's another 2 matches left small fry, we'll see who's stronger then."
Annie responded with a look of grim determination on her face.

*Meanwhile in an abandoned warehouse 5 miles away, a mystery woman and her
incredibly muscular charge, Samantha Worth are watching the battle that Becky
and Annie are having, never knowing they were being watched by someone who
would wipe the floor with either of them in strength or muscle size.*

"Samantha, we need to do some more training, you need to be stronger if you're
going to face the winner of this match."

"Awww, Mom, I can beat both of them put together, if I had the chance, you
know how strong I am, I have been training for this day since I was 3 years
old, I don't plan on losing."

"Listen to me young lady, if there's one thing that I have witnessed, it's the
will of Annie Ample, she may look beat now, but she is far from finished. She
can grow bigger muscles and she can grow stronger, through will alone, as big
as you are now, you're not invincible, now get back to work!"

"Okay, strength factor elevated to 50 men." Samantha told the computer, who
was controlling the hydraulic arm that Samantha was arm wrestling against as
her exercise. Samantha's mother came out of the control room with a steel
band, made of even higher gage steel than the bands that Mr. Jones brought out
to Annie and Becky. It was also 150 inches around, as Samantha had proven
already to be much too big for mere 120 inch bands.

"Here you go, Sam, remember, you're stronger, you're bigger, and you're better
than your sister." Sam's mother, Beth put the 150 inch band on her relaxed 80
inch arm.

Sam took the robot's arm, getting a good grip, the sound of metal crunching
and squealing could be heard as her grip crushed the steel in the hand.

"Robot, start pulling when I count to three, 1, 2, 3!"

"Gah!" Samantha made a grunting sound as she felt the power of 50 men push
against her one hand, it surprised her a little, but she didn't let her hand
slip to the steel table, in fact, it went down only a few centimeters before
she matched it's strength, then pushed back on it with strength that far out
powered it. The steel loop wasn't being filled as of yet, simply because
Samantha didn't have to use all of her power to push against the robot.

"Computer, increase force to 60 men now!" Beth shouted in awe and wonder at
Sam's strength.

"Yeah!" Sam exclaimed as she felt the force increase, because finally, it was
testing her muscle, it made her muscle work a little harder, it made her
biceps grow a little bigger. But she kept pushing down, trying with a little
more noticeable effort, the band though, was not full to bursting just yet,
which disappointed Beth.

"Computer, increase force again to 75 men! Do it now!"

Sam glared at her mother in surprise and anger, her arm was being levered back
to the middle and a little bit below, but she didn't let it get any further.
She grunted loudly, then roared as she pushed as hard as she had that day,
making not only the metal of the robot hand groan with her increased grip, but
the steel of the table they were arm wrestling on began to dent where her
elbow was, and finally, the high gage steel band around her arm was being
pushed outward by Sam's growing biceps.

"I will not be beaten, I will win!" Sam shouted to herself as she once again
took the arm past half way, this caused an even louder groan, this time only
out of the band on her arm as the vein itself started grinding into it.

"Bang!"

The band finally gave up and fell to the ground, Sam strained further, decided
she was through playing around and slammed the robot's arm to the steel table
so hard that it became entrenched in the 3 inch thick of the steel table.

Stood up from the table and roared, doing a double biceps pose that eclipsed
anyone who had ever lived, her mother brought over a tape measure and wrapped
it around her right biceps, "156 and 1/2 inches." She taped the arm that was
not doing the arm wrestling first, as Samantha was naturally left handed.
"Left arm, 158 and 1/2 inches, a new record!"

That was an understatement to say the least, Beth stood there, proud at the
fact that this girl was only 14 years old, she stood 4'9, but weighed an
incredible 500 pounds of muscle. She had brought her up alone, divorcing her
husband and leaving him and their one year old girl with him.

She wondered back to when she first decided to make Sam into the mountain of
muscle she became. She had been paying attention to television one day, when a
young boy named Richard came on screen, claiming to be the world's strongest
kid at 6 years old, she had an idea that if she had the right equipment, with
the right diet and a designer DNA amplifier that her, being a genius scientist
could no doubt create, her daughter could be the strongest and most muscular
person to ever exist. She smiled as she realized now, she had succeeded.

"Who's the biggest? Who's the strongest? Who's going to win?"

"You are dear, Samantha Worth is the biggest, those two scrawny girls are
wimps compared to you."

Samantha smiled as she looked down upon her physique, she wanted to prove she
was the most muscular pre-teen girl on the planet, and if she had to beat her
own sister to do that, then that's what the 14 year old was going to do.

"Hold it mom, since Becky decided to change her name, I'm going to change my
own, from now on, I'm going to be known as Samantha Strong!"

Beth clapped her hands and laughed. "I love it, Sam, I love it."

*Meanwhile, back at Becky's house, the second round of the arm wrestling match
is set to start.*

"Alright, if Becky wins this match, Annie, you have to concede that Becky is
stronger than you, wear this T-shirt, and be Becky's slave for a month, if you
win, it's tied 1-1 and we have to have a third and deciding contest."

"We got it dad, just count it down for us, I have a feeling that Annie just
wants to lose and be my slave."

"Fat chance, you little brat, I was taking it easy on you before, but you had
to go and get my muscles worked up, now you're going down!"

"Girls, same rules as before, on your marks, get set, go!"

Becky's smile faded as she started to feel a force that she wasn't expecting
out of Annie, she thought Annie had strained to her fullest in the last match,
but perhaps that was just a feeling out process. She was now straining her
hardest and it was making Becky strain, but it may have been too late, as
Becky's arm was half way down to the table after Annie's initial onslaught.

Becky groaned, "I won't let you win, Annie!" She said with strain in her voice

"You've already lost, give it up, Becky, this one goes to me." Annie said,
with a level of strain in her own voice.

"Noooooooo!"

"WHUMP!"

Becky's hand hit the table, Annie's arm had become so big now it was straining
against the steel band, her bicep was bigger than it had ever been to that
point.

"Looks like I'm not as much of a loser as you think, huh, short stuff?"

"Shut up, you took me by surprise, but I'm gonna have my game face on now."

Annie's face softened as she looked across the table.

"Good luck, no matter what happens Becky, I really want to be friends with
you."

"Really, even after all the things I've said about you."

"Sure, I have always strived to be stronger than anyone else, so I know what
you're going through, maybe I can help you deal with it, and maybe also be
your workout partner."

"Okay, thanks a lot Annie, but we still got one more match to learn who's
stronger, do you want to do it?"

"Yeah, sure. I think you may got me, though, to tell you the truth, I drained
a lot of my power in that last match."

"We'll see, I also used a lot of my power in that match, and the first match,
we may be pretty even."

I stepped up to the two hugely muscled girls, "Are you girls ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready Mr. Jones."

"Are you guys sure, you both look worn down."

"Yup, count it down, dad."

"I'm totally ready, Mr. Jones, call it!"

"Okay, on your marks, get set, go!"

Becky took the early lead, looking to strain facially and bodily, but Annie
pushed her back up, and down to about three-fourths down to the table, but
when Annie looked up to see Becky's face, Becky was smiling widely. Annie
looked like a deer in the headlights, then she started pushing with as much
effort as she could muster in her weakened state. It was no use as her arm was
being forced down the table with seeming ease. The expression in Becky's face
never changing. Annie's steel band finally broke, but it was much too late to
worry about that as her hand neared the steel table.

"Thump!"

Becky took Annie over with such force and velocity, the metal was severely
dented under her hand.

"You were just playing with me?"

"Well, yes and no, Annie, I had a lot of power stored up, and when I heard
that you didn't well, I decided to play with you for this match, but you
legitimately won match 2, I promise."

Annie started to look angry, but then she started laughing.

"Becky, I like you, so I'll admit that you're the strongest in the World now."

Just then, the large television screen in the front room came to life.

"Strongest in the World, you say? Sorry Annie, but Becky isn't even close, let
me introduce you to the strongest, Samantha Strong!"

The screen focused on the ultra huge body of a young black haired, brown eyed
girl, as she did a double biceps pose, wearing nothing but a white bikini on
her tanned body. The body was incredible to behold, her shoulders were
obviously much wider than she was tall, her pectoral muscles pushed out 28
inches over her 100 pack abs, and her biceps peaked well over her head. Her
thighs were bigger around than car tires, and her calves looked like they had
basketballs jammed in them.

Then the camera focused on the woman standing behind her. She was also dark
haired, with dark eyes, and a smile that was both beautiful and predatory. She
laughed at the shocked expressions of the people staring back at her and her
daughter.

"Beth?"

"Mom?"

To be Continued...