Apology




This is the "apology " letter that Karen is mandating I write with Richard.
Ya'all can look back at my bookshelf and the other open letters that were
written about our recent fist fight for details. Also, there is no reason to
email me any questions or comments at this point. You should also know that
Karen scrubbed this apology letter before you are reading this.

So, it was me who challenged her to this second fight despite being knocked
out in our first boxing match. It was me who suggested a fist fight in fight
#2 because I hated her, and still do, for knocking me out the first time and
using my beloved husband as a sex toy after she beat me up. Blunt enough? I
acknowledge that Karen is a superior fighter, is stronger and has a physique
that is better than mine. I admit she is smarter, as an attorney that was
easy, she comes from a wealthy family that is very giving and despite her age
can whip my ass!! OK? I should never have agreed to fight her again and I
should certainly never have agreed to a fist fight which I knew she did many
years ago and for many years at that time. I admit she hit me 5x for every one
of mine, I admit she beat me worse than I have ever been beaten, admit she
broke my jaw and eye socket, and my spirit and soul, and with her bare fists
beat my face and body until I was unconscious and in more pain than I have
ever been in. I admit her ABS are stronger than mine too. I have the eight
pack and her a six but she is stronger than me, OK? I don't where in that body
all of that strength comes from but it is more then I have. I am no match for
her despite thinking based on my past experiences I would beat her. I hearby
apologize for saying anything negative about her, apologize for challenging
her the second time, apologize for sending her the picture of me in the mall
with the bikini top and saying negative things to her with that email,
apologize for thinking I could compete with her, apologize for thinking I am a
warrior when I am not, apologize for anything that upset her and apologize for
anyone who sent her a nasty email as a result of the beating I took. Karen is
a true warrior who could kill me with her bare fists and I know that now. If I
ever see Karen I know I must pay homage to her as this warrior in a way she
sees fit. I am thankful she did nothing to my husband after the fight since
based on her legendary temper is a blessing for my family and I have to thank
Jesus for that. My apologies to you Karen and I beg your undying forgiveness,
Carmen

This is Richard. I don't have much to apologize for of course but I want to
thank Karen for not going any further in her beating of my beautiful and
wonderful wife and I thank her for not using her fists on me in the hospital
that night. Well, I mean everyone read about the fist fight but I was asked to
go into detail about when I was told to come home and that the fight was over
and the hospital scene. OK, well, I was called by Karen to "come home now and
pick up your wife" when she hung up. I knew that something was terribly wrong
at that point. I drove the few blocks home and entered my own house but to be
greeted by a topless and sweaty Karen. She looked very pumped up and saw her
stealy eyes that she won, I just knew it and felt sick to my stomach. I tried
to walk past her to the fighting room we had setup but she blocked my way and
stood in front of me. It was scary. Karen was sweating profusely, had blood on
her chest and hands and each muscle was accentuated. Her chest looked like it
was sticking out with muscles, her nipples were at least an inch out, her
shoulders and biceps her lean muscles were shockingly large for her and of
course she was majorily vascular. She held up her fists which looked gigantic
and I backed off 3 feet and she laughed and told me crawl up the stairs to my
wife and I dropped to the floor and did EXACTLY that. Anyone would, she looked
liked she could have tore my head off, she looked like she was on something.
It is hard for me to describe what Karen looked like in that hallway after
just beating my wife so terribly. The blood of course was all Carmen's, her
white teeth were surrounded by sweat dripping from her hair, there was
something about her chest with those B cups that must be all muscle breathing
hard but not that hard that looked like it was steel plated and her arms,
shoulders and biceps looked like they could kill me. I was so nervous not
knowing what happened to Carmen and could faintly hear her saying "help me
please" over and over again and I again tried to walk past her but she stood
her ground and it was like walking into a wall. Her fists went up again and I
cowered in fear seeing her and those fists looked well I can't find the words
I guess they looked like blocks or weapons. I went down to crawl like she told
me and I kissed her sneakers and looked up at her and crawled to see my wife.
Karen gave me permission that I did not have to go into detail about what
happened next as far as what my wife looked like, calling the ambulance, the
fellow police officers and so on.

Next thing Karen wants me to talk about is the hospital scene and I will do so
accordingly. Carmen was in terrible shape from her horrific beating. Worse
then just the fist fight which resulted in the broken bones mentioned by my
beautiful Carmen and the excessively long and scary knockout was the
"wrestling holds" Karen put her in for as long as she was in them. Just
horrific to watch and of course worse to be in. Simply back breaking holds
that may have caused permanent injury. To see my beautiful wife whose face was
swollen, bleeding and broken, literally broken being kept for multiple minutes
in these holds and seeing her tears drip down Karen's hands still keeps me up
at night. Hearing my wife scream in pain and eventually faint from the pain
and exhaustion and than see Karen deliver elbow blow after sharp elbow blow to
my wife's back I swear to Christ makes me nausea to this day to think about.
Disgusting and vindictive. Hearing my wife say "please help me" "please help
me" as she stayed motionless on her stomach when I was calling for an
ambulance will haunt me forever. Now here we are in the hospital and I am
watching the IV drip into her veins with pain medications and god knows what
else. We both were dozing on and off during the day and night as I had a knot
in my stomach watching the woman I adore lay there in pain from a beating
neither of us will forget. Suddenly at 12:30 AM I hear a clomping down the
hallway and a jingling when the door opens up like a damn nightmare-it is
Karen and her boyfriend! I am shaking my head NO as I type this- just
horrific. Talk about your worst nightmare. I jumped out of my chair and
Carmen's eyes opened up as wide as they could despite being closed almost shut
from constant jabs to her eyes. Karen is a tall woman to begin with but she
had to be wearing 3 inch heals so we were eye to eye. She wore a long peasant
dress thing and what amounts to a sportbra kind of thing with a million
bracelets on each arm, big hoop earings and a diamond Jewish star with
sunglasses that was hiding her left black eye which I was glad to see. She
stood at the door with that shit eating grin and demanded I "sit my butt down"
and I did of course. She stood there almost for Car and I to take stock of her
in that outfit and frankly we had no choice to do so. She did not look as
scary as the last time I saw her in my house of course. She looked well
athletic, lean muscles, defined, vascular and trim as always. She has a V
shaped physique that reflects decades of hard work and exercise. The sportsbra
thing but I am sure there is some other word for it fit tightly and covered
her smallish breasts and not much more. From the bottom of that sportsbra
thing down to her bellybutton was all muscles. Just from her breathing in and
out her muscles in her torso flexed and when she laughed or did anything else
muscles popped out of her body that are simply unbelievable I am sad to say. I
looked over at Car and she had tears in her swollen eyes which made me So sad
and sick, literally sick. She walked over to me and ordered me to get on all
4's and when I did she put sat down in the chair I was sleeping in and put her
feet on me like I was an ottoman. Again, sickening. She had her boyfriend
light her cigar and for the next 20 minutes or so she lectured my wife about
"life according to Karen". She told Car how great and wonderful she was, what
a great fighter she was and just non-stop how great she was. I stayed in that
stupid demeaning position and listened to her lecture and was getting so angry
picturing Carmen, beaten to a pulp, broken bones and all and on pain
medications listening to her and knowing I was being used as a foot stool as
she smoked a damn cigar in a HOSPITAL room. When she was finally done she
stood up and gave the cigar to her boyfriend and told him to dispose of it and
step outside and watch the door. I had no idea what was going to happen next.
Understand first that Karen is MAKING Car and I write this apology note and we
are doing it so we can end this nightmare and move forward. OK, so she stands
up over me and demands that I eat her out in front of my
wife!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She picked up her dress and positioned my head under
her, she was not wearing underwear and was clean shaven and I did what I HAD
TO DO. I had no choice understand. With her hand grabbing my hair and
directing me she had me eat her out until she came and her juices flowed over
my mouth, in my mouth and down my chin and chest. She kept my head there and
was calling me names and she continued to demand I get deeper. Eventually she
let go of my head and told me to clean her up which I did with a towel and
meantime she would not let me clean myself up. I was made to stand at
attention as she posed for my wife and shadow boxed for her and maybe me who
knows. One of the most unpleasant situations of my life. Carmen was told
multiple times to NOT take her eyes off Karen as I ate her out and I m sure
she didn't, very sure. Karen stood there breathing slightly harder then before
and swung the hospital curtain that separates the two beds from one another
and pushed me to the other side of the curtain. Again, because of the heels
she was wearing and almost being my height of 6'1'' it was just frightening to
be next to her. Because Carmen is a nurse she was given this 2 person room to
herself. So there we were, Karen and I and she was standing chest to chest
with me and I have to say it was intimidating as hell not knowing if she could
snap and hurt me or what. She stood there chest to chest and told me to put my
hands on her biceps as she posed. Smaller than Carmen's but the size of
baseballs and harder and she talked about her body in great detail and told me
exactly where to move my hands. I felt horribly guilty knowing Car was feet
away listening but I had NO choice. This went on for a while and being human I
had this gigantic erection, it was no help that Car and I have not slept
together for obvious reasons. Sorry Carmen that I have to write about this
part. I have to write all of this remember!! Karen unzips my jeans and grabs
my cock and as soon as she did I explode like I never have. My cum shot up 3
feet I swear as Karen jerked me with the whole time I had my hands around her
rock hard biceps, as she instructed, as she giggled and told me how she had
beaten my wife half to death. I wanted to turn away but she told me not to
move so I did not budge. It was fucked up. With one hand on my cock she moves
the curtain away so Carmen can see us and thank the Lord that my back was to
her. Karen took her cum filled hand and schemers it all over my face and hair.
I just pictured her fists at that point like bricks knowing what she did to
Carmen, a woman who so easily has beaten me so many times and I was paralyzed
with humiliation, fright and sympathy for wife who had to watch this whole
mess. I really do not want to write anymore ... ... .. I too apologize for
thinking my beautiful wife could beat the great Karen, I apologize to you
Karen for thinking such a thought and realize she never had a chance. I
apologize for not eating you out better, I apologize for thinking my wife was
stronger then you are. My humble apologies for thinking her body was better
then yours. Respectfully, Richard aka Richie

Oh boy. Mission accomplished that's for sure. It is me Karen. Well, I think we
are all done for now, lol. Carmen was beaten so severely for all the reasons
everyone knows already but for one more reason. The genius sends me a picture
of herself with a bikini top and jeans from some mall. Attached to this very
whore-like picture is a paragraph how strong she is and how she is going to
knock me out and get revenge from the first fight. After reading that dribble
her fate was sealed. I decided not only to beat her until she hurts with these
brick fists ( thanks Richie, lol) but I was going to break her back and neck
with various holds until she would beg, pass out from the pain and remember me
and this beating forever. Like I said mission accomplished. Shalom Karen