Celebrity Kickboxing Story/X-Rated for S & V By Frank Black WARNING: Do not read unless you are 18, Adult Oriented Material: X for sex and violence The Real Reason Women Fight Jennifer-Jason-Leigh, dressed in her black leather suit, replete with black lace vest, and nine inch stilletto heels, entered the ring, waving her top hat, her pale white brests riding high on the naked ribs beneath her vest: "Ladies and Broads, Tops and Bottoms, I am proud to announce as very special event top of the Card here at the War Goddess Club! By special arrangement one of our own homegirls, star of such films as The Golden Child, Dial Help, Vampire's Embrace and the Decoy, love asian actress and secret lesbian CHARLOTTE LEWIS has agreed to settle as bitter personal dispute with another actress, Jennifer Connelly here for our sensual pleasure. Jennifer Connelly, star of Carreer Opportunities, The Rocketeer, The Hot Spot, So Good, and Mulhulland Drive, ( and apparantly a heterosexual exclusively)", the all female audience laughed and booed this, "agreed to this free-style catfight, no rules, no bell.... ARE YOU READY?" The crowd roared. Only the two women who were going to enter the ring knew the female lead in the new Tom Cruise/Tom Hanks film, set to be directed by Steven Speilberg was the real prize... Or so Jennifer Connelly thought. What spectacle on Earth is a sensually overwhelming, as primal, as animal and unapologized for as two beautiful girls, fighting naked, to the finish ? Only a few minutes passed and as the small audience settled down, glasses refilled and cocaine sniffed. A click below and two doors opposite each other swung inward into narrow passages from which the two girls emerged on bare feet, entirely naked, but apparently oblivious to the deeply breathing women watching them from just above. Their eyes were wide open, finding and fastening on each others as soon as their pupils pinned to compensate for the brilliant overhead illumination. Their gazes locked together and arms outstretched like wrestlers, claws extended, feet planted about shoulder width apart, knees slightly bent. The doors shut and locked behind their backs. Both began to pant deeply, but audibly. Both the Exotic Euro Asian girl, Charlotte and the All- American Girl Next Door, Jennifer Connelly , took three steps towards their rival, then paused....the silence was electric! Jennifer's breasts swung back and forth from her rib-cage like creamy melons, her pink nipples fully erect on the fifty cent piece sized rosettes as she leaned further forward, as if feeling the air for the mixed-blood Vietnamese girl's field of animal magnetism. Charlotte's bosoms trembled with each hammering of her heart in her chest, her silky soft mounds capped with equally stiff brown bullets. Where Jennifer's pubic hair was a wet lush jungle between her legs, Charlotte had a shaved vulva, and her labia were open and glistening, moist in the bright light. It was as if an American College Homecoming Beauty Queen and some Oriental Princess were chosen from a fabulous Harem by some lust driven King to fight naked and to the finish to be the Queen of all his Kingdom! Slowly they began to circle each other clockwise, legs crossing over each other, never losing their total concentration on the other nude young woman. It was a spiral dance inward that gradually brought the two fighters closer and closer to one another. When they were but a body length apart, Charlotte yelled "HA!" and lashed out with her right foot at Jennifer's exposed womanhood, but connected only to empty air as Jennifer pounced backwards with an animal cry of her own. Both women froze momentarily, as the sudden release of pent up adrenalin sent a transforming shock wave through their respective systems. This rush of animal hormone transformed their nervous systems into a state like that of one Bitch Tyrannosaurus Rex at the very pinnacle of a death fight with another in some prehistoric desert ravine. The two naked girls literally hurtled together as if blasted from facing cannons, screaming like a she-panther and tigress exploding together in a jungle clearing! Fists rained on faces contorted with unimaginable fury as Jennifer and Charlotte staggered around each other. With no thought of self-preservation they exchanged broadsides of cruel punches, like two buxom-sailed pirate ships, locked in fiery battle on the high sea. Jennifer launched a series of hammering haymakers to Charlotte's head, slamming it back and forth, again and again, causing the Asian girl's waist length jet hair to lash back and forth like a score of bullwhips. Charlotte in turn, eyes rolling like a lunatic, waded forward, targeting Jennifer's plump bosoms, her white knuckles slamming into the white girl's mammeries like they were punching bags, angry fists falling like cannon balls through flesh to the ribs beneath. Then Jennifer grabbed a handful of Charlotte's black hair, and pulled back her right fist for a hook to the oriental banshee's jaw worthy of a heavy-weight contender.... Both fighting female's bodies shook from the force of the blow that knocked Charlotte back on her ass, and bowling her backward so her legs flew up in the air. Jennifer's field-goal kick connected so hard as the top of her right foot slammed into Charlotte's shaved crotch, that Charlotte slid backward on the steel floor, lubricated by her already sweat drenched skin! Howling, she rolled sideways to her left, to scramble to her knees, but this exposed her back to the white girl, who immediately straddled her back and wrapping her arms around the asian girl's head, wrenched it violently clockwise to snap her neck and end the girlfight right there. But, lightening fast, Charlotte grabbed Jennifer's arms and stopped the twist from snapping her spine at the base of her skull. Shooting up to her knees and then curling forward so her head hit the floor, Charlotte pitched the frustrated American beauty completely over her head so she landed with a floor shaking slam on her back. Yet Jennifer had learned from her mortal enemy's error, and rolled onto her stomach facing the center of the fight pit, snapping to a crouch from which she was able to block the now standing asian girl's stomping kicks to her vulnerable skull by crossing her arms, then grabbing a kick from her enemy's left foot, she hoisted the ankle upwards as she lurched to her feet, dumping Charlotte backward. But Jennifer lost hold as she got balance and the other girl danced backward so they faced each other again, gasping, sweat streaming down their shiney torsos. They stopped circling and began approaching each other, warily, eyes locked, unblinking. When they were about five feet apart, Charlotte lashed out with a wheel kick that sliced right through the air where Jennifer's cat face had been before. Jennifer had suddenly snapped downward, and from a crouch, spinning 360 degrees with a leg sweep intended to hammer Charlotte's ankles out from under her... ...But Charlotte's legs retracted like a lightening flash and bounced her back out of range. Both women were 100% engaged, totally aware of each other, now they had taken first measure of one another. Jennifer began bouncing softly on the balls of her feet, dancing toward the Oriental Goddess... her fists in front of her face. Weaving gracefully, the Asian actress raised her fists and closed with the Anglo girl. A flurry of savage punches were exchanged, hooks and jabs aimed at the face. Their heads rocked back on their necks and snapped forward again as if on spring-coils. Grimacing, they stood their ground, teeth bared as the blood now flowing freely from their nostrils joined the blood streaming out of their gums and teeth from the corners of their red lips, to bathe their heaving breasts with wet red shellac. An upper cut pierced Charlotte's defenses and rocked her back on her heels, allowing Jennifer to batter the Oriental girls breast melons like they were punching bags, her own fat white boobs shuddering with the effort. Charlotte cried out from the stabbing pain to her mammeries, and hammered down with both forearms, knocking Jennifer's fists away from her vulnerable chest, and stepping back, kicked Jennifer right between the breasts with her right foot, karate style. The Anglo girl tried to leap backward, but the kick knocked her backward onto her butt. Instantly she leapt onto her feet and closed with the taller girl, exchanging brutal punches and head kicks as if unable to feel pain. Charlotte grabbed Jennifer's wrists and smashed her head into Jennifer's face, crushing the white girl's aquiline nose into pulp. Desperate, Jennifer twirled Charlotte around, and kicked her hard as she was able in the right kidney. As Jennifer staggered backward Charlotte staggered forward, screaming, fists pressed to the small of her back, arched backward, bosoms pointed upward into the darkness, at the edge of the light she turned to face the center of the ring, only to see Jennifer, face contorted with rage, hurtle through the air at her chest. Jennifer hit Charlotte square in the chest with her knees, knocking Charlotte backwards into the darkness before, momentum stopped by the other woman's body, she dropped to the floor. Panting Jennifer scooted backward to the center of the ring and got shakily to her feet. Jennifer-Jason-Leigh, still dressed in her black leather siut, replete with black lace vest, and nine inch stilletto heels, entered the ring, waving her top hat, and raised Jennifer Connelly's right arm up in the air; "Ladies and Broads, Tops and Bottoms, I am proud to announce the WINNER of tonight's opening card is JENNIFER CONNELLY !" Applause swept over the panting actress like a tidal wave. She had broken the chains of all her fears, inhibitions and conceptual limits. Her sexual and existential Beings were fused into One Goddess, without apology or equal. Jennifer reigned that very moment as an AMAZON QUEEN! 02/22/96