The League, Chapter 1
by M. Webb
The Job Interview; Morgana is 6'6", 200 pounds

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When I walked into the gym I didn't really know what to expect. I just
knew that I'd received a message in the mail promising me a $1000
in the mail if I'd help somebody work out.

It sounded a little weird to me. I'm not a personal trainer. I used
to be a ranger at Yellow stone till cutbacks cost me my job. I am
quite an athlete in my own estimation. I'd won my weight in the
Golden Gloves, and tried my hand in a lot of different sports. 

Even if I had been a good trainer they could have gotten me for a lot
less then a $1000. But I needed the money, so I went to the address
duffel bag in hand, not really knowing what was going to be expected 
of me.

I'd actually been to the building once before when it was a gym owned
by some ex-prize-fighter, but they'd taken his sign down so he must have
sold the place. I stopped at the door and wondered if I should knock
when I heard the entrance being unlocked.

The woman who opened the door was dressed in a black shirt and black
shorts. She was blonde and very slim, and even svelte looking. I could
tell from the angle of her shoulders she was in terrific shape. She
motioned me in and said, "Tom Payne?"

I just shook my head yes.

"I am Magda." She turned and walked in. The lights were on, and I saw the
most incredible woman I had ever seen in my life.

She must have stood at 6'6" tall, and I'm guessing she weighed around
200 pounds. Her muscles were long and sleek. She stood in the ring
shadow boxing, including several dazzling crescent kicks in her routine.
There was a sheen of sweat over her glorious body. As fit and trim as
she was her breasts were large and firm, probably triple D at least.
She was dressed in a two piece bikini that didn't leave much to
the imagination. If Magda were fit and svelte, then this woman was
cut from stone.

Magda spoke again. "This is Miss Morgana Steel. She requires a sparring
partner."

I looked at Magda, then back at the incredible woman in the ring. As
huge and athletic as she was, I wasn't worried about hurting her. But
this seemed very odd to me.

"There are some additional terms you may wish to know of. This is also
a job interview. If you just manage to last in the ring with Morgana
for three different contests of strength, you will be eligible for a very
high paying job. And even if you don't choose to accept, you will be
given a bonus of $4000 for your time."

My mouth dropped open. That dazzling women stopped her kata and walked
to the ropes and looked down at me. She spoke directly to me. Her voice
was very deep, but still very feminine. "Any questions?"

"What kind of terms are we talking about here?"

"You will face me in a wrestling match, a boxing match, and a kick boxing
match. Clean hits only, no shots to the erogenous zones or hair pulling.
All other holds are legal in wrestling. Standard rules for the boxing
and kick boxing match.  The contest will be decided by three out of
five falls, pin falls, or submissions. Both the kick boxing and boxing
match will go five rounds of 2 minutes. My assistant Magda will referee, 
and also be your corner person."

I couldn't believe all that money. My money was dry just thinking of it.
But I was also wondering what it would be like to roll around in the
ring with that goddess. She was the most amazing physical specimen I
had ever seen.

"I accept."

She smiled, and it was the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen. "Excellent.
Magda, show him to the locker-room."

-----

I wasn't exactly scared, but I hadn't been this nervous since my first
boxing match. I'd never been in a situation exactly like this. I came out
in black trunks and light boots and walked up to the ring. Magda helped
me get into the ring, while Morgana waited for me hands on her hips.

I got into the ring and looked around expectantly. Magda called, "Are you
both ready?" I nodded. Morgana didn't even say anything she just stared
into my eyes. I heard Magda strike a bell, and Morgana slid into a catlike
crouch and advanced towards me. I noticed that she was barefoot.

I got my hands in front of me and tried to anticipate her next move. She
moved forward and grabbed each of my hands, slamming her bare foot into
my stomach, and falling flat onto her back and monkey flipping me across
the ring. I grunted as I bounced off the ropes. Somehow she was up
as I flew across the ring and she back flipped me up about six feet into
the air. I landed very hard. I managed to get to my feet. She stood
there regarding me coolly.

I moved forward and grabbed her hand, hiptossing her over my shoulder.
She landed on her feet and straightened up, then reached behind her clasping
my neck and pulling my head over her shoulder. Then she dropped to the mat,
executing a neck breaker that caused my head to snap back.

I lay on the mat in stunned disbelief trying to get my senses. I felt her
pull me up between her legs. She straightened them into a standing
head scissors. I cried out as the power surged through her steely legs,
then tried to insert my hands and weaken the hold, but it had no effect.
I slapped the sides of her legs, praying Magda would see it. I could just
make her out saying "First submission, 42 seconds." She released her hold
and I flopped down to the mat.

Morgana stood over me, and put her bare foot on my throat. She looked down
at me imperiously. Magda got into the ring and started to drag me away,
and she lifted her foot and went back to her corner.

Magda started to massage me. She whispered in my ear. "You have one minute
to recover for your next fall. You need to take her very seriously."

"Good god, your not kidding. She really knows how to wrestle. And she is
so strong, so fast..." I shook my head. I wasn't going to be in a proper
attitude if I started worshiping her as a goddess.

I heard Magda chuckle. "Thank you. I am her personal trainer, have been
since she was 14. Now I promised to act as your corner woman, so here is
what you need to do. Keep away for as long as you can to recover, then
try to trip her up and get a quick pin. She has never submitted in her
life."

I nodded. I heard the bell ring. Magda stood up and said "Next fall."

Morgana stood up and walked forward. I got to my feet and this time I
was watching her every move. I circled around, but this time it looked
as though she was waiting for me to make the first try. That was
fine with me. I was going to show her I was no push over.

I moved forward and dropped down, grabbing her leg and pulling up. For one
incredible moment it felt as though I wasn't going to budge her, but then
i pulled her up. She hopped a couple times on one foot while I pushed
forward till her back was on the ropes, then she got me in an underarm
headlock. She slammed her forearm into my back, then pushed me back.

I staggered backwards stunned. Before she moved, I lowered my head a little
forward and slammed my shoulder as hard as I could into her abs. I got
a grunt out of her for the first time in the match. I repeated the shoulder
block again, and again. I stopped and looked up at her and she was smiling
at me, still laying across the ropes.  She sensuously moved her arms behind
her head, each hand clasped behind her neck, and she undulated her
incredible ab muscles.

"Want to try again, Mr. Payne?"

I took a step back, mesmerized by the show she was putting on, and not
certain what to try next.

"Don't just stand there, make your move!" Magda yelled into the ring.

I moved forward and I grabbed her in a headlock, and I hiptossed her over
my shoulder to the mat. Before she got up, I grabbed her in a full nelson
and went to one knee, pulling her back into my knee.

"That's it, work her."

A low growling noise came from deep in Morganas throat. I powered the hold
desperately. I saw her place both feet flat on the mat, and then push up
with those mighty legs. Her hole body seemed to flex upwards into a bridge,
then suddenly her feet left the mat. She dropped down, slipping out of the
full nelson and grabbing my head and pulling it onto her left shoulder.

As she hit the mat, she stungunned me. I felt a stab of agony as I fell.
She rolled over and got to her feet while I was still trying to gather
myself. 

Magda whistled. "Nice counter."

Morgana jumped forward and her body dropped onto mine. She straddled me with
her legs while she pinned each of my wrists to the mat with her hands, then
wrapped her legs around mine. She moved forward and my face was surrounded
with her breasts. Then I gasped as her legs locked into place in a grapevine
hold.

It was the first time I'd ever been subjected to the fiendish hold. She had
wrapped each leg around mine and was pulling my legs apart. Meanwhile her
breasts were around me. They felt so sensual, but she was pulling me apart.
I opened my mouth but her breasts were smothering my voice. I started to
panic as I realized nobody could hear my submission. Suddenly she leaned
back and I screamed in pain. By getting into a sitting position while she
grapevined me she had drawn my legs even further apart.

"Something you want to say to me Mr. Payne?"

"YES! I GIVE! Please..."

She released the hold, while Magda got into the ring. Magda gave her a funny
look as Morgana got up and went to her corner.

Magda pulled me back cornerside, I couldn't walk yet. She started to massage
the kinks out of my calves while she talked to me.

"She's really working you over."

"This is ridiculous, I can't stop this amazon."

"If you want you can give up right now, take the thousand and go."

I hadn't even thought of it. "I could?"

"Of course. It's up to you."

Something in me just wouldn't let me give up the four thousand, this
mysterious job, not like that.

"No..."

"Whatever you say."

She got behind me and started massaging my neck. She used a lot of force but
she hit all the right points. I opened my eyes and looked across the ring,
and felt the apprehension sinking back in as I saw Morgana looking at me.
There was a light sheen of sweat on her lovely body, but that was all. She
looked completely prepared for the next fall, and she was smiling slightly.
I must be crazy, I thought to myself. 

The bell rang and I rose to my feet and moved straight forward. We moved
together and clasped hands and I tried to back her up. Our arms moved out to 
the sides and our bodies clasped together. My head came up to her body just
barely above her cleavage, and I could feel her erect nipples through her
top, brushing against my body. For a moment we stayed frozen in the center
of the ring. Then I fell back a step, then another, and she walked right
back into the ropes. As my back hit the ropes, she slipped forward and
wrapped her arms around my head, hugging me in between her breasts. I
bearhugged her around her waist while she crushed me to her.

I couldn't breathe at all, but her breasts felt so good. Suddenly I
could breathe again. I lay there panting on the ropes, and opened my
eyes in time to see her grab my hand and hurl me across the ring. I hit the
ropes and for a crazy moment I thought I was going to go over the top rope
and break my neck. The ropes bent back about a foot before snapping back
and sending me across the ring. She charged forward with a clothesline,
I felt myself do a 360 in midair and then I hit the mat.

I slowly got to my knees. Then her foot came down in my back and I was
back facefirst into the mat again. She grabbed my hands and pulled up
while she pushed down with her foot, tearing me apart with her surfboard.
I lay there while she worked my back, trying not to scream in pain.
I saw Magda out of the corner of my eye, she had gotten into the ring
and was down low looking at me.

"I give" I managed to gasp out. 

She heard me. "He submitted, it's over."

She released my hands and my arms fell to the mat. For a minute I couldn't
even make them move an inch. Magda and Morgana picked me up and carried
me out of the ring. 

Magda said, "You okay honey? Don't worry, we're taking you to the locker
room."

She laid me down on a table, and started to rub me down. It hurt feeling
my muscles getting rubbed down again, but I could feel myself coming
back to life. "She was really merciless. Do you want to go on with
the boxing match?"

I looked up in surprise. "I thought I'd failed..."

"Nobody said anything about winning silly. You just need to make it through
all three matches."

I thought about it. Boxing was more my sport, and all I have to do is last?
And maybe I'd have a chance to teach this amazon a lesson.

"I've come this far, I'll go all the way."

"Good. Now lay there and let me get you ready. You've got ten minutes."

I tried to relax while I listened to her hands make thudding noises on
my back.

-----

Magda helped me lace up my gloves then led me back to the ring. Morgana
was working the speed bag. If she was doing it to intimidate me she was
doing a good job. She had speed and precision, and she knew how to hit.
Any hope I'd had that she wasn't a skilled boxer just ended.

Magda helped me get into the ring, then followed me in and took me to
the center of the ring. Morgana made her way to the ring, jumped up to
the side, and then simply stepped over the top rope effortlessly and
walked forward. She moved up to about two feet away, and I tried not
to stare at her chest, but when I looked into her eyes I couldn't help
but feel that intimidation sinking in again.

Magda spoke up. "Ok, you both know the rules. No low blows, no cheap
shots, and no hits after I call a break. Go to your corners and come
out fighting."

Morgana stepped forward before I moved back and said, "I hope you aren't
taking this personally."

I started to stammer, "No, it's ok..."

"Good." She stepped forward and moved her gloved hands around my shoulders,
and kissed me on the cheek. Then she turned around and walked back to her
corner.

Trying to control my breathing I went to my corner. Then Magda signalled
us to come out and started the timer.

We circled for a few seconds. I fired a jab at her which she blocked. She
tried to move in close and I started firing away with my jab and dancing
away. I kept moving back. She started to try and drive me into a corner
but I danced away.

I finally lunged in and caught her with a hook to her stomach. She grunted
and doubled over a little, and I moved in I hit her with an uppercut that
made my hand sore. Her head snapped back and I followed up with a series
of blows to her stomach. I knocked her back step for step til she was
against the ropes. Just as Magda got ready to separate us, she came around
with a big right hook that snapped my head and my whole body around. I
staggered and fell.

Magda moved Morgana back to her corner, and started to count. I got to my
feet on the three. "Take more of the ten count then that!" She whispered.
I looked at her surprised. But it was too late I was already up. She moved
back and signalled us for to come together.

I cursed myself under my breath. She was right, I could have used some more
time. I waited for Morgana to get in close again, keeping my guard up.
This time she nearly caught me with a hard right. I ducked and backpedaled.
I tried to jab, but I couldn't even connect. She must have had five inches
of reach on me. 

I blocked and blocked while she measured me. Suddenly she dropped her
gaured and fired her left straight into my guard. My hand was slammed
into my body. Then a right came, then a left. I was blocking them but
she was hammering my body. I couldn't raise my hands or she'd destroy
me. Left, right, left, right... she drove me into the corner. I saw
her look to the side for a second at the timer. Then she grinned
evilly, stepped forward and hammered my chin with an uppercut.

I woke up on the mat. Magda was stearing at me. "You were saved by the
bell. Get up, you've got thirty seconds of your rest period left."

She had to help me to my corner. Morgana was standing in her corner
shadowboxing. She looked very pumped up. 

"Oh god, that was a lousy first round."

"I thought it was fantastic." Magda grinned at me. "You showed a lot
of guts staying with her like that."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. But take every opportunity you can to rest, and stay away
from her."

The bell rang. I got to my feet and Morgana came out again. She was like
some kind of a tireless machine. This time I started slipping the punches.
She followed me around the ring while I tried to outdance her. I was
never able to keep myself safe, even when I just tried to duck and block.
She had too much reach, and she was just as fast on her feet as I was.

About a minute into the round, she feinted a big right hook. I ducked down
and slammed my right into the side of her stomach. She buckled a little.
I went forward for an uppercut-- and she hooked my gut with both hands.
She hit me six times in succession, and I fell down gasping.

Magda moved up and started to count. I could have gotten up on the four,
I was just winded. But I waited til the 8 this time, then got up. "You
faked me out."

She smiled for a moment, and flexed her abs again. I should have known
better. I hadn't laid a glove on her in two minutes before that hit, I
should have known her abs could absorb one good punch with no trouble.

She sounded me out kind of slowly, and I ducked and weaved again. The
bell sounded and this time I made my own way to the corner. Magda was
there again and she started checking my gut.

"Who is this woman? God... I was champ in my weight class in Golden
Gloves."

"She's quite possibly the greatest athlete in the world. Suck in your
gut."

I was in no position to argue. The bell sounded and Morgana came out
as tirelessly as ever. I kept up the duck and move routine. Morgana
started to get frustrated. I could tell, because she started firing
punch after punch. She ran me ragged around the ring, but I was
happy, because she was punching herself out. Nobody can keep that up
forever... finally the bell sounded without her ever getting a good
hit, but I was breathing a little hard myself.

I sat down. Magda started up her massage again. "Letting her punch
herself out?" I nodded. "Good thinking, but don't underestimate her
staying power."

I nodded without saying anything. She'd been a great corner person
so far, but she was Morgana's employee after all. There was no way
I was going to talk to her about my strategy.

The bell rang for the fourth round. Morgana moved out, cleared the
ring in a few big strides and nearly caught me with a big swing
that I ducked under. I fired a jab into her side and slipped away.
For about thirty seconds I avoided her some more. Her blows started
coming a little slower. She hesitated on her next big swing, and I
stepped under it and drilled her with a hook to the stomach for all
I was worth. I followed it up with a combination to her face. Normally
I couldn't have handled hitting that lovely face, but I was at the
peak of my form, there was no holding back.

I went back to her stomach with my left, then an uppercut to the head.
She fell back a step. As I moved forward for another combination, she
blocked my arm with her left, and sent a jab straight into my face.

I staggered back, and this time it was her combination that slammed into my
face. My head snapped to the left from her right, to the right as she caught
me with her other. Suddenly she moved forward and clinched me around the
waist. Her breasts were smothering me out. She ground away at my sides with
her arms. I heard Magda say something and she released me and I fell to the
mat.

I lay there groaning, feeling just about as defeated as I ever felt. I heard
Magda start to count. She made it to the five, and I slowly started to get
to my feet, mostly out of habit. I made it up about on the nine. Morgana 
moved forward and jabbed at me. I managed to block it clumsily. Then the
bell sounded.

I staggered back to the corner. Magda started taking care of me again.
"Oh god, she just took everything. It's like she's the terminator or
something."

Magda giggled. "I wouldn't say that. You definitely got her attention. If
you just kept nailing her with those combinations you'd eventually knock
her down."

"Eventually? Those were my best hits. And It took me forever just to get
past that reach of hers."

"Thats true. But you just have two minutes more."

I sat there in silence til the bell rang. Then I rose back to my feet.
Morgana got up and grinned at me. It almost looked friendly, but I still
wanted to run from the ring. I was so tired, it almost seemed as if there
was something hypnotic about the way she circled her gloves in front of
me.

She kept me at distance with her long arms, I couldn't even get close
enough to swing on her. I took a chance and moved in and through a right
hook, and she ducked under it.

I couldn't believe it. This tall amazon went under my punch... she kept
grinning at me. I went after her alternating from one hand to the other.
She slipped each and every punch. For thirty seconds I chased her around
the ring, and the smile never left her face.

Then I through a huge right hook. She ducked under it, and brought her
right practically up from the floor into my abdomen. I gave a sputtering
noise as the breath left my body and I bent over all the way. Before I
could fall she caught me with her gloved hands and held me up. I wanted
to just hold my side but she pulled me up. I just barely saw her right
out of the corner of my eyes before the world exploded.

I was laying on the ground breathing hard and I could hear Magda yelling
at Morgana. "This is a professional rules boxing match, not a brawl. You
never hold up a foe who's down! You could have given him brain damage."

"Oh come on Magda, I know my own strength, and I know how to avoid that."

"Quiet! You know the rules." She turned around and pulled up my limp arm.
"Congratulations you win by default."

I managed to groan a little. Morgana giggled. "Congratulations champ. Your
the first man to ever beat me."

They once again hauled me up and carried me to the locker
room. When we got there they laid me back over the examination table.
Magda started to examine the side of my head, but Morgana stopped her.
"Go outside for just a moment." Magda gave her a questioning look, but
then went.

She lowered her head. Even after the beating she'd given me her nearness
was intoxicating, and I was looking right down her cleavage.

"In case you are thinking of quitting... don't. You'd never forgive
yourself. She bent down and her lips left mine. I felt her hands go
under my neck, and my lips parted... and her tongue invaded my mouth.
It was the most erotic kiss I had ever had.

She walked out. Magda was back inside a minute later. She
started taking care of me once again. She was very good at it.

"Morgana has informed me she will pay you the $5000 if you elect to quit
now. Do you wish to continue? I have to warn you, she is an incredible
kickboxer."

I could just imagine. Those long, powerful legs would have incredible
power and I'd already found out about her hand speed.

"I want to continue."

She looked stunned. She took care of me in silence. She took the gloves off.
After giving me a full twenty minutes to rest, she helped me put on some
very light gloves, and protective headgear. Then she led me back out 
ringside.

Morgana was in the ring this time. She was moving through a kata in the
ring, one kick flowing smoothly into another. She turned and looked at
me, then kicked her leg straight up into the air, her foot high over
her shoulder. She dropped her foot and then dropped into a splitz.

I tried not to shake with anticipation as I got into the ring. Magda walked
into the center of the ring with us once again.

Magda said, "Keep it clean guys. And Morgana, try to remember not to
break any bones?"

I didn't need to hear that. She stepped well back I noticed. Morgana moved
smoothly into a karata stance, and advanced. She looked very intense.
I circled to the side slightly. She immediately moved forward with a front
kick. I blocked with both my gloves and my body was slammed backwards. The
air rushed from my body, and I fell on my butt.

I got up on the three cursing myself, and looking at the muscles in
Morgana's legs. Her smile was widening. I got into guard position and
she advanced on me again. She started to feint with her right foot
and I leapt to the side, and she laughed.

She gave a kiai-yell and lashed out with her right hand. I moved to the
left and she missed by inches. I jabbed at her and she knocked my arms
to the side, then she spun around and almost caught me with an elbow
but I ducked low. Then her leg came around in a reverse thrust kick and
made me bend double.

I staggered back into the ropes trying to keep my guard up. She continued
to spin around and I saw the next reverse thrust kick coming, this one
for my face right over my guard. The bell rung-- and she stopped the kick
inches from my face. She stayed in that position for several seconds,
then laughed and walked back to her corner.

I managed to get to my stool under my own power. "Any words of advice?"

"Sure. Don't back away. Her kicks work best at long range."

"Easier said than done."

"Yeah. And she already kicked your ass in a straight boxing match." I
looked at her for a second. 

"Thanks for the moral support."

"No problem. This was never about you winning, it was about seeing if you
could go the distance. Good luck Tom."

The bell rang and I got up. This time she started executing spinning
roundhouse kicks in the air. She whirled across the ring, kick after kick.
I took a step forward to try and launch my own attack and her foot passed
an inch from my face. I backed up until my back hit the corner. She 
finally slowed, landed on her left foot and kicked up with her right.
My head bounced off the buckle and I stepped forward, while she did
a knee strike into my sore stomach. I flopped backwards and fell onto the
ropes. Magda got between us.

After Morgana stepped back, she dragged me off the ropes so I fell to the
ropes. I grunted, "thanks." She ignored me and started to count. I made it
up on the five. I focused on her feet as I rose, and she walked up and
slapped me right across the face with her right.

Her hands blurred. In these lighter protective gloves her speed wasn't
just good it was phenomenal. She caught me twice more before I got my
guard high, then she sent her fist into my stomach again. The bell rang,
and I limped back to the corner.

She had cut my face with one of her hits and Magda took care of them as
best she could. I usually like resting between rounds, but the suspense
was killing me.

The next round she came out slow and steady with no more showing off.
I just wanted to finish the match. I tried to block her punches and
evade her kicks, but some of them got through. I always ended up on
the ropes. Somehow I got through the third round without getting knocked
off my feet. I was in  a daze the whole next rest period.

When I got to my feet for the fourth round. She walked forward but moved
her arms behind her. I began to think she was going to try and humiliate
me by coming at me just with her feet, both arms behind her back. Then
she undid the strap and she breathed out, and her top fell to the mat.
Then she made a "come on" motion with her right hand.

Her breasts were huge... and firm. I just stood there soaking in her
sight. I'd been undressing her all night with my mind but I still didn't
want to stop taking a look. She sauntered forward and pivoted on her
left, turning around and catching me with the heel of her foot. 

I blacked out for a moment, and I felt a weight on my face. I opened my eyes
and I was looking up at her toes.

I could just make out Magda's voice. "I can't count til you get out of the
way..."

"Ok, don't count. Kiss my foot Tom, and I'll give you a little more time
to recover."

"Morgana this is ridiculous..."

I kissed her foot. I sucked, I worshipped. I tried not to hyperventilate.

"Submit Tom..."

"I give."

"Magda, give us a little privacy."

I heard Magda laugh and leave the ring. Morgana removed her foot and stood
over me, then dropped into a splitz over me, til her hips rested on my
stomach. I cringed in pain, and she moved forward slightly.

"I'm sorry did I hurt your stomach?"

"About twenty times..."

She laughed. "I meant just now, silly." She rocked forward and her huge
breasts enveloped me. I gave a little start.

"And now it's time for the champ to have her reward." She reached down,
and I felt my trunks get ripped apart. She slid on top of me and
started to ride me, faster and faster.

Her hip muscles were as strong as every other part of her. I groaned
as she asserted herself around me. Then the pelvic thrusts began.

I lost myself in her again and again. I'd never hit climax five times
in one night before, but she was relentless and inspiring. At the
end I lay there almost unconscious again. She kissed me, then
got up and left the ring.

-----

I don't know how I got there but I woke up in a bed. I ached all over,
but I managed to get to a sitting position. I was in a room that was
nicely furnished, but there wasn't much in the way of decoration. I
found a bathrobe and went outside.

The two of them were sitting in at a table. I was standing in a fully
stocked kitchen. They looked up and smiled. Morgana said, "I was starting
to get worried. Care to join us for some lunch."

I blinked to clear my eyes and looked at the clock. It was 12:30pm.

"Uh, sure."

I found a seat and Magda poured me some coffee.
Morgana was dressed in a white shirt and black slacks. She looked
relaxed but there was nothing in her demeanor to suggest she even
remembered what she did to me after the match.

"Well Mr. Payne, would you like to talk business now?"

"Yes I would. What exactly is this job?"

"I am starting a new league devoted to combat between the sexes. It's
my belief that modern fighting women are capable of beating men
consistently. Unfortunately, women don't really have a chance to do
that, so I'm giving them a place where they can prove themselves.
However, I only want the best in my league, so I'm making a test for
women who want to participate in the league. In order to get in, they
will have to defeat... you."

It took me a second to take this in.

"If you accept the job, there are quite a few benefits. You will travel
to meet these women, and your living arrangements and eating requirements
will be taken care of. You will have unlimited access to our gyms, and
as a matter of fact as a condition of the jub you'll be expected to
work out every day. We need to keep you in good shape. You will also
have complete medical coverage and my own personal physician will take
care of you if it becomes necessary."

"What about pay?"

"You'll be given $100 a month to live on as a minimum, and I'll give you a
$1000 bonus for every woman you defeat. I think it's necessary to give
you some encouragement to do your best."

I felt vaguely uncomfortable. I didn't really know what I was getting
into, but this was the most incredible job I'd ever heard of. On
the other hand it was kind of humiliating.

"Listen, this is ridiculous. I think if you'd really wanted to you
could killed me."

"Yes, I could have. But the test was to see if you could last with me
while I wasn't trying to injure you, and you did."

Magda spoke up. "Look at it this way. You were the sixth man to face
her in these conditions."

"How did they do?"

"Badly. Three of them didn't make it through the wrestling match, and
one didn't even start. He took one look at Morgana and said he didn't
want to get in the ring with her."

I laughed.

Magda continued. "You did well. And to be honest, the women you were
facing is possibly the best athlete in the world. She's been in training
almost since she was born."

Morgana looked me over. "And if you feel you are up for it, if you take
this job, you will have the option as serving as one of my sparring
partners." She smiled at me.

My will turned to jello. "I'm in."

Magda spoke again. "You will have to sign some contracts. You can quit
whenever you want and end the arrangement, but you won't be able to
hold us legally liable for any injuries you suffer. You have full
medical coverage but you won't be able to sue us if you are injured."

"That sounds fair."

Morgana stood up. "Good. Magda will get the papers, and you can move
any stuff you have left in here later. You'll be staying here til you
meet your first opponenet." She reached out her hand, and I shook it.
Then she got up and left.

Magda put her dirty dishes in the sink while Morgana walked out of the
room. Before she left, I stood up.

"Magda, could I ask you a question?"

She turned and looked at me. "Of course."

"You know what she--- what she did after the match?"

She smiled at my embarassment. "Yes."

"Does she do that with all the guys she fights. Or just the ones she 
defeats?"

"First of all, no man has ever beaten Morgana, accept maybe you if
you count the disqualification." She actually looked annoyed. I started
to apologize but she went on.

"Second of all, no, not all. But she does very frequently, if she wants
to."

"I'm sorry if it was a personal question. I just had to know. She didn't
seem to feel very sentimental this morning."

"She does like you a great deal Mr. Payne. I can tell. But you need
to understand something right now."

I raised my eyes and looked at her expectantly.

"No one man could possibly keep her satisfied."

I didn't like the sound of it, but it kind of made sense. She was so
incredibly healthy I guess that carried over to every part of her.

"On the other hand, you have no right to complain. Many of the women
you face may choose to have you as well, and maybe those you defeat
will be interested in you to."

I hadn't even thought of that, I'd been thinking about Morgana
completely.

"Go ahead and take a shower. I'll give you a rubdown before you eat,
you must need one."

Magda turned around and left the room.