QUICKIE
BY RANDI FITZ

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS EXTREME VIOLENCE.  NOT TO BE READ BY ANYONE UNDER 
THE AGE OF 18.  READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED.



	The parking lot was dark and desolate.  It was hot and humid this late 
summer night.  Sally pulled her little Honda Civic into a slotted space.  A 
pretty young thing, with long blonde hair and deep blue eyes, she turned off 
the engine and got out.  Wearing a pair of black shorts, high heels and a 
light colored T-shirt, she was tired and just wanted to get to bed.

	As she began walking away from the car toward her apartment, a huge 
hulking figure appeared stealthily behind her.  Donna, wearing denim shorts, 
white socks, sneakers, a black tank top and black leather gloves, had crept 
quickly and silently toward her.  Sally never knew she was there until Donna 
tapped her in the shoulder.

	Startled, Sally whipped around and was met by Donna's right fist 
directly into her nose.  Her dainty nose was instantly broken.  Sally dropped 
her keys and pocketbook and crumbled to the ground in shocking pain.  She 
began moaning and groaning as blood oozed from her shattered nose and her eyes 
filled with water.

	Donna easily lifted Sally to her feet and forced her back toward her 
car.  She pushed her against the driver side door.  Her 6'2" 225 pound 
muscular frame easily dwarfed Sally's mere 5'6" 115 pound's.  "Please, what 
ever I did, I'm sorry, I'll stop" Sally pleaded as Donna held her in place.  
"Sorry, it's not me, I'm just paid to do the work" Donna stated matter-a-
factly.  With that, she slugged Sally in the gut with a hard right.  Sally 
keeled over in breathless agony as Donna slammed her in the chin with a 
powerful jolt of her bare right knee.

	Donna straightened Sally up against the car.  Then she pummeled her in 
the face with a fast, powerful series of perfect rights and lefts.  Sally saw 
stars as Donna's fists landed directly into her pretty blue eyes, soon to be 
blackened and swollen.  She followed with blows to her cheek bones, then 
around her mouth and jaw.  Finally, after a dozen or so magnificent punches, 
Donna let Sally fall to the ground again.  She lied there moaning and groaning 
in semi-conscious agony.

	Donna squat down and sat Sally up against the side of the car.  Sally's 
face was covered with blood.  "Don't let this happen again" Donna warned 
sternly.  Then she got up, took a step back, and gave Sally a powerful kick in 
the chin.  She left as quickly and quietly and she came.