A Night In The Dark
By Soxs


They sat bewildered and annoyed. The two women who had been Mrs. 
Dilworths at seperate times of the multimillionare's life stared across 
the long table at each other. If looks could kill. Both were attractive 
and in their early forties. Each had grown accustomed to a rich 
lifestyle and neither was about to give that up. Both had become 
divorced from the eccentric man but each had received a hefty allowance 
to live on. The grand prize was who would get the inheritence from his 
estate. He had passed away at the hands of a beautiful damsel,who after 
a night of erotic wrestling,succumed to a fatal heart attack. He died 
smiling. The terms of the will were simple...both women were to spend 
one night in the old house that they once shared with the man...together 
and alone. Whoever lasted the night,got the fortune. Boxes were handed 
to each woman by the lawyer,letters were attached to both. Instructions 
comprised the short notes which read...enclosed you will find an outfit 
that you will be required to wear for your night in the old house. Any 
diviation from this enclosed attire will result in your immediate 
disqualifaction from any claim to the will of the late Mr. Dilworth. The 
well dressed women left and prepared for the night of hell that lay 
ahead. The following night was set as the night for the stay over. Armed 
guards were posted around the estate to prevent any tampering or 
planting of weapons. At midnight the following night,two shiny black 
limos arrived and deposited the women who had a hatred for each other 
the likes of cats and dogs. They were escorted into the house's 
courtyard and inspected by the guards. Both had complied with the rules 
and after a close search were instructed to remove the shoes each had 
worn to the house. They pulled off the shoes and were led to seperate 
entrances of the huge house. They were attired in black halter top style 
leotards,tights,and heavy black socks. Their dark brown hair was pulled 
back into short pony tails,their makeup perfect. The doors were 
opened,the women entered,and each shuddered as the heavy wooden doors 
were closed and locked from the outside. Each scanned the familiar 
surroundings looking for places to ambush and hide. They quietly 
ventured the rooms from opposite ends of the estate,seeking something to 
grasp and bash their enemy with. To their surprise, everything small 
enough to be brandished as weapons was removed from the house. Diane,the 
first wife,listened intently for her rival's footsteps. The heavy socks 
made for silent travel through the rooms and halls. She heard nothing. 
Liz,the second wife,made her way to the kitchen,looking for the knife 
drawer. She silently opened it to find an empty space. She cursed under 
her breath and turned,headed to the general direction of her opponent 
for this war of ex-wives. Now it should be noted that the lights had 
been on while the women were exploring their battle field. Having a huge 
number of rooms at their service,it took some time for them to get 
within hearing range of each other. Diane decided to hide behind the 
overstuffed sofa in the main living room. She crouched behind it and 
listened for her approaching foe. Liz,ventured along the carpeted 
hallways hugging the walls...hummm...smart move...have used that alot in 
my time.  As Liz made her way to the entrance of the room that held 
certain battle, the lights went out. Pitch blackness surrounded both 
women now as Liz slowly entered and Diane struggled to see her 
approaching female combatant. In front of the sofa was a large open area 
that was surrounded by overstuffed chairs and other sofas. Neither woman 
could see in front of them. Diane heard socked feet slowly shuffle in 
front of her. She cautiously stood up and peered into the darkness. Her 
heart pounded as she took a deep breath and snuck up behind her 
unknowing victim. Now,close enough to barely see Liz, Diane sprung on 
her from behind! She grabbed Liz in a vise like choke hold with both 
arms wrapped tightly around her neck! Liz screamed from the surprise 
attack and struggled to throw her attacker off! Diane held tightly as 
the women staggered about the darkened room. Liz reached back and locked 
onto Diane's hair with both hands, clawing at it with ruthless anger. 
This caused Diane to shift to Liz's side,allowing her to use her legs 
now and kick out at her foe. Knees worked better in this close embrace 
so she launched her's in turns...first her left slammed into Diane's 
thighs and then her right followed. Diane bellowed as the women fought 
with vicious hatred. In the struggling,the two fighters ended up facing 
each other which led to both women moving to straight armed chokes and 
knees. They squeezed at their throats and slammed their knees into each 
other with vile feelings. Diane,weakening from the assault,hauled off 
with her right into the darkness, slugging Liz in the mouth. She 
staggered away from her opponent and held onto the bleeding mouth that 
once was admired by all. She was known for having kissable lips. For 
now,they were split. Diane tried to pursue her victim but lost her in 
the dark. Outraged,Liz pinpointed Diane's position and hurled herself at 
her. They collided and fell to the floor,beginning a wrestling match 
unseen by any federation. Liz pummeled Diane's face with punches while 
alternating with clawing attacks with her nails on her cheeks! Diane 
fought back with hairpulling and biting whatever she could latch her 
pearly whites onto! The embattled women rolled in slow motion across the 
pitch black floor,the sounds of thwacks,thuds,screams and the hissing of 
their entwined tights filled the room. They sobbed as each attempted to 
destroy the other. Liz was bleeding from her mouth and nose,Diane from 
her nose and cheeks,claw marks on both sides of her pretty face. Now Liz 
felt the warm drops rolling down her cheeks as Diane's nails dug into 
her cheeks. Both women shreiked as the battle stayed in close 
entanglement. Diane raised Liz's head up and slammed it to the hard wood 
floor! Liz,now stunned,released her grasp on Diane,who scrambled away 
into the darkness. She could hear her heavy socks thumping along the 
darkened hallways as she ran for her life. Behind her, the war crazed 
Liz thumped after her,raging for the kill! She screamed at her to come 
back and fight! Diane kept going,running blindly through the darkness. 
At the entrance to the sewing room, Liz caught her fleeing 
opponent,triggering a vicious exchange of punches in a violent flurry 
between the two. It lasted a minute with both fighters standing toe to 
toe and desperately pummeling each other with lefts and rights. They 
fought in the hallway,moving slightly back and forth between the walls. 
A lucky right felled Diane, who now heard Liz thumping away from her. 
Diane took a second to regroup and struggled to her feet. Slowly,she 
moved out in the direction of the fleeing woman. She called out to her 
in sobbing fashion,promising to finish her before the fight was through. 
On and on she ventured through the darkend estate. As she neared the 
back staircase,a wide, curved pathway to the second floor, a sigh was 
heard! Diane lurched herself up the staircase and into Liz,who was still 
trying to climb the long path up. They tumbled to the handrail,fighting 
with hairpulling and punches. The warring women leaned against it and 
fought midway up. As the fight continued,they staggered upwards towards 
the top,still locked in heavy combat. On reaching the top step, they 
fell to the floor of the upstairs hallway. Both women resumed their 
wrestling battle again,with Diane gaining a leg scissors from behind 
Liz. She leaned back and squeezed as Liz gasped for breath. Diane felt 
her thick socks locked together around her foe as her legs strained to 
squeeze the life out of her opponent. Liz reached for Diane's feet and 
desperately clawed at them in an attempt to break the hold. Diane 
grabbed Liz be the hair and pulled her backwards on top of her and away 
from any chance to maul her. Both arms wrapped tightly around Liz's neck 
in a grasp that resembled a sleeper hold. The women layed there in the 
hallway at the top of the stairs and listened to their bodies as they 
mauled and hurt each other. At this point,Liz had managed to get her 
hands embedded into Diane's thighs and clawed at them through her 
tights. There they layed,gasping and groaning, too exhausted to cry out 
or scream any more. Five more minutes passed as Liz began to ease her 
thigh mauling hold,drifting off to dream land. Diane felt this and 
tightened her sleeper hold as best she could. In moments, Liz slumped 
and passed out. Diane was about to push her hapless victim down the 
stairs with her feet when the lights came on and guards rushed to stop 
her. They were escorted out and returned to their homes. The following 
day each received letters via messengers that said... In keeping with 
Mr. Dilworth's wishes, it is my duty to inform you that neither you or 
your opponent of last night is to receive any amount whatsoever. It was 
Mr. Dilworth's last wish that you both be told what you were and pitted 
against each other for the amusement of the servents whom you both 
treated very badly. They watched the entire fight via the video tape 
cameras that were hidden throughout the estate. A special lense was used 
to view the contest in the darkened home. A new invention of Mr. 
Dilworth's just before he passed away. The staff saw a crystal clear 
show of the entire fight. Said staff is now sole owner to the entire 
estate and serves notice to you both...never set foot on this property 
again under penalty of law. The End