HARD HATS AT DUSK 
By Soxs


   The job was a dusty one,filled with noise and heat. Ellen and Joanne 
were were laborers on the road building project.  The guys on the job 
were crazy about them as each was gorgous. Near the end of the 
project,the two gals had become embroiled in a contest for the most 
attention from the guys.  On this one day,Ellen was seen motioning to 
Joanne in a we will settle this later gesture. A few of us saw this and 
kept quiet about it. 
   We ended the day and everybody left the job sight with our little 
group slipping away to the back area where we parked the heavy 
equipment. We watched the two gals start to leave the area and they 
almost fooled us. We were just about to come out from hiding when we saw 
them coming back to the remote area five...we called the area near the 
Willow Street off ramp that.  Since the highway wasn't opened to traffic 
yet,all ramps and roadways were closed to the public. 
   They headed to the grassy area between the main part of the highway 
and the off ramp. It was a hollow that sat down from the highway and 
ramp...like a pit about fifty yards square. The air hung heavy with 
humidity as they approached from opposite directions and glided down the 
hill to the flat bottom. 
    Ellen and Joanne were dressed in similar outfits...cutoffs,sleevless 
tee shirts,brown work boots,and thick white socks that were pushed down 
in piles just above their boots.  Ellen and Joanne walked to each other 
and began a finger pointing ballet that heated up in no time.  We 
croutched behind the road scrapers and watched them start to jab those 
fingers into each others' breasts.  Still wearing their hard hats, they 
raised their voices in angry rage and as if on cue, took one step 
backwards,peeled off their hats and threw them aside. Ellen and Joanne 
showed their teeth at each other and squared off, fists up in front of 
them,slowly moving in a wavering motion. 
   The two women circled each other and the fading light of day glanced 
off their brown, pulled up hair.  Joanne swung out with a hard 
right,glancing off Ellen's face. She took the blow and returned fire 
with a hard uppercut that slammed into Joanne's stomach.  They stepped 
into each other and began to exchange harsh punches to their bodies and 
faces. The two women battled in a slow moving circle around the grassy 
area,slugging away with close blows and hard continous attacks. The 
sounds of faces being struck and bodies being pummeled echoed across the 
empty interchange. After a harsh exchange, the women seperated and took 
a breather, leaning against one of the barriers.     Ellen motioned for 
them to resume the fight and Joanne oblidged her. They met in a furious 
collision of fists and bodies. Joanne grabbed Ellen around the head and 
launched numoruos attacks to her midsection. Ellen followed suit and 
they locked together in a standing headlocked punchout that saw both 
take stinging assaults to their bodies and faces.  The curses flew from 
both as they fought in this tight embrace. Joanne got the upper hand and 
knocked Ellen to the ground. A hard smash to her nose leveled her.  
Joanne stood by and counted softly...1...2...3...  Ellen got to her 
booted feet in eight. The hurt woman swayed as she tried to keep her 
guard up against the approaching Joanne. Ellen saw what was coming but 
too late as Joanne stormed into her and tackeled the fading woman. They 
tumbled to the grass in a knot of fighting fury. Ellen tried bravely to 
fend off the attacking Joanne but the enraged woman got Ellen tied up in 
a painful body lock that saw every part of their bodies in combat. 
Joanne tied her legs up with Ellen's in a grapevined lockup,full frontal 
bearhugs squeezed them into one mass of warring females,chins dug into 
shoulders as the two layed in a grueling embrace on the ground. 
   They stayed motionless after awhile,squeezing and grinding against 
each other but Ellen was definitly loosing this battle. Their legs were 
locked together at the ankles,their thick socks acting as cushions 
against the rough boots. Arms crushed each others' upper bodies in a 
tormented vise. Joanne rolled Ellen over and they rolled back and forth 
for awhile,Joanne having her choice of top position or bottom. Ellen was 
just holding on and riding out the end of the fight. Joanne realizied 
this and decided to end it with a bang.  She grabbed Ellen's hair and 
pulled her up to her knees,kneeling in front of her. A right arm came 
back and then lurched forward to Ellen's head,crashiing into her left 
cheek. Ellen cried out and fell to her side,weeping loudly.  Joanne 
repeated the move...three more times before mounting her beaten opponent 
in a full body press. Ellen sobbed her surrender and Joanne released 
her. We stayed silent and hidden until both had left the scene. Word is 
that Ellen decided to retire from the constructon business. We never saw 
her again. The End