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Backyard Boxing in cute Casual outfits with Shorts, Coulots or Skirt, Cotton tops anklets or socks and leather flats.
who is the toughest girl on the block ???
School Girls Boxing in cute School uniforms white blouse, pigtails lol, sock with Oxfords, Tie up flats, etc. Fight it out in the schoolyard.
That will teach you to make fun of me in class
Boxing Brides Maids in Gowns, Heels and make up . A misunderstanding about what one of the girls did with the Groom one night long ago accelerate into a challenge where the five Maids all want in on the action. At the Hotel room that night right after rehearsal. A real party ensues lol.
For Better or worse.
A few examples
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Every time she thought about it, Belinda's ears burned
bright red in humiliation. That lil bitch, Vicki had demolished her in the ring
and left the blonde boxer, bruised, beaten and bound up in the ropes.
Checking her face in the mirror she decided that she could do without the
concealer she'd been using to cover-up the big shiner which had marred her face
ever since the embarrassing fight. "Well, this time was gonna be
different," Belinda resolved. She'd been training for weeks and had
developed a quick jab that would cross that stuck-up little redhead's eyes for
her. With a smirk, Belinda gleefully considered how she'd pummel that snotty lil
slut into next week as she tossed her totebag into her locker and slammed it
shut with a smile.
Tossing her gloves over her shoulder, Belinda made her way out of the locker
room toward the gym. That cocky little redheaded bimbo was so sure she'd repeat
her performance that Belinda hadn't even had to talk her into the rematch.
Belinda strolled to the ring, hopped up on the apron and slipped through the
ropes to the sound of whistles and Vicki's taunts. She stoically endured the
insults with new self-confidence, trying to hide her own smug eagerness to
finally teach her tormentor the lesson she deserved.
With her gloves laced up, Belinda stalked out to the center of the ring in her
new pink bikini to face her nemesis. "Vicki was cute," she
supposed," If you went in for the tomboy-type," she thought cattily as
she glared at her shorter opponent. The redhead had on the same black bikini top
and white shorts she'd worn for their last bout. She was about 5 inches shorter
and maybe 15 lbs lighter than the blonde, but didn't seem at all intimidated by
the difference in size.
Vicki stared up at Belinda with a twinkle in her eye as she grinned, "Ready
for another whuppin', Cow Tits?"
Belinda simmered angrily at the name and shot back, "We'll see who's still
standing when it's all over, you redheaded, little Tramp!" She tried to
seem confident, but couldn't help blushing a bit as she recalled the outcome of
their last encounter. Well she had a lil surprise in store for this smartmouthed
lil bitch this time!!
At the bell, Vicki stormed across the ring ready to flatten the busty blonde
again. She was met with a stinging glove to the nose that stopped her short and
staggered her back a step. Belinda was beside herself with joy and waded forward
to snap another straight jab to the stunned little redhead's jaw.
Vicki was shocked by this new development and sent reeling backward toward the
corner. Catching her balance she raised her gloves in front of her face and
circled about to her left warily. "Somebody's been practicing," she
thought to herself.
"What's the matter, munchkin?" Belinda purred as she stalked her
backpedaling opponent. "Not soo tuff anymore are ya?" Belinda smiled
as she gleefully followed Vicki around the ring flicking out her new jab at the
redhead. Vicki ducked the irritating punches and tried to figure out a way to
get close to the big blonde without getting popped in the face again. The big
blonde cow was pretty quick, but didn't seem to have much power on that jab of
hers, she mused to herself as she lowered her head and step forward, only to be
forced to jump back again when another glove shot out at her.
Belinda was getting frustrated. "Why doesn't she standstill so I can whack
her one?" she fumed." Are you going to run all day, ya lil wimp?"
she growled chasing after the redhead. Belinda swung a looping roundhouse at her
dancing opponent, hoping to land a haymaker and slow Vicki down a step, but the
redhead caught the blow on her glove and stepped in to administer a hard
uppercut to Belinda's tummy.
The big blonde stumbled backward breathlessly clutching her poor belly as Vicki
danced back gloating, "Nope," she giggled. Belinda coughed and
sputtered angrily, trying to catch her breath. In a rage she lunged at the smug
lil redhead trying to wipe that smirk off her face. Vicki was ready for the
dreaded jab and bobbed her head to the side, sending an overhand right cross to
smack the blonde in the kisser.
Belinda's head snapped back. Her eyes crossed a bit as she was sent stumbling
back to the ropes. That munchkin sure packed a punch! This time Vicki wasted no
time following up her attack. Smelling victory, she closed in and hit the groggy
blonde with a barrage to her midriff that left poor Belinda doubled up and
wheezing on the ropes.
The blonde boxer tried to cover up, drawing her elbows in as she brought her
gloves up in front of her face while Vicki continued to pummel at her. Belinda
was buffeted about by the little gal's gloves as punch after punch landed on her
arms and gloves. The big blonde cowered behind her guard, staggered by the
assault, until she found herself with her back resting against the cornerpad.
"You're just a one trick pony, ain't ya, Cow Tits?" Vicki taunted
gleefully, her sharp eyes searching for an opening as she kept pounding on
Belinda's sore arms. Finally, her patience was rewarded as poor Belinda's hands
dropped slightly, instantly, Vicki shot a straight right thru Belinda's gloves
to splash into her face… The buxom blonde recoiled woozily, her legs turned to
rubber and she wobbled back to bounce off the ropes and stand before the little
redhead with her arms flailing about like wet noodles. Vicki gleefully reached
up her left glove to palm Belinda's forehead. Holding the stunned blonde up as
her knees buckled and her arms dangled limply by her sides, the vicious vixen
looped her arm around theatrically and swung her glove up in a wide bolo punch
that blasted into the dizzy blonde boxer's delicate chin and knocked her off her
heels to sprawl over the ropes in the corner.
Vicki folded her arms, cocked her hip and surveyed the damage with a smile. The
big, blonde slumped into the corner with her arms thrown over the top rope.
Belinda's head lolled into her chest, her eyelashes flickering and fluttering
like a slot machine when Vicki strutted to the corner and seized her blonde hair
in her right glove, jerking Belinda's face out of her cleavage. As the busty
boxer's eyes rolled about and tried to focus, her redheaded opponent cheerfully
sent two soft uppercuts to her chest popping her big boobs out of her pink
bikini top.
Belinda would have been mortified, if she could even comprehend a word of what
this fuzzy red dwarf was saying to her through the cloudy haze, but the big
blonde was in La-La land. If the ropes and Vicki's grip on her hair weren't
holding her up Belinda's rubbery knees would surely buckle allowing her to
collapse to the canvas.
"I told you, Cow Tits," Vicki purred as she poked at the blondes
jiggling breasts with her right glove, "Anytime you need these floppy boobs
of yours tied in a knot for you just give me a call." Then drawing her fist
back, Vicki laid a haymaker on Belinda that had her hearing bells and birdies.
When Vicki released the blonde's hair she hit the canvas on her face like a sack
of potatoes.
The victorious redhead didn't even stick around for a count and left her KO'd
victim lying with her ass in the air as she slipped thru the ropes toward the
showers.
Here
comes sweet Belinda’s Revenge
Poor Belinda battered, bruised, and boxed out beaten couldn’t sleep
at all that night .S he kept seeing Vicky laying the Gloves all over her knock
knocking her senseless and embarrassing her. Belinda lay in her sleigh bed
looking up
grabbing the pillow sobbing. But she did wake up and did eat again
. That Monday back to work as an Ad exec at the agency. It was a good week, she
got allot done
and here nightmarish experience started to fade away. Friday came and she
decided
to go to The Savoy there was a band there she liked. When she got home from work
she took
a nice soak and had several glasses of Merlot in the Bubble Bath.
She got out dried off and decided to deck her self in purple. She slipped on a
short Purple Satin
Dress, garters with seamed white hose, and slid her tootsies in her Purple open
toes 4in Charles
Jordan Heels. Teasing her hair up real big, she felt she was ready to go out and
take on the world.
Little did she know? The band High water was very good and being a budding
guitarist she picked up some
good info and licks. Standing by the bar she felt pretty hot and then it
happened
Jason Vicki’s boyfriend saw her. Hey isn’t that the Cow Belinda. Belinda’s
turned away quickly
but to late. Vicki got sight and came over Hi Bitch had a beating lately. Look I
don’t want to fight anymore
you proved your point. But Vicki sensing cowardice smacked Belinda in the face
and she spilled her drink.
Belinda felt her knees and stomach tighten. Please leave me alone.
Vicki shoved her down on the floor and laughed. Belinda picked herself up and
started to well up her eyes
Vicki handed her a napkin going to cry some hash as he taunted.
Just then the Bartender said that’s it none of that unless you use Boxing
gloves.
The crowd got excited and reluctantly Belinda had to put on the gloves 16oz red
and white ones.
The two girls made it to the dance floor the crowd surrounded them.
Vicki had a Red skirt, Red Hose and Red ankle strap 3in heels. A guy standing by
offered to second for Belinda.
As the two girls looked each other Vicki was sensing another blood bath, Belinda
noticed that Vicki could t move to well in her heels kind if like a duck
Thirds time maybe I all be patient she thought. In almost a dream she started to
get moist.
As the bell sounded. Vicki waited for Belinda to charge but she bounced feinted
and kept her distance.
This time after opening 20 sec Vicki said okay bitch you want it her I come.
Sheer walked into to
Quick Jabs that Belinda connected to her body. Vicki countered hitting Belinda
in the head but a glancing blow.
Vicki hair was in pigtails. Belinda waited again this time Vicki let her guard
down.
An overhand right landed right in her face Belinda danced low and pooped her 3
times
in the nose. Vicki fell back trying to gain her balance. Belinda finally had
advantage
that she was looking for. Vicki stormed in again this time Belinda shifted her Charles
Jordan pumps and
stepped into a power punch that crushed Vicki in the Jaw. She fell slithering
down t o the floor.
The crowd had decided they wanted Belinda and she got wetter and better.
Now she moves and danced Vicki was seeing double as Belinda’s stinging Jabs
rocked her pigtails
around and around. She now came at Vicki whose arms were tiring and with a
flurry of right s
lefts and an Uppercut sent her crashing to the floor. She managed top get up at
7 count
but mascara lipstick smeared a ball of tired sweat and now the strap on her left
pump
broke. They called time Vicki try to gain composure. A girl out of the Audience
offered her Flat
White skimmer on 1ikn heel. Vicki stopped her feet and Belinda on the side of
her mouth
down she went Her Hair a mess NOOOO not again. She got up at 5.
Belinda had learned about over confidence and with all 142 lbs behind the
punches she lambasted Vicki into
KO Dreamland Vicki slid all over, writhing on the floor bleeding from her nose
crying and banging her Flats in disgust.
Belinda was hoisted above the hapless opponent and made her lick her Purple
Heels.
The crowd went wild. There was not a dry pair of pants or panties
in the Joint Her Second turned out to be the guitar player. Belinda and Dave
watched as
Jason scrapped the beaten Red skirted and heeled Boxing Vicki.
Beaten now in total humiliation by Dancing Hot Belinda.
I guess the third time really is the charm. One things for sure
everyone got there licks in.
Boxing Roommates in Sexy outfits
Carla was coming up the stairs huffing and puffing. What is all this stuff she wondered. She put the large box besides the others and collapsed on the sofa. Just then her roommate Kate and her obnoxious friend Vicky came in to the townhouse downstairs and started up. Hey said Kate whets all this stuff. Yeah you moving out doing your friend s a favor chimed smart-ass Vicky.
No pinhead its stuff old clothes and things for a church rummage sale.
I got it over on Allison St. You mean where the old geezers live chided Vicky. They are old but very nice and this is a good cause. Well what is all this stuff Vicky started to pick at the boxes. Kate said yeah imp a little curious too. Don’t mess it up Carla implied but no avail Vicki got a hold of a knife and slit back the tape? Well let’s se some paper and wow shoes lots of shoes.
They look old as she started pulling some out laughing. Kate noticed the Red leather 3in heels with T straps and bow on the toe these look from the 30 or 40s. Carla examined the dressy shoe as well must be a 7 or 8. Wow Vicki said people wore these kicking around her white kids. They are kind of cool though. I think they are classy the way women were supposed to dress
Said Carla. All 3
girls now continued to go through and pick different shoes and Heels out of the
Box. Here a neat pair of Flats said Vicki she slid her foot into the Blue 1/2 in
skimmer leather shoe that had tie-ups .Hey look at me as she started dancing
around the living room mocking tap routines. Just then Jennifer came in from
work her heels clicking up the stairs what a fucking day I need a drink. As she
looked over at the three she exclaimed what the hell is this cocking her long
blonde haired head.
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Growing up in a little town has it s advantages and as it was when I was 12 I would be introduced t something that has been with me scince I’m 44.
It was later in the school year about end of May, humidity big time especially in the town of Hatton Alabama.
The kids in my sixth grade class were looking forward to hanging out all day at the river, playing ball partying and not being in school. I was sweet on this girl name Jamie Brunette hair straight very playful and fun bit of a tomboy saw her wrestling with her brothers once then she took me on. She was strong and I let her pin me thinking I d get a kiss but it didn’t happen that time. It was in the schoolhouse classroom where about 12 of us were sitting late in day. There had been a field trip to a museum in nearby Decatur but some of us had been bad, didn’t pay the money or just weren’t going. So we were in a group just killing time. Jamie it seems came to school late because of a doctor appointment but we all noticed something about her as she strolled in. She seemed a little less cocky than usual when all of a sudden from the back of the class Jeannie Blonde and friend at times arch rival at other screamed “what happened to that Fuzz on you head” I t was a classic perm gone too long and wrong but as she started to brush it vigorously, it started to take shape. Hmm not bad I though curly but cute and still long. Jeannie started to laugh more and try and get others to as well but that ploy wasn’t going t work.
Jeannie seemed ticked that none would join her. She and Jamie were the hot ones of the class; while they would be friendly at times they were also fiercely competitive. This was a rural area, some farming and couple of Textile mills and small steel plant I lived in. There a river running thorough the west end of town where I grew up as a child and a dirt race track about 5 miles way too. The two girls usually were competing for what little there was. Jamie came in and sat down and began to have conversation, yeah boy this really look silly huh? The others consoled her saying no not that bad you seem to be making the best of it anyway.
She smiled. Meanwhile someone
asked where is Jeannie? Jeannie had made her way over to the Principals locker
see this classroom was also his room an extra. Anyway Jeannie went around the
corner in the Yellow locker and pulled out the sets of Boxing gloves. Our
principal would let the boy students if they got in a fight on the school ground
use the gloves to settle it. In fact he got a kick out of staging these matches
2 or 3 times a month. Never saw any girls do it but girls did Box in these parts
cause they were tomboys a lot off them. Any way Jeannie came skipping back
across the room with the gloves and started to slip her hands into them As she
tied up the long laces dangling she walked up to Jamie and lightly jabbed her a
few times. No one noticed it at first then she said Bet I beat you up with
these. Now she Jamie’s attention as she snapped back you’re a blonde but are
you that dumb a blonde to try. Now the group about 6 of us started t o egg them
on I all take Jamie one said. A girls said Jamie going to be knocked down on the
ground I ve seen her fi
Jamie was up now starting t o bounce a little as Jeannie moved back abit. A couple of kids got the girls Boxing gloves tied up better. I checked Jamie’s I was a little nervous but they didn’t seem to be. As I felt Jamie’s hand s inside the old McGregor Brown 14oz gloves I had twinge down below. Jamie was wearing Jeans, Faded blue Lee jeans and a light white button down Navy blouse. Its funny both girls although tomboys were into makeup, after all they had an image to up hold. They both pulled their lipstick taking off the gloves. Jamie said I want to look pretty for my victory pictures. A nice fire engine red it looked great but Jeannie had a coral color that matched her well. Jamie was wearing bobby socks with a leather white keds practically new. Jeannie had on white trousers Cotton not jeans an aqua top mixed silk and rayon, she tended to always try and make a statement. Her blonde hair had as flip style and she looked cocky for sure. Her shoes were neat I remember very soft looking White leather loafer looking but it and had laces and she retied them making big Bows as well shear white socks. S o there they were Blonde vs. Brunette bit of a tomboy vs. bit if a prep both equal in size around 5 ft at the time 132 lb I guess. We all in the room girls and guys were sure to sneak out the back in the courtyard closed in by the walls and we posted a look out. The hot humid Alabama heat hit like a ton of bricks in the full sun. And as the Jamie and Jeannie walked slashed out to the courtyard both trying t intimidate the other by stomping there shoes. I think everyone there was influenced for the rest of the lives I surly was. If we got caught Mr. Buras the principal would have our heads and then our parents would take our bodies. God it was exciting. Some one yelled Ding and the girls strolled up to each and popped there 14 oz McGregor Gloves ,POP, heard round the world
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Jamie and Jeanie bounced on there shoes and stepped towards each other Jeanie took the first couple of swings the second catching Jamie hard on her arm Smack, Janine twisted to the left crouched down a bit and sent a hard left right against Janine s Body.
The Wump Wump of her gloves rang out, as did Janine’s wheezing for air. Janine moved back for m Jamie’s next shot and came back with some shots of her own. This round the girls were a little cautious but the Smacks POPs and Wumps were getting louder. We kids were all getting a little light headed. Shoulders and Bodies had been the targets for the first 3or 4 minutes but then Janine stepped inside of Jamie’s arms in her Bow Flats and planted a light couple of shots on the side if her head and cheek. Jamie just a little dazed was more set of and came back hard at Janine as they traded for few shots Jamie slipped a couple of jabs by Janine’s brown Mc Gregors and caused her hands to come down. WOPPP a solid right on Janine’s face Her face distorted and she fell back rubber legged. Her Hair tangles mess and smeared lipstick. She just stood u straight and looked like she might cry. Then as Jamie ran over t o get her she charged at Jamie hitting her hard stopping her in her tracks. Janine now delivered some leather in the face. Both girls were tired and wheezing somewhat Sweat covered them both and it was hot and dusty. They both seemed to be trading punches pretty equally Jeanie had her Gloves low again and Janie came hard at the face and the body but partially being deflected by the 16 oz gloves. The girls were tired and someone yelled t o call it a draw. They would have none of that. As Jamie hit Janine hard in the belly Janine started t o drop to a knee but bounced up came low and caught Janie hard in the breast. Jamie winced but seeing that Janine’s Glove was low again twisted hard and came in with a classic Overhand Right
The Mc Gregor 16 oz gloves found nothing to stop it but poor Janine’s nose WHAMMMMM . A ahhhhhhh was heard as you could see Janine’s legs turn t jelly she tried t back u p in her flats but she was out of it as she slid slowly at first and then crashing hard in the Dusty dirt and grass fighting area. She collapsed side ways and rolled over on her back beaten and started sobbing She lay there on the ground Jamie stuck her white ked in Janine’s face who had blood coming from her nose now. We all saw that and some of Janine s friends got her up still sobbing and embarrassed Jamie yelled serves you right. We had to get out of there before anyone found out. And we did Jamie looked over at me gave me a hug. The kiss would be later that week. Both girls were back at school the next day both pretty beaten. At the end of the year both moved Jamie would still fight so I heard but never saw however I was about to meet the girl that would engrain the Boxing in to me forever. We were moving to a new neighborhood along the river and I would soon meet Janet. I had not seen anything yet loll
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I guess since I had gone through puberty I stared to get jealous of girls somewhat. I had gone to catholic School in NJ and of course we all wore uniforms. To be honest I was looking at girls at 13 but they all seemed the same. Then we moved outside of New York City because my dad got a good position in Westchester County and I started going to public school. This was quite different then I had been used to. The girls in this school didn’t wear uniforms and they were dressed real cute and I stated to really take a look and notice. Guys wore Pants Jeans and shirts. The girls however and I was 14 but it seemed everyone had developed faster than in Jersey, wore dresses, skirts, culottes shorts outfits and always the cutest and even well sexy I suppose shoes. This was new territory for me but I really enjoyed looking at them they were like much older and seemed quite sure of themselves. I remember playing with some Tomboys back in Jersey they were tough and when they got home off those Skirts went and they seem to find older and dirtier Jeans or short everytime I turned around. Some of the girls there would play football or stickball in the street with there brothers. Of course there were fights that would some times happen and they were good usually the brothers would be there to coach or more like egg there sister into fighting the other ones. But you know what I only look at that now in retrospect. It dint turn me on however the girls or young women seemed so much sharper, smarter, and also kind of cocky and they were usually dressed up. It didn’t seem long before some of the guys and girls befriended me, they seemed pretty nice. I had been at school for a week and Donna and her brother Steve invited me to a party at their house. The parents were going out of town and the Grandparents were watching them and they were going to have some friends over for Grilling out and some games and dancing and stuff. I was excited to go to party after only being here for two weeks. The week went by fast I actually got an invitation to the Party in the mail. It seemed pretty casual but I wasn’t going to chance wearing rough clothes and good thing I didn’t. About 13-15 kids were there and they all looked like parents. The guys had ties Girls in Heels, Dresses, Skirts and some Coulot type Outfits. I had no tie but did wear a blazer. Westchester County is loaded and I guess the excess then wasn’t like today
So mainstream it really stuck out allot. Well Donna had a couple of I guess house servers and they made all sorts of good things for us to eat. In the Backyard at the edge I noticed allot of kid going over that way and found them coming back with Cups in their hands. BEER wow I never had been to party where they had Beer the kids were all underage and yet every one seemed so much older. Well Party ON and they cranked up the music. It was
the early eighties so there was allot of Techno Thompson Twins, Berlin, missing Person but also so hard and southern rock as well. Every one seemed really nice and we had been partying about 2 hours when all of a sudden Steve walked out in the middle of the Backyard with a big cardboard box and put it down and then yelled real loudly here we go who want to go first. Well The Girls all gathered around and moved closer and Donna said real sharply let the girls go at it tonight first. What were they talking about, As I looked in the area closer where they were I couldn't believe it and almost nervously peed in my pants. I couldn’t believe it. Boxing Gloves and not two but must have been 10 sets or so. Then out came the Headpiece things. The beer drinking picked up and the music got louder. All of a sudden there were like 4 or 5 girls having a variety of Gloves being put on and tied and laced up. I was speechless and belted my beer. Rod looked over at me and said we let the girls go first and then will do tit some. Ever seen girls Box he said. Like all I had seen were the street fight girls and this wasn’t that. He said its cool some are pretty good. It turned out Steve and Donnas father was in the Sporting goods Liquidation business and they had a ton of free stuff. Rod said they had stated this last summer and the girls really liked it. He kind of looked down at my pants and said I think you will find this erotic. I didn’t even know the word. Well there we were Music blaring from several systems by that time and 6 girls in Gloves. I was started to feel the Beers by now having drank 3 cups pretty fast. I guess I wasn’t doing so well. Well I remember two girls raised their gloved hands and then the rest of the crowd said get them room. We were on a huge Wood Deck and I guess that was the Ring Fighting Area they would use. I saw a guy pull up bar stools and put them opposite corners. I noticed now it was Kate and Remy that had the gloves on but no I was starting to really get woozy I moved over to the rail right behind Kate. Kate had on a Red Cotton Skirt White Sweater Navy knees socks and Heels. I couldn’t believe it Heels and she was going to fight in them. They are Navy about 3in, with a strap across the front. I stared and at that moment I would be hooked. Not just the Boxing thing but also the dress outfits. Remey was wearing a Green Dress Short to her knees Navy Socks and Irish Green Heels Her had a big Bow on them. Both girls had put on White and Blue gloves it seemed they had many colors. Its weird how I recalled this pretty well later on because after what happened. Well we will get to that. Some one actually had a big bell and brought it out. Then Donna said hold on there head may hurt tomorrow and Another girls Agreed so they took the headgears and put them on each girl Both of then were blonde. I kept thinking I was in a dream. I got off the fence and started to walk close to the fight area. Gosh theses girls were cute and wanted t dress like that. The Headgears were Blue and the girls both seemed to be doing warm-ups punching the air 4 other girls had on gloves too and they playfully punched each other in the crowd. I got up cause I was dizzy on walked around abit. Then The bell Rang DING gosh t was loud the girls Raced towards each other as the clacking and the clicking of the Heels rang out on the wood deck. I turned as they just started to punch each other. Some one yelled Ken your too close but it was too late As I turned to back up the Beers had me woozy and stepped forward Remy was lunging a hard Punch with her right hand at Kate it was the first punch Kate pulled her head back and Turned Remy came right toward me and as I lost my balance and the leather hit me right on the jaw WHAMMMM. Crash down I went in a heap. The girls moved aside as I fell down and seemed mad whats this crap one said. Another guy said I guess he couldn’t handle the beer. Remy exclaimed that was the fastest Ko that I ever did.
I was picked up and put in lawn chair by a couple of guys. And there I sat till probably One in the morning when Donna woke me up laughing. I had been told everything that happened and now I was sure it was a dream but Donna said no it wasn’t Remy knocked down Kate a few time s and then Kate got a bloody nose and we stopped it .She said Kate was Mad but that’s the rules the Girls hugged each other and they had 5 more fights that night. You missed it. Sorry what happened Never got drunk I guess huh. I was feeling sick and wanted to go home. I did the servant or House helper drove home the kids that couldn’t walk. It was the weekend and the next day was Sunday. I sat up in bed trying to figure out what had gone on. As I thought of the pretty outfitted fighting girls I got a boner. Just then I heard my Mom. Keny Keny come downstairs wonderful news. The news was my dad and aerospace engineer had just gotten a big job in Omaha NE. Nooooo I m just making firends here, but in my family we moved 12 times before I was 17 and I moved away back east at 18. I couldn’t believe in it I had to fly out with my Mother that night. The parent was ecstatic. Very Good job and me an only child was easy t move around. Omaha would be it for the moving until I moved out myself. I didn’t even get to go back t o school, gee what happened. I felt like crying, went up to my room slammed the door and
24hrs later IT Really might as well have been only a dream.
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