Posted by Peter on 11/27/2002, 7:37 am
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In the kitchen, as Elizabeth went to work to prepare a meal she had conceived with great care, a bristling Emma said: "You saw it Peter, there's no doubt that what she did to Elizabeth was deliberate. She did similar things to me but not as bad. What does she think she's playing at?" I replied, looking at Elizabeth "I have to agree, darling. I realise now we should have got to know Jenny better before setting this up. I guess we were just too excited about the whole thing to think it through properly. But what do we do now? It looks like we're stuck with her." "Not necessarily" said Emma quickly with a delicious gleam in her eye "I suggest we just change the program for tomorrow." "How?" I asked, having some idea of what was coming. Emma slipped behind Elizabeth, placed her hands on her full breasts and gave them a squeeze, saying "Nobody knows better than we three how good it is to wrestle with friends and I must say that the little redhead is a lot of fun. The fat one though is just a pain and is clearly trying to provoke us into something more. I say, let's give it to her. Let me challenge her to an all in catfight. I REALLY want her, darlings." I had to laugh when the wasp waisted Emma called Jenny "the fat one". I must admit though that the thought of her catfighting with Jenny had already occurred to me and was really turning me on! Elizabeth turned towards Emma, her lovely face grave, and said "I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. Not that there is much, I guess, it's more that she's Jane's friend and I'm worried about the effect on our relationship with her. If it wasn't for that I would have already had the catfight with her! I'm sorry Sweetie but if anyone is going to fight Jenny it has to be me." after a brief pause she continued "In a catfight I accept I'm fair game to get hit like that and in a wrestle I know accidents sometimes happen but we all agree it wasn't that." "I saw her first, darling, and she niggled me as well, don't tell me we're going to have a tussle over her?" said Emma as she seized Elizabeth's hands and engaged in a mock struggle. "No, you silly girl. Just back off though she's mine!" giggled Elizabeth. "Why don't you just flip a coin over her, my two fighting hellcats?" I suggested "Personally, I think either one of you will take her, not that, I note with sadness, my masculine opinion counts for much around here!" "Alternatively..." I said after a brief pause as the idea occurred to me "you could both challenge her and let her decide which one of you she wants to fight." Emma linked her arm through mine, smiled at me and said "I really liked that just now when you called me one of YOUR fighting hellcats, Peter!" "Settle, sweetie, business before pleasure." said Elizabeth. Discussion then ensued about what we should do. Emma impeccably played no part in the discussion as to whether Jenny should be challenged to a fight at all, in view of the Jane issue. In the end, Elizabeth and I decided that the risk had to be run. Given that the catfights Elizabeth had initially had with Emma and Jane had not impaired, indeed seemed to enhance, their subsequent friendships, this seemed reasonable. Jenny would have also have the option as to whether to accept the challenge or not. The catfight would thus only happen if, as we rather suspected, Jenny wanted it too. We even hoped it might clear the air. Elizabeth's thinking was no doubt coloured somewhat by a burning desire to fight Jenny herself. Mine was coloured by a burning desire to see either her or Emma fight Jenny! Once that decision was made I said firmly to Elizabeth, as I held her slim waist and looked into her eyes "You now have to accept, darling, that Emma want's to fight Jenny just as much as you do. The only fair thing to do is flip a coin or issue a joint challenge. I'm the only neutral party here and I think you should accept my word on this." I looked at Emma to include her in this towards the end. Emma, I think pleasantly surprised by the tack I had taken, nodded and said quickly "Yes, Peter, that's fair." Elizabeth, with obvious reluctance, eventually said "Yes, I guess that's fair." Having got this far there could be no question of leaving things to the next day. The girls also both preferred to issue a joint challenge than trust to the luck of the coin - they wanted Jenny to know that they both wanted to fight her. And believe me they really did, they were both breathing deeply by now. I also suspected at the time that they both preferred the idea of Jenny choosing between them because they each thought they would be the one chosen! They both had grounds for thinking this of course but I was able to see more clearly that Jenny's choice could go either way. It was agreed that rather than prejudice Jenny's choice of opponent, I should do all the talking. Which was all very well but "How exactly do I put this" I wondered as we three trooped upstairs. We entered the bathroom, like a deputation or lynching mob, I thought absently, where Jane and Jenny were together in the spa. I felt sorry for Jane when her pretty face turned and looked at me, full of concern. I think she could see what was coming. "Tell me, Jenny" I said "do you like catfighting as well as wrestling?" "Yeah" she said grinning broadly "I had a lot of fights at school and heaps more since then and I've NEVER LOST. But I mean proper fights, not sissy, hairpulling catfights." "Hmm, yes, I see. Well er we were having a bit of a discussion downstairs and we thought that rather than continue with the wrestling, you may prefer to have a catfight with Elizabeth or Emma and er the point is that they'd both like to have a fight with you. That is if you want to accept the challenge from either one of them. You don't have to if you don't want to, of course." I finished, thinking I could perhaps have put it better but having no idea how! "Don't, Jen." pleaded Jane. Jenny ignored her "THEY, WANT TO FIGHT ME. WHAT A JOKE! Of course I'll fight them! I'll fight 'em both! I'll take the better one first. Which one is the better fighter?" "In my opinion, having seen them both fight" I said "there is nothing to choose between them. They both want you to decide who you will fight, er, first if you care to put it that way." I said, mindful of the scowls no doubt building up behind me. "I'll take the trolley dolly first, then I'll kick your little wife's arse." Jenny said, somewhat unpleasantly. "I'll have to fight you another day then, when you've recovered from the beating Emma is going to give you." said Elizabeth coldly. As I turned the cold fury on both their faces was simply magnificent. Jenny quickly towelled off and joined us in the bedroom, deaf to the repeated pleadings of Jane "not to do this". I eyed her lush body appreciatively, thinking "If only she wasn't such a pain in the arse!" Emma merely slipped off her long dark blue silk kimono and I once again marvelled at the sheer splendour of her magnificent body, revealed in all its glory, as she stood elegantly poised, ready to fight. "It should be me doing this." said Elizabeth plaintively as I seated her on the bed. I took Jane by the hand and brought her over to the bed as well. "Listen to me, both of you. No matter how you feel about this, you must NOT interfere until one of them gives in or I stop it, understood?" "Yes" they both said reluctantly. "OK, you might as well give them a kiss for luck before we start. Which they did with considerable gusto before resuming their places on our bed. I had to refrain from kissing Emma, much as I wanted to, I knew she understood that I would have to maintain a sense of impartiality. "Listen, you're both still sure you want to do this?" "Yes" they replied "OK silly question!" I said and they both grinned in spite of the situation, the lust for fighting had clearly taken over. "I assume you mean to fight no holds barred?" I asked and they both nodded. I then said "I would like you to agree to exclude eye gouging, there is no need for that." again they both nodded. "The fight will end either when one of you gives in or if I have to step in to stop one of you being seriously hurt, agreed?" Emma nodded but Jenny said "You can stop it for her if you want to protect her pretty arse but if you do you have to declare me the winner." "Of course I would" I said, somewhat irritated. Jenny then said "No way will I accept you stopping it supposedly for me and declaring her the winner though!" I caught my breath, clearly Jenny did not trust me to act fairly, which was annoying but perhaps understandable.