Posted by Emma on 12/15/2002, 8:51 am
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Not long after my victory over Fiona [who returned to Scotland and was never seen or heard of again] I went to the club to meet a girl who had come in to have a private catfight. I'm always excited to meet girls who fight and I thought it would be even more exciting to interview her before actually having the catfight! Victoria was a very beautiful Engish girl of 18, just out of school. She was 5'6 1/2", really shapely muscular body of 138 pounds, 36C 24 36, lightly tanned skin like mine, lovely sparkling dark brown eyes, lustrous dark brown hair. I knew all this from the photo and details I'd been given. What I couldn't get over was the healthy glow she gave off. As she rose to greet me my eyes were drawn first to her gorgeous smile and then to her shapely muscular calves. "Hi. I'm Emma." I said as I took both her hands in mine and kissed her lightly on the lips "I hear you want to have a catfight with me." "Yes" she said "I do." "You're photo doesn't do you justice" I said "Whatever do you do to have such a fantastic body?" "Oh" she laughed "thats very kind of you, I could ask you the same. In my case it's probably swimming, ballet and weights. What do you do to have yours?" "Horseriding, chopping wood, wrestling and fighting I suppose." I placed my hands lightly on her waist, she responded immediately by placing hers on mine and meeting my gaze. "You've never fought before" I said slowly "Have you at least ever tried wrestling?" "No, never done that either." she said, matter of fact! "Why do you want to fight now then?" I asked, hanging on her answer! "Oh, I suppose I've always been a little curious about what it would be like. I saw a couple of fights at school and couldn't help watching. Quite exciting really. And I'm an incredibly aggressive and competitive person so maybe it would happen sometime anyway BUT the real reason is that I have to get ready to fight someone else!" "You see" she continued "I'm in love with a married man and his wife Anastasia [she rolled her eyes] is a bit of a toughie who has this practice of beating other girls up. She's a Russian Gypsy that he met when she was 16. Apparently these gypsy girls are brought up to fight each other every chance they get and will always fight over their man. She's 34 now but for the past 18 years she's beaten up every girl that's so much as smiled at him, including his last mistress, who she put in hospital. He's warned me that if she finds out about me she'll try to do the same. He doesn't expect me to fight her over him, of course, but says he may not be around to prevent it." "So" she went on "that's how it is. Personally, from what Harry has told me, I think she's so loathesome that I'd rather fight her than hide from her anyway. Also as I've thought more and more about, I've realised that fighting another woman, particularly with her over him, is something I'd really like to do. So I need to learn how, fast. They tell me you're the best so I thought I'd start by fighting you. I like to jump in the deep end - I don't like safety nets." she finished, grinning, staring boldly at me. I was stunned. After a little while I said slowly "I don't know whether to admire your spunk or pity your stupidity. Do you have any idea what a catfight is like?" Although taken aback, she described the hairpulling, scratching, biting, clothes ripping fights she'd seen. "Yes, it can be like that if they don't know any better but sit down and let me tell you what happens when you come up against an opponent who knows how to fight, as it sounds like Anastasia just might." I described to Victoria how Bobs had taught me to fight, my fights at school and my previous three fights with Davinia, Margaret and Fiona, leaving nothing out. She listened in silence and was obviously stunned when I finished. "How can I learn to fight like you? I want to do this. I have to do this!" she pleaded. I really, really liked her, she was so totally lovely and so very earnest. I looked at my watch and realised we had been talking for over two hours. "Doing anything for dinner?" I asked. "No, I have the night off." she grimaced, the lot of the mistress! "Fancy a curry?" I asked. "I'd love to!" she smiled. London has a few really good curry reastaurants, as well as an awful lot of not very good ones! My favourite one was near my flat, which was handy as I was seriously thinking of trying to seduce this gorgeous girl! We had a really lovely dinner with several bottles of wine! It was as if we'd known each other all our lives. After this, about 11pm, she accepted my invitation to coffee at my flat. As we sat on my sofa I asked her whether she thought her "boyfriend" might be trying to set her up for a fight with Anastasia because that was really what he wanted. I told her what the men paid to watch catfights at the club. She was clearly shaken by this possibility but outwardly refused to accept that it could be true. After this I said "I won't fight with you darling, it wouldn't be fair. I wouldn't enjoy beating up someone whose never fought before and all you would get out of it is pain. I'll teach you to fight if you want me to but I'm not sure we'll have enough time for you to be good enough to face someone whose been fighting since she was a child. The best answer I can think of will be to get Anastasia to come to the club and fight me. If, and I say if because she sounds like she's pretty good, I can knock the stuffing out of her, she may lose her ardour for fighting. Many do after a bad defeat." She shook her head "That's lovely of you Emma but it won't do. It's my fight. I must face her. I want to fight her in front of Harry and I want to beat her. I want you to teach me everything you can so I will." I looked at her. She was unbearably sweet. I stroked her hair. "I will, darling, I will." I said "but its late, would you like to stay over rather than getting home. I have a king size bed we can share, that doesn't have to be a come on if you don't want it to be." I said with a smile. She looked at me steadily, boldly, took a deep breath and said "So what your saying is that it is a come on if I want it to be?" "Yes." I said, my heart racing. "Oh I've never been with a girl before but that's something else I've wondered about and as I said, I do like jumping in the deep end!" she said, kissing me. It was her "first time" with a woman. As it always does, that made it special, for both of us!"