Seconds seemed like hours as the two beauties faced off, took their stances (classic martial arts stance), began to circle each other, sneer, and fire both kicks and punches into the air. Blonde was soon facing me about five feet away and Kim, lovely Kim was standing right in front of me facing blondie.
"Reach out and touch her-give her encouragement."
"NO-Don't you dare touch her, fool! A split second distraction might cost her."
(But then she'd get stripped-Yeah, touch her!)
I couldn't believe what crazy thoughts were bouncing around in my head. I stood still, silent, as if in a trance. My most fantastic catfight wishes seemed to be becoming reality, I mean, real, real, Reality.
Gorgeous Asian, Gorgeous blonde. Bikini-clad. On a fairly secluded beach.
I heard moans, laughter, snickers over by the previous "arena." Big brunette hottie must have woken up from her "nap." I soooo wanted to look....but IF I did, I might miss something crucial.
Kim suddenly stopped her moves, turned around, faced me and looked me square in the eyes.
"You like me, you like me very much, yes?"
Suddenly my face felt warm; I was probably blushing more than I did when I first asked a girl out-centuries ago...(Yes time flies)
Before I could stammer out a response she asked....
" I see you like women fighting...many men do....do you wish me and her (she nodded her head towards blonde distraction) to fight karate style or woman against woman style?"
"I-uhhh-ummmm-ahhhhh-I like wooom-"
"A shot of laughter...." Kim smiled broadly (Man, she was charming, and sooooo hot!)
She fired off two strikes with her fists-snapping the air, cutting it like a knife. Then she made motions like she was slapping, ripping a dress to shreds, and as special "catfight" frosting on the cake, she raised both hands, palms open and with a sneer, she made squeezing motions....just like she had "blonde distractions"' magnificent breasts in her talons. She suddenly pointed to lovely Blondie and pointed her index finger angrily at her. She licked her perfectly sensuous pouty lips.
"Yes, you like how do you say it Catfight style of fighting."-"I'm very good catfighter."
"I see you like this kind of fight," Kim said with a confident (knowing way too much) laugh; her eyes seemed to fix on me-not my face-but my most OBVIOUS sign of happy agreement.
My face was going to melt if she kept this up much longer.
"C'mon you crazy little China doll bitch-let's fight!"
"EEEEEEYAHHHHH!"-