"That was cute." Sarcasm...One snide remark received.
Beautiful lips smirked. Lovely eyes rolled. The redhead was miffed. She glanced at the aattractive reporter a few feet away. She moved a bit closer as she sipped her cocktail. Laid in on the passing waiters tray and tooked another.
"Don't think for a moment that I didn't see your rudeness, Katie dear."
"Oh, well Susan dear, you're the one with the problem, not me." A bit of snide perkiness with attitude, major attitude. Katie Couric looked into Susan Sarandon's gorgeous fiery eyes. Susans lips quivered as she abruptly excused hersef from the woman whom she was talking with.
"What the hell is your problem?"
"It's your problem..."
"Why you arrogant BITC-" SLASH...
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Sweet icy cold liquid flew wildly splashing all over the startled woman's face. Katie gasped. As she dropped her drink she delivered a powerful backhand across Susan's face, easily knocking the drink from her hand; Susan screamed and staggered backwards.
"Catfight! Catfight!" At least three of the up to now bored partygoers shouted with voices chuck full of pleasurable anticipation. Two lovely mature beauties, both high spirited. Both wearing rather sexy blouses, skirts. And sandals. Perfectly manicured toes; sexy feet. And those legs....especially Katie. The sleeveless blouse revealed her sexily muscled arms.
Pow. Whack. Smack. Bonk. The two lovelies were now in a heated exchanged of spirited slaps, punches; open handed. Swinging. Yes broadcasting the punches. All very sexy. Only a few connected. Susan's lovely red hair was soaked courtesy at least one misapplied drink.
Ripppppp. "Stop that you crazy bitch," Katie screamed as Susan took a swipe at her chest. Two fingers caught inside the thin fabric; several buttons flew as the blouse gave way; a lovely sexy lace bra appeared.
"How dare you Susan," Katie snarled. She swung hard at her rival; the punch would have staggered Susan if it hat been true, but Sue ducked. She countered with a punch to Katies ribs that made the onetime newswoman wince. Katie grabbed a doublehandful of red hair and wrestled her to the floor.
"Gang way, move,give'em room," one wise observer said.
"Yeah get it, grab for her bra!"
Laaugher. Cheers. Soon the two batllers were encompassed in a small circle.
"I be Susan wins."
"No Katie's got her-easy-
Rippppp....Nooooo. Rippppp.
"Hey look, she's strippin' her-
