I’m impressed that you’re trying to fight back, but I came here to give you a beating, and a beating is what you’re going to get. With you on the carpet and me on top of you, you begin to try and roll me off of you to the side, but you are realizing that I am the bigger and stronger woman and that I’m not going anywhere. I glance over to the balcony where the curtain is open and fresh sea air fills the room. “Look Maria, it’s raining,” I say to you. As you turn your head towards the open sliding doors to see the rain, I hit you hard in the side of your cheek with a hard right fist. “Ha! Fooled you, bitch. It’s raining punches.” Swinging both of my arms now in wide semi-circular motions, I rain hard punches down into your left and right side boobs. The work I did on the heavy bag is really paying off as you make “uh uh uh” sounds each time I land a blow. “Shut up, Maria,” I tell you. The heavy bag doesn’t go “uh uh uh” each time I hit it. This draws a bit of laughter from the male audience, as I continue to make it rain punches.
