Dear Mistress Vicky,
I'm in a supermarket, checking out this drop dead gorgeous red head. She was mid twenty's, about 5'2”, 115 lbs, 32C and wearing a low cut white button blouse and a very, short black mini skirt, stockings and high heels. I'm watching from halfway down the isle as she's stretching to reach something on the top shelf. Suddenly this big blonde, mid forty's, about 5'9”, 200+ lbs, 40DD, comes walking down the isle at a fast pace. The red head had left her shopping cart in the middle of the isle, and the blonde shoved the cart out of the way, making the cart hit the red head. The red head screams, “what is wrong with you.” The blonde who was almost at the end of the isle turned and said, “You shouldn't leave your cart in the middle of the isle.” The blonde turned to keep on going. The red head screamed, “if you weren't such a fat pig, you could have squeezed through.” The blonde stops at the end of the isle and she turns around to face the red head, and she puts her hands on her hips and she starts telling off the red head, “you stupid little bitch, why don't you come over here and say that to my face.” I could see the red heads face turning redder and redder. The blonde laughs and says, “that's what I thought, you're nothing but a big mouth.” I couldn't believe how fast the red head was moving. She ran at the blonde and when she got about 5 feet away she started throwing wild hay-maker punches at the blonde's face. The blonde stumbled backwards and with each punch, the blonde's face became more bloody. Then she fell over onto her ass and the red head grabbed the blonde's blouse and she half ripped it and half pulled it up over her head, and the blonde's big white bra is exposed. By now there is a crowd gathered around and they're cheering the red head. The blonde started crying and screaming, “stop, stop enough.” The red head was nuts. She grabbed the blonde's hair and she started pulling hard at her hair, and she made the big blonde spin halfway around in a circle. The red head is behind her now and she unhooks her bra, and the blonde's big, tits are exposed in front of everyone. The red head is screaming, “who's the big mouth now you fat pig.” She walks around in front of the blonde and she screams, “you want me to stop, not until I teach you some manners.” Tears are streaming down the blonde's face, mixing her her blood and her makeup, and like a little baby the blonde cry's out, “noooooooooo.” The red head laughs and she yanks harder at the blonde's hair screaming right in the blonde's shocked face. “ I'm going to beat you up you fat bitch, until you you tell me how sorry you are for acting like a moron.” The blonde is crying even harder now and she screams, “please someone help me.” The red head let go of the blonde's hair and she started pounding her fists over and over again into the blonde's face. That's when the store manager and a couple of other men started trying to pull the red head off of the blonde, but the red head was really crazy and she started punching the men and kicking them. Then she turns around and punched the blonde's bloody face, as the blonde was crying hysterically and screaming, “I'm sorry, please I'm sorry, I'm a moron, I'm sorry, I'm a moron.” The men finally pulled the red head off of the blonde. Blood was dripping from the blonde's face, rolling off of her chin and onto her big, white bra and onto her stomach as the men struggled, trying to get her to her feet. The blonde was totally dazed and it took quite a whiule before she could stand up.
Lonnie
