I think most males who have an interest in catfights imagine this. I have thought about this over the years.
Several women in particular, come to mind....
Yvonne, a lovely woman I worked with.
Dianne, a lovely quiet woman who lived just up the road from me.
Margaret, sadly passed away, she was one of my favourites.
There was also a beautiful Indian woman who worked in one of the shops near where I worked. I can't remember her name,
Barbara, who was a receptionist in one of the offices I visited, due to my job. (She was a different case, She had fought with a woman, long before I knew her)