London maintains her tight leg scissor lock around my chest. It's very tight. Clearly,London has been training for this match. My breathing is shallow. I can't get a full breath of air. I can only manage a few gasps of breath. London is squeezing hard and not letting up. She has my right hand held by the wrist and I cannot use it. I ball up my left hand in a fist and cock my arm back. I punch down hard in a downward trajectory, punching her solidly in her abdomen, just below her navel. I hear a high pitched shriek from London at the moment of impact of my blow. Her legs fly open and I am free. I /m able to get a lung full of air for the first time. I take a couple of deep breaths before I'll dive on her and get the pin. as London lies on the oily floor clutching her tummy in pain.
