Sara Jean Underwood and Kelly Monaco ran into each other in a public place usually with other enemies that meant words said in a low volume. With Sara and Kelly, it meant a wrestling match. Now the police had to make them sign peace bonds to stay away. Separated by rooms when one signed, she was escorted out.
Sara could be heard screaming as she left first “Like all great blondes I left you beaten… Wish I beat you as bad as Little did that would have been sweet.”
Kelly Monaco fumed and when she was finally allowed to leave, she drove mad. She had to avoid Underwood for a short time. They had gone to far and Sara got the last dig in reminding Kelly of her greatest failure. In her physical prime she lost to Angela Little. She was humiliated by Little, and she has never tried to avenge it and had chances but always backed down from Angela Little and that had to change
Sara Underwood mocking her… Sara Underwood mocked her. She had been in war that seemed to never end because that dumbass blonde who couldn’t come to the realization, she was overrated. That overrated blonde bimbo had mocked her with her greatest failure. Enough was enough and for years she had a standing invitation for a rematch if she ever chose. Kelly called a friend “I want Angela Little now; do you hear me I want Angela Little. Then I want it to be known by Sara that she’s fucking NEXT. Sara and I end our feud our war ends.”
After the call Kelly pulled to the side of the road, she was so angry. At every turn there was Sara Underwood taunting her, beating her up. No one in her life of entertainment had gotten in her head like Underwood. Angela was close but that was always a fear because she screwed up. With Sara it felt like everyone thought Sara was the better woman. That was never true Sara was overrated but still Sara beat her like no other.
Being alone she had to admit that very fact. Sara had her beat at so many things so maybe she was the underdog. Kelly began to cry uncontrollably at the thought she wasn’t the pound for pound best playmate. That she wasn’t as Elite as she believed, and that Sara Underwood wasn’t going to stop until Sara beat her so bad no one absolutely NO ONE questioned which of them was better.
“I have to beat her.” Kelly hit the steering wheel “I JUST HAVE TO”
Unknown caller came up on Kelly’s display “Hello”
“So, you finally want to do it again do you” Angela Little squeaky voice was on the other end
“Yeah, Angela and I hope you kept yourself in shape because…”
“Oh, Kelly if you were hoping that I wasn’t in great shape still because I left the gaze of men then youre wrong and stupid as ever. I hear you still have trouble beating blondes with better bodies. So funny”
“Not about her its about…”
“I know what its about. For those first few years. You know what no phone talking I’ll say it to your face and then when you wake up from me smothering you out then you won’t have to worry about Sara or Hartley.”
“Lindsay…”
“Wow. Ok listen let’s not forget we are kind of old friends as well and never have I heard that in your voice and in fact that level of hate I hear when you talk about Sara that’s new… So yeah, Kelly if I have one fight left I’ll prove to you it was no fluke. I’ve watched you on tv, so I know your still in shape and I cant wait to prove to you that just like years ago my tits… Still better.”
A pin was dropped, and Kelly drove to it. Another cabin in the woods and boy was it woods she must have driven a mile and then saw Angelas vehicle. Kelly got worried she was being set up and walked around the cabin through the woods and finally got back to the front and walked up. There was Angela in the door just waving hi “Sara has been trying to get you to fight me for a while she is hoping you lose so you don’t have confidence, and she ends you.”
“What is it you want?”
“My daughter is in the business, so I do have cameras set up for her. I hope I’ll win but I hope she sees what could be waiting for her in ten years time. I don’t have much longer to do this so im glad you finally said rematch.” Then Angela headed in
Kelly walked in stayed in the doorway “You want your daughter to watch what I do to you.”
“And what I do to you. She wanted to be part of this and its not all glitz and glamor sometimes its painful and sometimes that pain is rewarding sometimes its not. Weve been talked about for so long and waited so long to fight again.”
There was a silence between the two and then they began to stare and the silence grew longer “Kelly last time you and I were at a cabin you wouldn’t shut up. You were absolutely unbeatable then I beat you. I don’t know what is more unnerving that commentary by you back then or this Monaco.”
“You want me to fight fine. I have always thought about this the one woman I never saw a rematch with. It got to a point where I was the only one who remembered until that bitch Sara was bringing it up. Now I want my revenge, but I know what this is and you want your kid to see it.”
Angela and Kelly stepped forward. Large tits just a small bit apart their eyes going up and down sizing the other up “You really got the Underwood fever. You will say anything to give yourself confidence. I’m confident, I’m not the same unexperienced playmate you bullied until I made a incredible comeback.”
“Underwood needs to be broken. It needs to end, and it will end. She legitimately without question beat me the first time. She almost had me the second and cheated … I hate her with every fiber but you… You I don’t like but you beat me and…”
“And blah. Kelly, we never liked each other, we never will like each other, and you wanted to teach me my role and you did… Its as Kelly Monaco’s bane. So, what do you want to do, talk or …” Angela pressed chests “Mine are better.”
“Guess you want to.” Kelly pushed away with tits but Angela never moved and that made Kelly scared.
Angela saw t hat and pressed her mental advantage. A twenty-year mind game that kept Kelly fucked up in the head. Angela got her arms wrapped around Kellys waist pressed her in tight. Tits vs Tits “You are as bad now as you were then.”
Angela let go and pushed Kelly away with only her tits. Kelly grimaced and Angela giggled “Did you giggle?”
“Uh …” Angela made it seem like she regretted it. “Yeah, I did.” Then smiled.
Kelly hit a right hand, and it made Angela stumble “I’m Kelly Monaco.” Angela smiled; Kelly was trying to convince herself. She was going to fuck with that head. Poor sara would regret putting her back with Kelly.
“You’re pathetic. That’s who you are and poor Sara thinking you are something great. Great at what.”
“Ok. Yeah, you want the mind game. Enough let’s go.” Angela heard that and cursed a little her plan back fired.
Kelly circled keeping hands in front of her but trying to keep her arms loose. Angela nodded “Look at Kelly acting like a real fighter. Sara never took that from you yet?” Angela faked rushing in.
Kelly was just pumping a jab. She wanted to stay calm, but she was scared and anxious to finally fight Angela Little again. Angela was succeeding in getting in Kellys head. Kelly had to concentrate here because she was starting to think of Sara Jean Underwood.
“So many years of you fearing me.” Kelly then dropped Angela with a punch.
“I just felt decades of nightmares leave my body through my fist… Get up bitch I got more. I got decades more.”
Angela scurried on her ass watching Kelly then got up “Yeah, I see the young Kelly in your eyes. The one who beat on me and beat on me, who dominated me. That’s the Kelly I want.”
