Gawd, i really enjoyed marking her face with my nails, whatever else it achieves it'll certainly stop her getting off with Carlos, i mean, who could fancy a carved up lump of meat. She struggles like a wild thing under me. It has made her release me from her scissors and for that i am truely thankful, my ribs and thighs ache and burn and as she pushes me off i realise how close i came to being beaten. I roll away and as i do i take a kick to my back which once again makes my back arches in pain. I'm quick to my feet though, really i'd just like to lie there, catch my breath and nurse my wounded body but i know if i show any sign of weakness she'll be all over me like the cheap dress she came in.
I have a plan which has been floating around my head for a good minute so it's hardly refined but as i watch for her getting to her feet i put it into action.
With blood seeping from the tram lines that now adorn her face she staggers to her feet...and i'm ready. I rush at her, there isn't much room to rush anywhere but nevertheless i go for it. I dip my upperbody with the aim of slamming my shoulder into her stomach, then, as my arms go round her butt i look to lift her a lil off her feet and drive her back into the wall pinning her there for a moment before backing up just a lil and driving my shoulder into her stomach again. Trying to drive the fight out of this bitch and take my rightful place on Carlos' lap
