I shreik as I feel you heel connect with my knee and fall down clutching my left knee. looking through my messy hair at you, my eyes filled with equal hate and admiration. As I feel the pain shooting through my knee, I attempt to press up on my right foot and stand, but immediatly fall back down to my knee once I put my weight on it. Seeing you struggling to get up yourself, I once againt start to raise up on my foot, but this time instead of standing up, I press myself forward off my good foot knocking you to your back as I get atop you. Curling my legs up under your arm pits as move up on your stomach, one to sit on you, too to protect my bad knee from attack i lean over you, my breast hovering over your face as I clamp my hands around your neck. Not squeezing to kill, but trying to cut off your air flow to weaken you as much as possible.