As I swing, my tank flies into my face, blinding me. But from the impact of my fist, I know I clocked her good. I pull it from my face and toss it aside just in time to see her drop in what seems like slow motion. My first thought was to just pounce on her. She is on her side, trying to push herself up. Then I see my target. I step around to position myself, draw back, and plant the toe of my pink high heel directly into her navel. Those abs not feeling so rock solid this time. She curls up on her side, arms clutching her belly. I step back again, measuring, and drive my toe into the inside of her right tit like I was kicking a ball. The material of her dress wraps around my foot. Placing my hands on the wall for balance, hovered over her, I jerk my foot free and rip the dress. I inadvertently (but effectively) plant my foot onto her left tit as I bring my foot to the floor.