Doesnt seem to be alot of fighting going on here Yumi, just alot of your self promoting back slapping by the looks of it!!
I spot you over the other side of the pool. I mutter to my g/ friend, look at that slapper over there with her bikini and stockings... Think i should call the fashion police and get her arrested as i point at you and giggle at you. As i do this you catch glimpse of us tittering at you. Your glare burns into me. I glare more intensely back at you, i flick my hair and raise a middle finger to you and smile ironically at you and mouth.... TRY IT BITCH at you...our glares intensify. You one side of the pool u begin to walk around to me....
I walk up to you and overhear your dimwitted banter.
I reply, "Bitch, I'm not just a slapper. I am more of a puncher, kicker and squeezer. Glad you climbed off the pole and finally joined the poll."
You take a weak swing at me. I dodge your press-on nails, grab a thick handful of your messy hair, pull you close and punch your belly four times. You curl in a ball and wince as my knuckles slam into your tawdry bellybutton ring.
I look at your electric pink bikini and smile...
"Thanks for bringing me a souvenir, bimbo!"
