Laura watched out her front window as Yvonne got into her car and
drove away. Finally, she thought. It was a sultry summer day. All day
Laura had been dying to go for a swim in her backyard swimming pool, but
she was reluctant to do so while Yvonne was home, fearing Yvonne might
want to join her. After her last encounter with Yvonne, she was the last
person Laura wanted to see.
Quickly Laura changed into her new white bikini and headed outside.
She dived into the cool water and began to swim laps until she was quite
tired. Then she climbed out of the pool and lay on her towel on the grass.
Soon she fell asleep. Some time later she was awoken by an icy sensation
on her stomach. Opening her eyes she saw Yvonne standing over her, touching
an ice cube to her stomach. "So, this time you really were asleep," Yvonne
said.
"Yeah," Laura replied, sitting up. "Now, what do you want?"
"I just thought I'd come over and sunbathe with my best friend."
Laura cursed under her breath. She desperately wanted to tell Yvonne to
leave, but she was afraid if she did Yvonne would refuse, and that would
lead to another physical confrontation. She said nothing as Yvonne removed
the shorts and t-shirt she was wearing, revealing a skimpy black bikini.
Sitting down next to Laura she removed a bottle of suntan lotion from the
pocket of her shorts and began to rub lotion over her body.
When she was finished, Yvonne offered the bottle to Laura. "No
thanks," Laura said.
"In that case could you rub some of it on my back?" Yvonne asked,
turning over onto her stomach. With a sigh, Laura took the bottle and
began to rub the lotion onto Yvonne's back. "Oh that feels good," Yvonne
said. "Speaking of things that feel good, that reminds me..."
"You're not going to start bragging about your sex life again, are
you, Yvonne?"
"Oh, sorry Laura, I should have realized that that's kind of a
sensitive area for you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Just that it must be tough going through life with no sex appeal."
"I wouldn't say that I have no sex appeal."
"I guess that explains all of the men who have been beating a path
to your door," Yvonne said sarcastically.
"That wasn't very nice."
Yvonne could tell from the tone of Laura's voice that her feelings
were really hurt. "Okay, okay. I take back what I said. I really shouldn't
make disparaging remarks about your body. After all, you had the nerve to
wear a bikini. If I had a body like yours I don't think I'd have the guts
to be seen in a bathing suit at all."
Laura knew this was a lie. Her body looked every bit as good in a
bikini as Yvonne's, and both women knew it. Still, her remark rankled.
"Watch it, Yvonne."
"All right, Laura. No more comments about your body, I promise.
I wasn't planning to talk about sex, anyway."
"Oh yeah, then what did you want to talk about?"
"Something I've discovered that I enjoy even more than sex."
"And what's that?"
"Fighting."
"What?"
"You heard me. Fighting with you the last time I was here was the
most fun I've had in a long time. So how about it?"
"What do you mean?"
"How about fighing me again?"
"You've got to be kidding."
"No, I'm serious. Come on. It would be fun."
"No way."
"Are you sure? You can't tell me you didn't enjoy fighting with me
the last time, at least a little."
"Yeah, it was really fun being punched in the stomach."
"I don't know what you're complaining about. After all, you're the
one who started the fight the last time I was here. Remember?"
"Like hell I did."
"Don't you remember? You're the one who shoved me first."
"But you're the one who sucker-punched me, remember?"
"I was just doing what it took to win. You can't blame me for that,
can you? You're just sore because I won last time. I never should have
brought it up. Forget I said anything. Come on, I'll do your back next."
Laura lay down on her stomach. "Now, doesn't that feel good," Yvonne
asked, rubbing the lotion on Laura's back.
"You know actually it does feel good," Laura replied.
"How about this?" Yvonne made fists of both her hands and began
to pound on Laura's back. "How does that feel?"
Cursing, Laura tried to get up, but Yvonne pushed her down and
straddled her back. "What are you doing?"
"What's the matter, Laura? Am I making you mad?"
"Yes."
"Mad enough that you want to fight me?"
"So that's what this is all about, huh?"
"That's right. I'm not letting you up until you agree to fight me."
"Then you're going to be there for a long time, because there's no
way I'm going to fight you."
"Okay. If you say so." Yvonne slapped the back of Laura's head.
"Will you fight me now?"
"Yes."
"Okay. You asked for it." Yvonne spent the next few minutes doing
anything she could think of to torment Laura. Grabbing Laura by the hair,
Yvonne pulled her head back, stretching Laura's neck painfully. "Now are
you ready to fight?"
"No."
"That's all right. I can stay here all day doing this. In fact,
this is almost as much fun as wrestling."
Desperate, Laura writhed around, trying to get out from under Yvonne,
but she only succeeded in rolling over onto her back. "Thanks," Yvonne
smiled. This is even better. Now I can do this." Yvonne slapped Laura's
face. "Plus, now I get to see the look on your face."
"You'd better stop that, Yvonne."
"Make me." Yvonne slapped Laura's face again. Laura swore.
Yvonne stuck her finger in Laura's face. "Just because I want
to fight you doesn't mean I'll put up with that kind of language from you."
Laura swore again.
"That's it," Yvonne said. She placed her hand over Laura's mouth.
"You can't say I didn't warn you. You know, I kind of wish your kids could
hear you using such language."
Laura realized it was time to give in to the inevitable. "All right,
Yvonne. You've got your way. Get up off of me and I'll fight you."
"I don't know if I even want to anymore. I'm having too much fun
doing this."
"What's the matter? Are you suddenly scared to face me now that I've
agreed to fight back?"
"Me? Afraid of you? Don't make me laugh." Yvonne stood up. "Come
on, Laura. Let's do this."
Laura stood up. Both women stood facing each other, hands on their
hips. Laura realized that she was actually looking forward to the rematch.
Their first fight had been somewhat one-sided, but that was mainly because
of the way it started.
Yvonne extended her right hand toward Laura. Laura backed away,
remembering how their last fight had started. Yvonne had startled Laura with
a sucker-punch to the stomach. Caught by surprise, Laura had let Yvonne get
the upper-hand immediately. Laura had been unable to overcome Yvonne's initial
advantage. Laura knew that she and Yvonne were actually pretty evenly matched
physically. She was confident that in a fair fight she had a pretty good
chance of winning and evening the score with her erstwhile friend.
"What's the matter? I just want us to shake hands before we start
fighting," Yvonne said.
Cautiously Laura reached out and shook Yvonne's hand. "May the better
woman win," she said.
"Just like last time," Yvonne replied.
Shading her eyes with her hand, Yvonne looked up at the sky. "Is it
okay to fight here, or will the sun be in your eyes." Laura did likewise.
"No, it'll be all right he.." Laura staggered back as Yvonne's
fist connected with her belly. Laura tried unsuccessfully to maintain her
balance. Within moments of Laura's body hitting the ground Yvonne was once
again straddling her. "Well her we are again," she said. "That was even
quicker than I thought it would be. Am I that good, or are you just that bad?
Probably a little of both, huh?"
Yvonne arched her back and brought both hands up to her head, as if she
were a model posing for a swimsuit layout. "Look at this. I don't even have
to work at it to beat you."
Laura began to writhe like she had the last time Yvonne had straddled
her. This time Yvonne lost her balance and Laura was able to escape. "You
have got to learn to control that cockiness, Yvonne, she said mockingly.
"It's hard not to be cocky when I'm competing with you," Yvonne
replied.
"Here, I thing I can help you with that problem." Laura attacked Yvonne
and the two ladies began to wrestle in earnest. Not another word was spoken,
only moans and cries of pain, until finally Laura managed to trap Yvonne in a
punishing scissor hold.
"Do you submit?", Yvonne asked.
"Yes, I submit."
Laura let go of Yvonne and stood up. "You know, you were right. That
was a lot of fun. We should really do this again sometime soon."
"Is that it? You're not going to take my top or make me admit you're
better than me or anything?"
"No, that's just not my style." Laura turned and walked away.
Before Laura was able to take more than a few steps, Yvonne got to
her feet and ran after Laura, tackling her. Then, wrapping her arms
tightly around Laura's throat, Yvonne held her in this position until she
stopped struggling. "It may not be your style, but it certainly is mine.
Now, if I let you out of this chokehold do you promise not to fight back."
Laura tried to speak but was unable. "Oh, I see you've lost your voice, you
poor thing," Yvonnne said. "That's all right. Just nod your head if you
agree." Laura nodded. Yvonne released Laura from her chokehold.
While Laura lay gasping for breath, Yvonne started to untie
Laura's bikini top. Between , Laura managed to say defiantly, "Go ahead.
Take my top. You could strip me for all I care. I really don't mind being
naked."
"Oh, I don't plan to take your top, Laura." Yvonne finished
removing Laura's top. Then she used it to tie Laura's wrists together
behind her back. She stood up. "Don't worry, Laura, I'll be back in a few
minutes to untie you. I just want to get my camera so I can take a few
pictures for my scrapbook." Yvonne started to walk away. After a few
steps, she turned around and came back. "Actually, as long as you don't
mind being naked I might as well take this," she said, reaching down and
removing Laura's bikini bottom.
"I just want to say one more thing, Laura. You were right. We
really should do this again sometime. In fact, I'm sure we will."
