[sinclairfan]

From:  Bryanne
To:  Jack
Date:  Wed July 5, 2017.   10:20PM
Subject:  Sheila fought that bitch again

OMG Jack you're never gonna believe this.  Sheila and that bitch from New York just had an amaze-balls catfight at Sheila's house--I just got done watching it on Sheila's security camera.  This was after I spent the afternoon bringing the bitch back to her hotel, then cleaning up the blood and broken furniture at Sheila's.

Let's see, where should I start.  I got home from the lake this afternoon, and I got an email from Sheila that the homewrecking bitch was outside Sheila's house in an Uber.  So i raced over there at 70 mph knowing the fight was probably already over, and i get there and the two of them, Sheila and Sherry, are lying on the floor, both cut and unconscious and naked.  And Sheila's den is like a twister went thru it--smashed tables and ottoman, tipped over tv's and lamps--basically nothing standing but the sectional.  So I'm like fuck, I have to get the bitch the heck out of here before she finishes Sheila off.  So I get a wet towel and revive her and make sure none of her cuts are still bleeding and i throw a bathrobe on her and she says can i take her back to her hotel, which I Do, praying the whole way that no cop stops me and asks why There's a battered woman in my car in a bathrobe with no underwear.  (I have no doubt the bitch would have thrown me under the bus.)  And I bring her to her room--She walked by herself, so if anything is broken inside of her IT'S nothing that affects walking--and ask her if She's gonna be ok and she says yes thank you I always liked you better than your sister.

So now I swing back to Sheila's thinking how could I have left her on the floor what if SHE'S not ok.  Feeling guilty the whole way maybe I should have taken care of her first.  But I get back to Sheila's and Sheila is in the tub and says thanks for coming by and that she'll take care of cleaning up herself but can I clean up the den just throw everything away put it out on the curb garbage day is tomorrow.

So I basically go out to the garage and put on workflows and grab a garbage bin and jyst start tossing stuff--Ottomans with all 4 legs broken off, and smashed TV stand and 2 busted big screen tv's, 3 or 4 end tables, a couple mini-coffee tables, 2 smashed glasses, and shreds from Sherry's blue and white clothes and Sheila's red clothes.  Then i roll up the three throw carpets on the floor caked in blood and hair and take them out. Finally I get a dustpan and a broom and sweep the floor until the long sectional is the only thing in the room.

By now Sheila is out of the tub and in her bed and now I need a bath and I take one.  And then I wash up and dry off and check on Sheila, whose beat up but no apparent open cuts or broken bones and we start wondering where the fuck is Peter and Sheila is like if the bastard's not home yet he's with the homewrecker just fuck it and fuck him.  And I finally ask Sheila so what the fuck happened between you and her and Sheila tells me how to playback their security camera I can go watch while she sleeps.

Jack OMG I swear to god this is what happened.  So Sherry walks into Sheila's house and her blonde hair is all curled and hairsprayed and She's wearing this stylish blue sheer top and while skirt and makeup all on her face, and Sherry is dressed in a formal red business dress and her hair done up.  And the two of then are shoulder bumping and saying wanna fight wanna fight and other trash talk to quiet to hear.  And then Sheila says She's an angry drunk when she drinks does Sherry wanna sit with her and have a drink or two first and Sherry says oh good I'm and angry drunk too how about vodka and Red Bull cuz that makes me violent and Sheila says I can do the next best thing how about vodka and Monster and Sherry says well you suck as a bartender but that's fine Let's talk about all the other things you suck at too.  So the two of them are on the sectional, both turned to the camera, totally insulting each other--you suck in bed/ Petey doesn't seem to think so/ fuck you then why is he married to me /because you're a controlling witch .  On and on slowly building up to a fight.

So they finish their drinks and they're about to stand but instead Sherry puts her head down and charges Sheila and Sheila deflects the charge and literally throws Sherry over the back of the sectional.  And they're cussing and screaming and on the floor rolling rolling rolling knocking over lamps and Sherry's blue top is off and her tits are out and Sheila's dress is sliding down her body and then they're up and they keep bullrushing each other and they're starting to figure out that if you just stand there you get bullrushed and you front gets slammed by the other woman and your back gets slammed by a tv or an end table or a wall.  So they're bullrushing bullrushing bullrushing each other destroying every standing piece of furniture in the room except the sectional is the only thing that can withstand their collisions.

So after one collision into a flat screen tv the tv falls between them and they lose their footing and There's a mini-Ottoman which Sherry takes by the legs and tries to slam it down on Sheila's head.  But it misses and shatters on the floor and two of the wooden legs are sitting between them.  And just like Reina and I were using the tree branches in our fight in the woods like spears, Sheila and Sherry each grab an Ottoman leg and are trying to spear each other in the face and chest with the shattered legs.  Except now There's so many tipped over lamps and tables and the 2 pain in the ads big screen tv's on the floor plus the big clunky sectional that you can't take two steps withoutg tripping or cutting you feet.  So they both just throw the ottoman lags at each other and now they grab hair and they fall onto the sectional in a mad catball.  And their just clawing and grabbing at each other face and chest and they're completely topless now but their skirts are both on so now they tear at each others skirts and start pulling and clawing at each others crotches and the fight is just as angry as when it started and now they both lock on between each others legs and start torturing each other and each one is trying to end the fight now and so they each grab the other in a headlock and now they're off the sectional onto the cluttered floor and grabbing each other by the shoulders and trying to push each other into the debris sort of back to bullrushing but doing it on the floor on their knees now. 

And now they each have their legs tangled in a furniture pile but their upper bodies are still free within swinging distance of each other's faces.  So they both start swinging and landing direct point blank punches to each other's faces.  And neither can really back off so they're both landing direct blows back and forth back and forth and Sherry's got a big cut over her right eyelet so of course Sheila starts concentrating her punches there and Sheila's nose is starting to bleed so of course now all of Sherry's punches are to Sheila's nose and they're pinned in place and neither can get up and the punches keep raining down but they're getting weaker and weaker as they're both at their limit Sheila takes one last haymarker and connects and Sherry is out, but Sheila just lays her head down.  And that's how I found them.

So, I'm gonna spend the night with Sheila.

Still no word from Pete.  He's obviously with the bitch, I guess cuz She's hotter.  Jack, you would never leave me just because a hotter woman made a play for you, would you?


Xoxoxo, Bryanne.




From:  Peter
To:  Sheila
Date:  Thursday. 7/6/17. 1:15AM
Subject:  I want a divorce

Sheila, I of course know what happened between you and Sherry this afternoon.  You should contact a divorce attorney before the weekend, since you'll be served with papers either later today Thursday or more likely Friday.  I'm sorry.  The papers will have my attorney's name and phone number.  If you have anything else to say to me, you should communicate it through him.  I will do the same through whatever attorney you designate.



From:  Reina
To:  Bryanne
Date:  Thursday. July 6, 2017. 8:55am
Subject:  A request

Bryanne--it's Reina.  I bought a ticket into Minnesota for this morning when I found out yesterday the fight was going to happen.  I'm here with my sister now.  She told me you brought her back to the hotel here, so thank you for that.  She also asked me to tell you that she does have one request of you (and me).  She asked if I could pick up from you the disk with the security camera recording of the fight.  Since Petey and her are now an item, they'd like to watch it together.  Please let me know where I can pick it up from you.

Your "friend",
Reina


To be continued??.......

[sinclairfan]

From:  Bryanne
To:  Reina
Date:  Thurs July 6, 2017. 9:58am
Subject:  RE:  A request

Reina, you are not my friend.  But you already know that.  Just like I know that you were not authorized by your homewrecking sister to call her and Pete an "item"--I'm not expert on divorce (I'll leave that to your trailer trash family), but I know that Pete's negotiating position is compromised if he officially abandons his home before divorce proceedings even start.  Oh, and he will have to negotiate, because unlike your slut sister's divorce, this one is not going to mediation.

So, why did you contact me?  I'm thinking 2 reasons.  First, you want to see the recording of the fight.  And second, you want an excuse to encounter me again.

Well, I can accommodate both of those, you New York trash bitch.  I have a copy of the disk.  I'm on Randall Drive, only yellow house.  I'm home alone Friday morning, 10am.  Stop by.  We'll watch the fight together.  IT'S primal as fuck.  Hope you have the stomach to watch your sis KO'd.  It's a beautiful sight.

Then, Let's you and I "chat".  cxnt.

Never your friend,
Bryanne


From:  Reina
To:  Bryanne
Date:  Thursday 7/6/2017. 2:15pm
Subject:  RE:  A request

10am.  Make popcorn.

[ralbright2010]

Excellent work as always! Thanks for another entertaining tale of female rivalrd the reulting mayhem. This is one if your best!

[tr0tz]

Awesome story - very, very entertaining!

Can't wait to read about Reina and Bryanne fighting it out. I'd expect Sheila and Sherry to be there too - to watch for their sisters safety. And Sheila is in desperate need for revenge on Sherry, having lost her husband to her rival. They need to have one final fight to end their feud.

[sinclairfan]

From:  Bryanne
To:  Jack
Date:  Fri July 7, 2017. 3:13pm
Subject:  I miss you, Jack

OMG, baby, I need to read this whole email.  Please don't stop halfway thru, ok?  Let me get straight to the point--here I was all angry at the homewrecker who broke up Sheila and Pete and worried about losing you to some hot floozy, and, well, I crossed some lines with Reina today.  NO I did NOT have sex with her, and NO I don't have feelings for her.  I guess what I'm saying is--i don't want to do anything behind your back like Pete was going behind Sheila's back, ok?

So here it is.  The whole awkward, embarrassing truth about what I did with Reina today.

Ok, baby, so Thursday night, Reina emailed me.  She must have gotten my email from Pete.  She snuck it from him, because Pete had already started divorce proceedings against Sheila, so any communicating they're doing is thru lawyers.  They both have a shitload at stake--between the 2 of them, they have over $3 million in assets they're going to be fighting over.

So Reina's contacting me was something she was doing on her own.  And I guess I felt a mini-rush of danger at her doing that.  Mistake 1.  Mistake 2 was she said she knew about the disk recording of Sheila and Sherry's fight.  Baby, I know I told you about it.  But I left two things out.  I left out that I've been watching it almost constantly--I'm not counting, but I must be over 50 times already.  And, baby, when I do watch it, I masturbate.  Is that wrong?  Baby, all I can think about is Sherry and Sheila in that den-- the clothes they were wearing before, their hair all done up before, their tacking each other, their clothes coming off, using the ottoman legs as weapons, and then the face punching at the end.  The grunting sounds they were making.  Baby, just thinking about it, I can barely keep typing this email.  I just want to go back in the living room and turn it on and then turn myself on.  So, when Reina asked where she could meet me to pick up the disk, I knew she wanted to watch it too.  And I wanted to see if it would affect her the way it affects me.

So I invited her over to my place.  Alone.  Baby, that was crossing a line.  I should never be alone with someone without telling you.  I'm sorry baby, but please understand I wasn't going to, and didn't have sex, with her, ok?  If anything I hate her, ok?

I guess that's my big confession, baby.  Please keep reading this.  We didn't have sex.  Let me tell you what did happen.

So an Uber dropped Reina off at my house.  I was hoping we wouldn't fight right away, but I didn't know if our hormones would get the better of us.  They didn't.  Something about being together without our big sisters knowing took away the tension between her and me.  We were still enemies, not with a hot feud in progress.  So I invited her in, and we both took a sigh of relief that we could took a bit without a brawl breaking out.  At least not yet.

And when I finally looked up at her face, I saw the scars from the scratches I had given to her in our 2 fights in New York and Connecticut.  And I was like, shit, I think that's the worst I've ever hurt a girl.

And she broke the awkward silence.  She said "I'll show you mine if you show me yours."  Which was kinda a funny line.  She meant we should show each other our pics of our sisters' injuries.  So we both took out our cellphones, and shit, Jack, Sherry's eye is still swollen shut and the cut on her eyelid still looks open.  And her boobs are just covered with blue and purple bruises.  And so then I showed Reina Sheila's nose, and the huge bruise between her eyes, and the parts of her shoulders and collarbone and shoulder blades where the ottoman legs caught her.

So by now, we both want to watch the fight.  Which is pretty much why we're there.  We both realize by now we have nothing in fucking common with each other.

Do you hear me, Jack?  This is important for what happens next.  Reina and I have nothing in fucking common.  I have no desire to be around her, to be friends with her, to be pen pals with her.  Ok?

And so i pop in the disk.  And we watch from the beginning.  Or Reina's watching the video.  I'm watching her.  To see how long she can resist touching herself.  And she knows I'm watching her, even though it'S just out of my peripheral vision, I'm not staring at her.

So I can tell Reina is torn.  She's fucking turned on by every moment of the fight.  But She doesn't want to masturbate in front of me.  She's doing her New York gang banger tough girl act.  But She's fucking loving the fight.  And She's getting frustrated at not being able to release her arousal.  And I'm getting frustrated at her not masturbating in front of me, because I want to see her give in.  I start thinking to myself, this bitch never gave in our fights no matter how hard I kicked her ads.  And She's not giving in to her urges now.

So we make it all the way thru the video.  And it restarts from the beginning, and we're still watching.  So now IT'S Game On between the bitch and me, because IT'S like, ok, you've seen the video, you know how the fight ends--why are you watching again?  And we both know we're turned on by it.  So we break the awkward silence again and start dropping in digs to each.  "You can rub yourself off now, if you need to."  "I'm not offended if you put your hands down your pants."  "I can give you some privacy if you need it."  "My bathroom is right over there, feel free to use it."  "I can tell by your nipples that you're aroused, slut, you can hide it from me."  "You'll cum first slut."  And our voices are starting to shake as we talk, but now hurling the putdowns at each other might be the final straw that puts us over the edge.

So, on the 3rd time thru the video, on the part where Sheila and Sherry are both bleeding and on their knees punching each other in the face and grunting primally, i cum, loud, like no way to hide it.  But my squirming from my cumming makes Reina cum, and she cums 4 times louder than me. 

And we're both satiated but we keep watching the video for a little bit.  I guess if it was the 1970s this is the part where we'd both smoke a cigarette.  But instead there's awkward silence.  And now we come down from our arousal, and what we're seeing on the TV becomes just a little less sexy.  Now IT'S just 2 women fighting over a cheating man. A man we both realize will leave both of them eventually.  And as our arousal we recedes even more, IT'S not just 2 women, we each see one of the women as our sister.  And we see our sister getting the shit beat out of her.

So now there's awkward silence, without the sexiness.

So we both want the meeting over.  So I give Reina the copy of the disk I had made for her, and which I thought we might fight over.  But no fight.  I just gave it to her, and she awkwardly left.

So, baby, that's my story.

Are we ok?  We're not like Sheila and Pete, are we?

Love and Kisses,
Bryanne xoxoxoxo

[JuliaVargas]

Loving the whole story, but this last excerpt is fucking hot!

[sinclairfan]

Skype conversation, Saturday July 8, 2017, 9:05pm

Bryanne:  Hello?  Reina?

Reina:  Yeah, it's me.  Thanks for answering.  Can we talk?

B:  Yes, actually there's been something I've her meaning to tell you.  And ask you.

R:  Uh-oh.  Nothing bad, I hope??

B:  No, no, nothing like that.  By the way, where are you right now?  Still in Minnesota?

R:  No, hadda get back to New York.  I have work tomorrow.

B:  Oh, shoot.  I was gonna offer to have you over.  This is awkward, so I'll get right to the point.

R:  Ok.  Go.

B:  Reina, I need to tell you--or maybe ask you--i don't know--this is awkward--Reina, I can talk to you, and I want to--But just so you know, I'm straight.  In fact, I have a boyfriend.  More on that later.

R:  No, no, no, that's totally cool.  I'm straight, too, you know.  Well, except maybe this one time at college....

B:  <<<<Laughs>>>> Oh, phew, good.  Reina, you say some funny things sometimes.

R:  Oh, thanks.  Funny in a good way, I hope?

B:  YES!!  Totally.  Now, on the boyfriend, 2 things about him.

R:  Ok, go, I'm listening.

B:  Ok, first.  Yesterday when you were over, I felt totally guilty not telling him about you.  So I did last night.  I mean, not your email address or cell number anything.  Just that, we had, like hung out.  Ok?  I felt like I needed to.

R:  I can see that.  And what's the second thing?

B:  Ok, this is the awkward part.  Umm.  So, after I, like, confessed to him or whatever, we got into bed, and we were doing it...

R:  ....o...k....

B:   ....and, umm, he wasn't doing anything wrong, but, I, umm, I was totally not aroused at all.  Or not by him.  To get turned on, I had to think about our sisters fight video.  Or not even just that.  I needed to think about watching it with you.  Do you understand what I'm saying?...

R:  Welllllll,........, actualllyyy......

B:......yes?......

R:  So, the whole flight home, I was, like, holding inside my purse the disk with the video to the fight on it.  And the whole time, I must have had the guiltiest look ever on my face, because all I can think is, What if security takes the disk and asks me what's on it, or make me put it in a laptop and play it?....

B:.....oh, shit, can you imagine?....

R:.....or, What if walking thru a machine erases it or damages it or something?  Well, I make it home, and I run to my bedroom and pop it in my laptop, to make sure it works.....

B:  .....aanndd?.....

R:....and it works.  And, I, like, I can't stop fucking watching it....

B...  I know....that's Like, me, too.....welcome to my world....

R.....so, I watch, and watch, and, I'm, like, I need to watch it with you.....

B:.....is there way to do that?

R:   There is!!  I figured it out.  Look, open what I just started sharing.

B:  Wait....wait, oh good!!  Look at that!!

R:  I know, cool ,huh?  So, is now a good time?

B:  Yes, and if it wasn't, I'd make it a good time.  But, Reina, can I ask you something first? 

R:  Yes, sure.

B:  Have you ever, like, well,....like, what was the worst fight you ever got in with your sister?

R:  As in, fighting against her?

B:  No, no....I mean, like, you and her fighting one other girl.  Or two other girls?

R:  Well, there was this one time, so, growing up, I had to finish my senior year of high school at a new public school, because my Catholic school closed....

B:  God, that must suck....

R:  ....tell me about it.  So, anyways, this one bitch in particular is bullying me, or testing me, whatever.  So, she and I make an <<<<air quotes>   "appointment"  at apark after school, cuz We're gonna fight.  Except, the bitch's older sister finds out, so she announces she's gonna fight me instead.  And then my sister somehow finds out, and now she's gonna fight the other girl....

B:  So, did any of the fights happen?

R:....well, so, like, half the school hears, including these pain in the ass boys, who anytime Sherry and the other girl's fight goes to the ground, decide they need to interfere, like, what?, IT'S not a fight if the fights on the ground?.....so that afternoon was total bs...but....

B:   <<<<<anxiously>>>>...but??....

R:  But Sherry and I have a serious beef against these 2 bitches, so We're not letting them out of it that easy.....

B:.....of course not.....

R:.....so we make arrangements to meet them in our backyard on Friday night.  And we have this 2on2 total brawl, where we like, pair off, and I'm fighting not just my bully but her sister, too;  and Sheila's fighting not just the other girl, but my bully too....

B:.....hot.....And did you two kick the shit out of them?

R:  Pretty much.  The original bully got hit somehow and pretty much gave up, so Sherry and I had the sister 2on1 and let's just say we made sure she would remember to never fuck with either of us again.

B:  That's hot.  I'm hot.

R:  I wanna here a story about you our Sheila or both.  But first I wanna watch the video.

B:  Me, too.  Can you start it?

R:  Here goes.

B:  mmmmmmmmm.....

R:  Mmmmmmmm.....

[sinclairfan]

Skype conversation, Sunday July 9, 2017, 7:16pm

Bryanne:  Hey there.  Guess what I was just doing?

Reina:  Watching the video?  Which part?

B:  Here, let me show you.  Right.....here.

R:  Mm, I love this part.  Going straight for the pubes.  Wanna know what gets me off on this part?

B:  No, tell me.

R:  That they were both sleeping with the same guy here.  And knew it.

B:  Mmmm, I know.  Like, they're both claiming him here.  I love it.

R:  I know.  Hey, by the way, you owe me a story of a fight your sister was in.  Make it a true one, tho, not made up.

B:  Ok, hmm.  Ok, I got one.  So, I'll never forget, Sheila had just moved back out here to Minneapolis, and I was 21 or 22 and was at a bachelorette party at a dive bar way out in the sticks.  Now, I still wasn't used to going out to bars yet....

R:.....Mmmmm, I smell a barfight coming....

B: ......well, hold on, not exactly.  Anyways, I admit we were being loud and obnoxious.  And there was a group of locals who we were annoying.  Well, I make the mistake of going in the restroom alone.....

R:  ....rookie mistake.....

B:  ....big time.....and one of the local girls corners me in there.  Now, neither of us were looking for a fight right there, but she pretty much told me not to come in there at happy hour anymore.  Which, of course, guaranteed I would be there same time same day next week.....

R:  ....of course......

B:.....and I tell Sheila I could use "back up".  Well, next week, I'm there with Sheila.  And this girl who confronted me has another girl with her.  And Sheila doesn't wait long and just challenges the other girl to go out to the alley with her......

R:  mmmm....so you all 4 fought, or just the 2 of them?

B: Just them 2.  Sheila scared off my nemesis by dropping the other girl.

R:.....mmmm, did either of you go back there again?

B:  Ha!  Yes!.  But not for a few weeks.  And by then all was forgotten.

R:  Sheila can be a badass.  I love how she punches here.

B:  mmmmmmmmm......

R:  mmmm...........

B:  That day in the Dunk in Donuts, did you think you would have to fight her?

R:  If she kicked my sister's ass, yes.

B:   Mmmmm.....

R:  Ohhhhh....ohhh.....

To be continued.....

[sinclairfan]

From:  Bryanne
To:  Reina
Date Mon. July 10, 2017 1:07am
Subject:  Ever fight your sister?

Het, Reina, I remembered something I've been meaning to ask.  I forgot on Skype because I guess I was, umm, too excited, ha!  So I'll ask you here.  Growing up, I know you told me about a fight you and Sherry were in on the same side.  But growing up, did you two ever have a fight against each other for any reason.
I'll tell you about a bad one Sheila and I had.  At the tail end of her living at home, she had her own bedroom, and as long as she kept it clean, no one was allowed in, not even our parents.  Well, I'm a nosy little sister, and one of my boy cousins who I had a total crush on was over, and he dares me to go in.  Which I do, and then am also holding Sheila's diary in my hand.  So of course, at that exact moment she walks in.  Well, you would think if anything would cause two sisters to hairpull, it would be that, except Sheila was madder than a hornet and just came as me with fists and feet.  Except I don't want to take a beating in front of my cousin, so I come back at her just as hard, and I held her off until my mom heard us.  But that was definitely our worst fight ever.
Have a good Monday at work,
Bryanne


From:  Reina
To:  Bryanne:
Date:  Monday 7/10/17. 6:38AM

Wow, your mom was different than ours.  Our mom would have made Sherry and I finish that fight, not broken it up.
In fact, That's exactly what she did once.  Our mom was talking out on the street to two neighbors.  And Sherry and I and one of the neighbor girls are inside the house, and Sherry and I are pulling hair over something I'm sure was totally stupid.  And the neighbor girl runs outside to the parents, Sherry and Reina are fighting!  Sherry and Reina are fighting!
Well, our mom runs into the house, locks the door, sets on a chair, and says, "Now you two can finish that fight right here right now."  And Bryanne, she was serious.  She made us fight till there was a winner.  And then when it was over, she said, "Now don't you two girls ever forget, if you ever start a fight, you better be the one to finish it."
True story,
Reina

[sinclairfan]

From:  Bryanne
To:  Reina
Date:  Mon. July 10, 2017. 10:10pm
Subject:  FW: Word of Warning

Reina--see below what your sister sent to be tonight.  Are you thinking what I'm thinking?!?!?    :-p
From:  Sherry
To:  Bryanne
Date:  Monday 7/10/2017. 9:44PM
Subject:  Word of Warning

Bryanne--seeing as your slacker sister always seems to make you clean up her messes, literally and figuratively, I thought you may be willing to convey to her warning.  Not a threat.
I know how divorce works (I've just lived thru it) during the asset liquidation phase.  Specifically, the cohabitation arrangements while the marital house is on the market.  I know that Peter is not allowed to abandon the house, and therefore he and Sheila will be cohabiting.
Please communicate to your sister that she better not get any ideas about getting physical with Peter while they are under the same roof.  If she does, t hen things will get physical between her and me.  Peter is MINE now.  The sooner she makes that adjustment, the easier the transition will be on her.
Capishe?



From:  Reina
To:  Bryanne
Date:  Tues Jul 11, 2017. 5:11am
Subject:  Ding-ding-ding!

I'm thinking exactly what you're thinking.  Let me tie up some loose ends here.  I can be back out there this weekend.  Let's make this happen.  Sorry for the short note--need to go rub one out now.
Xoxoxo,
Reina

[ThumperAlpha]

Please let there be more

[sinclairfan]

Skype conversation, Wednesday July 12, 2017. 5:10pm

Reina:  Hey, there!  Missed ya last 2 nights!

Bryanne:  I know!  Sorry!!  Bad summer thunderstorms here, wi-fi was out!  Speaking of which, I had an idea for this weekend's Sheila-Sherry fight!

Reina:  Ooooo, tell me!

Bryanne:  Well, my backyard is low lying, and it's grassy but the water is puddling on it.  I was thinking of having them bitchfight on the grass.  Like, splashing in the tepid water when they go to the ground.

Reina:  Love it!!  Are we gonna, like, go to hell for baiting them into this fight.

Bryanne:  Ok, don't even go there!  Your sister is a brazen husband stealer, no offense to you.  And mine is an online poser.  Plus, they dragged us into THEIR fight. 

Reina:  That's true.  I'm glad things never got so bad between you and me that we couldn't talk like We're talking now.

Bryanne:  Me, too.  I like talking to you. Plus you make me laugh.

Reina:  So, I'LL be in Minneapolis Friday afternoon.  When are we thinking I should bring my sister over to fight?  And are you gonna email her back?

Bryanne:  Yes, tonight I'm gonna tell Sherry that i caught Sheila fucking Pete, and that Sheila is gonna be at my place Saturday if she wants to confront her.

Reina:  Cool.  And will Sheila know they're gonna fight?

Bryanne:  I'm gonna wait and see if Sherry blows a fuse at Sheila and Pete fucking.  If she writes something really bitchy, he'll yes I'LL show Sheila.

Reina:  Cool.  So I'LL bring my sister.  And you and I will take the video on our iPhones?

Bryanne:......and watch together later, like this on Skype.

Reina:  Love it.  I can't take it anymore--start sharing the disk fight.

Bryanne: mmmmmmmm

Reina:   mmmmmmm....

[sinclairfan]

From:  Bryanne
To:  Sherry
Date:  Wed 7/12/17. 7:15PM
Subject:  Sheila and Pete are fucking

Sherry--I was over at my sister's house today to see if she wanted to go out to dinner with me, and, I don't know how else to say this, but, Sheila and Pete were in their bedroom fucking.  Like, really loud.  I was considering whether I should gracefully leave, but they thought I might be the real estate agent coming for a showing, so they, ummm, finished, and then Sheila came to talk to me.
Sherry, I asked her what the deal is, if the divorce is off.  Sheila said that she and Pete have been seeing each other so much at divorce meetings, which he's been taking time off work for, that she was crushing on him.  She said, then, when they put the house on the market, they decided it was just easier to keep one bedroom clean than two, that they were together in bed more than they were before the filing, that she just couldn't help herself, and they've been fucking better than they have in years.
Sherry, I told her I didn't think that would go over well with you, and she said you and her can "chat" about arrangements going forward.  Sheila is going to be at my place Saturday.  I'm on Randall.  Pete won't be there.  Maybe, can you be there at 10 in the morning?  Let me know.
Bryanne

From:  Sherry
To:  Bryanne
Date:  Wednesday 7/12/2017  11:03PM
Subject:  RE:  Sheila and Pete are fucking

Bryanne--as usual, your freeloading sister puts you in the middle.  I know the type--wants what she can't have.  Tell her that, yes, on Saturday, I will give her a lesson in how divorce works, how your ex isn't yours anymore.  But tell her this time, the fight isn't going to stop until one of us is defeated.  I'm going to bring my sister, but I'm going to tell her I want you and her to stay out of it.  Tyhis is between Sheila and me--one of us needs to wreck the other.
I'LL be there Saturday morning.
Sherry

[ralbright2010]

This is becoming an epic tale with an interesting cast of characters. Can't wait to read the rematch

[sinclairfan]

From:  Bryanne
To:  Jack
Date:  Saturday July 15, 2017  8:38am
Subject:  Please come over here!!!!

Jack, I've been trying to call, but you're not picking up.  I know I neglected you all week, and yes it was because of Reina from New York.  But Jack, Sheila and I really need your help.
Jack, Reina and I were Skyping and texting during the week.  We were watching the security video of Sheila and Sherry's catfight, and i don't know why but we got completely obsessed with it.  Watching it together, talking about it, masturbating to it. 
This is so bad, please don't get mad at me, but we wanted to get Sheila and Sherry into another fight, and film it on our cellphones.  So we told Sherry this story that Sheila and Pete were fucking again, since they need to live together while their house is being sold.  Well, that did the trick, because Sherry wanted to confront Sheila about that, and we decided on my place Saturday morning, and the Reina would fly in from New York and drive Sherry here.  And Sheila and Sherry would fight, while Reina and I enjoyed the view.
Except things started going wrong right away.  We decided to meet at 10:00, but at 6:30 Sheila and I hear outside "Rise and shine, bitches!!".  And we know it's them, even though Sheila is still in her bathrobe.  But That's ok, she's ready to fight Sherry 24/7.
So, we go out to the backyard, and I'm expecting and hug or fistbump from Reina, but she's giving me this New York tough girl attitude, and she goes "You and me have a beef."  And we go over where Sheila and Sherry can't hear us, and she goes "You fucking double crosser.  You encouraged Sheila to seduce Pete."  And I go, Who fucking told you that?  And Reina goes, Pete told Sherry and Sherry told me.  And I'm like, "Sheila and Pete are adults, they fuck who they want and not who I tell them.  But anyways, what the fuck do you care??"  And she blurted out, "Because now the divorce is on hold and we need Pete's money!!!!".  And she gets sheepish, because she knows she said too much.
So, by this point it's obvious Reina and I are arguing.  So Sheila and Sherry come over, and they ask what's going on.  And I go to Sheila, "Reina here just admitted to me that Sherry is just after Pete for his money."  And we all get quiet, because Sherry is missed at her little sister, but doesn't want to break ranks with the girl who has her back with a major 2x2 brawl imminent.  But even Sheila and I have some tension, because this little tidbit about the divorce being off hasn't been disclosed by Sheila to me, and the whole week of collaboration between me and Reina isn't known to Sheila.
So it's a pretty toxic formula.  Four women who haven't had their morning coffee yet.  2 in bathrobes.  Secrets is every combination.  Big sisters being protective of their little sisters, and vice versa.  2 women totally sexually frustrated because they thought they were about to witness a catfight, and now know we are going to participate, and get injured, in one.  And no video to watch later.  Shit, I think to myself.  All that planning down the drain.
So all 4 of us are standing in silence.  All of us are afraid to talk, because we all have a secret we don't want 1, 2, or 3 of the others to hear.  We know the fight is about to break out. 
Sheila breaks the silence.  "All set financially, huh, Sherry?  I should have suspected that one.  Women who have money don't talk about it."  And Sherry goes, "They just spread their legs and collect some more apparently....."  And Sheila doesn't let Sherry finish the sentence, and she bullrushes her and tackles her like in their den fight, except they're outside in a yard now so there's no furniture or walls to crash into, so they land in the grass in a catball, with Sherry tearing Sheila's bathrobe off and mauling Sheila's tits. 
And Reina and I look at each other, and look at the catchall, and look at each other.  And I take off my bathrobe and let it drop to the ground.  And I motion at her to come get me, and we hear Sherry and Sheila's skin slapping together and them hissing insults at each other.  And Reina strips off her tank top and let's her short shorts fall to the ground, showing she has no underwear at all.
And both of our tits are completely aroused, and we square up and circle each other in a boxing stance.  And the sound of Sheila and Sherry's catfight is getting us more and more aroused.  And we stare each other in the eyes, and start throwing left jabs at each others tits.  Not playful, total streetfight serious jabs, but at our tits.  And grunting when we get hit.  Jack, I never felt pain like that.
And now the summer morning sun is above the trees, and it's so humid, and our bodies are soaked in sweat, and sweat goes flying off of us with every connected jab.  And Sheila and Sherry's skin is still slapping together next to us, and they're moaning like in a porno.
And I recognize in Reina's grunting, from when we were masturbating on Skype, the sound she makes when she's ready to start cumming.  So I jab her a couple more times, and then we both clinch together and line up our bodies and dig our hands into each others ass cheeks.  And we start grinding each others bodies against each other, including our faces, and her heavy breathing into my nose makes me just explode in an uncontrollable  orgasm, and I pull her close to me and we cum together long and hard and fall onto the grass.
But we transition straight from cumming to fighting, and Reina pins me and sits up, and starts punching my tits again, and it hurts even more than before.  And Reina is angry like a madwoman and now starts kneading my tits and scratching my crotch.  And I'm getting some claw swipes into her, but she's hurting me far worse.
And I'm wondering how much more I can take, when Sheila runs over and tackles Reina, and the 2 of them catchall in the grass.  And Sherry gets up, runs over, stomps on my face, then tackles Sheila off of Reina.  And I'm completely dazed, flat on my back, while for the next 20 minutes Reina hold Sheila up, and Sherry just throws these vicious haymakers everywhere on Sheila's body.  Face.  Tits.  The her pussy.  Throwing in kicks too.  And it's obvious Sheila is done, and I get up to try and help, but Sherry grabs my hair and bends me down and starts kneeling me in the face.  Which is the last thing I remember.
Sheila and I wake up on the lawn, the sun beating on us.  The bitches are gone, we crawl into the house.  Sheila calls Pete.  I call you.  No one is answering.
Please help us, Jack.
Bryanne