Vicky pulled into her driveway after a long day at work. Nothing seemed to have been going right at all. She was looking forward to relaxing
on her back patio with a glass of wine and enjoying the rest of her afternoon. She had been working long hours to maintain an account at her company and finally had enough. She left early, as she was on the verge of a mental breakdown. As she entered the house, she caught sight of her son, Joseph, sitting in the corner. He was sobbing. As she approached him, she saw that his nose was bloody and that he had a red mark on his cheek. Vicky was concerned and asked what had happened. Joseph told him that their neighbor's son, Jeremy had beat him up with his other brother, Josh.
The twins were new arrivals to the neighborhood. There were multiple problems that arose with their arrival. Their mother, Jenny, had four kids with three different fathers. At 28 years old, she was trying to do the right thing by her kids, but did not have a father figure to keep the boys in line. She was somewhat of a rebel and would usually defend the actions of her children instead of disciplining them. When she moved in to the neighborhood, her kids eventually began to bully the other kids in the cul-de-sac.
Today, however, Vicky was in no mood for their antics. She walked over to talk to the mother about the behavior of her sons. The 45 year old woman walked to the door and pounded on it. There was no answer. She walked around to the back yard to find Jenny doing some yard work. For a mother of four, Jenny was not doing bad for her self. She went to the gym regularly and was in pretty good shape. Recently, she had taken up boxing to fill the time. Her jet black hair, tan, and beautiful brown eyes turned heads where ever she went. As did her well toned abs. She was wearing a sleeveless tank top, which showed off her tattoo sleeves and jean shorts.
"Excuse me, I'd like to speak to you." Vicky stated as she walked over to Jenny. Still in her business attire, Vicky tiptoed around the mud to come face to face with the younger woman. At 45, Vicky looked good for her age. She was an attractive blonde with a remarkable figure. At 5'5" inches, she was about two inches shorter. Her slender frame made her seem like a dwarf to the well toned, younger woman staring at her. Vicky, was wearing a white blouse, which she provacatively unbuttoned to show off a little cleavage for one of her clients. Her breasts were, by no means, big, but they were perfect size considering her slender frame. Vicky started to tell Jenny all about the trouble that her kids were causing. Vicky could never anticipate, however, how uninterested Jenny was. As Vicky told her how her son was beaten up, Jenny began to snicker.
Vicky was enraged. It became apparent that the boys got their behavior from their mom. Vicky was in no mood and began to berate Jenny. Unfortunately for Vicky, Jenny was in no mood to be berated. Vicky began to spout off, without fear, the effect that she was having on her children. A few sentences after she started she was cut short.
Jenny, who had removed her work gloves, fired a hard uppercut into the soft solar plexus of Vicky. The punch struck high and drove upward, expelling the air from Vicky' lungs. Jenny has placed full torque into the punch. Vicky's torso folded around Jenny's fist as her organs pushed into her spine. Vicky was cut off mid sentence. No sound escaped her throat for about 5 seconds until she gasped. Jenny grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her forward to the ground, she dropped straight to her hands and knees as Jenny began to laugh and taunt her. Vicky was terrified. She had never had the wind knocked out of her like this before. As she struggled to process her dilemma, Jenny pushed her boot hard into her ass, pushing her into the mud.
Laughter could be heard as she turned and saw Jenny's boys watching their mother beat her up. "MOM!" Vicky heard as she turned to see Joseph watching through the Chain linked fence. Rage engulfed Vicky. She slowly worked her self to her feet and lunged at Jenny, who had her hands on her hips laughing. Vicky attempted to tackle Jenny. Jenny grabbed the back of Vicky's hair and yanked, bending Vicky backwards. She wrapped her fingers around Vicky's throat and pulled her in tight. "I am going to beat the shit out of you, if you don't leave." She then twirled and threw Vicky back to the ground.
Vicky's satin blouse was ruined. If she knew what was could for her, she would have walked away. She apparently didnt...As Jenny started walking away, Vicky started towards Jenny. Jenny turned around and back handed Vicky hard. Her bare fist landed on Vicky's right cheek and followed across her face, splitting her lip and bloodying her nose. Vicky landed on her back. Then was yanked to her feet. Jenny grabbed ahold of the collar on Vicky's satin blouse and pulled her up. Holding Vicky's collar, Jenny began to fire punches into Vicky's face. The first punch hit her below the cheek, gashing it. The second punch landed in the center of her lips, cutting both. Vicky was being controlled by her collar. Two more punches landed above her eye and on her nose. She started to go down, but Jenny held her up, using her bicep strength to keep her from falling. The buttons all ripped from the blouse leaving her braz exposed. Jenny delivered one last punch to her nose before letting her fall to her back.
Vicky fell to the ground, hurt. Jenny walked away and threw her hands in the air in a shrug as her kids laughed and as Joseph watched in horror. Jenny continued on, without acknowledging her beaten foe. Vicky laid motionless for about two minutes and slowly rolled over, working her way to her feet. Jenny smirked and taunted, "let me know if you want to talk about your wimp kid any more!" Vicky waited until she her head was in the game and stood up.
As Jenny was not paying attention, she was caught off guard by the punch that struck her in the jaw. Vicky had rung her bell and let loose with a flurry. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to fight. Jenny's abs absorbed a couple of weak ineffective punches and she was reddened in her face by the connected swings. Jenny clinched Vicky and delivered a solid knee to Vicky's lower stomach at the beltline doubling her over. A second knee drove up into her face, potentially breaking her nose. If her nose had not broken, the next punch landed square in the nose, crunching it. Vicky spun around and landed face down on the ground. Blood was flowing from her nose. She received a sharp kick to her stomach. She curled to protect herself, but received a second kick to her other side.
Vicky was getting beaten up badly and needed to do something. She tried to rise but was punched in the back in between her shoulder blades. Jenny pulled Vicky to her feet.
At this point, Vicky was begging for her to stop. Jenny delivered a blow to Vicky's cheek knocking her to her back. Jenny kicked Vicky in the liver. Vicky was barely conscious when she received one last kick to hersolar plexus with the boot toe before passing out. As Vicky lay unconscious, bloody, and open shirted on her back, Jenny though about mounting her and pummeling her. She then realized that Joseph was watching it in tears and realized that it had gone too far. Jenny turned to her boys and told them to go inside.
Jenny helped Vicky to her yard and let her go, dropping her to the ground as it started to rain. As the rain got heavier, Vicky slowly worked her way inside the house.
Over the next few weeks, Vicky avoided Jenny. Her wounds healed and no permanent damage has been done, aside from a crooked nose. Still, the boys continued to beat on Joseph, she was humiliated by Jenny in front of her son, and a youtube video surfaced at work showing the brutal beating. Maybe things will get better with time, but as for now, they couldnt get much worse.
