The day of the fight I arrive early and they escort me to my changing room. I strip down and change into my gold thong bikini. I stand barefoot in front of the full length mirror and do some exercises to loosen up... stretching, bending my legs back and up. My long dark hair is loose and I brush it off my face with my fingers. A knock on the door tells me its time. I can't wait to rip into this big mouth blonde bitch! I walk down the hall, my bare feet pad on the cold tiles of the floor. I move past all the people gathered outside the room, sitting around, drinking, chatting, ready to watch the fight on the huge HD monitors on the wall. I don't look at the crowd as I step into the empty room. The bitch isn't here yet. I look around the room. Nothing at all in it, not even a carpet. I move over to a corner and stretch some more, swinging my arms and taking deep breaths... waiting for bitch Tasha to show her face so I can start smacking it. Yt