1 comments/ 18064 views/ 7 favorites Wendy vs Jadzia By: MELD9003 Hi readers, this is the tenth instalment in this series. Previous story: 9. The Novices: Wendy vs Hayley. Hope you enjoy it... MELD. *************************************************************** "Same again please Ted," said Wendy, handing over the glasses. "Meeting your friend, are you?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and smiling. "Yes, she'll be here shortly Ted, calm down," the big girl teased. "Bugger off, four twenty please." Wendy took the drinks and sat back at the table with Sarah; the little blonde took her glass and smiled reassuringly at her. After a few more practice sessions with Hayley, Sarah had decided that her lover was ready for her debut at Boxten, so it had been arranged for tonight and they were now waiting for Saskia to pick them up. It had been a few weeks since their last visit to The Society and Patricia was keen to see them both return, especially now she could add Wendy to the roster, promising Sarah that she would break her in gently, putting her up against another new girl. Despite all Patricia's promises, Sarah could tell Wendy was still very apprehensive about the whole thing, knocking back her drink and drumming her fingers on the table. "Look, she's late," the big redhead huffed, pointing at her watch. "Baby, will you please relax," Sarah smiled, stopping the drumming fingers, "she'll be here in a minute." Almost as if on cue, Saskia's car pulled up outside the window; stepping out she smoothed down her jacket, checked her lipstick in the mirror and strode across the car park into the bar. "Yes love," said Ted, putting on his best friendly face. "White wine please," the blonde replied coolly from behind her sunglasses. "Two eighty please." Taking her drink and change, she just about managed a smile. "Cheers love," he chirped, admiring her pert bum as she walked over to join the two girls. "Afternoon you two, long time no see," she said warmly, taking off her sunglasses and sitting down, "and how are we today?" "Bloody hell, you're in a good mood, did you sack someone this week or what?" Sarah joked. "No, that was last week," Saskia smiled back, "no, I'm just looking forward to seeing our latest acquisition in action that's all." "I'll bet you are," Wendy grumped, finishing her drink. "Oh dear, little bit nervous?" "Nervous? I'm fuckin' bricking it!" "Don't worry, you'll be fine, every girl's nervous on their debut, isn't that right Sarah?" said Saskia, turning to the little blonde. "Yep, she'll be alright though with me looking after her," Sarah smiled, grabbing Wendy's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Right, come on then, finish your drink and we'll get going," said Saskia, knocking back her wine. Picking up their bags, the trio made their way out into the car park. "See ya Ted," Sarah yelled back. "Yeah, bye girls." The old landlord watched through the window as they loaded up the car; noticing him watching, Sarah smiled and waved at him as they eased out of the car park. "Nosey old sod isn't he," Saskia muttered. "Oh yes, he's very observant," said Sarah, "he told us he saw you dropping someone off just down the road a few weeks ago, who was that then?" "No one," she replied sharply, "just a friend, that's all." "Wow, you've got a friend, will wonders never cease?" Wendy sniggered from the back seat. "Yes, well done Wendy, good one," Saskia smiled, "glad to see your nerves are easing a bit." 'You wouldn't be joking if you knew who it was' she thought, taking a deep breath and swallowing hard.... An hour or so later they arrived at Boxten Hall; parking in the courtyard, they found Patricia waiting for them at the door with Perkins. "Good afternoon ladies, lovely to see you back again," she said, warmly greeting them all with a kiss and a hug. As Perkins took their bags upstairs, Patricia ushered the trio into the drawing room; sitting them all down, she then pulled the rope by the door. "Well Wendy, how are you feeling then, ready for tonight?" she asked, sitting down next to Saskia. "Well she seems to think I am," Wendy replied, nodding at Sarah. "Well, if Sarah thinks you are, then you must be," smiled the older woman; just then, Nina entered the room. "You rang Ma'am?" "Four G&Ts with ice please Nina." "Yes Ma'am," the maid smiled, noticing Wendy. Nina left the room and they returned to their conversation. "What time will I be fighting?" the big redhead asked. "I think I will probably put you on third, so around about 10:00." "I don't suppose you will tell me who I will be up against." "I'm not sure yet, I've got it down to a choice of two, don't worry they're both pretty much beginners, they've only had a couple of fights," Patricia explained, trying to reassure her new competitor. "Okay, fair enough," Wendy shrugged. "What size are you Wendy?" "Sixteen." "Thong or bikini bottoms?" "Thong please." "Right I shall pass that along and your robe and colours will sent up to you later." smiled Patricia, noticing Nina had returned with the drinks. "Thank you Nina." Smiling again at Wendy, the maid placed the tray on the table; before she left, Patricia handed her a slip of paper. "Will that be all Ma'am?" "Yes thank you Nina, carry on helping Michelle in the main room please." "Yes Ma'am." "I must say I really love what you're wearing Sarah," said Patricia, admiring her swallow print 50's dress. "Thank you," the little blonde smiled. "Yeah, love the little frilly socks," Saskia smirked, "very erm...classy." "Piss off Saskia!" snapped Sarah, folding her arms. "Erm...yes well, moving on, I think we should get you up to your room hmm?" said Patricia, looking a little flustered, "you're in number 6 again." They finished their drinks and made their way down the corridor to the staircase; as they neared the double doors to the main room, Sarah could hear gasps and groans echoing down the corridor. "What's going on?" she asked. "Have a look if you want," said Patricia, gesturing to the doors. They stepped into the room to find Belle fighting a short chubby woman with short cropped brown hair; Sarah guessed the woman was at least mid to late fifties and was certainly no match for Belle. Within a few moments she had torn off her green bikini bottoms, revealing a dark bush of pubic hair; straddling her opponent, Belle then spread her legs and ran her fingers over her swollen clit making the woman wail despairingly. "Ohhhh fuck....no....no!" "Who is she?" the little blonde asked, as they all sat down at a table. "That's Susan, a close friend of mine, she's been a member for years." replied Patricia, "she came to me earlier and said she'd always wanted to see what it was like to fight on the mat, so I arranged a little session with Belle for her." "I thought Belle had retired," said Wendy. "She has, she's here as a guest today, but when I asked her to do me this little favour for me, she jumped at the chance, especially when I added a bonus." "Oh right, how much?" asked Saskia, leaning back in her chair. "Come on Saskia, you know I'm not going to tell you that," Patricia smiled. The group looked on as Belle continued to dominate her totally outclassed opponent, throwing her round the mat like a rag doll; Susan tried to crawl away but she simply grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her back to the centre. Rolling her on to her back, Belle resumed her assault on the mature woman's pussy, slipping two fingers inside and rubbing the clit with her thumb. "Oh no....oh fuck....fuck...uuuuuhhhh!" "Come on Susie, sing for me," Belle whispered, thrusting harder and twisting Susan's left nipple. "AAAAAOOWW.......FFFFUUCK.......BITCH.....NO.....NO NO!" "COME BITCH!" "AAAAAAHHHHH......OH FUCKIN......YYEEEEAAAAHH....OH GOD!" Susan's chubby little frame writhed and arched as a shattering climax swept through her; her legs thrashing wildly as her stronger opponent held her down fast. When she eventually settled, Belle got up and walked over the table. "Hello there, I wasn't expecting an audience," she chirped, picking up a bottle of water and taking a swig. "I just thought I'd pop in to see how it was going," said Patricia, looking over at her friend who was still down on her back, wiping the sweat from her brow. "I think your friend might be struggling a bit, that's the second one already," Belle smiled. "Well she is 55 Belle and a lot smaller than you." Susan had now got up to her feet and had staggered over to the table, picking up the bottle she took a large gulp and sank down on a chair. "Are you okay Susan?" Patricia asked, smiling. "Just give me a couple of minutes," she groaned, "how the hell did you do this for over 25 years?" "Just a gift I suppose," the big woman shrugged, "It's your debut tonight isn't it?" she said, turning to Wendy. "Yep." "Nervous?" "Erm...a bit yes." "Aww, don't worry I'm sure you'll be fine, especially with this one looking after you," Belle smiled, nodding at Sarah. "Right Susan, do you want to go again?" The mature woman nodded and stepped out on to the mat. "Won't be a minute," Belle smirked, slipping off her yellow bikini bottoms. "Go easy on her please, Belle," Patricia whispered. "I've just took these off to make it a bit easier for her, I mean, she's never going to get them off, is she," Belle scoffed, "besides, she was the one who wanted to know what it was like to fight here, so I'm showing her." "Even so, not so hard please." "Okay, I don't think it will take much to finish her off anyway," the big woman shrugged. Kneeling down and facing her opponent, Belle waited for her to make her move. "Come on Susie, try again," she whispered, beckoning to her. Susan lurched forward and kissed her passionately, her tongue probing deep into Belle's mouth; the big woman groaned with a mixture of surprise and lust as she felt Susan's hand slip between her legs and begin to stroke her clit. Belle responded in kind, pushing three fingers into her Susan's wet snatch, forcing her to break off the kiss as she gasped wantonly. "hhaaaahhhh.....oh....oh..ffuck!" "That's it, you like that don't you," Belle taunted, gently pushing the older woman on to her back again. "OHHHHH.......FFFUUCK.........NO.......PLEASE!" "Ohhh, yeah, open your legs bitch!" Belle scowled yanking Susan's legs apart and sliding between them. "OHHHH.....NNO......NO NO.......OHHHH......FUCK!" Susan shrieked, as Belle began to trib her, slowly grinding her soft bald pussy onto her opponent's raging clit. "OOHHHHH.......GOD....YOU..BI......AAAAAAHHHH NO....NO PLEEEEAAASE!" "Oh yeah, come on, come on!" "UUUUUHHHH..........HHAAAAAAAAAHHHH.......OH GOD!" "Thaaat's it, scream for me!" "AAAAAAAHHHH..........FUCK.......FFUCK......YYYYEEEEEAAAAHH!" The mature woman slammed her hands into the mat as another intense orgasm consumed her, completely smashing any fight she had left out of her. As her body went limp, Belle got up off the defeated woman and went over to the table. "I'll give you a couple of minutes to recover Susan," Belle joked. "No, no please, no more," Susan whimpered, "I give up." "Oh well that's that then," Belle chirped, picking up her colours and putting her robe on. "Thank you for that, Belle," said Patricia, giving her a peck on the cheek. "No problem, see you all later." With that, she finished her bottle of water and left the room. Michelle, who with Nina had been getting the room ready, went over to Susan and helped her to a chair. As Patricia went to check to see that her friend was okay, Sarah and Wendy decided to go up to their room. They arrived upstairs to find Perkins waiting for them outside the door. "Sorry we kept you waiting again," said Sarah. "That's quite alright, Miss." "You should have just put the bags inside the door and given us the key," said Wendy. "I'm afraid I couldn't do that, Miss, I knew you were in the main room and I was under strict instructions not to enter there until told otherwise." "Oh, sorry," said Wendy, pulling an awkward face. "It's not a problem, I had other tasks to complete, so I dealt with them whilst I waited for you," the old butler smiled, "Will there be anything else, Miss?" "Could we have a couple of G&Ts with ice please?" Sarah asked. "I shall have Nina bring them up shortly, Miss." "Thank you Perkins." Handing the key to Wendy, the butler headed off downstairs and the pair went into the room. Sarah flopped down on the bed, whilst Wendy switched on the TV. "Well, that was different," said Sarah, kicking off her stilettos. "Hmm, I think she was perhaps too old to be fighting though, and against Belle of all people," replied Wendy. "Has it got you in the mood for tonight though?" the little blonde asked. "Huh, well if my opponent's that old tonight, I've got fuck all to worry about." "Somehow I think that might be wishful thinking," Sarah smiled. Just then, there was a knock at the door, Wendy opened it to find Nina standing there with the tray. "Your drinks Miss," the pretty brunette smiled warmly. "Thank you Nina, will you be escorting me to the mat tonight?" "I think so Miss, I shall know for sure when I return with your robe and colours later." "Okay Nina, I shall see you later." "Alright Miss." Closing the door, Wendy turned to see Sarah looking at her with a wry smile on her face. "What?" "I don't think Patricia's the only one happy to see you back here," the little blonde smirked, raising her eyebrows above her glasses. "What are you on about?" Wendy asked, bemused. "Don't tell me you haven't noticed Nina swooning over you." "Nina?" "Yes Nina, she hardly took her eyes off you when we were downstairs," said Sarah. "Really?" "Yes really! Bloody hell Wend, I'm sure you go round in a trance sometimes," the blonde sighed. "Well I have got more pressing things on my mind at the moment!" Wendy stormed. "Sorry baby," said Sarah giving the big girl a hug, "come on let's have these and go sleep for a bit." "Okay babe".............. **************************************** A couple of hours later there was a knock at the door. "Wendy dear, your number one fan's at the door," Sarah called into the bathroom, giggling. "Piss off," the big girl smiled, tapping Sarah on the arse as she walked past and opened the door. "Good evening Miss, here you are," Nina said, handing her the robe and a schedule card. "Thank you Nina," smiled Wendy, noticing the brunette's bright blue eyes. "I shall return to collect you later, Miss." "Okay, see you later." Closing the door she turned to Sarah. "See, I told you," the little blonde quipped. "Hhmm, maybe," Wendy shrugged, "she's pretty cute I suppose." Dropping the robe on the bed, she turned her attention to the schedule card, Miss Hannah Myles. vs Miss Elna de Beer. Miss Rachel Bennet. vs Miss Julie Simms. Miss Jadzia Baczkowski. vs Miss Wendy Taylor. (Debut) Miss Olivia Dumont. vs Miss Lucy Brookes. "What the bloody hell?"....... "What's up?" asked Sarah, taking a look at the card. "Aaah," she smiled, "well I'm guessing with a name like that, she's probably Polish, not that it will make any difference to fighting her." "Fight her? I can't even fuckin' pronounce her!" Wendy huffed, "and I'll bet she's built like a bloody tank!" "How can you tell that, just by her name?" laughed Sarah, "you daft cow." "Well, you know what these Eastern European girls are like, they're all bloody massive!" "What are you talking about? Most of the girlies in those videos you like watching are from Eastern Europe and they're all cute little things." "Hmmm," The big girl shrugged, picking up the robe. Wendy looked inside the robe and took a neon pink thong off the hanger, rolling her eyes she turned and showed it to her lover. "Ooooh lovely," the little blonde laughed, "it goes so well with your bright red hair." "I must say babe, you've really got this moral support thing down to a tee," moaned Wendy. "I'm sorry baby," Sarah smiled, giving her anxious lover a hug, "go on, go and have a shower, it might help you relax." "Hmm no, I think I'll have a bath instead, care to join me?" she said, with a mischievous wink. "Yeah, why not?" Sarah replied softly, gently kissing the big girl's lips and leading her into the bathroom...... Later, Sarah was sat on the edge of the bed, whilst Wendy paced up and down the room, waiting for the knock on the door. "Oh for God's sake Wend, will you sit down," the little blonde snapped, "you'll wear a bloody hole in the carpet." "I just want to get it over with," Wendy groaned, "is this what it felt like for you, the first time?" "Trust me baby, once the fight starts you'll be too busy to be nervous, you forget about the audience, the noise, even the fact you're naked, it's just you and her until the referee tells you to stop or the gong times you out," Sarah explained to her, gently rubbing her thigh. "Well, I just hope-" The big girl was interrupted by a knock at the door; she turned to her lover with a look of fear etched on her face. "Oh God!" "Well, this is it baby, come on you'll be fine," said Sarah. Adjusting her robe and checking her plaits in the mirror, Wendy took a deep breath and opened the door. "Good evening Miss," smiled Nina. Stepping out on to the landing, she looked along to see Michelle knocking on the door of room 12. The door opened and out stepped a small pretty girl with dark shoulder length hair held back with a headband decorated with a pale blue rose; her features were sharp, with high cheekbones and piercing blue eyes, which widened considerably when their gaze fell on Wendy. "There you go, small and cute, I don't think you're what she was expecting either," Sarah whispered. Nina gave her colleague a nod and the group made their way downstairs; Wendy's stomach began to churn as she heard the hubbub echoing down the corridor from the main room, her heart feeling like as it was going to burst from her chest as they waited by the double doors. "I'm going to sit down now," said Sarah, kissing her lover on the cheek, "come on baby, you can do this." "Okay I'll see you in a bit," the big girl replied anxiously. With that, Sarah made her way over to the guest table and sat down next to Saskia as Patricia stood in the centre of the mat in her blue evening gown and long white gloves, introducing the two fighters. "Now ladies, we come to the third match this evening, first we have a young Polish girl who put in a stunning performance on her debut, will you please welcome Miss Jadzia Baczkowski." Heralded by applause, the little dark haired girl strode confidently out on to the mat, escorted by Michelle. "And now her opponent, making her much anticipated debut tonight, will you please give a warm welcome to Miss Wendy Taylor." The big girl took a deep breath and stepped out to join her opponent, the applause ringing in her ears; as they reached the centre of the mat, Nina gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "Don't worry Miss, you will be okay," she whispered. "Come on then, tell me about this Jadzia," said Sarah, turning to Saskia. "Apparently one of the members discovered her, she's originally from Gdansk but she's been in England for about two years and now lives in Nottingham." "Is she any good?" "Well, she beat Victoria Heywood 3-0 on her debut a couple of weeks ago." "Hmm, not bad I suppose, but most of the girls here have beaten Victoria at least once, including me." said Sarah. "Even so, I still think your Wendy might be in for a tough time," Saskia warned. Jadzia shrugged off her robe to reveal her slender, lithe body; wearing a pair of light blue bikini bottoms, she paced around the mat, occasionally shooting the odd glance at her opponent. Wendy eventually slipped off her robe and handed it to her admiring escort. Wendy vs Jadzia "Thank you Miss," purred Nina, staring longingly at the redhead's Rubenesque figure. "Wow, even more impressive than I expected," Patricia remarked, a broad smile spreading across her face. "Hhmm, your maid seems equally impressed." "To me please girls," Jacqueline ordered in her gruff tone. After her usual abrupt explanation of the rules, the two girls knelt down, their eyes fixed on each other. "You don't scare me, big girl," Jadzia scowled in her seductive accent, "I will make you cry, bitch!" Wendy didn't react; she just waited for her first move. "Go!" The little girl leapt on her voluptuous opponent, pushing her on to her back and clawing at her like a wild animal. "Fuck!" Wendy gasped, desperately trying to fend off the fevered assault. "Ya, come on bitch, you like this?" the little Pole hissed, twisting the big girl's nipples. "AAAAOOOOWW FUCK......YOU LITTLE....AAAOOOW!" Jadzia laughed at her opponent's desperate attempts to escape; like Sarah, she was considerably stronger than her size suggested, every time Wendy managed to break free or wriggle away, she simply grabbed her or pounced on her, pushing her back down on to the mat and straddling her. As the big girl was trapped yet again under her vicious little opponent, Jadzia began to rain down slaps on to her big, soft, jiggling ass cheeks, making her scream and thrash her legs. "AAAAOOOOWW.....FUCK.....FUCK!" "Aww, poor baby!" she laughed, grabbing the thong and pulling it up hard. "Aaaaaggghhh....no no please!" Wendy begged as the skimpy garment dug into her pussy and crushed against her clit. "No no please!" mimicked Jadzia, pulling harder. "OHHHHH GOD.......YOU BITCH!" Sensing that the big girl was weakening, Jadzia rolled her on to her back and ripped off her thong, revealing her bald pussy. Rubbing her hand over the mound, she then began to gently slap the hard clit, making Wendy gasp. "Oh God...fffuck.....fuck!" "Yeah, wake up bitch!" "See what I mean?" said Saskia, turning to Sarah, "she's like you, small but strong." "Come on Wend, for fuck sake do something," the little blonde muttered under her breath. Jadzia now had Wendy's legs spread wide open and was thrusting three fingers into her dripping snatch; the big girl seemed to be unable to offer any resistance to her opponent's relentless onslaught; other than paw weakly at her in a vain attempt to push her away. Within a minute or so she was digging her fingers into the mat, the sweat pouring down her face as she closed her eyes and tried to block out the amazing sensation building deep within her. "Ohhh......fffuckin hell....no!" "Come on bitch, is this all you've got?" Jadzia mocked, slipping a fourth finger inside the redhead. "Aaaaahh.....fuck you....you little...oohhh...Jesus!" Unable to hold back any longer, Wendy's body tensed as the climax ripped through her, her joyous wails bringing a wicked smile to the little dark haired girl's face. "HHAAAA......AAAHHHH......YES......OHHHH FFU.......YYYYEAAHHH!" Tapping Jadzia on the shoulder, Jacqueline then turned to the audience. "Score Miss Baczkowski, 1-0; 4 minutes, 52 seconds remaining." As they applauded, she knelt over Wendy who was still down on her back trying to recover. "Do you want to continue?" "Yes," the big girl nodded, "just give me a minute." "Oh well, at least she's going to have another go," said Saskia, taking a sip of her drink. "Of course she is!" scoffed Sarah, "she's not going to withdraw at one nil down is she!" As she waited for her opponent, Jadzia strutted around the mat, a smug grin across her face. As she caught Sarah's eye, she winked and mouthed 'me and you' at her. "Oh I do hope so bitch, and soon!" the little blonde scowled, making Saskia smile and raise her eyebrows. "Hmm, now that would be interesting," she quipped. Wendy had now recovered and was kneeling in the centre of the mat, Jacqueline called her opponent over and the two fighters prepared to resume. "Come on baby, floor the little tart," Sarah whispered. "Go!" The two girls launched at each other but this time it was Wendy who gained the advantage, pushing the little Polish girl hard on to her back. "Oww Fuck!" she gasped, trying to wriggle away. "Get back here you little bitch!" Wendy grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her back towards her; pulling her up on to her knees and turning her towards Sarah, she then put her left arm round her neck, trapping her in a headlock and twisting her nipples with her right hand. "AAAAAGGGHHH......SHIT...NO...YOU BITCH!" Jadzia shrieked, trying to pull Wendy's arm away from her neck, her groans and breathing getting more desperate as she felt a hand slide down the front of her bikini bottoms. "Ohhhh...no....no...fuck!" "Yeah, how does that feel, heh?" the big girl whispered, kissing her neck and gently slipping her fingers over little tuft of hair and stroking the stiffening clit. "Oh ffuck..no..proszę......aaahhhhhh!" "Oh yeah, come on bitch!" As she felt Jadzia weakening, her arms falling limply by her sides, Wendy released her and she fell forward, groaning pitifully as she hit the mat. Rolling her on to her back, she yanked off the bikini bottoms and threw them into the audience, grabbing her by the thighs and pulling her up she ran her tongue over her soaked pussy, nibbling and sucking the rock hard clit. "Ohhhhh.......yeeaaaahh......fuck....uuuuhhhh!" "You're mine now," Wendy smiled softly as she dropped her back on the mat, hooked her leg and began tribbing the rapidly fading girl. "Ohhh God....fffuck no.....no!" "Come on bitch, fight back!" the big girl sneered, thrusting her hips harder. Jadzia tried to push back but it was futile, she was already starting to succumb to the feeling being slammed into her. "HHHAAAA.......UUAAH....PROSZĘ....LITOŚCI....LITOŚCI!" "What's she saying?" Patricia asked, beaming as she watched Wendy push her opponent over the edge. "Mercy, I think," replied Saskia, "I can speak a little Polish." "Surprise bloody surprise," said Sarah sarcastically. "HHAA....UUUAAH.....AAAAHHH......PROSZĘ....AAAAHHH....YYEEAAAAAAAAAHHH!" The little Polish girl sobbed as she was fucked into submission; no longer able to resist, her slender body writhed as a withering orgasm coursed through her, leaving her an exhausted wreck on the mat. "Score Miss Taylor, 1 all, 1 minute 41 seconds remaining." Releasing her opponent, Wendy stood up and raised her arms in triumph, taking the audience's applause. "I knew she could do it," smiled Sarah, picking up her glass. "Hmm, pretty good," Saskia shrugged. Wendy stood in a corner and waited for her opponent to return to the centre of the mat; getting slowly back up and taking her position, Jadzia looked wearily at the big girl as she came over to face her. "Come on baby, finish her," the little blonde whispered. "Go!" Wendy pounced on Jadzia, wrapping her big thighs round her midriff and squeezing hard. "Aaaaahhhh.....ohhhh.....fffuck!" "Oh yeah! You like that?" Wendy laughed, squeezing harder. "FFFUUCCKK......BITCH....NO....NO.....AAAAGGGHH!" Slipping her hand between the Polish girl's flailing legs, Wendy thrust her fingers deep into her dripping snatch, making her gasp and plead as she tried to push the hand away. "Aaaaaghh....proszę....no...no.....PROSZĘ!" Feeling the muscles starting spasm round her fingers, Wendy knew she was close; pressing her thumb against Jadzia's throbbing clit; she thrust her fingers faster into her trapped foe. Jadzia closed her eyes and clenched her fists; just when she thought she wouldn't be able to hold on, the gong sounded, prompting Jacqueline to step in. "Break, now!" the referee barked. "Shit!" Wendy cursed, releasing her opponent and thumping the mat. "Timed out, draw," Jacqueline announced. As the audience applauded, Wendy leaned over the little dark haired girl. "You got lucky, bitch!" she hissed. "Fuck you," Jadzia gasped, still lying on her back trying to catch her breath. "Go on Wendy, over there," Jacqueline ordered, pointing to the guest table. "Never mind baby," Sarah smiled, hugging her disappointed lover. "I was so fuckin' close," she moaned, putting her robe back on. "Well done Wendy, a good solid start," said Patricia, shaking her hand. "Thanks," the big girl muttered, "When will I be fighting again?" "Erm...I think we'll give it a couple of weeks and give Sarah her next fight, is that okay?" "Okay." The two girls left the main room and headed upstairs; when they got back to the room, Wendy slumped down in the chair, a look of despondency on her face. "Oh come on baby, it was a good start," said the little blonde, putting her arm round her. "I know, but I nearly had her," Wendy sighed. "Come on, let's order a few drinks," Sarah chirped, "You'll get her next time." "Hmm yeah, go on then."........ The next morning after being dropped off by Saskia, the pair ambled down Mill Lane; still nursing hangovers they chatted as they took in the cool morning air. Eventually, they arrived back at the cottage; stepping through the front door they found Paula sitting on the sofa. "Hello girls, and what did you two get up to last night then?" the brunette smiled. "Erm...we just went into town, and then stayed over at Sarah's room," Wendy replied nervously. "Oh right, no fights at Boxten Hall this weekend then, Sarah?" The two girls felt their insides wince as Paula sat there smiling at them. "What.....we....er"......... Slipping her hand into her back jeans pocket, Wendy's mum pulled out a schedule card and tossed it on to the coffee table. "I found it in that bomb site you call a bedroom when I went to get your washing, at least I know where you're getting your money from now, Sarah." "Paula, it's not what you think," said Sarah, feeling her stomach churning. "And what do you think I think it is, a fucking chess club?" the brunette asked icily, "It's just"........... "Oh believe me Sarah, I know exactly what it is," said Paula, throwing a second card on to the table. "Read it." The little blonde picked up the card as Wendy read it over her shoulder, SATURDAY 14TH MAY 1994. Miss Dani Sexton. vs Miss Joanne Barret. Miss Lucy Briers. vs Miss Tracy Hodgson. Miss Paula Taylor. vs Miss Saskia Darlington. Miss Kim Yoxhall. vs Miss Veronica Harte. "I should imagine the names of the competitors in fight three are quite familiar." "You...you and Saskia?" Wendy shrieked. "I think it's about time we all had a little chat," Paula said quietly, "don't you?"............ Thanks for reading. MELD.