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10:53 <patricia> I have created the public room #shygirlclare_vs_patricia.
11:53 <patricia> Our old car finally arrives in the city where our fight is taking place, my sister Sylvie is at the wheel, the adhesive tape still covers the red light on the dashboard which keeps coming on. My sister turns her face towards me: she can scratch herself to get her gas back, Roxybalboa, a fight where the loser gets nothing, I'm fed up! (Roxybalboa advanced us the money to buy the fuel for the trip, we had big money problems for several years). The car jumps, clouds of black smoke come out of the exhaust pipe, and then our car stops. Out of fuel! We are almost there, we finish on foot...
11:55 <patricia> 
11:56 <patricia> We are dressed in our best clothes, I am elegantly dressed, black tights, blue mini skirt, white top, handbag and white boots. Sylvie is also elegantly dressed, with a little white top, a white mini-skirt highlighting her big muscular buttocks, pink boots, sexy black stockings and a black thong, and bright orange lipstick.
11:57 <patricia> 
11:57 <patricia> 
11:58 <patricia> The courtyard of the warehouse where the fight is taking place is full of cars, we head for the front door, the doorman wants to make us pay the entrance fee because he thinks we are customers. The discussion is lively, we pass very close to an improvised fight but finally we enter this smoky and noisy place......
12:03 <patricia> A few moments later we are in a technical room that will serve as our changing room, I quickly undress, put on my yellow micro bikini and my boots, My sister finishes tying the laces of my boxing gloves
19:14 <shygirlclare> I get out of the Ferrari owned by my sexy 40 something red-haired trainer. She's been so instrumental in my recent boxing success. Under her leadership and training I won my first light match and that lead to me being a substitution in this important tournament. I'm dressed in a sexy silver dress and high heels picked out by my trainer. She believes in dressing like a champion. I don't know if I'm dressed like a champion but damn I look sexy. When I look in the mirror I barely recognize myself.
19:15 <shygirlclare> 
19:22 <shygirlclare> I go to the bar set up in the warehouse and do a meet and greet. I shake hands and flirt with whom I'm told are the right people. I'm offered a drink which my trainer accepts and downs it herself. I thought that was so cool. I'm underage for another five months so just being here is a thrill. An older woman in her 60's escorts me to my dressing room. Before she leaves I receive a hard smack on my ass from her. My face reveals the shock and pain as I rub my ass. Finally I get myself ready as I put on my trademark gold bikini and my trainer laces my gloves.
21:10 <patricia> Suddenly we hear my entrance song, we leave the small room, the spotlight illuminates us, I head to the ring wiggling my buttocks, I don't see my opponent in the ring, is she late? I climb into the ring, Sylvie takes a chair in the front row. The loudspeaker crackles and then announces: Ladies and gentlemen, they come from France, Sylvie, coach and sometimes fighter, she is 1.65 m (5 feet 5 inches) tall and weighs 68 kg (141 pounds), she is 58 years old and her sister who is the veteran and favorite of this game, Patricia! She is 1m62 (5 feet 4 inches) tall and weighs 54kg (119 pounds), her micro bikini allows us to admire her chest: 90 D (34 D), she is 59 years old! I do a double bicep curl, I turn around the ring undulating my buttocks, then I come back to my corner. I have gained a few kilos of fat because we have been staying for several months with our old aunt Lucienne and we eat a lot of cakes, , I'm approaching 60 kg and I've gained a small belly that is chubby. Around the small table in front of the ring, bets on the winner are going well, despite the darkness I see tickets changing hands. The bookmakers have a big smile. I do a few boxing moves, jumping on the spot and waiting for my opponent to arrive.
21:10 <patricia>
04:02 <shygirlclare> I come out to some very generic techno music that I'm sure was all about the sound guy pressing play. I walk down with my trainer to very little fan fare as I'm a relative unknown. I slide into the ring as the announcer shouts out...AT 138 POUNDS AND 5'10" FIGHTING OUT OF THE GREAT STATE OF KANSAS UNITED STATES OF AMERICA....IN THE GOLD BIKINI AND GOLD GLOVES HERE IS THE SHY GIRL......CLARE. I raise my arms in the air and acknowledge the crowd. My female trainer massages my arms and my butterflies are going crazy in my stomach. I tell myself once the fight begins that the nerves will go away. I stare at you from across the ring. I'm going to destroy you.
04:03 <shygirlclare> 
10:50 <patricia> My opponent has entered the ring, my cheeks are flushing with jealousy, seeing a pretty girl who will surely have the support of the public, the difference in weight is finally minimal, but she is much taller than me, her long arms will be a definite advantage. The announcer asks us to approach the center of the ring. We are now face to face, we challenge each other with our eyes, our chests brush, our breaths accelerate. The announcer informs us that the referee is late due to a car breakdown. I take this announcement as a sign of fate, I treacherously hit my opponent with an uppercut with my right fist in his stomach..... The bell rings and the crowd shouts for this lack of sportsmanship, but I absolutely have to win this fight because I'm riddled with debt, I'm ready for any shot, even the low blows.....
11:01 <Sylvie> I provoke the trainer of Patricia's opponent: I saw the statistics, how long do you think your champion will last in the ring before going to bed, knocked out? AAAAA, I laugh with a sadistic little smile
02:52 <shygirlclare> I get hit hard by an uppercut before the bell. Ooooffff my sexy flat belly absorbs some of the blow but I didn't expect it. I back off as I hear my corner woman demand a referee. I cover my belly to protect it as the pain is already an issue. I can see the desperation in your eyes. I need to fight that intensity with more intensity. I go for a big right hand to the face to try and answer your start of the fight.
08:39 <patricia> The leather of my glove slams on your stomach, you back off, I follow up with a left hook in the ribs, but I don't have time, you hit me with a big right hand in the face leaving a purplish mark on my cheek, shaking my head, uch! My left hook doesn't touch you, it only grazes your body, I quickly try to regain my senses, I jump on the spot, my two fists in front of my face, I turn around you...... The audience is making a lot of noise, the spectators have come closer to the ropes.
19:42 <shygirlclare> My big gamble paid off as I make contact with your face. You counter with left hook that I'm just able to dodge. In fact it grazed my body. I'm clearly not in my element as the audience is getting closer to the ropes. This adds to the anxiety that I already have. My trainer is yelling at me to focus. I dance around you a bit trying to circle you looking for that advantage. I think I'm quicker than you so maybe I can keep shuffling to get you out of position. You have your gloves up so I need a strategy. I go in with a fake left jab only to step forward with a hard right cross aimed at your bellybutton.
20:30 <patricia> I move my fists, I hesitate to attack, I block your fake left jab, but you step forward with a hard right cross aimed at my navel, the leather slams on my little belly bulging: uch! I am determined to win this fight, my sister encourages me loudly, I approach, trying to hit you in the ribs with two hooks, left, then right.....
20:34 <shygirlclare> I slam my right into your very sexy belly. I hear a very satisfying smack. My minor victory is short lived as you return with two lefts to my ribs. The first connects and my breathing gets short for a moment. I block your second left and see a right coming that I get my glove out. I deflect it and slow it down but it still hits. I wince from the pain. I try too put that in the back of my mind by throwing two snapping left jabs to your chin. Then follow it up with a right uppercut to your bikini line.
20:49 <patricia> A small smile appears at the corner of my lips as I feel my gloves hit your ribs, unfortunately my guard is too low and I can't avoid two blows on the chin, my head nods, I'm half stunned, I step back but you follow up with a vicious uppercut in my already painful lower abdomen, I bend in half, grimacing and moaning, my face distorted by pain and rage, I stand up and I try a direct fist with my right fist in the direction of your chest to stop you.....
21:13 <shygirlclare> I have you in trouble already. I know the round is coming to an end soon. You seem folded by my uppercut but you come back strong and throw a straight to my chest that hits me. The pain is intense but I'm fresh and can keep focused. Definitely something my corner will have to deal with between rounds. I push forward going for an overhead right to the side of your head taking advantage of my height and follow it up with a left hook again to your belly.
21:20 <patricia> My glove crushes your right breasts, but you take this painful blow and take advantage of your large size, I manage to block your punch to the head, leaving my belly defenseless, the leather of your glove slams with a low noise in my stomach, snatching a crisis of pain, sweat begins to cover my old body, My skin sparkles in the spotlight. The repetition of the blows received in the stomach causes a pain each time greater, I back up to the ropes, blowing hard and letting out hoarse cries
21:28 <shygirlclare> I push in trying too trap you in my corner. My chest throbbing from your last punch. I stay low trying to protect myself. You seem hurt but you are a crafty veteran and this maybe a trap. Cautiously I move in throwing a left and a right at your very erotic stomach. I can feel swear dripping down my forehead.
09:00 <patricia> I feel the ropes on my back, I can't go back, your left fist hits the area of my liver: Haaaaaaa! You immediately follow up with a right hand, still in my belly, continuing to hit in an already painful area. The intense pain of the blow to the liver paralyzes me, but I know it will subside after about fifteen seconds. I'm trapped in your corner, my legs are flexing, I grab the ropes on each side so as not to fall to my knees, letting me become easy prey for a few moments :aaa !ooo! biiiiitch! My sister's screams give me the courage to resume the fight, I stand up, for the moment my gloves are still clinging to the ropes........
09:04 <patricia> 
09:17 <patricia> the perspiration has moistened my panties, making them transparent and revealing a tuft of black hair, the little top of my bikini has slipped off, my big breasts are bare now, although for the moment I am dominated my nipples are pointing with excitement, men whistle and applaud this topless outfit, I am enraged, but for me the most important thing is to win this fight, even if I have to continue topless.....
17:47 <shygirlclare> My whole body shows the strain of the first rounds. My Carmel skin has a sheen of sweat. My blows have knocked you're tits out freeing your bikini top the burden of holding them. You have an amazing body at any age. For a moment I thought I dropped you but you hung onto the ropes and quickly got off them. Still right now your defenses are weakened. My shots to your belly have been successful so far so I throw a left hook to your belly button but change up for my second punch. I try an uppercut targeting your right tit.
19:42 <patricia> Hanging on to the ropes I am an easy target, I get up but your left hook hits my aching stomach with a sharp snap and sends me back against the ropes, I hold on to the ropes again with a hoarse scream, I stand up again, your uppercut in my right breast makes me cry out in pain, My breasts are crushed, deformed, exhausted, I try to wrap my arms around your chest to stop the rain of blows..... The duration of the first round has passed now, but the organizer is waiting to see which of the two women will go to the mat before ringing the bell.....
20:14 <shygirlclare> I've hurt you to the point you hug me in desperation. The feeling of your body against mine gives me that tingle you know where. We try to wrestle for position. Our bodies slick from the round. The crowd enjoying the spectacle are surrounding the ring. My trainer shouts at me to get you off. I move to get my arms in a position that I can forcefully push you off hard to the ropes.
20:46 <patricia> You push me back into the ropes, I stagger, hold on to the ropes again, my sister's screams give me a little courage, despite the pain in my stomach, I try to resume the fight I raise my fists in front of my face, I throw my right fists to try to hit you in the face while letting out a loud cry: AAAA!
20:51 <shygirlclare> You hit me in the face but it doesn't have a lot on it. Still it gives me pause for a second. I remind myself not to let myself get lazy. I still have you on the ropes though. I get my head low and fire a 123 combo. A left hook to your belly, a right cross to your head and a left uppercut aimed slightly lower than allowed.
20:57 <patricia> I didn't manage to hurt you, your left hook in my still painful belly bends me in half :aaar! Your right cross on my head straightens me up and sticks me against the ropes, the left uppercut in my crotch finishes me off :aaar! I fall to my knees, mouth open, trying to catch my breath, my two gloves in shell on my pussy....DING! At the end of the first round, I remain on my knees on the ground moaning in pain, shaking my head: Oh my God! my pussy!
21:08 <shygirlclare> "I'm sorry did that hurt? Maybe should have waited for a referee." I move to my corner and sit down as I get a drink. My trainer encourages me to keep it up. She slowly moves her hands under my bikini. Opening and closing it to keep me cool. Some fans can see my dark bush under my bikini.
21:08 <shygirlclare> 
21:14 <patricia> the referee still hasn't arrived but the organizer takes the opportunity to make the rounds last longer: DING! The second round begins. I stayed on my knees moaning, I start to get up when the gong rings again, my legs wide apart so as not to lose, I raise my fists in front of my face. My body bears the marks of my opponent's blows, my nipples are still pointing, I'm weakened but I still think I can win this fight
21:20 <patricia> (legs wide apart so as not to lose my balance)
21:23 <shygirlclare> The bell rings and I get a nice smack on my fanny. I'm surprised your sister didn't help you out more. Oh well your a sittingduck. I rush to you with my guard up. I can see your on rollerskates you have no footwork. I test you out with a soft jab to your chin then I use a huge right cross to your belly. I want to take the wind out of you.
21:29 <patricia> Sylvie couldn't help me regain my senses because I was close to your corner, she encourages me but I can't avoid your blows, I manage to block the blow to the chin but your huge right hand sinks into my belly aaa! Bitch! I bend my knees a little, lean forward, I get up, and go back to the fight, I clumsily try a left hook towards your ribs
21:32 <shygirlclare> I hit you hard again but you have zero quit in you. You throw a soft left hook that I block. I then go for what I've wanted to do since the beginning. I move in and go for a huge passionate kiss. The type that might take a fighters breath away. As I move in my thigh brushes against your almost exposed pussy.
21:36 <Knockoutgurl> Get her Claire!!
21:38 <patricia> No, bitch! You stick your lips to my mouth, I try to push you away but your thigh hits my crotch: aaa!I step back, walking like a duck holding both my hands in a shell on my stomach, shaking my head, my face is distorted by pain:biiiiitch ...
21:43 <shygirlclare> A sneak peak for you later when I take you in the back after I win. I'm so turned on by this grandmother. I didn't think it was possible for me to be attracted to you but i want you. I want you bad. I move towards you going for a fake wirh my left trying to get your guard away for your belly. I throw a heavy right cross again towards your bellybutton.
21:43 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> mmm, crush her body!
21:47 <Kay_Donovan> *jumps up and down happily* bobblehead that bish!
22:12 <Knockoutgurl> (I think she knocked her out of the ring!)
22:16 <shygirlclare> (That's what you did to me.)
07:25 <patricia> I massage my crotch with my boxing gloves, I can't put back in place the small fabric that reveals a lip of my vulva and my thick black bush. Little bitch! I raise my fists continuing to growl with rage, I wiggle my stomach and my big buttocks trying to calm the pain, I block your left and another heavy right cross hits my navel: uch, I put one knee on the ground, my sister hits the ring floor with both hands: come on! Come on, get up! You turn around me, I get up, my mouth dry, I couldn't drink at the break, staggered I try to hit you with two hooks in the ribs: right, left
01:12 <shygirlclare> You get one knee to the ground underscores we have no referee. To give you credit you pop up immediately and fight back. You go for a right to my side that I block and a left to my other side that hits but it doesn't have a lot on it. I smile knowing I have you. I go back into action dancing on my feet. Showing the difference in our bodies. I circle you looking to surgically strike. I snap one powerful left jab to your eye. Dance around again and wait to snap another left jab to your eye. Finally dancing around I snap a third left jab to your eye and move in for a right cross to your belly button.
08:39 <patricia> My blows have no effect because you stay take advantage of your tall size and my tiredness, my sister shouts at me: move! Move! You hit my right eye once, then a second time, you turn around me, I move with difficulty and then strike third time. My eye swells and closes, I'm going to have a hard time parrying the blows coming from that side. You hit my stomach again, your glove sinks into my aching abs, I moan, wobble but I don't fall to my knees, I try to defend myself with a left-right combo in the direction of your face..........
20:15 <shygirlclare> Your eye swells closed from three jabs. My right sinks into your abs. I can feel your ab muscles collapsing under my strength. You are a warrior though and instead of doing the smart thing and going down you charge right at me. You swing a left and a right at my face that I easily dodge getting my head back. It's time for me to pick you apart. I've already closed an eye now it's time to focus on those surprisingly firm tits. I fake a left jab them come in with a right cross to your chest followed up by a left hook to your other tit.
09:23 <patricia> You dodge my blows to the head, you simulate a left jab and then a right cross on my chest which throws me into the ropes :aaar!, you continue with a left hook on my right breast which is crushed by your gloves. I am hanging on to the top rope so as not to fall, my two arms on each side are wrapping the rope, I try to catch my breath......
09:23 <patricia> 
22:54 <shygirlclare> You retreat to the corner to stsy standing up. The crowd feels the end is near as they are all on there feet. My trainer is shouting too me to finish you off. Your gloved hands are using the top rope to stay up leaving you defensless. I stalk you making sure escape is impossible. You face shows exhaustion. I once again go for a passionate kiss. Maybe this will take the rest of your breath away.
09:00 <patricia> The hubbub of the crowd drowns out the screams of the coaches who give advice and encouragement to the two women in the ring. I open my mouth wide, filling my lungs with oxygen, a violent pain starting from my stomach, my chest, radiates throughout my body. You press your mouth against mine, my eyes wide open look at you wickedly, I shake my head trying to escape this attempt to choke, I try to breathe through my nose, my right foot hits the ring mat in rage, I try to unhook myself from the ropes, but I fail because you keep me firmly glued to the ring ropes with your kiss
23:44 <shygirlclare> I break off my kiss and give you a light tapping on the bridge of your nose. I step back and admire my handy work. I am creating a work of art and you are my canvas. I give you a smile and throw a short left uppercut to your belly and then a short right uppercut to your left nipple.
08:56 <patricia> You hit me on the nose: haaa! slut! A small trickle of blood flows from my left nostril, the taste of blood fills my mouth, you take a step back, I take advantage of these few seconds of respite to regain my strength, mouth open, unable to move. My body is shiny with sweat, my skin is covered with the marks of your blows. Arrr! You continue with an uppercut in my stomach, I squirm in pain, then a short right uppercut to my left nipple, which is crushed, deformed, the leather of your glove rips on my erect nipples: oh my god.........
08:56 <patricia> 
03:12 <shygirlclare> The round is almost over and I feel I can finish you at anytime. Your face in agony let's me know everything I need to. I move in and give you a kiss 💋 on your forehead as you hang from the ropes helpless. I look to your sister "You better clean her up in time for the third. .." I walk away swaying my hips to the left and right putting on a show. I walk to my corner and turn away and just look at you with lust in my eyes. "Wait for it " DING DING... end of round two.
03:12 <shygirlclare> 
09:00 <patricia> Bitch! You humiliate me with your kiss on the forehead, helpless clinging to the ropes, I can't react. Ding! Ding! The round ends, Sylvie climbs on the ring, takes care of my eye, gives me a bottle of water that I swallow greedily until the last drop, my sister passes a wet sponge over my skin, waves a towel to refresh me Ding! Ding! The time went by so quickly that Sylvie didn't give me any instructions for the third round. She slaps my buttocks and I head to the center of the ring, my fists raised in front of my face. My breasts are bare, they are dangling, I haven't had time to put the top of my bikini back on, I punch a few times, eager to correct you after what you did to me during the first two rounds.......
00:06 <shygirlclare> I stand up as my trainer towels me off and open and closes my bikini bottoms to cool me off. I whisper to my trainer and she gets a big smile. I take a step forward staring right at you the entire time. My trainer removes my top to bare my young perky tits. I shake them for the crowd and sweat flies off me. DING DING... I take a very confident walk the center. "Time for bed time grandma " I step in unfortunately to a blow right at my bikini bottoms. My lips take an O shape as I back off in pain.
11:10 <patricia> The crowd hanging on the ropes thinks the fight is over, young men boo me, thumbs down. But I was able to regain my strength, I smile inside. You seem caught up in this euphoria, you put yourself topless, little whore, like for a fashion show, you step forward shaking your breasts. My sister boos you: boooo! As soon as you are within my reach, I rush and send an uppercut with my right into your lower abdomen, your lips take the shape of an O, you recoil in pain, I chase you with two right and left hooks, crushing your young breasts.......
23:20 <shygirlclare> I try to get my hands up but the pain clouds my mind. I feel the sting of two right hooks and a left hook to my breast. I try to back up put the combination of the pain and impact drops me to the canvas. I lie there on my butt in shock.
23:20 <shygirlclare> 
23:21 <shygirlclare> I'm covering my breasts and trying to figure out what happened.
08:21 <patricia> You're sitting on the ring mat, stunned, I put my right foot on your left shoulder to try to lay you down in the ring, my arms do a double bicep curl as a sign of easy victory. The crowd protests loudly, the presenter announces: we ask Patricia to go back to the corner immediately under penalty of disqualification! I go back to my corner crying out about injustice, I am taken to task by some of your supporters and I kick those who are too close to the ropes. Involuntarily, I gave you a lot of time to recover. The presenter asks you to stand up: 1 .......2 .......
20:22 <shygirlclare> I push your foot off me. The image of your dominant pose turns me on and disgusts me at the same time. You get ordered to a neutral corner. 1 ...2... 3.... I pound my gloves to the mat out of frustration. My trainer is pleading with me to get up. 4.... 5.... I start to stand and get my gloves up to show I can still fight. 6.... 7.... 8.... I receive the full eight count. I look over at you and I'm ready to end you. No more playing around. FIGHT....
09:40 <patricia> 1, 2 3. The countdown goes by slowly, the bounty of the fight comes back to my mind, the banknotes accumulate in my pierced pockets, the image of all those to whom I say money turns around my head, 7, 8, I come back to reality, I have heard nothing of the speech my sister gave me during my daydream. I'm confident, a few well-placed shots and this kid is going to take a good nap on the ring mat. My left eye is almost completely closed but the right one is in good condition, I step forward, both fists in front of my face.......
23:41 <shygirlclare> I get on my toes and bounce a bit looking to show I'm completely fine. I took my opponent lightly and I paid the price. I tell myself not to let my embarrassment guide my emotions. Do what i need to do to win. I move in and I'm going to sting that bit of confidence she has. I keep my distance but measure my prey. When I see an opening i snap off a left jab to the chin and then go for a right hook to the temple.
08:30 <patricia> The crowd applauds when you get up, on my side, tingles of pleasure tickle my lower abdomen, my nipples are swollen, I'm sure of my victory because for the moment I haven't gone to the mat, I can hope for a victory on points. I decide to finish you off right away, I try a right jab but you stand out of reach, I just move air, you go on the attack: left jab, right hook, uch! My head is shaking, the two blows have hit their target, I'm a little stunned, I raise my two fists to protect my face, I step back a little to regain my senses
21:36 <shygirlclare> I power in getting low to make myself a lesser target. I seem to have taken the advantage once again. You have your gloves protecting your face. I get in close throwing two very short punches one a right and the second a left targeting between your pussy and your belly button. Neither get great extension. I then try to slip a huge right uppercut to your chin from down low.
08:06 <patricia> You approach by throwing two very short punches, they are not very powerful but he hits sensitive areas: uch! I wince, taking these two strikes while moaning, the one in the navel has compressed my full bladder because I drank a lot at the break, I slide back, my fists still in front of my face, you then try a huge right uppercut on my chin, I hardly manage to block it, I try a right hand in your chest to stop you, My feet continue to slide backwards, I try to put a little distance between us, the pain in my head dissipates, replaced by the one in my stomach.....
00:08 <shygirlclare> You get your hand to my chest slowing me down a bit. I have you on the retreat. I'm starting to tire a bit from swinging but I'm young and know I can recover between rounds. With sweat rolling down my face I try to time again a left hook and a right cross right above your pubic region trying to get full extension for maximum damage.
09:56 <patricia> I managed to push you away, but you're coming back again, your two strikes are made with maximum force this time: arrr! I bend my knees slightly, curl up moaning, I don't have the strength to retaliate, I step back a little more but I feel the ropes on my back, I hear my sister's encouragement mixed with the cries of the crowd, I lower my right elbow a little to try to protect my stomach.......
03:29 <shygirlclare> I see your face in agony and i can feel we have entered the beginning of the end. I have you on the ropes and I fake another left uppercut to your sexy bellybutton. You lower your right elbow to protect yourself. I stop and give you a smile and a wink as I throw a headhunting right to your temple.
09:07 <patricia> Stuck in the ropes, I try to escape, even if I am on the right, but before I can take a step to the side, another uppercut hits my stomach: uch! The pain immobilizes me for a few moments, then you hit me several times in time, my vision blurs, I fall to the ground......
01:44 <shygirlclare> I'm so pumped that I want to just jump on top of you. The announcer informs me that I need to go to a neutral corner. I think for a moment to ignore those instructions but I'm talked out of it by my corner woman. I get to my corner but want to stay ready. The announcer shouts.
01:44 <shygirlclare> ONE...
01:45 <shygirlclare> The crowd joins in with the count.
01:45 <shygirlclare> TWO...
09:23 <patricia> Lying on the ground I don't hear the start of the countdown, Sylvie hits the ring mat with her fists to wake me up, the vibrations, the screams of the crowd counting with the announcer pull me out of my unconsciousness: four... five.....six....Haaaan! I try to get into four leagues, but I collapse to the mat, seven..... I wiggle my big buttocks glistening with sweat.....eight, AAAAAA! I try to get up again but I fall to the ground again, arms and legs apart, nine! I squirm slowly on the ground like a worm.......Ten, OUT! The crowd applauds your victory loudly..........
15:20 <shygirlclare> 10.... OUT...
15:41 <shygirlclare> I jump on the middle of the rope and drink in the applause. I raise my arms in the air as sweat flies off my near nude body. My trainer rushes into the ring and I jump into her arms. I look at you being attended by your sister. How disappointed you must be. Finally things settle down and the promoter requests us in the center. He grabs both of our wrists. A guy with a microphone tells the crowd to shut up. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN IN THE FIRST ROUND OF THE LIGHT WEIGHT BOXING TOURNAMENT... WINNER BY UNDISPUTED KNOCKOUT IN THE THIRD ROUND IN A HUGE UPSET. ..THE WINNER AND MOVING ON TO THE SECOND ROUND THE SHY GIRL.....CLLLLLARRRREEEE!!!!. The promoter raises my arm declaring me the winner. I look over at you with your head down. I walk over to you as whisper "I want a more private rematch with you."
16:06 <patricia> Sylvie is sitting on a chair in front of the ring, her hands around her face, she ruminates on the financial consequences of my defeat. In the ring I am forced to witness your triumph, my face and my body bear the purplish marks of all your blows, my skin is shiny with sweat, my bare breasts hang a little, I am with my head down, hoping not to have to suffer any stakes.......
17:19 <shygirlclare> 
20:06 <patricia> end?
20:20 <shygirlclare> End
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