Female Boxing Federation

 Valenzuela: For me, this BKB fight with Beckie Keegan isn't going to be just any undercard match—it's a battle fueled by redemption, Mexicana pride, and sheer determination. Under the bright lights of the upcoming Suki vs. Patricia Bare Knuckle Boxing Championship, I will stand on the brink of a fight that goes beyond the title; it's a step towards reclaiming what was brutally denied me. My past clash with the unstoppable Jap Destroyer, Suki,( https://venus.chatfighters.com/story/77858) left me battered, but far from broken. Now, to earn another shot at her, I must face the relentless Busty Beckie Keegan in an undercard fight—a powerhouse who lives up to her fearsome reputation.

Valenzuela: This fight is no walk in the park. At 5'4" and a solid 177 lbs, Beckie is all about raw power and crushing blows, while I, La Princesa Karla Valenzuela, standing at 5'3" and 120 lbs, rely on speed, agility, and boxing finesse. This clash of styles is what makes this fight electric—her thunderous punches against my lightning-fast strikes. At 47, she's got the experience, but at 32, I've got the stamina and the hunger to prove myself. Can I out maneuver her, chipping away at her defences until she crumbles? Or will she catch me with that one decisive knockout punch, sending me crashing to the canvas before I even get my chance at redemption with the Jab Destroyer?

Valenzuela: The stakes are higher than ever. This is more than just a fight—it's a war to reclaim my honor, to prove that I have what it takes to stand toe-to-toe with the best. The outcome is uncertain, but one thing is for sure: the ring is about to become a battlefield, and I'm ready to give it everything I've got. Training hard and steady for this fight.

Lady_Penelope:

Lady_Penelope: Sitting at my desk in my office, dressed in my usual tight fitting black evening dress that hugs my corpulent figure, my cigarette holder in one hand and my mobile phone in the other hands pressed to my ear. “Yes, darling, yes… always pleased to do business with you Nicola, darling… Yes, yes, she’s ready to fight again… you know her, she just loves a good scrap… Sure Rose Bonito KO-ed her, but come on, Bonito hit her with a steel pipe!... And Beckie is just itching to get her hands on Bonito for a rematch by the way, but what did you have in mind for a match and opponent for her?... Uh-huh,… Uh-huh,… I see, bareknuckle huh,… well Beckie has a good record in bareknuckle…”

Lady_Penelope: “Over at my WEFC Club (https://venus.chatfighters.com/federations/Womens_Extreme_Fighting_Club) she KO-ed Malevolent Mandy, (https://venus.chatfighters.com/story/55334) and she was a 5’8”, 230lbs, Super-Heavyweight, and KO-ed Patti the Tejano Mauler, (https://venus.chatfighters.com/story/59642) she was a 5’5”, 135lbs, middleweight, fast hands and quick on her feet… until Beckie put her down and out!... (laughs)… So, who do you have in mind?... Uh-huh… uh-huh… Mexican huh?... La Princesa… What was that?... 5’3”, 118lbs,… she’s a featherweight!, I mean, Beckie’s got 60lbs on her, you sure this is a fair fight?...” I listen, nodding, and smiling.

Lady_Penelope: “I see, she went how long against Suki Squid?... (nods)… That’s impressive, that Suki is a real destroyer… look what she did to you… twice!... Okay, okay, calm down sweetie, I know you don’t need reminding of that… (grins wickedly)… So, what’s the deal?... I see, I see,… Contenders Match… winner gets a shot at Suki Squid and the title… and you say this Karla Valenzuela is 118lbs… (smiles)… Okay, you’re on, Busty Beckie will fight her… usual rules, no rounds, KO finish and… winner gets a title shot… great doing business with you Nicola darling, and pass on my best regards to Lord Darcy, tell him I miss him… Ciao darling.” I tap off on the mobile phone and put it down on the desk, then turn and look at Busty Beckie as she stands in front of the desk. I grin and say, “What a dumb slapper!... Lady… (Shakes my head dismissively)… Nicola Darcy, who does she think she is?...”

Busty_Beckie_Keegan:

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: “So, what’s this?... You got me another fight at The Darcy’s Club?...”

Lady_Penelope: “Yes,… Bareknuckle Boxing,… a Contenders Match, against a… Karla Valenzuela… calls herself… La Princesa… (laughs)… she’s 5’3”, 118lbs from… Mexico…”

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: “Mexico??... Ya mean she’s a… LATINA… ya know I HATE LATINA’S… those bitches never fight clean!...”

Lady_Penelope: “Beckie, sweetie,… You never fight clean either… that’s why I can get you so much work at The Darcy’s… and the winner of this fight gets a title match against… The Japanese Destroyer… Suki Squid…”

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: “Oooh… that Suki is… tough… with a capital T… did you say that this Karla had fought her?...”

Lady_Penelope: “Yes, apparently, she put on a good show before The Japanese Destroyer put her down and out… but you’ve got 60lbs on this Karla La Princesa… soak up her punches and then flatten her… you’re a big hitter, you catch her square on the chin, and they’ll have to pick her up out of the front row…”

Busty_Beckie_Keegan:

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: “It’s alright for you to say… soak up her punches… you ain’t the one getttin’ hit in the face… but I gotta admit that beatin’ the crap out of one of these Latina bitch’s will be good, and then a shot at the Squid Woman, someone needs to put that Japanese bitch in her place!...”

13:48 Lady_Penelope: “That’s the attitude sweetie, and the belt and the prize money will be good too… not to mention the expression on the face of that slut Nicola Darcy when we’ve got her precious Women’s Bareknuckle Title Belt…”

Valenzuela:

Valenzuela: I arrive at Darcy’s just as the main event is reaching its brutal climax ( https://venus.chatfighters.com/story/78162 ). The atmosphere crackles with tension as I catch sight of Patricia, barely hanging on, draped over the ropes like a battered rag doll. Suki, her opponent, is relentless, her eyes gleaming with a cold, merciless fire. The Frenchwoman is struggling to keep her guard up, but Suki is a force of nature, and the crowd can sense the impending knockout. In a flash, Suki's right hook crashes into Patricia's chin, snapping her head to the side. The impact is brutal, but Suki isn't done. A split second later, she delivers a left uppercut that sends Patricia's head snapping back, her body swaying precariously. The crowd roars, half in awe, half in horror. Then, with surgical precision, Suki drives a straight right into Patricia's nose. The sickening crunch of bone and cartilage echoes through the arena as blood sprays out like a crimson mist. Patricia’s legs buckle, and it's clear that this fight is over.

Valenzuela: Just as Suki steps forward, ready to deliver another blow, Lady Darcy steps in, her voice cutting through the chaos as she stops the slaughter. The match is over, but the damage is done—Patricia is a broken mess, and Suki stands tall, a victorious predator savoring her kill. As I watch the carnage unfold, a steely resolve hardens within me. Suki may be unstoppable now, but someone needs to teach her a lesson in humility. That someone is going to be me. But first, I’ve got another challenge to face—Beckie Keegan, tonight’s undercard opponent, and the first hurdle on my path to taking Suki down.

Valenzuela: With the fight still fresh in my mind, I head to my small, dimly lit changing room, the air thick with anticipation. I strip down and methodically slip into my fight gear, each piece a ritual that steels my nerves and focuses my mind. Tonight, I’m wearing my usual outfit— a crisp white sports bra that hugs my chest, blue gladiator-style trunks that hang on my hips, and a pair of white boxing boots that lace up to my calves. I wrap my hands in black gauze and tape, the material tight against my skin, a reminder of the power I’m about to unleash.

Valenzuela: A light coating of Vaseline on my face to prevent cuts, and a black mouth guard slipped between my teeth, and I’m ready. I can feel the adrenaline pulsing through my veins, the fire in my belly stoked by the violence I just witnessed. Beckie Keegan doesn’t know it yet, but she’s about to step into the ring with a woman on a mission. I take a deep breath, the taste of the fight already on my tongue, and wait for my name to be called to ringside. Tonight, I’m not just fighting to win—I’m fighting for glory. Viva Mexico!

Suki_Squid: Mexico number 10!

Valenzuela: I hear Suki's voice, obviously staying on to watch the fight! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!

patricia: I had to make a scandal to get into the Darcy club without paying, me, a celebrity in the world of women's fighting, black tights, sexy blue mini skirt, white boots, little top that I wear without a bra with my little handbag. I decided to let my hair grow, I wear my little ponytail, I snub the whole audience by wiggling my buttocks, I head to the brand table, I pick up a paper from the floor, revealing my buttocks and the black mini thong I'm wearing, then I sit right in front of the ring, I ask my neighbor it's Beckie who, already? Oh yes, and the other one, the Mexican, Maria no doubt? Oh no? Valenzuela. I wave my right hand in front of my face: my god it's hot, can you crack me down with a cold drink!

patricia:

Lady_Penelope: I make my way backstage to Beckie’s changing room, knock on the door, but don’t wait for anyone to invite me in, I just push the door open and step into the room. Beckie is admiring herself in the mirror.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan:

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I am getting myself psyched-up for the fight, checking on the fit of my red-bikini in the mirror in my changing room. I am a solid 177lbs, 5’4” tall, and while I may not be fast on my feet, I’ve got a knock-out punch and if I can land it then… I smirk at my image in the mirror. Suddenly the door bursts open, I look around, it’s Lady Penny… “Are they ready for us?” I ask.

Lady_Penelope: Lady Penelope: Laughing and shaking my head. “It’ll be a couple of minutes yet… You wouldn’t believe the fight I’ve just seen out there… (Shakes my head)… The Darcy’s matched Patricia,… (Beckie looks blank)… you know her,… Patricia… that slut from France… (Beckie suddenly looks like she understands)… well, she went up against Suki Squid… the Japanese Destroyer… (shakes my head)… Suki put her down 3 times, well I think it was 3, I may have lost count… (Laughs again)… I mean, you’ve got to admire Patricia, she got up each time and kept going… until she couldn’t take anymore… and… (laughs again)… she used her usual tricks, I don’t know how many low-blows Patricia threw… (shakes my head again)…”

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: “Yeah?... Well, ya gotta do what ya gotta do… this is unlicensed underground, not some Olympic amateur boxing with head gear, those Darcy’s ain’t so good on followin’ the rules, is they?”

Lady_Penelope: I smile. “That’s right Beckie, and neither are you? Are you?... You know what I want, don’t you?... Do whatever it takes to put this Mexican tart, Karla Valenzuela, flat on her back counting the ceiling lights and get yourself a title shot… and then we’ll deal with is Japanese Destroyer… (smiles)… Whatever it takes Beckie… you’re a lot bigger than her, use your power, punch her lights out!...”

Busty_Beckie_Keegan:

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I look back into the mirror and pull a muscle pose, “Yeah, I am looking forward to beating the crap out of this Latina slut… I hate Latina’s… let’s get on with this…” I turn from the mirror and walk out of the changing room to go and stand backstage, ready to be introduced.

 Lady_Penelope: I grin and follow Beckie out of the changing room to the backstage area, ready for the introductions.

 Valenzuela: I now exit my changing room, and then turn to my right to go to the entrance that I'm meant to use to enter the arena and the ring. Clearly Beckie is supposed to use the entrance on the opposite side. And to my surprise there are two very big women blocking the entrance. I don’t know them, and I don’t give a fuck who they are, but they should not be here. As I come up behind them I blurt out “Hey hippo asses, move it, so I can be ready for when her Ladyship introduces me!”

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: As I wait behind the grubby curtain that separates the changing area from the warehouse and ring at the Darcy's I suddenly hear... “Hey hippo asses, move it,..." I spin around, an angry glare on my face... "Who are you calling... hippo ass??!!..." I snap back, but then pause as I recognize the bitch has a spanish twang to her accent, and she is clearly dressed for a fight... I smirk... "Well, well,... if it ain't the Mexican slag that I am gonna beat the crap out of tonight..." then I step up close to you, pushing my face into your face, my large 42DD tits pressing into yours, my thick belly, pushing into your belly... "Ya better watch that mouth of yours slag, cos if ya make me angry I might just hold ya up so I can beat ya to pulp before I KO ya!..."

 Valenzuela: I realise as this woman, who clogs the hall with her body, is the Keegan slut. Before I think, I let out at her in Spanish "¡Puta estúpida! ¿Qué haces aquí? ¡Muévete ahora o te daré una paliza y te enviaré al infierno!!!!!!" which translates loosely into move your stupid ass, among other things. I place my hands on my hips and stare straight into her eyes as her 42DD's mushroom over my 30B's. No way am I gonna back down, as I try to burn a hole in you with my dark eyes. Coming up behind me is a big bouncer and coming up behind Beckie from the arena is another tough looking guy. The one behind me quickly says, "Apologies Seniorita, but someone gave you the wrong directions, your entrance is back this way, if you could follow me please. Ladies, we must save this for the audience!" I then make a gesture to my opponent using the middle finger of both hands, as I take a step back, not taking my eyes off from you, as if they contain laser beams.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: As I press into you, you babble something in Spanish, I have no idea what you said, but your tone tells me that it wasn't a compliment... I snort, my nostrils flair, and my upper lip quivers... "What did ya say? You scrawny Spanish Slag!" I snarl, ignoring the fact that you are actually Mexican... you plant your hands on your hips and glare back at me... I start to press forward, leaning my 177lbs up against you, confident that I can bully your small frame backwards... but suddenly two large hands grab my shoulders and yank me backwards... hands taht are too big, even for Lady Penny,... it's the Darcy's bouncers... as they pull us apart and try to force us in opposite directions I notice you give me the middle finger... As the muscle man drags me away I point at you... "You're goin down slag... you're gonna regret that...gonna beat ya to a pulp!" is my parting comment as I am pulled away.

 Valenzuela: As I get pulled backwards by the bouncer that spoke, I shout out "It is lucky for you these bouncers were here, puta!"

 patricia: I'm going to have a good evening, the girls seem to hate each other, I understand Spanish and English, I look falsely offended when I hear these ladies say bad words.....

lord_darcy: As I climb into the ring to announce the second match of the evening, I can hear some loud, angry, voices from backstage, one seems to be yelling something in Spanish and the other in a coarse south London accent. I look out of the ring at my wife, “This is your doing, I told you we shouldn’t be hiring riff-raff for the fights, send Eric and Ernie to sort it out.” I watch my wife ordering our two estate gardeners, Eric and Ernie, who double as security to go backstage and pull the two cats apart.

lord_darcy:

 Suki_Squid: Goo heavens what kind of zoo you running here Darcy? skipping the Lord title

 lord_darcy: I turn back to the crowd and raise my microphone, “Now for our second match of the evening, again in the Women’s Bare Knuckle Boxing Division”. The crowd cheers. “This is a Number One Contenders match, the winner will face… the CHAMPION,… SUKI SQUID,… at one of the club’s future shows.” Again, the crowd cheers. “Tonight’s match is an… INTERNATIONAL MATCH… featuring… hailing from MEXICO and weighing in at 118lbs and standing 5’3” tall, the self-proclaimed LA PRINCESA… KARLA VALENZUELA… who will be fighting a… local favorite… from the stable of LADY PENELOPE, weighing in at 177lbs and standing 5’4” tall she is the self-proclaimed… BIG-TITTED BITCH… BUSTY… BECKIE KEEGAN…” The crowd whoops and hollers. “But first, please welcome back to the ring, the woman who is in charge of… applying the rules… (I look around the crowd with a smile on my face)… or perhaps more accurately, making them up as she goes along… please welcome your REFEREE… LADY… DARCY!!...”

 Lady_Darcy: I climb back into the ring and give my husband a withering glare, what does he mean “make the rules up as I go along”, I apply the rules fairly and squarely, just sometimes I have lapses where I don’t see things or forget that things are against the rules.

Lady_Darcy:

 Lady_Darcy: I go to a neutral corner and wait for the fighters to make their entrances.

Suki_Squid: gives an eye roll remembering the French tart who repeatedly fouled me

lord_darcy: I see that my wife doesn’t look too pleased, but hey, she booked this match and it’s up to her to try and keep these two from beating each other senseless. What am I saying, that’s the whole point of the club fights, winner by knockout only. So, refereeing shouldn’t be that difficult then, I don’t see what she is complaining about. I raise the microphone and look towards the curtain separating backstage from the warehouse. “Let’s have our first fighter out to the ring… please welcome…” yt Karla or Beckie

 Valenzuela: As I step into the underground arena, the dim lights and the low hum of the crowd wash over me. I feel the gritty, familiar rush of adrenaline surge through my veins—this is where I belong. Bare knuckles, no rules, just raw power and skill. I’m a Mexicana, born and bred, with fire in my blood and steel in my bones. At 5'3" and 120 pounds, I know I’m not the biggest in the ring tonight, but size has never been my weapon. My opponent might outweigh me by over 50 pounds, but that just means she’ll hit the floor harder. mtc

Valenzuela: Pride swells in my chest as I make my way to the center, each step echoing my arrogance and the knowledge that I've been underestimated my whole life. But that’s the thing—they see my size and think they’ve got the upper hand. Let them. They’ll learn soon enough that a lioness doesn’t need to be the biggest to take down her prey. I know my opponent. She might be heavier, but she’s slow, predictable. I smirk, knowing that when the dust settles, it’ll be my hand raised in victory. mtc

18:54 Valenzuela: Time to show them what a real fighter looks like. Time to remind them that in this ring, heart and will beat size every damn time. I enter the ring by sliding between the top and middle ropes and then do some shadow boxing as I wait.

 Lady_Darcy: After Karla enters the ring I step over to her and wait for her to stop shadow boxing so that I can pat her down to check for weapons... ... "Okay Karla, arms up in the air..."

Valenzuela: I look at Darcy and then give her a smirk. "I left the brass knuckles at home Dona Darcy, I won't be needing them to bust up this woman you match me with!" Then I raise my arms out to the side.

 Lady_Darcy: As Karla holds her arms out I run my hands over her arms, then her body, then her ass... "Okay, she's clean..." I say with a grin and then turn to return to my neutral corner...

 Valenzuela: "AY AY!!!! Be careful what you are squeezing!"

 lord_darcy: After my wife has patted Karla down I again raise the microphone... "And now please welcome her opponent..." yt Beckie

Lady_Penelope: I push the curtain back and step out into the arena dressed in my black evening dress, with my cigarette holder held in one hand while I hold back the curtain with the other...

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: As Lady Penny holds back the curtain for me I jog out into the warehouse with my arms raised and then start to jog towards the ring, slapping hands with the fans as I pass them, my big 42DD tits bouncing up and down vigorously as I jog, my big ass shaking and wobbling. When I get to the ring steps I jog up them and duck between the ropes into the ring. Making my way to my corner I lean back against the ropes and glare at La Princesa Karla with a grin on my face...

 Lady_Penelope: I follow Beckie to the ring but then go and sit in a front row seat...

Valenzuela: I look her over, with a sneer. "Don't run so much granny, it ain't so good for you and you might collapse before the fight starts!"

 Lady_Darcy: I strut across the ring to Beckie... "Okay, I've got to check you too Beckie..." ... "Assume a position..." yt Beckie

 Valenzuela: "Hey Lady! You better squeeze her as hard as you did me!"

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I can hear the Mexican tart making noices about "Granny", but I just snort and smile and step forward for Lady Darcy to pat me down, raising my arms and putting my hands behind my head to emphasize my voluptuous physique... ... After she runs her hands over me I spin around and show her my ass... ... "Ain't ya gonna check that too?!.." I ask...

 Valenzuela: "Don't bother checking, her ass is a lethal weapon if it falls on you anyway!"

 Lady_Darcy: As I stare at Beckie's ass I hear Karla... then I run my hands over her ass... "Okay, it's all... um... clean, no weapons..." and then I turn and make my way to the middle, signalling for the two women to follow me...

 Valenzuela: I approach the middle of the ring and forms an orthodox stance on one side of the scratch line, left fist and foot leading, right fist held loosely near my chin, elbows nice and tucked in. I roll my shoulders up and down and give a bored yawn.

 lord_darcy: Transfixed for a moment by Beckie's ass I am jolted back to the here and now by the sight of my wife calling the fighters to the middle. I lower the microphone and look at my wife, "Good luck" I say and then leave the ring, going to the front row to sit by Lady Penelope.

 Valenzuela: I raise an eyebrow as I see his Lordship sitting rather close to LP. hmmmm Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I spin around and jog gently to the middle of the ring, standing opposite Karla as she prepares for the fight, rolling her shoulders. I too take up and orthodox stance, my head ducked down behind my fists held high to protect my face... "Okay Latina bitch, time for your beating!" I hiss... Lady_Darcy: I watch both of the fighters as they take up their stance, then I shoot a glance out at Suki and smile, before I look back at Karla and Beckie... "Okay, you both know the rules, what little there are of them... wait for the bell and then... it isn't over until one of you is out cold or quits because she's had enough..." I raise my arm and then let it drop... "FIGHT!!..." I yell and the bell rings... DING... DING... DING... yt Karla

19:37 Valenzuela: I immediately begin to bob from side to side erratically to try and become a hard target, and bounce on my feet, moving towards my right to circle. You are well covered with a high guard, so I wiggle my fingers at you, "C'mon Keegan, BRING IT TO ME! SHOW ME HOW TUFF YOU ARE!" I taunt you, as I keep my eyes on your movements.

19:40 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: The bell rings and you immediately start dancing around, moving to your right, taunting me, challenging me to come after you. Well, I don't want to disappoint you, so I step forward, following you, keeping my guard high, my head down, my elbows tucked in protecting my large breasts... "If ya stop running away slut then I'll show you how hard I can hit..." I fire back at you

 patricia: forgetting that I'm wearing a mini skirt, I'm standing in my seat, I shout: Booooo to Beckie, come on Valenzuela, you're the strongest!

Suki_Squid: "Boo shut up Frenchy. Come on tubby beat that Mexican!" sucks on an Asahi

 Lady_Penelope: I sneer at the French tart as she stands up and starts cheering... "Don't you have any class standards Darcy, do you let anyone in here?!" I say loudly and pompously

Valenzuela: I give you a smirk as you don't engage with me and the crowd becomes animated. Still she moves better than I thought she would, but we see how long that lasts. I keep my guard loose and ready. I then decide to make a move. I hop forward to get in range, feint a jab at your face, then check the jab, and quickly weave low, trying a right uppercut towards just below your navel, and then step quickly left.

 Suki_Squid: mutters damn Mexican

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: You make the first move, sending a left jab at my face, I quickly twist my head and hold my forearms tight in front of my face, but the jab never comes and instead your right thumps into my thick belly... Uff... I grunt as the flesh wobbles and shakes, but I have a thick gut and can take belly punches all night long, I pivot and break my guard, swinging a right hook at the side of your head as you pull away... my big breasts swaying as I lean into the punch...

Valenzuela: Seeing that my uppercut connected and feeling the resistance of your thick belly, I know I need to stay sharp. As I pull back and left, I catch a glimpse of you winding up a right hook aimed at my head, your large frame moving with surprising speed. My instincts kick in—this is no time to stay stationary. I immediately duck under the incoming hook, feeling the wind of your punch just above me. Using the momentum of my movement, I pivot on my left foot and quickly step outside your right guard. My smaller size gives me the advantage here—I’m quicker, more agile. With your punch still finishing its arc, your side is exposed. I explode upwards with a sharp left hook aimed at your jaw, aiming to rattle your focus and keep you on the defensive. As soon as I throw the punch, I step back quickly, resetting my stance and keeping my guard loose but ready, eyes locked on you, reading your movements.

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I swing my right hook with venom, leaning into teh punch, aiming to knock your head off... but your head isn't there when my fist arrives as you duck out of the way. The momentum of my big body, tits, belly and ass causes me to lean to my left, my right side exposed and unguarded and you take advantage, coming at me with a fast left hook, it smacks into my jaw... rattling my head back as I try to straighten up... my head shakes and my big body wobbles a little... but as you step back I shake my head to clear it, blinking my eyes a couple of times as I reform my guard and stance... "Is that all you got little girlie?..." I sneer at you... I step forward, jabbing out with my left first towards your head... "Let's see if you can take a... real... punch!" I sneer and then hook my right fist in a big loop towards your head...

Lady_Penelope: "Come on Beckie... Knock her head off!!..."

 patricia: I sneer as I look at Lady Penelope: braver in your seat than in the ring!

 Valenzuela: I'm watching you closely and now you are angry, like a good Mexicana boxeodora! You step forward jabbing out with your left, so I step back and let those jabs strike the air in front of my face. Then I can not believe what you do next, you loop out a big right fist towards my head, a poorly formed hook, that earned you a left hook to the jaw last time! Did this Gringa learn nothing? NADA? Again I weave under the right looping punch, but this time I explode by sending out another left hook over your right shoulder, trying to hit the side of your head, then I pivot on my right foot and try a right straight towards the centre of your face, and a left jab at your nose as I step back and try to reset my guard.

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I swing my haymaker right, again aiming to put you down with one big punch, but again you dodge out of the way under the hook, and again retaliate with a left hook, this time it smacks into the right side of my head... Ugg... my head snaps to the side and my big body wobbles on my legs, my arms flailing loosely in fornt of me, as I turn my head back to face you... your right flashes out and cracks me on my nose... Urrr... my head snaps back a jolt... then... Urr... I moam again as your left smacks me on the nose and again my head recoils... as my head rolls back to straight a small trickle of blood starts to leak from my nose... I let out a loud growl... GRRR... of anger and reform my guard. getting my fists and forearms up to protect my head, getting my thick, legs set and I step forward towards you...

 Valenzuela: Now we are rocking! And big tits has reformed her guard and is coming forward. Do I stand my ground? I can not possibly trade punches with her, as this would not be sustainable for long, and now this mad cow is coming at me like a juggernut, an unstoppable force. I take a couple of steps back, then try to run around you as I bob from side to side. Feinting a jab at your nose, and then checking it to keep my guard in place. Again I taunt you by wiggling my fingers at you, making quick and erratic bob from side to side "BRING IT PUTA!" I hiss through my gum shield.

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: As I come forward you start backing off, again I growl in annoyance, you start skipping to the side, I turn around to follow you... you send a left jab at my nose and I immediately close up my forearms for protiection, but the blow doesn't arrive, instead as I open my arms I see you again dancing from side to side, now waggling your fingers at me "BRING IT PUTA!" you're taunting... already panting a little, I take a deep breath, again form my guard and again step forward to chase you as you back away... "Stand and fight bitch!... Or are you afraid?!!..." I hiss at you...

Lady_Penelope: "Come on Beckie... hit her!... hit her!..."

 Valenzuela: Your taunts hit my ears, but I don't let them rattle me. I see the frustration in your eyes as you growl, your annoyance growing with each step you take toward me. She's bigger, stronger, but she's not in control—that's my edge. I'm playing the long game, and it's starting to pay off. As you step forward again, trying to corner me, I stay light on my feet, dancing just out of your reach. You're panting now, your breaths growing heavier with every missed punch and every moment I stay out of range. Your thick frame is powerful, but power means nothing if you can’t land a clean hit. I decide it’s time to change the tempo. I stop retreating and plant my feet firmly on the ground, staring you down. Your challenge hangs in the air, but I don't flinch. "Afraid? Not of you, chingona," I fire back, my voice low and steady, just loud enough for you to hear.mtc

Valenzuela: As you step forward again, expecting me to back away, I suddenly explode into action. I close the gap, slipping inside your reach. I fire a quick left shovel hook towards your liver, aiming for the soft spot beneath your guard, then immediately follow with a right cross aimed straight at your jaw, putting my weight behind the punch. No more dancing, no more games—time to show you what it means to stand and fight.

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: As I come forward you suddenly stop retreating and dancing around, you fire back some sort of taunt, but part of it is in Spanish and goes completely over my head. But what I do see is that you are coming forward, pivoting your body to throw a low left hook... at last your closing up to me, but I need to defend, I twist my thick, hefty body to my left and your shovel left hook slaps into my hefty ribs... Uff... I grunt. As I twist back to face you, your right is coming over towards my jaw, I twist my head to my left and raise my fists and forearms up in front of the side of my head to take the blow... Wow, you really lent into that blow... but it means that you're going to be unbalanced, and up close to me, nowhere to dodge too... now it's my turn, I drop my left arm and send a shovelling left uppercut towards that trim belly of yours,... let's see if you can take it in the gut... then I loop a mauling overarm right hook at your head, now leaning my hefty 177lbs into the blow...

 Valenzuela: As my right cross slams into your forearms, I feel the impact resonate up my arm. Your solid, absorbing the blow, but I’m already thinking about my next move. Before I can regain my balance, you twist your body, using the close range to advantage. I see your left arm drop, and I know what’s coming, but there’s no time to react. Your left uppercut drives into my stomach like a hammer, forcing the air from my lungs in a sharp gasp. Pain radiates through my core, but I grit my teeth and tighten my abs, determined not to show weakness. I know I can't take many of those hits, but there's no time to dwell on it. mtc

 Valenzuela: As I reel from the body shot, I see your right hook coming down at my head like a wrecking ball. I’m still close, too close, and you’re putting your full weight behind it. Desperation and instinct take over—I quickly raise my right arm, trying to deflect the blow, while simultaneously pushing off my left foot to slip to the side. Your hook grazes my temple as I shift my body just enough to avoid the full force, but the power behind it is undeniable, sending a shockwave through my skull. I stagger to the side, fighting to stay on my feet, knowing I need to recover fast. I quickly shuffle back a few steps to create some space, my breath coming in ragged gulps, my guard still up. You’re powerful, and you fucking know how to use your weight. But I’m not out yet. I flash a defiant grin through the pain, my eyes locked on you as I try to steady myself, get my guard reset and look to retaliate.

Lady_Penelope: "YES!!... YES!!..." I shout as Beckie's punches connect... "Put her down!... Put her down!..."

 patricia: My beautiful evening suddenly darkens, Lady Penelope gave me a look, I answered her by sticking out my tongue, I suddenly remembered having a slight difference (oh, almost nothing) with Beckie, and then there is the waiter who keeps coming by to ask me to pay for the drinks I took and the one I offered to my neighbor. I get up and loudly encourage my favorite: Valenzuela lalala! Valenzuela lalala, I raise my right fist alternately and then my left, then I go to the lady's toilet, there's a small table with a flower pot: these Darcys really taste like, what an ugly one, it's like Lady Penelope's federation! I push the small table up to a small window high up and make a discreet exit from the club.....

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: Got ya at last, my shovelling left uppercut thumps into your belly and you let out a gasp as I knock the wind out of you. I smirk, let's see how you like a hard shot in the gut. I may have been on the receiving end of a lot of blows, but I know I can put you down if I can just land some big punches. My overarm right should send your sultry latina head into la-la land if it connects... but it doesn't, you just get out of the way in time and it just clips your head, although the way your head recoils from the impact you may be wondering what would have happened if it had landed square on, certainly the expression on your face looks like you're shocked... but I need to keep on you, I can see taht you are recovering, regaining your composure as you stumble back, getting your guard up... flashing me a defiant grin... I must've hurt you, a defiant grin is always a sign... well I want to hurt you again... mtc

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I stumble forward, closing the space between us, jabbing out with my left at your guard as you reform it, looking to keep your guard up in front of your face and stop you from seeing me pivot to hurl my right towards the middle of your guard, leaning my thick, hefty, body behind the blow, looking to blast my way through your guard and into the middle of your face...

 Valenzuela: I may not have been at the top of my class in school, but I’m a quick learner. La Señora Keegan has taught me a tough, yet valuable lesson: never let your face or body get too close to her fists. It was a serious mistake, one I don’t intend to repeat as she advances on me. Normally, boxing is not meant to be a track and field sport, but in this situation it seems most appropriate. I stand my ground, forming an orthodox stance, like I want to go toe to toe with this beast again. You come clumsily towards me, a confident grin on your face, and then jab your left at my face, but instead of trying to block this, I slip my head to my right, letting that fist strike the air over my left shoulder. I have a clear view of your pivot through my peripheral vision, and see the big right come out, but I’m now further right than you expect and the fist misses. As I think that punch leaves you unbalanced, I respond with a surprise, and illegal move. I spin 180 on my left foot and quickly send a spinning back fist towards the centre of your face with my right, hoping that this fast move will take you by surprise. I quickly twist back around to face off with you again. Perhaps LD might issue a warning to me, but I do not care.

 Suki_Squid: HOLY EFFING CRAP

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I am fighting on instinct, the fact that my left jabs don't connect with anything doesn't stop me from hurling my right fist in a sledgehammer at your face, or where your face should be... the punch hits nothing but air and the momentum of my hefty, 177lbs, body behind the blow sends me stumbling forwards. As I come to a halt and regain my balance your spinning backfist slams into the middle of my face, cracking into my already bleeding nose, sending my head recoiling backwards, my arms flailing out to my sides, my big tits and fat belly bouncing upwards as I start to stumble backwards... onto the ropes... my left arm flopping over the top rope, my fat ass sitting on the middle rope, my right arm hanging down at my side, my head drooping down to my right side, my nose now running with blood... I start to blink my eyes and gasp for air through my mouth as I try to recover...

Valenzuela: The impact of my spinning back fist could not have been better, and the move takes you by surprise, sending you into the ropes with a nose that is probably going to swell, certainly blood is dripping everywhere. A quick glance in Lady D's direction shows her looking over the ropes trying to chat up some handsome hunk in the crowd as Lord Darcy sits contently with Lady P. Perfecto! You seem somewhat stunned by that back fist, indeed, if you were my size it would have knock you out. I feel a surge of adrenaline, RIGHT! Time to end this. I move after you quickly, not wanting to give you the time to recover. Your left arm is flopped over the rope, your ass on the middle rope in a seated position, and your right arm down at your side....a completely open target!!! I grit my teeth, as I hope the gauze on my fists are secure, as I now launch an attack, left jab at your right eye, sweeping right uppercut at your chin, left straight at your solar plexus to try and mix things up, and then a right hook at your jaw, twisting my torso to put as much power in the punch as I can muster, bobbing and weaving as I send the combos out, intending to maintain a defensive posture in case you strike back.

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: Dazed from the backfist I hang on the ropes, an open target, and you can't resist... up you step, a left jab into my face, smacking into my right eye socket, my head recoils... as you reposition my head flops back forward and I struggle to try and get up off the middle rope, my valiant effort cut short by your right uppercut that sends my head recoiling upwards and straightens me up, pushing me back into the ropes... I can hear Lady Penelope screaming angrily for me to get off the ropes... but as I again try to stand up you hammer a left into my fat gut and I double forward, my head dropping down and meeting your right hook which sends it violently snapping to the side and I fall down onto my hands and knees on the canvas, my head hanging down, my tits and belly sagging...

 Valenzuela: My fists are on fire, as each one makes you head pop back and forth, but I feel the strain on my knuckles, but I try to suck up the pain that your head is causing my fists. A few more pops, and maybe you are done! I cock back my right fist to try to send a downward slopping right cross to smash that right eye again, I don't care if you are on your hands and knees, but Lady Darcy is suddenly on my right side, holding my arm and shoving me roughly.....she shouting "STOP! MOVE TO THAT CORNER MEXICANA!" She commences a count, "1.....2.....3......4....."Can you get back up Beckie?"

 Valenzuela: I now wait in my corner, rubbing my knuckles as I watch to see if this Gringa can get back up.

 Suki_Squid: Damn the fat girl ran into a wall.

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I flop down onto my hands and knees on the canvas with a loud THUD, my head drooping down, I am clearly down but that doesn't stop the Latina bitch from hitting me again while I am on my hands and knees... cheating Latina bitch!... what was Darcy doing, she was slow to pull that Mexican cow off me... but still while she is pushing senorita cheater back to her corner, I can try and get some sense back... Lady Penny has gone ballistic, screaming for me to get up, meanwhile Darcy is back... 1... 2... 3... 4... I lift my head up and look at her, my nose is gushing blood, my right eye is heavily swollen, almost closed, the right side of my face swelling up... Darcy is clearly concerned and breaks the count... "Can you get back up Beckie?" she asks... more time to recover... I blink my left eye at her and gasp... "Yeah,... yeah..." and start to pull up my thick, chubby, right leg... Darcy continues counting, but slowly... 5........ 6........ 7......... and I am up on my feet, swaying and wobbling on my legs, my head rolling around and my fists up loosely in front of me... Darcy peers at me, shakes her head and then yells... "FIGHT!!.." before stepping away...

Valenzuela: I come out of my corner, taking note of what I have done to your face, and then smirk "You should have stayed down Gringa, cause this time I'm gonna really hurt you!" I form my orthodox stance, bobbing from side to side and bouncing on my feet. I keep moving left, as I want to stay on your right side where your vision might be impaired from the swelling of your right eye. I must be careful, because even so badly beaten up, you are still so much bigger and stronger than me. I now make my move, lunging at you, but not punching, instead I come at you from your right, and try to stomp my heel down as hard as I can on the toes of your right foot. Again a totally illegal move, but someone told me no one has ever been disqualified at Darcy's. And if that toe stomp works, and distracts you, and wobbles your guard, I'll try to slip a massive uppercut towrds your chin, with my right fist, as I come at you from your right again, following up with a wicked left hook at your jaw. t

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I am pretty dazed, my thoughts foggy, but my instincts tell me that... you'll come for me now... I am a wounded animal and you'll be moving in for the kill... I am not very fast on my feet at the best of times, but now I am almost static, but not completely, I've still got a little left and I really want to give you bruises to take away with you... still, defense is my priority at the moment, I get my fists and forearms up in front of my face, crouching slightly, turtling behind my guard... you start circling to my right, trying to get in the blind spot to my right... I stumble sideways to my left, trying to mirror your actions and keep my left eye on you... you lunge in... Arrrgh... I squeal as you stamp on the toes of my right boot, it stops my circling to my left, but I don't break my guard... Ufff... you fire in a right uppercut, that smacks into my forearms, banging them back into my bruised and swollen face... I am tempted to break my guard but don't, instead I keep hunkered down behind my arms... Ufff... a left hook that again thumps hard into my forearms... again I am tempted to break my guard and fire back, but again I don't, but instead stumble away to my left, still hunkered down...

 Valenzuela: My attack fails except for the stomp to the toes, my uppercut is snagged on your forearms, and my hook is blocked. You don't try to counter punch, when I might be vulnerable, and this tells me something. You keep moving left to see through that undamaged left eye, and this also tells me I need to move to my left, to stay as much as I can outside that right eye. The big mistake I can make now is taking you for granted, and to get within your counter punching zone. So suddenly I dart to my left, as fast as I can, and try to rattle you by sending an overhand right over your guard, trying to smack you between the eyes, and then step back fast! Rapido!

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: You start to mirror my move to my left, again trying to get onto my blind side... I keep stumbling to my left and then, suddenly you dart to your left and hurl an overarm right in over my guard... I immediately drop my head down and raise my guard, almost burying my head behind my guard... and take your overam right on my raised fists... for a moment i stay tightly hunkered down but there is no follow-up punch and I cautiously, slowly, lower my guard and lift my head up to peer over my fists... you have scuttled back a long way, too far to hit me, and too far for me to hit you, and I lower my guard a little further... my face may be horribly swollen, but I can still break a grin of sorts and I taunt you... "What's the matter Latina bitch?... Run out of ideas?... Maybe you're scared to mix it up, up close, with me?..."

 Valenzuela: I give you a smirk, as you avoid my punch, realising that you are still dangerous. I commence to bounce on my feet, and bob and weave erratically, but I remain cautious. You will turtle up again, I'm sure, so I wiggle my fingers for you to come at me. "I'm not the one afraid to throw a punch PUTA! C'mon, let's rock!"

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I force another smile as I see you trying to counter-taunt me rather than moving in on me, more time to recover... slowly I start to circle to my left, keeping my guard a little lower now, rolling my fists, but keeping a fair distance between us... "Come on Latina bitch... come and get me..." I hiss

 Valenzuela: I move to my left to mirror your left movement and to keep the circle going, and to keep pushing towards your right side where your vision is not so good. I take note that your guard drops lower, so I make my move, at the same time, I dart to my left and towards you, moving really fast, like a rocket, and try to send a power right straight at your chin, twisting my arm to increase the power, and twisting at my hips, and then a big left hook at the side of your right eye, and then I step a little closer for another illegal shot, a right hooking elbow at your jaw. I use all of my reserve energy to try and deliver these attacks with both speed and power, burning energy to try to bring you down.

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: You take the bait, I dropped my guard and you saw the chance for an attack. The direction of your attack is going to be obvious, my blind side, my right... and so it is, you dart in, you are really fast, on your feet and with your fists, but my instinct told me what you'd do and this time I have some chance to get out of the way... as you start to launch your right fist I sway my head to my right and drop down slightly to my right, letting your fist brush past my ear... and now I can counter, swinging my hefty upper torso back to my left to send a shovelling right uppercut at your belly... a close quarters brawl is my best chance of turning things around... but it means I have to swap blows with you... and in my weakened state who knows what will happen... you're no angel, a dirty, cheating, latina, and you know the tricks, you fire back with an elbow at my jaw... uggg... my head snaps back and I rock back on my wobbly legs... but I sway back to upright, glassy eyed and send a low left shovelling uppercut at your belly, gasping for air and swaying like a top-heavy gyro I pull a desperate right uppercut between us, looking for your chin...

 Valenzuela: This is now a serious fight, as my right straight misses, striking only the empty air space near your ear, and leaving me off balance and open to the uppercut at my abs, which I tighten to try to absorb the impact, which nearly lifts me off my feet. I'm gasping for air, but this is not the first punch to my navel I've been forced to take, and won't be the last. I suck up the pain, and my elbow rocks your jaw, forcing you back a little bit. You come upright and try another uppercut to my belly, but this time I'm ready and I turn my body to my right so that your left fist just lightly glances over my abs. You are already launching a right uppercut towrds my chin, but my body is perpendicular to yours, and I see the punch coming, so I lean back and it passes in front of my nose. This gives me the chance to try a double jab with my left towards that swollen right eye and your swollen nose, and then as I turn back to square off with you, a snappy power right cross at your chin. I know if I can hold out a little longer I can take you down hard.

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: My right slams into your taut abs and sends you up onto your tippy-toes, exhaling and gasping, but your elbow shot cancels out my elation, it's now a toe-to-toe give and take, my left uppercut catches you in the ribs as you twist. You've got a lot less padding around your body than I do, that must've hurt you and slowed you down, now I swing my knockout uppercut... NOOOOO... you're not so hurt, you sway back out of the way... and the momentum of my big body, tits, belly and ass causes me to lean to my right, unbalanced... in the moments it takes me to right myself up you have regained your stance and... Arrrgh... you left jab my swollen right eye, my head snaps back, that really hurt, my eye now totally closed and blood running down from the top of my eye socket... my head sways back to upright and... Ufff... a right cross clatters into my chin, twisting my head to my left, as my head drops a little I stumble a step to my left, my legs shaking, my big tits wobbling in my top... but I am not done yet, as I again sway back to upright and hurl a left hook at your ribs, my body leaning to my right and then swaying back to my left as I hurl a big overarm right towards your jaw... my 42DD tits flying from left to right and back again, my thick belly and fat ass, swaying back and forth...

 Valenzuela: I’ve been squaring off with this beast for what seems like a good five minutes, and she has more stamina than what I gave her credit for! My body is now drenched in sweat, and I even have her blood splattered on my white sports bra! My punch to your eye finally closes it, and my cross to your chin rocks you!. You come back at me, swinging a nasty left hook into my ribs, the smacking sound reverberating around the arena, leaving a big red mark on my skin. I groan from the impact, you having caught me will my right was still out of place. Your big over hand right comes swinging out, so I move down, left, and towards you, letting your overhand land over my right shoulder, and then I'm ready to counter punch, spring up with a massive right uppercut aimed at your chin, putting my remaining reserves of power into it, and hoping that either stuns you or KO's you, I try a power left haymaker at your jaw! My knuckles are raw and bruised from punching her face, and body shots just don’t work with this bitch, given the size difference. My abs and ribs ache! She is wearing me down, it seems like her ability to absorb blows will outlast my ability to punch her face in, but I'm now wild and angry.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I catch you in the body with my left and the crunching sound is wonderful, and your groan of pain even more wonderful. But this has been a war and while I was never a fast fighter, I am now exhausted, and have slowed down considerably. Sweating profusely from my voluptuous thick body, gasping, puffing and panting for air, my face bloody, bruised and swollen. It may only be a few moments before I swing my overam right, but it is a few moments too long, you drop down to your left and my right lunges over your shoulder hitting nothing but air... and my morale goes with it... I am beaten, I can't lay a fist on this bitch... as I pull back my right arm you come in with a right uppercut, crashing into my chin, my head snaps up, sweat, blood and saliva spraying out... I wildly sway backwards, my tits and belly bouncing upwards, my arms flailing outwards... I stumble and lurch backwards... but regain my balance, then... Ufff... a left hook clatters into my jaw and my head snaps violently to the side... I stumble and stagger, wobbling on my legs like a drunk, my arms hanging at my side...

 Valenzuela: I tell myself that she has had it. Those arms down at her sides tell it all. I'm so tired, but I have to push myself forward. You're wobbling around, damaged goods. In a regulated fight the ref would intervene at this stage, but this ain't Disney Land. I step forward and send a snappy left cross at your left eye, wanting to give you matching sets, then weave low to send a massive right uppercut towards the base of your big chin, hoping I can finally make your brain bounce around inside your thick skull. My knuckles now ache so bad!

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I'm out on my feet, swaying, wobbling from side to side. totally unable to defnd myself, let alone attack... I don't see you coming, just feel the blows... Urrrghh... the left cross that strikes my left eye and snaps my head to my left... I stumble and lurch, my alrge body wobbling and shaking, I am about to fall, but... you aren't finished with me yet... a massive right uppercut to my chin launches my bloody, bruised, swollen head upwards and sends my tits and belly flying upwards in response, my arms flying limply outwards as I fall backwards... I'm out cold before I hit the canvas... landing on my back with a huge THUMP, the ring shakes, my tits and belly wobble and shake in aftershock, my arms and legs spreadeagle... as my tits and belly stop shaking and just sag down, my head rolls to the side and stays there...

 Lady_Darcy: I rush forward, putting my left hand roughly on Karla's chest and pushing her back... "Back off Karla!..." I look down at Beckie in shock, then look for Lady Penelope in the crowd, but she seems to be heading towards the ladies toilets brandishing what seems to be a drinks bill?... Holding Karla back I start to count, slowly... 1......... 2....... 3...... giving Beckie every chance to get up....

 Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I lay on the canvas on my back, completely oblivious, out cold....

 Valenzuela: I stand over my fallen opponent with my fists still raised, looking down at her, realising that speed, stamina and boxing technique has won out over brute strength. But suddenly I'm roughly shoved away by Lady D.....so I slowly walk to a neutral corner.

 Lady_Darcy: Karla backs away and I drop down onto one knee beside Beckie... 4..... 5..... she doesn't move, I reach out and lift her left eyelid then shake my head and roll my eyes, "She's done!... IT'S OVER... SHE'S OUT!!..." I twist and point at Karla... "THE WINNER!!!..."

Valenzuela: I’m breathing too hard to speak, too tired to run around the ring, so just raise my arms up in victory, and then point at Suki, mouthing the words “You’re next bitch!”

 Suki_Squid: I give the Mexican slut the one finger salute then draw my thumb across my throat in a cut throat gesture and point at her.

Valenzuela: I now smirk at Suki. In between rasping breaths, I blurt out "Gonna......retrieve my honor.....Suki.....you gonna .....go down!"

 Lady_Darcy: I notice that Karla immediately starts taunting Suki, but I don't have time for that at the moment... I gently cradle Beckie's head with one hand and start waving my other hand towards the curtain... "Medics... stretcher!... Move it!..."

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: Urrr... urr... I moan as I start to come around, enormous pain all over my face, I feel totally exhausted... not sure what is happening or where I am"

Suki_Squid: holding my BKB belt over my head, then pointing at my waist, smile then give the Mexican a thumbs down

Valenzuela: I snarl at Suki....."GONNA BE MY BELT PUTA!"

 Lady_Darcy: I see Suki showing off the belt to Karla and lick my lips, should be a great fight, a huge crowd, lots of beer and drinks sold... ah, making money out of these tarts is such an easy business :)

 Suki_Squid: "YOU HAD A CHANCE DESCENDANT OF THE GREAT WHORE OF BABYLON AND YOU SEE WHO HOLDS THIS BELT!"

 Valenzuela: "Coming for .....you!.....I got .......another chance......."

Suki_Squid: "Just bring it bitch I await you."

 Lady_Darcy: I let Beckie's head drop down onto the canvas and I stand up, the medics will do their job, I've got more important business to deal with... signing the contract for Suki vs Karla II and making sure I get a good share of the profits...