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With a piercing harpy cry Angel grabbed Nancy’s arm, pulling wrist over head and spun round. Nancy screamed out her pain, attempting to disentangle, Angel slammed her down to the ground. Both women, breathing heavily, grimaced faces red and wet, animalistic grunts emitted between puffs of air. Angel, leaning down, whispered ‘did you remember to give Al the dry cleaning?’ Nancy, yelled a whelp of agony replying, ‘witch! Get off’ and shoved the woman off her back. ‘Yes!’ she cried.
‘Good’, said Angel and lunged again. Launching herself, pushing Nancy down in one movement and her legs astride the woman’s shoulders, she straddled her chest. She looked directly into her eyes, the hot sparkle betraying all thought. Nancy suppressed a smirk and instead struggled but to no avail. Angel mouthed ‘hot bitch’ and still didn’t raise a smile. ‘Hot mama mine’ she sighed and then yelled a wordless yell, squeezing her thighs around the prone one’s neck. Nancy shrieked, attempted one last struggle, took a breath and then threw Angel from her once more.
This time Nancy took the run, grabbing around Angel’s neck and dragging her down. Both women ended on their back, Angel’s head hitting the floor. Her eyes showed a genuine rage. ‘Lariat?’ she hissed. ‘Lariat? Since when?’
Nancy looked puzzled, ‘potato’, said Angel through gritted teeth. ‘Bitch.’ Nancy leant down and loosened the hold slightly, ‘it wasn’t a shoot I swear baby.’ Taking advantage Angel sprung up, pushing Nancy backwards, applying her own front face-lock, and bringing Nancy’s head cracking down to the floor. ‘DDT witch, ha!’ she exclaimed. ‘What the HELL is going on girls?’ came a voice from the side. ‘Do the job, not a screw-job!’
Both women paused for a moment, clocked one another and a silent signal was exchanged. Nancy swung round, picked up the larger woman and slammed her to the mat, lying across her. A small fella fell to his knees and pounded his counts out; ‘one, two, three’. ‘Sorry baby, I’ll make it up to you later, I promise’, cooed Nancy. ‘You better had, kitten’ whispered Angel, letting out her groan of defeat.
(copyright corinna tomrley 2005)