08-05-2008, 04:45 AM
Last One Standing written by Rose
Zora and Tara were ready to begin their punch contest. They had hid in the gym until after everyone had left for the night. Tara had dated an employee and had a key to the front door. No one would even know that they were there.
Zora was just a few inches taller then Tara. And Tara was in better shape. (from regularly working out at the gym) Zora and Tara had decided to just trade punches at first. So, they could see who had the stronger belly and who was the stronger of the 2 women, when it came to punching.
They flipped a coin to see who would punch the other first. Zora won the toss. She got to punch Tara first. Tara put her hands behind her back and signaled that she was ready. Zora punch Tara as hard as she could low in her belly. Tara let out a soft grunt. OOFF! But, she recovered quickly.
It was Tara's turn. Zora put her hands behind her back, same as Tara had done. Tara punch Zora as hard as she could right in her navel. Tara hand went deep into Zora's soft belly. Zora gasped and doubled over from the punch. This isn't going to take long at all. Tara said. Zora looked up at her from her bent position. Before Tara knew what Zora was doing, she felt Zora's fist hit her lower belly again. Another grunt escaped her lips. OOOFFFF!
Zora didn't give Tara time to recover. She punched her 3 more times to the same spot. OOOFFF! OOOOOOFFFFF! OOOOOOOOOOffffff! Filled the air. Tara was hurting now.
She hadn't been ready for Zora's attack. The punches had surprised her. She was loosing the fight. She knew that if she didn't have a chance to catch her breath the fight was over.
Tara soon ended up on the floor hugging her sore belly. Zora followed her down and continued to pound her fists into Tara's belly. First she would punch her navel, then low in her belly, then above the navel, then back to the navel. OOOOOFFF! OOOOOOFFFFF! OOOOOOOFFFFFF! OOOOOOOOOFFFFFFF! Echoed through the gym.
Tara was just barely awake, when Zora stood up and said. The role is mine. She then stomped her bare foot into Tara's belly until she passed out.
Tara left town 3 days later. Zora got the starring role in Daryl's movie and she and Daryl were married 3 months later.');
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Sara and Joan were twin sisters. Sara was older by 10 minutes, taller by 1/2 a foot, and had curly blond hair. Sara wore contacts and her hair was straight. Going up in the same house Sara and Joan fought all the time. They did not share a bond. They hated each other. Sara and Joan competed all through school. If Sara went out for a sport, so did Joan. If Joan like a guy, Sara had to find a way to get him to notice her too.
Sara and Daryl had been dating for 6 months when Joan returned from her trip to France. Joan had done a modeling job there and the job had ended so she was forced to return home.
Joan liked Daryl the minute she saw him. And she had no idea yet that he was dating Sara. Joan and Daryl met outside the local (horse)feed store. I was with him. He had agreed to help me load my truck, when I picked up the feed. I had hurt my hip and couldn't do any heavy lifting.
"Taylor. Hi! Who's your friend?", Joan asked. "Very funny, Sara", Daryl growled. I'm not Sara. Joan growled back. Daryl stopped what he was doing and turned around and looked at Joan for the first time. He noticed the differences in the twins right away. I'm real sorry. I was told that you were in France. He responded. The key word there is (was). Joan replied, "Taylor. Can I get a ride back with you?" "To the ranch?", She asked watching as Daryl put the feed in the back of my truck. I knew the look she was giving him real well. The (Twin)wars were about to begin again. "Sure Joan. It's not a problem.", I responded.
After Daryl finished loaded the feed into the truck, he helped Joan get her bags into the truck too. On the way home, Joan asked about her old room at the ranch. "Yes. Joan, it's still yours if you want it. I", responded. Joan and Sara had moved into my ranch house with me 4 years before Joan went to France. Their parents had had enough of their fighting. They had put up with it for 21 years. They were through. I lived alone in a large ranch house with 7 bedrooms and lots of space.
I told their parents that they didn't even have to see each other the house was so big. Sara met us outside the barn. She stopped dead in her tracks when he saw Joan get out of my truck. What is she doing here? Sara asked. I'm back from France. Joan answered, "Daryl may I speak with you in private?"
Sara asked "Sure, My love. Lets go up to the break room.", Daryl responded.
Once Daryl and Sara were inside, Joan started asking questions: How long have they been dating? How close are they? Do they love each other? I didn't answer her I just walked away. I knew what she had planned. She was going to try to take Daryl away from Sara.
That night Joan started a fight with Sara. The fight went from a yelling match, to the 2 women trading punches. I broke them up and said if your going to fight do it out in the back yard. And I'm setting rules. You break the rules, you loose.
Rule One: belly and navel punches only. Rule Two: Kicking is ok, but barefoot to bare belly only. Rule Three: When Daryl or I say Stop! You Stop!
The girls were outside and ready to fight in 5 minutes. Daryl and I stayed on the porch and watched. Both girls were evenly skilled at fighting but, Sara was in better shape. Sara punched Joan with quick rights and lefts to her lower belly. oooofff oooofff oooofffff Was all that could be heard. Joan was hurting real badly and they had only just begun. After another series of punches, Joan was on the ground hugging her belly. But, Sara wasn't finished with her yet. She kicked Joan 3 times right in her navel, then walked past Daryl and I and went into the house.
I guess the fights over. Daryl said with a grin.'
Zora and Tara were ready to begin their punch contest. They had hid in the gym until after everyone had left for the night. Tara had dated an employee and had a key to the front door. No one would even know that they were there.
Zora was just a few inches taller then Tara. And Tara was in better shape. (from regularly working out at the gym) Zora and Tara had decided to just trade punches at first. So, they could see who had the stronger belly and who was the stronger of the 2 women, when it came to punching.
They flipped a coin to see who would punch the other first. Zora won the toss. She got to punch Tara first. Tara put her hands behind her back and signaled that she was ready. Zora punch Tara as hard as she could low in her belly. Tara let out a soft grunt. OOFF! But, she recovered quickly.
It was Tara's turn. Zora put her hands behind her back, same as Tara had done. Tara punch Zora as hard as she could right in her navel. Tara hand went deep into Zora's soft belly. Zora gasped and doubled over from the punch. This isn't going to take long at all. Tara said. Zora looked up at her from her bent position. Before Tara knew what Zora was doing, she felt Zora's fist hit her lower belly again. Another grunt escaped her lips. OOOFFFF!
Zora didn't give Tara time to recover. She punched her 3 more times to the same spot. OOOFFF! OOOOOOFFFFF! OOOOOOOOOOffffff! Filled the air. Tara was hurting now.
She hadn't been ready for Zora's attack. The punches had surprised her. She was loosing the fight. She knew that if she didn't have a chance to catch her breath the fight was over.
Tara soon ended up on the floor hugging her sore belly. Zora followed her down and continued to pound her fists into Tara's belly. First she would punch her navel, then low in her belly, then above the navel, then back to the navel. OOOOOFFF! OOOOOOFFFFF! OOOOOOOFFFFFF! OOOOOOOOOFFFFFFF! Echoed through the gym.
Tara was just barely awake, when Zora stood up and said. The role is mine. She then stomped her bare foot into Tara's belly until she passed out.
Tara left town 3 days later. Zora got the starring role in Daryl's movie and she and Daryl were married 3 months later.');
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Sara and Joan were twin sisters. Sara was older by 10 minutes, taller by 1/2 a foot, and had curly blond hair. Sara wore contacts and her hair was straight. Going up in the same house Sara and Joan fought all the time. They did not share a bond. They hated each other. Sara and Joan competed all through school. If Sara went out for a sport, so did Joan. If Joan like a guy, Sara had to find a way to get him to notice her too.
Sara and Daryl had been dating for 6 months when Joan returned from her trip to France. Joan had done a modeling job there and the job had ended so she was forced to return home.
Joan liked Daryl the minute she saw him. And she had no idea yet that he was dating Sara. Joan and Daryl met outside the local (horse)feed store. I was with him. He had agreed to help me load my truck, when I picked up the feed. I had hurt my hip and couldn't do any heavy lifting.
"Taylor. Hi! Who's your friend?", Joan asked. "Very funny, Sara", Daryl growled. I'm not Sara. Joan growled back. Daryl stopped what he was doing and turned around and looked at Joan for the first time. He noticed the differences in the twins right away. I'm real sorry. I was told that you were in France. He responded. The key word there is (was). Joan replied, "Taylor. Can I get a ride back with you?" "To the ranch?", She asked watching as Daryl put the feed in the back of my truck. I knew the look she was giving him real well. The (Twin)wars were about to begin again. "Sure Joan. It's not a problem.", I responded.
After Daryl finished loaded the feed into the truck, he helped Joan get her bags into the truck too. On the way home, Joan asked about her old room at the ranch. "Yes. Joan, it's still yours if you want it. I", responded. Joan and Sara had moved into my ranch house with me 4 years before Joan went to France. Their parents had had enough of their fighting. They had put up with it for 21 years. They were through. I lived alone in a large ranch house with 7 bedrooms and lots of space.
I told their parents that they didn't even have to see each other the house was so big. Sara met us outside the barn. She stopped dead in her tracks when he saw Joan get out of my truck. What is she doing here? Sara asked. I'm back from France. Joan answered, "Daryl may I speak with you in private?"
Sara asked "Sure, My love. Lets go up to the break room.", Daryl responded.
Once Daryl and Sara were inside, Joan started asking questions: How long have they been dating? How close are they? Do they love each other? I didn't answer her I just walked away. I knew what she had planned. She was going to try to take Daryl away from Sara.
That night Joan started a fight with Sara. The fight went from a yelling match, to the 2 women trading punches. I broke them up and said if your going to fight do it out in the back yard. And I'm setting rules. You break the rules, you loose.
Rule One: belly and navel punches only. Rule Two: Kicking is ok, but barefoot to bare belly only. Rule Three: When Daryl or I say Stop! You Stop!
The girls were outside and ready to fight in 5 minutes. Daryl and I stayed on the porch and watched. Both girls were evenly skilled at fighting but, Sara was in better shape. Sara punched Joan with quick rights and lefts to her lower belly. oooofff oooofff oooofffff Was all that could be heard. Joan was hurting real badly and they had only just begun. After another series of punches, Joan was on the ground hugging her belly. But, Sara wasn't finished with her yet. She kicked Joan 3 times right in her navel, then walked past Daryl and I and went into the house.
I guess the fights over. Daryl said with a grin.'