Simone's in charge

?That is the beauty of fighting men?? Simone said softly as she approached Casey and the bell rang. She lashed out and slapped Casey across the face. Before she could raise her head from the blow, she grabbed her blonde hair and yanked her off her feet. ?They?re good exercise, the walking punching bags that they are.?

Casey pulled at Simone?s wrists, thrashing around Simone stomped her belly with her bare feet. She rained down more slamming feet, pummeling Casey?s guts before she threw up a leg, timing it to slam into the side of Simone?s foot in mid-kick. Her ankle went off coarse, sending her toppling to the mat for Casey to pounce on. Their chests bulged as they were pressed together, the women punching and clawing at each other furiously. Casey brought her knees between them and swung Simone over her head, but she spun in midair and landed gracefully on her feet.

?I don?t care what you think about my former title, Luv, but all men are beneath women. And all other women are beneath me.?