an unexpected sort of challenge

"Well, as much as I'd like to throw down with you, tiny, I don't think that'd show either of us who's really in charge," Big Mama said calmly.

"Plus I already kicked your ass once," Becky added.
"A lucky shot. And exactly my point. There won't be any luck in my kind of request."

"Name it, tons of fun."
Big Mama motioned for her to wait and made a few calls on her cel. Susan was left to squirm under her the entire time, and within five minutes several fit-looking men arrived.

"These supposed men are all just little boys I've crushed beneath my sweet buns. I've basically got them under my thumb now."

Becky eyed them up. Ten assorted men, mostly tough-looking. Not that it worried her at all, because she'd never met a man she couldn't break. It was just that damn woman...

"No luck'll help you with these kind of numbers," Rosa laughed. "So do me this little favor. If you beat them, you're in charge and I'll come along for the ride. You lose, then I get to watch you two get fucked by my boytoys. If you're nice, I may even take charge of your group. I can't lose, really."

Becky's cold eyes trailed over the men as they moved to surround her and Miss H. "Every fuckin' one of em looks like my ex..." she mumbled, even though there were at least two black men involved. "You can take down 5, right, Teach?"

"I'd have hung up my ruler if I couldn't do that little."