set up some matches to try

“So,” the blond mother goaded as both families were brought together at last. “What are we looking at here?”

“I want Isabelle,” insists Tawny. “That blond shit sucker punched me, and I’ll take her down in a fair fight this time.”
“Yea right,” the blond daughter laughed back. “I was just hurrying up the inevitable.”

The brunette mother spoke up. “May as well match us mothers up too,” she decides, and the blond’s milf doesn’t argue at all, just smiling confidently.

“What about the boys?” Dave asks insistently, eying up the remaining competition. Pete didn’t like the fact he only had men left to face, but he’d be willing to go through with it for the family, and the sake of watching some good fem fights.
“I’ll take on the old man,” Pete says with a nod at the Gardner father. Mark frowns back at him and shrugs.
“Your funeral, son,” he grunts.

Tammy scowls over at Dave. “You’re mine then, little man.”
“Whatever, shorty,” Dave smirks. “I don’t have a problem kicking a chick’s ass if she’s asking for it.”
“Well, I’m asking,” she growls in reply.

“So who’s up first? Or are you ready to chicken out?” Wendy jabs.