Fight! Fight! Fight!

In the living room, Jane sat down on the couch in front of the TV, in prime viewing position. She turned on a prime time drama, Model Men, about men who run a nude modeling agency in the 1950’s. The main character, the impeccably dressed Dick Johnson, was just talking to a nude woman about getting her picture on a box of Corn Flakes.

Suddenly, Carmen interrupted the show, shouting, “Hey, switch this sh*t off, L.A.P.D. Blue is on!”

Jane replied, “As the winner, i think I’m entitled to pick what we watch."

“As someone who’s not a pretentious b*tch, I’m gonna turn off this boring sh*t and put on some real entertainment… cops f*cking up some bad guy’s sh*t!”

“I don’t think we should condone any show about the police,” Penelope said.

“Step off, flaca,” Carmen said.

Carmen lunged for the remote and tried to wrestle it away from Jane, but Jane snatched it away and held it out of reach. Carmen responded by stomping up to the TV and pressing the off button. Jane, annoyed, pressed the remote to turned it on again. Carmen turned it off. On, off, on, off…

“Stop being a child!” Jane yelled.

“Stop hogging the remote!” Carmen replied.

“Watch your show on your phone!” Jane responded.

“F*ck that, L.A.P.D. Blue is some big screen action! Watch your little talking head sh*t on your phone!”

“What the f*ck got up your butt?” Jane said.

“I’ll tell you what, puta… you! I got robbed, b*tch! That trophy was mine, and you know it!”

“Oh, so now the truth comes out. You’re just jealous. Let me tell you something, I won that trophy fair and square.”

“Like Hell you did. You’re a sneaky b*tch, and you deserved to get shoved down that slide ass first!”

“Oh yeah? The challenge is already over. No take backs. What are you gonna do about it now?”

“I’ll show you what I’m gonna do, b*tch!”

Carmen shoved her. Jane’s eyes went wide with surprise and anger as she shoved Carmen back.

Libby looked up from her book. “Hey guys, quit it! I’m sure you can settle this peacefully.”

“Stay out of this, chica! This doesn’t concern you!” They continued shoving each other.

By now, the people outside by the pool were congregating at the window, looking in. Many of them were taking videos with their cell phones.

“Knock it off! I’m warning you!” Jane said.

“Or what?” Carmen said. “You gonna hit me?”

“Maybe I will,” Jane replied. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Solving all your problems with violence?”

“I don’t need to hit you to f*ck you up, you big titted b*tch! Suck on this!”

Carmen grabbed the front of Jane’s strapless dress and pulled down hard. With a rip of fabric, she pulled it all the way down to Jane’s ankles. Jane’s body was left entirely exposed, from her stacked bosom, to the 30-inch waist that looked narrow on her voluptuous hourglass frame, to her wide hips showing the jutting curve of her hip bones. In order to avoid visible panty lines, her only article of clothing underneath was a V-cut thong. Her ripped dress pooled around her ankles, resting on her stiletto high heels. Jane gasped.

“You b*tch!” she yelled.

“Yeah, that’s it!” Carmen said, jumping back. “Come at me!”

Jane lunged for Carmen, but the tattered dress around her ankles made her stumble and fall over. She took little stumbling steps, trying to correct herself, but she could not regain her balance. She toppled ominously forward… right into Libby. Her ample breasts squished right against Libby’s face. The impact caused the back of the reclining chair to fall backwards before she slumped down, leaving her breasts to press against Libby’s own considerable bosom. She was sprawled in a position that made it look like she was embracing Libby, the two of their faces barely inches away from each other. Libby startled awkwardly. Jane squirmed, trying to get up, but gravity and her awkward position were against her. She kicked off her shoes and dress to free her legs.

Carmen crept up behind her. “Here, let me help you with that!” she said. She grabbed ahold of Jane’s panties and yanked them down, pulling them down her legs, over her feet, and clean off her body. Jane screamed as Carmen ran away with them.