No

Maria growled as she continued to press Laura’s face into the floor. But she knew she was going to have to release it at some point.

She did so and Laura let out a grunt of relief. But Maria was on her straight away just as Laura turned over and tried to scramble away. Now on her back, and Maria over her, both girls started to jockey for position again.

Laura tried to swat Maria away, whereas Maria attempted to lay on some stinging slaps. Some of them landed, jerking Laura’s head.

“Get off me,” Laura squealed as she still fought tooth-and-nail.

“Fat chance.”

Maria grabbed Laura by her dyed red locks and pulled toward her. Laura squealed as a burning pain shot its way through her scalp. Before she could yell something at Maria, the Latina released her grip and slammed the back of her head into the floor with a thud.

Laura was seeing stars as Maria grabbed another handful of hair and **** her head off the ground. Once again, the back of her head smashed into the floor.

“Yeah, how’d you like that?”

Maria leaned back so she could wrench her enemy’s head up even further this time. This time she got a yelp out of Laura who was stuck between the worlds of blunt and sharp trauma. Maria prepared to slam Laura’s head back against the ground with all her hatred this time. She wasn’t just going to embarrass Laura. She would kick her ass. No flukes here.

Laura knew she was in trouble and lashed out with her claws. One of her fingers struck true and managed to graze one of Maria’s eyes.

Maria screamed as she covered her face. “Fucking bitch,” she muttered.

Laura used the opportunity to push Maria away and roll herself out from under her. Her head pounded as she massaged her scalp with the precious few seconds she had to get herself together again.