Amelia Alone

Daffney watched with relief as Emily disappeared into the distance and out of the parking lot. She never broke stride to look back. There was never a single shred of doubt in her mind, as to whether she'd made the right decision.

Although she would have loved to strip Emily naked, one less opponent increased her chances. Now she had a broken Yana and someone who could still put up a fight against her in Amelia. Daffney gulped some air into her lungs, desperate to gain as much recovery time as she could.

Amelia had taken a hammering and was just managing to pull herself to her feet now. She shook her head to remove the cobwebs. Had she noticed the lull in the fighting? Did she know that Emily had abandoned her?

Amelia made it to her feet. She gazed straight at Daffney. The sight of her still with her jeans on must have shocked her inwardly. Her head whizzed around, her long locks swinging as she searched for Emily.

"Oh, she's gone." Daffney's smile couldn't get any wider. "Wardrobe malfunction."

"Bitch," Amelia said through gritted teeth.

Amelia advanced on Daffney. The two girls collided and the catfight was on again. Both girls jockeyed for position as they dug their fingers into each other's hair. They pulled and jerked each other, desperate for the other to let go and to relent.

Daffney was strong, but she was tired. Amelia was taller than her and was pushing her back. Daffney found herself being forced lower and lower as Amelia began to bear down upon her. She struggled not to be forced down to her knees. Then Amelia broke her vice grip on Daffney's dishevelled blonde locks and threw a swinging right hand. It hit her straight across the cheek.

The momentary break in the catfight led to Amelia gaining the upper hand as she resumed her grip on Daffney's hair. She managed to swing her around, forcing her up against the car. What happened next made Daffney's blood run cold. Amelia shifted a hand to Daffney's bra and managed to get one side over the curve of her shoulder.

Daffney was brave but she wasn't about to go topless in the middle of the parking lot. She stopped her attack and went immediately to her bra. Amelia used the break in Daffney's defence to smack her about the head with her free hand again and again.