Morning Mayhem by bocarat: January 2005

The morning started simple and ordinary enough, report to the stations as some godforsaken hour, get briefed on the days events and guests by the producer, then on to make up and finally in front of the cameras. This was how it was for Kiran this morning, but there was a lot of excitement and rustle in the offices and the set for today's show. We are kicking their ass, some stagehand said. Kiran not knowing what was going on asked other on the set what was going on, the ratings some said, “we are kicking CNN's ass.” Ratings of course indicate the size of the viewing audience, and that translates into dollars. Kiran got caught up in the excitement, and began to congratulate other staff and on air personnel, as she received congratulations. Soon the whole set was abuzz, and the excitement carried over. As the show was introduced and began, the chit chat between on air personalities soon spoke about the ratings, and how Fox News was beating the crap out of CNN, then Kiran chimed in saying it doesn't matter what bimbo they put in front of the camera, we are the “real deal.” The excitement continued on the show, and then Kiran said it just goes to show, that's it all about quality not the quantity of silicon.”

News of this got back to CNN, and more importantly for our story's sake to Robin. Robin was the anchor of CNN's morning news show. “Do you think that she was referring to me?” Robin said to her morning show producer. Who else could it be? Soledad he said? No I guess not Robin thought to herself. Robin continued her show, as Kiran continued her similar show on Fox. Robin does her show as the centerpiece to the program, as Kiran does her show as an ensemble. Robin thought that little bitch, who does she think she is. After show's conclusion, Robin met with the producer and checked notes for next week, as she would have tomorrow (Friday) off and the rest of the weekend. She also reviewed the show and made notes on her verb age to introduce future stories as she reviewed the show on tape, in an effort to improve the show that is her showcase. Robin lost her thought as she wondered about the words that were used by the bitch over at Fox. Silicon!! These are real, that mammary challenged slut, should consider when talking about someone else's chest. To relieve her stress, she promised herself, that after viewing the tape she would send the little bitch some advice via e-mail.

Robin started typing the e-mail, Dear Kiran you are lucky that we aren't in the same town (CNN is in Atlanta , and Fox is in New York ). I would come over there right now, and show you what the real deal is. –Robin. Kiran went back to her cubicle in the Fox offices and checked her e-mail an hour later, and read the e-mail. She was shocked that what she said actually caused Robin to respond so quickly and so angrily. What is she all worked up over Kiran thought. Kiran wrote back that this is a tough business, and maybe you should grow another “layer of skin,” to handle a dose of reality. She signed off, the Fox bitch who kicked your fat CNN ass.

Robin was still in the CNN offices, when she got a chance to read the reply from Kiran. That bitch, that does it, I want a piece of her. Robin wrote back. Well Fox bitch, do you care to put your money where your mouth is? I got tomorrow off, and I want to meet you face to face where we can settle this. How about it? I will meet you in New York or Washington DC tomorrow, name the place and time. She signed off the CNN who is going to kick the skanky ass of that Fox bitch. Kiran read the e-mail, and was quite taken back by the anger she had generated. Kiran was having second thoughts, and initially wanted to apologize for what she said on air, and wrote in her e-mail. She stopped, knowing that their paths might eventually meet, and she did not want to back down to a future rival. The News and Entertainment business is dog eat dog, and to cower down to a future rival now might mean a lost promotion or a better show and time slot later. Kiran thought and suggested they meet at the DC Marriott Metro. Kiran was familiar with the area, and did not want to back down, now that her back was against the wall. Like Robin, Kiran also coincidentally had Friday, and the weekend off. The e-mail was sent, and soon Robin confirmed that she would be there late Friday, afternoon, and that the two news babes would meet in the bar around 7Pm . The stage was set, the only unknown would be the outcome of the fight. While on the air Thursday morning, both women dressed for the audience, Kiran wore a short black skirt, showing off her legs and a tan sweater. Robin wore a dark blue jacket and pants, with an off-white blouse, opened enough to display some lovely cleavage and the lust of many viewers. Both women taped their rival's show, looking at the vision on the tape with anger and a bit of anxiety.

Their flights to DC went without incident, and both women hurried towards the hotel by cab. The hotel located between Georgetown and Howard Universities , is vast and busy. Robin arrives first, after having a salad prior to her flight; she arrives at the hotel and checks in. She surveys the room, and quickly determines that she wants the fight in her room. She showers, applies makeup and she is wearing a white blouse and black skirt. She makes her way down to the bar and orders an appetizer. She is sitting at the bar, with a view to catch her rival first. Men at the bar, hit on her but many others notice that she is not biting, and looks as if she is waiting for someone. While, Robin has the time to plan out the fight strategy, she pounds her manicured nails on the bar and scans at female who enters the area. She is early, but wants to be ready for Kiran. The bar is crowded with businessmen, and bureaucrats and the fight will not start here at the bar. Kiran arrives at the hotel, she also had a light supper before her flight. She had a couple of drinks on the plane to soothe her nerves. She cannot believe that she is going through with this, maybe at the bar the two women can have a little talk and chalk it up to a misunderstanding. She checks in, and also showers then takes a deep breath and made her way to the bar and her appointment with destiny.

Both women had been in scraps or fights before, some even in the newsroom of the local tv stations they worked before. They had done their time of boring dates with station managers, sponsors and owners. It slowly paid off as now they were up and comers to the News Entertainment business. This was different; this was like a feline marking her turf, and showing the other cat that she was the top bitch. Kiran entered the bar, and Robin noticed her immediately. She is wearing a tan skirt, and a white pullover top. The bar stool next to her was empty, Robin made a weak wave, but it caught the eye of Kiran who slowly and deliberately made her way to the stool by the bar. Kiran spoke first, Robin? She said yes, Kiran right. Yeah it's me. Kiran took a seat on the stool. Each woman glanced and quickly checked out the form and figure of the other. Kiran looked taller and not as skinny, and Robin was compact and looked stronger than she did on the tube. Neither woman said anything, as Kiran quickly ordered a white wine. Robin spoke first, I'm glad you're here, I thought that you would “chicken out”. “No, I'm here” Kiran said. Robin motioned to a secluded table away from the ears at the bar, and both ladies carried their drinks to the table close to the passageway between the bar and the elevators. I hope you know what kind of ass beating you are in for Robin said. Kiran did not respond she just looked up with her doe-like eyes. Robin was nervous, and wanted to get this started. Kiran was nervous, and a little intimidated by the anger Robin displayed. While the two worked on their drinks, Kiran made the first move by displaying a little “footsie” battle under the table. She only aggravated Robin more. You are going to have to do a lot more than that to get out of this bitch. With that statement, Kiran kicked Robin in the shin with her heels. Let's go bitch, Robin whispers to Kiran as both women rise, follow me to my room. Robin leads the way, as Kiran looks at Robin nice round ass, and muscular legs. Although not as long as Kiran's, they are very attractive, and shapely. They go around the corner to the elevators, and Robin pushes the up button, and as a few middle age couples enter the elevator, Robin ask one gentleman to press the button for the 9 th floor. The elevator empties soon after they enter, and by the fifth floor the elevator is empty. Kiran is nervous as she watches the elevator lurch upward as the last of the couple's leave the elevator. Robin was standing behind Kiran on the brief elevator trip, and she notices that this is an opportunity to set the tone of the fight. Robin quickly grabs Kiran and pushes her against the wall of the elevator and sinks her hands in to her hair. Kiran caught off guard, manages to stay on her feet, and responds by grabbing Robin thick mane of hair. Robin pushes her body against Kiran's and both women can feel the assets of their rivals. Kiran is able to wrap her stronger legs against Robin's and break the initial hold and take away the support in her left knee that was locked. The two women broke apart, they glanced at each other and then adjusted their short skirts which had risen up on their thighs during the brief fight, and as Kiran pulled fixed her sweater blouse, Robin re-buttoned the popped buttons on her blouse. Both women adjust their hair, as Robin is breathing heavier, and Kiran is feeling much more confident as her pre-fight butterflies are now gone!

The elevator comes to a sudden stop, and both women look at each other with renewed hatred. Kiran is feeling much more confidant, and Robin's ego has taken a blow. She realizes that this will not be just a few slaps, and a submission. Robin led Kiran a few strides to her room, very close to the elevators. Almost as soon as they walked into the hotel room, both women soon had handfuls of hair. Kiran being slightly taller was able to have a better hold, as Robin's head was being pulled back. Kiran pushed Robin back onto the bed, which was only a short distance from the door. Kiran was briefly on top, as each still had their hands in each other's hair. Robin was able to remove Kiran's left hand from her hair and roll Kiran over, But Kiran used her legs and thighs to roll Robin off. Robin's body slumped down, so that only the top portion of her ass was on the bed, as Kiran stretched to pin Robin's right arm down. Robin then used the leverage and energy in her legs to roll Kiran over and throw her down on the bed near the pillows. She again leaped at Kiran and managed to flop over Kiran. Kiran then used the wall to push off of with her body to roll Robin off of her. Kiran then rushed to pin Robin down. Robin had a handful of Kiran's hair, as Kiran hands unconsciously went for Robin's chest. Robin's legs came up to wrap around Kiran's waist, and once again the women rolled over on the bed. The two combatants' now faced each other; Kiran's left hand was interlocked with Robin's right hand. Their knee's came up also, in a sort of fetal position, as each occasionally kneed their rival in the gut. Robin reached with both hands to grab and handful of Kiran's hair, and Kiran rose up briefly to use her left hand to pull and tug Robin's hair. After a few brief moments, the women separated. Kiran was the first to stand, Robin was still on the bed. Robin slowly got up and pushed her chest into Kiran's. All through the fight, un-ladylike words were exchanged, threats were given and words like bitch, slut, and whore were spewed. Once again both ladies reached for each other's mane of hair. This time it was Robin who was able to pin Kiran on the bed, their hands became locked in battle with the hands of the other. Robin then sat on the mid-section of Kiran and broke her hands away from Kiran and pulled and tugged Kiran's hair. Kiran responded by getting a handful of Robin's hair. Robin face flinched in pain, as Kiran on her back was able to twirl her hands in Robin's hair. Kiran then reached up and ripped open Robin's blouse, and expose her fabulous chest. Robin was wearing a black bra, but it struggled to contain her breasts. Kiran's legs were now failing in the air, as Robin grinded her hips and thighs into Kiran's torso. While on top of Kiran, Robin removed her top and tossed it to the floor.

Robin once again gained control of Kiran and pinned her arms above her head on the bed, and lowered her chest to Kiran, and rubbed her chest against the chest of Kiran's. Robin then lowered her head to Kiran's ear, and said you stupid bitch, I am mess you up good. Besides the grunts and groans, and occasional curses and moans were the only words exchanged since the fight began. Robin once again, grinded her hips into Kiran causing her to gasp for air, and moan. Robin raised herself up over Kiran, but Kiran used to legs to unseat Robin and flipped her on her side, as Kiran quickly again pounced on top of her. Robin legs were spread apart, as Kiran used her thighs and legs to force Robin down and prevent Robin from flipping her. Kiran could feel Robin squirm beneath her, as Robin bucked and shifted her weight from side to side. Kiran grabbed a handful of hair, and pulled Robin's bra and breast. Kiran sat up on Robin, but in releasing Robin right arm gave Robin the opportunity to slap Kiran against the side of the head. This forced Kiran back on her knees, as Robin shifted her weight forward on the bed away from Kiran. Kiran recovered and grabbed the breasts of Robin and sunk her nails into her bra, scratching her bra and nipples. Kiran forced Robin back down on the bed, and slapped her along side her head with her right hand. Kiran then laid on top of Robin forcing her thighs into Robin's and the two women were soon lined up against each other, facing each other. Kiran used her hips to drive them into Robin's, and with each hump she heard Robin grunt and moan. Kiran kept this up, until Robin's legs were able to tie up Kiran's and force her off of Robin. Kiran tried rolling away, but this time Robin was quicker and was soon on Kiran's back. Robin grabbed Kiran's hair and yanked it up and down, causing Kiran to scream and begin to cry. Robin then started to remove Kiran's top over her head, and tossed that it to the floor. Robin then grabbed Kiran's legs and pulled them forward, as she sat on Kiran's butt and her lower back. Robin then lowered her head, and asked Kiran if she was ready to admit who the better woman was? Kiran said no bitch, then Robin grabbed her legs and pulled it towards her some more. She then used her right hand to pull Kiran's hair and yank back on it to form a “beaten L.” Kiran faintly said I give, you won. Robin made her repeat it, and Kiran said it louder as Robin grabbed the hair and the left leg of her defeated foe. Robin released her holds on the crying brunette, and rolled off of her. Kiran lay on the bed, then curled up into a ball. Robin rolled her over to look at her, and to check the damage that she had administered. Robin noted that it was nothing that wouldn't heal quickly and without anyone seeing. Robin then got up off the bed, and went to the bathroom and checked herself in the mirror; it looked like she might have taken the worse beating. Her hair was a mess, her perfect breasts were scratched and clawed, but at least she got the bitch to submit. Robin turned on the shower to ease the aching muscles and offer her body some relief. While in the shower, the visions of her battle with Kiran began to cause tension in her body, as she started to massage her achy breasts with soap and warm water. She also began to finger herself, to relieve the tension she felt when Kiran's body and her struggled for dominance.

To be continued!!

Robin emerged from the shower refreshed and stimulated. She was surprised how good she felt, maybe it was the victory, or the stimulation of the close body contact with an attractive woman, and the release in the shower. She wrapped a towel around her body and went back to the bedroom or living area of the room. She did not expect to see Kiran still in the room, but there she was to her amazement. What haven't had enough yet? Robin asked. Kiran just looked at her, and slowly got off the bed. She was still without her top, and only in her bra, skirt and pantyhose and panties. Kiran's hose was torn in several areas, like Robin's that are now on the floor of the bathroom. Her high heels were somewhere in the room, like her sweater top. Kiran's hair was a mess, and partially in her face, but Robin could see that the fight was not over! Kiran walked towards Robin, and said it ain't over yet! Kiran then reached for Robin's wet, brunette hair with her left and balled up her right hand into a fist. She yanked Robin down by the hair, and then cocked a punch into her gut with her right. Robin doubled over, but the punch did not hit the mark, instead hitting Robin in the hip as she was able to twist before Kiran could connect. Robin then grabbed Kiran's hair, and tied up Kiran's right arm with her left. The two were in close bodily contact once again, and Robin could feel her towel loosen with each maneuver of the two combatants. The towel slowly dropped off the body of the brunette bombshell, and now Robin was naked. Her breast now became targets, as Kiran reached for them to squeeze and scratch. Robin was at first in a defensive posture, trying to protect her assets, then went on the offensive ripping off Kiran's bra and pulling off her skirt. When Robin got Kiran's skirt near her ankles she got in close, and bear hugged Kiran to try to trip her to the floor. This effort paid off, but Kiran grabbed Robin in close and pulled her down also. The two women rolled on the floor, as Robin had the advantage, as Kiran's skirt was still around her ankles. Robin quickly mounted Kiran on the floor, and the two women were pulling each other's hair, as they legs snaked together to gain the advantage below their waist. Robin could feel her love mound rubbing against the thighs and the mound of Kiran's as they grinded and humped on the floor. Kiran was able to get her hands knotted around Robin's hair, as she tumbled Robin off of her. Kiran a bit quicker than Robin, landed on top of her stomach and pulled hair, and punched her several times in the stomach. Kiran moved up to pin Robin down, like Robin had done earlier. Robin was able to buck and twist, keeping Kiran from attaining her goal of a pin. Robin also grabbed Kiran's arm with her left hand, and break the hold on her hair. Kiran pulled and tugged at Robin's chest, causing Robin to yell out in pain. Robin's eyes were now tearing from the pain in her chest. Robin started to punch Kiran in her sides, and then started to scratch her thighs. She was able to ripped up most of the panty hose, that remained on Kiran's body. Kiran's started to yelp in pain, and grabbed with each hand, the hair on the side of Robin's head and pound her head down on the carpeted floor. Robin yelped, and then brought her legs up to Kiran's head, and forces her from the dominant position. Kiran's head hit the bed frame, and it knocked her dazed for just a moment. In that moment, Robin reached down to Kiran's waist and stripped her of her remaining clothes. Now both beautiful, brunette newswoman were in their birthday suites. Kiran jumped away from Robin, and now both women were on their knees, but Kiran lunged and tackled Robin to the floor. Kiran on top, lined her body up with Robin's and started to hump her, and grind her chest and love mound into Robin's. Without being forced, both women spread their legs and flopped, and humped each other as they cussed. Kiran tried to pin Robin's arms over her head, but Robin was too strong. Robin tried to bend Kiran's arm back, and briefly lifted her off of her, but she was too heavy and strong for such a move, and Kiran's body came crashing down on top of Robin's chest, forcing her to gasp and moan. The two women's arms were now seeking each other's breasts, thighs and hair. A pull here, a scratch her and a tug for good measure. The once sweet smelling body of Robin's was now sweaty, dirty and sore. On and on the two beauties fought, each second taking a greater toll on their stamina, and spirit. The fight now was one of endurance. With Kiran still in the dominant position, Robin needed to distract her, and knew where to start. She manipulated her legs and thighs, so that they would rub up against Kiran's. Robin looked deep into Kiran's eyes with determination, Kiran smiled back sensing that she would soon be the victor. But Robin located the love mound of Kiran, and positioned her's so that this now became a battle of physical and sexual wills. Robin noticed Kiran moaning, not from pain but from arousal. And like her earlier, was being sexually stimulated by the fighting. Robin continued the contact and the pressure, and soon Kiran lost her focus and her dominant position. Robin threw her leg out, and broke the leg pin Kiran had enjoyed earlier, and rolled Kiran over. Now Robin was on top once again, and began to pump her love mound into Kiran with more ferocity. She even grabbed the derriere of Kiran and humps her with greater vigor and earnest. Kiran could not take the barrage of stimulation and pain much longer, and Robin knew too neither could she. Robin then shifted her position upwards on Kiran, and dropped her beautiful, full breasts on top of Kiran in a final move to smother her out. Kiran struggled, but Robin was able to pin her arms down, as Kiran's legs kicked and bucked. But once again, Kiran stopped struggling, as Robin rose up and asked do you submit. Kiran nodded yes, and said I give. Robin lowered herself down on top of Kiran and slowly continued the movement of her love mound against Kiran's and with their last remaining strength on the floor of the Washington DC hotel, satisfied the building tension in their bodies, and the realization of their imaginations. After being spent, physically and sexually Robin gently kissed the neck of her conquered foe, and got up and went to the bed to sleep it off. Kiran soon followed suit, and crawled into the bed next to Robin and slept off the pain and pleasure her body endured.

Robin awoke first the next morning, and automatically turned on the TV to get the latest news, Kiran soon awoke afterwards hearing the noise and feeling the movement in the bed. On the screen was the Today Weekend show, as soon as the female voice was heard, both women said in unison “I really hate that bitch” as Campbell Brown began to speak.

Both women shared the chuckle, and then looked at each other and realized the situation they were both in. They were naked, and had just shared a bed with a woman they had swore, fought and had stimulated sexually! The shared the experience and now the embarrassment of the situation. Robin quickly covered up her full, bruised and scratched chest, as Kiran quickly made her way to the bathroom. The two brunette babes were used to stressful situations on the set, but this was different and uncomfortable for each of them. Kiran splashed water on her face after using the facilities, and cautiously made her way out. Her clothes were ripped, torn and strewn about the hotel room. Robin sitting up said to her in an anxious tone, I have some clothes in the dresser by the TV, you can put something on to get dressed. Kiran quickly looked at her and said thanks. Robin watched Kiran, with her beautiful lithe body as she scrambled for some clothes to wear. Robin was looking for bruises on Kiran as she dressed, and noticed a few scratched on her thighs and ass, and then looked away as Kiran got dressed. Kiran choose grey gym shorts, and a large T-shirt with the emblem of the Atlanta Braves on it. Kiran said thanks again as she searched for her purse and shoes. Robin then spoke up, still sitting up in the bed. Leave your clothes; I want those as a souvenir of my time in DC. Kiran laughed, and then said well then I am keeping these (pointing to the clothes she has on) and Robin's bra she picked up off the floor. Robin said okay, that sounds fair. How about brunch? Say about 10 in the dinning room down stairs, I'm really hungry and I hate eating alone! Kiran agreed, as both women needed time to comprehend what had happened, and how to react to it. Kiran left the room quietly for a shower, a quick nap and time alone. Robin got out of bed to use the bathroom, and the shower and she too went back to bed for a quick nap.

The two women met once again in the dinning room, it was not busy and it seemed likely the two could have a nice meal with out interruption, or meddle by others in the dinning hall. Kiran and Robin checked each other's outfits, they each were in jeans with Robin wearing a blue blouse, and Kiran in another pull over sweater. Robin wore heels, while Kiran was wearing sneakers. They were quickly seated, and began drinking coffee as slowly and sensuously. Although a truce had been issued, they still wore the scars that the other woman had inflicted. The scars were both physical and mental. The meal was buffet style, and despite being late in the morning there was plenty of food. They each made several trips, and drank more than a few cupfuls of coffee. After filling themselves with food and coffee, the check came and the two beautiful women split the bill and tip, and made their wave to the lobby of the hotel. They agreed to share a cab to the airport and fly home to the separate destinations. The conversation at brunch was light, with talk of careers, family aspirations and relationships. Towards the end of breakfast, they agreed that the battle upstairs was close, and that each respected each other as a news anchor and as a woman.

When they arrived at the airport, they were taking separate flights and airlines, and at first awkwardly hugged, then embraced tighter with Robin thrusting her chest into Kiran's and Kiran forcing her hips and thighs into Robin's as each could feel the sexual assets of the other, the former rival. They separated and kissed each other on the cheek and left for the flights. Each had plenty of time to confirm their seats, check in their luggage, clear security and sit down and absorb the entire event.

Word of the fight had spread like wildfire around the Fox newsroom, as it was told that Kiran was going to fight for Fox's and her honor. She entered the set on Sunday morning to host some news show late in the morning. She had gotten a good night's sleep, and the effects of the fight were not visible when clothed. A few of the co-workers had asked about her weekend, but she told no details and did not discuss or confirm a fight had even taken place. Some were frustrated, but nothing like Juliet Huddy. She nagged, and continued to question Kiran for details. Kiran kept saying nothing happened, but Juliet kept insisting that something did, and would tell others and said that Kiran must of got her ass kicked to be so quiet. Again, Juliet pestered Kiran for details, and Kiran would deny anything happened. Later in the day, Juliet walked into the small office Kiran shared with others news anchors on the staff. Juliet kept questioning, and told Kiran that she must of gotten her ass kicked, and even walked up to Kiran and physically challenged her to shut her up. Kiran got up from her desk, and stood up to Juliet, then walked past her towards the door, as I figured a lowly, slutty coward. At the end of that statement, Kiran closed the door, turned around and punched Juliet in the jaw. Juliet landed hard on the desk, and stood above her waiting to fight her if she got up. With that part of the office vacant on a Sunday afternoon, no one saw what had happened, but a couple of staff members heard the thud, and some conversation afterwards. Juliet quickly left the office, and went home without so much as a word to her co-workers. A few moments later, Kiran walked out of the office and wished everyone a nice afternoon, and said I'll see you all tomorrow and left for home in a most cheerful tone.

Robin went back to work on the following Monday, a similar situation occurred as a few staff members called her over the weekend to get details of the fight. Robin did not return calls or even answer the phone. She stayed home, ran errands and took a few naps, and a warm bath and a couple of hot showers. Like Kiran, Robin too had a nemesis, and her name was Christi Paul. She had a beautiful, ambitious blonde with a knockout body and a gorgeous face. Robin and Christi were expected to fight some day, but when or where was the question to the CNN studios staff. Words had already been exchanged, and now the only thing missing was the stimulus for the fight. Christi was not on Robin's mind when she entered the studio, but Christi was waiting for her. She figured Robin would destroy Kiran the Fox bitch, and that she would beat and humiliate Robin, and be the top bitch at two different news networks. Robin finished her show, and looked both professional and beautiful on the air. She received the usual congratulations, except they were hardier and more energetic than usual. Like Kiran, she too did not discuss the fight with anyone, an denied that a fight had even taken place. But people looked closely and saw bruises and scratches up close, and figured that the Fox bitch had taken Robin down a notch or two. Now was Christi's chance, she confronted Robin in the bullpen of the studio, where there were several desks, and office and she wanted to know the truth about the fight, then she flicked Robin's collar on her blouse, and said you probably got your ass-kicked and are to embarrassed to say anything. Robin remained silent, not wishing to engage in or feed the rumor mill. Robin tried to pass by Christi, but she stepped in front and said well you old hag. Are you ready to step aside and let this young bitch who can defend the honor of this place take over. What wrong Robin, not woman enough to take me on Christi said harshly to Robin. The other staff and on-air talent just watched as if they were glued to a TV set waiting for Robin to respond. Christi jetted out her chest to meet Robin's and the two just stared at each other. Robin knew enough to not fight Christi in front of everyone at the station, and just said excuse me I and then looked around and said we all have work to do, and went to her office. She got into the office, and she quickly closed the door to catch her breath and regain her composure.

It was not mid-afternoon, and Robin's shift was over, and she was heading towards the parking lot to go home. When she saw Christi preparing to go home too. Robin put her things in her car, and then walked with determination over to Christi's car. There she confronted Christi, and said do you still want to fight? Christi said you had your chance, and Robin responded and now you got yours! With that being said, both women lunged at each other, and pulled and tugged hair, Christi released first and grabbed and ripped open the blouse Robin was wearing to expose her blouse, but Robin didn't mind as she was now bending Christi's body back onto the hood of her car. Robin spread her legs for leverage, and bounced Christi's blonde head off the hood a couple of times. Robin then released the hair in her right hand and slapped Christi's face, and then punched her in the gut. Then she leaned in with her body and pressed her thigh and hips into Christi's mid-section. Christi being off balance wrapped her legs around Robin's waist and went after Robin's chest. Robin did the same as she continued to press her body against Christi's. Robin was able to get a few more slaps and punches in, as Christi was also able to do. Then Robin grabbed Christi's hair and slammed her head once again down on the hood of the car. Christi just fell back, and rolled over further entangling her hips and legs with Robin. Robin pulled up Christi's skirt up her lovely thighs, and Robin pressed her love mound against Christi's as Robin lowered her chest on top of Christi's blouse that was now open. Still think that you are too much woman for me slut? Robin continued to apply pressure to Christi's groin area. She then pulled on the legs of Christi, so that she fell off of the car with a thump to the parking lot pavement. Robin adjusted her skirt, which had risen up during the brief fight, and buttoned her blouse and quickly, and confidently walked, towards her car to go home.

Kiran and Robin exchanged e-mails regarding their day back and work and the events that transpired during their first day back. After reading each other's account of the events, and the juicy details, both women went to soak in the tub and dream and re-live the events of the day and in the Washington DC hotel room.