Chapter 2. After the fight
Brenda Lee was furious. "How could that hulk embarrass her so? How dare he toss
her up and down like a doll? And to cap it all to dump her high up on that roof
where everyone could see her knickers and the gravel coated roofing felt had
scratched her bare thighs and marked the leather mini skirt. "I only stole that
from Debenhams a few days ago," she muttered. "I will get my own back on them if
it is the last thing I do". Still inwardly swearing to herself she went on, "Did
those stupid women pigs think they would get any information from me? Did they
think it likely Dwarfie bitch would press charges? I doubt that very much." Only
one girl had decided to go ahead and testify against her and for some reason she
decided to commit suicide before the trial began. "No, I will get my own back on
the Dwarfie bitch and the hulk. The kicking I gave her Dwarfie earlier will not
suffice. I'll put her out of action for a long while." She went out.
"First we must find out who the hulk is," she stated to her gang.
"That's easy," Sara 'Skip' Jones the red haired girl replied, "He's one of the
wrestlers at the Odeon tonight. He's on the posters. Perhaps we can filch some
tickets and see if he is as tough as he appears to be."
*****
Sharon debated whether to just join the queue and show her ticket or to try the
side entrance. "What the hell," she thought, "I can always come back outside
again."
"What can I do for you miss," the gruff voice asked as she entered.
"Larry told me to see Henry."
"HENRY!!!" The voice reverberated down the hall. Sharon thought the whole
theatre would have heard. Shortly a small, dapper little man appeared.
"Larry said to say I had the balls for it."
"And have you?" Without waiting or expecting an answer, Henry went on, "I guess
you have otherwise you wouldn't be here. You look his type. He likes them with a
bit of flesh on their bones." Henry led her through and down a staircase to
emerge into the tunnel where the contestants entered the ring and placed her in
a seat right at the very edge of the ring along with the judges and seconds.
"Wow," Sharon exclaimed as she watched the first bouts, "I didn't really think
he meant I would get this close to the action. God, I'm so wet watching all
these hunks being thrown around and seeing the bulges in the shorts."
"Ladies and Gentlemen," the M.C. announced, the next bout is between the very
mean Grizzly Bear." He waited for the applause and boos to die down and
continued, "And the gentle man of the ring, Larry the Lamb." Larry stood to the
applause and noticed Sharon and blew her a kiss. A group booed and amongst them
Larry recognised the distinctive dyed bright red hair of Sara. "I bet the rest
are here too," he thought as he settled himself ready for the first round.
The first three rounds were pretty evenly matched but by the fourth, Larry felt
his opponent tiring and when Grizzly was a fraction of a second late with his
move, Larry was able to flip him heavily on the canvas and pin him down. Victory
was his. The referee raised his arm, Larry bowed and then leaned over the ropes
and picked Sharon up and kissed her fully on the lips, much to the raucous
delight of the crowd. "You brought me luck, Sharon," he whispered and he set her
down again. Sharon, smelling the heat and sweat on his body, became even more
aroused and nodded when he asked her to come to the his dressing room when it
was over.
"Shall we go for a drink?" she asked as they linked arms and walked from the
theatre.
"If you like, but want to check on Harry first. She was a little better when I
looked in at lunch time. You know a pub that sells a decent pie?"
They drove in Sharon's car and parked outside Harriet's house. As he
anticipated, there was a wait while Harriet hobbled to the door but her response
to his knock was unexpected. She opened the door only to the extent of the
security chain. Tears were in her eyes and she spoke with a broken voice, "Go
away. I know I'm not good enough for you. I'm not fully formed like that police
girl." With that she slammed the door shut and Larry could hear her sobbing.
Subdued and confused he returned to Sharon who had witnessed what happened, "I
guess Harriet was watching the TV broadcast tonight and got jealous of us," she
said.
"You think she has feelings for me?" Larry sounded surprised. "I like her but I
was only doing what I could to save her from that bitch Bren and her cohorts."
"Yeah, but I guess you are the only one that has shown any interest in her and
she wanted to possess you."
"Do you want to possess me, Sharon?"
"Only for the next few hours. Lets find that pie and a pint and then have a one
night stand so that I can find out whether that bulge in your shorts is really
as big as it seemed or whether it was just ball protection." Sharon was happy
and horny.
An hour later, in Larry's hotel room, she undressed him and found out at first
hand that some of the bulge was protection but nevertheless he was well endowed.
She also found how gentle he could be using his strength. Picking her up like a
feather he laid her down on the bed and covered her body with his all the time
keeping his weight from crushing her. Sharon gripped his cock and guided her
into him. "Henry said you liked girls with a bit of meat on their bones," Sharon
remarked as she felt her cunt begin to grip his weapon, "I like my men strong
enough to control me without being dominating." They fucked quietly before she
spoke again. "Would you have liked to have fucked Harry?"
The question took away his mood for Sharon but he tried not to let it show.
"Actually she has quite a nice body. It's only her legs that make her so
different. Maybe if I had pushed it, I could have fucked her last night when we
were in bed together but for her it wouldn't have been fucking. It would have
been the start of a long term relationship that could have led to heartbreak.
Not that her body was in any condition to even fuck gently. She was just too
sore. I'm not that desperate that I would force her. I do like her though and
will have to try and talk to her before I leave in the morning."
"You slept with her?" Sharon sounded very surprised, "And did nothing?" Larry
explained the situation and convinced Sharon that his relationship with Harriet
had been platonic. They enjoyed another bout of fucking and then slept. Larry
drove her home early next morning so she could get ready for work and prepare
for the teasing she knew would come from her colleagues. They exchanged business
cards, kissed for the last time and went their separate ways.
