Kendra Wilkinson versus Roxanne Pallett (JMD)
(Words: O & E / Results: Lookout!)

Before: Icy focus from Roxanne.  Gone are the pre-fight hairpulls and chestbumps, the top-tugging and shrieking that marked Kendra’s tussles with the glam-girls and Page Three Models.  There’s a feeling that the Playmate has stepped in with the big girls this time.  Or maybe it’s anger at having to step down to her level.  All we can say for sure is it’s chilly in here.
 
Red bikini with white dots for Roxanne, white gloves, chin length hair pulled back.  Kendra in her aquamarine bikini, black gloves, new shorter hair in a battle-pony.
 
R1: Roxanne stepping forward bob and weave, arms crossed but hands always moving, sometimes protecting rib, sometimes protecting chin. Pallett announcing herself to Wilkinson’s midriff with hooks from the bob; great thumping whacks to paunch, backing Playmate up, setting up jug shots. Kendra at the ropes, dukes at her temples, digs in and slugs back—short right hands hammer-dropped from the guard, dip n’dig hooks hard up into Roxie’s rack. Pallett won’t be moved: she bumps and shoves, bullying Wilkinson, punching in rhythmic jerks to the hips, arms, whistling past chin.
 
R2: Similar stuff, Roxanne with the herky-jerk upperbody movement, but Kendra reading it better, getting off first, backing her up. Pallett, digging in when there’s nowhere else to go and slugging back hard in spots.  Wilkinson busier, palming with the right hand to set up hooks, crowding in with her head and shoulders to ride Roxie into the ropes.
 
R3:  Stalking, flat-footed Kendra extending the left, feeling for Roxanne, trying to measure her for jolting right hands off the shoulder. Pallett in wide stance, weight on right foot - left hand extended, quick-dabbing with it, cuffing Wilkinson whenever Playmate inches into range. Tense despite lack of clean connects - girls gauging each other, looking to land the power punches. Down the stretch, Roxanne gambles on a whistling right - misses it all juggy-jiggle - as she's pulling back to rebalance, Kendra clubs her across the chops. Pallett startled, steps in a fence post hole, soaks up an uppercut, does a little funky chicken, then GOES DOWN as Wilkinson's pouncing to pile on. Roxanne spluttering, punching canvas while she's on all fours, rising at the eight, riding out the final minute.
 
R4: Roxanne forced to press, wants that knockdown back, leads to much hotter exchanges. Pallett spreading Wilkinson out with wide stance/weight on right foot look, Playmate misjudging distance and eating right hands as girls close. On the inside Roxie going very heavily to Kendra's breasts, ribcage and waistline - fat strapping right hands laid in thick; succulent hooks licking up and across. Wilkinson gasping, really feeling Pallett's commitment down there, grimly giving ground to determined British advances. Down the stretch, girls trade tight hooks to chins Roxanne leans into a fearsome right hand bingo onna chin - KENDRA'S ON HER BACKSIDE! Wilkinson sputtering backwards a few steps before plopping down, jugs slamming violently up and down as she scoots to a stop. Pallett brightening, smacking mitts together: when Kendra's hurt, Brit girls ringside are happy.  Blonde girl beats count, but soaks up a beating to the bell.
 
R5:  Both girls with chests pumping like bellows during the interval, shivering with hate, seeking the warmth of one another’s sweaty tousles and brawny bodies--neither getting enough of the thick body-swap. Anyone reaches round the other’s back? Good opportunity for the other to jam away short to the hip, ribs and rack. Short Punches, no backswing--just tucking and jerking, backs and legs providing all the thrust. Girls fighting by feel--laying in with each other to hook midsections blind, trying to body the other back and impose will every second.  Toe to toe, both girls taking turns--it’s mouth on shoulder, compact brawling at it’s very best. Girls covered up and hunkering in close--both heads popping up occasionally from uppercuts inside, paunches pounded, breasts beaten red. Now it’s Kendra stepping Roxanne back, now it’s Pallett edging into Wilkinson. Almost too close to call, but Kendra landing some scorching sidearm lefts and rights across Roxi’s waist late might have nipped the round late.
 
R6:  Busty brawlers wade in, both too far gone to do anything else now. Brutal cuddle-punching going on as girls slug away mindless. Squirming stuf Roxanne groaning as she reaches in under Kendra’s ribs, shoves her off, then swipes the hook while leaning back into ropes. Wilkinson open-mouthed, glassy eyed, falling in with her overhand right, then digging away with both arms pumping to belly. Ref issuing break, pushing Playmate back: Kendra mindlessly plodding back in, eating a right hand on the face as Roxie pre-empts her off the ropes before laying back to accept the pressure. Agonizing to watch - both girls ruining each other here, using each other up. Wilkinson digs a hook to Pallett's tanned waist, then doubles it into a ringing left uppercut. Roxanne rocks back, then slumps forward as Kendra slops an insurance right hand to the left ear. Wilkinson's staying with the right, curling it up and under to take Pallett in the breasts, crouches low, left hand pushing on Brit's tummy, then EXPLODES up, straightening and hooking titanic to chin. Head swivel Roxanne Pallett she slumps deadweight against ropes, then DOWN SHE GOES! Roxie splashes belly down, asleep at Kendra's feet! KO6 in dramatic fashion, as Kendra claims her fourth Brit in a row!
 
After:  Kendra wrestles Roxanne onto her back, slapping her a few right hands to stun her, lowering her chest onto beaten Brit’s face.  Pallett writhing to her right, wriggling side to side, delaying the inevitable, but Wilkinson eventually able to wrap both arms behind brunette's head to cinch her in tight. Kendra panting, but smiling, occasionally picking her head up to grin into the crowd as her jugs do the hard work of reducing Roxanne. Pallett’s hands palm at Wilkinson's ribs, trying to shunt her to one side or the other until exhaustion sets in. Brunette slowly extinguished - growing slower and more sluggish in her movements. Finally Kendra pushes up to sit on her haunches in Roxie's stomach, hands on knees as she grins down. Pallett's face shiny - damp black hair strewn out across canvas, eyes closed, lips pursed prettily, hands up above her head.