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5 September AHW Jessica Alba vs AnnaLynne McCord

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BLONDE! Mag Member's Site: Apt Highlights

Posted by simguy on 9/5/2010, 9:38 am

(For those of you who don't have membership to BLONDE! Magazine's encrypted members site for videos and live streaming - I thought I'd describe some of the highlights from last night's apartment McCord/Alba battle. As you know, these two are generally discouraged from boxing one another, but McCord has been making a strong bid to push Alba off L.A. carpets this year - Annalyne often labelling herself 'Alba 2.0' at these things).

Jessica in Into the Blue togs: http://www.allmoviephoto.com/photo/2005_into_the_blue_wallpaper_007.html

Annalynne sporting her neon yellow catfighting bikini from 90120: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i6iZrRHpV08

FIRST FALL - MCCORD SECURES LEG STRETCH ON ALBA LATE...

Annalyne's back is to us - she lies on her left side. Her arms encircle (and spread out) Jessi's tanned right leg; Annalyne's legs scissor up Jessie's left leg, stretching her nearly 180 degrees. McCord's belly is toward Jessi, so Annalyne's body is between us and Alba - with Alba facing the camera. They fight on thick beige carpet: a white wall lies a few feet behind Alba's back. Pretty good sound pick-up: we can hear the girls gasping with work; hear the crowd off camera; ice tinkling in glasses.

Poor Jessie panting - lips curled off her teeth...her hands palm on Annalyne's raised rightside ribs, or fret at McCord's tanned left thigh - pushing at the meat. Annalyne in high spirits - often turning her head to grin up at Alba. We hear Jessica's hands sliding against, or slapping upon McCord's toned beef.

Jessi eventually rides her left forearm down across Annalyne's buttock/lower back, stabilizing her for right elbow smashes! Jess driving down with the tip of her elbow: horrible thudding impacts sound out from McCord's ribcage. Annalyne stunned for a second, then responding with violent right elbows delivered into Jessi's rightside ribs. Girls pound away mindless for a few seconds, each whining and seething and elbowing...Alba's breasts flopping about as she works from seated position...then Jess sobs out, tries to grab Annalyne's right arm. McCord shouts "NO!" as she wriggles free - her lips pressed tight together - and she resecures Jessi's right leg, snarling in satisfaction.

Poor Jess! She's panting, whining - hands splayed on McCord's fat-free flank, trying to think what to do. Jess bends supple to her right, pushing her right hand in under Annalyne's right arm. Taking her own right wrist in her left hand, Jess grimaces as she locks her arms into McCord's own encircling arms - trying to pry Annalyne's right arm up and away. Jess bows her head; Annalyne's face goes red...they're just straining in silence, occasionally grunting or gasping with muscular effort. About 30 seconds go by, then Jess exhales with a loud: "Gahhh!" - she can't get enough leverage, releases her lock and withdraws her arms.

Looking things over, Jess bends supple to her left, sliding her left arm in between Annalyne's humming legs - reaching over the top leg to secure wrist with her right hand. Once again, Jess bows her head, whining with effort - she's trying SO HARD to pry Annalyne's legs apart. McCord cackles "Too weak!" as she's all happy again: her legs against Jessi's arms is no contest.

Jess gives up, pulls her arms out, thinking, thinking. She leans forward over Annalyne's right flank again, this time pressing her right elbow tip into the ribs and GRINDING down with constant drill-pressure. Jess' lips curl off teeth as McCord groans in pain...then Annalyne grinds HER right elbow into Jessica's extended right quad. Battle of wills - both girls suffering...Jessica closes her eyes, tightens her lips, picking her face up pretty to the camera as she digs in. Annalyne begins hammering her elbow up and down into Jessica's thigh, and it's too much: Alba abandons her rib-drilling with a cry - leaning forward with forearms riding atop Annalyne's sleek body - the elbows out to either side, the fingers of both hands extended, touching. Annalyne's arms wind 'round Jessi's right leg again; her left cheek resting atop Jessi's shin.

Annalyne's body tenses rigid: we see the pain immediately in Jessica's face as she clamps her eyes shut and sobs out. Annalyne pounds right-hand hammer fists against Jessica's right side ribs, then resecures the right leg, owning Alba. Poor Jess - she's trapped, in agony...as McCord's pouring it on, shouting "GIVE!" Alba finally taps her right hand lightly atop McCord's right hip!

Annalyne breezes "Wheee!" - luxiously unfolding her right leg by extending it 90 degrees into the air, showing us the sleek sinew/curvy thigh and calf/small knee joint. Jessica's face pale, shaken as she pushes her hands on McCord's right hip to extricate herself.

First fall to a delighted Annalyne.

SECOND FALL: JESS TRAPS ANNALYNE IN ARM TRIANGLE/LEG SCISSOR.

Girls lying tummy-to-tummy, in snug - Annalyne on her left side, Jess on her right. Camera looks down on the girls; their feet are towards us - Annalyne to the left of your screen, Jess to the right.

Jessi's got Annalyne wrapped up tight. Alba's legs have scissored up McCord's left leg (the bottom one, the way she's lying). Alba's got an arm triangle cinched in thus: left arm winding over the top, around back of Annalyne's neck; left hand gripping Alba's right bicep; Alba's right arm is underneath McCord, the right hand reaching up to cup her head; McCord's left arm is trapped in this encirclement - reaching up limp between the women and pressing against Annalyne's throat. This leaves Annalyne's right arm and right leg free, though helpless.

Poor Annalyne! Her right hand grabs at her left wrist, trying to push the left arm up and relieve pressure against her throat. Alba lies silent, heavy - her nose and lips in under McCord's left cheek from our angle. Annalyne's breath comes in intermittent gasps and pants - curly hair clamped damp against her face and neck.

Abandoning the link-up - McCord's right hand pushes at Alba's left armpit/lats...then she starts hammerfisting the lats! PAK! PAK! PAK! go the fists - Annalyne hammering on Jess in tight. Alba just cinches up - we see her shoulders working, her legs shifting...increased pressure has Annalyne blurting in pain as her right hand presses flat against tanned lat-meat, then pushes up against Jessica's toned left tricep, trying to slide that arm out of position.

Annalyne raises her right knee - employing the right foot to push against Jessica's hip. Meanwhile, Annalyne's right hand grips at Jessica's tanned left shoulder, pulling down on it. The girls rock and shimmy slightly back and forth on the spot...Annalyne sputtering now, trying to pry herself loose; Jess still silent as any anaconda would be.

It's no good...McCord trapped, losing consciousness...her right hand taps against Jessica's left armpit...but Jess doesn't release!

Panicked tapping from Annalyne, then her hand's slapping around all aimless and spastic...she's out. McCord's movements cease...Jessica holds her tight for a few seconds more, then shoves her way clear with a look of total haughty disgust.

AFTERMATH! Camera's now hand held, walking around the room. Annalyne sits up with her back to a couch attended to by her people and physician...she's woozy, disheveled, murmurring too quietly for camera to pick up. PAN to Jessica chatting with a small group of well-heeled fans - she's looking up at them, standing there in her bikini - her hair now tied into a neat low ponytail.

Camera samples opinions from the crowd:

NICOLE SCHERZINGER: "I just hope she can continue."

SARAH CARTER: "It's obvious Jessica didn't want the third fall. She was losing: Annalyne was better tonight, so Jess cheated and choked her out."

HAYDEN PANETTIERE: (talking to small group) "Seriously? You think Hilary Duff looks as good as me in tight jeans? You must be on crack..."

Camera pans Jessica up and down: we see ugly bruises on both long legs; an angry mouse forming under her left eye. She's definitely been handled roughly by Annalyne tonight...lending some credence to Carter's assessment.

McCord can't continue - fight called a draw: Alba makes a big show of being disappointed and immediately gossiping about Annalyne's lack of heart.

Incidentally, the live stream feed stays on the party all night, even when there's no fighting - just to give folks the full apartment flavour.