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28 April 2011 Heather Hemmens vs Christian Milian

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CELEBRITY BOXING AFTER DARK

Posted by simguy on 4/28/2011, 1:47 pm

BEFORE: Heather "Hard Body" Hemmens typically aggressive in prefight: chesting up during photo-shoots; standing hands on hips with a bytchy expression, right in front of Milian during weigh-ins...youngster showing no respect for her senior starlet. "Why should I respect Christina?" Hemmens quizzes the press. "Nobody remembers who she is, and she couldn't even beat Mishy! I'm mowing her down and taking my seat at the table. There's not enough room in the FCBA for Milian and me, so she's got to go!" Milian non-plussed...beautiful young singer/actress pegged by team Hemmens as stepping-stone coming in and she's not happy. "The last thing anyone needs is another CW tartlet running wild and yapping her fool head off!" Milian asserts. "She mentioned Mishy: Hemmens wouldn't last 3 rounds with Mish Williams. Plus, she's missing the point: the rust is gone from the Milian chassis, and that's bad news for Heather Hemmens. I'm hummin', and Heather's gonna hurt, and that's all there is to this!" Heather in purple push up satin bra and panties; small black gloves; curled black hair loose n' long. Christina in hot pink/white horizontally barred bikini; small white mitts; dark hair in tight ringlets loose. Asked to touch 'em up, a pouting Chris Milian shoves Heather tuff in her chest, causing a delay as tempers flare.

During R1: Heather quickly at Christina - Hemmens chugging away hup-hup-hup - little shoulders shrugging sexy, lips pursed as she sets a pumping pace. Milian denying clean contact - closing stance to point left shoulder at Hemmy; sliding away with weight on back (right) foot, but dragging the lead (left) foot so she's always in range. Cuffing hooks-off-the-hip swat at Heather's head or paunch; roll-counter right hands come back after Hemmen's misses; swatting sidearm rights hack and clout at Hemmens' au-lait midsection. Tasty stuff: Heather busy, but predictable - Chrissy giving ground, walking Hemmens in, touching her up, turning her...Milian finesse clearly in charge by the final minute. Bell: Christina helping herself to a chunk of healthy Hemmens backside via clapping open-hand right...Heather scowling, but a little bedazzled after getting out-pointed.

R2: Hemmens back at Christina - Heather scooting into position, shoulders rolling as she hunts for tummy and jug underneath. Milian catching clout on her body, but rolling and slipping cute on her hips...Chrissy always in range, letting Heather get off, then fitting her for hard, precise swats. Minute mark - Heather chugging away hup-hup to tummy: Chrissy absorbs in crouch, then comes up hooking, clouting the taste out of Heather's mouth and putting her wobbly butt! Pretty CW vixen stamping in fence post holes, sputtering and hurt: Milian over to offence presses her attack. Limber, swatting, sidearm rights administered to Hemmens: Chrissy swiping across the paunch-line; bending in to fit the right hand wide behind left elbow. Hemmens harmed, backing away cranky to ropes: she's in earmuff, grimacing as Milian squares away to work. Gorgeous stuff from Christina: swatting lefts and rights taking Hemmens tuff in her waist; carving, sudden left uppercuts scraping across the guard up top, then doubling down to hook behind right elbow. Heather's toned body, curvy legs holding her up - but little CW vixen takes a royal beating through 2.

R3: Milian inexplicably fades to ropes, showing earmuff - she's rope-a-doping! Hemmens wades in, gets to work: chugging lefts and rights beat the waistline, small mitts biting at taut golden-brown beef. Hemmens working up-torso - hooking Milian behind the right elbow - Heather grunting "HUH-UH!" as she belts Chris her best leather. Clubbing strokes beat at Chrissy's well-protected head; uppercuts scrape along the guard, seeking entrance...then Hemmens gets back to wide, whacking strokes along the waist, getting in thick and tasty. Bell to bell Heather: she's lathering up, sweating freely; Milian pink from hip to hip, shaking from the pounding, but essentially sound through 3.

R4: Heather's punched herself out as per Milian's plan: Chrissy over to offence. Crisp, split-second counterpunching early: soon as a Hemmen's mitt touches either Milian flank, Chrissy turns into tight-punching receipts, answering rights with a right, lefts with a left. Milian so sweet in the pocket - dipping side to side, keeping elbows in, bobbing on the spot...Heather wearing down as she's increasingly blocked or ineffective, while getting picked apart by Milian's accurate mitts. By round's end - Hemmens sits ropeside, hands-at-temples: Milian's atop her, working her over. Chrissy's left hand reaches past Heather's right flank - Chrissy controlling with left shoulder or chicken-wing left elbow, nudging at Heather before clipping swift right hands. Right uppercuts carve at Heather's jug or guard; wide right sidearms take her loud in the gut...supple shove-n'-slug makes Milian the boss through 4. Bell: Heather's thighs trembling in spasm, tears brimming in shellshocked eyes: sight of the distress brings a BEAMING smile to MIlian's pretty face.

R5: One little hottie-exotic taking another out back the woodshed as Chrissy stacks Heather up ropeside. Hemmens leaning in via left shoulder, pressing Heather deep to ropes, then hooking her amidships, clouting her righty...nice whippy, supple delivery on these swiping licks. Milian absolutely heartless - taunting Heather during the push-in: "Hurtin'? Hey? Yeah, know you are. Here's a body shot HUP! OH! right hand! Quittin' Heath? Hey - you quittin'?" Hemmens groggy - sleepy behind her mitts...her lips're parted, lashes fluttering...she's a beaten vixen. Christina just pushin'-and-punchin', helping herself now, making Heather take weight and punches and THE REF STEPS IN! Heather all disheveled and groggy, breaking down into shuddering sobs as official hugs her to safety. TKO5 in one-sided fashion, Christina Milian.

After: Milian turning back the clock to her glory days, outclasses and outguns a shellshocked little CW beauty tonight. "People forget that I came up through the Bring It On system," Milian fumes in postfight, "I'm just as physical as Hayden, and a damn-sight hotter! I'm the baddest little ass in the division, and I showed it tonight. I totally dismantled Heather Hemmens tonight, but you could put Kbell in Heather's trunks, or Hayden, or any of these bimbos, and you'd STILL get the same damn beating!"