Posted by Samdog on 9/29/2002, 11:44 pm.

Jeri was jubilant. Cheerful in her corner as the decision was announced, it would have been hard for the blonde to be happier. It's been a while since a victory had hasd such an emotional impact on her, Over the course of ten rounds, Elizabeth had made herself a hated enemy. Over the course of ten more, Jeri had vindicated herself, granted, the result could've been better, but at the moment that was beside the point, As she took a look across the ring, Jeri smiled again. She had one final point of business to attend to.

Sitting on her stool, Elizabeth was despondent. How could this have happened. She was facing someone she knew she could beat. She's brought her best to the table. In the end though, the brunette was sitting on her stool with her head in her hands, trying to blink back the tears as another L was tacked into her record, Where did things go wrong?

Suddenly, the British beauty felt a shadow hanging over her. Looking up, she saw Jeri standing, looking down on her. Inspite of the battle scars she'd received, the pretty blonde still radiated an aura of triumph, as though the rounds Liz had won were completely meaningless.

"Get up," Jeri ordered, "It's time we went on a little stroll."

Lifting the helpless brunette to her feet, Jeri put her arm around Liz's waist and began to parade her around the ring, her beaten foe in no position to refuse.

"You know, I bet you think things weren't suppose to go this way," Jeri said. "I feel the same way. You were supposed to be a simple knockout, a simple win to prove that I was ready, Instread, you just had to stay on your feet. You just had to be a pest."

As they walk along the second edge of the ring, the blonde waved to her fans as the brunette stumbled along. "Hear that? They're not cheering for you. They're cheering for me. They're cheering for the beating I've given you." Jeri's words cut to the bone as Liz broke down, her pride crushed as the tears came down. Jeri continued to wave to her fans as she rounded her own corner, still showing off Liz like a trophy.

"One more thing," Jeri exclaimed as she continued her walk of shame. "Don't EVER touch my boobs!" Reaching around with her free hand, Jeri grabbed Liz's left breast and squeezed hard as the brunette cried out in pain. "How do you like it, b###h?" Jeri shouted as she mercilessly asaulted Elizabeth, the Brit lurching on shaky legs as she hung onto the blonde for support, Grabbing Liz's right breast, Jeri began to twist it back and forth, the brunette screaming helplessly as her top offered little protection.

To Liz's visible relief, Jeri stopped her torture as they walked down the hope stretch. She was a picture of defeat, hunched over and holding her jugs, Jeri was still upright, smiling and waving, :I hope you've learned your lesson," Jeri said as they reached the end of the walk. "I'm the Blonde Bomber. DON'T piss me off, or you'll live to regret it." Jeri contemptuously deposited Liz in her corner, shoving her down to the canvas. She then turned around and made her way back to her corner, arms raised high, She had a lot of celebrating to do.

Reposted by Archer 9/5/11