Brittany Harris was an aspiring actress and model. Her port folio was filled with modeling experience she had piled up in her home town of Chicago, Illinois. Brittany worked every state fair, car show, grand opening for all types of new businesses and modeled clothing for a local chain of clothing stores. She also did some acting in several of the up town dinner theatres and play houses. She dreamed of becoming famous and everyone said she had the looks and talent to make it. So Brittany packed up everything she owned and moved to Los Angeles in hopes of being discovered. But it hasn't happened yet.

She tried waiting on tables to make ends meet until her big break happened but that wasn't for her. She was hired to work behind the counter in a large department store, spritzing perfume on customers as they stopped to browse. But eventually all the mixed odors began to make her sick and she had to quit. She finally landed a job as a clerk in a convenient store and it seemed to suit her needs. After working there for a month she decided to move out of the run down motel she was staying in. She checked the newspaper and found someone advertising for a roommate to share expenses. She answered the ad and the young woman was delighted to have Brittany move in. Things were finally looking up.

Her roommate Angie was easy to get along with and the two became instant friends. Angie moved to Los Angeles three years ago and was still waiting on her big break as well. While waiting to be discovered, Angie took a very unusual job in her Aunt's company. Her Aunt Lois owned and operated an Internet company called Battling Beauties. She produced and sold mixed wrestling tapes over the Internet. Angie trained for a few months while she stayed with her Aunt, then moved out on her own after beginning work. The day Brittany moved in she began badgering her to try out for a job with her Aunt. She was sure the woman would take her on.

"I'm telling you Brittany. With your looks and build you could sell a lot of tapes for my Aunt Lois's company. And you'll make a lot of money doing it too. All the matches are more or lees scripted to let the females win. So you won't get hurt unless it's a freak accident. Just talk to her and listen to what she has to say. You won't be sorry I guarantee it." Brittany finally gave in and talked to Lois. The woman quickly went to work to add Brittany to her group of female wrestlers. Her 5 foot 7 inch 129 pound body was perfectly suited for the job. And she agreed with Angie. Her black haired blue eyed natural beauty was going to sell a lot of mixed wrestling tapes. When the woman assured Brittany there was no nudity or anything sexual involved she signed on.

Brittany didn't have any trouble with the training she had to go through. In fact, she completed it in half the time it took the other girls. That was due to her three older brothers, Rick, Rob and Rory. The three boys were very hyper active and mean as hell when they were younger. If they were near each other they attacked and began a wrestling match. They were respectively two, three and four years older then Brittany and started to pick on her as soon as she could walk. It was easier to fine tune and refine their wrestling holds on their younger sister before using it on one of their brothers. And she was such an easy mark.

They repeatedly put Brittany in wrestling holds they dreamed up and hurt her until she cried. They tortured the poor girl for years until she turned the tables on them. All the time Brittany spent tied up in her brothers wrestling holds she was studying the holds and learning. When she was ten she had learned enough to escape the holds and get away. Even from her oldest brother Rory. By the time she turned thirteen her brothers learned it was not a good idea to mess with her. Fifteen year old Rick was her first victim. He jumped on Brittany like he had done for years and quickly found himself wrapped up in a full nelson and body scissors. The painful holds had him crying and begging in no time.

Sixteen year old Rob and seventeen year old Rory found out about it and teased the humiliated Rick for days. Thinking he would fare better then his brother, Rob attacked Brittany. He was soon humiliated and crying like a baby too. She damn near broke his arm with her hammerlock and nearly choked him unconscious with her other arm wrapped around his throat. Rory was having a ball laughing at his two brothers. He kept calling them wimps and sissy's because they couldn't beat up a girl. They told him if he thought he was so tough, then he should wrestle Brittany and see what he could do against her.

Rory wasn't the type to turn down a dare. The first time their parents were gone so he wouldn't get caught and punished he challenged Brittany to a wrestling match. Brittany quickly got him in a head lock and flipped him over her hip. While the boy was lying there stunned from landing so hard, Brittany jerked him up to a sitting position and put him in a sleeper hold. She released the barely conscious boy before he passed out and easily pinned his arms to the floor with her knees. While he lie under her crying and humiliated like his brothers, Brittany tweaked his nose, ruffled his hair and playfully slapped his tear stained face. The three boys never bothered her again. They're 24, 25 and 26 now and are still deathly afraid of their 22 year old sister.

So Brittany was very knowledgeable with wrestling holds and very adept at using them to keep a larger opponent from escaping. After she finished her training and learned the subtle signals to let her male opponent know what she was about to do, Lois set her up with some matches. Once the regular customers got a look at the beautiful black haired blue eyed wrestler her tapes began selling like hot cakes. Word quickly spread to customers of similar sites and they flocked to the site to buy her tapes too. She became the top selling mixed wrestling female in just six months. The wrestling was enjoyable and it paid quite a bit more then the convenient store. She quit that job after giving them two weeks notice.

Even though the matches were more or less scripted, Brittany gained a reputation as one of the best female wrestlers on the Internet. There was no animosity or jealousy among her female co workers so she made quite a few friends working there. And the male wrestlers who were paid decent money to lose to the beautiful women liked working with her as well. She followed the script and her signals were clear. So they knew what was coming and didn't accidentally get hurt. So all and all, Brittany was satisfied with what was happening in her life. She liked what she was doing and was making good money while she waited to be discovered.

Then the video company hired Rock. He was cocky, conceited, arrogant and full of himself. Rock had appeared in one thirty second beer commercial and thought he was toast of the town. His 5 foot 11 inch 197 pound frame was very solid and muscular. He had movie star looks and thought he was just perfect for every movie roll that came along. According to Rock, the Talent Agency's, Directors and Producers didn't know what the hell they were doing. So his big break had eluded him. But they would soon realise their mistake. Then he would be on his way to the top. And once he was there, he was staying permanently.

Meanwhile he had to take menial jobs like this one. It really pained Rock to have to suffer through the indignity of losing a wrestling match to a female. "Why don't they let the man win sometimes?" He would say. "That would be more realistic. Hell, I could whip these broads with one arm tied behind my back." To try and explain to him that their customers bought the tapes because they wanted to see the female win was a waste of your breath. "Then they must be pussy's or perverts." He would reply. "A real man wouldn't want to see a female beat a man at anything. If they weren't paying me decent money to fake losing to these broads I'd show them what a real man could do."

Needless to say, Rock didn't have any friends in the group. The females were sick and tired of hearing how great and good looking he was and the male wrestlers couldn't stand him because he thought he was far above them. But his solid muscular frame was popular with their customers. They enjoyed watching a female out wrestle a guy that was so much bigger and stronger then they were. So Lois refused to fire the conceited bastard. It upset most of the girls because they hated working with him. But they didn't have a voice in the decision. So they had to put up with his conceited attitude and big mouth.

Brittany hadn't wrestled him yet so she didn't have an opinion about him one way or another. She heard him running his loud mouth, boasting about what he could do if they only gave him the chance, but she didn't let that bother her. Being raised with three older brothers she was used to that kind of talk. He was just one of those males that thought he was God's gift to the world. As long as he did his job, then Brittany didn't care what he said or thought. She liked Lois a great deal and wanted to see her succeed in this business. So as far as she was concerned, if Rock didn't do anything to hamper or stop the sale of tapes then he could do or say what ever he pleased.

Angie was slated to wrestle Rock in a three set series of tapes. Her Aunt came up with the idea and thought it would be a good seller. Angie was to play a College cheerleader who was dating the star athlete of the school. But after a few dates she realised how conceited and self centered the guy was. When he tried to put his hand down her panties she wrestled the jock to the ground and taught him a lesson. The second tape of the series had the humiliated athlete challenging her again. He thought it was a fluke she won the first time and wanted redemption. But he badly lost to her a second time. Then the final tape had him telling everyone at school she was nothing but a slut. The pretty cheerleader corners him and shows the by standers just how much of a pussy he really was.

Lois was absolutely convinced the three tapes would be great sellers. Especially with Rock playing the conceited jock and sweet blond haired Angie as the strong, sexy cheerleader. Angie was one of her most popular females and Rock was perfect for the part. Angie was not happy. That Sunday in their apartment she was telling Brittany how unhappy she was about it. "It's bad enough when you have to listen to the asshole run his big mouth while doing one tape. He'll be completely insufferable through three. He's the one and only guy I've met in this business that I wish I could hurt for real. I just can't stand him." "I know Angie. But Lois is totally excited about these three tapes, and you wouldn't want to disappoint her would you?" Brittany asked.

"No." Angie replied. "And I can certainly use the money. I just wish it was one of the other guys I was wrestling. Most of them are really sweet." She said pouting. "Lois picked Rock because he fits the character perfectly." Brittany informed her. "Just do your best to ignore him Angie and make your Aunt happy." Angie gave her a sad look. "OK. I'll do my best. But I sure as hell am not going to like it." Brittany grinned at her friend. "That's the spirit girl. It will be over before you know it so hang in there." "Thanks Brittany. I always feel better after talking to you. You let me get things off my chest and try to come up with encouraging words to help me get through it. You're the greatest Brit."

So Angie went to the studio on Monday in a little better mood. She got dressed in her purple and white cheerleader outfit and was standing there waiting on the prop men to finish setting up the stage. She was talking to a couple of the other girls who were slated to wrestle later that day and was telling them her gripes about having to put up with Rock for three tapes. Unfortunately for her, Rock heard her complaining. He made up his mind to alter the script a little and teach this bitch a lesson. It irked him anyway to have to lose to her. At 5 foot 3 inches and 101 pounds, Angie was the smallest female wrestler they had. He could take her easy if this was real.

The two walked on stage when it was set up and began going through the dialog in the script. When Rock went to put his hand down her panties Angie was supposed to get him in a headlock and wrestle him to the ground. But Rock had different plans. He picked her up and dropped Angie on the floor. The move was completely unexpected so Angie wasn't prepared for it. She landed wrong and broke her arm. The shoot had to be shut down while they rushed her to the hospital. Lois chastised the young man but he acted like he misread the scrip and Angie's signal. She couldn't prove differently so she had to let it go.

A little later Brittany walked into the studio for her match slated for that evening. When some of the other girls explained to her what happened she was thoroughly upset. Especially when the girls told her it looked like Rock did it on purpose. Brittany stormed into Lois's office and demanded she allow her to take Angie's place. With Angie out of commission Lois agreed. She still wanted to shoot the three tape series and Brittany was a very suitable replacement for Angie. The customers loved Brittany. Even though she was a little larger then Angie, Lois still thought the tapes would sell really well. So she set it up for Tuesday morning.

Brittany went to the hospital and visited Angie. She confirmed that Rock did it on purpose. "My signal was very clear Brit. But for some reason he strayed from the script and I was totally unaware of what he was going to do. I simply wasn't prepared and panicked when he had me in the air." She told Brittany. "Don't fret about it Angie. Lois let me take your place in the tape series. I'll make sure the bastard pays for what he did to you." Brittany informed her. "Watch yourself Brit. He may be an asshole but he's a strong asshole with a chip on his shoulder. Don't get yourself hurt on account of me." She pleaded . "I'll be fine Angie. You just heal up and leave the sneaky asshole to me. I'll deal with him." She said.

Tuesday morning Brittany and Rock were ready to shoot the first tape. Rock hadn't wrestled her yet and was delighted to have her take Angie's place. She sure did look fine in that purple and white cheerleader outfit. He thought to himself. I would love to get my hand down her panties for real. And then fill her up with my meat after I get those panties off of her. I bet the bitch would enjoy being fucked by a real man. She looks like a screamer too. I like it when they scream. The bitch would probably fall in love with me though. Then I would have to dump her and break her heart. But it might be worth it to get that fine body of hers in the sack for one good tussle. At least I'll get to grope her while were wrestling. She'll probably like that too.

Brittany couldn't wait to get this bastard in the floor and cause him pain. She saw the lecherous look on his face while he was eyeing her body. Let's see how bad he wants me after I put him in his place. She said to herself. Little man, your about to be taught a lesson you'll never forget. And I'm going to have a world of fun teaching it to you. Lois asked if they were both ready and they nodded yes. As they walked on stage, Rock asked if she would like to go for a drink afterwards. "I'm not sure you'll be healthy enough to walk off this stage by yourself, let alone go anywhere." She said smiling. He took it as a joke. "Ha ha. That's funny Brittany. We'll talk after we finish up here." He said as he winked at her.

They sat on the sofa and went through the opening dialog. Then Brittany followed the script and leaped up. "I said I didn't want to have sex with you Rock. Now please leave my house." "Come on babe." He said from the script. "Your folks aren't home and you know you want it. So quit playing hard to get and come here." He grabbed her and went to put his hand down her panties. Brittany threw her arm around his head and put him in a head lock. But instead of wrestling him to the ground, she turned her hip into him and flipped him to the floor. "SLAM!" Rock climbed to his feet with a questionable look on his surprised face. Maybe I read her signal wrong. He told himself. Oh well. I'm alright so just forget it.

When he reached for Brittany she grabbed his hair with her right hand and pulled his head down. Then she took hold of his right shoulder with her left and flipped him to the floor again. "SLAM!" As he was about to climb to his feet she kicked him in the stomach. "WHAM!" He collapsed back to the floor and Brittany jumped on his back. "You should have left when I told you to Rock". Brittany pulled his arms over her upraised knees and put him in a camel clutch. "Now I'm going to teach you a lesson before I throw you out. When a girl says no she means no asshole. You'll learn that by the time I'm through with you." She pulled back on his chin and listened to him scream. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Awwww, does that hurt? I thought you were a tough jock. But you sound like a little girl when you scream." She pulled back on his chin again and laughed at his painful scream. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She released his chin and grabbed his hair. Then she pushed his face down to the floor and rubbed it back and forth on the carpet. "Eat some carpet asshole? Fill your big mouth with it so I don't have to listen to you." She couldn't understand his mumbled response because his mouth was full of carpet fibers. Brittany dropped his left arm off of her knee and grabbed his right wrist. Then she fell off to his left while bringing his arm with her. When she was through she was sitting to his left and Rock was flat on his back.

She braced her right foot on his side just under his arm pit and her left foot against the right side of his head. Then she leaned back and stretched his arm out while twisting it. Rock screamed again from the pain. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "For a tough jock you sure do an awful lot of high pitched screaming wimp. Maybe you're not as tough as you think you are." She jerked on his arm again and was awarded with another pain filled scream. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Brittany laughed and turned him loose. Rock scrambled to his feet before she could attack him again.

Something was wrong. Rock said to himself. She's not giving me any signals at all. And her holds aren't fake. They really hurt. Well that's fine with me. If she wants to play rough then I'll show her she picked the wrong man to fuck with. Rock leaped at her and threw a right cross. But Brittany ducked under it and drove her shoulder into him, knocking him off balance. Then she lifted him up on her shoulder and spun him around a few times before dumping him in the floor. "SLAM!" Rock was stunned and defenseless against her. She took advantage and stomped him in the back. "STOMP!"

He grunted and flopped over, leaving his stomach exposed. "STOMP!" Rock grunted again and flipped back over. Brittany straddled his back and wrapped her arms around his. Then she rolled him over so she would be underneath him. She wrapped her strong legs around his waist and locked her ankles in his lap. A burst of power from her gorgeous legs and another loud scream escaped his lips. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Brittany pulled his arms straight back behind his head and wrapped her left arm around them. Then she pulled them down to her left shoulder and trapped them there.

While she pulverized his ribs in her scissors she humiliated the man by tweaking his nose, pinching his cheek and covering his mouth in a smother hold. When she tired of the game she rolled him off of her. Then she helped him to his feet and took hold of his jaw. Shoving him back, she slammed him into the wall. "SLAM!" Then she drove her knee into his stomach three times.."WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!" He grunted in pain and bent over. She grabbed his hair with one hand and the back of his head with the other and flipped him to the floor. "SLAM!" Rock was dazed and out of it. He lie there helpless against her next attack. Brittany didn't disappoint him.

She stood above his head and bent his arms so his hands were right next to his ears. Then she knelt over his arms pinning them to the floor and sat her white pantie butt right in his face. When Rock brought up his legs to try and kick her off she grabbed them and trapped both legs next to her side with her left arm. With his butt sticking up in the air she decided to humiliate him some more by giving him a spanking. Her right arm went to work like an unstoppable machine. The poor man was whimpering beneath her like a little boy being punished. "WHACK..WHACK..WHACK..WHACK!" Brittany laughed at him. "You've been a bad little boy Rock. Trying to get into my panties after I told you no. So a good spanking is what you deserve."

Brittany finally stopped spanking him and released his legs. She stood up and laughed as she looked down at his blood red face. Rock was flopping around on the floor, doing his best to suck air into his deprived lungs. Brittany took hold of his right arm and dragged him to his feet. Still holding his right arm with her left hand, she spread her right hand over his face and shoved him back against the wall again. "SLAM!" Then she drove her knee into his stomach once more. "WHAM!" And Rock dropped to the floor like dead weight. While he was fighting to catch his breath, she grabbed both arms and put him in a surf board hold. He found his breath long enough to waste it screaming. "AAARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Are you learning anything pansy ass? If a girl tells you no she means no you little sissy. You dumb ass jocks think you can get by with anything. But you messed with the wrong girl this time wimp." Another pull on his arms brought another scream. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "I really like hearing that sound little boy. You do it so well." "Fuck you bitch. You'll pay for this when I get up." The pissed off man told her. "Is that so. Well why don't we just see what you can do little man. Because so far I've made you look like a fool. So get up and show me what you've got wimp."

She released his arms and stood back. Rock jumped to his feet and looked at her with murder in his eyes. "You just fucked up bitch. Your lucky streak has run out. Now you're going to see what a real man is made of. He advanced on her with his fists doubled up. When he was in range he cut loose with a hard right cross. Brittany ducked under it and punched him in the jaw with her left when she popped up. "SMACK!" Pissed off for missing, Rock fired a mighty left roundhouse. She dodged that one too and let him have it in the mouth with her own right cross. "SMACK!" Rock went out of his mind and started chucking punches as fast as he could throw them.

Brittany danced around the first half dozen before she blocked his next right with her left arm. Then she took him to school. "SMACK..SMACK..SMACK!" Three hard ones had him off balance. "THUD..SMACK!" Her right to his mid section bent him over for her left to his temple. He dropped to the floor on his face. While he was groggy from her punches, Brittany laid down and lifted his head by his hair. Then she coiled her strong legs around his neck. When she had the neck scissors secure she poured on the power. Rock beat on her legs and screamed. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"That's funny. A real mans scream sounds just like the one the little sissy was using. Don't you think so REAL MAN?" She asked smiling. "Fuck you Brittany. This ain't over yet. Sooner or later you'll be mine. Then that fucking mouth of yours will be singing a different tune." He snarled. "Well pardon me if I don't hold my breath waiting on you to show me how tough you are wimp." She replied as she gave him another jolt of power. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Music to my ears Rock, music to my ears." She let him go and quickly got to her feet. "OK little man, I'll give you another chance to prove how tough you are."

Rock bolted out of a crouch and tried to tackle her. But Brittany was much quicker then he anticipated. She stepped to her left then leaped forward with her right arm extended out. The result was a clothes line on the unsuspecting Rock. "SLAM!" He hit the floor hard and lie there stunned. Brittany calmly pulled him up to a sitting position and sat down behind him. Her strong legs went back around his waist while her right arm was wrapped around his throat in a choke hold. Rock tried to scream from the pain in his ribs but it was muffled by her choke hold. Brittany held him there for a few minutes until he nearly passed out. She released him and got to her feet while Rock lie there coughing his head off. "What's the matter pussy?" She asked smiling. "Can't you breathe?"

Rock lie there coughing and rubbing his sore neck. Brittany knelt down beside him and drilled him in the stomach with a solid right. "THUD!" When his head flew up, she nailed him with a back fist on the nose. "SMACK!" He dropped his head back down so she gave him another one in the stomach. "THUD!" Then another back fist in the mouth. "SMACK!" She repeated the sequence a third time. "THUD!" "SMACK!" Rock slumped back to the floor barely conscious. Brittany straddled his prone body and easily pinned his arms to the floor with her knees. "You don't look so good REAL MAN. I'll bet you don't feel so tough now either. Do you little man?" Rock couldn't speak. His breath hadn't returned to him yet.

Brittany climbed off of him and helped him up. Then s he placed her hand on the back of his head and shoved him against the wall face first. "SLAM!" Rock collapsed to his back like a wet sack. Brittany walked around him nudging him with her bare foot. "Come on tough guy get your ass up." Rock tried to slap away her foot but he was much to dazed and slow. "I said get up tough guy. You wanted a chance to kick my ass so get up and do it." Rock was finally able to roll over and get to his hands and knees. But it done him little good. "WHAP!" Her right foot exploded in his face and sent he spinning back to the floor on his stomach.

Brittany sat on his back and picked up his legs. She stuffed a foot behind each shoulder and put him in a Boston crab. "Lets see how you like this hold tough guy. I'll bet you my last dollar I'll hear that frightened little girl scream of yours." She cranked on his legs and smiled as she listened to him scream. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" "I win tough guy. You owe me a dollar." She said laughing. "Do you want to go double or nothing pussy?" "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" He screamed again and began to cry. "DAMN!" "I should have bet you would start crying too little man. I would have won that bet and made a pile of money. Oh well, live and learn." She said laughing.

She dropped his legs and turned around. Brittany grabbed his hair and pulled him up to his hands and knees. She sat down on his back and reached down for his arms. She pulled them up and straight back while resting them on her shoulders. His head automatically dropped to the floor. She wrapped her arms around his to keep them in place and leaned forward. The strain on his arms made him whimper and his tears flowed much faster. "I don't think I would try to force myself on any other girls if I were you wimp. You're to much of a pussy to pull it off. So the next time a girl tells you no you better accept it. Because you're not man enough to make her." She stood up and let his useless arms flop to the floor.

Brittany reached down and jerked his sobbing head up by the hair. She turned her back and pulled him along with her on his hands and knees. "Come on wimp. Show me how obedient you are as a little puppy. Walk with me and keep your mouth shut. Because if you open it I'm going to put you in so many painful holds you'll be crying like a baby all night." "NOW HEEL!" Rock followed along behind her on his hands and knees like a docile little puppy. His entire body was in to much pain to try and resist her powerful feminine strength. His will to continue fighting had been snapped by the beautiful Brittany. He crawled behind her and sobbed like an unruly child that had just been punished. Staring at her gorgeous leg and soft feminine heel through his tear filled eyes, drove the dagger he felt in his heart much deeper. He had just been beaten and was being humiliated by a female.

Brittany dragged him around the room several times while speaking to him like he was her puppy. "Good boy. I'm proud of you for being so obedient. It looks like my doggy training is finally paying off. Now if I can just get you to do your business outside instead of in here on the floor I'll have myself a sweet little puppy." Rock began to cry much harder from the shame he felt. "Awwww, don't cry little Rocky. You'll soon be the best puppy I've ever had. Now lets take you outside so you can go potty." She led the crawling, humiliated man to the door with a beautiful smile on her face. After op ening the door and leading him out on the porch, she grabbed his shirt with both hands and hauled him to his feet.

Brittany looked into his frightened eyes and saw the fear there. His muscular body was trembling all over while she held him in front of her and smiled. "If you remember that a girl means no when she says no, then you won't get beaten and humiliated like this again. As easy as it was for me to handle you, I would say every girl over the age of ten could whip your ass if you gave them a reason to. So mind your manners little Rocky before another girl makes you cry and turns you into her bitch. Now it's time for you to say good bye. Brittany drew back her right fist and Rock began to piss his pants. "SMMMACK!" He sailed off of the porch and landed in the yard out cold. "Good night little puppy." Brittany said as she smiled and closed the door.

As the camera man filmed her gorgeous body walking away, Lois and the rest of the crew went to help the sleeping Rock. When they faded to black, Brittany saw Lois walking toward her. "I know Lois I got carried away. But that bastard had it coming after what he did to Angie. I'm sorry I ruined your tape, but I couldn't stop myself." Brittany said in an apology. "What ruined tape Brittany? That's the best mixed wrestling tape we've ever made. I'll bet it sells even better then I had expected when I dreamed up this three tape series. Although I'm not sure Rock will want to do the other two. You really made a fool out of him." "You're not mad?" Brittany asked astoundingly. "Hell no girl. That was amazing." The woman told her emphatically. Then she hugged her.

Lois was absolutely correct. They sold one thousand copies the first week and the orders were still pouring in. It was the most realistic mixed wrestling tape their customers had ever watched. That's what hundreds of them posted on the message board. We can't wait for tape two. And fortunately for them, Rock couldn't either. He wanted that fucking bitch Brittany in the worse way. "She won't surprise me this time God damn it. If she wants to play for real then I'm all for it. Lets see the bitch beat me when I know we are fighting for real instead of faking it. She's going to be very sorry she fucked with me. Because the next time I'm going to damn near kill her. I'll show her what a real man can do."

So tape two was slated to be made the first of next month. That gave Rock three weeks to heal up from the beating Brittany put on him. She was congratulated by everyone in the studio for putting Rock in his place. When Lois and Brittany visited Angie in the hospital and told her what happened, she was as happy as everyone else. "Way to go Brittany. And to think, I was worried about you getting hurt. I'll bet Rock is one pissed off guy. You better watch your back Brittany. He's the type that would attack you when you aren't looking." She warned. "I'll keep my eyes on him. You just get better so you can come home. It's lonely in that apartment without you." Brittany told her. "Hell, with the great news you just gave me, I'll heal up in no time." She replied laughing. The two girls hugged each other.

Lois stood back and smiled. She knew the first time she laid eyes on Brittany she was going to make her company a lot of mo ney. Her natural beauty and the way she carried herself showed a young woman with a lot of confidence and pride in who she was. This three tape series she dreamed up was going to be the biggest seller of all time. That is if Rock stayed in one piece. She really worked him over. Lois thought to herself. Hopefully Rock could take two more beatings. Lois smiled when she caught herself praying that he could. She should feel ashamed of herself for thinking that way. But she didn't. After all, business was business. And business comes first if you want to get ahead in life. She sort of felt sorry for Rock. But not enough to cancel the last two tapes. Hell, she wasn't crazy. She laughed and walked out.