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Alexandra Paul slumped down on the ground a few meters away from Gena Lee Nolin. She closed her eyes for a second trying to recover from the ordeal. The spectators formed a ring around the two women; not sure if the fight was over or if Gena would continue despite surrendering.

"Without- without the pool?the water?" Gena said gasping for air.

Alexandra opened her eyes but said nothing ? she knew that hadn't she pulled Gena into the pool she might not have won. It didn't matter how she had made Gena submit; what mattered was that Gena had submitted. She smiled contently looking at Gena. The blond beauty was sprawled on her back, her wet t-shirt clinging to her firm breasts and muscular chest. Gena's chest moved up and down as she drew deep breaths?up and down?it was?very?hypnotic and Alexandra's eyes were transfixed on Gena's breasts?.going up and down.

Suddenly excited screams broke the spell and Alexandra was able to tear her eyes off Gena's chest. Many of the women standing around Alexandra and Gena were cheering, some even jumping up and down while screaming. There were some who looked rather upset though. Alexandra didn't understand what was going on until the throng split up and allowed Alexandra's partner to enter the 'ring'. Pamela Anderson appeared behind Gena, carrying the unconscious Carmen Electra in her strong arms. "Shit!" Gena groaned, "We lost?!" Her voice was filled with worry and disbelief. Pam looked wasted but her look brightened when she understood the implications of Gena's question ? Alexandra had been victorious.

"Did you really think otherwise?" Pam said and dropped Carmen next to Gena. Of course she didn't mention her own fears she had had when Carmen had knocked out Alexandra in less than a minute. Pam was visibly exhausted as she walked over to Alexandra. "Are you ok," she asked and offered her hand to the brunette. Alexandra nodded and let herself be pulled up. "We did it! You did it!" Pam said and put her hands on the lanky brunette's hips. She wanted to pick up Alexandra and dance around the garden with the girl in her arms but she felt like she could barely stand.

Alexandra put her arms on Pam's shoulders; her fingers caressing the steel hard muscles on her back and shoulders. She was looking intently at Pam. Their eyes met for a second before Pam pulled them together for an embrace. A soft moan escaped Alexandra's lips and she closed her eyes as she felt Pam's strong arms around her waist and her powerful body against hers.

But Alexandra's mind was not in the hug, she was thinking about something else. Or she was trying to; Pam's firm embrace was making it hard to think straight. She was trying to figure out whether or not she should proceed with the plan she had made a few days earlier?Should she challenge Pamela?

Her mind was a jumble of memories, facts and fantasies?desires, all mixed together. The facts were that during the two weeks they had trained together, the tall brunette had learned ? the hard way ? that Pam was an experienced fighter ? something that could not be said about Alexandra. Not only that, Pam was also considerably stronger than Alexandra, a fact the brunette still had a hard time to swallow. But it was true, Pam dominated both physically and mentally; consequently Alexandra had been the underdog the whole two weeks. Still, Alexandra had one advantage, her incredible stamina. It hadn't helped her during their training as no match had lasted long enough for her to take advantage of it, even if she had tried to prolong the fights. But now, the situation might be different. "I can feel her heart beating and she's still breathing hard! She must be completely drained." The thought made Alexandra feel hopeful but just then Pam squeezed her small butt with her hands hard enough to make Alexandra wince; it was like Pam had read her mind and was trying to give her a hint not to do something she would later regret. For almost a minute they just hugged each other in silence in front of the other women.

"I'm so proud of you," Pam said finally. She was able to look straight into Alexandra's eyes despite their 3 inch height difference thanks to her 4 inch heels. She loved the feeling; it had always bothered her that Alexandra was taller than her. Now she had removed even that small psychological advantage.

"I must admit that I was worried when Carmen joined Gena and they both attacked me ? I was certain that you were out of the game? but I'm glad I was wrong!" she said squeezing affectionately Alexandra's small, jeans-clad butt. She then looked around with a wide grin on her face before kissing Alexandra on the lips. Alexandra responded eagerly, almost feverishly, to the kiss as the onlookers oohed and aahed.

"Well, it's finally over!" Pam said breaking the kiss.

"No," Alexandra said her voice quivering slightly. "No, it's not over yet?" She took a step back, her eyes scanning the confused blond woman.

"Huh? What do you mean?" the blond woman looked around, "I don't think any of these ladies are going to challenge us. They wouldn't dare!" she added with a grin.

Alexandra didn't reply as her eyes roamed Pamela's body. Every detail brought memories?The defined stomach muscles she could see under the tight t-shirt made her remember how she loved to caress?and to kiss them.

The beautifully defined muscles on Pam's arms, muscles that had so many times overpowered her, returned her to the first day when she had insisted on measuring Pam's biceps?and discovered to her horror that the blonde's flexed arms were bigger than her own.

The lips that she had kissed so many times?or rather that had kissed her made her realize that even when kissing Pam always exerted her dominance over her.

And those powerful thigh muscles, that even her jeans could not conceal, brought to mind all those times she had been between them, uselessly trying to pry them apart. Alexandra was losing her resolve. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Pam asked.

"She's so big?" Alexandra thought, and it wasn't just Pam's beefiness it was also her height?even if she knew that Pam's height was 'artificial' it worked on an unconscious level. "No! She has just cowed me psychologically, she's good at that! She looks tired ? she is tired; she must be running on fumes right now! If I'm ever going to defeat Pam it is now!"

Alexandra bit her lower lip nervously, "I..." she began but couldn't continue. She looked around and found her twin-sister Caroline who nodded reassuringly. Regaining her confidence Alexandra continued, "I have had enough of this?enough of you and your continuous veiled attempts to belittle me! Well, you're not my 'mistress' anymore! I've had enough!" she screamed. "You think you're so tough, so perfect? Well, you're not and it's time to show that you're not the top dog!" She finished her tirade by executing a near perfect front kick into Pam's abdomen, sending the surprised blond sprawling over Carmen and Gena. Alexandra had secretly received some pointers in how to utilize her long, strong legs better to her advantage.

Alexandra had worried about how the women would react to her treachery but the jubilant roars dispelled her fears. She took a fighting stance and waited for Pam to get up; even if it had improved her chances she wasn't going to kick her new opponent while down on the ground. And since there was no way in hell that she was getting too close to Pam she had to wait. It took surprisingly long for Pam to get up and when she did she kept holding her midsection.

"You are so going to regret this!" Pamela growled. "I'll-ungh!" Her threats were cut short as Alexandra's boot connected with her thigh. Pam tried to retaliate but Alexandra was already out of reach. "You've learned new skills?"

"But will they be enough?" Tsianina asked.

[To be continued?it's almost over, I promise]