Sara vs. Becky, - Boxing Match
Weekend Recap Sat December 13 2014.

Well?
I won.
After a long, long fight?
While she never KO'd me, she did get me on a TKO while I was standing, which in truth was BS. The Referee was kind of one sided, as far as his viewpoint was concerned, he was on her side. Her name was Becky Glasscock. Odd name, but her middle name is Lin. I am not sure how to take the last name part of it but if you wanted to be sexual about it you could say they were dildo blowers. - I mean you can blow glass into many different things, glasses and bottles and other things, so why not glass dildos?

We fought at the MGM Grand in Las Vegas again; Monique and I got in on the Amtrak on Friday night about 7:20 pm and the first thing they wanted me to do was to do my pee test and my blood test and what not, needless to say I came back clean. To tell the truth, I keep thinking someone is going to try to do their bullshit again and drug me or dope my tests; I remember when I didn't have to be on my guard, I can thank the fucking Russians for that shit, and a bunch of Asian groups.

Becky was clean, - to start with, - and we both did match previews or interviews. Sitting at the table, I waited while she told all the clients she was the hardest puncher in the world and she was levelling the playing field with me by keeping me from using my grappling holds and my kicks and stuff. She felt very confident that she would finally defeat the terrible and Infamous Sara White Doe, the only thing I would walk away with was a set of broken tits and a beat up pussy before she KO'd me.

The interviewer started to ?stoke the fire? and goad me into trying to get pissed off and look like the bad guy in all of this, and Becky's replies were so insulting they were just short of out right calling me a cheat and a liar and druggie in front of everyone. Then near the end of the interview when they asked me LOADED questions, - as in the type of questions where no matter how you answer them they are still wrong, - or it opens the door for more insults and character assassination, which was all structured on her side as far as questions go; nothing like being blind sided at the interview by people who are only for one person, - that?s what the interview was like.

I did not speak because all the answers were geared against me, and when I did, they cut me short, - mid sentence! They gave her 33 minutes of Q&A and let her voice her opinions and wrote them down as fact. When asked what I thought about her beating me to a bloody pulp in the ring, I will admit I stole a line from Dirty Harry, ?Opinions are like assholes, every one has one and they all stink.? For someone who had rigged the interview to be a constant dig at me, Becky became very mad.

I am not one in the way of poker, but I think I can fake my ?I don?t give a shit just let me head to my room? expression pretty good. Then they asked me if I cared to elaborate more about what I felt about Becky, I said, ?Both former Mrs Cole?s did the same shit before their fights,? I then got up and headed for my room.

They wanted to know who she was, or who they were, I said, ?Irene Cole,? and then, ?Excuse me,? then I went to my room and crashed in a giant Bed. Monique said, ?So what are you doing?? I said, ?Sleeping, and I will get breakfast in the morning.? I said, ?If you?re into Gambling, this IS Las Vegas!? She stayed in the room and watched some movies.

I woke up at 8 am to flowers being brought to my room, as in 5 or 6 of the clients bought flowers for me with cards that said, ?You deserved a better interview,? and, ?You'll win,? as well as ?Feel better, they were assholes? and, ?You?re Great, I love you.? and another one, ?You?re so awesome.? The last one was wrapped in a string Bikini, French style, low, low, low, cut and barely there as in if I put it on my clit and my lips would swallow it, the card said, ?Guess who??

Anyway, I ate a small breakfast and walked down to the pool and Blondie was there flexing her muscles and cupping her tits and pulling her suit out of the way so they could catch her good side, as she called it.

Ok, so I left the pool and went to the coffee shop and kicked back up until it was time for the fight. Frank found me and explained the rules for this fight too, Becky wanted to box with MMA gloves, I said, ?You can't box with those; you can box with Kick Boxing style of gloves but not MMA,? he said, ok and called and said no, then they fired back at him, ?How about Street fighter gloves?? I said, ?Then what is the point of the gloves?? I said, ?If they want brass tacks we can use Brass Knuckles, - if we do, I want more money for fighting a death match.?

Frank told them what I said, they settled on the type of glove which protect the hand and knuckles too much for a fair fight, and has raised knuckles, but this was what she wanted to use, that was when I told them we could use brass knuckles; what?s funny is they thought about it before they said no. I?d kill her with Brass Knuckles, it would have been the shortest fight on the books, - if I decided to VENT my anger from the interview she would be dead.

So after that got relayed to them they decided that the best type of glove for fighting me would be a Kick Boxer style of glove; still not really appropriate for what is essentially a bare knuckle fight, and yes, she started to cheat with the gloves; she had lead sand filled in the fight pad, I caught it just as she was putting them on after we did our nude weigh in (I weighed 195 lbs, I don't feel it, but I guess my muscle is more dense because I still fit loose in all my clothes, Becky is a 5' 8" 185 lbs former body builder, Blond with big muscles and the latest in Breast enhancement.)

I threatened that if I had one more Question about the gloves or if there was so much as a thought of her cheating with the gloves we would not wear gloves and for her this would be a very short fight, she gave me the deer in the head lights stare and I seen her switch gloves yet again, I told her to take the gloves off, ?I want to see the GOD DAM GLOVES!? They walked them over to me in front of the judges and I looked them over, they were clean, Monique grabbed her second set that looked the same and brought them in front of the judges, there was about a pound difference between the 6oz gloves and the ones filled with lead sand, I said, ?OK, you asked for it??

Becky said, ?No, no, I will fight fair,? I showed her the weighed gloves and said, ?REALLY? ? The story reads different.? Holding up her second set of gloves I said, ?I will tell you what. I will use your second set of gloves and you can use your first set of gloves and see who punches harder.? I started to put her gloves on, all her interviewers were gone or unavailable to see her answer the question, I said, ?Well?? She didn't have an answer for me, I said, ?Fine, bare knuckles it is, you can use what you want I will use killing blows on you instead of boxing,?

She screamed, ?WAIT, OK, ok, ok?you win, we will use Boxing gloves,? even so?they were the tiny boxing gloves that are almost no padding, - not sure what ounces they are, but they were light, there wasn't much difference between them and the Kick Boxer style gloves.

[h=They covered the rules again, which seemed to be on going, ?No covering or guarding, you take the hit, Boxing only, but you are allowed to punch the crotch and it?s 3 KO's or whoever submits or whoever cannot go on. The boxing is a tits and Pussy boxing match to the finish, as in KO or Submit, if it?s a KO you have to have 3, as in you?re KO'd and they count you out, then when you?re revived, you restart the fight.]1[/h][h=There will also be spread stances, as in we have to stand with our legs or our fronts facing our opponent.? I took a few shots that I was not allowed to block, my pattern of attack was to just stay on the offensive till she was KO'd or gave up.]1[/h]
?There was to be no kicks, no holds, no special moves, just a shed load of thrown punches and since in this fight I did not or was not allowed to guard, everything hit her. We had a different referee to my usual one in the AECT matches, this one was dressed in normal clothes for a referee, black and white stripes, and right from the beginning I could tell something was up.

I was fully recovered from my previous matches, well?when lots of men and women bet money on you to fight other women and win they want to know that I am able to fight and fight healthy, not to mention 90% of them want to bed me in some way, including the ref, and she still tried to cheat with weighted gloves, no kidding, she tried to cheat between rounds; after my first KO on her she switched gloves again, I caught her so we went to taped fists.

It's difficult to write down a boxing match and make it interesting, but if we go through it blow by blow, as far as I can remember, it should work out. I didn't have the usual AECT Ref, the guy with the huge erection was not there to tell us the rules, they had a Las Vegas Ref to do the rounds, at one point there was a huge HUGE argument, he gave me a standing TKO, and I was fine, I warned him at that point that if he did it again I would put his ass in the hospital, so she got a point there!

We only did 7 rounds, she gave up at the Beginning of the 7th round, I hammered her to the point she was KO'd on the floor and 5 minutes later when she got up she said, ?No more.? Her people still wanted her to fight me!

OK, so?from the top?

ROUND 1

The Ref said, ?Fight,? and she danced around, I stayed on the balls of my feet and moved with her fast, she pivoted right, I followed her left in a circle, I was moving with her so much she kept jabbing at thin air, because I was not there to hit. Finally, she screamed at me to stop moving, I said, ?Why? You are moving, I don't have to be in the way of your hits, - either follow and hit me or we change the match rules Blondie.

I am fast, it?s funny, but people see me and how big I am and they assume I am slow, as in a big juggernaut type of slow, but I am not; shockingly, I am very quick for a big person, I am fast and my hands and fists are blurs when I strike at an opponent with IE and Kempo Karate, I take the hit and hit them 3 to 4 times back, which all through this fight I did; she would land a hit and I would jab her 3 times in the breasts, which was the style of match she wanted.

She circled and I moved, she punched, I was not there, she screamed that I was not fighting fair with her, and that I was guarding. What??????????????? Not being there is now considered guarding??? What fucking world are you from bitch? So the Ref gave me a standing count of 3 and a warning not to guard, I said I wasn't, she said it?s the same thing, ?NO, NO it?s NOT,? I argued, ?Not being in a place or MOVING is not Guarding!?

She started to move and circle with me, then she drilled me in the side with a kick, >> SMACK <<, everyone was watching, I asked if this was Kick boxing, she said no it is Boxing, I said, ?Ok, well, then don't kick bitch, otherwise you will be sorry,? she laughed at me, I moved to the right, she moved away, then as I changed directions with her jabs, she kicked again, so I returned her kick to the side.

When I connected, I sent her ass into the ropes and she fell down, I said, ?Stop kicking unless you want to do MMA, - if you do, you?re out of your depth as far as fighting me,? she turned her gloved hand with the fingers up ward, I am guessing she was trying to flip me the bird, the Ref never counted her as she was down, - no, he counted me! Gave me a standing 6 count while she held her side and got up; he warned me not to kick, if I did it again, he would disqualify me.

I called time and told him that if she kicks me again I would have the AECT judges run the play back and then I will be using another ref for the rest of the fight, - his choice! He walked away from me, less than a second later she was on me hitting me before he said go, his back turned and her glove slammed me in the face and here came her knee again in my side >> SMACK WHAM <<<.

I seen stars for a second or two and my side was red from her knee strike, I returned her hit in spades?I uppercut her in the chin between her 44 FFF cups then savagely hammered her 5 times in the tits, driving them back in her ribs before hitting her in the face with a full force straight line punch.

Her feet left the floor and she was laid out, spread eagle; I was like, ?if the was a Bitch fight I would field punt her right now and crack her pubic bone; the Ref turned back around and seen her on the floor with a busted lip and she was dazed holding her tits in her hands, he never once counted her as down, not once! I shouted at him as she just sat on the floor, ?Hey Ref,? and pointed at her, - he walked over and slowly counted 1 / 100000000000000000000000000000 and 2 / 100000000000000000000000000000000 and?

She got up and he helped her get up, I turned to the judges and asked what was this all about????????? - I will be dam if she did not sucker punch me in the side of the jaw, I was in the ropes facing the judges and she hits me in the side of my face and starts pounding on me over and over as my back is to her hitting me around my kidneys and spine.

I spun around and drilled her in the face hard WHAM <<<, she staggered back and fell on the floor out cold, but the Ref called time on the match at 5 minutes and rang the bell. I looked to the Judges and Glared at them with daggers, if I could have beat them bloody, I would have.

Anyway, I walked over to my side of the ring and Monique washed me off, I took a few drinks, she asked me what was going on and I told her the truth, I didn't know, but the Ref made no bones about whose side he was on, it was clear that he was on Becky's side, he was trying his damndest to swing things in her favor, not counting her out and calling for the bell, giving me standing counts but not her. If they wanted me pissed off they were very close to getting me there!

I looked at Becky, who had her coach and trainer fucking with the gloves on her wrists, the Ref was standing between the Judges and Becky's line of sight, so I looked closer at what they were doing, I seen the one glove come up and they put it back on her hand and then do the other thing to her left hand, at that point I was mad, I felt more than I knew, but I felt that they had just loaded her gloves with the Lead Sand again, to which I waited until they finish lacing her gloves up and letting her turn back to the ring, I called for a TIME with he JUDGES and called Becky over to the table; she wanted to go to the rest room I said, ?NO, - you come here now or you forfeit the match.?

She walked over and I felt the gloves, weighted, again, really. She looked at me like ?OH SHIT.? I turned to the Judges and told them, ?Taped fists,? I walked back to my seat and took off my gloves, she claimed she didn't know, she didn't know, so I taped my fists. She said, ?No I won't box that way,? I said, ?So you give up,? she said no, I said ok, then taped fist, and waited till she was done.

ROUND 2

When I called for taped fists she did not like that, It took us a few minutes to finally get our gloves off and to tape our fists, which took about 15 minutes, after all was said and done she hated that I had caught them both times, not once, but twice cheating, then when I was told by the Judges that I had already won the fight by default because of what happened that pissed me off more, I was there to fight!

They asked me why I was still allowing the fight to go on because they would not get money from the outcome, I said, ?Because if I let women like her get away with doing this to me and I win by default I have not actually won, and then they can go back to whatever group they are with and say what ever makes them look good to the group because I won by default, but didn't actually fight /// fight.?

I knew they didn't under stand, funny as it sounds, the ones who came to see me fight actually stayed to see me fight even though they had their money; those who were there to just bet on me got up and left with their winnings and hit the Casino before they left, which was about a 14 th of them.

Becky had her supporters telling her that she could beat me and then she had the other half telling her that it made no difference for her to fight me now, the judgement was already told and she lost, there was no point for her to fight me, to which I said, ?No, her ass is going to get in the ring and she is going to fight me, she gets to put her money where her mouth was yesterday and prove all of the fucking bullshit that she feeds you all and you shit asses gobbled up, at the end of this match you get to tell everyone how those shit sandwiches taste blondie!?

Becky got up because she had to, or lose the faith of her clients, I think it was about then she realized she had bitten off a lot more than she was going to chew in this match.

Miss big 44 FFF came walking forward and gave a few jabs at the air for warm ups, she wasn't jumping around no more, 3/4 of her group left because she had already lost the match by ruling and if she lost the actual match she could take her 1/4 that stayed and cut them down to 1/16 because that would be about how many stayed just because they have the fantasy to fuck her because they are her loyal fans.

She said, ?I hate you bitch!? I said, ?Well now you know what it?s like to have your feelings hurt for no reason at all, but the difference between us is mine was the truth and REAL and yours was HYPE and character assassination, now the screw has turned, so fight me, - let?s see if you?re the super cunt you claim you are slut!?

She screams at me and yes while things had changed drastically in the match I abided by the rules, I did not guard or block, I fought. She rushed me, boxing at my tits none stop, left // right \\ left // right \\ she hit me full force knocking my tits back and forth on my chest and up and down with meaty smacks, she missed my nipples a few times as she punched my face and hit me in the left side of my cheek and scraped my cheek and bloodied my nose and lips.

Red blotches showed on my tits, I hammered her back at the same time with double strikes, which really took their toll on her face and tits, for every punch she hit me with in the breasts I savagely blasted her breasts with my knuckles X-times. I had already tore a rip in her left cheek and her breasts were reddish purple and turning blue, I knew I broke a rib on her left side because she was wincing badly everytime I rake punched her left side, she about screamed, blood ran from her eye, broken nose and mouth as I savagely beat her as we stood toe to toe.

Our tits were the main targets, breasts and faces got hit over and over, she hooked my leg with hers and tripped me backwards, I fell on my ass and bounced as she shoved me backwards and the fucking Referee started to count me as I got up.

I was ready to punch the shit out of her for being mouthy and he is in my face giving me a standing count, all the while she is hanging on the ropes coughing her lungs out, spitting blood; she drops to her knees and the Referee still counted me as I waited for him to get out of my way, - 1/1000, 2/1000, 3/1000, 4/1000 - all the way up to the 10 count and then signalled the bell to ring, they gave her a TKO on me!

MAD did not cover how mad I was at that point, I asked him out loud if she promised to fuck him if she won the fight, ?I sure hope she?s worth it,? I said. I sat down on my stool and Monique washed me off. She said they lost and they?re still cheating you, I said she is grasping at straws and it?s coming undone on them, I said, ?She must be one hell of a lay to go as far as he is with her, - she must have promised him the earth moon and sky between both.?

I took a few drinks and the score was 0 to 1 in her favor, she spit blood all through her rest period, I heard my fans ask if I was ok, I said, ?I am fine, this in normal for me you all, stop getting upset, you?re worrying because you all have not seen me hurt in a while, but this is normal, I can take it,? and in truth they had not seen me bleed in a while, most of the time I take the woman apart and don't get hurt too awful bad, but they have not seen me fight in a rules fight where I am not allowed to guard and not allowed to block, I just have to take it, and I can, I have in the past, I spent my life training like this.

I can say that Becky was looking worse than me, so my reluctant fans sat down and said, ?You go, you get her!? I nodded my head and said, ?Yes I will.? 5 minutes rolled past and the bell didn't ring, a few more minutes rolled past and the bell still didn't ring, I asked what happened to the timekeeper, the Referee told me I still had 5 minutes. Five minutes???????????????????????????????????? I said, ?It is supposed to be 3 minutes break, we are at 15 minutes! It?s not that I am complaining, I like to rest too, but I know why you?re taking time, it?s not right.?

Becky got up and called me a cunt, she had 3 of them trying to stimulate her, I seen the referee put his cock back in his pants, she wiped her mouth, I said, ?Oh hell no, you could have waited for that!? The referee turned to the ring, bulge in his pants, I said no, she shrugged and he said what? I said, ?NO, NO, you are gone, - you are not the referee any more, you?re GONE, as in ?bye? you can fuck what?s left undamaged after the fight; you?re FIRED!?

I looked to the Judges and Frank and said, ?Get Jimmy in here now, at least he's fair.? Jimmy is the referee who usually does my matches for AECT as of late, he is the one who has the big cock, I usually know if a match is good if I see his cock go extremely ridged and turn deep hard red. Funny as that sounds, it?s kind of like a barometer as to whether the audience is excited about who is fighting.

Jimmy climbed in the ring and the Striped banana slid out of the ring and Becky blew a gasket, she ran at me and started to hit me a lot harder than she had been hitting me, I noticed she was sweating and hot and her eyes looked stoned, guess what happened during the 15 minutes she took for a break? She had a pick me up and the shots kicked in.

ROUND 3

She pounded me hard left // right \\ left // right \\ left // right \\, as I felt her fist drive my tits in my ribs she screamed at me as I pounded her back just as hard as I ever have she didn't register any thing I did to her, she was not feeling any pain.

I hammered back at her tits and face just like she did me, I said screw it, and hit her square in the nose with a left, the right cross made her stagger across the floor in the ropes and then came my hay maker punch! She collapsed out cold, Jimmy counted her out in a normal way to 10, and the bell rang, which gave me another 3 minute break, not a 15-minute break.

ROUND 4

So, they did it again, her people gave her another shot to get her ass up and moving, along with smelling salts she was awake. Three minutes ticked by and she was on her feet but not so springy. I got up and she was slower and her tits were about bruised and still bleeding. She raised her fists and slowly started to move, it was like a car being pushed up hill then once it hit the top it picks up momentum on the way back down the other side.

Becky?s punches went from slow and lethargic to normal speed to high speed, she acted like a Chihuahua on Cocaine, and in truth, I am not so sure that that?s not what they gave her. About 3 minutes into the 4th round she was a blur of movement, trying her best to beat me down as I hit her with everything I had, I know I broke things when I hit her because you heard >> CRACK << SNAP << CRUNCH << when I punched her and it was not my fists.

Seven minutes passed and she is beating on my tits and abs which I am all tightened up hard and hitting her with everything and she is acting like I have not done any thing to her. The bell rings on the 8 minute and she drills me in the side with her knee, I felt a >> POP << inside and it hurt to breath! This must be when I dislocated my rib.

I sat down and Monique asked me if I was hitting her as she washed me off, I said, ?Yes, I am hitting her just as hard as I ever do, I am not pulling my punches.? Monique says, ?Well then, why is she not on the ground in a bloody mess?? I said, ?Because she is flying so high right now that she is counting the rings on Saturn and she'll see us when she gets back from Pluto, - she is not feeling anything, and what?s worse is before the match is done they will give her something else to counteract what they gave her and then give her something different.?

She said, ?You need to stop them!? I said, ?I have tried and tried and tried and I am done, I am going to let them see for themselves what happens when you do shit like that. - I hit one woman back in 2004, she was doing what they are doing now, she died before she hit the floor from one punch, my punch didn't kill her, the drugs exploded her heart.?

Three minutes ran past and the bell rang late again, around 10 minutes, Jimmy asked what was the round time?? They said 8 minutes, he asked what was the Break time, they said 3 minutes. He said, ?YOU?RE FUCKING LATE BY 8 MINUTES,? he started to count Becky out, they rang the bell and she was on her feet wobbly and un sure, I walked out and she had a 10000000000 yard stare going on, her eyes were glassy and she was wobbly I said, ?Becky,? and I waved at her, she waved back, she smiled and giggled and said, ?HI I'm going to beat you,? I said, ?Ok.?

She kept throwing punches at me all over the place, windmill punches, left, right, left, right, left, right, I didn't have to punch back, none of them hit me as I moved around. Her trainer said, ?Becky Kill her, you can kill her Becky,? she said, ?OH RIGHT,? then she growled at me like a dog with rabies and came at me.

I hit her with a hook to her Solar Plexus and she bent over, I upper cut her hard in the face >> SCRACK <<, her head shot back and blood flung everywhere as she wobbled on the ropes facing me. I dropped down on my knees and rammed as I counted 1?2?3, my fist entered her vagina and I pounded her hard, she screamed, as I yanked my fist out she wailed in pain, she held her pussy as I upper cut her chin, blood covered my shoulders as I stood up and gave her the Final upper cut, I hooked it deep and slammed my knuckles deep in her clit and busted her clit as I mashed it.

Her eyes rolled back and she was KO 'd, the referee counted as her fans screamed, she was OUT, laying face down on the canvas she was out. The Ref counted 10 and they rang the bell. I walked over and sat down and again washed off, Monique gave me water, I sipped it, I tried to cool down, a guy from my side folded a cardboard box and began to slowly fan me down, WHICH, I would like to thank Mr Jeff C from CA for doing that.

Again the 3 knuckle heads were working on Becky to get her up and around, she was on her feet and taking water and kept complaining about a head ache, I was like, ?really? Only a head ache??

ROUND 5

They must have given her some good shit, the bell rang and she walked out, her eyes were swollen and her cheek was bleeding, her eye brow was swollen and held with Steri strips to hold her eyebrow together. My cheek was swollen and it hurt to breath and to move on my right side.

I walked out and Becky says, ?I have you now bitch, you?re mine you?re not going any where,? she came in swinging and I beat her back, she swiped at my breasts and I hit her with a chopping down ward scrape dunk punch, that about relocated her left breast which was swollen to about 4 times its normal size.

She wailed in agony and turned and waited, I guess she thought I was stupid or that I followed her around the ring, she swung back and elbowed Jimmy in the chest and knocked him down, then she realized it was not me she hit, he got up and Gave her a standing 6 count and she bitched at him the whole time as I waited. Sure enough, -
>> DING <<

[h=ROUND 6]1[/h]
She ran the time down on the clock again, I walked back toward my stool and I hear from Becky, ?I am going to punch the tits off her chest next time!? I washed off and sipped some water and spit out. Becky slurred Snarky comments at me from over at her seat; the score was 2 to 1 in my favor now.

Her people gave her the next shot, the one guy thought he was being slick as he looked at the cuts in her breasts which they were sealing with Super Glue; she screamed every time they stuck the glue tip in and steri stripped it together, that was when they injected her with their next shot before they patched her up.

Again, 3 minutes rolled past and Jimmy didn't wait, he started to count her out, she rode the count to 8 before she got on her feet and I noticed she was sweating badly, sweat was rolling off her as she looked flushed.

Becky jumped a few times as I circled with her and she said, ?Oh Hell no, you?re not circling with me,? and started to throw punches, she screams at me as I circle punch with my left fist and upper cut the same breast across her nipple, she wailed in pain and started to throw windmill back hand fists at my face and breasts, as I turn and back up, she keeps spinning around and around, I merely step backward in a circle, she spins and spins, nothing is hitting as I casually take a step back each time and circle to her left.

After about 2 minutes she stops and looks around and looks a little green around her face, then she does, ?YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCkkkkkkkk,? as she vomits. She turned back at me and I slammed my fist in her face as hard as I could, I heard >> CRACK << she spit vomit and crashed on the canvas, she busted her swollen tits as she landed, the Referee counted her in a normal way - 1/1000, 2/1000, etc, her coaches and trainer yelling for her to get up, she was foaming at the mouth, bloody pink foam, and they are yelling for her to get up and fight me. Jimmy counted 10 and they rang the bell.

They took Becky out after the 6th round bell rang, they looked her over and placed her on a stretcher and sent her to the hospital, and that?s that, my boxing match. I expect the amount of drugs she was taking did more harm than good!

I have some bruised muscles, but nothing is broke. Odd as it sounds, I have a dislocated rib, but it?s not broke, the doc said something about tendons or inflamed connecting muscle causing me pain, but nothing broken, and Sunday my fight with Netty on December 21st is still on.

Oh. Some late news: dear old blondie is dead, Becky died at the Hospital, she died from the drugs she was overdosing on, DING, DING, DING, she had a massive coronary arrest.

As I have mentioned before time and time again, and no one is listening, I hope they are listening now, - there are no short cuts!

Sara.

Sara White Doe,
Piers Knight.


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