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I then heard something distant and from a familiar Adult voice, like, you two stop this fighting immediately. I then heard Jane sob out," they started it". Then a split second later, Sue and I were tumbling down the side of the ditch into the grassy mucky wet base. A brief wrestle roll match later and quick uncoupling roll and we immediately seperated, spitting out ditch water and gaging. After I cleared the sweat and grime from my eyes, I could see the damage done. We were both a complete wreck. Sue had one boob winking out of her bra. One of her sleeves was gone, ripped off. her skirt had been pulled up just below her boobs. One of her oxfords was missing. She was panting like a wild eyed race horse, closing one eye to the glaring sun, while leaning against the slopped side of the ditch. Her lone oxford shod foot still in the murcky ditch water. Blonde hair hung from her nails, she even picked one of my blouse buttons from under her thumb nail. her face was streaked with grime and black gooey hair, her white open blouse was dirt and grass stained, and only one button remained, her tie was matted to the back of her hair, her nails filled with black dirt hair and grass. My shorter but still long fench nails had just been done for today, and were now half broken, my panties were soaking wet, but I was glad to still have them on, my wet blouse was filthy with caked on grim and flecks of grass and hair but in better shape than Sue's. My shoes were filled with ditch muck. I noted from my dirt spattered timex that we had been going at it for less than 15 minutes. Probably closer to ten.

Then the booming Adult voice once again. Looking up, I recognized the School Director, learing down at the two of us laying side by side in the ditch glarring at one another. With three Seniors from the Public School all chubby-fied and glee. "You three get down there and stop those other two girls from fighting, NOW!" The director had to be f_cking kidding. I could barely stand, let alone pull out another black strand of Sue's wet gooey mop. Our site was totally something to behold to the uninitiated to the Catfight world. Both the nylon material of our pantyhose had been not only filled with nasty runs, but one leg had been removed completely off of Sue. She had to look the worst for it. Although later in the School Gym change room under the glareful guard of the master penguin, I decided my pre shower face was decidedly worse than Sue's. The bite marks luckily washed off for the most part, as in hind site, I had noted we had landed our rolling asses in the wet lower area of the field. My friend Jane and her catfighting partner were both less messy, but the bulk of their fight had been more upright punches and ripping. When they were pulled apart, they were basically topless. Jane also had a broken nose and one missing tooth. Her partner had a severly twisted ankle and required minor eye surgery. No this was a REAL catfight for the both of us, nothing sexy at all for any of the four catfighters involved. The 2nd kicking friend of Sue's got off scott free! In addition she was the one who ran and tattled to the Director. Probably a good thing for Jane, who was on her back when the other gal was pulled off her.

End result we both got suspended for a full week, with detention every day for the remainder of the year. Plus of course the paddle from both parents and penguins. Jane and fight buddy, the same. On the bright side, my first serious boy friend was the Freckle faced Senior who helped me hoble back to the Director's Office.

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Now, I can just have my Partner read the story complete with lifted illustrations from the net, without him ever asking about it again.