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Charlize Theron vs. Rhona Mitra Boxing Story (Prefight)

PREFIGHT

Those attending the Comic Con 2011, charity event were in for a special treat. At a table near the center of the room were two attendees, both of whom had designs on being Catwoman in the latest edition of the Bat Man series that was about to start auditions. Charlize Theron, dressed in a loose white pants and top outfit that hung just right to show off her tall model frame and Rhona Mitra in a very short mini-skirt, with a frilly top o tight it seemed she'd grown it... and showing off her large, firm, breasts like hordovers (sic). The two had never met, but both were aware of the others work and both had experience in the role of a female action character. For Theron it had been some time, having played the lead in the much anticipated Aeon Flux - which most critics had seen as flop. Theron claimed that Rhona was "too small for the part" while Rhona's biting answer was, "Well, at least I'm big enough where it counts!"

Charlize chuckled, "Like i said about my role in 'Prometheus' - 'If I'd known back then that my tits were going to be in 3D, I'd have gotten implants'...just as you did, dearie."

That brought a new level of intensity to the conversation and one crack led to another as the subject turned to which one was stronger. Charlize boasted that she was clearly stronger than 'petite' (her word) Rhona. The busty brunette bristled at the assertion and challenged the tall blonde to 'prove it.' Charlize scoffed, saying it wasn't the time or the place for her to prove it now. Rhona differed, saying an arm wrestling test "right here" would be enough proof for her. Adding, if Charlize could take her down, she'd concede the point.

Charlize laughed that she couldn't be serious and when Rhona assured her she was, the others at the table immediately latched onto the idea. Being a charity event, money was quickly found which could be donated to the favorite charity of whoever prevailed. Charlize still didn't seem as enthused as some others, though she did want money for her South African health affiliated charity and agreed.

So they looked seriously at each other as their arms were brought up parallel and fingers locked, Charlize grinned as her longer arm dominated the picture, but Rhona whispered, "You'd better be ready cause this wasn't just for dough, but for show...and who's more qualified for the part."

Carmen Diaz came over from the next table and held their hands as the crowd counted down from ten. At "ONE" Rhona winked at Charlize who seemed surprised once Cameron removed her gripe and the arm muscles battle began. Rhona took the quick advantage and powered the blonde's arm back and down a bit. Charlize gritted her teeth and, with a determined look, brought it back to center. They stayed like that for a good twenty long seconds before the blonde's shaking arm began to give when Rhona applied more power. Charlize closed her eyes with her effort and moved it back up...only to have it sag back once again. Another big effort brought yet another stalemate.

People on both sides of the table were encouraging them - and adding money to the prize pool. Charlize's arm slipped again, but with another great effort, punctuated with a gasp, she was able to get back to center briefly before being forced, sloooowly, back once more.

Sweat was starting to show on her forehead as her arm trembled to match the power of the brunette's, thicker bicep. Theron's date, Catherine Bell, was overheard saying, "You can't let her beat you Charlize, try harder, honey!" And try she did! Those sitting closest heard her moan a soft, "Nooooo.." as she bit her lip and pressed with all she had, finally pushing the brunette's arm past even and slowly down toward the tabletop.

About two-thirds of the way down, however, her advance stalled. Rhona winked, and slowly but steadily brought her hand back up to even. Then with a great sucking in of air that swelled her ample bust to the point it threatened to bust out of her flimsy top, Rhona made another great effort and the blonde's slender arm collapsed under her intense pressure; Charlize's hand slammed down on the table so hard glasses were knocked over and Charlize's drink spilled in her lap as she gave a defeated moan of pain. Rhona beamed but didn't release the blonde's trapped hand. Then with a show of her dominance, she lifted it back up and slammed it down again...then again!

Charlize sat stunned with a pained and mortified look on her face as Rhona laughed, then stopped, still holding the blonde's trapped hand and asked Charlize, "Want to try again lefty?" Smirking, "Maybe that one has more strength." She added a cynical laugh.

When Charlize demanded Rhona let go of her hand, Mitra demanded, "Say please."

Charlize's balked and Rhona slammed it down again, refusing to let her go. Beside herself with pain and humiliation, Charlize picked up Rhona's drink and tossed it in her face! Shocked and furious, Rhona freed Theron's hand, but as Charlize got to her feet, so did Rhona who then reached for the blonde, locked arms and quickly Rhona twisted Charlize's right arm up high and painfully behind her back.

Charlize struggled anew for freedom, but again she's unsuccessful and Mitra threatened to, "Beat your ass." Charlize squirmed and twisted violently trying in vain to relieve the pain but only succeeded in stumbling forward. But it was enough to cause Rhona to stumble into a chair and they both lost their balance and tumbled to the floor. The excited crowd was shouting in amazement, encouraging both - although Rhona seemed to have the advantage there as well. Charlize is trying to pull away, but Rhona had a vice-like grip on her right arm and won't allow her to get away.

As they spit, cuss, and stain, the brunette is able to get on the blonde's back and slowly rides her down to the floor on her stomach. Charlize struggles until she manages to roll over on her back, facing her tormentor. Rhona let's go of her arm and goes for her throat with her right hand, grabbing the blonde's hair with her left. She pulls up, then cracks Theron's head on the carpet, stunning her. Charlize is unable to prevent Rhona from climbing onto her chest where she pins her injured right arm with her knee.

With both hands now free, Rhona goes after Theron's left arm which is also trapped and pinned in short order. The look in Theron's pretty green eyes, show she knows she's in deep trouble and her struggles go from furious to full blown panic!

Rhona draws back her fist, ready to blast away at her wide open target but just then, Catherine Bell, Liz Hurley and Jessica Biel all grab Rhona and drag her off the blonde, enraging her that she's been stopped on the verge of total victory!

Sharon Stone helps Charlize struggle to get back to her feet, although it takes a couple attempts before she's successful; standing on wobbly legs as she swipes the hair back from the smeared make-up on her face, then pulls and tugs her loosened top back over her breasts as she backs away. Theron is furious, and probably also a bit frightened though she's stammering about "getting even" in some unspecified way. Rhona, fighting against those restraining her, demands they let her go so they can finish the fight here and now, something that Charlize - despite her words to the contrary - clearly has no taste for.
"Well, when, bitch..." Rhona begins, but is interrupted by more incoherent threats from the frazzled blonde. Before either woman can say much, however, offers of more money are made - all for charity of course. Looking around, Charlize, realizes she's trapped and finally says, "All right, but it has to be something where she can't cheat...like she just did."

Rhona guffaws, "Cheat!? I beat your fat ASS, Theron; I didn't need to cheat!"

Cat Bell, hoping to save face for her girlfriend, suggested boxing, thinking Charlize's experience would serve her well.

"Next weekend..." pipes up Liz Hurley "...I know a place..."

Charlize brightens, "Yes, boxing!" But she frowns a bit when Rhona gleefully - and very quickly - accepts and mutters, "It'll be the longest week of my life. I'm so looking forward to finishing the job..."

As she leads Mitra away to the ladies room to freshen up, Liz Hurley whispers to Rhona, "I was really surprised you handled her so easily. I figured with her long arms and all..."

Mitra shakes her head. "I've got more experience I guess. The cast did a lot of arm wrestling on the 'Strike Back' set between takes; I learned a lot and had a chance to perfect my technique. It's not ALL about muscles, you see..."
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One week later, It was a private club room in the basement of Los Angeles hotel that held a ring where the club members hosted monthly 'smokers'. Tonight, instead of the usual boxing main event, members and guests were going to witness a 'grudge fight' between two 'A-list' actresses. OK, one 'A-list' actress and a 'B-list' actress, but still... The men in the crowd were dressed in tuxedos and the ladies in evening gowns. There were hostesses passing around drinks wearing brief Grecian gowns that left little to the imagination.

They had already seen three fights, all involving women in the 'entertainment' business; some more legitimate than others, but nearly all of them well known to the audience.

In the preliminary bout, two aspiring young actresses whose faces (and figures) would be recognizable to many - even if their names were not. After six spirited rounds, a young brunette who plays the teenage daughter of the male star on a basic cable comedy won a split decision over a slightly older woman who is the 'face' of an insurance company in their commercials. The crowd applauded both women's efforts, which were (to be charitable) amateurish.

In the second fight, a willowy young, blonde, porn actress with dreams of a career in 'real films' was knocked out in the last round by a daytime soap opera actress who hoped to get her resume into the hands of a producer or director who might give her a shot at a 'mainstream' film career.

The third, and last preliminary, fight of the night featured a brunette who has had no problem appearing nude on pay cable, but who has yet to break into the big time. She was facing a blonde; an 'above the title' cast member in a show that is regularly rated in the top ten on one of the 'big four' TV networks. The 'pay cable' brunette beat the blond so decisively the fight had to be stopped in the third round - to the disappointment of many of the women in the audience who were enjoying watching the "name" get a drubbing as her TV character is largely reviled by everyone outside her co-workers.

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The announcer stepped to the middle of the ring, raised her microphone and informed the crowd, "This is your main event of the evening. Ten rounds of boxing. Introducing first, your referee for the main event...she hails originally from San Diego, California and you all know her, Cameron Diaz!"

The crowd rose to give the actress who is one of the most popular film stars of her generation, a warm welcome. Cam strode to the ring wearing a striped shirt tied up under her breasts, tight black bike shorts, white knee-hi socks and black trainers. She blushed slightly as she got wolf whistles from several of her fans sitting behind her when she bent over and slithered thru the ropes into the ring. Cam turned around and waved merrily to fans on all four sides before moving to the far side and leaning casually back against the ropes as the announcer resumed her introductions.

"Introducing first, the challenger: she calls Hollywood her home, but she comes from South Africa where she still does a lot of her charity work. At 5'9" and 132 pounds... Oscar winning actress... Charlize 'The Super Girl' Theron...."

The crowd turned and gasped at the sight of Charlize in a sheer blue top with a red 'S' on a golden shield upon her chest. The cropped top ended just below her bosom, exposing an expanse of smooth, tanned, flesh. Below it; a pair of red shorts trimmed in gold with calf high, red boots. Fans realized she was dressed as the fictional Super Girl character and wondered why...a question soon answered because as soon as she reached the ring, the announcer continued...

"Her opponent...from London, England at 5'7" and 124 and one-half pounds...most seen in 'Strike Back' on Cinemax cable... Rhona 'The Wonder Woman' Mitra..."

Mitra bounced down the aisle dressed in the iconic red and gold top and star spangled blue bottom of Wonder Woman and fans went crazy endorsing the choice of costume...or perhaps it was just the sight of her heavy bosom bouncing and jiggling with unrestrained abandon in the erotic outfit.

"Seconds for this contest: for Ms. Theron: Catherine 'Cat' Bell and Sunny McKay." Bell came strutting out in a mid-calf, off one shoulder, lime green dress while Sunny McKay was kitted out in a knit tube top and a short-short, micro-mini skirt that revealed all as she lifted her leg to climb thru the ropes - to enthusiastic applause from the fans in the first few rows.

"And the seconds for Ms. Mitra, Elizabeth 'Liz' Hurley and Catherine Zeta-Jones." Both Hurley and Jones were more modestly attired; both in long sequined dresses, slit to the hip - Hurley in bright red and Zeta-Jones in vivid yellow.

Finally, when all four seconds had joined their fighters, the announcer called: "Fighters and referee to the center of the ring please..." then hurriedly departed

the ring as Cam Diaz stepped out to meet both women and their trainers to quickly went over the rules agreed upon in the days leading up to the fight.

"Ten rounds; fighters can be saved by the bell; three knockdowns in one round ends the fight," Cam said, getting nods of agreement all around. "As referee, I have complete discretion in running the fight. If the fight goes the distance, the three judges at ringside will decide the winner. Shake hands and at the bell, come out fighting," Diaz said, send them back to their corners

 

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          Round 1: 

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  Charlize unusually eager in her corner awaiting the bell; bouncing on her toes; slapping her gloves together nervously as Cat Bell leans over the top rope, her heavy bosom bulging around the strands as she issues last second instructions to her fired up blonde charge. At the bell, Theron springs into action, charging across the ring, surprising Mitra with a flurry of punches that backs her up as she ducks and sways back from the blows. Soon her back on the ropes, and Rhona hunkers down, digging rights to the body that Theron ignores as she turns into sweet right crosses and left hooks! Theron's head-hunting pays off as Rhona is rocked time and again; battered along the ropes unable to get away and unable to set herself to fight back. Mitra getting smothered .. and she's DOWN! Mitra, leaning away from a Theron right, caught by the left and sent sprawling. She rolls onto her left hip, her left arm and shoulder over the bottom rope; looking up, blinking in hurt and confusion. She rises to one knee at six, shaking her head; is upright at nine, backing away; slipping in behind referee Diaz despearate to buy additional time as Theron moves in to finish.

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  Mitra is confused and hurt, by Theron's all-out aggression which seems to surprise her. The brunette's still looks a bit shaky as Diaz unleashes Theron who pounces. Charlize's wide, sweeping, right barely misses as Rhona ducks, but Theron bores in with uncharacteristic fury. Rhona can't find an opening and is almost totally defensive; backing up - although blocking better now. Theron punches that had found her head bouncing off forearms, elbows and gloves - fewer getting through - but enough to send her reeling back to Theron's corner. The big blonde bellies up and Rhona's forced to clinch high which is how they wrestle, all shoulders and legs with Rhona's back on the turnbuckles - chest to chest; the taller blonde trying to smother Rhona with her size. You can see the effort in Theron's quivering thighs and jiggling butt as she leans in; jerking her shoulders; twisting her hips; trying to break Rhona whose thrusting back pelvis-to-pelvis, refusing to fold. Theron pulls back to create room for a couple punches that SMACK Rhona tight torso and hips. Again, Rhona clinches, but this time Diaz steps in to break them. Rhona says something to Diaz, then defiantly shoves Theron back a couple of steps.
  Charlize steadies, then, lunges right back in to hammer Mitra's body with left-right combinations. Mitra again forced to clinch as Theron, keeps her pinned in and works her from tight tummy to heavy hooters! Under constant attack, Rhona's unable escape; being driven back repeatedly by the hard-hitting blonde bombshell. Round winds down with Theron still in attack-at-all-costs mode; heaving in heavy artillery from all angles. It's just too much and DOWN GOES RHONA AGAIN! Charlize able to turn her left shoulder in between Mitra's elbows, then comes up the middle with a 'floor to ceiling' uppercut that short-circuits Mitra's legs and spills her onto her back. Theron tramples Mitra as she rumbles forward into the ropes where her elbow is grabbed by referee Diaz who pulls her away...leaving the smoldering wreckage of Rhona Mitra in her wake. Mitra struggles to her knees, using the ropes to pull herself up, just in time to beat the count! 

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  Rhona swaying back on ropes, looks shot as Theron moves in to finish, desperatey, Mitra flings herself at Charlize again grabbing, now, driving her knees into the blonde's thigh as she wraps her up around the head and hangs on stubbornly. Charlize now straight up, grabs Mitra's biceps and heaves her backward, then winds up and....

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  ...they both throw rights at the same instant. Charlize's misses the reeling brunette as she stumbles a step off balanced, as Rhona having dipped low to avoid, comes seemingly out of no where with a left hook that doesn't appear to be hard but nails Theron flush! Jarred, Charlize staggers a step right and eats a short left that does have power. THERON IS FLAT ON HER BACK! 

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  Shocked, Charlize sits up rubbing her jaw and waits, as Diaz grabs Rhona - who was winding up to hit Charlize again while she's down - and shoves her away to a neutral corner. Charlize, taking her time gets to one knee, waiting until the count reaches six or seven, before she stands tall, straight and sturdy; her gloves at her chest. She nods when Diaz asks her a question and the referee gives them the signal to resume. 

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  Now, it's Mitra who rushes forward to finish off Theron, who's backing away for the first time in the fight. A right hand lead from the blonde slows , but doesn't stop the charging brunette, who hammers a low combo to the body, that seems to take the wind out of Charlize's sails. She stops punching and reaching to clinch for the first time. Mitra's arms are tied up but she's fighting to get free; gets one mitt loose pounds at Charlize's flanks . But Theron won't let go, she seems willing to waltz out the round, but Mitre is making her pay for the dance as her knees keep hammering like pistons against Theron's toned thighs. Bell sounds, and now it's Theron who's having trouble breaking it off as Rhona marches her to the ropes as she digs in short shots as she can. Diaz has to intervene, as the girls finally shove each other back, But what a round, Rhona down twice and looking almost out, comes off the deck to floor the her tormentor and turn a rout into a competitive stage. 

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  Both fighters a mess after three furious minutes; Rhona's eyes wild, one swelling already; Theron's lower lip busted, raises her glove as she limps to her corner; looking relived as Bell huddles her to safety, barking instructions while McKay applies a cold pak to her lip. Theron may have won the first battle, but the war is far from over. 

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  Round 2:

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  It's a different Theron who comes out in the second, no longer the wild, wide-open, attack of the first. This Theron is up on her toes looking to box. It's what made her so successful. She's got a lot of tools and the two biggest are her long reach and long legs which she uses to dictate action strategically. Mitra still looking a bit spooked, lays back to get a good look. She's cautious early, no more of the wild, desperate bombs she decked Theron with in the first. Rhona cautiously pivots to keep the circling blonde in front of her as she snaps a few jabs to try and keep Theron honest and out of her sweet spot where the blonde's power is maximized. Elbows tucked in; gloves earmuffed, Mitra defensively crabbing sideways still pawing a defensive jab. Theron, continues coming forward, turning up the pressure; working off the jab with quick, hard cross/hook combinations that rattle Rhona. Even punches that hit her gloves shake the brunette, but, Theron isn't setting down on the punches and they don't have her full power behind them. Still, Charlize is piling up points. It's cat and mouse as the blonde cuts off the ring, herding her brunette back against the ropes; leaning in; putting her weight on Rhona; muscling Mitra in the corner. 

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  Midway through the round after a teeth rattling right, Theron leans in chest first, her long legs driving her forward. She plants her feet and rips into Mitra's body with another combo; heavy punches taking a toll on Mitra's pale body as its trapped between the ring post and Charlize. Another lead right slips Rhona's defense and rocks her hard to the chin. Crouching defensively, Rhona's breasts get hammered back and forth. She's looking shocked and shaky. Surprisingly, Charlize backs off; cocky; putting on a flashy show by windmilling her right hand and doing the "Charlize Shuffle" with her feet; dazzling both fans and judges when she playfully open-handed cuffs Rhona's heaving hooters. The red-faced brunette is both outraged to stunned by the blatant disrespect. Theron steps closer, feet planted, ready to bring pure power, but Rhona quickly wraps Theron up in another bearhug up top. There's more high stepping down below too; Mitra knee rising high and inside to pound Theron's left thigh. Charlize folds as Rhona marches her backward. Ignoring Cat Bell's bellowed protests, referee Diaz is oblivious, apparently content to let the women sort it all out themselves. 

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  Finally, Theron, does as the referee seems to want and angrily breaks out the uppercut to loosen Rhona's grip. Ripping open the tear, she goes to work Mitra's body with a vengeance; stringing together three and four punch combinations; ending up with a right cross rocking Rhona's head as she tries to put her away once and for all. Mitra being buffeted from one foot to the other as Charlize works her along the ropes from corner to corner. Rhona can't seem to break the blonde's stride and, despite her kneeing fouls, Charlize is moving well with fire in her eyes! Towering over the smaller brunette, Charlize is able to punch down at her cowering foe, ending up towering Rhona whose butt is hanging over the middle rope.

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  Charlize, stops, gathers herself, takes a deep breath and.....BOOM! Using the springy ropes for added momentum, Mitra unleashes a, probably unseen by Charlize, hammer-like uppercut flush on the button, DROPPING THERON FLAT ON HER BACK. She gently rolls over to all fours, shaking her head wearily as Mitra thunders past, kneeing her in the hip as she passes. Theron rises halfway, then suddenly sits down! She's up again, though weaving unsteadily as Diaz hurriedly waves them together. Charlize surprisingly, again goes on the attack; unleashing hell with both fists. But her offense is unfocused and uncoordinated. Rhona is being hit but not hurt and when she ducks back inside Theron's arc she has Theron's body at her mercy.
  At the bell, both are slugging away sloppily, though on roughly even terms. Both look gassed and welcome the break, making Diaz' job easy for a change.

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  Rhona puffy eyed; head bowed; trudges slowly back to her corner. Charlize takes a couple of quick steps, then slows, favoring her left leg as she staggers to her corner where a concerned Bell greets her with smelling salts.

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  In Theron's corner, Charlize massages the charlie horse in her left thigh while Cat Bell takes the unprecedented step of calling referee Diaz over; pointing to the red bruise on her thigh; berating Diaz and demanding she warn Mitra. 

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  Diaz refuses, "I can't call a foul if I didn't see it."

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  Bell fusses and fumes to no avail while McKay urgently kneads Theron's shoulders. 

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  Bell back, hissing urgent advice in her ear. 

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  Charlize looks up at Bell, her voice wistful as she asks, "Is that Sunny at ringside?" 

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  Cat blinks, looks around and realizes Charlize doesn't remember Sunny is one of her seconds. "Yeah, now forget her and pay attention...dammit!" She continues to dispense advice as Sunny rolls her eyes.

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  Across the ring in the opposite corner, Rhona is gulping in air as they work on her cut, swollen eye. This is probably more of a fight than she was expecting - and there's still a long way to go but Hurley is up-beat. "Work her bosom," the proper English lass tells Rhona. "She don't like it to the chest."
  Catherine Zeta-Jones chimes in, "Or the crotch. You get a chance to give her the old knee to the knickers, don't hesitate!"
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• Round 3: 

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  Theron, the pro, is on her feet eagerly awaiting the bell while Rhona leans forward, elbows on thighs, chest heaving until Hurley gives her a slap on the back, sending her out to meet her fate. Charlize opens up on her toes again, gliding gracefully to her left, stick-stick-sticking her jab; the slick boxing rattling Mitra's head as she circles to her left. PEK, PEK, PEK! Theron keep's Rhona's head down behind a high guard, taking her punishment while looking for an opening to take a cautious chance. Charlize likes this and sees no need to change what's working for her. She's seemingly content to rack-up points at long, safe, range with her jab; the occasional inside uppie; or a sweeping, looping, right hand. Mitra , trying to tie Charlize up when she can gets close, using her knees every time she can - it seems to be Rhona's main offense and though it's highly illegal, it seems acceptable to the referee as long as it doesn't get out of hand. Diaz lets the clinches go on longer and Charlize has more trouble muscling out of them. Angrily, on the break, Theron opens up with a wild flurry of retributive punches that keep Mitra's protective gloves occupied so there's nothing coming back from the belabored brunette and Theron has her way. As long as Charlize punch rate stays high, she can maintain her distance and control the fight. Rhona seems baffled: she can't run and she can't get inside; there's no place where she can get comfortable as Theron's showing more flash when Rhona seems tame.
  Midway in the round, Rhona slips punches and jumps inside Theron's arc where she's able to land low, driving, thudding, hooks to the body that cramp up the taller blonde who is fighting in an upright stance while Mitra crouches low; her head on Theron's chest when she's close enough to almost step on her toes. Mitra feeding Charlize uppercuts and low punches to the belly and elbows to the breasts when the opportunity presents itself that bring bleats of protest from the blonde who is she walked back under steady barrage. Feeling some give, Mitra straightens up, catching Theron a glancing left hook on the chin that doesn't land flush, but still shakes Theron at the ropes. Now it's Theron's butt stuffed in the ropes getting hammered and nailed. Mitra with a left-right to each ear and Charlize sags to one knee, turning and putting her head between the ropes. Diaz jumps in to shepherd Mitra away, giving Theron a chance to get back up, swaying listlessly on the ropes when Diaz returns to pick up the count. After wiping Charlize's gloves, Cam calls Rhona back.

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  Theron no longer mobile, just leans back on the ropes with her hands up protecting her face as the brutal Brit wades in with both fists, pummeling Charlize's body....left...right...left...right...left!

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  Rhona wants rack! Mitra busting Theron's defense wide open, diving in with both hands trying to humble the proud blonde bosom as Rhona smacks sack with gusto! Theron's knees buckling as Mitra gives her a sack slapping for the ages; her fists bunching up Charlize's breast meat with loud, sweaty SMACKS that draw 'oohs' and 'aahs' from the crowd. 

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  In Charlize's corner, Sunny screams at Bell, "I warned you this would happen. You never should have pushed her into this fight. Damn you...."
  Rhona's closes the round with another flurry that Theron takes on her gloves, forearms, biceps, shoulders, neck, ears and upper head. She's rocked again; stutter-stepping sideways along the ropes as Mitra walks her down; tees her up and hauls off to rips into Charlize's body with Imperial malice. Mitra huffin' and puffin' like the Little Engine that Could leaves Theron draped on the ropes; battered in her own corner. At the bell, Mitra gives Theron another knee to the thigh just as Charlize turns away with a distressed flick of sweaty golden locks. Charlize whirls back, her fist cocked to retaliate, but Diaz quickly intercepts her and sends Theron back to her stool. The blond limping badly, her bum quivering as she hobbles to her stool after Mitra steals what could have been a third dominate round for Theron into a draw at best.

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  Diaz pokes her nose into Mitra's corner, asking, "She OK?" Assured she is, Cam just shrugs and turns away, leaving Hurley to apply ice to her left lower lip and Endswell to her eyebrow while Zeta-Jones massages Rhona's neck and shoulders.
  Across the ring, Cat Bell is berating Theron for, "...taking your eyes off the prize" and asking, "What are you thinking? You got her on the run, stop trying to show off and stick to the script. You bash her body until she wilts, THEN you put her to sleep. She's still too fresh for you to be showboating out there. Use your head....for once!" 

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  Round 4: 

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  Theron trying to use her superior boxing skills but her gorgeous gams have taken a beating and aren't cooperating. She's trying to step around Mitra - who stakes out her turf in the middle of the ring and refuses to be pushed off! Charlize's right leg is clearly giving her trouble, though she's still pirouetting prettily; poking her jab; dropping a right over Mitra's left shoulder to put a shimmy in her thighs. She's unable to plant her right foot to get much power into the right hand and she can't force Rhona to budge from her spot mid-ring. Frustrated, Charlize resorts to showboating; flashy combinations like she's shadowboxing. While it draws cheers from the crowd - she's not doing Rhona any damage either. Mitra lowers her shoulder and drives forward - wrong footing Theron who can't get out of her way. Slamming her shoulder in Theron's chest and bull rushing the blonde backward to the ropes, Rhona tries another knee, but Theron frustrates this one; turning to leg sweep Mitra, nearly dumping her on her butt! Theron spins Mitra around, putting her back on the ropes and bending Rhona back over the top strand as Charlize pounds away with both hands! Rhona earmuffing effectively; letting Theron punch herself out by attacking her toned, tough, torso. Charlize laying in, head on Mitra's shoulder; working her like a heavy bag; bludgeoning away with both fists. Many of Theron's blows are blocked by Mitra's tucked in elbows as the rugged brunette rolls with the punches; turning and twisting as the older blonde angrily hammers her with both fists - to little effect. Coming off the ropes, Mitra gives Theron another knee to that right thigh, then pounds a short, quick, right cross. The punch has little force, but her follow-thru elbow plows into Theron's left breast (on purpose?) and the taller blond quickly backs off! Mitra steps with and initiates a bruising exchange of body punching, with neither fighter doing apparent damage. The closing seconds find Charlize huffing and puffing away as she leans her weight on Mitra - who is trapped in Theron's corner right above Cat Bell - pummeling her body as they grapple against the ropes. 

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  DOWN GOES THERON! 

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  Charlize never sees the uppercut that almost lifts her off her feet as she extends on a looping right aimed at Mitra's grinning mouth. Charlize arches back, her arms flung out wide, her legs unhinged as another elbow to Theron's bosom sends her to the canvas on her back; her arms and legs spread-eagled...Rhona trampling Theron's legs as she rumbles ahead - thanks to a helpful Diaz shove in the backside that sends her galloping gracelessly across the ring to a neutral corner. 

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  "STAY DOWN!" Sunny screams, tears running down her cheeks. "Dammit," she curses, grabbing Bell's shoulder and spinning her around. "I told you she wasn't ready; she needs more conditioning to get back in shape."

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  Diaz, staring down at Theron in shock, is late to pick up the count which reaches SEVEN before she's 'saved by the bell' - Bell pounding the ring apron with her open hand and screaming, "GET UP!" Theron propped up on one elbow, eyes glazed, looking around in confusion, narrowly avoids an ignominious KO end to her night!
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  Cat Bell snarls at Sunny, "You don't like the way I'm managing her? Then get the hell out of my face before I kick your slutty ass into next week!" Then Cat scrambles thru the ropes, grabs her downed fighter's wrists and drags her back to her stool. She breaks an ammonia cap under Charlize's nose, splashes ice water on her face and it runs down her heaving chest, bringing her nipples 'en pointe' instantly. While Charlize numbly massages her aching thighs, Bell kneels between Theron's thighs, waving the ammonia cap under her nose and talking to her; trying to bring her back before the bell.
  Charlize looks up with glazed eyes and mumbles, "Wherrz Sunny?" 

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  Bell glances around and doesn't see her. She says, "I don't know. But you don't need her help. Who knows, maybe Jolie called and she went running back to her. Forget that cunt and fight your fight."

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  Across the ring, Liz Hurley grins and trades 'hi-fives' with Catherine Zeta-Jones as Rhona flops panting on her stool, wincing in body pain but looking confident. "She's all yours," Catherine tells Rhona.

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  Round 5: 

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  Charlize swaying unsteadily on her feet as she stands for the bell, still not totally recovered from the violent knockdown. Rhona out of her corner, circling predatorily, showing leggy movement and a stiff jab she'd kept under wraps until now. Then, as if they hear a silent whistle - both stop and a brawl breaks out mid-ring! They're not throwing wild bombs, they're exchanging jabs, hooks, crosses with rapid upper body movement - and neither is backing off! Both land - and miss - thunderous 'go home' punches as damage is taken in equal measure. First, one opens up as the other covers; then they trade roles. Neither appears able to escalate; neither willing to back down. At close range, it's a torrid body battle and with each trying to protect her face, allowing unimpeded punches to plow into vulnerable boobs, exposed bellies and ribs. End of the second minute, Theron groans and takes her first staggering step backward - then counters with an uppercut that catches Rhona leaning forward; buckling brunette knees! They fall into a bearhug; strong legs struggling to maintain position as they dig short, hard, shots to the others flank. The fight bogs down as they do a rough dance; stumbling, pushing, shoving; each trying to out muscle the other. The crowd restless and fans call to their favorite; imploring her to hurt the other...egging her to fight harder; more viciously; more violently... to impose her will! This kind of fight isn't Charlize's forte, nor is it to her liking and, finally, she has to break it off. Grabbing Mitra up high, Theron wrestles in an upright clinch; her dancer's legs straining as womanly hips twist and thrust against each other. Rhona's bulging breasts flatten against Theron's perky peaks as with the advantageous inside arm position as they struggle, she hammers punches to Theron's belly with her left; then her right. Charlize's response is audible groans she tries to free herself from Rhona's grasp. But whenever she almost manages to wriggle free, Rhona clamps down tighter; maneuvering Theron back into a corner where she unleashes yet another knee to that right thigh, followed by a flurry of body punches...lefts to the chest, rights to the chin, then more straight power punches to her aging blond body. Theron doesn't look hurt so much as "smothered" and she can't get off with either hand. Another Mitra left smashes Theron's right breast flat and, open-mouthed with pain, Charlize folds inward. Rhona goes low again, pounding another hard right up into Theron's softening paunch - wringing another bleat of pain and frantic attempts to clinch from the blonde! 

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  Theron always seems to be a beat behind Mitra's tune, unable to catch up. Charlize, in desperation, wraps up Mitra but Rhona doesn't stop thumping her body with one hand while holding her with the other! Theron looking over Mitra's shoulder at referee Diaz for help, but there's none in that quarter. Charlize tries to spin out and makes it halfway before Rhona slaps leather on Theron's backside, steps with her and then spins her back around by the elbow; drilling another straight right to the chest that pancakes that tender breast meat. Theron instinctively grabs her breast as a left CRACKS her in the back of the head - which finally brings Diaz in at last to pull Mitra off Theron...and gives Charlize a 'standing eight'!

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  Theron on her feet, moving a safe distance away as Mitra gestures 'c'mere' and screams, "Fight, dammit!" Charlize takes the bait and they come together again. With time running down, Rhona fakes low. Theron flinches and eats a right to the face! With Theron's butt stuffed in the corner again, Mitra is pushing and punching; punching and pushing; digging elbows into Charlize's breasts as she sweeps her fists back and forth, criss-crossing Charlize's tormented torso. Theron, gloves up, tries to form a protective shell but Rhona gives her another knee at the bell! When it rings Charlize relaxes - and Rhona nails her breast again, then skips away laughing - leaving Theron fuming and fussing at referee Diaz; embarrassed at being out-punched so badly for the last two minutes. Charlize' body language, as she slumps on her stool with her head down, says 'I'm tired and discouraged' by the one-sided beating she's getting from the younger brunette over the last couple of rounds.
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  Charlize tries to get in Diaz' face to complain, but Cat Bell pulls her away and back to her corner. She shoves her butt down on the stool, shoves in ice pack up under her tee-shirt over her breast, then goes to work trying to stop the bleeding over her left eye. 

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  Theron blinks, looks around and asks, "Hey, where's Sunny? Wasn't she here before?" 

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  Bell snaps, "Who knows and who the fook cares. You don't need 'Ms. Gloom And Doom' her bringing you down every round."

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  Meanwhile, Liz and Catherine are each straddling one of Rhona's thighs, leaning over and whispering in both ears at the same time. Their advice is pretty much the same - although in stereo - "Get her tits!"
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• Round 6: 

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  Theron, having regrouped in her corner during the break, is on her feet before the bell, flexing her leg, nodding to acknowledge a bit of last-second advice from a concerned Cat Bell. Despite her eagerness to re-establish her dominance, Charlize unable to close with Mitra due to her weakened right leg. Mitra easily keeps her distance; plucking at Theron's eyebrows with a flicking left; right cocked, ready to unleash at the first opportunity. Rhona able to close the distance on her own terms, using her nimble feet to turn Charlize, then duck inside to put hands on Theron's body before Charlize can get set. Theron pumping the jab, retreating in good order, but having trouble with lateral movement. Luring Mitra forward... SHE'S HURT! A Theron right staggers Mitra who turtles behind ear-muffed gloves. Theron pulls Rhona's gloves down with her left, comes over the top with a big right and...
  DOWN GOES MITRA! Rhona sent skidding on her butt by a thunderclap right hand less than a minute into the round! A cut over Mitra's left eye dripping blood into the eye as she stands; pawing at it with her left glove as she backs away in retreat. Theron hobbling after; gimlet-eyed; targeting that eye with another sweeping right that lands high on Rhona's head, shaking her to her foundation! Theron throwing bombs with both hands with Mitra in retreat; head-hunting. THERON GOES DOWN! Theron leans in on the follow-thru and is caught flush with a Mitra right as Rhona drops her right foot, leans away, then turns back into a right cross that catches ALL of Charlize's jaw. Theron nose-dives into the canvas and bounces up to all fours as Rhona turns away, grinning at the shell-shocked expression on Cat Bell's face in Charlize's corner! Theron crawling around looking for her mouthpiece, almost doesn't make the count but just rises in time. Her mouthguard accidentally kicked out of the ring by someone, buys Theron a break while Diaz takes her to her corner for a replacement. The extra seconds make the difference as Charlize is able to defend herself - with difficulty. Not a lot of action as Charlize ties up Rhona whenever she can; both girls thumping the body with short, choppy, inside work as they stumble and stagger, embracing one another in a slo-mo dance. 

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  Finally, Mitra is able to untangle her right hand and comes up over the top to cuff Charlize's left ear, then jerks her left arm from under Theron's right armpit and shoves Charlize away. Charlize sags to the ropes, butt on middle strand, as Mitra tee's off! Theron twisting and turning; gloves at her cheeks, elbows tucked into her chest as Mitra goes head-hunting. Several flurries prove futile, so Rhona changes tactics, stepping back, dropping her hands and gesturing to Theron, "c'mon out and fight." Charlize takes her time, collecting herself before she takes a step forward...and runs into a brunette buzz saw!
  Mitra throws herself on Theron, leaping in and throwing a wild, sweeping, right in mid-flight that catches the wrong-footed Charlize by surprise. Rocked by the hard punch, Theron is spun and careens headfirst into the ropes; both arms draped over the middle strand. Rhona gives Charlize a kick in the ass that leaves her draped dangerously over the middle rope, teetering half in and half out of the ring. The referee grabs Charlize' hips and pulls her back into the ring, then turns to give Mitra a finger-wag warning while Charlize slumps back on the ropes; her unfocused eyes blinking in bewilderment. The referee points Mitra to the far corner, then turns and gives Charlize a 'standing eight'! 

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  Theron swaying as the referee makes the count, then lifts her gloves and nods numbly when asked, "OK?" Diaz isn't convinced, but steps away with a shrug and waves to Rhona; giving her permission to resume. Mitra pouncing like a cat; springing forward; driving a straight right between Theron's unfocused eyes; then a right sharp up inside, digging in between those tight, tasty, titties! Charlize rocked back on her heels; arms windmilling; then stumbles forward into another belly-to-belly clinch; arms wrapped about Mitra's neck; embracing her cheek-to-cheek. Rhona hup-hup-hupping inside; gutting the taller blonde; hard body abuse with either fist shooting Theron's hips back as she desperately clings up top!

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  Theron's knees are buckled by a one-two low into that softening belly; Char's mouthpiece spit out over Mitra' left shoulder. Charlize grappling frantically, pulling Rhona into a side headlock; whirling her around and hip-tossing her to the mat. Referee Diaz in, pushing Theron back; waving her arms, ruling it 'no knockdown'....then warning Charlize about wrestling. Chastened, Charlize nods. Diaz retrieves her mouthpiece, wipes it on her shirt and slaps it back in Charlize's mouth. Theron rushes Rhona, tackles her and drives her back into the ropes! Mitra quickly reversing; slams a forearm under Theron's chin, bending her back over the top rope, then hammers a heavy right low to Charlize's belly, doubling her over; knees buckling. Rhona props her up with a forearm to the bra, levering her upright, then WHAP-THWAP-WHAP-THWAP... Rhona shoeshines those Oscar-worthy puppies with a criss-cross, open-handed, bitch-slapping, that has the Oscar winner in tears. 

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  Again Theron desperately tries to clinch but Mitra takes advantage, pummeling Charlize's body with either fist; pounding her torso like the slab of beef in 'Rocky' as Theron, hugging her battered torso, Theron slowly slumps to her knees just as the bell rings!
  * * * *
  Her knees knocking; cheeks flushed; huffing and puffing like an olde time steam engine, Charlize drags herself to her feet and stumbles toward her corner while Mitra whirls away and struts to her corner, arms raised. Charlize trudges melancholy, arms dangling limp at her sides, to her stool where trainer Cat Bell stands hands-on-hips; face red with angry, helpless, frustration.

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  Charlize slithers sideways onto her stool, then leans forward; elbows on knees as Cat squats in front of her and goes to work trying to slow, if not stop, the bleeding. Again, Charlize slowly looks around, then back to Bell and asks, "What happened to Sunny?"

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  Like before, Bell gives her a version of the same answer, "Don't worry about McFukkinKay, you and me, we don't need her. She's a damn cancer, every time she's in your life just causes problems. Forget her and get your head in the fight!"

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  In the other corner, an ecstatic Hurley claps Mitra on the shoulder and hugs her, hissing in her ear, "You got her ready to fold. Put it to her this next round and we'll go back to the hotel and party!"

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  Mitra looks up, smiles and winks, then slaps her gloves together eagerly and nods. 

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  Round 7:
  Charlize is a confused and distracted fighter starting the seventh. Nothing she's tried has worked; Rhona has soaked up her bombs; out-boxed her and out-slugged her. Theron's tired and hurt - but she's been in this position many times before and prevailed. Spitting out her water, Charlize takes a deep, gulping, breath and stands; glaring at Mitra across the ring...determined to do it one more time!

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  Theron takes one step out of her corner - and Rhona's right on top of her again! Theron gets her guard up a split-second too late and eats a stiff right lead that snaps her head. The big blonde goes into retreat with Rhona chasing; furiously swinging as she bares down. Charlize has her gloves up for protection, but Rhona's quicker; her legs faster and Mitra corners her at the ropes. A roughhouse shoe-shine of her boobs freezes Theron in a protective shell and Rhona tees off. Slapping down Theron's blocking hands, Rhona rocks her with an overhand right. Charlize desperately tries to punch her way off the ropes - and eats another teeth-rattling right that shuts down her attempt at offense. Rhona goes low! Charlize's knees buckle and she falls forward into a hip-hugging clinch. They wrestle in a tangle of writhing arms and legs that ends when Mitra heaves Charlize upright and shoves her back with a double straight arm. Charlize staggering off balance backs awkwardly into the corner with Mitra swarming. Charlize tries to wrap her up, but Rhona leans on top of her and Theron grabs her round the neck; pulls her head down. In that position, Rhona takes what she can...and it's Theron's thighs! With her forehead in Theron's belly, Mitra pounds Theron's thighs with both fists. One shot rides up the inside of Charlize's right thigh and Mitra's buries itself in the blonde's 'middle' and, with a groan, the big blonde's upper body folds forward over her tormentor's shoulders.

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  Referee Diaz's seen enough and she steps in to break it up...pulling Mitra by the hips from under Theron who all but collapses with her support gone; sitting back on the middle turnbuckle in the corner rubbing her numb thighs while Mitra dances left and then right, trying to get around the lecturing Cam to get at the aching Theron who has turned her left side to them; panting - and frankly looking like she's had enough! But there's still more than a minute left in the round - though it seems it's been a long time since Theron's thrown a punch! Charlize wisely uses Diaz to block Rhona as she hobbles out of the corner with Mitra hustling around to cut her off in 'stalk mode'. Theron trying to keep the distance but as she tries a cross over step, her weary legs betray her and she almost falls; grabbing the top rope to keep herself upright. 

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  She's defenseless when Rhona arrives to do more damage! Charlize cringes as Rhona rains punches down on all things Theron. Then, in a shocking action, Charlize actually turns her back! Mitra, shocked briefly, then starts bongo-beating Theron's ass to hoots of derision from some - and boos from the rest. The bell rings with Theron's back to Mitra who is smacking and cuffing the back of her head as the blonde's folded headfirst over the middle rope. Diaz grabs Mitra for the second time and pulls her away as Theron crumples to her knees, then sits back on her haunches; her head bowed; disheveled golden hair cascading over her flushed face. Some say she was crying when Cat Bell reached her and knelt next to her, leaning in to whisper, "OK, that's it! Plan B was running and that didn't work. I'm tossing in the towel before she really lays you out...or worse, hurts you!"

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  With Cat's lips beside Charlize's ear the crowd nose drowned out whatever she's said, but everyone at ringside swore they heard Theron gasp, "NO!"
  Charlize slaps Bell's hand from her arm as she tries to help her to her feet, manages to pull herself up after a couple of attempts and shuffles weary and wobbly to her corner as Theron's fans stand to cheer their brave favorite's grit...which ended in a shocked gasp as, reaching her corner, she nearly toppled over backward off her stool when she tried to sit.

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  Rhona's looking pretty exhausted too, having spent the last round chasing - and beating - Charlize all around the ring. 

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  * * * *
  Rhona looking weary in her corner, but there's no doubt she won the round handily. Even with her high punch rate - and landing nearly every punch she threw - she still couldn't put the big blonde down - much less stop her! Bell working frantically with smelling salts to revive Theron who keeps rubbing her thighs and shaking her legs as if they're troubling her. 

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  Theron slumped on her stool, shaking her head as Bell snarls angry instructions in her ear; her finger wagging under Theron's nose as she imparts wisdom. Charlize takes a deep breath, wincing in pain, then blinking looks around and asks Cat, "Where's...Sunny?"
  Bell tells Charlize, "Will you please just forget her and focus on winning this fight. Stop asking about the bitch; she probably went crawling back to Jolie's bed again. Look, you put this bimbo away and you and me will go looking for your precious Sunny. I can't wait to get my hands on her..."
  Theron's still sitting and staring off into the distance when the warning buzzer for the eighth round sounds. It takes Bell's hand on her butt to get Theron on her feet to answer the bell!
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• Round 8:
  Theron comes out to start the 8th planning to retake control; but backing away as Rhona bares down on her intending to finish off her for good. Charlize acts almost like she's about to run as, with her first swing, Rhona over commits as she bore in, leaving herself wide open trying to land the one big shot that will at least keep Charlize from escaping. Charlize strikes as she lands another of the big right hands that put Rhona down in the first. This one doesn't land with the same power the big blond had when she was fresh, but still it stuns Rhona, which allows Charlize to go onto offense. She hammers Rhona with an uppercut that rattles her and Rhona goes into a shell; hoping to wait out Charlize and let the rebellion blow itself out. Charlize batters Mitra clear across the ring; her fans on their feet screaming. With her back on the ropes, Rhona clinches and again uses a knee to Charlize's cramping thigh as she wraps her up in a bearhug so she can't free her arms to punch. They grapple wearily along the ropes until Rhona manages to reverse positions, showing she's the one with the real muscles at this point in the fight. 

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  Charlize almost trips as her aching legs betray her; her feet get crossed up and she almost falls trying to spin off the ropes. She's no longer clinging to Rhona, instead just fighting to stay on her feet when she and Mitra crash together and their legs tangle. As Charlize falls, she pulls Rhona down on top of her; landing flat on her back, breathless and stunned as head bounces on the mat. Theron lays under Rhona, her arms splayed out to the sides with Rhona full length on top of her. Rhona starts climbing to sit up as she does, Rhona's all knees and elbows into Charlize's thighs and breasts!
  Charlize is groaning and gasping for air, able to do little else but grunt and groan; her fans are going crazy, screaming their protests with Theron's corner women leading the outraged cries.

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  But Diaz seems indifferent, not showing any interest until Rhona is sitting upright astride Charlize's heaving chest, her arms pinned under her knees as she draws back preparing to blast Theron's unprotected face with both fists! THWAP! SMACK! Rhona lands a couple of half-hearted cuffing blows before Diaz finally moves in, grabbing Rhona under the arms and pulling her off the blonde.

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  Charlize shows some sign of life, trying to kick Rhona - but then she grabs her left leg - which had taken the brunt on the kneeing - and rolls over, slowly struggling to all fours; her head bowed; hair hiding her face. She grabs the ropes to haul herself up, but collapses when her hand slips off the ropes as she tries to get to her feet. 

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  Meanwhile, Rhona is getting an earful from Diaz, giving Charlize extra time to get herself together. She's not taking any guff from Diaz, telling her, "Either stop the fight and award me the TKO or get the hell outta the way let me finish her!"
  Diaz tells Mitra she's deducting a couple points but Rhona blows her off, responding, "Points? I don't need no stinkin' points! Lemme at her..."
  Cameron comes over to check out Charlize while Rhona turns and plays to the crowd. Theron is a weary, beat-up mess as she stands swaying unsteadily; her torn top dangling from one shoulder, her exposed breast red and raw with angry bruising showing the effectiveness of Rhona's 'bosom busting' strategy.
  Cameron reaches up offering to try and fix her top, but Charlize just pushes her away. She's hurt, but she's really angry too, so Cameron simply washes her hands of the matter (ala Pontius Pilot) and motions them to fight. Rhona is quickly on her way over to finish Charlize who takes a couple of unsteady steps out of the corner, then stops and as Rhona pauses to ponder her next move, Charlize's legs go into reverse and she retreats back into the corner. There, she sits back on the turnbuckle and crouches, apparently ready to meet her end.

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  When Charlize 'sags back' into the corner, many at ringside - including Liz Hurley and Catherine Zeta Jones in Mitra's corner - told interviewers later they could, "...read 'give-up' in her eyes." 

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  While Theron's body had stopped fighting, her brain still wants to fight; but her limbs simply can't, or won't, respond to its commands. The blonde has nothing left and Rhona quickly batters her to the canvas; just having her way with her. When Charlize tries to get her guard up, Rhona just slaps her gloves down and hammers away at her body; working her way up from her abs to her breasts and finishing off with a left-right-left to the head that leaves Theron limp in the corner with her arms dangling at her sides and her head lolling back over the top turnbuckle. 

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  Cat knows it's over and throws in the towel, but Cameron's back is turned, and she doesn't see it at first. When she does, she just kicks it out of the ring, steps back and lets Rhona continue.

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  Theron never saw the Mitra right hand that ended her night as Rhona leans in with her full weight behind it, dropping it flush on Charlize's jaw. Theron crashes backward into the ropes, her head hitting the bottom strand, snapping up violently, then she goes limp and puddles on the canvas, her head bouncing one last time THUD! 

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  Nobody expects Charlize Theron to get up and they aren't shocked that she doesn't! She lays unmoving for several minutes after Diaz waves her arms overhead signaling the end of the fight. While Bell and the doctor hover over Theron, Mitra stands in her corner, watching; grinning and chatting calmly with reporters at ringside while Catherine Zeta Jones removes her gloves.
  * * * * * *
  "It was a lot easier than I expected," Rhona brags to Liz Hurley while Cam Diaz and Cat Bell roll Charlize onto her back and Cat tries to get her to sit up. Rhona leans out through the ropes, grabs a pint cup of Guinness from a passing concessionaire, then turns and strides purposefully over to the shell-shocked blonde Oscar winner who is sitting up, groggy and barely conscious in a blond daze. 

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  Seeing Mitra heading their way, Cat gets to her feet and steps forward, hands out in front of her in a plea for mercy. Mitra shakes her head as she elbows Cat in the chest, brushing her aside. Cat gives a grunt of pain as she doubles over and Mitra, as she's striding past the winded brunette, puts a hand on Cat's head and shoves her. Cat staggers several feet, then trips and goes down hard on her butt, her legs flying up as she rolls onto her back...giving everyone a glimpse of her tawdry, bright red, thong! 

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  As Rhona bulls her way past Bell, Liz Hurley and Catherine Zeta-Jones are right behind her. Cat tries to get up, but Liz gives her a knee in the chest, knocking her back down. Zeta-Jones stomps on her, driving the air from her lungs. As Bell writhes in oxygen debt agony, Liz straddles her chest, pinning her arms to the canvas and Zeta-Jones straddles Cat's thighs, immobilizing her legs. 

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  Cameron Diaz arrives with a copy of the fight contract; wads it up; then shoves it down into Bell's over-flowing bra. "Read the fine print, Pussycat!" Diaz hisses. "You girls wanted a walk... or didn't she tell you? My job is to enforce the letter of the contract, Bell. You either get outta the ring or I'll have Hurley - and anybody else who wants a piece of you - do it for me. What'll it be?"

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  Meekly, Cat says, "I'll go." 

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  The two Brit beauties get up. Cat digs into her cleavage, pulls out the contract, then crawls out of the ring with Hurley and Zeta-Jones looming over her to ensure her retreat. Once on the arena floor, Cat flattens the paper and...after retrieving her reading glasses from her purse....reads it. Even then, the "fine print" is a little blurry but she can make out that it does, "...guarantee the winner an opportunity to pleasure herself with the loser."

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  Cat's heart sinks when she realizes the contract doesn't limit the winner to a 'walk of shame' but is open-ended in exactly what it does - or doesn't - allow! She vaguely recalls Charlize wanted "something in the contract" and had been so confident she'd walk Rhona that she'd boasted to a reporter before the fight, "It's something I want; to show Hollywood I've still got what it takes to make youngsters shiver in their boots." Now, Cat was the one shivering as she looked at her beaten girlfriend laying crumpled in the ring; her shoulders held off the mat by the bottom rope; her chin on her chest; her left foot tucked under her right knee; her right leg straight out in front of her. Her eyes are glazed, unfocused; clearly she has no idea where she is or what's happening - a situation Rhone would remedy by showing the shattered blonde she's not only 'the biggest loser' but that her situation is about to become even more dire in a second!

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  While Hurley and Zeta-Jones lurk in the corner above Cat Bell, Cameron Diaz paces back and forth behind Mitra, keeping one eye peeled for Theron's friends or fans who may try to make trouble; the other eye on her fellow blond...although hair color and cup size apart, Cam and Charlize have little in common.

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  Rhona slowly drizzles the cold, black, Guinness over Theron's stretched out body, starting at her crotch and dribbling the icy brew up her tummy, finishing by thoroughly soaking her already near-to-transparent top. The ice cold bath quickly brings Theron yelping back to consciousness and as she sits up blinking and slowly looks around uncomprehendingly, Rhona grabs her left arm and a fistful of Golden hair and tries to pull her to her feet for 'the walk.' 

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  "UNNNHHH...grrrrr! Damn. Talk about 'dead weight'. I'm glad we weren't wrestling, 'fat ass'." It's a struggle, but Rhona finally gets the dazed, disoriented, and defeated blonde upright and watches grinning as she staggers on unsteady, rubbery, legs. "Come on Sleeping Beauty," Rhona laughs. "The real 'evil queen' is in charge. Let's go for your walk so you can meet and greet your fans...well, those who haven't already beat feet for the exit to avoid the traffic, that is," she guffaws.

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  Cat is still in shock from what's happened. No one saw this coming, least of all Cat who had pressed Charlize to take the fight as a 'tune-up', thinking Rhona would be 'a place holder' setting up Charlize's next big-money fight! By the time Cat found the clause in the contract, Rhona had the dazed Theron on her feet and pulled her clear across the ring; far away from Bell should she want to interfere with her "walk."

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  When Rhona grabs Charlize's wrist and tries to pull her to her feet, Theron struggles; muttering and mumbling "no....no....I can't..." At first, Mitra things she's talking about the Walk of Shame, but it's not until Charlize blubbers, "I can't go back...don't make me go out...I...I...I wanna quit..." and breaks down sobbing, that she realizes Charlize thinks the fight is still on and wants to throw in the towel.

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  Chuckling, Rhona slaps her several times, snapping her back to a state of semi-coherence, then says, "OK Charlize, you don't have to go back and face that mean, tough, brunette. Here, let's get you on your feet." 

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  Rhona reaches down, grabs Charlize's left elbow with one hand, and the back of her bikini bottom with the other, then jerks the tall blond to her feet. Theron lets out a squeal of pain as her suit cuts into the V of her pussy, then has to lean on Mitra for support as she takes a few unsteady, wobbly, steps. With a hand on Theron's butt, Rhona guides the battered blond on an ungainly "stagger of shame" once around the ring as boos and catcalls rain down on them both.

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  Catherine Zeta-Jones looks at Cat Bell watching misty eyed as her lover is humiliated and tells Liz Hurley, "Get down there with Bell," she jerks her thumb toward the brunette on the floor. "Looks like she could use a shoulder to cry on." 

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  Liz sighs, hikes up her dress and lifts her leg thru the ropes, then carefully totters down the steps to join Bell ringside. Zeta-Jones remains in the ring to watch Mitra's back. Diaz leans on the turnbuckle in the opposite corner, watching with interest to see what Mitra will do next.

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  Rhona turns Charlize around facing Cat Bell, then pushes her head and shoulders forward over the top rope, holding her in position with a handful of hair as she rips open the back of Charlize's 'Supergirl' top. The stretchy material falls open, sliding down over her broad shoulders until the two halves of the torn shirt are limp at her elbows. Charlize tries to cover her breasts, but a hard SMACK on the butt and a hissed, "NO!" from Mitra stops her. Charlize submissively drops her arms to her sides. 

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  Rhona reaches around grabs the tattered top between the breasts and pulls it down both arms, then tosses it to Liz Hurley who's standing with Bell at ringside. Rhona pins Charlize body on the ropes, the covered metal strands bisecting her bare breasts. She has Catherine hold her while Rhona leans through the ropes to take the golden, Wonder Woman lasso she'd carried to the ring before the match from Hurley. 

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  Mitra pulls Theron's right hand back and ties it to her wrist, then pulls her left hand back, crosses it over her right, and binds them together with the golden lasso. As she pulls the knot tight, Rhona braces her knee on Theron's butt for leverage. Throughout, Charlize doesn't say a word or do anything to resist. It's as if all the resistance had been beaten out of her!

• 
  Rhona again starts jerking Theron around the ring. But Charlize's legs still aren't working well and she stumbles. Without Rhona beside her for support, she falls - which just pisses Rhona off! Mitra starts dragging the blonde over the canvas by the hair; stopping to kick her in the ass several times...literally, wiping up the ring with her! After making a second triumphal circuit of the 'squared circle' Rhona drops Charlize head on the mat with a THUMP. As Charlize lays at Rhona's feet, her hands securely bound behind her; the blonde's body is shaking, quaking and shuddering - partly because she's crying raggedly, but (perhaps) a little of it caused by fear.
  (continue to the end.

•  

• Winking at Hurley, Mitra kneels beside Charlize, grabs the hips of her bikini bottom, and sloooooooowly pulls it down; over her wide hips; across the expanse of her pale, soft, bulbous bottom; then down her thighs; past her knees; to her ankles. Pulling up on the bikini bottom, Rhona lifts Charlize's limp legs and then WHISKS it off over her feet, letting her legs drop THUD-THUD on the matting. Rhona rises to one knee and then....SPLAT...throws Charlize's sweat moist bottom right in the stunned face of Cat Bell! SPLAT! The wad of wet underwear hits the cement floor at Cat's feet; the shocked brunette standing immobile, her face a blank mask. At her side, Liz Hurley leans in, gives her a pat on the ass and whispers, "Oh, my darling Pussy Cat...it's only just beginning."

• 
  Rhona straddles the small of Charlize's back, facing her firm, round, bottom, then slowly runs her hands over the smooth, broad, expanse of flawless female flesh. Then she raises both hands overhead, her fingers pointed toward the heavens, and brings them both down as one. SMACK,SMACK! Her open palms slam into Theron's ass cheeks, the flesh mushrooming, then rippling down the backs of her thighs. Rhona begins a slow, rhythmic, bongo beat....one hand, the other; one hand, the other; over and over it goes on. Charlize's pale butt cheeks turn rosy, then pink, then red under the relentless drumbeat of Rhona's hands. 

• 
  Charlize lifts her head, her disheveled blond hair covering her face; she shakes her head from side to side in a silent plea as Rhona's rhythmic spanking goes on and on and on! Theron's long legs lift off the mat, her feet weakly kicking the air; her hips bucking with every impact that flattens the flesh of her soft butt. After several minutes, a long, low, keening wail echoes in the silenced arena as Charlize Theron howls in pain at the relentless butt beating she's being forced to endure at Mitra's hands. 

• 
  At ringside, Cat Bell tries to climb the ring steps into the ring to put a stop to the abuse, but Cam Diaz runs across the ring and slides under the bottom rope, kicking Bell in the chest and knocking her back into Hurley who wraps her up from behind, trapping her arms at her sides.
  Diaz jumps down to he floor and rips Bell's blouse open, tugs down her bra and goes to work mauling, fondling and abusing Cat Bell's proud D-cup breasts. While Cam attacks Bell's breasts, Hurley goes to her knees in front of Cat and pushes her head up under Cat's dress. Cat's red thong slides down her legs and she leans back, her head on Diaz' shoulder as Liz's head bobs slowly. All the while, Diaz has her arms wrapped around Bell from behind, manually stimulating her breasts as she forces her to watch Mitra paddle Charlize.

• 
  In the end, Cat Bell climaxes at ringside from the dual attacks on her body while being forced to watch Theron's caboose be hand spanked. Shortly after Cat lets out an orgasmic scream, Charlize also climaxes from the erotic sensation of a public spanking...aided by a couple of Mitra's finger strokes of her clit while her hips were conveniently bucking up and down. 

• 
  With Bell wilted on her knees at ringside, and Charlize spread out on her belly in a puddle of her own making, Diaz and Hurley hug, then kiss at ringside. Mitra stands up over Theron's limp, drained, body, and used her foot to roll Charlize onto her back, her arms and legs limp and spread-eagled.
  Rhona plants a boot on one of Charlize's breasts as she poses for photos as Zeta-Jones pulls out her cellphone camera to record her triumph. Liz Hurley joins her in the ring, frantically elbowing people out of the way so she can get into the picture; horning in on Rhona's moment of victory!

• 
  Taking a microphone offered by the ringside commentator, Rhona launches into a long commentary about the superiority of "the brunette species"; the danger posed by global warming; and the inherent problems of the 'fiscal cliff', budgetary insufficiency and the debt ceiling as it pertains to the entertainment industry. Each dire warning is met with cheers and thunderous applause from the crowd (which Mitra by how holds firmly in her hands).
  Rhona concludes with jokes about Supergirl, as she rubs her foot on the abused and helpless Theron's chest! Bending over the still dazed and totally disoriented blonde, Rhona cupped her own breasts and shook them slowly as Theron stared up, her expression blank and uncomprehendingly.

• 
  Mitra cooed, "Supergirl, I got Kryptonite right here, blondie!"

• 
  From ringside, Yvonne Strahovski yells, "Hell, you didn't need Kryptonite...not with those fake jugs. Silicon works just as well, it seems."

• 
  Rhona whirls and points at Yvonne as she snarls, "Careful Hotski-Totski; you could be next, big mouth!" Then she uses that as an excuse to "punish" Charlize with still more abuse... using the end of the lasso not binding Theron's wrists to whiplash her bare breasts until she's screaming!

• 
  Just then, there's a commotion at ringside as a doctor - at least he's wearing a white doctor's coat and has a stethoscope around his neck - accompanied by three 'nurses'; the first a slim blonde, the second a short, busty, blond and the third a thick black woman with an immense bosom! The last two are pushing a gurney.

• 
  While the 'doctor' climbs into the ring, the slim blonde stops to hand Diaz an envelope. Cam opens it, peeks inside and nods to the blond who scrambles into the ring, hurries to Theron and kneels, lifting her teary head onto her lap and caressing her cheeks while the doctor holds the stethoscope to Charlize's bare chest, running his hands around, over, under and back and forth across her breasts.

• 
  "What the hell is this?" Mitra screams. "I'm not finished with her yet!"

• 
  "I'm a medical doctor," the man exclaims pompously, "not a miracle worker. The woman's in cardiac distress; her heart rate is dangerously rapid."
  "YOU QUACK!" Hurley yells. "YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE STETHOSCOPE IN YOUR EARS. HOW CAN YOU HEAR HER HEART...OR ANYTHING ELSE?"
  He looks up and shows her his palms, "I have the hands of a surgeon, I don't need no stinkin' stethoscope."

• 
  By now, Nurse Sunny McKay - for that's the name of the blond nurse - has untied Theron and is helping the two other nurses to slide her body out under the ring ropes onto the gurney. As the two 'nurses' start to wheel Theron away, Nurse Sunny stops to 'examine' Cat Bell who is still on her knees, red-faced and panting. Sunny roughly grabs Cat's heaving breasts in both hands and gives them a couple of hard squeezes. 

• 
  "You'd better put something on those, dearie..." she purrs. "...like your clothes. Before you catch your death. That much exposed skin can attract a very dangerous element," she adds, her lip curling in a sneer as she glares at Cam Diaz grinning face.

• 
  "Don't you worry your pretty little empty head about Miss 'Big Boobs' Bell," Catherine Zeta-Jones assures Sunny. "Liz and I have that problem well in hand." She flashes her 'claws' at Sunny who jumps back just in time to avoid having her perky breasts exposed. 

• 
  "Time to run. Toodle-ooo," Sunny says wagging her fingers 'bye-bye' at Cam and the brunettes as she turns to jog after the gurney. "Oh, Doctor Bruce, Danni, Barocca...WAIT FOR ME!"

• 
  On the way up the aisle, the medical team passes a gaggle of part-time security guards who are on their way to the ring to restore order. Cam Diaz tucks the envelope full of money in her belt, waves to Liz and Rhona and mutters, "Well, it looks like my work here is done. You ladies enjoy the rest of your evening with 'Boob-a-rella' here," she gestures vaguely in the direction of the still dazed Cat Bell. "I'm sure the three of you can swap stories about all the wonderful blondes in your lives."
  * * * * * *
  AFTER (in Theron's dressing room):

• 
  'Doctor' Jack Bruce is arguing with 'nurse' Sunny McKay and 'nurse' Danni Ashe. 

• 
  "I need to give her a full body exam, including a pelvic," he says, trying to maneuver around 'nurse' Barocca who is blocking him with her impressive body. No matter which way he turns to try and get around her, she moves to keep herself between him and his 'patient'. 

• 
  "You idiot," Sunny says, exasperated. "I told you you're supposed to 'play' a doctor, you're not a real doctor. Look, I don't care how many medical diplomas you have with your name on them - those were just props for the porn movies you've been making for years. THEY'RE NOT REAL!"

• 
  "Besides," Danni Ashe says, running her hands up Charlize's thighs and spreading her legs apart. "I got the pelvic exam covered. Sunny promised me I get first shot at her, right Sunny?"

• 
  Red-faced, Sunny pushes Danni in the chest, filling her hands to overflowing with the blonds huge breasts. "I said no such thing, Danni. I told you, if she WON you got Mitra, that's all. So back off before I deck you both."

• 
  'Doctor' Jack Bruce and Danni both muttered and grumbled, but they moved aside so Sunny could lean over Charlize and check the welts, bruises and cuts on her face and chest. She was just getting into it, however, when the door flew open and an angry, and half-dressed, Cat Bell came storming in followed by several rent-a-cops. "Get those three porn actresses out of here...and I mean NOW!" Cat screamed, pointing at Sunny, Danni and Barocca.
  "What 'bout el medico?" asked a stocky little Latino with an accent almost as thick and lush as his mustache.

• 
  "I'll deal with him," Cat said, turning to Jack Bruce, grabbing him by his stethoscope, pulling him forward and kneeing him in the 'family jewels'. Jack went down squealing and started to crawl, slowly, out of the room. "Anybody else?" Cat asked as she slammed and locked the door behind the rapidly retreating security guards who were groping the three actresses in nurse costumes as they pushed them into the hall in front of them. 

• 
  "Jesus, Char," Cat moaned as she sat on the edge of the bench where Charlize lay. "This whole night has been a disaster of unmitigated proportions. This wasn't a loss, it's not even a 'bad' loss," she babbled. "It's a fukkin' DISASTER. Can you imagine when Righetti and Lively hear what happened? They'll either pull out of the negotiations because they don't see any percentage in fighting you...or they'll be falling all over themselves because they can't wait to kick your ass! Either way, the media's gonna have a field day. It makes me....I mean, us...look like a couple of clowns."

•  
  Cat's flipping out and has to confess to Theron what she's got her into... Charlize has regained her senses to the point of having second thoughts about fighting either Righetti or Lively after this fiasco. So she's understandably nervous when Cat's cellphone suddenly goes off. When Cat answers, she listens for a moment and then all the color drains out of her face. 

• 
  She covers the mouthpiece and tells Charlize, "It's Lively! She was here...at the fight...says if you ever want her, you gotta agree right now. She's already negotiating with Righetti and Strahovski and she says they all figure they don't need you any more; that you're 'old news - especially if you can't handle Rhona Mitra.' What do we do? Sign to fight Lively now, or wait and take our chances - maybe miss her, Strahovski AND Righetti?"

• 
  Theron can't make up her mind. "I don't know," she mumbles. "I can't think straight. The last thing I remember it was the second or third round..." Cat shakes her head and does what she always does, make the decision for Charlize. 

• 
  "You've got a deal," Cat says, then closes her phone with a firm CLACK! 

• 
  "What did you DO?" Charlize gasped.

• 
  "You have to fight her or back out and hope something better comes along," Cat tells her. Your poor performance tonight means you've risking becoming irrelevant in the welter picture. Now, at least you get a chance for redemption against Lively. Beat her and suddenly you're back on top again; the 'Golden Goddess', the 'top blond'."

• 
  Theron nods as if she understands. "I've never backed out of a fight before... I can't now. You did the right thing. Thanks, Cat." 

• 
  Cat nods, then admits, "I didn't have a choice. Lively said she's out of touch with her 'Wizard' and doesn't know how long before the little tyrant shows up again. She said this was, in her words, "...a one-time, take it or leave it, now or never, offer." She said she was dialing Righetti on her other phone and if she answered before I did...you were toast! So I took it..."
  
  THE END