Erin honey, you look like such a tramp in that tacky dress and docs. I’m actually pissing myself here looking over at you LOL Pathetic
I walk slowly towards the bitch.. The only sound that can be heard is the squelch of our adidas and doc martins as we tread the damp tarmac slowly towards one another with our eyes firmly locked on each other. Both of us have a mixture of emotions inside our bodies and they are about to explode in truly dramatic fashion!
We finally come face to face in the middle of the road.
The dumb Irish bitch thinks i look like a tramp, i can't help but sneer as we face each other, she looks like a bag full of spanners.
My nipples stiffen inside my bra, i flex my fingers, my eyes flash and narrow. Whatever we think of each other we are both eager to get this fight started.
I take one step forwards and as i bring my hands up i last out with my right Doc Martens clad foot, aimed right at the outside of your left knee, i also look to slam my left fist deep into your belly.
"C'mon bitch, i enjoy a hard fight...do you?"