An event in Canada had brought out some minor stars and Sarah Butler was one of them. She was a straight to video star of movies like FreeFall and I spit on your grave. She also had become a bigger star in the underground world. A crowd was around her and they were talking to her but close to Sarah's crowd was another crowd talking to someone else. She wondered who was receiving just a little more attention than her. The crowd's disappeared and Janet Montgomery was left there with Sarah a few feet away. Janet whose career started like her own but went a few steps above hers. “Hi.”
“Hi”
They looked at each other and both turned to the wall and were a couple feet apart the crowd saying it was hard to tell whose ass looked better in jeans “Congrats on beating Aubrey, she’s a tough bitch.” Janet said her feud with Aubrey Plaza was well documented
“Most people are more impressed with my beating Teresa Palmer. After all, how tough can Aubrey be,”
Sarah turned and walked sideways facing Janet and stopped in front of her their breasts slightly touching neither took their eyes off the other to look. “She lost to you.”
Sarah walked away from Janet who was standing shocked at what was just said, and a few people had noticed the interaction and asked who they thought would win that fight.
Later Sarah saw Janet standing talking to a few people and walked over. The people dispersed just leaving them side by side “I’m not here to start shit with you, not that I fear you or anything but we’re here for a celebration and get to know people.”
“Lovey, we count as people. You fought Aubrey and beat her, and we know someone else similar. I made Lyndsy Fonseca tap out” Janet did the same move as Sarah turned and walked sideways to face the American “She knocked you out didn’t she.” She walked leaving Sarah biting her lip and nodding her head.
After the night was over and festivities had, Janet got in the elevator and pressed her floor. There were two other people in at the time. Sarah Butler suddenly showed up stopping the door and got in she noticed her floor was already picked. Then she noticed Janet was in there as well the two looked away from each other satisfied with their previous interactions.
The Elevator went up a floor and it filled with people and Sarah and Janet found themselves shoulder to shoulder. Tension between them was tighter than the capacity in the elevator. They were in the middle of the elevator refusing to move their arms in any way whatsoever. In fact, they wouldn’t even glance at the other.
The elevator went up two more floors and everyone else left leaving just Janet and Sarah in the back shoulder to shoulder. They were apparently going to the same floor, which was three floors up, neither would move and would not speak to the other. This ordeal would be over soon enough why go further, it went up one floor and Sarah’s fingers twitched flicking Janet's so Janet flicked Sarah’s and now they had a sideway glare at the other.
Then the unthinkable happened as the elevator stopped moving between floors “Fuck” Janet let out.
“Do you have a problem with me?”
“I have a problem with getting stuck in elevators yeah so don’t make this about you.”
“No because everything's about Janet isn’t it. Can’t even admit your bigger issue is being in the same room as me.”
“You come at me get in my face and belittle a woman I’ve had five fights with, and this is about my issues with you. I think, no I know this is about whatever problem you have with me.”
Still they stood shoulder to shoulder taking turns flicking the other’s fingers. Five minutes and Sarah spoke again “You wanted my attention and I made a comment, but I made amends. Are you really going to say it was just you being nice you wanted to be the center of attention? Even though you claim not to want that its all you truly want”
“Fair enough I didn’t seek you out the first time we just ended up together. I made friendly conversation you made a statement to get under my skin. I didn't accept your apology if I was willing to throw in your face how I beat the woman that beat you.… I think I know your real problem with me though.”
Sarah turned and so did Janet so now they were facing each other “Let me tell you why I don’t like you. There’s no discernable difference between us, we both started in 08 we both went through the Horror genre, but you got starring roles on TV and even though I’m not jealous of that. It pisses me off that me and Fonseca have a great fight, but word is she only fought me because she couldn’t get you. I have been kicking ass in every movie in every fight in every guest star. You get more respect though, in movies in tv and I fight. Why is that? Why is it when I win a fight do, I have to hear how I would do against Janet Montgomery?”
The small breasted women found themselves very close to each other’s face. Both 5’6 of similar weight and physical shape “We did both start up similar, but I moved past it proved I could do more. I got a star role, but the show failed, I went back and worked my ass off got another show, but they picked a failure over my show. I earned my successes through taking as many unique roles as possible. Why have I gotten more than you, you are a decent actress I’m a great one. Its what bothers you about our careers you can’t blame your tits or your ass because I’m not exactly Lindsay Lohan or Britney Spears.”
"Talent is why you're better than me."
"I hate saying that because its a passive aggressive way of challenging someone."
"So is that it you're challenging me."
"Are you challenging me?"
"You mention talent and ..."
"You think I'd be passive aggressive when challenging you. No when I challenge someone they damn sure know it."
"So, you're not challenging me, good to know you recognize ..."
"Recognize. Recognize what exactly, do you believe I fear you and I recognize you would beat me?" Janet's eyebrows raised in disbelief "Now who is passive aggressively challenging the other woman."
"When I challenge another woman to a fight there is nothing passive about it. If I challenged, you Janet you would either fear the challenge or wish you feared it."
"I truly doubt that very much, I've seen fear in other women when I'm around and I don’t see that look in your eyes and I know the look isn't in my eyes."
"So, you aren't afraid of me?" Sarah said failing to hold back the smile as a smirk especially when Janet had the littlest nod of no.
"You also have no fear of me?" Sarah nodded no “Do you think you can beat me?" Sarah smiled and nodded yes.
"What about you, think you'd actually beat me." Janet smiled and neither woman realized it until now, but they were chest vs chest. "You haven't challenged me to a fight though."
Janet could feel Sarah's breathe on her lips and it felt great. "Have you challenged me?"
"So, we don't fear each other, we haven't challenged the other I guess there is one question left and my answer is Yeah I think I'd win the fight."
Janet's fingers twitched as she said "I think you will give me trouble but I would end up standing victorious." she felt Sarah's fingers tapping against hers both women were arms down palms out and because of their small chests they had gotten so close that their fingers were already itching to fight. Little scratches and flicks to the other woman’s hands "You are mistaken though Sarah there is one question left."
"What question is that?" Their fingers pressed tightly tighter together.
"Do you want to fight? Not picking the fight just asking do you want this fight."
"Yes, I want to fight. So, neither of us challenged the other or picked the fight but want to..." That comment lingered there, and fingers moved slightly and as if that was all they needed the fingers interlocked
Right legs stepped back, and they started to try and push the other woman back and after two minutes of hands down, shoulders tight against the other's they released with no progress made. They were in the same spot when they had been forced next to each other and it didn't seem either woman wanted to move and give the satisfaction of giving up the spot to the other.
They were breathing heavy both from that little struggle and the not fighting. "I always knew you were overrated." Sarah said
"That just proved that unlike others I'm not taking you lightly, so you aren't surprising me."
"You think that's why I've won just about every fight and nearly beat Lyndsy because no one took me serious."
"Do you think I care how I'm rated, if I'm challenged, I just go win."
"Unless its Rose Leslie."
Hands were locked again, and Sarah took a immediate advantage her right pushing Janet's left arm and twisting Janet's body. "And I'm better than Rose." Sarah said confidently.
Janet's right shook but she brought it inwards and the two women shifted their feet and spun with a bend in the spine so at one point their tits were angled toward the ceiling of the elevator. When they were back in proper position facing each other, Janet had their hands together and at Sarah's chest and was bending her wrists back.
"I had that bitch beaten but you I'm going to break your slut wrists unless you apologize for thinking you had a shot against me." Sarah opened her eyes and looked up and powered her way up exploding upwards she put all four arms over head.
The shock of the power shift also caused Janet to lose her footing and she was pushed into the elevator wall. Sarah was on her tip toes her tits over Janet's she kept trying to force Janet down. "There are leagues you belong in bitch, mine is not one."
Janet screamed and started to turn Sarah around, but Butler slammed her back getting a groan. Janet opened her eyes and the look in Sarah's eyes was something she was always told was how she looked when in a fight.
A look described as focused intensity, how a woman of their size can have this look that seems to multiply the fighting skill and strength. Something clicked in Janet as Sarah's words came through "You are good I'm better."
Her eyes changed and that caused a blink in Sarah. Janet got on her tip toes and pushed her chest into Sarah's and felt a little bend in Sarah's body and she pushed and twisted and slammed Sarah into the elevator wall to he left. They went from the middle of the rear panel from the door to the left side middle and Sarah groaned "What league is this you were talking of."