Six months ago I was knocked out by Maria Lopez midway through the 3rd round. It was called a TKO but I still lost. I was really hurting when I left the ring but don't remember much after that until the next morning. I had never been injured that badly in the ring before and I spent a couple of painful weeks but everything healed ok without any scars. My nose wasn't broken, just badly bruised. George and I weren't getting along that well but he stayed with me for a couple of weeks while I recuperated and then we split up.

I was furiously pounding the heavy bag at the gym one dreary Friday evening when a gentlemen asked if I was hitting anyone that he knew. I stopped punching the bag, smiled and told him that it had been a particularly frustrating week and the weather wasn't making things any better. He introduced himself as Ken and said that he was feeling much the same. We both worked the same bag for awhile before taking another break. He commented that I looked like I could box and I informed him that I was training for a rematch. I filled him in on my loss to Maria over coffee.

We trained together for the next few days and he became my new manager and trainer. Ken was a local lawyer, who was into boxing and like me was just out of a failed marriage. We tried not to get into intimate situations but did date for movies and dinner. He was a good manager and arranged for his sister and her friend to spar with me. Both were lefties with Susan, the friend, being much the same build as Maria.

Ken's plan for me is to fight one or two matches to get my confidence back before challenging Maria for the title. The club that Ken fought out of was holding a female fight nite and there was an opening in my weight class. I'd be fighting a 5' 2" Asian lady who weighed in at 132 pounds and was a lefty. I studied some videotape of her fights, which left a few unanswered questions. She was in the top 10 junior welterweights at Ken's club and though she was quick, she didn't seem to have a lot of power but she did have 8 knockouts to her credit.

I was nervous entering my dressing room as I realized all of the people that were working my corner tonite were almost strangers. My usual routine when I was with George was to strip down to my bra and panties for a pre-fight massage. Ken and I hadn't been intimate to date and Ken's sister, Kelly, and Mike, who was Ken's cut man, were strangers. I apprehensively came out of the bathroom wearing a loosely tied robe over my red bikini panties and matching bra. I think I heard Ken groan as I removed the robe before I lay on the trainer's table. Ken had hired a Swedish lady who was a Masseuse, to work me over and limber me up before the fight. I returned to the bathroom and changed into my fight attire, which consisted of green satin low-rise short-legged boxing shorts and a matching padded sports bra. Kelly taped my hands and laced on a pair of white 10 oz. gloves. I began to warm up by sparring with Ken.

It was finally fight time. I was both nervous and aroused, my nipples were now the size of unshelled peanuts pushing against my satin top and I could feel my pussy getting damp as my adrenaline began to flow. Ken walked in front of me and held the ropes open for me to enter the ring. My opponent looked very calm as she danced and shadow boxed in the opposite corner.

The MC, "Ladies and gentlemen, this fight is scheduled for 8 rounds. In the corner to my right we have a newcomer to our club, Jillian Russell. Jill is 5' 8", weighs 138 pounds and has a record of 17 wins, 3 defeats with 9 knockouts. Let's have a warm welcome for Ms. Russell. Jill's opponent to my left is our own, Asian assassin, Jennifer Woo, who stands 5' 2" tall, weighs 132 pounds with a record of 10 wins, 1 defeat, 1 draw with 8 knockouts. Please welcome Ms. Woo."

I couldn't help thinking about her knockout percentage as the referee gave us final instructions. I thought mine was good at 45% but hers was 67%. Had we underestimated her ability?

R1 - I began the fight as Ken and I had planned, stay up on my toes, bob and weave so that she never had a stationary target. I knew that Ms. Woo was quick but I didn't expect her to have as much power as she had. I was content in the first round to jab and if a good opportunity presented itself, I would throw a power shot. Jennifer attacked my body from the first punch, stabbing me in the solar plexus and breasts with stinging right jabs that seemed to come out of nowhere. Jennifer definably won the first round and I was already hurting.

I was gasping for breath after having the wind knocked out of me twice. Ken was telling me that I had to stop her right jab as he pulled the waistband of my shorts out away from my tummy so I could breath easier. Kelly sponged me off with cool water. I was ready for round 2.

R2 - I adjusted my stance to defeat Jennifer's right jab. I opened up with some body shots and hurt her with one punch but it barely slowed her down. She continued to work on my body, bringing left uppercuts into the waistband of my shorts. They were legal but still caused some discomfort to my groin. Our trunks were low rise so the top of the waistband was an inch or so below our navels. I caught her with an uppercut to her chin, which didn't seem to phase her but I did notice a little blood at the corners of her mouth near the end of the round.

We both went back to our corners trying not to show any signs of pain but my midsection was throbbing. Kelly tried to rub some of the pain from my tummy without being too obvious.

R3 - She continued to go after my mid section and breasts. I got an opening early and drove a stinging right into Jennifer's left cheek. Her legs buckled and she clinched to stay up. I went after her trying to create an opening for another right. I managed to score a weak left uppercut and staggered her again. The crowd was going wild. I still had time to finish her off but she clinched again. The ref pulled us apart and warned her for holding. I thought that I could still put her away this round. I backed her to the corner and began to pummel her with punches. I missed with a right and she drove her left up just under my bra. I gasped in pain and my hands instinctively dropped to the source of the pain leaving my head unprotected. Jennifer staggered me with a right to the side of my head and I had to grab the ropes to stay up. The referee began to count and was up to 7 before I was able to stagger away from the ropes. The round ended before she could do more damage. It was all I could do to walk to my corner. I had underestimated her power.

My head was spinning and my nose was bleeding slightly. Mike stopped the bleeding while Ken and Kelly attempted to shake the cobwebs from my head. Ken told me that Jennifer had probably won all the rounds so far and I needed to do some damage. I was trying but the Asian was very elusive.

R4 - I went out to put some hurt on Ms. Woo but she had other plans and just seconds into the round caught me with a left that landed just below my belly button. The punch left me winded and as I wheezed for breath, Ms. Woo drove a right uppercut under my chin, which dropped me on my shapely bum. I don't think that I was hurt and I knew that I had to get to my feet but my legs wouldn't move. I could hear Ken's voice shouting instructions and the referee yelling numbers but both sounds distorted. I struggled to my feet using the ropes and was looking at the referee. He yelled something and then Jennifer was punching me again. I came to life after she hit my right breast, the sharp pain awakened the rest of my body. I was woozy but able to keep her from doing any major damage until the round ended but during that 50 seconds she had scored with a number of body punches.

I wobbled to my corner exhausted. Jennifer had now won 4 rounds. I needed the remaining 4 rounds for a draw which would be doubtful as she was on home turf. I needed a knockout to avoid a loss. Ken talked strategy as Kelly and Mike attempted to revitalize me. I could go for a knockout win and risk being knocked out myself or I could box defensively hoping for a draw. Ken said it was my choice..

R5 - I decide to impress Ken by going for the win. I opened up on Ms. Woo with a couple of combinations to her head but the cumulative effect of her body punches had bruised my ribs and breasts and it now hurt like hell to throw a good punch. She looked a little surprised but quickly regained her composure and fought back. We were now freely throwing power shots at each other, which meant that this fight could end with a single punch. I tagged the young Asian lady flush on the chin causing her legs to fold under her. Jennifer went to the canvas like a ton of bricks. I had done it. I danced to a neutral corner waiting for the referee to count Ms. Woo out but to my astonishment she pulled herself up to beat the count. I moved in quickly to finish the job. Jennifer was wobbly but she clinched to tie me up buying time to clear her head. The whole audience was now on their feet anticipating a knockout. The referee pulled us apart and I sent a stinging right for her chin but she somehow managed to duck my punch and sent me to the canvas with a left uppercut. I struggled to get to my feet before the referee made it to 10. I nodded to the ref that I was ok but I could see two of Jennifer as she danced in the corner. The bell saved me from a certain knockout.

I staggered to my corner with Ken meeting me and lowering me onto the stool. My right eye was swollen and darkening and would certainly be black later. I kept saying that I wanted to keep fighting but I think Ken knew that I should call it a nite. Ken, Kelly and Mike worked on me for the full minute but couldn't rejuvenate me.

R6 - We again began to slug it out. It hurt to just hold my arms up and Jennifer knew that I was hers. She worked on my breasts and tummy with me frantically trying to cover up. I could see Ken get up on the apron to toss the towel into the ring to save me. Jennifer must have saw and knew it was her last chance to knock me out as she snapped my head back with a left uppercut. I remember feeling my head go back and dropping onto my bum but then the blackness closed in. I came around to find Ken and Kelly working on me with ice packs. Ken helped me to our corner and I tried to stand but couldn't as the announcer gave the official results.

The announcer, "Your winner by knockout at 0:48 seconds of round 6 is the Asian Assassin, Ms. Jennifer Woo. Let's show our appreciation for the valiant effort of Ms. Russell and hope that she will be back in the ring soon."

My whole torso was bruised and sore, including my breasts that were somewhat protected by my padded bra. I also ended up with a black eye and a mouse under the other. I wasn't badly hurt and Ken comforted me but I was embarrassed to say the least. My first fight without George had not gone well. I knew that I was a better boxer than Jennifer Woo was but she had made me fight her fight and had won. Ken wants me to accept a rematch as soon as possible.

Ken knew that I was horny going into the fight and we had discussed spending our first nite together but I was too sore and poor Ken had to wait. I spent a few uncomfortable days where I was forced to sleep on my back but like other bruises, these healed.

A couple of days after the match we were contacted by a member of an Asian Community Club who wanted to discuss hosting a rematch between Jennifer Woo and me. They were offering to pay both fighters to hold the fight at their club. Chung asked if I had ever done any Thai boxing and I told him that I had done a little some time ago. His eyes lit up as he asked if I would consider meeting Jennifer in a Thai boxing match.

Chung asked if he could speak openly without offending us. Ken told him to go ahead. Chung looked at me and said, "Most matches are topless with the combatants wearing a string bikini, 6 or 8 oz gloves and gum shield. You have magnificent large breasts and my audience would pay big to see them, especially if an Asian lady was punishing them. The fight is 3-minute round with a 2-minute rest until one fighter is knocked out or the referee stops the fight. I will pay you 500.00 for beginning the fight and another 1500.00 for beginning round 3 and another 2000.00 if you win. Can we sign a contract?

I wouldn't begin topless I told him, my breasts are just too large to bounce around without any support for the entire fight. Chung replied, "We work something out. You come to our gym as my guests on Friday nite and watch some fights. We can talk after.

Ken and I were both very aroused by Chung's proposal. It would certainly be a test of my physical fitness, stamina and ability to endure pain.

Ken and I attending the Thai boxing as guests of Mr. Chung. We were treated to ringside seats with Champagne and hors d'oeuvre and a late dinner following the fights. This was an all-female nite and the fights were passionate with most ending in a merciless knockout. Ken and I were both excited and aroused by the action. I knew and I think Ken did too that I needed to be a part of it.

At dinner after too much wine we attempted to negotiate a contract with Mr. Chung. I really wanted to fight Ms. Woo but I didn't want to fight topless in my first match at Mr. Chung's, so I agreed to fight a second match under his rules regardless of the outcome of the first match in exchange for some concessions. Our match would be scheduled for 5 rounds of 3-minutes with a 2-minute rest using 8 oz. gloves, and wearing a silk bikini top and bottom. Mr. Chung had to get Ms. Woo to agree.

The next day after the wine wore off, I asked Ken just what he understood that we had agreed to with Mr. Chung. You agreed to fight a topless match under his rules in the future in exchange for some sanctions in your fight against Jennifer. I had agreed to fight topless, I was afraid of that. I'll cross that bridge later as I must concentrate on Ms. Woo.

Ms. Woo accepted the match with the proviso that should my breasts be knocked from my bra or should my bra fail, we would finish the match topless. I accepted. The match was on.

I only had a month to train and sharpen my skills, which meant that I was in the gym 7 days a week which was a good thing as the contract called for me to weigh in at 132 pounds or 6 pounds lighter than I was when we boxed. I knew that I had a few things to work on and not much time. I needed to work on my kick, develop a better style for fighting a southpaw and tighten my tummy by doing some crunches.

The weigh in was the day before the fight and we both showed up in a skimpy bikini to the delight of the audience. I got another surprise at the weigh in as kicks to the inside of the leg would be legal. The referee noted that "intentional" kicks to the groin were illegal and in the event of an accidentally foul, the injured fighter would be allowed up to 5 minutes to recover. I should have saved my pubic hair instead of having a bikini wax done.

The 24 hours from the weigh-in until we entered the dressing room were the longest of my life. The dressing room was clean but old and dimly lit. I didn't have someone to give me a massage this time but Ken was really good at helping me stretch out. It was time to dress and as I slipped into the bikini I thought that a bikini is actually made for young women under 23, not ladies like me with a mature figure. I wasn't topless but there was very little that I'd be able to hide from the audience as far as my anatomy is concerned. Kelly wrapped my hands and laced my gloves on. I warmed up with Ken holding the mitts and pad for me to hit and kick.

The referee came in for final instructions, questions and to check my gloves and attire. He said, "I'm there to keep the match legal and to prevent a fighter from being seriously injured. I will allow both fighters every opportunity to score a knockout and only intervene if I believe one of you is in danger. He warned Ken, Kelly and Mike about climbing onto the apron during a round and the fact that there is no surrender so don't bother to toss a towel in the ring."

It was time to go and my stomach was churning so bad that I thought that I'd have to make a quick trip to the bathroom or use the bucket before the fight began. The noise in the gym is deafening as I follow Ken into the ring with Kelly and Mike behind me. We take our corner and I notice that Jennifer is already in the ring.

Jennifer is wearing a burnt orange colored silk bikini and I'm wearing one of pale green satin. Both are low rise with the waistband about 3 inches below our belly buttons. My bra is about a cup size too small so my breasts are bulging out of the top.

The announcer, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonite for our main event at Mr. Chung's, we have two ladies who will box under Mr. Chung's modified Thai rules. The lady to my left you have seen here before. She stands 5' 2" tall and weighed in last evening at 131 pounds with a record of 11 wins, 1 loss, 1 draw with 9 knockouts. Please give a warm reception to the Asian Assassin, Jennifer Woo. The noise dies down. "In the corner to my right is our other combatant this evening. She stands 5' 8" tall and weighed in last evening at 132 pounds with a record of 17 wins, 4 losses, with 9 knockouts. Please welcome Jillian Russell. These ladies faced each other three months ago with Ms. Woo knocking Ms. Russell unconscious at 48 seconds of round 6 of a brutal match. The referee will give the ladies last minute instructions and we'll get this match underway."

Ken inserts my mouth guard and my thoughts are of enduring the pain she will inflict on my body. I don't mind losing by a knockout but I don't want her to make me quit. It would be too embarrassing.

R1 - We touch gloves and back away from each other. I move in but Jennifer lashes out with a kick and I step back to avoid it. We move back within range, I kick but she blocks with her leg. She comes back with a kick catching my left calf, ooh that hurt. We clinch and begin exchanging mutual knee thrusts. I take a knee into my right breast but am able to make Jennifer groan as I thrust my knee into her belly. We lose our balance and go to the mat still locked together, me on the bottom. The referee moves in to separate us and get us to our feet. Jennifer breaks cleanly but does push her hand against my tummy as she gets to her feet. I catch a little grin on her face but know that I must remain cool. One slip and I could be out cold. We move toward each other and I go for my first kick, which feels great, as I contact the back of Jennifer's leg just above her knee. I hear Ms. Woo let out a groan as she dances the pain off. We exchange punches and Jennifer sends a knee thrust into my breasts again. I let out an involuntary squeal as I miss her with a right hook and Ms. Woo staggers me with a left to my head. I'm hurt and clinch but Jennifer knows it and lifts her knee into my breasts again. I gasp, stepping back and take a roundhouse kick just below my ribs. Oh god, that hurts. She throws another kick that I deflect it as the bell ends the round and saves me.

I limp to my corner, spitting my mouthpiece out as I gulp air. My side feels like it was stabbed and the knife is still in me. Ken helps me sit down as he stretches and rubs my side. I'm not sure that I'll be ready to go out in two minutes but I know that I can't quit yet. My right eyebrow is puffing up but I have no other visual damage. I survived the first round. Just like that the two minutes are up. I'm hurting but charged up as I go out for round 2.

R2 - We moved together exchanging and blocking punches and kicks. She catches me with a left uppercut that has me dizzy but she doesn't know. I score with another clean kick that lands halfway between her knee and thigh, causing her to go down. She is up quickly dancing it off as she moves in on me. Jennifer attempts a spinning backfist but I am able to duck it, then I go for a kick to her head. She surprises me by catching my foot and driving her own kick up high on the inside of my leg. Oh, that one gets my attention. It is a legal kick against my leg but my womanhood is also jolted. She releases my leg, which can't support me after the kick and I go to the mat. I take an 8 count as I stretch the leg knowing she will be on me as soon as I'm on my feet. We come together clinching and exchanging knee thrust with little damage, losing our balance and falling into the ropes, actually almost between the ropes. I'm on top as the referee separates us and I give Ms. Woo a little slap on her breast, which she doesn't appreciate. We slowly move toward each other and she lashes out with the speed of a cobra and drops me with a roundhouse kick to my head. I never saw it coming. I was facing her, then on my bum in the corner hearing the referee call out 5. I'm woozy but get to my feet by 8. Jennifer is smiling as she moves toward me, nailing me with another punishing kick to my side. I stay on my feet but limp away to walk it off as she pursues. We move together exchanging punches and she fires an uppercut into my left breast, which almost pops it from my bra. I see an opening and drive a right into her nose, which draws the first blood. I know that it hurt her but she retaliates with a kick that lands under my arm catching my ribs and breast. I am momentarily paralyzed and she follows up with a blistering left hook to my face, which splits my right eyebrow open. I go down again. I can feel my warm blood trickling down my face, dripping onto my shoulder and running into my cleavage. I get to my feet by 7, although very disoriented, but the bell ends the round as the referee is cleaning my gloves.

I stagger to my corner with the blood still trickling down my face. Ken meets me half carrying me to the corner. Mike and Ken examine the cut before Mike stops the bleeding. Ken and Kelly attempt to rub the soreness from my ribs and muscles. I'm bruised a lot more than I was after round 1 but seem to hurt less. I guess my endorphins are kicking in. I'm excited about going out for round 3.

R3 - We exchange some punches with Jennifer opening up the cut above my eye. It doesn't hurt but the blood trickling down my face is annoying. What hurts, is her kicks into my ribs, breasts and kidneys, which were quickly taking their toll. We exchange some front kicks, one of mine is low with my heel catching her groin but she shakes it off better than I was able to shake off her kick that landed just above my bikini. The air rushes from my lungs leaving me gasping and choking as I try to defend myself. She catches me with a punch just above my right ear and my legs buckle and again I'm on the canvas. I struggle up by 7 and the referee cleans my gloves before allowing Jennifer to attack. We are close again exchanging punches and knees. She moves forward as I thrust my knee upward. I can feel her soft outer labia act as a cushion between my knee and her pubic bone as it is crushed. Jennifer's face says it all, she is in agony and there is no way that she can continue the fight. The foul wasn't intentional but I am going to take full advantage of it as I snapped Ms. Woo's head back with a right uppercut to her chin. Jennifer Woo, the Asian Assassin, falls back first to the canvas like a toppled tree. She is out cold. The whole gym goes quiet, so quiet that you can hear the referee counting, then after the replay is shown, the boos and heckling begin. Ms. Woo is out for more than 2 minutes and when she became conscious is writhing in agony and is taken from the ring on a stretcher. It is not a popular win. I receive more heckling after the official announcement is made.

The announcer, "Ladies and gentlemen, it is official, your winner by knockout at 2:34 of the 3rd round is Jillian Russell. We will update you on Ms. Woo as soon as we know something."

The announcer's remarks fuel the already tense situation and the gym security people have to escort us back to my dressing room. The excitement of the win has taken my mind off the pain but this is short lived. I'll try to sum up the damage to both of us. Ms. Woo had a mouse under both eyes, her nose had been bleeding off and on but I don't think it is broken, she has visible bruises on her left arm, left leg and I'm sure on her breasts, ribs and womanhood. I have a split eyebrow that required 8 sutures, bruised nose, large mouse under my right eye, small mouse under my left eye, bruised ribs, legs, and arms and significantly bruised and swollen breasts and swollen womanhood. Was I the winner?

We leave the gym and go to a nearby hotel where I spent most of the nite in the bathtub packed in ice. I have my eyebrow sutured the next day and a week later I have my ribs x-rayed and find that she has cracked two on my left side.

There were messages on the phone when we got home. Ms. Woos' people were already pushing Mr. Chung to set a date for a topless rematch. I had agreed to fight under Mr. Chung's rules but I hadn't agreed to fight against Ms. Woo. Do I owe Ms. Woo a rematch? It will be a few months before my eyebrow is healed enough to fight again.

I had delayed my topless Thai boxing rematch against Jennifer Woo as long as I could. It was now 11 weeks since I knocked her out in our first Thai boxing meeting at Mr. Chung's gym. I think back and wonder how I got myself into this topless match. Sometimes I think that women are more macho than guys are when it comes to showing off their bodies. I was about to expose my 37dd breasts to Ms. Woo's fists, knees and feet, a Ms. Woo that wanted revenge and I knew that I would come out hurting even if I win.

I worked hard in the gym to prepare for Ms. Woo's style of fighting but this was the first fight that I actually dreaded. I had never been topless in the ring before and couldn't help thinking how stupid I was to agree to it. My breasts had been exposed during some wrestling matches at house parties and my nipples had been pinched but that was no comparison to the damage Ms. Woo could inflict.

I saw another side of Ken revealed, oh he was still the same loving and concerned mate and trainer but I could sense that he secretly cherished the thought of me defending my large bare breasts against Ms. Woo. I think most men like to see women assaulting each other's body, especially bare breasts.

This match would be fought under Mr. Chung's house rules. The fight is scheduled for 5 rounds of 3-minutes with a 2-minute rest between rounds. We will fight wearing a silk bikini bottom, 8-oz. gloves and a mouth guard. Ken knows that there is a high probability I'll be cut and again enlists the services of his cut man Mike.

The weigh in as usual is the evening before the fight. I dropped my robe and stepped on the scale first. I received a loud welcome for my choice of apparel. I was wearing my favorite lavender colored bra and panties. Ms. Woo had intended to steal the show with her choice of a red bra and panties and she did look good but I won the battle of the weigh in. Things became a little tense during the photo session when one photographer wanted a shot of us together with Ms. Woo's fist against my breast. Ms. Woo wasn't gentle about placing her fist against my breast and thing almost became ugly. Ken and Mr. Chung quickly stepped between us.

The day of the fight I eat a medium sized breakfast just before noon and then don't eat again until after the fight. About mid afternoon, my stomach was so nervous that I was on my knees in front of the porcelain god and still had the dry heaves when we entered the dressing room. Ken and Kelly work on calming me down. I know I'll be ok once I'm in the ring but I'm always very anxious before the fight begins. I undress to my undies and lie on the trainer's table where Kelly massages my shoulders and helps me stretch out. We watch the preliminary fights on the TV. The first two end early so I know that my fight will begin early. I slip into my bikini bottom and put on a loosely tied terry robe. I sit on the table and Ken begins to wrap my hand. A few minutes later the referee comes in to check me over and give us instructions. My hand wrap is ok and he tells Ken how he wants to see the cuffs of the gloves taped. My bikini is good, he does check that I have nothing under it and informs me that all punches, knees and kicks above the top of the bikini will be legal. He tells us that he wants a clean fight, reminds me about going to a neutral corner if I knock Ms. Woo down. He reminds Ken, Kelly and Mike that there is no surrender and that no corner person is to be on the ring apron during the 3-minute round, also if I do get knocked out, they can't enter the ring until he indicates that the fight is over.

We get the knock on the door that it's time to enter for the ring. We go into the hall and I can hear the theme from "Rocky III" and know that Ms. Woo is ahead of me. We wait until things quiet down and then go to the ring with the theme from "The Gladiator"

The announcer, "Ladies and gentlemen, the fight that you all came to see. Mr. Chung, who is sitting here beside me, has put together this dynamite main event. These two ladies have met twice before with each scoring a knockout win and not just a 10 count but the loser in both matches was unconscious for several minutes. The fight is scheduled for 5 rounds of 3-minute duration. The ladies will be wearing 8-oz. gloves, a silk bikini bottom and a mouthpiece, and fighting under Mr. Chung's modified Thai boxing rules. Mr. Chung, you have a comment?"

Mr. Chung, "Thanks Jim, the ladies are, Jennifer Woo and Jillian Russell. Both are extremely competitive ladies and I was able to persuade Ms. Russell to accept this topless match. Jennifer who is known as the Asian Assassin has fought out of my gym for many years. Jennifer knocked out Ms. Russell in their first meeting under standard boxing rules. Jillian Russell had a questionable knockout win over Ms. Woo in this ring under my modified Thai rules."

The announcer, "You say questionable win? What do you mean?"

Mr. Chung, "Jim, on our review of the video tape, Ms. Russell definitely fouled Ms. Woo. I believe it was accidentally but it did incapacitate Ms. Woo setting her up for the knockout. Fighting under these rules where knees are being thrust and kicks are allowed to the inside of your opponent's upper leg, the fighters will get hit in the groin on occasion. Ms. Woo was furious after the last fight and I know that she intends to do some serious damage to Ms. Russell. I really doubt that this fight will go 5 rounds. I predict blood and a knockout so don't leave your seats once this fight begins."

The announcer, "I see that the polls have Ms. Russell favored by 3 to 1."

Mr. Chung, "I don't think the odds matter once the bell rings. Both ladies have knockout power, Ms. Russell in her right hand, Ms. Woo in her left hand, not to mention lethal blows from their knees thrusts or kicks. It's just a matter of who is able to score the fatal punch, knee or kick first."

The announcer, "Ms. Woo has just entered the ring and Ms. Russell is just approaching the steps to the ring. This long awaited fight will be underway shortly. I'll turn the mic over to the ring announcer."

Ring announcer, "Ladies and Gentlemen, our main event of the evening. This bout is scheduled for 5-rounds of Thai boxing under Mr. Chung's modified rules. I like to introduce the combatants. In the corner to my right, she stands 5' 8" tall and weighs 138 pounds with a record of 18 wins, 4 losses, with 10 coming by way of knockout, please welcome the stunning Jillian Russell." A booming applause!

The ring announcer continues, " Our other combatant for this bout is in the corner to my left, she stands 5' 2" tall and weighs136 pounds with a record of 11 wins, 2 losses, 1 draw with 9 knockouts, please give a warm reception for our own, Asian Assassin, Jennifer Woo." The applause from Ms. Woo's supporters is thunderous.

The announcer, "The referee asks both ladies to remove their robes and come to the center of the ring for final instructions. Wow, Ms. Russell looks stunning, clad only in her low rise blue silk bikini and white gloves, her magnificent breasts droop ever so slightly with her pink inch long nipples standing out like bullets. Ms. Woo looks equally beautiful wearing a yellow silk bikini, her slightly smaller breasts stand pert with her dark red gumdrop sized nipples erect. I ask myself why these two ladies want to fight. The referee gives the ladies final instructions and sends them to their respective corners to await the bell."

Round 1

The announcer, "The ladies move out, touch gloves and begin to jab at each other. They exchange a few firm punches, which are blocked. It's a game of cat and mouse as each is looking for the other to make a mistake. Woo scores first as she slips a firm jab through Ms. Russell's guard landing flush on the redhead's left breast. That one hurt Ms. Russell, whose gloves instinctively drop to the source of the pain and Jennifer smacks her in the face with a solid left. Ms. Russell is trying to shake off the punch as Jennifer backs her into the corner, fakes a kick, and then sinks a left into Ms. Russell's belly. Jillian Russell clinches, but this clinch isn't like standard boxing and Ms. Woo begins with the knee thrusts. Ms. Russell's beautiful breasts are being bounced and bruised now. The ladies fall to the mat locked together with Ms. Woo going down on top of Ms. Russell. Jillian Russell is slow to get to her feet. The referee cleans Jennifer's gloves as he waits for Jillian to get to her feet, then cleans her gloves. Jillian Russell was caught flatfooted and Jennifer Woo scored big time. The ladies move toward each other, Jillian with a left jab to Ms. Woo's midsection followed by a right to her head. Ms. Woo comes back with a roundhouse kick, which Jillian blocks with her arm. Ms. Russell attempts a kick but misses and Ms. Woo retaliates with a kick to back of Jillian Russell's leg. Russell dances off the effects of the kick moving in on Ms. Woo as the ladies exchange a number of punches. A right uppercut from Russell staggers the Asian lady but Woo remains on her feet and actually smiles at Jillian Russell. Woo snaps a lightning left into Ms. Russell's right breast, which brings an audible squeal from the hurt redhead. The crowd erupts as Ms. Woo sends Russell's left breast bouncing off her shoulder with a perfect right uppercut. Jillian Russell is desperate to tie Woo up and again goes to the clinch where Woo continues her onslaught on Russell's chest with knee thrusts. The crowd is on their feet. Russell is hurt and Woo has her trapped in the corner. Russell's gloves are down protecting her breasts and Woo drive a blistering combination into Jillian Russell's head. There's blood on Woo's white gloves. Yes, Ms. Russell has been cut just above her right eye and Woo continues her merciless onslaught. Russell kicks out to hold Woo off but Woo catches the second kick and drives her own kick high on the inside of Russell's leg. Jillian Russell emits a howl and collapses in the corner. The referee pulls a fired up Ms. Woo off and sends her to a neutral corner. Russell is hurt and looking at her corner for help. She struggles onto her hands and knees as the referee's count reaches 6. The bell sounds ending the round and probably saving Jillian Russell from a knockout. Mr. Chung would you summarize the fight so far.

Mr. Chung: "Ken, Jillian's boyfriend/trainer rushes into the ring to assist his lady to their corner. Jillian is gulping for air as she drops to the corner stool. They will require every second of the 2-minute rest to get Ms. Russell ready for round 2. Mike, the cut man goes to work on her eye. The cut is almost an inch long in the soft tissue above the eye and below the eyebrow. Ken quickly sponges his lady off and Kelly places a couple of cold packs on Jillian's bruised breasts. In addition to the cut above her right eye, Ms. Russell has a mouse under her left eye, some nasty bruises already showing up on her breasts and legs. Ms. Woo has a substantial mouse under her left eye, bruises also showing on her breasts and legs. Ms. Woo appears very eager to get round 2 under way. The warning buzzer sounds, Woo is up on her feet and Russell is helped to her feet.

Jillian's comments on round 1. I could feel my breasts jiggling as I dance out to meet Ms. Woo. Jennifer being less endowed didn't have the same problem. I began with a plan to score an early knockout but everything changed when she drove my left breast against my ribcage early, which hurt like hell, then wobbled me with a left to my face. I was dazed from then on but she caught me on top of my bikini and got my breasts with a couple of good knees. She seemed to be all over me and I was hurting. I don't think that I remember getting cut.

Round 2

The announcer, "Ms. Russell is limping slightly as she moves from her corner. Woo moves in quickly hoping to pickup where she ended the last round. Woo with a quick kick into Russell's ribs. Jillian tries to shake it off as Woo stalks her, again attempting to back Russell into the corner with a left into Russell's cleavage and a right low into the redhead's belly. The belly shot hurt Russell and Woo moves in swinging. Russell blocks a left and drives her own left into Woo's solar plexus. The Asian lady is paralyzed by the punch, her hands drop and Russell scores big with a right that lands flush on Woo's face, a left to her breasts and the famous blistering right uppercut that dims the lites for Ms. Woo. Jennifer Woo is down, flat on her back, the referee is trying to get an elated Jillian Russell to a neutral corner so he can begin the count. Woo's nose is bleeding badly, maybe broken. The gym again is in an uproar. I don't believe it, Jennifer Woo is conscious and struggling to her hands and knees. I think the referee was just about to wave the fight over when Ms. Woo began to get up. Russell and her corner can't believe it either. Woo is up, this terrific fight will continue. We are going to have a time out for the doctor to check on Ms. Woo's nose. We have the doctor's ok to continue. The referee calls for time in and motions for the ladies to fight. Ms. Russell moves in quickly and begins to relentlessly pummel a dazed Ms. Woo. A couple of Russell's rights to her face and Woo's nose is bleeding profusely. Jennifer Woo punches back instinctively and has Russell's eye bleeding again. A big Russell right hand drops the Asian Assassin to the mat again. A very confused Ms. Woo struggles to her feet again, blood streaming from her nose. The referee calls for the ladies to fight and Russell moves in swinging, driving Woo to the corner. Woo fights back catching Russell with a hard left to the right side of her face. Blood sprays into the air as Jillian Russell goes down hard. I think the cut above Russell's eye has been opened up more. The redhead is on her hands and knees, blood dripping from the right side of her face. It's a new cut on her eyebrow. Russell's right eyebrow has been split open almost the entire length. A dazed Ms. Russell is up, very wobbly but up. The bell, I can barely hear it but yes the round is over. Both ladies are hurt and bloody but don't want to give in. Mr. Chung, you comment please. I'm so hoarse, I think I just lost my voice."

Mr. Chung, " Again Ken, Russell's boyfriend/trainer comes into the ring to carry his lady to the corner. This time Woo's husband comes into the ring to assist his wife to her corner. He is also her cut man. Both corners are working feverishly on their fighters. This rest will be 2½ minutes as the referee has indicated that the doctor will check over both ladies before the beginning of round 3. Ms. Woo took a lot more damage this round and fears are that her nose is broken but that won't necessarily end the fight. Ms. Russell's eyebrow is gashed wide open for well over an inch and the cut below her eye has opened up. Her eye is blackened and badly swollen but I think she can still continue. In Ms. Russell's corner Ken sponges his beauty off with cool water, Kelly again places ice packs on her swollen breasts, and the cut man Mike works on her face and eye. Jennifer's corner is busy as her hubby sponges her off then goes to work on her nose. Her sister administers ice packs to her swollen face and breasts. The doctor has given his ok for round 3."

Jillian's comments on round 2. Jennifer definitely came out to finish me off but I surprised her and thought that I had knocked her out. It was annoying to see her beat the count when I was so sure that I had put her away. She was fighting out of desperation when she caught me with the left that cut my eyebrow and I was woozy for the remainder of the round.

Round 3

The announcer, "The ladies both walk to the middle of the ring and begin to exchange some very firm punches. Woo's nose is bleeding already. They clinch and begin exchanging knee thrusts. Russell groans out as her breasts are bounced around by Woo's knee. Woo's blood is trickling down Jillian Russell's back. They break the clinch and a hard left hook from the Asian lady staggers Russell and opens up the cuts on her eye. Both ladies appear a little woozy and we're just 1 minute into the round. Ms Russell has just taken a brutal immobilizing kick to the top of her bikini driving her backward to the ropes. Russell appears to be hurt as Ms. Woo drives a right, then a left into the redhead's unprotected breasts. Woo delivers a punishing kick just below Ms. Russell's ribs. She doubles over in excruciating pain. Woo is out to end this match as she delivers a hard knee thrust to Russell's belly driving her back into the corner. I think the knee caught Ms. Russell low, probably in the groin. Russell is defenseless as Woo connects with a roundhouse kick to her head. The redhead bounces off the ropes, crashing face first to the canvas. Ms. Russell is out cold. There's a lot of blood oozing onto the canvas from Jillian Russell's face but we can't see if she sustained a new cut from the kick. The referee rolls an unconscious Jillian Russell over. The beautiful redhead doesn't appear to have been cut again but the cuts above and below her right eye might have been opened further. The referee signals the fight is over and Russell's boyfriend/trainer, Ken, rushes into the ring to attend to his lady. It's mayhem in the gym as Ms. Woo's Asian supporters celebrate her victory. Gym security is trying to keep the audience from entering the ring as Ms. Russell is still out cold on the mat. She's now been out for just over 3 minutes. The doctor is working to revive the stricken fighter as her boyfriend/trainer attends to the cuts above and below her right eye. Ms. Russell has now regained conscious but seems to be in agonizing pain. The doctor has asked for a stretcher and Jillian Russell will be carried from the ring to her dressing room to receive medical attention. Would you care to add anything Mr. Chung?"

Mr. Chung, "Well Jim, Ms. Woo was a 3 to 1 underdog coming into this fight and has scored a devastating knockout of Jillian Russell at 1:52 of the third round, which shows that anything can happen in the ring. I would like to see another fight between these ladies. I think it would be equally as entertaining as this fight. Neither of them will be fighting for a couple of months to give the damage a chance to heal. Ms. Woo has already signed to meet a black lady and Ms. Russell's manager, Ken, has agreed verbally for her to meet a local policewoman. I'm going to drop by Ms. Russell's dressing room and check on her condition."

Jillian, I remember Woo kicking me in my stomach and trying to get my hands up to stop her from punching my breasts but not much after that until I was on the table in the dressing room. My whole body was on fire. Ken and Kelly had my breasts and groin packed in ice and Kelly was holding an ice bag on both sides of my face. I received a total of 16 stitches to close both cuts. My eye was swollen shut for two days. Woo's nose was broken and she was as badly bruised as I was. In these fights, even the winner sustains some damage. We will fight again.

Six months ago I was knocked out by Maria Lopez midway through the 3rd round. It was called a TKO but I still lost. I was really hurting when I left the ring but don't remember much after that until the next morning. I had never been injured that badly in the ring before and I spent a couple of painful weeks but everything healed ok without any scars. My nose wasn't broken, just badly bruised. George and I weren't getting along that well but he stayed with me for a couple of weeks while I recuperated and then we split up.

I was furiously pounding the heavy bag at the gym one dreary Friday evening when a gentlemen asked if I was hitting anyone that he knew. I stopped punching the bag, smiled and told him that it had been a particularly frustrating week and the weather wasn't making things any better. He introduced himself as Ken and said that he was feeling much the same. We both worked the same bag for awhile before taking another break. He commented that I looked like I could box and I informed him that I was training for a rematch. I filled him in on my loss to Maria over coffee.

We trained together for the next few days and he became my new manager and trainer. Ken was a local lawyer, who was into boxing and like me was just out of a failed marriage. We tried not to get into intimate situations but did date for movies and dinner. He was a good manager and arranged for his sister and her friend to spar with me. Both were lefties with Susan, the friend, being much the same build as Maria.

Ken's plan for me is to fight one or two matches to get my confidence back before challenging Maria for the title. The club that Ken fought out of was holding a female fight nite and there was an opening in my weight class. I'd be fighting a 5' 2" Asian lady who weighed in at 132 pounds and was a lefty. I studied some videotape of her fights, which left a few unanswered questions. She was in the top 10 junior welterweights at Ken's club and though she was quick, she didn't seem to have a lot of power but she did have 8 knockouts to her credit.

I was nervous entering my dressing room as I realized all of the people that were working my corner tonite were almost strangers. My usual routine when I was with George was to strip down to my bra and panties for a pre-fight massage. Ken and I hadn't been intimate to date and Ken's sister, Kelly, and Mike, who was Ken's cut man, were strangers. I apprehensively came out of the bathroom wearing a loosely tied robe over my red bikini panties and matching bra. I think I heard Ken groan as I removed the robe before I lay on the trainer's table. Ken had hired a Swedish lady who was a Masseuse, to work me over and limber me up before the fight. I returned to the bathroom and changed into my fight attire, which consisted of green satin low-rise short-legged boxing shorts and a matching padded sports bra. Kelly taped my hands and laced on a pair of white 10 oz. gloves. I began to warm up by sparring with Ken.

It was finally fight time. I was both nervous and aroused, my nipples were now the size of unshelled peanuts pushing against my satin top and I could feel my pussy getting damp as my adrenaline began to flow. Ken walked in front of me and held the ropes open for me to enter the ring. My opponent looked very calm as she danced and shadow boxed in the opposite corner.

The MC, "Ladies and gentlemen, this fight is scheduled for 8 rounds. In the corner to my right we have a newcomer to our club, Jillian Russell. Jill is 5' 8", weighs 138 pounds and has a record of 17 wins, 3 defeats with 9 knockouts. Let's have a warm welcome for Ms. Russell. Jill's opponent to my left is our own, Asian assassin, Jennifer Woo, who stands 5' 2" tall, weighs 132 pounds with a record of 10 wins, 1 defeat, 1 draw with 8 knockouts. Please welcome Ms. Woo."

I couldn't help thinking about her knockout percentage as the referee gave us final instructions. I thought mine was good at 45% but hers was 67%. Had we underestimated her ability?

R1 - I began the fight as Ken and I had planned, stay up on my toes, bob and weave so that she never had a stationary target. I knew that Ms. Woo was quick but I didn't expect her to have as much power as she had. I was content in the first round to jab and if a good opportunity presented itself, I would throw a power shot. Jennifer attacked my body from the first punch, stabbing me in the solar plexus and breasts with stinging right jabs that seemed to come out of nowhere. Jennifer definably won the first round and I was already hurting.

I was gasping for breath after having the wind knocked out of me twice. Ken was telling me that I had to stop her right jab as he pulled the waistband of my shorts out away from my tummy so I could breath easier. Kelly sponged me off with cool water. I was ready for round 2.

R2 - I adjusted my stance to defeat Jennifer's right jab. I opened up with some body shots and hurt her with one punch but it barely slowed her down. She continued to work on my body, bringing left uppercuts into the waistband of my shorts. They were legal but still caused some discomfort to my groin. Our trunks were low rise so the top of the waistband was an inch or so below our navels. I caught her with an uppercut to her chin, which didn't seem to phase her but I did notice a little blood at the corners of her mouth near the end of the round.

We both went back to our corners trying not to show any signs of pain but my midsection was throbbing. Kelly tried to rub some of the pain from my tummy without being too obvious.

R3 - She continued to go after my mid section and breasts. I got an opening early and drove a stinging right into Jennifer's left cheek. Her legs buckled and she clinched to stay up. I went after her trying to create an opening for another right. I managed to score a weak left uppercut and staggered her again. The crowd was going wild. I still had time to finish her off but she clinched again. The ref pulled us apart and warned her for holding. I thought that I could still put her away this round. I backed her to the corner and began to pummel her with punches. I missed with a right and she drove her left up just under my bra. I gasped in pain and my hands instinctively dropped to the source of the pain leaving my head unprotected. Jennifer staggered me with a right to the side of my head and I had to grab the ropes to stay up. The referee began to count and was up to 7 before I was able to stagger away from the ropes. The round ended before she could do more damage. It was all I could do to walk to my corner. I had underestimated her power.

My head was spinning and my nose was bleeding slightly. Mike stopped the bleeding while Ken and Kelly attempted to shake the cobwebs from my head. Ken told me that Jennifer had probably won all the rounds so far and I needed to do some damage. I was trying but the Asian was very elusive.

R4 - I went out to put some hurt on Ms. Woo but she had other plans and just seconds into the round caught me with a left that landed just below my belly button. The punch left me winded and as I wheezed for breath, Ms. Woo drove a right uppercut under my chin, which dropped me on my shapely bum. I don't think that I was hurt and I knew that I had to get to my feet but my legs wouldn't move. I could hear Ken's voice shouting instructions and the referee yelling numbers but both sounds distorted. I struggled to my feet using the ropes and was looking at the referee. He yelled something and then Jennifer was punching me again. I came to life after she hit my right breast, the sharp pain awakened the rest of my body. I was woozy but able to keep her from doing any major damage until the round ended but during that 50 seconds she had scored with a number of body punches.

I wobbled to my corner exhausted. Jennifer had now won 4 rounds. I needed the remaining 4 rounds for a draw which would be doubtful as she was on home turf. I needed a knockout to avoid a loss. Ken talked strategy as Kelly and Mike attempted to revitalize me. I could go for a knockout win and risk being knocked out myself or I could box defensively hoping for a draw. Ken said it was my choice..

R5 - I decide to impress Ken by going for the win. I opened up on Ms. Woo with a couple of combinations to her head but the cumulative effect of her body punches had bruised my ribs and breasts and it now hurt like hell to throw a good punch. She looked a little surprised but quickly regained her composure and fought back. We were now freely throwing power shots at each other, which meant that this fight could end with a single punch. I tagged the young Asian lady flush on the chin causing her legs to fold under her. Jennifer went to the canvas like a ton of bricks. I had done it. I danced to a neutral corner waiting for the referee to count Ms. Woo out but to my astonishment she pulled herself up to beat the count. I moved in quickly to finish the job. Jennifer was wobbly but she clinched to tie me up buying time to clear her head. The whole audience was now on their feet anticipating a knockout. The referee pulled us apart and I sent a stinging right for her chin but she somehow managed to duck my punch and sent me to the canvas with a left uppercut. I struggled to get to my feet before the referee made it to 10. I nodded to the ref that I was ok but I could see two of Jennifer as she danced in the corner. The bell saved me from a certain knockout.

I staggered to my corner with Ken meeting me and lowering me onto the stool. My right eye was swollen and darkening and would certainly be black later. I kept saying that I wanted to keep fighting but I think Ken knew that I should call it a nite. Ken, Kelly and Mike worked on me for the full minute but couldn't rejuvenate me.

R6 - We again began to slug it out. It hurt to just hold my arms up and Jennifer knew that I was hers. She worked on my breasts and tummy with me frantically trying to cover up. I could see Ken get up on the apron to toss the towel into the ring to save me. Jennifer must have saw and knew it was her last chance to knock me out as she snapped my head back with a left uppercut. I remember feeling my head go back and dropping onto my bum but then the blackness closed in. I came around to find Ken and Kelly working on me with ice packs. Ken helped me to our corner and I tried to stand but couldn't as the announcer gave the official results.

The announcer, "Your winner by knockout at 0:48 seconds of round 6 is the Asian Assassin, Ms. Jennifer Woo. Let's show our appreciation for the valiant effort of Ms. Russell and hope that she will be back in the ring soon."

My whole torso was bruised and sore, including my breasts that were somewhat protected by my padded bra. I also ended up with a black eye and a mouse under the other. I wasn't badly hurt and Ken comforted me but I was embarrassed to say the least. My first fight without George had not gone well. I knew that I was a better boxer than Jennifer Woo was but she had made me fight her fight and had won. Ken wants me to accept a rematch as soon as possible.

Ken knew that I was horny going into the fight and we had discussed spending our first nite together but I was too sore and poor Ken had to wait. I spent a few uncomfortable days where I was forced to sleep on my back but like other bruises, these healed.

A couple of days after the match we were contacted by a member of an Asian Community Club who wanted to discuss hosting a rematch between Jennifer Woo and me. They were offering to pay both fighters to hold the fight at their club. Chung asked if I had ever done any Thai boxing and I told him that I had done a little some time ago. His eyes lit up as he asked if I would consider meeting Jennifer in a Thai boxing match.

Chung asked if he could speak openly without offending us. Ken told him to go ahead. Chung looked at me and said, "Most matches are topless with the combatants wearing a string bikini, 6 or 8 oz gloves and gum shield. You have magnificent large breasts and my audience would pay big to see them, especially if an Asian lady was punishing them. The fight is 3-minute round with a 2-minute rest until one fighter is knocked out or the referee stops the fight. I will pay you 500.00 for beginning the fight and another 1500.00 for beginning round 3 and another 2000.00 if you win. Can we sign a contract?

I wouldn't begin topless I told him, my breasts are just too large to bounce around without any support for the entire fight. Chung replied, "We work something out. You come to our gym as my guests on Friday nite and watch some fights. We can talk after.

Ken and I were both very aroused by Chung's proposal. It would certainly be a test of my physical fitness, stamina and ability to endure pain.

Ken and I attending the Thai boxing as guests of Mr. Chung. We were treated to ringside seats with Champagne and hors d'oeuvre and a late dinner following the fights. This was an all-female nite and the fights were passionate with most ending in a merciless knockout. Ken and I were both excited and aroused by the action. I knew and I think Ken did too that I needed to be a part of it.

At dinner after too much wine we attempted to negotiate a contract with Mr. Chung. I really wanted to fight Ms. Woo but I didn't want to fight topless in my first match at Mr. Chung's, so I agreed to fight a second match under his rules regardless of the outcome of the first match in exchange for some concessions. Our match would be scheduled for 5 rounds of 3-minutes with a 2-minute rest using 8 oz. gloves, and wearing a silk bikini top and bottom. Mr. Chung had to get Ms. Woo to agree.

The next day after the wine wore off, I asked Ken just what he understood that we had agreed to with Mr. Chung. You agreed to fight a topless match under his rules in the future in exchange for some sanctions in your fight against Jennifer. I had agreed to fight topless, I was afraid of that. I'll cross that bridge later as I must concentrate on Ms. Woo.

Ms. Woo accepted the match with the proviso that should my breasts be knocked from my bra or should my bra fail, we would finish the match topless. I accepted. The match was on.

I only had a month to train and sharpen my skills, which meant that I was in the gym 7 days a week which was a good thing as the contract called for me to weigh in at 132 pounds or 6 pounds lighter than I was when we boxed. I knew that I had a few things to work on and not much time. I needed to work on my kick, develop a better style for fighting a southpaw and tighten my tummy by doing some crunches.

The weigh in was the day before the fight and we both showed up in a skimpy bikini to the delight of the audience. I got another surprise at the weigh in as kicks to the inside of the leg would be legal. The referee noted that "intentional" kicks to the groin were illegal and in the event of an accidentally foul, the injured fighter would be allowed up to 5 minutes to recover. I should have saved my pubic hair instead of having a bikini wax done.

The 24 hours from the weigh-in until we entered the dressing room were the longest of my life. The dressing room was clean but old and dimly lit. I didn't have someone to give me a massage this time but Ken was really good at helping me stretch out. It was time to dress and as I slipped into the bikini I thought that a bikini is actually made for young women under 23, not ladies like me with a mature figure. I wasn't topless but there was very little that I'd be able to hide from the audience as far as my anatomy is concerned. Kelly wrapped my hands and laced my gloves on. I warmed up with Ken holding the mitts and pad for me to hit and kick.

The referee came in for final instructions, questions and to check my gloves and attire. He said, "I'm there to keep the match legal and to prevent a fighter from being seriously injured. I will allow both fighters every opportunity to score a knockout and only intervene if I believe one of you is in danger. He warned Ken, Kelly and Mike about climbing onto the apron during a round and the fact that there is no surrender so don't bother to toss a towel in the ring."

It was time to go and my stomach was churning so bad that I thought that I'd have to make a quick trip to the bathroom or use the bucket before the fight began. The noise in the gym is deafening as I follow Ken into the ring with Kelly and Mike behind me. We take our corner and I notice that Jennifer is already in the ring.

Jennifer is wearing a burnt orange colored silk bikini and I'm wearing one of pale green satin. Both are low rise with the waistband about 3 inches below our belly buttons. My bra is about a cup size too small so my breasts are bulging out of the top.

The announcer, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonite for our main event at Mr. Chung's, we have two ladies who will box under Mr. Chung's modified Thai rules. The lady to my left you have seen here before. She stands 5' 2" tall and weighed in last evening at 131 pounds with a record of 11 wins, 1 loss, 1 draw with 9 knockouts. Please give a warm reception to the Asian Assassin, Jennifer Woo. The noise dies down. "In the corner to my right is our other combatant this evening. She stands 5' 8" tall and weighed in last evening at 132 pounds with a record of 17 wins, 4 losses, with 9 knockouts. Please welcome Jillian Russell. These ladies faced each other three months ago with Ms. Woo knocking Ms. Russell unconscious at 48 seconds of round 6 of a brutal match. The referee will give the ladies last minute instructions and we'll get this match underway."

Ken inserts my mouth guard and my thoughts are of enduring the pain she will inflict on my body. I don't mind losing by a knockout but I don't want her to make me quit. It would be too embarrassing.

R1 - We touch gloves and back away from each other. I move in but Jennifer lashes out with a kick and I step back to avoid it. We move back within range, I kick but she blocks with her leg. She comes back with a kick catching my left calf, ooh that hurt. We clinch and begin exchanging mutual knee thrusts. I take a knee into my right breast but am able to make Jennifer groan as I thrust my knee into her belly. We lose our balance and go to the mat still locked together, me on the bottom. The referee moves in to separate us and get us to our feet. Jennifer breaks cleanly but does push her hand against my tummy as she gets to her feet. I catch a little grin on her face but know that I must remain cool. One slip and I could be out cold. We move toward each other and I go for my first kick, which feels great, as I contact the back of Jennifer's leg just above her knee. I hear Ms. Woo let out a groan as she dances the pain off. We exchange punches and Jennifer sends a knee thrust into my breasts again. I let out an involuntary squeal as I miss her with a right hook and Ms. Woo staggers me with a left to my head. I'm hurt and clinch but Jennifer knows it and lifts her knee into my breasts again. I gasp, stepping back and take a roundhouse kick just below my ribs. Oh god, that hurts. She throws another kick that I deflect it as the bell ends the round and saves me.

I limp to my corner, spitting my mouthpiece out as I gulp air. My side feels like it was stabbed and the knife is still in me. Ken helps me sit down as he stretches and rubs my side. I'm not sure that I'll be ready to go out in two minutes but I know that I can't quit yet. My right eyebrow is puffing up but I have no other visual damage. I survived the first round. Just like that the two minutes are up. I'm hurting but charged up as I go out for round 2.

R2 - We moved together exchanging and blocking punches and kicks. She catches me with a left uppercut that has me dizzy but she doesn't know. I score with another clean kick that lands halfway between her knee and thigh, causing her to go down. She is up quickly dancing it off as she moves in on me. Jennifer attempts a spinning backfist but I am able to duck it, then I go for a kick to her head. She surprises me by catching my foot and driving her own kick up high on the inside of my leg. Oh, that one gets my attention. It is a legal kick against my leg but my womanhood is also jolted. She releases my leg, which can't support me after the kick and I go to the mat. I take an 8 count as I stretch the leg knowing she will be on me as soon as I'm on my feet. We come together clinching and exchanging knee thrust with little damage, losing our balance and falling into the ropes, actually almost between the ropes. I'm on top as the referee separates us and I give Ms. Woo a little slap on her breast, which she doesn't appreciate. We slowly move toward each other and she lashes out with the speed of a cobra and drops me with a roundhouse kick to my head. I never saw it coming. I was facing her, then on my bum in the corner hearing the referee call out 5. I'm woozy but get to my feet by 8. Jennifer is smiling as she moves toward me, nailing me with another punishing kick to my side. I stay on my feet but limp away to walk it off as she pursues. We move together exchanging punches and she fires an uppercut into my left breast, which almost pops it from my bra. I see an opening and drive a right into her nose, which draws the first blood. I know that it hurt her but she retaliates with a kick that lands under my arm catching my ribs and breast. I am momentarily paralyzed and she follows up with a blistering left hook to my face, which splits my right eyebrow open. I go down again. I can feel my warm blood trickling down my face, dripping onto my shoulder and running into my cleavage. I get to my feet by 7, although very disoriented, but the bell ends the round as the referee is cleaning my gloves.

I stagger to my corner with the blood still trickling down my face. Ken meets me half carrying me to the corner. Mike and Ken examine the cut before Mike stops the bleeding. Ken and Kelly attempt to rub the soreness from my ribs and muscles. I'm bruised a lot more than I was after round 1 but seem to hurt less. I guess my endorphins are kicking in. I'm excited about going out for round 3.

R3 - We exchange some punches with Jennifer opening up the cut above my eye. It doesn't hurt but the blood trickling down my face is annoying. What hurts, is her kicks into my ribs, breasts and kidneys, which were quickly taking their toll. We exchange some front kicks, one of mine is low with my heel catching her groin but she shakes it off better than I was able to shake off her kick that landed just above my bikini. The air rushes from my lungs leaving me gasping and choking as I try to defend myself. She catches me with a punch just above my right ear and my legs buckle and again I'm on the canvas. I struggle up by 7 and the referee cleans my gloves before allowing Jennifer to attack. We are close again exchanging punches and knees. She moves forward as I thrust my knee upward. I can feel her soft outer labia act as a cushion between my knee and her pubic bone as it is crushed. Jennifer's face says it all, she is in agony and there is no way that she can continue the fight. The foul wasn't intentional but I am going to take full advantage of it as I snapped Ms. Woo's head back with a right uppercut to her chin. Jennifer Woo, the Asian Assassin, falls back first to the canvas like a toppled tree. She is out cold. The whole gym goes quiet, so quiet that you can hear the referee counting, then after the replay is shown, the boos and heckling begin. Ms. Woo is out for more than 2 minutes and when she became conscious is writhing in agony and is taken from the ring on a stretcher. It is not a popular win. I receive more heckling after the official announcement is made.

The announcer, "Ladies and gentlemen, it is official, your winner by knockout at 2:34 of the 3rd round is Jillian Russell. We will update you on Ms. Woo as soon as we know something."

The announcer's remarks fuel the already tense situation and the gym security people have to escort us back to my dressing room. The excitement of the win has taken my mind off the pain but this is short lived. I'll try to sum up the damage to both of us. Ms. Woo had a mouse under both eyes, her nose had been bleeding off and on but I don't think it is broken, she has visible bruises on her left arm, left leg and I'm sure on her breasts, ribs and womanhood. I have a split eyebrow that required 8 sutures, bruised nose, large mouse under my right eye, small mouse under my left eye, bruised ribs, legs, and arms and significantly bruised and swollen breasts and swollen womanhood. Was I the winner?

We leave the gym and go to a nearby hotel where I spent most of the nite in the bathtub packed in ice. I have my eyebrow sutured the next day and a week later I have my ribs x-rayed and find that she has cracked two on my left side.

There were messages on the phone when we got home. Ms. Woos' people were already pushing Mr. Chung to set a date for a topless rematch. I had agreed to fight under Mr. Chung's rules but I hadn't agreed to fight against Ms. Woo. Do I owe Ms. Woo a rematch? It will be a few months before my eyebrow is healed enough to fight again.

I had delayed my topless Thai boxing rematch against Jennifer Woo as long as I could. It was now 11 weeks since I knocked her out in our first Thai boxing meeting at Mr. Chung's gym. I think back and wonder how I got myself into this topless match. Sometimes I think that women are more macho than guys are when it comes to showing off their bodies. I was about to expose my 37dd breasts to Ms. Woo's fists, knees and feet, a Ms. Woo that wanted revenge and I knew that I would come out hurting even if I win.

I worked hard in the gym to prepare for Ms. Woo's style of fighting but this was the first fight that I actually dreaded. I had never been topless in the ring before and couldn't help thinking how stupid I was to agree to it. My breasts had been exposed during some wrestling matches at house parties and my nipples had been pinched but that was no comparison to the damage Ms. Woo could inflict.

I saw another side of Ken revealed, oh he was still the same loving and concerned mate and trainer but I could sense that he secretly cherished the thought of me defending my large bare breasts against Ms. Woo. I think most men like to see women assaulting each other's body, especially bare breasts.

This match would be fought under Mr. Chung's house rules. The fight is scheduled for 5 rounds of 3-minutes with a 2-minute rest between rounds. We will fight wearing a silk bikini bottom, 8-oz. gloves and a mouth guard. Ken knows that there is a high probability I'll be cut and again enlists the services of his cut man Mike.

The weigh in as usual is the evening before the fight. I dropped my robe and stepped on the scale first. I received a loud welcome for my choice of apparel. I was wearing my favorite lavender colored bra and panties. Ms. Woo had intended to steal the show with her choice of a red bra and panties and she did look good but I won the battle of the weigh in. Things became a little tense during the photo session when one photographer wanted a shot of us together with Ms. Woo's fist against my breast. Ms. Woo wasn't gentle about placing her fist against my breast and thing almost became ugly. Ken and Mr. Chung quickly stepped between us.

The day of the fight I eat a medium sized breakfast just before noon and then don't eat again until after the fight. About mid afternoon, my stomach was so nervous that I was on my knees in front of the porcelain god and still had the dry heaves when we entered the dressing room. Ken and Kelly work on calming me down. I know I'll be ok once I'm in the ring but I'm always very anxious before the fight begins. I undress to my undies and lie on the trainer's table where Kelly massages my shoulders and helps me stretch out. We watch the preliminary fights on the TV. The first two end early so I know that my fight will begin early. I slip into my bikini bottom and put on a loosely tied terry robe. I sit on the table and Ken begins to wrap my hand. A few minutes later the referee comes in to check me over and give us instructions. My hand wrap is ok and he tells Ken how he wants to see the cuffs of the gloves taped. My bikini is good, he does check that I have nothing under it and informs me that all punches, knees and kicks above the top of the bikini will be legal. He tells us that he wants a clean fight, reminds me about going to a neutral corner if I knock Ms. Woo down. He reminds Ken, Kelly and Mike that there is no surrender and that no corner person is to be on the ring apron during the 3-minute round, also if I do get knocked out, they can't enter the ring until he indicates that the fight is over.

We get the knock on the door that it's time to enter for the ring. We go into the hall and I can hear the theme from "Rocky III" and know that Ms. Woo is ahead of me. We wait until things quiet down and then go to the ring with the theme from "The Gladiator"

The announcer, "Ladies and gentlemen, the fight that you all came to see. Mr. Chung, who is sitting here beside me, has put together this dynamite main event. These two ladies have met twice before with each scoring a knockout win and not just a 10 count but the loser in both matches was unconscious for several minutes. The fight is scheduled for 5 rounds of 3-minute duration. The ladies will be wearing 8-oz. gloves, a silk bikini bottom and a mouthpiece, and fighting under Mr. Chung's modified Thai boxing rules. Mr. Chung, you have a comment?"

Mr. Chung, "Thanks Jim, the ladies are, Jennifer Woo and Jillian Russell. Both are extremely competitive ladies and I was able to persuade Ms. Russell to accept this topless match. Jennifer who is known as the Asian Assassin has fought out of my gym for many years. Jennifer knocked out Ms. Russell in their first meeting under standard boxing rules. Jillian Russell had a questionable knockout win over Ms. Woo in this ring under my modified Thai rules."

The announcer, "You say questionable win? What do you mean?"

Mr. Chung, "Jim, on our review of the video tape, Ms. Russell definitely fouled Ms. Woo. I believe it was accidentally but it did incapacitate Ms. Woo setting her up for the knockout. Fighting under these rules where knees are being thrust and kicks are allowed to the inside of your opponent's upper leg, the fighters will get hit in the groin on occasion. Ms. Woo was furious after the last fight and I know that she intends to do some serious damage to Ms. Russell. I really doubt that this fight will go 5 rounds. I predict blood and a knockout so don't leave your seats once this fight begins."

The announcer, "I see that the polls have Ms. Russell favored by 3 to 1."

Mr. Chung, "I don't think the odds matter once the bell rings. Both ladies have knockout power, Ms. Russell in her right hand, Ms. Woo in her left hand, not to mention lethal blows from their knees thrusts or kicks. It's just a matter of who is able to score the fatal punch, knee or kick first."

The announcer, "Ms. Woo has just entered the ring and Ms. Russell is just approaching the steps to the ring. This long awaited fight will be underway shortly. I'll turn the mic over to the ring announcer."

Ring announcer, "Ladies and Gentlemen, our main event of the evening. This bout is scheduled for 5-rounds of Thai boxing under Mr. Chung's modified rules. I like to introduce the combatants. In the corner to my right, she stands 5' 8" tall and weighs 138 pounds with a record of 18 wins, 4 losses, with 10 coming by way of knockout, please welcome the stunning Jillian Russell." A booming applause!

The ring announcer continues, " Our other combatant for this bout is in the corner to my left, she stands 5' 2" tall and weighs136 pounds with a record of 11 wins, 2 losses, 1 draw with 9 knockouts, please give a warm reception for our own, Asian Assassin, Jennifer Woo." The applause from Ms. Woo's supporters is thunderous.

The announcer, "The referee asks both ladies to remove their robes and come to the center of the ring for final instructions. Wow, Ms. Russell looks stunning, clad only in her low rise blue silk bikini and white gloves, her magnificent breasts droop ever so slightly with her pink inch long nipples standing out like bullets. Ms. Woo looks equally beautiful wearing a yellow silk bikini, her slightly smaller breasts stand pert with her dark red gumdrop sized nipples erect. I ask myself why these two ladies want to fight. The referee gives the ladies final instructions and sends them to their respective corners to await the bell."

Round 1

The announcer, "The ladies move out, touch gloves and begin to jab at each other. They exchange a few firm punches, which are blocked. It's a game of cat and mouse as each is looking for the other to make a mistake. Woo scores first as she slips a firm jab through Ms. Russell's guard landing flush on the redhead's left breast. That one hurt Ms. Russell, whose gloves instinctively drop to the source of the pain and Jennifer smacks her in the face with a solid left. Ms. Russell is trying to shake off the punch as Jennifer backs her into the corner, fakes a kick, and then sinks a left into Ms. Russell's belly. Jillian Russell clinches, but this clinch isn't like standard boxing and Ms. Woo begins with the knee thrusts. Ms. Russell's beautiful breasts are being bounced and bruised now. The ladies fall to the mat locked together with Ms. Woo going down on top of Ms. Russell. Jillian Russell is slow to get to her feet. The referee cleans Jennifer's gloves as he waits for Jillian to get to her feet, then cleans her gloves. Jillian Russell was caught flatfooted and Jennifer Woo scored big time. The ladies move toward each other, Jillian with a left jab to Ms. Woo's midsection followed by a right to her head. Ms. Woo comes back with a roundhouse kick, which Jillian blocks with her arm. Ms. Russell attempts a kick but misses and Ms. Woo retaliates with a kick to back of Jillian Russell's leg. Russell dances off the effects of the kick moving in on Ms. Woo as the ladies exchange a number of punches. A right uppercut from Russell staggers the Asian lady but Woo remains on her feet and actually smiles at Jillian Russell. Woo snaps a lightning left into Ms. Russell's right breast, which brings an audible squeal from the hurt redhead. The crowd erupts as Ms. Woo sends Russell's left breast bouncing off her shoulder with a perfect right uppercut. Jillian Russell is desperate to tie Woo up and again goes to the clinch where Woo continues her onslaught on Russell's chest with knee thrusts. The crowd is on their feet. Russell is hurt and Woo has her trapped in the corner. Russell's gloves are down protecting her breasts and Woo drive a blistering combination into Jillian Russell's head. There's blood on Woo's white gloves. Yes, Ms. Russell has been cut just above her right eye and Woo continues her merciless onslaught. Russell kicks out to hold Woo off but Woo catches the second kick and drives her own kick high on the inside of Russell's leg. Jillian Russell emits a howl and collapses in the corner. The referee pulls a fired up Ms. Woo off and sends her to a neutral corner. Russell is hurt and looking at her corner for help. She struggles onto her hands and knees as the referee's count reaches 6. The bell sounds ending the round and probably saving Jillian Russell from a knockout. Mr. Chung would you summarize the fight so far.

Mr. Chung: "Ken, Jillian's boyfriend/trainer rushes into the ring to assist his lady to their corner. Jillian is gulping for air as she drops to the corner stool. They will require every second of the 2-minute rest to get Ms. Russell ready for round 2. Mike, the cut man goes to work on her eye. The cut is almost an inch long in the soft tissue above the eye and below the eyebrow. Ken quickly sponges his lady off and Kelly places a couple of cold packs on Jillian's bruised breasts. In addition to the cut above her right eye, Ms. Russell has a mouse under her left eye, some nasty bruises already showing up on her breasts and legs. Ms. Woo has a substantial mouse under her left eye, bruises also showing on her breasts and legs. Ms. Woo appears very eager to get round 2 under way. The warning buzzer sounds, Woo is up on her feet and Russell is helped to her feet.

Jillian's comments on round 1. I could feel my breasts jiggling as I dance out to meet Ms. Woo. Jennifer being less endowed didn't have the same problem. I began with a plan to score an early knockout but everything changed when she drove my left breast against my ribcage early, which hurt like hell, then wobbled me with a left to my face. I was dazed from then on but she caught me on top of my bikini and got my breasts with a couple of good knees. She seemed to be all over me and I was hurting. I don't think that I remember getting cut.

Round 2

The announcer, "Ms. Russell is limping slightly as she moves from her corner. Woo moves in quickly hoping to pickup where she ended the last round. Woo with a quick kick into Russell's ribs. Jillian tries to shake it off as Woo stalks her, again attempting to back Russell into the corner with a left into Russell's cleavage and a right low into the redhead's belly. The belly shot hurt Russell and Woo moves in swinging. Russell blocks a left and drives her own left into Woo's solar plexus. The Asian lady is paralyzed by the punch, her hands drop and Russell scores big with a right that lands flush on Woo's face, a left to her breasts and the famous blistering right uppercut that dims the lites for Ms. Woo. Jennifer Woo is down, flat on her back, the referee is trying to get an elated Jillian Russell to a neutral corner so he can begin the count. Woo's nose is bleeding badly, maybe broken. The gym again is in an uproar. I don't believe it, Jennifer Woo is conscious and struggling to her hands and knees. I think the referee was just about to wave the fight over when Ms. Woo began to get up. Russell and her corner can't believe it either. Woo is up, this terrific fight will continue. We are going to have a time out for the doctor to check on Ms. Woo's nose. We have the doctor's ok to continue. The referee calls for time in and motions for the ladies to fight. Ms. Russell moves in quickly and begins to relentlessly pummel a dazed Ms. Woo. A couple of Russell's rights to her face and Woo's nose is bleeding profusely. Jennifer Woo punches back instinctively and has Russell's eye bleeding again. A big Russell right hand drops the Asian Assassin to the mat again. A very confused Ms. Woo struggles to her feet again, blood streaming from her nose. The referee calls for the ladies to fight and Russell moves in swinging, driving Woo to the corner. Woo fights back catching Russell with a hard left to the right side of her face. Blood sprays into the air as Jillian Russell goes down hard. I think the cut above Russell's eye has been opened up more. The redhead is on her hands and knees, blood dripping from the right side of her face. It's a new cut on her eyebrow. Russell's right eyebrow has been split open almost the entire length. A dazed Ms. Russell is up, very wobbly but up. The bell, I can barely hear it but yes the round is over. Both ladies are hurt and bloody but don't want to give in. Mr. Chung, you comment please. I'm so hoarse, I think I just lost my voice."

Mr. Chung, " Again Ken, Russell's boyfriend/trainer comes into the ring to carry his lady to the corner. This time Woo's husband comes into the ring to assist his wife to her corner. He is also her cut man. Both corners are working feverishly on their fighters. This rest will be 2½ minutes as the referee has indicated that the doctor will check over both ladies before the beginning of round 3. Ms. Woo took a lot more damage this round and fears are that her nose is broken but that won't necessarily end the fight. Ms. Russell's eyebrow is gashed wide open for well over an inch and the cut below her eye has opened up. Her eye is blackened and badly swollen but I think she can still continue. In Ms. Russell's corner Ken sponges his beauty off with cool water, Kelly again places ice packs on her swollen breasts, and the cut man Mike works on her face and eye. Jennifer's corner is busy as her hubby sponges her off then goes to work on her nose. Her sister administers ice packs to her swollen face and breasts. The doctor has given his ok for round 3."

Jillian's comments on round 2. Jennifer definitely came out to finish me off but I surprised her and thought that I had knocked her out. It was annoying to see her beat the count when I was so sure that I had put her away. She was fighting out of desperation when she caught me with the left that cut my eyebrow and I was woozy for the remainder of the round.

Round 3

The announcer, "The ladies both walk to the middle of the ring and begin to exchange some very firm punches. Woo's nose is bleeding already. They clinch and begin exchanging knee thrusts. Russell groans out as her breasts are bounced around by Woo's knee. Woo's blood is trickling down Jillian Russell's back. They break the clinch and a hard left hook from the Asian lady staggers Russell and opens up the cuts on her eye. Both ladies appear a little woozy and we're just 1 minute into the round. Ms Russell has just taken a brutal immobilizing kick to the top of her bikini driving her backward to the ropes. Russell appears to be hurt as Ms. Woo drives a right, then a left into the redhead's unprotected breasts. Woo delivers a punishing kick just below Ms. Russell's ribs. She doubles over in excruciating pain. Woo is out to end this match as she delivers a hard knee thrust to Russell's belly driving her back into the corner. I think the knee caught Ms. Russell low, probably in the groin. Russell is defenseless as Woo connects with a roundhouse kick to her head. The redhead bounces off the ropes, crashing face first to the canvas. Ms. Russell is out cold. There's a lot of blood oozing onto the canvas from Jillian Russell's face but we can't see if she sustained a new cut from the kick. The referee rolls an unconscious Jillian Russell over. The beautiful redhead doesn't appear to have been cut again but the cuts above and below her right eye might have been opened further. The referee signals the fight is over and Russell's boyfriend/trainer, Ken, rushes into the ring to attend to his lady. It's mayhem in the gym as Ms. Woo's Asian supporters celebrate her victory. Gym security is trying to keep the audience from entering the ring as Ms. Russell is still out cold on the mat. She's now been out for just over 3 minutes. The doctor is working to revive the stricken fighter as her boyfriend/trainer attends to the cuts above and below her right eye. Ms. Russell has now regained conscious but seems to be in agonizing pain. The doctor has asked for a stretcher and Jillian Russell will be carried from the ring to her dressing room to receive medical attention. Would you care to add anything Mr. Chung?"

Mr. Chung, "Well Jim, Ms. Woo was a 3 to 1 underdog coming into this fight and has scored a devastating knockout of Jillian Russell at 1:52 of the third round, which shows that anything can happen in the ring. I would like to see another fight between these ladies. I think it would be equally as entertaining as this fight. Neither of them will be fighting for a couple of months to give the damage a chance to heal. Ms. Woo has already signed to meet a black lady and Ms. Russell's manager, Ken, has agreed verbally for her to meet a local policewoman. I'm going to drop by Ms. Russell's dressing room and check on her condition."

Jillian, I remember Woo kicking me in my stomach and trying to get my hands up to stop her from punching my breasts but not much after that until I was on the table in the dressing room. My whole body was on fire. Ken and Kelly had my breasts and groin packed in ice and Kelly was holding an ice bag on both sides of my face. I received a total of 16 stitches to close both cuts. My eye was swollen shut for two days. Woo's nose was broken and she was as badly bruised as I was. In these fights, even the winner sustains some damage. We will fight again.