Tuesday, February 04, 2014
Blonde Stripper Battle
From Tanya Danielle's Catfight Diary: "Kristal Summers and I had plans to get together this past Friday night. I called her an hour before she was supposed to pick me up and told her that I was feeling sick and wanted to stay home. As always, Kristal displayed her sweet nature by expressing her concern and inquiring if I would like her to bring anything to my bedside. 'No, thank you.' I replied in a weak voice, making it a point to sniffle a few times. 'I'll be OK. Right now I just need to sleep. Hopefully my fever will be lower in the morning.' Kristal made me promise to call her immediately if I started feeling any worse. I agreed, hung up the phone, and then returned to my bathroom where I finished touching up my makeup. Thirty minutes later I was walking into the club where Kristal and I both dance. I felt capital, particularly since I knew that Kristal had canceled her shift when she and I had made our original plans for the evening. It was Friday night and now I was guaranteed to make bank since I would be the only busty blonde on the shift! Sure enough I raked in the dough and returned home very happy at around 3am on Saturday morning. At 7am someone started pounding relentlessly on my front door. I tried to ignore it, but after five minutes of steady banging I finally got out of bed and looked through the peephole. Kristal was standing on my front porch with an irate expression on her face. She never gets mad. I opened the door. She glared at me. I tried to look puzzled. 'Let's settle this in the ring.' she said with the closest thing to anger that I had ever heard in her voice. 'What are you talking about?' I asked. 'Settle what? What are you doing here?' She looked at me with complete disgust. I could sense the potent combination of contempt and moral superiority that was roiling in her gut. All of a sudden I realized that I was behaving like an imbecilic coward. 'All right, all right.. ' I said, waving my hands in the air to ward off her unspoken accusations. 'I tricked you into canceling your Friday shift so I could work all night with no competition whatsoever. It was crappy of me to do it, but.. ' My words trailed off. Really, there was no justification for my actions. Kristal kept staring at me. I sighed. 'Look, I'm sorry.' I said. 'I deceived you and I also deceived myself into thinking that I was just telling a few harmless white lies. Now I see that I could have seriously compromised our friendship by thinking only of my own financial gain. I really am sorry. Will you forgive me?' Kristal leaned in close to me. 'Will I forgive you?' she replied mockingly. 'I might forgive you. Maybe I'll be in a more forgiving mood after I take your 'harmless white lies' and shove them up your fat, white ass!'.. Those are fighting words when spoken by a tanned, toned, blonde goddess like Kristal. My pulse started to race. On our way to the ring it occurred to me to wonder whether I was hung over or just still drunk from the night before. Of course I don't want anyone to think that I am making excuses for what happened later during our battle.. "