Girl crush refers to that fervent infatuation that one heterosexual woman develops for another woman who may seem impossibly sophisticated, gifted, beautiful or accomplished. …not sexual in nature, the feeling that it triggers- excitement, nervousness, a sense of novelty- are much like those that accompany a new romance. And infatuation often turns to friendship by Stephanie Rosenbloom of The New York Times

Or does it?

Girl crush (ed) by bocarat

“I am so glad you called you really made my day!” Denise Richards said on the phone. “You know I was nervous to ask you for your number and yet so relieved when you asked for mine!” Denise was having a “girl crush” on the younger award winning actress. The caller was Angelina Jolie, and the two actress had ran into each other earlier in the week at a restaurant for lunch, and had a nice conversation about kids, relationships and careers. The two beauties continued to speak and listen about the other's life and trials and tribulations of their lives and careers. “You know” Richards said, “I am so tired about this feel sorry for me crap, I mean I'm no Jennifer Aniston bitch!” A pause on the phone, and Richards speaks up “Oh I'm so sorry, Angelina I didn't mean to bring that up, but I am moving on with my life and making plans.” Angelina says, “You have to be strong, it's a tough business and the press and other's are always looking to take a bite out of you! “It just sucks sometimes doesn't it!” Denise said.

“I am sorry, but some chick from the View is here to shot a segment about me and how I've managed since Charlie has moved out.” “Sounds interesting” Jolie says. “Don't try to fool me, it is just sappy, crappy TV!” Richards replies “and continued, “my manager thought that it would be good for the career.” “That old Hollywood adage, the only bad publicity is NO publicity. You know we really should get together some time and swap stories, I bet you got some great ones!” Jolie replies, “I bet you do too, You have had er! Excuse me still do have a great career going, and maybe we could swap spit too!” Denise Richards heard the remark, but wasn't quite sure it was meant the way it was received and replied, yeah sure! That would be great!” Angelina Jolie started to laugh and said, “I'll call you in a couple of days and I hope to see ya' soon.” Both women said bye on the phone and hung up. Angelina told her assistant to make sure that she get a tape of the View show with Denise Richards. Meanwhile, after hanging up the phone with Angelina, Denise was a little giddy about the call from Angelina, and a little aroused at the closing comments.

The View technical crew had set up the interview to take place in Denise's living room. She was wearing a light blue skirt, and a matching top that clung to her nice round chest.

The interview does not include her two babies, and they are in the nursery upstairs with a nanny. The nanny is a late 50ish year old African American woman, who grew up and raised her own family in Watts . The nanny has been a constant companion, and a rock to Denise Richards since the breakup of her marriage.

She was to be interviewed by Elizabeth Hasselbeck. Hasselbeck is a pretty, petite blonde. She is several years younger, and maybe an inch shorter than Denise, and since the delivery of her first born; she has developed a more voluptuous physique. She was an athlete in college, and was on the TV show Survivor. She has since been a member of The View; the producers added her hoping that she would bring in a younger audience, and male viewers. Her views are conservative, and sometimes she has to defend herself from the other, wiser, more experienced ladies on the show. Her husband is a quarterback in the NFL. The interview finally starts and as the questions about the pregnancy, the break-up, the delivery and the future go on, Denise senses a condescending tone in the young woman's voice. Elizabeth is also wearing skirt, heels, and a top that displays some of her newly found cleavage, and plenty of leg and thigh for the crew, cameras and Denise to see. As Denise answers the questions, from her interviewer, she is feeling increasingly uncomfortable with the tone, and the line of questions. Elizabeth keeps peppering her with questions about her film roles, especially the film “Wild Things,” and the Playboy shoot after her first pregnancy. As the interview ends, Denise gets up and thanks everyone, and announces that there are sandwiches and drinks for the cast and crew in the kitchen.

The producer comes over to talk to Denise, and thanks her for being such a gracious hot as the two talk, Denise spies Elizabeth eyeing her, and is slowly making her way towards Denise. The TV crew has removed their gear from the home, and most of the food in the kitchen and have now left the spacious home. Denise is watching them leave, and notices Elizabeth has stayed back from the rest of the crew. “Hi! Denise says, is everything okay?” “Yeah, everything is fine. I just wanted to have a word with you if I could.” “Sure,” Denise says as she begins to clean up the kitchen. Elizabeth picks up her oversize bag and walks over to Denise in the kitchen. She is moving towards Denise with purpose, and looks very determined and angry. She looks at Denise, and says, “You know you are such a slut! You show your tits to anyone at the drop of a hat.” and throws down the Playboy issue with her 1 st post pregnancy pictorial. Elizabeth continues talking “my fucking husband wanted me to get this signed by you, but I'll think I'll use it to kick your ass bitch!” Denise startled, shaken and insulted all at once looks at the magazine on the kitchen counter, as Elizabeth moves closer to her and pinning her against the counter. Denise says, “I'm sorry you feel that way, but it was a present to my former husband.” Elizabeth hears the remark but is still upset, and shoves her body and chest into Denise's. Denise regains her composure and asks, “What is this really all about? Denise brings her hands up to her chest, and moves Elizabeth back off from her. “What are you deaf, and dumb bitch! It's about you being a slut and a whore, and you need to be taken down bitch!” Elizabeth screams at Denise. “Look Elizabeth, Denise says I don't want any trouble with you. I'm sorry the issue offends you, but it's history, and I have regrets about doing the shoot also.”

Elizabeth looks at Denise, and then slaps her across her face. Denise turns from the blow and before she can retaliate Elizabeth slaps her again. Soon Elizabeth and Denise are attacking each other. Denise is trying to slap Elizabeth , but she is to close to connect. Denise and Elizabeth have buried their hands in each other's hair. Elizabeth has Denise up against the counter, leans in with her body and keeps Denise from getting away. Denise can feel Elizabeth move her thigh and pelvis into hers, and she thinks that this chick wants to get “down and dirty.” Denise pumps her own pelvis and chest into Elizabeth 's whose expression changes with each thrust.

Elizabeth continues to have Denise pinned against the counter top, as their hands are shaking each other's head from side to side, front and back, their pelvis are grinding, and the nylon legs are kneeing, and rising against their rivals. Their skirts hike up from the legs battling, and squirming against each other's. Denise grunts in Elizabeth 's ear, “No way you're gonna take me in my own house bitch!” Elizabeth groans in Denise's ear, “I already got you slut!” and pulls Denise's hair back, and forces Denise's legs to spread wider as Elizabeth lifts her up to the top of the countertop. With Denise's leg spread, Elizabeth increases the pressure and contact between the two women. They can feel the full, round breasts bounce and contort as the two lean into each other.

Elizabeth releases Denise's hair, and cups and grabs her ass. Elizabeth raises Denise's skirt as the two struggle against each other. Denise can now feel the cool, marble countertop on her lovely, round ass. Denise also releases Elizabeth 's hair, to catch herself, and keep from being pinned down on the marble. Denise hooks her legs around Elizabeth 's ass as Elizabeth bears down on the actress. Denise begins to kick Elizabeth in the ass with the back of her heels, and even digs the long, lethal heels into the back of Elizabeth 's thighs. Elizabeth is grunting and cussing at Denise. Elizabeth releases her talons from scratching and tearing at Denise's nylons, instead she grabs Denise's legs just below the knee and tries to power her up onto the counter top and free herself from the assault on her thighs.

Denise now leans forward and tears and rips at Elizabeth 's blouse, bra and chest. “Why you bitch!” Elizabeth screams and begins to tear and rip into the delicate clothing Denise is wearing, and at the breast flesh the clothing once covered. The two keep ripping, cussing, grunting and groaning from the assault on each other's clothes and flesh. Elizabeth backs away and slams a fist into Denise's gut, but ends up being a low blow, and doubles the actress over. Elizabeth stands back to admire the word done to the gasping actress. Denise slowly straightens herself up, and quickly fires a kick into the crotch of the television personality, who is now doubled over in pain. Elizabeth uses her hands to steady herself on the large marble countertop, as Denise is now in a defensive boxing position to continue the battle.

A voice from upstairs breaks the silence, “Ms Richards are you okay? The nanny cries out. Denise looks at Elizabeth and answers the nanny “I'm okay, please just stay where you are!” Elizabeth gains her stability, and is ready to continue the battle. Denise says, “you want some more bitch!” Elizabeth replies, “we only just begun slut!” Denise gets ready to fight again, then puts her hands up and says, “let me check on her and the kids, and we can continue this!” “I ain't going anywhere, not until I finish you off you fucking whore!” “Fuck you!” Is all Denise said, and marched upstairs still feeling the pain in her scalp, breasts and guts.

“What's going on down there Ms Richards? The nanny asked. “Just a little disagreement between some lady from the TV show. And me!” Denise replied. “Well if she started this in your house, you got to finish business and take out the trash! Right!” the nanny said. “You are absolutely right! I got some business to finish with that bitch!” Do you mind staying here and watching the babies?” Denise answered. “Not at all. Do you want me to help you out! I can really get into kickin' some ass today!” the nanny said. Denise smiled at the nanny, and said, “No this is my business, but please stay here and if things get out of control, please come down first, and check with me before you call the cops! Okay!” “Okay!” The nanny answered, and added “you know where I'm from this happens all the time. Good luck Ms Richards.” “Thanks! Denise replied, and thank you for being here!” Denise walked out of the nursery, as the nanny shut the door and gave Denise a thumbs up, and a smile before she closed the door.

Denise walked down the stairway and stopped when she saw Elizabeth adjusting her clothes, and fixing her hair. Denise didn't say a word, just pointed at Elizabeth and using her left pointer finger motioned Elizabeth to join her. Elizabeth marched up the stairs behind Denise who led her to the master bedroom. This would be the new arena! Denise started to strip and remove her torn blouse, ruffled skirt and heels as she led Elizabeth to her bedroom. Elizabeth was shocked at first, but was not going to be upstaged by the “B” actress and was stripping to except she laid her clothes over a chair in the host's bedroom.

The two women squared their shoulders and faced each other in their bra's and panties. “Okay, Denise said, you wanted to continue this, then let's settle this now bitch!” Each women took in deep breaths through their mouth, and soon their hands reached out and found each other's hands and the to blondes came together in a tangle of arms, torsos and legs. As they struggled in each other's grasp, they would bang their breasts into each other's. Several times they did this to inflict pain and Denise feeling her breasts were firmer started slamming her breasts into Elizabeth 's, each time the two would knock a grunt and a gasp of air out of their lungs. Elizabeth wanted to fight, so she grabbed Denise on the shoulders and spun her around, and moved in to choke her from behind. Denise was gasping “aaahhh!” and under Elizabeth's control, Denise struggled and was able to lift her hands over her head and reach back and grab a hand full of Elizabeth's once coiffure blonde hair.

The two broke apart, and Denise quickly put Elizabeth into a chokehold, like the one she was in earlier and began tightening her noose of strong, lean arms around the interviewer's neck. Elizabeth began to choke and was failing about with her arms. Denise released the hold and punched Elizabeth in the face. Elizabeth 's head went back, and Denise followed with a slap to Elizabeth 's face. As Denise recoiled for another slap, Elizabeth attacked Denise's hair, and now the two vixens were battling up close and personal. With their hands in each other's hair, they began to kick and knee each other in the groin, knee and shins. Elizabeth got Denise in her pussy, and doubled over the blonde actress. When Elizabeth tried again, Denise caught her knee and pushed her forward landing the two warriors on the bed. The two rolled around on the bed with Elizabeth on top, she quickly began to slap the face and tits of Denise. Denise caught Elizabeth 's hands with her own, then moved them to Elizabeth 's hair, and rolled her over onto her back. Denise and Elizabeth pulled and tugged at each other's hair. “Oooucch!” the two women screamed. Elizabeth wrapped her legs around Denise's thin waist and pushed her off of her. The two women were fighting each other on their sides. Each pulling hair, slapping and punching whatever they could hit. “You fucking bitch!” Denise yelled at Elizabeth . Elizabeth screamed back “You whore-ish slut!” Elizabeth lifted herself up, and began to kick Denise in the sides and chest. Denise retaliated and soon their legs looked like pistons kicking and kicking again. Their legs got tangled in the process and each had the other's legs locked up with their own. Denise struck first by latching onto Elizabeth 's hair, and pulled her towards her, Elizabeth seeing the opportunity did the same to Denise. Their heads and scalps collided with each other's as they pulled and tore at each other's thick blonde mane.

The two faced each other tearing at each other's scalp, sitting on their asses on the bed. Their legs were locked around the legs of the other, and squirming to seal around the waist of their rivals. They shook each other head and Denise and Elizabeth 's noses touch they were so close. Denise sneered at Elizabeth and said, “give up bitch! I'm gonna destroy you!” Elizabeth spewed out “no way whore! I'm gonna rip your hair out, and then I'm going for your tits!” Denise then lurched forward and landed and pinned Elizabeth down on the bed. Denise had Elizabeth in a schoolgirl pin. Denise was able to pin Elizabeth 's shoulders down with her knees and immobilize her arms. Denise pulled at Elizabeth 's hair, punched her in her chest and bounced on her firm but slightly baby-fat tummy. “I give, I give get off of me!” Elizabeth cried out, but Denise was ready to quit so soon. She bounced some more on the stomach, scratched and clawed the TV personalities tits, and started to choke the young survivor starlet.

Elizabeth struggled with the choking and gurgling noise came from her mouth. Denise knew that she would pass out soon. Denise then reached back with her left hand, and clawed at the sensitive pussy of Elizabeth and pulled, scratched and probed the inner recesses of her sex organ. Elizabeth cried out in horror and pain, and Denise stopped. She pulled her hand and arm back to Elizabeth 's breasts and just pushed down on the once proud, large orbs, and pushed down. “I'm gonna squash these flabby melons you no-talent bitch! Denise sputtered at Elizabeth who just cried, and yelped in pain. Denise looking down at the defeated mass of blonde flesh, punched Elizabeth in her tits, and got up off the defeated blonde and punched her in the gut for good measure. Elizabeth let out a “ooommph!” sound with the punch, then rolled over meekly crying in a ball of flesh.

Denise got off the bed, and got her robe and left the TV personality crying in her bed. She walked down the hall to check on her babies. She picked up her youngest and held her close to her taking in the lovely scent of fresh life. “You should be proud of mommy today! She just kicked that nasty, know it all's ass honey!” The nanny looked over at her and gave her an approving smile and nod, and kept rocking Denise's first child who was fast asleep.

Denise held her youngest child a bit longer, and then placed her down in her crib and left to check on her unwanted guest. When Denise entered her bedroom, Elizabeth had sucked in her pain and pride, and was fumbling trying to get dressed before the madam of the house returned to inflict more pain. Denise met Elizabeth at her bedroom door, and Elizabeth looked at Denise with shock and awe. Denise said, “don't worry sweetie there ain't nothing else left to beat! Denise moved aside letting Elizabeth scurry down the stairs and out the door. Denise proudly and mercifully let her leave, she felt more confident and ready to take on the world again as if that were enough. Denise then went back to her bedroom, closed the door and laid her sore body on the messed up bed. As she reflected on the fight, and the feeling she was having she felt the urge to call and see Angelina Jolie.