Fashion Show Showdown.

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Hillary, Loved the way her long sleek legs looked and how they tapered up
towards her firm buttocks. Rock-steady,  yes but never masculine. She knew with
her long light blonde hair that fell to her long legs, and her deep blue eyes
she'd get looks, and even might get some snarling teeth from the other girls,
but not as bad as one unavoidable brunette! This Bitch, went by the name,
Vanessa, or at least she was a bitch by Hillary's standards.
  She, Vanessa,  was the typical brunette, attractive, big brown eyes and very
black and wavy locks of hair. Both girls were fairly evenly figured about 115
lbs 25 -24 -35 or so. the main contrast was their hair And the stereo typing
that comes along with the rivalry.
  One evening at one of the parties for the Models, Hillary was chatting with
some friends. Her Shapely figure was clad in a pair of  White "wet look" tie
up "V" shorts with matching "Key" top. She strutted around with sheer pride and
knowing she was the hottest lady in the room. However, that certain brunette,
who always had something smart ass to say enters the room. Vanessa, is very
sultry in her tight very short boy shorts with matching crop top with the
specially tattooed on the shirt "Blondes as Bimbos" 
  With an evil grin she approaches Hillary. "Hillary dear look what I went and
bought this shirt and i bought it just for my favorite Blonde!"
  "To bad you don't fill it out with those namby-pamby tits, No matter, you
won't be wearing it long Bitch!" Hillary responds.
  "Oh really!" Smirks the brunette, as she puts her hands on her hips." " And
I suppose you think a delicate blonde like you can take it off me?" she adds.
   "Well you brunette Bitch, You've brought this torment upon yourself,  so, 
bring it on!" answers the blonde.
  "Oh blondie your gonna wish you'd never tempted me to rip your hair out!"
  Within seconds both women are ripping into the others hair. They begin to
struggle about the room then go flying over a table. Upon hitting the carpeted
floor, Hillary lands on top of Vanessa. Like two lioness in the grassy field
they fight for ultimate domination of the other's will and body.
  Hillary manages to wrap her long sleek ,but very powerful, legs around
Vanessa's waist. The unmerciful blonde then pulls on the brunette's long tresses of
hair. Meanwhile Vanessa, screams out in frustration, until she manages to rip
off her blonde predator's top.
  This allows Hillary's breast to come popping out. Immediately the brunette,
lunges for those swinging mounds of vulnerable flesh.

However, Hillary notices her potential disaster and grabs the brunette's
wrist, just in time to save her subtle breast from sheer torture.
  The two ladies then begin a struggle for control, trying to crush the
other's progress, and try to gain the advantage.
  Vanessa, begins to force Hillary backwards , because the blonde knows she
must not turn loose the scissors she has on her adversary.  This enables the
brunette to get to her knees, however the blonde still will not let go. In
desperation Vanessa digs into the blonde's breast. With her thighs squeezing the
brunette's waist and her hands still engulfed in locks of jet black hair, Hillary
is unable to stop Vanessa from digging her nails into her breast.
  Once again it becomes a test of wills. This time Hillary begins to sense
that Vanessa is becoming tired.
The clever blonde then lets go of the brunette's hair and grabs Vanessa's
wrist, forcing the brunette to release her hold on the blonde's breast. The
brunette is now realizing she's losing the battle. while the blonde perceives
victory.
  Suddenly Hillary lets out a squeal, Vanessa has sunk her pearl white teeth
into the blonde's left breast. the stunned blonde falls to her back as the
brunette sits on her lower mid-section and continues to nip at Hillary's breast,
now pulling at the nipple. The brunette then reaches out and grabs Hilary's
right breast with her nails. The blonde slams her hands on the floor and tosses
her head left to right. Vanessa's clenched teeth are bordered by a vicious
grin, as she looks into Hillary's tear filled eyes.
  Then, the blonde, getting over her primary shock, instantaneously reaches up
and grabs Vanessa's long black braids of hair, attempting, it seems to rip
them out.
  For a third time it's the brunettes will against the blondes. this time the
devastation is very tremendous on both noblewomen.
  You see this isn't just about hair color, It's about what the contrast
brings about.  They have engaged in all the stereo typing that goes with the feud
and between them they have made it an issue. A Victory is a glorious right to
claim a total Dominance, a loss only leads way to bitter submission. Sure, on
the surface it seems fake and frivolous, but, too these two women it's a reason
to win!
  The fierce struggle continues.
Hillary , her nipple being assaulted by Vanessa's bite, And the brunette
having her hair being virtually pulled out by the roots.
  Suddenly Vanessa's head snaps forward. her body has given out.  Exhausted by
the struggle the brunette's has given up. Hillary her own body quivering in
anguish, rolls the brunette off and gets to her knees.  With Vanessa lying
lifeless Hillary elevates her hands in Victory .