How to Fire Up a Dead Relationship

By T. Trolley

I had just graduated from college and was working as a security guard at an amusement park when I met Sue. She was a very cute, perky blonde with medium-length straight blonde hair, brown eyes and a cute figure. The good thing was, this very pretty girl fell head over heels for me (why, I'll never know). This girl really wanted to go out with me and even went to the extent to leave notes on my car window on how I could get to her house to pick her up for a date.

But the bad thing was, she was just 17 years old and, I felt, just a bit young for me.

I went off to grad school as she entered her senior year in high school. When she finally got into college, I decided to go out with her and she gladly accepted. However, I wasn't all that enamored with her. Yeah, she looked great, but she was pretty immature and talked about real frivolous things that bored me.

I didn't call her again and, after grad school, I met Liz. Sue was much more attractive, but Liz had a cute little figure and, unlike Sue, she didn't talk very much at all. In fact, this librarian yet very athletic type girl who was a year older than Sue talked so very little that it was impossible to break her out of her shell and get to know her. But, similar to Sue, Liz adored me. She thought I was the smartest and kindest guy to walk on the face of the earth. It didn't take much to impress her and I must say -- like with Sue -- I had her in the palm of my hand.

I continued to see Liz, only because I really didn't have anybody else to see. But it didn't take long for me to get a call from Sue when she found out I had finished grad school and was back in town. She wanted to rekindle our relationship. I was very non-commital about the whole thing but I began to see her when I wasn't seeing Liz.

It didn't take me long to realize I didn't really care about either one of these women. Sue was really pretty but very shallow and Liz, though not as pretty, had more in common with me. Both of them, to be honest, were really boring. But, ironically, I never had two women fawn over me as much as they did.

It wasn't very often where I had two women infatuated with me like this. Because of their feelings for me, I really wanted something to happen to intensify my feelings for at least one of these girls. Besides, it would be better for me if I trimmed one of them out of the running -- so at least I wouldn't be double bored.

So I decided put all my cards on the table with both of them and throw my infatuation with women's wrestling into the mix. I figured that if one or both of them bolted, what did I have to lose?

So I told them about the other and suggested the two wrestle to hopefully "intensify" my feelings for them. I told Liz first and, to my surprise, she nonchalantly said, "Heck, I wouldn't mind wrestling her for you. I've watched some WWF wrestling before and I have a kid brother I used to wrestle with. I just might win anyway!" She paused, frowned and then said, "Besides, if I beat her, then maybe she'll leave you alone!"

I was amazed at what I had just heard! Liz would actually wrestle Sue if Sue accepted! Already my feelings were somewhat heating up for Liz as I was really moved by her devotion to me to do something quite strange and different for her.

So I went to Sue's place and told her the same thing. When I finished telling her that Liz had already agreed to wrestle her, Sue paused for a moment and then smiled, saying, "Well, I have a lot of German blood in me and Germans are naturally very strong. I wouldn't mind wrestling her. I don't know much about wrestling, but I think I'm strong enough to do pretty well!"

I was shocked, yet thrilled! Both of these women were willing to wrestle -- for me! And something Sue said stuck with me. Neither Liz nor Susan knew a thing about wrestling, so it was clear that the winner of this match would definitely be the stronger of the two -- just as Sue had said.

But just who was really stronger? Liz was pretty athletic with a dark tan, short brunette hair and strong arms and legs. Sue was more like the statuesque blonde without the tan and had a little "baby fat" on her rather than muscle. But she was heavier than Liz and I kind of wondered if that German blood in her would be enough to subdue Liz!

I set up the match for as soon as possible and, within a week, the two were in a New Jersey field, about to wrestle each other! I still couldn't believe this was coming off and I was really excited. But the two girls were experiencing a different kind of excitement.

Liz, dressed in a white muscle shirt and green shorts, stood with a somewhat anxious look on her face. She looked like the more serious and more athletic of the two, but she was certainly not brimming with overconfidence. She gave the impression that she was the more mature of the two women and there was evidence of a certain "spunk" in her. But would that be enough for her to beat Sue?

Sue, dressed in a white harness and beige shorts, obviously was very nervous as well. She was known for her sweet smile and her talkative vivaciousness. She had also mentioned that she was confident with her own physical strength. But the vivacious girl was silent and serious as it came time for her to wrestle Liz. Would that German strength inherent within her and her pure energy be enough to conquer Liz?

I told the two women to begin and the two approached each other. Sue moved in on Liz and an expressionless Liz backed off as Sue put her on the defensive, forcing her to fend the pretty blonde off as Sue kept moving forward somewhat aggressively and energetically.

Suddenly, Sue went for a headlock! But Liz twisted at the last minute and, though Sue got Liz in a headlock, Liz returned the favor and seemingly latched on with a stronger grasp than Sue!

The two fell face first to the ground and groaned in unison, each clinging to their respective headlocks in desperation! One look at Sue's face and it was quite evident that the cute girl was already in trouble. Liz's arm was squeezing her head hard and Sue was looking up at me in obvious pain and fear, trembling as her face turned red! Sue obviously had never been in this kind of situation before. She was obviously frightened over what would happen to her in this fight and she was feeling the pain of the headlock from Liz.

At first glance, it looked like Sue would end up eventually losing the match. She looked like she was just too scared and frightened to continue due to the pain.

But then a look at Liz changed my opinion. Liz had a frantic, desperate look on her face, obviously in worse pain than Sue, and was shaking and trembling like a leaf! Sue's arm was wound amazingly tight around Liz's head and was crushing her skull with unbelievable force and fury! The combination of Sue's natural strength and the adrenaline caused by her fear was acting as the impetus behind Sue's strong headlock!

I first asked Susan if she wanted to give up, thinking that she might be so afraid that she'd give up -- despite her strong hold on Liz's head. I could tell that Sue was real, real scared and in some real pain by the way she looked at me. She kicked her cute little legs due to the pain of the headlock Liz had on her, but slowly shook her head "No!" despite her pain.

I was impressed with the courage the young blonde was exhibiting. A lot of girls like Sue would have just quit, but Sue was hanging in there -- at least for now. Perhaps it was a combination of wanting to win for herself as well as for me and a real desire to simply not lose a fair fight to another woman. But whatever spurred her on -- perhaps an innate courage and bravery from that German stock she came from -- she was managing to hang in there. At least, for now!

But Liz was a different story. I asked her if she wanted to surrender and immediately I could tell that Liz was much more willing to answer in the affirmative than Sue. Liz was trembling and had a real tortured and desperate, frantic look on her face. She looked at me in total agony as Susan's cute, soft little arm had turned into a boa constrictor around her head, squeezing for all it was worth! Liz kicked her legs as well and I expected Liz to give up on the spot. But the proud brunette -- even though she looked like her head was about to explode -- refused!

However, I knew just by looking at the situation that Liz was at a severe disadvantage and, if something didn't change, it was just a matter of time before Liz would be forced to quit. In fact, she could only hold Sue in her headlock for a few more seconds before she was forced to abandon her hold and move to the defense in a desperate effort to escape the clutches of Sue. But when Liz released Sue's head, it allowed the pretty blonde to secure her grip on Liz's head even tighter while getting the advantageous leverage on top of her!

Sue really poured it on now and Liz only lasted four more seconds before giving up, with tears running down her eyes! Susan immediately released her defeated foe, who rolled to her back as Susan knelt over her and blinked her own eyes, trying to regain her composure as I raised her arm and congratulated her!

The whole match didn't take more than two minutes, if that -- a fact that a recovered Susan pointed out quite often following the fight as the vivacious blonde proudly boasted, "Wow, I didn't know my own strength! I think I beat her in less than a minute!"

Of course, the fact that Susan was able to finish off Liz so quickly made Liz look real bad. Liz lay on her back, wiping the tears from her face in silence as Sue began to celebrate her win with clenched fists shaking, shouting, "All right! All right!"

I found myself being attracted more and more to Sue as I watched her reaction. She was definitely the better woman between her and Liz and now we'd have a more interesting topic of competition to discuss rather than her boring classes at school and her music lessons.

I have to give Liz some credit, though. Liz had put the hurt on Susan as well throughout the match. Susan won only because she was a little stronger than Liz, but that was the whole point of the match -- to prove who was the stronger woman.

Liz left on her own and I never saw her again. However, it was for the best because my relationship with Sue really grew there for awhile as the only thing she could talk about was how she managed to beat Liz. She discussed her innermost feelings regarding how she felt before the match, during the fight and after the bout. She even considered at one point to write it all down and present it as a sociology project!

I didn't really care about that, though. What I DID care about is the fact that I loved to hear about her match with Liz from her own lips. And as she jabbered on and on about that, I began to appreciate her physical beauty more and more.

Yes, my feelings for Sue did intensify due to the match -- just as both her and I hoped they would. And even Sue often stated that she credited that match with Liz for helping our relationship to blossom.

Of course, there came that time soon after when Sue blinked her gorgeous brown eyes at me, looked into my eyes and asked, "What if Liz would have beaten me?" All I could answer was, "Well, what do you think would have happened if she did?" Sue frowned, then looked at me and said, "I'm sure glad I won!" She then smiled, hugged me and whispered into my ear, "But no rematch, OK?"