SMALL TOWN
By Diane
Paul held the door open for his giggling wife to enter the small antique store. They had recently become lottery winners. Not millionaires but enough for them to move form the hustle and bustle of the city to this small town. They purchased an old home on the outskirts of the town and were planning on doing renovations themselves. Paul at 35 yrs was able to quit his job in the city and take a teaching position in the more suttle school nearby. Kara, at 27 yrs, 5’4” 120lbs, shoulder dark hair and 34C, had always wanted to be an artist. They planned on making a painting room for her.
“Good morning, Good morning” came a cheerfull greeting from behind the counter. The owner, a small bespeckled balding man came around to greet them. “My name is Harold. Is there anything I can help you with.”
Paul introduced them and explained they had just purchased a home on the outskirts of town.
“Oh yes yes” Harold said, “the old planters home. No one seems to be able to make a go of that place. I do hope you have more luck.”
He made this statement to Paul but his eyes were on the back of Kara, her butt namely, as she strolled away from them. Dressed in tight blue jeans and heels along with a white halter top.
“Ahhh…..hemmmm….” Paul cleared his throat noticing the little mans lingering gaze on his wifes rear end.
“Oh yes yes….” Harold stiffened. “Well if I can be of help just let me know.”
In a few minutes Paul came back to the counter.
“There’s a stained glass table lamp back in the far corner that Kara is interested in how much for it?”
“Oh dear” Harold muttered. “That lamp. Oh my dear I’m afraid that it may be taken already” Harold seemed very nervous.
“I’ll give you $100.00 for it.” Paul said pulling out a wad of bills.
“$100.00.” Harold stuttered. “Well I really don’t..”
He didn’t get to finish as the door opened or more flung open. The woman who entered was about 50 yrs old. She had blonde hair the length Paul couldn’t tell as it was bunned on top of her head. She was about 5’6” 130 lbs and was well endowed. She wore dark pants, heels and a long sleeve black button fornt blouse with the top 3 buttons undone showing dark cleavage.
“Matilda” Harold squeaked out. “Your back”
It appeared to Paul that Harold was a little intimidated by Matilda or Matty as she was known about town.
“Yes I am” she said with an arrogant snobbish sound giving Paul the once over. “I have come for those things I told you to hold onto for me”
“But…but..but…its been almost a year Matilda” Harold said wringing his hands.
“I know how long its been you twit. Now I want those items.” Matty glared.
“I don’t have all of them. “ Harold stuttered. “I sold some. Its been almost a year.”
“You what” Matty bellowed. “How dare you. I told you to hold them here. For Me.”
At that moment Kara came around the asile carrying the stained glass table lamp. A joyous smile on her face. Catching the sight of the dark haired woman carrying the lamp Matilda let out.
“That’s my lamp”
“Sorry but I think my wife just bought it” Paul said nodding towards the $100.00 billon the counter.
“That’s right” Kara agreed setting the lamp on the counter, “Sorry”
“Sorry” Matilda said her hands going on her hips. “That lamp has been held for me. Hasn’t it Harold”
“Well…well …I…I…” Harold nervously stuttered.
“I’ll take it.” Matilda said aiming to step around Kara.
“I don’t think so” the dark haired girl replied stepping in front of the woman. “Its paid for by me”
“And just who are you?” the woman asked.
“Ahhhh…ahhhh… they bought the old planters house out side town” Harold put in.
“The planters house…..” Matilda’s eyes opened. “Hmmmm …more trailer trash trying to make a go of it.”
“hey now just….” Paul started but Kara held up her hand to him.
“What did you call me” she said to the woman her hands now on her hips.
“You heard me.” Matty replied. “Trailer trash”
SMACK
The womans head rocked to the side from Kara’s slap to the face. A long strand of blonde hair came loose falling down over Matty’s eye.
“Oh my..ladies..ladies…” Harold said starting around the counter. Paul caught is arm.
“I wouldn’t get in the middle of that right now if I were you” he said.
Holding her reddening cheek the woman turned back slowly to the younger girl. When their eyes locked Kara failed to see the hand coming up from the side.
SMACK
Kara spun on her side against the counter grabbing at her own reddening face. Before she could turn around Matty grabbed her arm and pulled her off the counter. She spun her round and let go. Kara staggered back crashing into a display case. Matilda went after her.
“Stop them…stop them…aren’t you going to stop them” Harold said grabbing Pauls arm.
“Stop them” Paul replied. “Haven’t you ever seen two women in a catfight. I’m going to enjoy this.”
Kara caught Matty by her arms as she reached for her. As she yanked the woman around into the display case, the sleeve of Matty’s blouse separated formt he shoulder with a loud fabric ripping sound.
The display case toppled over smashing and breaking everything in it. The two women went over it to the floor. Kara, having been in girl fights before went right for the older woman’s hair. Having the type of personality that she did, Matilda also had found herself in many a scrap with other females and she too knew how to fight. Her hands buried themselves in the younger womans dark hair.
The two women wrestled across the floor leaving behind Matty’s torn off sleeve.
As they rolled over and over each other cursing and screaming their kicking legs knocked over a small table with a porclin bowl on it. The bowl shattered as it hit the floor.
“They’l destroy everything” Harold rung his hands.
“Yeah.” Paul said gleefully straining to see the two fighting females. “Don’t worry. I’ll pay for any little thing they break”
Matty had lost a high heel in the wrestling. She got Kara on her back and was trying to straddle her. More and more of her blonde hair fell down as Kara pulled and tugged on it. Her own head was being twisted back and forth as Matty tugged on the dark hair.
‘You tramp…I’l teach you” Matty hissed.
“Stuck up bitch” kara spat back.
Kara let go of the shoulder length blonde hair to deliver a solid slap to Matty’s face knocking the woman off her. She turned and scrambled to her feet but was tackled form behind. She went face first down on an old sofa the musty smell filling her nose. Putting her hand on the edge kara tried to push herself up. Matty gripped her shoulder forcing it down. She tore the halter strap apart. Losing her grip she landed along side kara. Kara wrapped her arm around Matty’s neck in a headlock. Mattyy did like wise to the younger woman and they flung each other backwards onto the other end of the sofa. The old sofa couldn’t take the combined weight of a female fight and the rear leg snapped off tipping it over and spilling them on the floor again.
Once again the two fighting woman rolled across the floor. They were both bare foot now having lost their heels. Kara’s white halter top took on all the dust and dirt from the old shop as did Matty’s black blouse. As they got ot heir feet once again buring hands in one anothers hair. Chest to chest, heads bent back form hair pulling they moved about the shop. Things were knocked over or broke as the hair pulling continued. The cursing nd yells were now replaced by grunts and groans as both women were tiring.
Matty’s blouse having been torn open revealed huge breasts in a black lace bra. Kara’s halter having lost a strap revealed no bra but her entire left breast.
Matty got the younger woman bent backwards over a counter. Her hand leaving the dark hair she grabbed at the exposed breast. Kara let out a wince of pain and grabbed the woman’s wrist digging her nails in.
Paul watching the fight felt a little concerned for his wife’s currwent predicament but wasn’t going to interfere. Harold although watching the fight intensly was busy with a calculator totaling the damage the women were doing.
Struggling hard with the woman kara got her hand under Matty’s chin and slowly pushed her head back.
She managed to get Matty’s off enough to get her hand in between them and grab at the woman’s tit. Matty let out a yell and released her hold on Kara. She stumbled back a bit before Kara lunged at her. They went out of Paul’s sight for a minute before her heard the distinct sounds of face slapping followed by a loud crash. Kara came staggering backwards into view. Paul ran down to her to found Matty sprawled on the floor moaning.
“Are you OK” he asked her looking at her exposed breast reddening form Matty’s twisting hand.
“Yes I’m fine” Kara replied, “but I think Ms uppity there is going to need some help.”
As Harold came up staring at the sprawled out Matty he handed a slip of paper to Paul.
“the lamp and damages” he muttered.
“Holy shit” Paul exclaimed. “that much”
“Yes Harold” muttered back still staring at Matty. “I think it would be best if you two were not here when Matilda comes to her senses.” He added.
“I think I agree” Paul said pulling on his wifes’ arm.
“Why” Kara said. “I can take her”
“I know you can honey but maybe another day. Right now lets get going.” They grabbed their lamp and left the antique store and Matilda.
The End