Unknown - Captured by Ann

The final bout of the evening was an auction where one of the men got to pick which of the previous girls he wanted to contend with. I was not interested in this so I left and went back to my hotel.

A few weeks late found me back in New York and sort of rattling around looking for things to do. I asked Ann if whe would come with me to L.A. for a few days. Ann asked me what we would do while we were there and I tol d her that we would figure things out and that I would show her some of the places that I had been to the previous month. On this trip to L.A. we checked in to the Beverly Wilshire hotel. The first couple of days were not expecially busy. Ann did a little shopping and we went to a few meetings together.

Over lunch that Thursday I informed Ann that we were going to go to go to Carroway's that night.

"What type of restaurant is that?" Ann asked.

"It's not a restaurant, it's sort of a night club." I answered.

"Oh, what type of entertainment do they have?" Ann asked.

"They have a floorshow, you'll see."

"Should I dress up, is it a fancy place?"

"Actually, it is very casual. You should wear something comfortable and sexy."

We had an early dinner that night in our suite courtesy of room service. About 7:15 p.m. as the food cart and table was being removed, Ann started picking through her closet to figure out what she would wear. She aske d me whether I had a preference and together we selected the outfit. She wore a tight and short black skirt that I had not seen before over sheer to the waist pantyhose. As she put it on, and there was nothing else unde rneath, I could not imagine how she was going to be able to sit, get in and out of cars, or do anything else and maintain any sense of modesty. Apparently her strategy for dealing with that dillema was one of diversion, because she chose to wear a linen top that was filled to its limit with her breasts and which was essentially translucent bordering on transparent depending on how the light caught it.

"Is this sexy enough?" she asked. No answer was necessary, but I took her hand and guided it to a part of me which had reacted in suitably unambiguous response to her query.

We arrived at Carroway's and Ann immediately noticed the marquee touting the evening's entertainment. As we made our way to be seated, Ann looked around and I saw it register on her that there were very few women in att endance. We were shown to a small cabaret table at "ringside" and we ordered drinks. Ann struggled to find a way to sit at the table without exposing herself inordinately to the people sitting opposite us.

Ann and I watched the first two bouts. The routine was much as I had remembered it from my previous evening at Carroway's. I noticed however that many of the attendees were as intent on watching Ann as they were on th e show. Ann had difficulty keeping herself "arranged" so that she did not steal any more than was inevitable everyone else's attention.

At the start of the third match the soon to be combatants came out to do their almost strip to their fighting outfits and, as usual, they sold kisses for dollar tips. Ann held up a dollar for me and one very attractive blonde gave me a swift, chaste kiss. One of the people who was seated behind us, however, decided to have a little fun and held up a dollar over Ann. The blonde came back and without any hesitation leaned over to give A nn the kiss that the dollar bought. I watched Ann as she took all of this in good stride and good spirit.

The time came for the challenge match. The m.c. introduced the girl who was to fight the challenge match. She had some absurd stage name like Titanic Tina, and that she was. She was one of the few girls I ever encount ered who was fully as big as Ann, perhaps even bigger. Her breasts were carried in a bra visible through her purple lace dress which had a little flex to it so that as she walked around, there was a reverberating bounce.

She drew a lot of attention as she removed her dress and walked around the club in bra and panties selling her kisses for dollars. When she finished her introduction and went back to change into her fighting outfit, th e m.c. took the microphone to try and auction off the right to meet Tina in the ring. There was a little more interest in the opportuntiy to enter the ring than there had been the laste time that I came to the club. Abo ut three people were bidding at $20 increments and the total reached $160 just as the there seemed only to be one bidder left. At that point I raised my hand and bid $300. There was an audible hush and as the m.c. annou nced that I had won, I said no, it's not me who won, it's the lady I was with.

Everybody seemed quite excited with the idea that Ann was to be the combatant. There were a bunch of whoops and hollers as the m.c. asked Ann to join him in the front of the ring where the match was to be held. As she walked to the front all in the club saw her large, braless breasts bounce and jiggle under the sheer material of her blouse. Ann was then escorted to the dressing room where she was given an outfit to wear in the fight s he was going to have with Tina. After about ten minutes, Ann reappeared. She was wearing a blue and white spandex outfit that had to be at least three sizes to small. The material molded itself to her skin as tightly a s if it were sprayed on. Absolutely nothing was left to the imagination. The crowd's reaction to Ann alternated between shocked and silent amazement and spluttering whoops and catcalls. Ann was given a chance to "dance " around the area for dollars and she elicited a terrific, enthusiastic reaction. More than one guy tried to rest his hand on Ann or draw her close enough to him that he would have significant contact with her breasts.

Tina and Ann took their positions in the ring and waited for the bell. Tina traded on her experience and as soon as the signal to begin was heard she managed to pull Ann's legs out from under her and jumped astride her back and tried to pin Ann's shoulders to the ground. After a bit, Ann managed to arch her back and pulled Tina off her and both girls sprang to their feet. Once again, Tina knocked Ann off her feet and this time Ann lan ded smack on her face and I saw that she had a bloodied nose. The referee stopped the bout and gave Ann a clean towel to staunch the flow of blood. After a five minute hiatus, Ann declined the opportunity to withdraw an d insisted that she wanted to continue. I could tell that she was taking it all seriously.

There were about twenty seconds left in the first of the three rounds and once again Tina got the advantage which she retained until the bell. The crowd, however, it was clear was behind Ann.

The second round lacked the excitement of the first. Both girls seemed to be conserving their strength as they pawed at each other for most of the round. Towards the end, Tina sat astride Ann's stomach and seemed to ma ul Ann's breasts roughly through the material of Ann's outfit. Between the second and third rounds, I managed to get a few word of whisper to Ann. My concern was that she wasn't hurt and she said she was o.k.

The third round was unforgettable. Ann exploded out of her crouch when the bell rang and bowled Tina over with a ferocious rush. In a flash she was smothering Tina and was pinning her shoulders to the mat. Tina was no t used to this type of resistance and I saw her pinch Ann's left breast at the nipple. Ann yelped in pain and drew back from Tina. Tina took advantage of this trick to throw Ann off her and soon the girls were both back on their feet. There was no hiding that Ann was furious. This time as the girls grappled, Tina just grabbed Ann's leotard at the neck and tugged. The material ripped and split right from the neck all the way to below Ann's waist. In a flash, both of Ann's breasts flopped free. Paying no heed, Ann jumped on Tina and once again sat astride her and used her legs to help pin Tina. Ann also decided that she would not be the only fighter exposed to the crowd, and with several yanks, freed Tina's breasts from their containment. At that point the bell signalling the end of the fight rang. Both girls got to their feet and neither made any attempt to cover up.