'Friend'ly Punishment By 4Ever Gonzo It was time to settle something. Samantha and Monique have always been good friends since they met through their parents on the playground. They went from dolls and make-up to athletics and one hell of a competitive relationship. However, you wouldn’t know they were friends if you ever saw them compete against each other. Both girls hated losing and it didn’t matter if they were competing in the 100-metre dash, a tennis match, darts or even scrabble, a win was always a win and that meant bragging rights until the next time they competed against each other. This was the way it always was and as long as they’re friends, it’s the way it always will be. One night while watching WWE, after Torrie lost to Lita on Raw, Monique mentioned how much wrestling had changed. Gone were the true wrestlers like Ivory, Molly and Jacquline and now there was Melina, Ashley, Torrie and Candace. Women wrestling came down to who looked good in skanky clothes and not who could deliver the best in-ring performance. Samantha, on the other hand, disagreed. She thought it was wonderful that beautiful, model-like women could now do both, wrestle and still appear in Playboy and WWE photo shoots. She thought Torrie had real wrestling skills and that she would pin Monique in less than a minute. Well that’s all Monique needed to hear. “You think so, huh? Well, I bet I can pin you in 30 seconds flat.” One still has to understand that although the argument started to get heated and a challenge was obviously coming, both girls still loved each other deeply. This was just their competitive side. “Thirty seconds flat? Are you serious? You think you can beat me in half a minute?” “Not right now,” Monique replied. “Let’s do it in my bedroom next Monday. It’ll be like our own Monday night Raw.” Although this intrigued Samantha, she wasn’t about to do the roll around on the bed type match. She wanted a real contest, she wanted to prove that she could pin and defeat her life-long friend. “Alright,” said Samantha. “But we use real punches. We might as well see who the better fighter is, right?” “Of course,” replied Monique. “Would I have it any other way?” So the girls had a week to prepare before their own Raw moment happened in Monique’s basement bedroom. One week later Samantha arrived at Monique’s just before JR announced, “We are live…” She walked downstairs and into Monique’s bedroom where the tall blonde was doing push-ups. “Wow, you’re serious about this aren’t you?” asked Samantha. “Can’t you tell?” laughed Monique, who was dressed in her blue, one-piece gymnast suit. Monique has been in gymnastics since she was six and she’s now 18. She was taller than Samantha, who was also 18 and at six-feet even, had about three inches on her friend. She was about 120 pounds, a typical gymnast weight. Her plan was to use her flexibility. Monique left the room so Samantha could change. She was about 5’10 and came in at about 130 pounds. She was 10 pounds heavier and was stronger than her friend. She decided to go with a Melina type look because of Monique’s views on divas like Melina and Torrie. She wore a white skirt with a matching tank top. She called Monique into the room and the two settled on the rules: No weapons were allowed, but everything else was legal. Monique danced around the room to start things off. She knew she was faster than Samantha and she wanted Samantha to chase her. Samantha stood her ground and for about five minutes, the match was nothing more than a game of cat and mouse. “Well fuck,” Samantha said, dropping her hands to her side. “We have to get started here or we’ll…” Monique took advantage of Samantha’s eagerness and landed a kick to Samantha’s gut. Her knees buckled and her face was totally squinted. “UNNNNGHHHH!!!” The loud sound filled the room and she quickly dropped to her knees, holding the injured area with two hands. With her upper body totally exposed, Monique thought about her next move. With Samantha reeling on her knees, Monique stepped behind her and yanked Samantha up by her hair. She put one hand on Samantha’s lower back another on behind her knee, lifted her friend into the air and sent her crashing down on her knee. A perfect atomic drop. “AAGGGGHHHHHH,” yelled Samantha, who dropped face first to the carpet. It wasn’t long before she started rolling around on the ground. Monique quickly jumped on the bed. A belly-to-belly splash could end this quick, she thought. She waited until Samantha rolled on her back and when she did, Monique saw victory. Samantha was out, her arms laid by her side. The pain must have gotten to her friend. After all, they weren’t wrestlers and neither have done anything like this before. With a smile on her face, Monique leaped off the bed, arms outstretched. However, Samantha lifted both knees and caught Monique square in the midsection. She could feel the gymnasts’ tight body turn to mush on impact. “OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!” The deep moan of air rushing out of Monique’s lungs gave Samantha an opening. Monique literally bounced off Samantha and she landed facedown on the floor. She arched her butt high in the air and grabbed her stomach as she tried to catch her breath. This time Samantha jumped on the bed and waited for Monique to roll over on her back. She did just that when she started to breath, but unlike Samantha, she didn’t see the belly splash coming. “OOOOOOUUUUUUFFFFFFF” Samantha’s heavier frame came crashing down and she thought she could hear ribs cracking. Monique was in serious trouble. Her face turned red, her tongue was hanging out like a thirsty dog and eyes were bug eyed. She couldn’t catch her breath. Both legs and arms were spread and hung about 10 inches off the ground and convulsed for about 15 seconds before dropping. It looked like it was over. Samantha was about to cover her friend when she glanced at the screen and saw a Stone Cold Steve Austin sign in the crowd on Raw…Austin was her favourite. She hooked both arms under Monique’s armpits and pulled her up and literally stood her by the wall, which was the only thing keeping her up. She spread her legs apart and walked across the room to get a running start. She ran across to where Monique stood and kneed her in the gut…revenge she thought. Monique was again conscious and yelped in pain. She was about to fall to her knees when Samantha delivered a stunner. CRACK! Monique simply fell to the left and lay motionless on her side. Samantha stood over her fallen opponent and was about to cover when a wave of convulsions overcame Monique and she flipped on her back. Finally she lay still, spread-eagle with her arms above her head. Samantha stood above Monique, dropped to her knees and lay across her chest. She reached down and hooked Monique’s right leg, which lay limp across her arm. She pulled it all the way back to the point Monique’s toes touched her forehead. 1…..2…..3…..4…..5…..6…..7…..8…..9…..10 Samantha let Monique’s leg drop to the place where it initially rested. She had quite a story for her friend whenever she came to. But it wouldn’t be the last time the friends would clash.