Kim Caldwell, Girl Boxer

When the knock out punch hit, Kim was thinking about Nick Mace, the reason she was in this fight.

Kim stumbled like a drunken ballerina from the force of Bianca’s straight right colliding with her jaw. Kim’s eyes went vacant, signaling the match was over. As she toppled onto the ropes, Kim’s head lolled downward as she tried to reorder the mental picture she had of Nick, shattered by the impact of Bianca’s glove.

The fragments turned to stars and pinwheels that mobbed Kim’s vision. Kim moaned as lightness swept through her body, propelling her into sleep. Bianca darted backward, leaving, leaving her opponent’s path to the canvas clear. A hard thud followed Kim’s landing; flat on her stomach, face to the side, arms limply at her waist. Kim never heard the crash; her fleeting moments of consciousness were dedicated to the dreamy sensation that filled every inch of her body. And then Kim was soundly asleep.

“Keep away from Nick, you fucking slut!” Bianca yelled down at the slumbering Kim as the ten count started. In Kim’s corner stood her two best friends, Gwen and Ellie, both ready for the count out to finish so they could get Kim off the canvas. Every one in the gym had their digital cameras out, preserving the image of the defeated girl.

“…and 10! You are out!” The ref declared Bianca winner by a complete knockout as Gwen and Ellie bounded into the ring and carried Kim back to their corner. Nick, who Kim and Bianca had battled over, always thought Kim was attractive. Watching the devastated girl boxer carried past him, Nick decided Kim was really sexy. And something in her lower lip as it hung slackly, displaying some of Kim’s teeth, looked slutty to Nick.

Bianca walked over to the opposite corner when Kim was brought around by Gwen and Ellie. Kim had been dreaming of sex with Nick, while birds sang in her head, so Kim was confused when she was jolted awake with smelling salts.

“Listen closely to me, you little cum dump!” Bianca began addressing her rival as she shoved past Gwen and Ellie. “If I see you near Nick again, you’ll be sorry! Try and fuck around with him and I’ll put you in a hospital bed! Clear?!”

Kim glared angrily at Bianca. “Yeah..whatever…”

Bianca went back to her corner and climbed out, followed by Nick. As he bent down through the ropes, Nick caught Kim’s eye.


Kim really loved men. When she wanted a guy, she went after him until she got him. Most of the time, this effort ended with Kim lying on a bed, enjoying the pleasures of climax and afterglow. But this time it ended with Kim flat on the canvas, her blonde hair making a halo around her sleeping head.

Still, Kim would not give up on Nick. A year earlier, Kim had a lesbian fling. She accepted a challenge from another girl boxer, Desiree, a short spunky girl with wild eyes who was the leader of the gym’s small lesbian clique. The fight went two rounds before Desire wished Kim good night and put her opponent to sleep with a smashing upper cut. Desiree went to see Kim after she recovered from the punch out and seduced her. Desiree and Kim had sex that night and Kim enjoyed it. But it was better with a guy, Kim decided.

That was what Kim reaffirmed as she fucked Nick two weeks later in his bed room. Nick had told Bianca that he was going to aunt’s funeral and wouldn’t be home that weekend.

Early the next morning, Kim left Nick fast asleep on his bed and went out the back door.

“Leaving by the back door, just like a whore!” Startled, Kim turned and saw Bianca step out from behind the shrubs and block the driveway. Panic seized Kim, remembering what Bianca had promised if she caught her screwing with her boyfriend. “Dead aunt my ass!” Bianca spat as she walked right up to Kim.

“Hold it Bianca, I can explain, I….” Kim, terrified, fumbled for an excuse. When she saw Bianca’s fixed stare and rapt smile, she knew what was coming. “Please Bianca, don’t do this!” Kim pleaded.

Bianca pounded her right fist into her left palm. Kim felt cold fear in her stomach. “Please…?”

Bianca cocked her right arm back. “Pleasant dreams!”

The last thing Kim saw was Bianca’s smile widen with anticipation.

BAM!!!

SOCK!!!

POW!!!

Kim heard Bianca call her a bitch and a stinging upper cut snapped her head back. Stars were exploding everywhere after darkness consumed Kim’s brain. More punches followed. Kim saw them as a fresh detonation of fireworks and the blows began to have a rhythm that Kim began to feel in tune with until she passed contentedly into sleep.


Two hours later, Nick came out to go jogging and saw Kim sprawled on the backyard hammock. She was naked except for her pink silk panties. Kim’s legs were wide apart, dangling from the sides of the hammock and her hands were in the front of the panties. Kim’s head nestled on a small pillow, turned away from Nick. She had a gleeful smile on her lips that contrasted sharply with the fresh black eye.

Knowing exactly what had happened, Nick scrambled inside and called the first aid squad.

Waking later that day in the hospital bed, Kim Caldwell, Girl Boxer, thought about love.