For some unknown reason, Kiran disliked the tall brunette. Maybe it was journalistic competition, womanly jealousies, or the fact that she just rubbed Kiran the wrong way! Kiran glanced back several times, and on a couple of the occasions, Campbell gave Kiran an “eat shit and die” look. The other woman with her, looked familiar too, and she continued to talk, as Campbell was obviously not interested in the conversation.

The line for caffeine continued to move slowly, as the customers huddled up in big thick jackets moved along like cattle being herded for branding. Campbell was wearing a long overcoat, over her brownish sweater, a below the knee skirt and black boots. Kiran looked back once again at her, and she moved her right leg out towards Kiran and put her hands on her hips, and let out a deep sign of impatience, and a non-verbal challenge to Kiran, at least that is what Kiran thought.

Since her fight with Robin Meade of CNN, and subsequent punching the lights out a colleague, Kiran has been itching for a re-match with Robin and dreamed and imagined different scenarios of fights with other women, and in some cases men. She shared some of these thoughts with her husband, and the sex afterwards appeared to stimulate their once stale lovemaking.

Kiran ordered and then got her caffeine concoction and fix, and moved to one of the few remaining tables in the corner. Kiran watched the line move, and saw that Campbell and her companion finally ordered and they too got their fix of caffeine. Kiran cupped the Styrofoam cup, and used the cup to warm her cold hands. Kiran was sipping her caffeinated drink as if it were some sort of oral foreplay, enjoying the warmth, the stimulation and the energy it provided to her tired body. She was drinking more coffee now that she has stopped smoking, one vice for another she figured. Campbell and her companion were making their way over to her table, as they were a couple of empty seats. Her companion, a petite blonde woman asked, “These seats were taken?” as she pointed to the empty chairs at Kiran’s table.

Kiran shook her head 'no' then added, "But I'm meeting someone shortly. But please sit down,” pointing to the chairs.

The shorter woman introduced herself as Amy Robach, then introduced Campbell. They exchanged insincere smiles as Kiran introduced herself.

“Wow!” Amy gushed. "Who'd have guessed…all of us are in the same business!”

Kiran smiled, and nodded as she took another sensual sip of her coffee, then glanced down at her watch and realized that although she was early; her appointment would be along soon. Kiran looked up just in time to catch Campbell checking out her legs. Kiran was wearing a light blue skirt and jacket, an off-white blouse and heels.

Campbell blushed at being caught, hesitated, then commented on Kiran’s heels, "Don’t you just love boots and skirts in the winter?” She twisted her own legs around, lifting her boots up in front of Kiran’s vision.

Kiran forced a smile and said, “Yeah, they're comfortable, and fashionable for the studio and on-air.”

Campbell just smiled and turned away in a abrupt, rude manner. The little gesture infuriated Kiran who by then was looking for any excuse at all to mix it up with the tall, skinny-ass bitch!

Kiran used the toe of her right heel to nudge Campbell’s right boot as she asked, “So, how are things at NBC anyway?”

“Do you mean ratings?” Campbell sneered.

“No,” Kiran said. "How is NBC treating you? Unless you WANT to talk ratings?” Kiran continued.

Campbell sputtered, “NBC treats me just fine!”

Amy looked at Campbell, then back at Kiran, and said, “Is that supposed to be some kind of insult?”

All three women were quiet for a brief moment, then, Kiran said “No! Doesn't your show do well in the ratings?”

Amy and Campbell spoke in unison, "Yes, we do!” Then all three went back to their respective coffee and sipped in silence.

Campbell finished her coffee first, and said to Kiran. “I must admit you Fox bitches ARE pretty and attractive, but I just don’t see why anyone would tune in to have the news read and hear your stupid, shallow opinions voiced over the airways.”

“WHAT?” Kiran gasped.

“You know, Kiran,” Amy chimed in. "We all know they hire pretty faces and put them in short skirts to read the news. That's why they give you the freedom to babble on about this or that without really saying anything…because of your shallow opinions.”

Kiran was aghast, then Campbell added, “…and I don’t even think your legs are that great either! They probably oughta put you in pants so they don't scare viewers away! Whatever you think, they're so DEFINITELY not better than mine! And those polls on the Internet…please! They're probably fixed or run by Fox staffers to get men to turn in to your little ‘peep show'!” she said, concluding her rant!

Kiran was really angry now, and wanted to really mix it up with both Campbell and her blonde stooge.

“Really!” Kiran said, “You want to try to back that up?”

“Here?” Campbell said. “I’m sure Starbucks customers would LOVE a little entertainment this morning!”

As Kiren slid her chair closer to Campbell, Amy hissed frantically, “Ladies! Remember where we are!”

Kiran looked at the blonde and said, “I’ll take you BOTH on!” Kiran then sat back in her chair waiting for their next move, and regretting what she just challenged the NBC news babes too.

Campbell said to Amy, “I want the first shot at this bitch!” Amy looked at Kiran with a determined glare. “Let’s go in there!” Campbell said pointing to the restroom sign. “Amy you watch the door, while I clean the floor with this news anchor whore!”

Kiran got up to meet Campbell chest to chest, neither woman was big in this department, so the closer they got. Amy got up quickly, and went to the woman’s restroom to check inside, so her colleague and the Fox slut could settle their differences, without any interference from interlopers. Amy looked inside, and saw that it was clear, as Campbell and Kiran were walking in right behind her.

Amy said, “I’ll stand here and keep you two from being interrupted.”

She then winked at Campbell, and then Amy stepped in front of Kiran in a move to intimidate Kiran. Amy was wearing a black jacket and matching skirt with an off-white blouse and as the two women also came chest to chest.

Kiran warned Amy, “You’re next bitch!” in a low whispery voice.

Amy chuckled, "We'll see, slut!”

The ladies room was approximately 7 x 12 feet with a sink and a single commode. 'Plenty of room…' Kiran thought. '…to beat the hell out of this smartass bitch!'

Campbell made the first move, jabbing her finger between Kiran’s breasts and hissing, “Just who the hell do you think you are…slut?”

Kiran responded, “I’m the bitch who's gonna kick your skinny ass whore!” She slapped Campbell's hand away and just like that, the two newswomen locked up as their hands reached up to pull the other’s hair. As each gathered a fistful of the other’s beautiful locks, Campbell shoved Kiran back into the tan wallpaper, then pressed up against her. Their legs struggled trying to wrap their legs around their rivals long, beautiful gams and occasionally, one or the other would grab her opponent's ass and either slap and spank her.

Campbell, being taller, used her body as leverage against Kiran as she spread her legs wider to provide stability and leverage against the struggling Fox News Babe! Their skirts rose up displaying long, firm nylon-clad legs. Kiran could feel Campbell chest press against hers also, and tried to pinch and pull at Campbell chest. Campbell anticipated Kiran’s move, and slammed her head several times against the wall of the bathroom. Each time Kiran’s winced and moaned from the pain. Kiran slumped down, and in doing so brought Campbell down by her hair to the floor.

Both women were on the floor on their knees facing each other with their hands pulling and tugging each other’s hair. The two twisted each other’s hair, and eventually lost their balance relegating the two educated, sophisticated woman to rolling around pulling hair, and throwing punches into each woman’s torso and head, as to women of the streets. Amy opened the door briefly hearing the grunts, thuds and volumes of curses being muttered to see Campbell on top of Kiran on the floor of the bathroom. Amy was anxiously waiting her turn at the Fox News bitch.

As she watched them battle, Amy was shocked to see ‘Little Miss Goodie Two Shoes’ Campbell rolling around on the floor with another woman. She was becoming more excited at the possibility of enjoying the fracas in front of her.

Kiran started the fight in a daze, and hadn’t yet gotten into the rhythm of the fight. As soon as she felt Campbell banging her head against the floor, and their legs, hips and thighs rubbing together below, it helped awaken Kiran to get back into the action. The sensation of Campbell’s pelvic mound rubbing and grinding on hers, brought back pleasant memories of Kiran's fight with Robin not long ago.

After struggling to gain the upper hand in the fight, Kiran was able to buck Campbell off of her, and move towards one of the corners of the restroom. Campbell quickly got to her feet, and quickly moved towards Kiran in the corner, and tried to kick and knee Kiran in the face, but Kiran blocked the initial blow and then punched Campbell in the gut with a solid right, which staggered Campbell backwards towards the center of the restroom. Amy peeked in once again, checking on the status of the fight; "chomping at the bit” to get her own turn!

Kiran rose up and launched herself at Campbell, and now pinned her against the wall of the restroom and kneed her in the groin and followed this up with several punched to her stomach and chest. Kiran then reached under Campbell sweater top and used her nails to scratch and claw at Campbell perky chest. Kiran could feel the fight as well as tears and snot flowing out of Campbell. Kiran stopped the barrage of punches and well placed knee shots to steady herself and slap the will out of Campbell. Campbell’s legs gave in to fatigue and stamina as she slid down the wall, landing on her ass on the floor of the Starbucks ladies restroom, then slowly toppling over onto one hip and her elbow.

Kiran moved away from Campbell to gather her senses and her strength, looking down at Campbell whose face was hidden behind a shock of disheveled brunette hair.

Kiran asked, "Are you ready for more…bitch?”

Campbell merely raised her right arm and waved her hand to indicate she gave up, so Kiran stepped aside and let Campbell struggled back to her feet while leaving her with some dignity.

Campbell stumbled over to the door and opened it.

Amy was about to ask if she was okay when Campbell said, "She's all yours, finish her”

Amy went inside; believing that Campbell would guard the door against interlopers, but Campbell hurried back to the table, grabbed her coat and left while Starbucks patrons innocently watched the celebrity leave in a hurry.

While Campbell and Kiran had been fighting several customers had tried to use the ladies room but Amy told them to use the men's restroom, saying someone was sick inside and her friend was helping her. But some - who knew what was really happening - hung around the door to see how the fight ended. But, eventually, most had trains to catch or jobs to go to and wandered off. The Starbucks employees were too busy, or to caught up in their own job, to realize what was happening just a few feet away on the other side of the thin sheet rock wall.

Amy entered the restroom with an agenda…to finish Kiran off but to 'get off' as well. After listening to the sounds of female combat, Amy was really aroused. Now, viewing the tangle of womanhood before her as she looked in on the fight it aroused her sense of battle but also her erogenous zone! Amy looked up at Kiran, just as Kiran looked at her - with surprise.

“I’m here to finish you, slut!” Amy announced while Kiran was still trying to catch her breathe and straighten her torn blouse and rearrange her twisted skirt.

Amy charged Kiran, trying to pin her against the wall just as Campbell had, but this time Kiran anticipated the move and caught Amy, then hip-tossed her down on the concrete floor. Kiran didn't follow up, however, but moved to another part of the small room and began to stalk her fresh prey while still trying to regain her wind and get her senses back. Amy got up and uttered a few choice verbal taunts, but Kiran only smiled, displaying her poker face as she concentrated on her next foe while Amy pranced around jutting out her chest; strutting cockily around the restroom - keeping well away from Kiran!

They circled briefly until their hands locked and quickly were firmly grasped by the others over their heads. Amy could see that Kiran was strong and determined; Amy also noticed that she and Kiran were similar in height and build as they looked into each other’s eyes. Amy reached down with her hands still locked with Kiran’s and twisted and pulled, and suddenly released her grip on Kiran’s hands, and started to tear and maul Kiran’s nylons. Kiran was suddenly on the defensive, trying to keep Amy from tearing up her hose.

As the two women struggled their legs became more exposed from the skirts they both wore rose up on their beautiful thighs. Amy would glance down at their sexy stocking legs straining against the pressure and weight of the other woman, and position her legs in a type of competition between the two whose legs were better. Amy wanted to fight Kiran up close and personal, so she released her grip around Kiran’s hands, and wrapped her hands around Kiran’s in a definitive bear hug. She could smell Kiran’s perfume, and hear the grunts each time that she increased the pressure around her rib cage and chest.

While they struggled against each other, each could feel her own firm breasts rub against the others and the friction finally opened the buttons of their blouses to expose lacy bras, and the smooth flesh of their alabaster breasts. They tied up their legs and thighs, each craving more intimate contact with her foe. Kiran could feel Amy's leg rubbing up and down hers, like some kind of poodle-in-heat humping it. Kiran took advantage of Amy's arousal, widening her stance and letting Amy hump away.

Amy had Kiran pinned against the wall of the bathroom, but she desperately wanted to get Kiran on the tiled floor where she could release the pressure building in her loins! Each had a handful of thick beautiful hair in both hands as they jerked back and forth with vigor and venom. Amy suddenly let go and went for Kiran’s blouse! She ripped it open, then pinned Kiran’s arms behind her and slammed her back into the wall. Kiran was able to brace the impact with her shoulder, as she turned before she hit the wall. Amy’s shoulder also hit the wall when Kiran twisted so she wouldn't hit it face to wall! Now Kiran turned around as Amy lost her grip on her arms and grabbed Amy by the hair - and smashed her face on the wall - several times! Amy's face hit the wall - or at least her face broke her fall into the wall!

Amy was stunned and bent over with her hands on her knees as Kiran moved away to catch her breath before they joined the battle again. Kiran was trying to outlast this latest vixen. Kiran could hear Amy groan with each intimate physical contact, and figured that she got turned on by the earlier fight, and wanted to wrestle more than fight. This was fine with Kiran, as the sexual stimulation was almost as much of a motivation for her as the physical domination of another woman.

Kiran slowly approached Amy and asked, “Do you give bitch?”

Amy just smiled and Kiran and Amy embraced each other in hand-to-hand battle once again. The two news foxes legs formed an 'X' as they fought in tight confines of each other’s grasps. Kiran twisted just as Amy was trying to wrap her right leg around Kiran’s left leg, and the two women lost their balance and finally feel to the floor. There on the floor, Kiran quickly wrapped her legs around Amy’s waist and rolled on top of Amy. Their blouses now fully opened and now their breasts were revealed to the eyes of their opponent, this excited Amy even more. She tied her legs around Kiran’s thin waist, and tried to rock Kiran from a top of her. Kiran was sitting on Amy stomach as the two pulled each other’s hair, and scratched and clawed at each other’s chest.

Meanwhile, further south of the heated action the blonde and the brunette’s legs were entangled around each other’s, and flailing and kicking in the air, and at each other. Kiran applied pressure to Amy breasts, as she leaned on them with most of her body weight. She then pulled Amy right breast out of her bra, and squeezed it with her left hand. Amy then reached up and pulled Kiran’s hair with her right and left hand, and pulled Kiran down on top of her. Kiran could feel the warmth of Amy skin, and the moisture of sweat on her stomach as they two were now laid out on top of each other. Kiran still on top pulled and tore at Amy hair, thighs as their breasts rubbed and maneuvered against each other in their own separate battle.

The rocking motion of each woman against the other as they moved produced low moans of pleasure, and what each actually wanted to accomplish in the fight. Amy brought her legs back up around Kiran’s waist, willing to finish out the fight beneath her brunette rival. The bucking of Kiran and the rocking of Amy started to have the desired affect on the blonde and brunette. Their arousal quickly came to an end when Kiran’s appointment finally showed up, Lauren Greene, who works with Kiran at Fox News.

Lauren was late for their appointment during which they were supposed to discuss Kiran’s career and family plans. Lauren seeing Kiran’s overcoat and someone else’s, plus two coffee containers, she went looking for Kiran. When she asked the staff, Lauren was pointed to the women’ s room by two elderly gentlemen whose imaginations were probably going wild with delight hearing the thuds, screams and profanity coming from the other side of the wall.

As Lauren entered she said, “Hon! What the hell are you doing in HERE? WITH HER”

Kiran looked up at Lauren, then at Amy. She realized the jig was up! Kiran initially replied, “Nothing!” like a young child would do when caught doing something wrong; then finally admitted, “Fighting!”

“You two get up and let’s get out of here before someone calls the cops!”

Kiran did not get up quickly as she rose up, sitting on Amy stomach and pulled her hands through her hair. She then looked at Amy and bucked her once more pelvis to pelvis to display her domination and win over the NBC blonde, and then reached back and tore a gaping hole in Amy's nylons. Lauren reached over and helped Kiran up. Kiran moved to the mirror to straighten up, as Lauren helped Amy up also. Amy stood where she was, as she wanted to fight some more with Kiran, but realized that for now it was over. Lauren looked over at Kiran, and then at Amy and told them both to wait there while she got their coats, and that they would all leave quickly and quietly out of Starbucks together. Both Kiran and Amy agreed, and as Lauren left, the door closed behind her and Amy and Kiran looked at each other. Amy spoke first saying “I really wanted us to finish this, maybe later?” Kiran looked at her and nodded yes. Lauren came back in with their coats, and all three women busied themselves to prepare to face the public.

As they left the room, the two elderly gentlemen clapped and said, “Thanks for the memories!” but the other patrons, who had no idea what had occurred, just stared blankly at the two old farts.

Amy left one way, and Kiran and Lauren went another as they left the establishment Kiran looked over her should at Amy who was doing the same. Amy made a “call me” sign to Kiran who quickly looked away contemplating her next move.

Lauren asked Kiran, “What was that all about hon?”

Kiran said, “Ratings!” as the two beautiful professional career women moved off down the cold, lonely streets of New York.