Never Piss Anne Off! The pub was crowded that Thursday night when Anne went by for a drink. Her day was already bad because of her boss reprimanded her again for dressing too revealing at work. It was not really her fault that regular shirts looks like plunging neckline because of her huge tits. She argued with her but the boss always wins.
The pub was not crowded when Anne got there. She felt relieved as she just wants to drink by herself and not be bothered by anyone there. "Beer please." she told the bartender when he went close to her.
She was peacefully spending time alone when a woman approached her. "Can I join you?" the woman asked. She was probably at her 30′s. She looked pale and she was really thin for her height. "Well sure." Anne said even though that is the last thing she wanted.
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"My guy out there likes you. Would you care to join us in bed later? We’ll compensate you well." the woman offered. "Well, I’m not a whore." Anne said with disgust. "You sure look like one bitch!" the woman said and laughed at her.
“Whoa! Don’t be such a bitch! I’m being nice to you and that’s what you’ll tell me?” the woman angrily said. “Well, I am really not soliciting any conversation here. I just wanna be alone okay?” she explained. “That the heck is your problem bitch. You haven’t been fucked lately?” the woman’s voice is getting louder and they are getting some attention.
What the woman did her and she wouldn’t take anymore of her crap. She faced her and scratched her face with her fingernails. The woman stepped back and was obviously hurt. "If you don’t stop calling me bitch you’ll really get it" Anne said.
That was it for Anne. As if she isn’t pissed enough, some woman is trying to get on her nerves. She turned around and slapped the woman on her face. “That’s what you get for calling me bitch.” The woman was startled briefly but rebounded and pulled her Anne’s hair. “What the fuck bitch!!!” the woman yelled. She grabbed her by the hair too with one hand and scratched with the other. The girl grabbed her shirt and it got ripped right on the front revealing some part of her left breast. She did the same to the woman and was able to tear her blouse strap.
The woman got a pretty good grip at her hair. It was hurting her and that just put her in rage. She closed her fist and started punching on the woman’s face. People were trying to get in the middle of them but some even cheered. The woman probably got hurt from her second punch that landed right through her cheek.
The girl was thrown to the ground and some guys were cheering. Anne just looked at the woman who doesn’t have any guts to stand up anymore. She triumphantly smiled and said, “Who’s my bitch now?” then she turned away and went out of the pub.
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