Man Hunting 19 - Rebecca and Amy

Rebecca and Amy were standing outside Rebecca's building on a sunny weekend morning. Amy was wearing a black and gray motorcycle suit and Rebecca had just tried on a similar red and black suit.

"Does it feel comfortable?" Amy asked.

"Umm, yea I think so. What is this? It's not leather."

"Yea, it's kevlar. Much more flexible, which you'll need. Still protect you if we crash, which we won't."

"I guess, why this?" Rebecca also tried on her helmet.

"You need some fight training against real guys. We are going to find some. Hard to fight in motorcycle leathers and really hard to fight with a helmet on."

"So why do it then?"

"Easy to talk through the helmet headset, plus hard for them to hit you there. And, we need to not be seen right?" Amy started talking through the headset microphone.

"Yea, that makes sense. Who are we after?" Rebecca was stretching in her suit to test its limits.

"No one in particular. Just going to take a ride. You know how to ride a motorcycle?"

"No idea."

"Not a problem, we will teach you. Necessary skill." Amy patted the back of the street bike she straddle and Rebecca climbed on.

They rode at reasonable speed for about twenty minutes on the bike before Rebecca grew impatient.

"Where are we going?" She asked through the headset.

"Suburbs, this time of day lot of jock wannabes hanging out playing sports. Perfect targets." Amy replied.

A few minutes later they pulled up outside a lush city park. In the distance it looked like four men playing basketball.

"Good, perfect. You able to take on at least one?" Amy asked as they dismounted.

"Probably. You want all three?"

"Nah, so here's the thing. No talking, nothing. Just attack. Hit the first one hard in the balls and go after the second. We do that, we can take them all down." Amy was walking briskly toward the unsuspecting men.

"And then what?" Rebecca tried to keep up.

"Who cares? Just some fun for us and you can show me what you can do."

"Yea, okay, I'm not used to fighting in this kind of clothes."

"I know, it's not easy. But it can be helpful. So just do your best. I've got a piece on me if things get ugly." As they got closer Amy moved to a brisk trot.

"A piece?" Rebecca asked but got not answer.

The men had stopped playing for a moment as the women ran toward them. They noticed the two running at them and watched for a moment. There was a tall black male in athletic shape flanked by an Asian and a Hispanic man who looked toward the women with a snarl on his face. The fourth man, a younger thin man shouted a warning the others didn't heed.

Amy got close first and hammered the Asian man in the groin with a hard kick. He clutched his wounded genitals as she passed and punched the black man in the face hard and tackled him. Rebecca made a hard roundhouse kick to the Hispanic man and heard the wind get knocked out of him as he tumbled.

Amy grappled with her opponent on the ground and pounded him mercilessly with punches. Rebecca kicked her opponent in the ribs as he fell and he shouted in pain.

"Get that fucker!" Amy shouted through the headset, clearly out of breath.

The fourth man turned to run and Rebecca gave chase.

"You can handle three?" Rebecca asked as she ran.

"Yea, these three..." Amy replied as she delivered an incapacitating hit to the man she was fighting.

Rebecca caught the fleeing male and knocked him to the ground. The two wrestled for a second and she realized he was no match for her. Amy climbed off of her unconscious opponent and kicked both of the other men hard in the groin to keep them down. Rebecca got the man in a lock from behind and held him fast despite his struggles.

Amy approached them and opened her visor.

"Why did you run?" She demanded of the man as he looked around in terror.

"What? Let me go!" He plead.

"You ran, why?"

"Because you were going to fuck us all up!" He shrieked.

"He's hard." Rebecca mentioned, noticing the man's erection through his shorts.

"Who's giving you your shit?" Amy demanded and cocked her fist back.

"What? What do you mean?" He was panicking and starting to break Rebecca's grip.

"Aww fuck, we need to go." Amy hit him hard and he went limp and fell to the ground.

"C'mon." Amy motioned and Rebecca followed her back to her bike.

The two mounted and drove away quickly. After a few minutes Rebecca spoke.

"Why did we take off so fast?"

"Can't stay long. Don't want that trouble."

"What was up with the last guy."

"Nada, he's getting his shit from someone. I'll explain later. You did great back there."

"Thanks. I loved it. They were so fucked and they didn't know it until it was too late." Rebecca relished the fight.

"Yea, exactly. We will keep up real practice like that. You'll be awesome."