CFNF Wrestling - Lisa Comshaw, etc.

[Cigar4u]

Here are 10 more from the Nasty Natashca series:

[Cigar4u]

Here is a nice selection of CFNF fight material found during a recent surf of the 'Net.

I get a kick out of the four photos below from Double Trouble. The brunette removed the blond's bikini bottoms but only pulled down the bra so she could go on a nipple twisting frenzy. Hopefully the woman in charge later removes her foe's bra to make it a true CFNF match.

Also, from Academy Video, a gal in a white bikini removes an Asian lady's black bikini and then applies arm and leg locks and uses her free hand to work over her rival's exposed crotch.

Also featured is a double boob punch, a karate uppercut to the crotch and a strip mauling from unknown sources.

[wolfing]

I just ordered the Double Trouble dt-872 vid. After years of being disappointed by female wrestling videos this on finally hit the mark. A bit expensive but I was happy to pay for a cfnf match at last.
Keep though tips coming. Well done cigar4u! Well done Double Trouble! I hope Double Trouble is listening.

[Cigar4u]

Hi Wolfing:

That's the Sandi White vs. Sinn Sage match. I plan on purchasing that one as well. The photos look interesting and the theme of the older smug bleached blond woman (Sandi) beating and stripping the angry young brunette gal (Sinn) is enticing.

Perhaps you can share with the readers of this thread what scene you thought was most exciting to give us a taste of what to expect should we decide to order this dvd as well.

The producers of Double Trouble videos have great imaginations. I only wish they would produce more CFNF matches.

Thanks for the post.

[Cigar4u]

Although Woman's World Wrestling video company today produces mostly nude vs. nude, topless vs. topless and bikini vs. bikini, it was a pioneer in CFNF matches.

Here are some thumbnail photos of some of their best CFNF matches over the years featuring three of my favorite WW wrestlers Candi, Jill and Rachel:

-- The first three photos pay tribute to Candi, who has been with Woman's World since the beginning about 20 years ago. Here Candi engages in a match with blonde Suzanna where both women start off in exotic one-piece suits and karate gloves. Part way through the fight Candi is stripped of her suit and finishes the bout in nothing but her gloves. The third photo is of Candi in a bikini.

-- In the next series, Scotland's Jll Monroe takes on fellow blond Zora. After defeating Zora, Jill removes her foe's bikini and tucks it into the sides of her own bikini as if she has skinned an animal and is wearing its pelt from her belt. Also featured is two more CFNF victories by Jill, including one where she paints her opponent's face with an ointment that, according to the website, makes Zora's face feel like it's on fire. Kinky.

-- In the next set of matches, Rachel, who usually wound up on the NF side of CFNF matches, emerges CF and victorious.

I wish Woman's World would produce more CFNF matches like it did a few years ago.

[Cigar4u]

And here's a few more CFNF matches from Woman's World:

[wolfing]

As I said before I have almost given up on woman wrestling videos because they have missed the mark so often. In fact WWE/RAW/Smack down has done such a better job and it was on TV! So after reading about So many Double Trouble matches that looked good I never bought one because of being ripped off in the past. At last I broke down and paid for the Sandy vs Sinn match. WOW! About time! I don't want to give away the whole plot so I'll just give a quick review. This video seems like a part two although I can't find what video comes before it. The scene starts off with an mature woman wrestler, Sandy, is in the ring talking about beating and stripping her last opponent and how funny it was watching her leave the ring naked. Up steps a younger modestly dressed woman wrestler,Sinn, who is upset that her friend was stripped in front of everybody and thinks that someone needs to teach Sandy a lesson. Needless to say, it does not go well for young Sinn who like her friend leaves the ring humiliated and naked.

what I liked most about the match was that the action was convincing, that the younger wrestler was so cocky at first, that she did not like being stripped at all and that the mature wrestler was laughing her ass off slowly stripping Sinn and playing keep away with her opponents clothes. At one point Sandy has to chase Sinn around the ring wile Sinn triesto protect her modesty and her G-sting. ENF,CFNF,Humiliation,Embarrassment. Well done. I'd give this two thumbs up.

[Cigar4u]

This is addressed to Wolfing and everyone else who has ever ordered a CFNF wrestling tape or DVD and wound up disappointed or, at the other end of the spectrum, very satisfied.

Thanks Wolfing for your review of Sandy vs. Sinn. Nothing any of us hates worse than to spend good money for a big disappointment when it comes to adult-oriented DVDs. I'm now seriously considering making that DVD my next purchase based on your report.

I can sympathize with you. I too have bought products that really did not live up to the description of the few thumbnail preview photos that were posted on a web site. It really pissed me off.

I wish more people would use this thread to share with readers their disappointments and good finds when it comes to ordering CFNF wrestling DVDs to help us decide where to invest our hard-earned cash.

One of my disappointing purchases a few years back was a video from Woman's World that featured a match between Jill Monroe and Zora, in which the loser was stripped, body shampooed and head-shaven.

Although that sounds super interesting as far as ENF goes, it was rather cheaply produced. The stripping and head-to-toe body shampooing were excellent, but the head-shaving was a real downer because Zora (the loser) wore a bald wig that was so ridiculous looking.

She wore it like a bad-fitting hat with a big depression in it the back of the skull area that made it look like her head was caved in. It looked like Zora put it on over her short blond hair in two seconds and didn't care that it looked stupid. It really ruined the mood of what, up to that point, had been a pretty sexy scenario.

Look, I knew the producers were not going to have Jill shave Zora's head for real. But they could have at least stopped the videotaping long enough to give Zora significant time to put on the bald wig properly, smoothing out the depressions and pasting down the edges of it to her real skin with a cosmetic glue product.

At least the other match on the tape was a pretty good fight featuring Rachel in a CFNF encounter. So it wasn't a total loss.

Other times, you find a real gem.

Earlier in this thread, I named the Christine Dupree vs. Lisa Comshaw match from Double Trouble the best videotaped CFNF fight of all time based solely on the hot preview pictures that I posted.

(So as not to repost a lot of those photos, go to pages 32 and 33 of this thread to see a lot of images from this match. Below are three examples from this great one-sided fight.)

I recently ordered that video (DT-713) and was more than satisfied with that production.

The fight begins with the two women warming up. Both are wearing sexy bra and panty sets -- Christine in black and Lisa in red. Lisa struts up to Christine and threatens "I'm going to strip you nude."

Needless to say, it is cocky Lisa who winds up naked in pretty short order, but not before clothed Christine gives topless Lisa a super pussy wedgie with Lisa's stretched-out panties.

When Christine pulls off Lisa's panties she points at Lisa's crotch and exclaims, "Ha ha, you let your hairs grow back!"

Christine is making reference to a previous match where Christine apparently balded Lisa's pubic mound.

I have looked through all of the video tapes that both have done for DT and cannot find such a match. If I found it I would have ordered that one too.

I guess it is just like what Wolfing experienced when he could not find a prequel to the Sandy-Sinn match where Sinn's best friend was denuded and beaten up by Sandy.

But, I guess it really does not matter in either case if a previous fight actually took place and was videotaped or was just referred to for the sake of the present film's plot. We can all use our imaginations and visualize a prior match in which such an event happened.

Getting back to Christine and Lisa, Christine rubs her chin and says with an evil smile, "I've got to do something about those hairs."

With Lisa lying flat on her back, Christine straddles her and grabs two big handfulls of Lisa's sn*tch hair and lifts her ass about two feet off the mat, pulling out a few strands as Lisa falls back down. I don't know about the rest of you, but I had never before seen a woman lift another woman off the ground by her beaver. By the hair on her head? Yes! By the hair of her crotch? No!

I don't care where you are from, that's one of the most humiliating ENF things you'll ever see!

The rest of the match features very little wrestling. It is primarily a pubic hair-pulling festival with a lot of nipple-twisting thrown in for good measure.

Lisa, as usual, plays the victimized ENF to the max. She tells Christine, "you are killing me" as Chrsitine merrily goes about pulling Lisa's pubes out by the roots.

The producers really did a good job with this tape. Although the viewer knows that Christine is not really yanking out Lisa's pubes, both women sell it very well to make it seem as believable as it can possibly be.

Red-headed Lisa obviously trimmed her usually thick auburn bush before the match so that it would appear that Christine had actually weeded her garden when she was done.

At one point, after a series of exceptionally hard-looking hair pullings, Christine opens her hand and shows Lisa a rather large clump of removed pubic hairs. (Maybe it's Lisa's pre-match pube trimmings or a small lock of Lisa's head hair ends made to look like pulled out pubic fuzz. Either way the clump looks like it really came from Lisa's bush.)

Christine later spreads Lisa legs up on the second rope of a corner turnbuckle and delivers a series of punches to Lisa's wide-open crotch and breasts.

Chrstine later facesits Lisa giving her access to Lisa's bare nipples and pussy. And Chrstine does not waste the opportunity to continue to hammer and pull on those exposed areas as Lisa mercifully drifts off to dreamland.

But before Lisa passes out, Christine tells her she is going to be "generous" and not completely bald her c*nt like she did the last time they wrestled. How nice of Christine.

All-in-all I feel this DVD was worth the purchase price ($44.95), even though the second match on it is a rather lame nude vs. nude match between popular DT stars Julie Winchester and Stacy Burke. (DT also has lower prices for ordering downloadable versions of just the one match on-line. The Christine-Lisa match is titled "Bare Brutality." A condensed five-minute version can be purchased by credit card for $4.95. Other downloadable versions of that single match range in cost from $9.95 to $24.95.)

ENF fans who do not necessarily like CFNF wrestling possibly would enjoy this product as well, as Lisa is totally humiliated and left spread-eagle on the mat. What guy doesn't enjoy seeing that?

The only criticism I have -- and it is a small one -- is that I would have liked to have seen, at the end of the match, bikini-clad Christine pose over an unconscious, nude Lisa, placing her bare foot on Lisa's face or thinned-out pubic mound and waving the two pieces of Lisa's bikini over her head as a trophy of her total triumph.

Oh well, I guess you can't have everything. But this DVD delivers almost everything.

[Cigar4u]

Here is a CFNF fight story I wrote after being inspired by the recent World Cup soccer final between Spain and The Netherlands. At the end of the story I am posting images I got from the Internet that illustrate this story, which I assure you is a piece of fiction.

I am sure many of you will enjoy this story even if you, like me, are not soccer fans. You just have to be CFNF fight fans and ENF fans. And aren't we all?


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Humiliation and Pain Over Such a Silly Little Game Part 1


By Cigar


My friends and I are quite a mixed group -- Hispanic, white, black, etc.

When we get together for regular wild weekend parties, we generally get along real well, even when there is quite a bit of alcohol consumption. Although an occasional fight may break out, it is never racially motivated and the issue that started it is usually resolved before things get too far out of hand.

All of that changed -- perhaps forever -- at a recent World Cup soccer party that was thrown at the Southern California beach home of Carlos and Isabella, successful real estate executives who were born in Spain.

They planned an early morning beach party/pool party and brunch buffet followed by their 48 guests gathering in their living room to watch the finale between Spain and The Netherlands on their giant flatscreen TV.

I am not a soccer -- or futball, as Europeans like to call it -- fan and never will be. I am from the United States and the only real futball is American football, which soccer will never come remotely close to equaling in popularity in this country.

To me, soccer has always been such a silly little game -- a sport mastered by so many nations that cannot even afford to feed their own populations. After all, it is a cheap game. All you need is a ball, a large empty field and a couple of rocks placed so many feet apart for a goal at each end.

However, while I am not a fan of soccer, I am a real fan of parties. Carlos and Isabella could have thown a party honoring towels falling on their pool deck and I would have been there.

However, there were some party-goers who lived and died soccer and the consequences of that loyalty to the countries participating and the game is what I am going to relate to you.

Two fans in particular would provide the sparks that almost turned the friendly soccer party into a racial soccer hooligan riot -- Maria Ibenez-Sanchez, originally from Spain, and Gretta Vanderhorne, a Dutch woman.

Maria, 21, was born in Madrid and had played soccer since she was a little girl, winning numerous awards that filled a huge trophy case in her home. She was a big fan of the Spanish team. She knew all of the players' names and their histories.

She is a gorgeous athletic brunette who stands 5-feet-11, with long, slender, model-like legs. For the occasion, she wore a beautiful red bikini, paying tribute to the Spanish team, which is nicknamed "Big Red," Spain's primary uniform and flag color.

Gretta, 23, was born in Amsterdam and grew up ice speed skating and playing soccer, the two most popular sports in Holland. She was equal in her zest for her country's team, knowing all of the players' names and their histories.

She is a beautiful platinum blond who stands 5-feet-10, with a fantastic set of boobs. For the party, she wore a bright orange bikini, the Dutch team's primary uniform color. Gretta is a dead ringer for Canadian professional female wrestler Trish Stratus.

(Author's note: I threw in that last sentence because the photos I found on the Internet to illustrate this story include two of Trish Status -- Stratus in a pool in a bright orange bikini and Stratus nude on a pink blanket. I just thought I'd mention it before readers responded that the woman in those photos is Trish Stratus.)

Prior to the game, Maria and a few friends went down to the ocean to play a game of surf soccer. Gretta, meanwhile hung out at the pool, taking an occasional dip to cool off.

It was so hot that day that by the time both ladies came indoors to watch the game their swimsuits were dry.

Neither woman liked each other, but both had been civil to each other at the various parties they attended. Both were executive secretaries. Maria worked in one of Carlos and Isabella's real estate offices. Gretta worked at a downtown law firm. They had very little in common other than the fact that both were big soccer fans and both had similar jobs.

From the start, they brought much tension to the room. Both made loud comments praising their teams and equally loud derogatory comments about the other's team and country. Gretta's slurs about Spain noticably angered the Hispanic men and women in the room, who on this day outnumbered white and black guests about 35 to 15.

Finally, just minutes before the game, Gretta offered Maria a wager -- the loser would pay the winner $1,000.

Maria countered, "Let's make it $2,000!"

I interrupted, "hold on ladies, let's keep this friendly. A $2,000 bet will cause just too much tension for the rest of us to enjoy the game. How about more of a fun wager, instead?"

"What do you have in mind?" Gretta asked.

"How about the two of you instead wager your bikini tops?" I said, as many guests whistled and clapped in agreement. "Loser has to present the winner with her bra as a souvenir."

Gretta joked that that was not fair because she had a lot more to show than Maria -- a comment that caused Maria to fume because, although Maria had nicely sized breasts, they definitely were not in Gretta's league.

"Very funny, b*tch," Maria spat back in her hot Spanish accent. "How about we make it that the loser has to surrender both parts of her bikini to the winner!" The whistles and cheers of approval from both the men and the women partygoers were even louder.

Gretta hesitated for a moment. After all, it was widely known that, on paper, Spain was a better team and that Holland was a decided underdog. Then again, Gretta reasoned, almost all of us at the party had seen each other nude before as on more than one occassion, we had gone skinny dipping at our regular gatherings.

Thre was really no shame in being nude among friends if Holland lost, Gretta thought. Besides, she did not want it to appear that she was not totally dedicated to the Dutch side.

"You're on," Gretta smirked. "And you better not chicken out after The Netherlands wins or I'll rip your bikini off and send you home naked as well as defeated!"

Maria retorted that Gretta also better not backdown because her friends outnumbered Gretta's at the party and they surely would lend a hand in "helping" a reluctant Gretta step out of her swimsuit.

As far as I was concerned, all of us at the party would be winners once the game was over because one of these two goddesses was going to be naked and on display for us to enjoy.

I couldn't wait until we got through what arguably would be the longest 90 minutes in history. It's bad enough that in soccer they add on time at the end of each half to make up for minutes lost to injuries and other delays. Thank God there are no time outs in soccer or the agony of the game would never end.

Carlos and Isabella sweetened the pot a little by offering the winning lady a life-sized replica of the World Cup trophy to go along with the bikini trophy.

(Author's note: Sorry to interrupt the story again, but isn't the actual World Cup trophy of a pair of hands grasping the globe a disappointingly shitty little trophy for such a big event? I mean it's not anywhere as impressive as hockey's Stanley Cup when it comes to size. The World Cup looks like a little ornament that should be on top of a large trophy. Heck, I have amature bowling league trophies that are bigger than the World Cup. It's just an observation. Back to the story. ...)

Both women spent the bulk of the game jumping up and down and cheering each of their team's breakaways only to clutch their heads and stomp their bare feet in frustration with each missed opportunity.

The first half ended scoreless and both women were extremely tense watching the second half.

Then the game started to get dirty, with each squad racking up yellow cards for unsportsmanlike conduct. Holland was by far the worse aggressor.

"It figures your team has to cheat to win!" Maria lashed out at Gretta.

"It must be brutal for the Dutch men having to deal with the smell of your team -- everyone knows that Spanish people don't bathe often and they never use deodorant," Gretta said.

Several of the Hispanic guests as well as the hosts, Carlos and Isabella, were angered by that comment. A few people whispered to each other that Gretta had gone too far. The six blacks at the party started to root for Spain along with the Hispanics if, for nothing else, to see Gretta get humiliated for her bigotry.

When regulation time ended with the score tied 0-0, many of us thought that the game likely would come down to penalty kicks following the two 15-minute overtime periods.

But, several minutes into the first overtime, a Dutch player picked up his second yellow card for dirty play and was ejected from the game, leaving Holland with just 10 players against Spain's 11. Gretta became extremely concerned as Maria smiled and taunted Gretta that soon Gretta's bikini would be in Maria's hands.

Sure enough, with about 10 minutes left in overtime, Spain scored what would be the only goal of the match. Maria danced around the room screaming and cheering. Gretta fell to her knees and placed her head in her hands and began to cry.

Because there is no sudden death in soccer, Gretta had to endure Spain's delay and defensive tactics for the ballance of the overtime period as her Dutch countrymen did their best to press several attacks only to come up short each time.

When the final whistle blew, Gretta was sitting back on the sofa, arms folded acrossed her boobs, her legs crossed and her face turning as crimson as Maria's swimsuit, knowing that soon her bikini would be in Maria's clutches.

Maria was salsa dancing with a number of the Hispanic fans in the room, celebrating her home country's first-ever World Cup. It was by far the happiest day of her life.

When the broadcast broke to commercial, Maria told Gretta it was time to pay up.

"Let's just get this over with," Gretta said, pulling down one bra strap before being quickly halted by Maria.

"No, this should be a ceremony -- like the winning team captain raising the World Cup," Maria said, hoping to prolong Gretta's humiliation for as long as possible.

It would be one thing for Gretta to quickly pull off her bikini and throw it at Maria, then make a hasty departure from the room, as she had planned to do. It was quite another to have to remove her bikini slowly. fold it like a flag and present it to her now-hated enemy and remain in the room to watch Maria also get the replica World Cup trophy.

Gretta soon realized that being naked in a room full of clothed people was not the same as everyone frolicking equally naked in the surf. The minute she removed her bikini to hoots and whistles, she somehow felt more naked than she had ever been in her life. And Maria's wide grin only added to Gretta's utter humiliation.

The fact that nearly everyone had their cellphone cameras out taking photos and video of the forced strip tease and bikini presentation ceremony -- creating a record for posterity -- only added to Gretta's disgrace.


End of Part 1


In the photos below:

1. Maria, in her red bikini, plays soccer in the surf.

2. Gretta, in her orange bikini, takes a dip in the pool.

3. Maria poses by the pool.

4. Maria moments before wagering her bikini against Gretta's on the outcome of the game.

5. After Spain defeats Holland, a nude Gretta curses at Maria while attacking her.

[Cigar4u]

Humiliation and Pain Over Such a Silly Little Game Part 2


By Cigar

Gretta presented her bikini to Maria and the both women exchanged European style cheek kisses, which I thought was real hot. I have always been turned on by a naked woman interacting with a clothed gal.

Then Maria lifted Gretta's bikini above her head and began to dance around Gretta who was getting angrier and more humiliated by the minute.

When Maria turned her back to Gretta and started shaking her ass at her, Gretta lost it and suddenly reached out grabbing two handfuls of Maria's hair and shook her head violently back and forth. Gretta shouted at Maria, "You filthy c*nt -- I'll f*ck you up for trying to embarrass me you f*cking wetb*ck wh*re!"

Apparently, however, Maria had anticipated Gretta's sneak attack and was ready for her. In one swift motion, Maria lashed back in mule kick fashion, the heel of her barefoot striking Gretta on the apex of her pussy!

For all intent and pourposes, the fight was over with that one blow. Gretta's eyes glossed over. Both of Gretta's hands immediently went from being imbeded in Maria's hair to Gretta's now burning crotch. Gretta, clutching her wounded womanhood, fell face first on the floor.

Maria went to the carpet as well, quickly wrapping her right arm around Gretta's neck and grabbing Gretta's left nipple and twisting it with her free left hand.

The two women remained in that position for a few minutes until Gretta was on the verge of passing out. Maria then released the hold and got on top of Gretta folding her into a matchbook pin. Maria held Gretta down as the Hispanic guests counted to 20 in Spanish.

Not missing a beat, Maria got off of Gretta, still holding Gretta's feet above Gretta's head. Maria turned around and quickly sat on Gretta's face. Maria then placed one of Gretta's ankles under Maria's right knee joint and held Gretta's other leg under Maria's left arm. In this position, Gretta's gams were spread wide open and her pussy was open to every onlooker and Maria's attack.

Maria has aristocratically long fingers, which enabled her to well apply her next humiliating hold. Maria shoved her long, slender right thumb with sharp nail into Gretta's pussy then stuck her first and second fingers into Gretta's asshole and squeezed for all she was worth.

Gretta's muffled screams filled the room as she begged someone to help her before Maria ruined her for life. I'm ashamed to say I did nothing. I was sitting down because I had gotten a hard-on watching the spectacle. I looked around the room and noticed I was not alone as many men had swimsuit pup tents watching the erotic fight.

"Oh, Maria, I knew you loved soccer, but it looks like you are good at bowling too!" Isabella said, commenting on Maria's excellently applied c*nt claw that resembled a grip on a bowling ball. The comment drew heavy laughter as Maria continued to squeeze and Gretta squirmed in uncontrolable desperation beneath Maria's ass.

Then Maria put Gretta's left foot under Maria's knee to free up her left hand so that Maria could grab a fistful of Gretta's thick golden pubic hair and rip it out by the roots. Gretta, whose face was now burried deep in Maria's bikini-clad pussy and asshole, began to scream hysterically and beg for mercy.

When Gretta's body went limp, Maria released the hold and wiped her hands on Gretta's now trophy bikini. Maria then flipped a once-again conscious Gretta on her stomach and propped her ass high in the air, ordering Gretta to remain in that position or she would reapply the tw*t hold.

Maria then went to her handbag and pulled out her size 11AA soccer cleats.

"You never know when a soccer game is going to break out -- I come prepared," Maria chirped as she sat down and began to put on the shoes that had menacing metal-tipped rubber spikes along the soles.

It soon became apparent to everyone in the room what Maria was going to do with those shoes as she quickly laced them up and prepared for her shot on "goal." Gretta looked back in horror but was too helpless and too frightened to move and prevent the inevitable.

Maria lined up several feet behind Gretta's upturned ass. Before I could yell for her not to do it, Maria took a couple of long momentum-gathering steps and lashed out a perfect kick, her toe and instep striking Gretta hard and square on Gretta's exposed pubic bone.

Several of the excited spectators began shouting, "Gooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllll!!! !! Goooooooaaaaaaaaalllllll!!!!! Gooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaallll!!!!!!!!" mimicking that Spanish TV announcer who has become famous for his excited soccer scoring calls.

Gretta jumped at least a foot off the ground and landed on her side, clutching her pussy and howling like a dying animal.

Still Maria was not satisfied. She grabbed the soles of Gretta's size 10 feet, turned Gretta over and began to stomp Gretta's badly bruised and swollen sex. The first stomp sprained two of Gretta's fingers as Gretta partially blocked Maria's metal cleats. When Gretta pulled back her hands to shake out the pain, Maria had an unobstructed stomp to Gretta's clit and slammed her spikes directly into that region.

Maria was able to land two more stomps to Gretta's sn*ch before I got off my ass and stepped in to break up the total destruction of Gretta.

At that point Carlos and Isabella stepped in and presented Maria with Gretta's discarded bikini and the World Cup replica trophy.

Maria then spent the next few minutes posing over a prone Gretta. Maria hoisted the replica World Cup and kissed it. She then waived Gretta's bikini to the cheering crowd. Maria also placed the toe of her cleated right foot on Gretta's left pink nipple and grounded it out like a cigarette butt.

Gretta then walked away with several male guests following her, patting her back and shaking her hand for her triumph.

I kneeled down to help Gretta up. But she told me not to move her just then.

"I'm hurt real bad -- I need to see a doctor at the hospital emergency room," Gretta said, telling me that all she had worn to the party was her bikini, a see-through hip wrap and a pair of sandals.

I went to Maria and asked if Gretta coud have her bikini back so that she did not have to go to the hospital naked. Maria refused, clutching the orange garment to her chest and saying she had won it fair and square. When I stepped forward to take it from her, several Hispanic and black men men stood behind Maria and stared me down. I felt it was wise to back off.

"Come on fellas," I said. "Are we really going to ruin our friendships over such a silly little game?"

At that time I noticed a strange thing was happening. Many of the women who had brought extra clothing began putting it on. They had noticed how excited the Maria-Gretta incident had made most of the men. And they were well aware of the history of violence at the outcome of soccer matches. The last thing any of them wanted to do was further excite the male members in the crowd into potentially gang r*ping them.

None of the women would give me any clothing with which to redress Gretta. Girlfriends warned their boyfriends not to give Gretta their shirts for fear that they could become the targets of attack by the blacks and Hispancs for helping the unpopular fallen white woman.

The only one left who had any clothing to loan Gretta was Isabella, whose entire and extensive wardrobe was in her upstairs bedroom. But that was not going to happen.

"If that puta was so stupid as to wager and lose the only thing she wore to my party, then she deserves to go home totally naked," Isabella said as she handed Gretta's transparent wrap and sandals to Maria who gleefully accepted the additional spoils of her victory. "Besides, I'm sure Gretta does not want to smell like a Spanish woman!"

I went back to where Gretta was lying. A girlfriend of hers had placed a bag of ice on Gretta's crotch to relieve some of the pain and swelling. She told me that Gretta's injuries looked severe and that she needed to get to a hospital as soon as possible. I told Gretta I could not find anything for her to wear.

Gretta weakly replied, "I would rather endure the humiliation of being stark naked in public at the hospital than spend one more minute here watching Maria gloat over her beating me. Just carry me to your car and get me out of this God-forsaken place."

I carried Gretta to my car as some of the guests actually booed her. "What assholes," I thought. "I'll never party with this bunch again."

Gretta's girlfriend brought Gretta her purse, which fortunately contained Gretta's ID and health insurance card.

On the way to the hospital, I gave Gretta my shirt to wear so that she would not be totally nude. We did not speak to one another. There was really nothing for either of us to say at that moment.

When we got to the hospital, we were told that there would be a long wait as it was an exceptionally busy day --undoubtedly from treating injuries resulting from fights breaking out following the soccer game. To make matters worse, Gretta had to fill out a bunch of forms including giving a detailed description of how she got her injuries.

After examining Gretta and taking x-rays of her pubic area, the doctor came out to the waiting room and told me that the injuries were not as bad as they initially appeared and that with rest, icepacks and a prescription for pain medicine, Gretta should make a full recovery within a month.

He warned, however, that it would be best if she abstained from sex during that time to give her wounds the proper time to heal. Maria, in effect, had given Gretta the ultimate red card that included a 30-day suspension from love-making, which Gretta admitted she enjoyed far more than a good soccer game.

When I commented on how unusual these injuries must have appeared to be, the doctor said he had seen a lot worse on the days of big soccer matches. In fact, he said, just a half hour earlier he had to apply stitches to the scrotums of two soccer fans who had gotten into a knife fight over the game.

"I grew up in India, where I played soccer and went to all of the big matches," the doctor said. "Yet, I don't understand how this sport can drive people so mad that they would attack each other's jimmies over it! It's crazy. After all, it's just a silly little game."

In the weeks since the World Cup I have regularly visited Gretta at her home, where her recovery is going as well as can be expected. Several times she has thanked me for coming to her aide and halting the slaughter.

"When I heal down there, I'll show you just how thankful I am," Gretta told me yesterday. "Would that be OK?"

In my mind, I was shouting to the heavens and turning cartwheels over the offer of sex from this blond angel, but out loud I calmly replied, "Gee, that would be swell."

I told Gretta I had not partied with that crowd since the incident and did not plan to do so ever again because of what they allowed to happen to her.

Also yesterday, for the first time, Gretta discussed the troubling events of the World Cup party. That was after a package arrived in her mailbox with Maria's return address on it. The package contained a DVD. It did not take much effort to guess that it was a recording made from the cell phone videos of Gretta's humiliating defeat.

"I guess Maria doesn't want me to ever forget how she thoroughly embarrassed me," Gretta said. "You want to watch it with me?"

"Are you sure you are ready to address this and watch what she did to you," I asked.

"Look, I am going to be reminded of this fight for the rest of my life," Gretta said. "I'm sure I'll go to parties where Maria will be and she will bring it up. She now has a video that I am sure she is sending to everyone. She probably has even posted it on the Internet by now. I have been told that Maria has put my bikini in her trophy case and that she shows it to everyone who visits her so she can tell the story of how it got there.

"I will be humiliated over and over because of what happened. I have to find a way to accept it and move on. And one of the ways to do that is to watch what happened and confront the issue, no matter how emotionally painful it is to relive it."

As we watched the video, which began with the bikini presentation ceremony and ended with me carrying naked Gretta to my car -- and everything that happened in between -- Gretta commented that she has dreamed of avenging her loss to Maria someday and doing everything to Maria that Maria had done to her.

But Gretta also admitted she was scared to even think about trying to fight Maria again.

"Maybe next time if I am clothed and she is nude I can beat her -- but I just don't know," Gretta said as she winced at the scenes where Maria twisted her nipple, yanked out her pubes and gouged her groin.

"I don't think I can be as nasty as her and attack another woman's boobs and privates. But, from experience, I know that b*tch will go after my tits and pussy again. It's probably best that I just keep my distance from her and accept that she is the better woman just like Spain's soccer team was better than Holland's that day."

Gretta also said that she is rethinking her zealous support of The Netherlands soccer squad and even the entire sport of soccer.

"Why don't you teach me about American football," Gretta said. "After all, soccer is such a silly little game, isn't it?"

I smiled warmly. Perhaps more people are starting to think my way about soccer.

End.


Here are the rest of the photos to help illustrate this story:

6. Maria puts nude Gretta in a choke hold.

7. Naked Gretta is put in a matchbook hold by clothed Maria.

8. Gretta's bikini as it currently is being displayed in Maria's trophy case.

9. Gretta in all her naked glory awaits Maria's deadly crotch attack.

10. Gretta clutches her womanhood after Maria's vicious pussy kick.