s**t, she has hit him twice, Becky thought. And he hasn’t been able to hit back. If she was a guy, Danny may well be down on the ground by now. But then Kylie’s luck went the other way.
Kylie stood, bare-breasted, the tattered remains of her blouse hanging from one shoulder; a brave little warrior moving in again, taking the fight to him. She stepped inside his flailing arms and landed a quick punch to his throat and his hands came up, trying to swipe the tears from his eyes. She saw the opening and twisting, she lashed out with a heavy hiking boot, hoping to crush his balls. But the ground was uneven and Becky saw her weighted ankle go over, painfully. Kylie struggled to regain her balance and her momentum, but Danny was onto her. He lifted her off the ground with an underhanded punch th
