First time I met her, she gave me a black eye.
Next day, second round, she’s fists clenched and aching to start it up again while I’m laid out on the sun lounger.
Third time we meet, she’s backed up by her college frat gang and looking for real bother.
Then… she’s waiting, there with her Harley, and I’m wondering what Round Four is gonna bring.
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