1. Kate & Jim Chapter 5


    Date: 8/31/2017, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 92.1, Source: sexstories.com

    sitting on the tailgate of the older red pickup drinking coffee from the thermos cup, the thermos bottle beside him on the tailgate. “Are you the brains or the flunky of this outfit?” Jim asked walking directly up to him “I estimate you and your buddies are into me for a grand already. The property is well posted and you have no business being here.” “I don’t know who you are Mr.” said the young man sliding off the tailgate and reaching in his pocket for his cell-phone “We have permission from the owner Mike Edwards to cull those diseased trees.” “Mike Edward’s is one of the farmers who rent from me” Jim retorted “I own this land. My name is Jim Brady.....remember it. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. The easy way is for you to give me your cell-phone to call the Sheriff. We’ll let the judge sort this out in a civilized manner; however, I’d prefer the hard way.” “What’s the hard way?” the man said putting the cell-phone on the tailgate. “I take it from you!” “You made the challenge so I go first, right; palms up stops the fight and then I just leave.” “Fair enough, young man if there’s no hard feeling after; agreed?” “Agreed, Mr. Brady on the count of three” and without further comment, the young man threw several probing rights and left jabs and feints at Jim’s head and torso. Jim was ready for them and blocked or deflected the blows gauging the man’s style which was predominately right handed in power and speed. No doubt the man was feeling Jim out as well and ...
    was holding his best in reserve. Obviously in fit fighting shape and an experienced brawler; he lacked the finesse of a trained boxer. The man stepped back palms up smiling and nodded, confident he would win and said “Challenger next, it’s your turn Mr. Jim Brady, or should I just leave.” “I’m beginning to like you, son.” “It’s John Morgan.” “Now that the preliminaries are over with, John Morgan lets have at it for real on the count of three.” Wasting no time, Jim commenced with bone jarring blows to John’s body with his massive fists. John blocked them wondering what he got himself into; he’d never been hit this hard before in his life. John’s return body blows to Jim were ineffectual; he might as well be hitting an oak tree. He did manage to hit Jim twice high in the face, putting a bleeding cut above Jim’s eye. Smiling at the bloody cut and the blood dripping down the side of his face, Jim unrelentingly advanced raining jackhammer punches on him; numbing and hurting John’s arms and forcing John to cover up in pain. Changing tactics John grappled with Jim trying to knee him in the groin and smash his forehead into Jim face. Again, Jim expected this, keeping his head low and chin tucked, as he smashed his fist several times into John’s left kidney to force him let go, which he did, staggering back and sitting down hard. When he tried to get up, twice, Jim kicked his feet out from under him to send him crashing to the ground. “This fight is over, son” Jim said holding up his ...
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