Anna Donnison
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Well if you insist, we suppose we can do that!
Before we write this, we wish people to bear in mind there can be no revenge as Maria Sharapova is only 17!
Serena Williams was showering and smiling to herself. She was going to make it a hat-trick in WImbledon, tomorrow. The sad thing is Venus was not there. Venus told her that she made a bet with KAtrina Sprem that had to be fulfilled. Her young opponent made her way to the dressing room. Serena smiled at her, she knew the "it" girl has going to fall flat on her cute tush against her, the real number one. Injury may have put Henin-Hardenne (1) and Clijsters (2) on top, injury would put Serena in their place. Serena was enjoying her warm shower and it was clear to Maria. "Serena, do you have any ...um... advice on how to play well?" asked a timid Maria. Serena bit in her lip to avoid the snort. As if she would help some cute tall Russian blonde to win. Some chick who had only won a title or two. Some number 13 in the World. She was Serena Williams who won 5 out of 6 Slams and would have won 6 if Current World NUmber One Henin-Hardenne hadn't cheated on serve by serving when Serena wasn't ready. She was the greatest female tennis player of all time better than previous bests Steffi Graf and Martina Navratilova. Better than Christ Evert and Billie Jean King. Better than Margaret Court, better than… There was one person Serena couldn’t say that about. And it certainly wasn’t Venus. She was by rights the best tennis player going around. “Well Maria, first thing you do is go out and buy a brain, then realize I’ll never give some baby faced blonde bimbo the time of day let alone a tip on how to play Slam Finals. Go do what I did, Win some, Lose some. Moron!” taunted Serena. She turned her back on Maria and giggled. “What a dumbass!” she though concendingly. Suddenly she felt fingers around her belly. Serena tightened. “Well since you were so nice to me….” Started Maria. Maria began wrapping her fingers on Serena’s ribcage. Serena shrieked. “Something bothering you, Serena?” asked Maria, innocently. “Yeah, Ruski! Stop touching me you little psycho!” swore Serena. Maria responded by gently scratching Serena’s ribcage. All hell broke loose as Serena burst with ticklish abandon. ‘WAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” screamed Serena. She tried to fight back, but the minute she tried, Maria attacked her pits. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASE!” pleaded the vulnerable black haired babe. MAria stopped tickling and picked up Serena. Serena was gasping and unable to fight back as MAria tied her solidly to the bench. Serena was in tatters. Only 4 minutes of tickling had made her weak like a kitten! "Well Serena I have a training run to do so, ciao!"
Serena desperatedly tried to untie herself. Suddenly she heard the sound of voices and steps. She shouted out "Please Help me! PLease HELP ME!!!!" Two beautiful blonde made their ways towards Serena. Serena gulped. The two women she desperatedly did not want to see. One was coughing and looking pale, covering her beauty. The other had her left arm in a sling. World Number One Justin Henin-Hardenne (recovering from a virus) and World Number Two Kim Clijsters (recovering from a shoulder operation). Both girls grinned at her, the blonde Belgian hairs waving around. TO the horror of Serena she noticed that both girls were holding feathers. "You know I never got over losing to a Williams at the 2001 Wimbledon Final!" replied Justine with her beautiful French accent (she is from Bruseels (which is French). "ANd I never forgave Serena for calling me a chocker after blowing the 5-1 lead in the Australian Open 2003 semifinals." commented Kim in pretty Flemish (she is from Dutch Belgium Walloon (we think, Flansders we think is French!)). "So... maybe we eh helppe poor littel Maria beat the bigge bad Serrena!" pondered Justine in her French accent. "Let's do it!" answered Kim. Both girls positioned themselves around Serena. "WAIT!!! Girls don't!!!!!!COme on! Don't you dare! DOn;t you Belgian bitches!" ordered the suddenly enraged Serena. "Such language! "cough" I see she needs "cough" manners adjustement!"
Before we write this, we wish people to bear in mind there can be no revenge as Maria Sharapova is only 17!
Serena Williams was showering and smiling to herself. She was going to make it a hat-trick in WImbledon, tomorrow. The sad thing is Venus was not there. Venus told her that she made a bet with KAtrina Sprem that had to be fulfilled. Her young opponent made her way to the dressing room. Serena smiled at her, she knew the "it" girl has going to fall flat on her cute tush against her, the real number one. Injury may have put Henin-Hardenne (1) and Clijsters (2) on top, injury would put Serena in their place. Serena was enjoying her warm shower and it was clear to Maria. "Serena, do you have any ...um... advice on how to play well?" asked a timid Maria. Serena bit in her lip to avoid the snort. As if she would help some cute tall Russian blonde to win. Some chick who had only won a title or two. Some number 13 in the World. She was Serena Williams who won 5 out of 6 Slams and would have won 6 if Current World NUmber One Henin-Hardenne hadn't cheated on serve by serving when Serena wasn't ready. She was the greatest female tennis player of all time better than previous bests Steffi Graf and Martina Navratilova. Better than Christ Evert and Billie Jean King. Better than Margaret Court, better than… There was one person Serena couldn’t say that about. And it certainly wasn’t Venus. She was by rights the best tennis player going around. “Well Maria, first thing you do is go out and buy a brain, then realize I’ll never give some baby faced blonde bimbo the time of day let alone a tip on how to play Slam Finals. Go do what I did, Win some, Lose some. Moron!” taunted Serena. She turned her back on Maria and giggled. “What a dumbass!” she though concendingly. Suddenly she felt fingers around her belly. Serena tightened. “Well since you were so nice to me….” Started Maria. Maria began wrapping her fingers on Serena’s ribcage. Serena shrieked. “Something bothering you, Serena?” asked Maria, innocently. “Yeah, Ruski! Stop touching me you little psycho!” swore Serena. Maria responded by gently scratching Serena’s ribcage. All hell broke loose as Serena burst with ticklish abandon. ‘WAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” screamed Serena. She tried to fight back, but the minute she tried, Maria attacked her pits. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASE!” pleaded the vulnerable black haired babe. MAria stopped tickling and picked up Serena. Serena was gasping and unable to fight back as MAria tied her solidly to the bench. Serena was in tatters. Only 4 minutes of tickling had made her weak like a kitten! "Well Serena I have a training run to do so, ciao!"
Serena desperatedly tried to untie herself. Suddenly she heard the sound of voices and steps. She shouted out "Please Help me! PLease HELP ME!!!!" Two beautiful blonde made their ways towards Serena. Serena gulped. The two women she desperatedly did not want to see. One was coughing and looking pale, covering her beauty. The other had her left arm in a sling. World Number One Justin Henin-Hardenne (recovering from a virus) and World Number Two Kim Clijsters (recovering from a shoulder operation). Both girls grinned at her, the blonde Belgian hairs waving around. TO the horror of Serena she noticed that both girls were holding feathers. "You know I never got over losing to a Williams at the 2001 Wimbledon Final!" replied Justine with her beautiful French accent (she is from Bruseels (which is French). "ANd I never forgave Serena for calling me a chocker after blowing the 5-1 lead in the Australian Open 2003 semifinals." commented Kim in pretty Flemish (she is from Dutch Belgium Walloon (we think, Flansders we think is French!)). "So... maybe we eh helppe poor littel Maria beat the bigge bad Serrena!" pondered Justine in her French accent. "Let's do it!" answered Kim. Both girls positioned themselves around Serena. "WAIT!!! Girls don't!!!!!!COme on! Don't you dare! DOn;t you Belgian bitches!" ordered the suddenly enraged Serena. "Such language! "cough" I see she needs "cough" manners adjustement!"
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