Anything to Win

Two girls, both in their mid-20s, fair white skin, stood about 5'8, and weighed around 130 pounds. Shannon, had long, reddish-blonde hair which she had tied behind her in a ponytail. Kimberly had dark brown hair, which cascaded down in curls around her shoulders. Long-legged and fairly busty, they were about as evenly matched as two women could be. At first, they fought to kill each other. Now they fought because they enjoyed it.
Not that all was completely forgiven between them - whatever had caused them to come to blows in the first place - but they decided if they had to work together, they might as well learn to grin and bear it. They started on Friday evening and left on Sunday night they just needed a place to shower, a place to sleep, a place to struggle and squeeze ... They were open to trying any sorts of catfighting maneuver against each other, but they especially loved choking one another.
They had throttled each other out cold in their first match, each refusing to relent in the other's grip, after Shannon had claimed their first encounter and Kimberly had triumphed in the second. Now they were content to put the record between them aside, although they both would still do anything to win. Anything.