"Nemesis"

Name: undecided.

Job: gym maintainance.

Home: apartment attached to gym.

Hair: white.  short (approx. 6-8").  straight.  "long spikey", but not styled.  untamed but "neat".

Skin: pale.

Height: 4'10"

Weight: aprox. 115 lbs.

Body: athletic.  lean.  toned.  firm, a-cup breasts.

Fashion: blacks.  dark greys.  jeans.  hoody.  t-shirts.  tank tops.  leather jacket.  leather combat-style boots.  fingerless leather gloves.  somewhat masculine.  men's style women's underwear.  often wraps chest in bandages instead of wearing a bra.  thick, black eye shadow.

Personality:

  For the most part, she is a loner.  She feels apart from the rest of the world.

  She's never been in a romantic or sexual relationship, because she see's other people as too much unlike herself.  While not permiscuous, she is tolerant and self-sexual.

  She came to an agreement with the owner of a grungy, low-rent gym where a few up-and-coming boxers got their start.  She needed a place to live and some spending money, and the gym had a small attached apartment that he'd been using mainly for storage.

  She could live there for nothing if she kept the gym and property clean and maintained, and he would pay her enough to keep her fed and personally maintained, and she's very low maintainance.

  She learns by watching the fighters and listening to what instructions they are given, and occasionally sparring, but she also has the privilege of being able to use the gym after it's closed, so she can train alone.

  She has a respect and appreciation for martial arts and boxing as they relate to self-defense and self-discipline.

  She developed a near-obsession with the idea of being as good as any male fighter, but with a shortage of opportunities to truly test herself, she began roaming the streets at night looking for opportunities to get into fights.

  She would never instigate a fight, but if she felt confident, then she would take on someone who was trying to start something with her, or she would try to become the target of someone else's bully.

  It being at night and her wearing a hoody and bulky, largely androgynous clothes, she would always try to keep it hidden that she was a female so that the males she fought would not hold back, or flat-out quit, on that account.

  Somehow, her obsession began to bleed into her sexuality, and she discovered that she was unable to become sexually aroused unless she had been in a fight while dressed "masculine", but then should never be able to satisfy herself unless she was undressed, or dressed more apparently like a female.

  If she happened to have sustained some small injury, such as a busted lip or black eye, then it heightened her sexuality and therefore her orgasm.

  Working at the gym would give her some cover for any minor facial injuries she gets.

Story:

  While rushing to the "aid" of someone being attacked by two guys in an alley, one night, a dark dressed man also arrives and is first to begin fighting the thugs.

  The person attacked runs away, and one of the thugs also tries to run while the mysterious man is fighting the other one, but she rushes and takes on the fleeing thug.

  The two "heroes" beat down the thugs and, while both still have their faces concealed, stare at each other a moment, and then the mysterious man runs off.

  The two encounter each other on other, similar occasions.

  She's still cautious, but she begins to wonder if she's finally discovered someone that she could actually relate to.

  I have not decided how they would reveal themselves to each other, but one idea is that the man gets caught by surprise in a fight, she has to finish the bad guys off, and then she holds him up as they stumble to her residence, where she tends to him.

  Another idea is that she takes a hit and her hoody flies off.  She's on the ground while he fights off the bad guys and then comes to see to her.  He's possibly surprised that she's female, but she's fine, and he does not patronize her.

  I think the first one sounds better.

  Eventually, they come clean with each other about who they are, and it turns out that he's just a guy who, what some who do not understand might say, wants to be a superhero, but he knows better than to aim that high.

  He's basically doing the same thing she is, except that his motive is keeping the innocent from being hurt, while hers is to prove something to herself.

  The story would have more than a little sex and sexuality, but it will not be the main point of the story, like with an offical erotic story.

  The scene in my head that was inspired by the pictures is her barely winning a fight that leaves her with a busted lip and a scraped cheek.  She runs home, and when she gets inside, where she feels safe and can relax, becomes aroused.

  She goes into her bathroom, looks over her injuries, starts disrobing and furiously masturbates on the bathroom floor.

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  When she was a child, she experienced some kind of trauma that scared her so bad that her hair went white and has stayed that way ever since.

  She's also blocked out the event, and even though there was never any proof, it is believed that the event is what killed her parents.

  She grew up in, let's say, 3 different foster homes.  One was not good, but the other two were fine.

  Circumstances (undecided circumstances) beyond anyone's control forced her out of the first good one when she was maybe 14, and at about 17, the second good set of foster parents died in an accident.

  They were out, but she was at home.  When she found out, she ran away.

  Even though she never had anything against the two sets of good foster parents, she never really felt all that close to them.

  She appreciated them, and she made an effort to stay out of trouble and to do well in school.  Even though she hit some metaphorical potholes along the way, she did well enough.

  After the deaths of the second foster parents, she started to feel like maybe it was dangerous for people to try to be a parent to her, so she went off the grid so she would not be put into another home.

  Since it's only background stuff, I do not have a lot of detail, and not all of her years are accounted for.  I may even change some of the ages at which certain things happened.

  Another sexual scene that I want to put in is when she and the other guy have been sparring, in the otherwise empty gym at night, after a handful of non-consecutive days.

  Even though she watches martial arts action movies on the gym owner's old tv and vcr, the other guy has a little bit more of a budget, and is a little more interested in learning, so he can get more, and better, "research" materials.

  Basically, he knows more than her, but it's still not like he's some kind of master.

  They spar, and he gives her pointers on technique, in so far as he can, but he also shares the more philosophical side of martial arts.

  She's basically interested in what he has to say, but sometimes the fact that she never technically asked for it makes him wear a little thin.

  She does not blow up at him, but it does up her agressiveness a little bit, and she starts to get distracted and wants to do something else, even if she might not have anything in mind.

  On this one occasion, the circumstances were right for her to start feeling a little aroused.

  A small part of her imagined being intimate with him, but for the most part, she wanted to keep him at the proverbial arm's length.

  As they sparred, she became more and more aroused.  She's distracted, they collide, and they both fall together.

  He ends up on his back, and she's on top of him.  Being who he is, he does not try to help her up or move her off.  He just makes sure he does not accidentally touch her inappropriately, which means just laying there and letting her get up on her own.

  He's got his palms open and up, looking like he's got a gun pointed at him.  His right leg is extended out, but his left leg is half bent.

  Her butt is against the top of his raised thigh, and he initially wants to flatten his leg to remove it, but he realizes that his leg is blocking her from moving down over his crotch.

  He did not think she would move herself down, but he thought it best to not give her the chance to accidently do so.

  She's straddling his stomach, and it's becoming a bit too much to bear for her. She intensly wants to masturbate, but she resists the urge.

  Her crotch is against his body, and any movement she makes to get up sends pleasure through her.

  Her eyes are closed and she's making some vocal noises through her closed mouth as she progresses.

  Since she's trying to get off of him, she unthinkingly, but naturally, puts her hands on his chest, but that realization just adds a little more to the urge.

  She's having trouble focusing, and she half decides to just go with it.  She slides her crotch up his thigh and begins grinding into it.

  He's confused and begins to question the situation, but he doesn't finish the first word before she quietly, but firmly, tells him to shut up.

  He tries to speak again, but she somewhat clumsily shoves her left hand onto his face, tells him to shut up again, slightly more annoyed and more loudly, and then forces his head to turn right.

  Her right hand changes positions from time to time, but her left hand stays firmly pressing down on the side of his face and chin.

  He just lays there, unmoving, with his head forcefully turned and the side of his face shoved into the gym mat while she grinds herself into his leg.

  Eventually she orgasms.  She keeps his face pushed while she catches her breath, and then she gets up and goes up the stairs to her apartment.

  He keeps laying there until he hears her door shut.

  I have not decided whether or not he just leaves for the night, or if he goes upstairs after her.  Getting a clue, either one he does, he will not acknowledge what just happened.  If he does go up, it will be breifly to wrap up some loose end.

  Maybe he will go to her door, decide not to bother her, and then leave.

  Part of the purpose of the story is in conflict with them actually becoming an item.  That's why I removed it from the summary.

  Through subtlty and undertone, I am thinking of ending the story with her basically at that crossroads.  She's face to face with him.  He would not reject her, but if she did not take that step, then he would not press the issue or bring it up after.

  Does she kiss him or not?  Then the story ends.

  I got to thinking about some of the changes I made and the fact that they would basically be plotholes, and I thought that such things would leave plenty of subjects for adittional stories involving the two characters.

  Especially regarding what trauma turned her hair white and how her parents died.

  The parents' bodies were unaccounted for, and there is not clear evidence of what happened.  There is just blood.

  It has the potential to become a series of short books.  Kinda like The Hardy Boys, only with martial arts and not rated PG.  And not classified as mystery books.

trivia

  This story idea was inspired by the "Either and Neither" photo set of Nemesis, of the Suicide Girls.

  When you read the intro at the link below, keep in mind that I had not seen that intro until AFTER having written the summary.

Intro to "Either and Neither" photoset at Suicide Girls.

  As you look at the images below, keep in mind that the character is only BASED on Nemesis.  The character does not have tattoos, peircings, etc....

  The character's bathroom is similar, though a bit wider.

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