Aisha silently thanked her training and natural reflexes that allowed her to land on her feet.<br/>She stared down Astur with dead calm eyes -hanging from his hand, held out tauntingly in front of her, dangling brown cloth accented with ornate chains.<br/>With her top ripped free and in his grasp, Aisha stood before the crowd and her opponent, her chest exposed to all. Her tan breasts glistened with a light sheen of sweat, her dark areolae, and large nipples erect -she half turned, ensuring that the all the audience had ample view. There were cat-calls and leers from her detractors and some of her fans alike.<br/>She took up a half crouched stance and sneered at Astur.