Aisha stumbled backwards, trying desperately to retain her feet -she felt as if she might fall over at any moment. The ringing and pain in her head before, was now only a sickening, swimming feeling.<br/>Having managed a few steps away from her foe, she couched. Between the pain in her head, her stinging red thigh, and having the breath knocked out of her, she didn't know how she was going to turn this around...<br/>Aisha looked up at Astur through blurry eyes. Not good. This was not going well.<br/>With each heaving breath, her breasts rose and fell and her head pounded. She was feeling nauseous...<br/>She had to take him down, and keep him down...