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Kensi’s French Lesson

By Wolfboy

Another stern test for Kensi as Sara continues to test her new charge

Sara was pretty satisfied with how Kensi had been developing so far under her guidance. After defeat in public to her mother, it would have been easy for Kensi to appear cowed in her matches, but Sara had done well to ensure that wasn’t the case. The one obstacle that remained perhaps for Kensi was the lightweight champion, the Japanese bombshell, Yuki. Yuki had beaten Kensi twice, quite heavily, using a combination of ring wrestling, catfighting, and sex fighting. On the second occasion, Kensi had found herself taken as Yuki’s slave for the weekend too in the tag match; something that might well still be playing on her mind.

With that in mind, Sara felt that Kensi perhaps needed one more test before she would be truly ready for taking on Yuki again. The blonde American thought that the test her English blonde protege needed was in a fight of a more sexual nature, knowing that was a tactic Yuki was bound to bring into play against her again.

Emma agreed with Sara too when she’d broached the subject with her, telling Sara ‘well, I think you’re definitely right Sara. It’s something I keep seeing more of, and Yuki does use it well, especially when she knows she’s up against an opponent that doesn’t handle it well. And she’d got two matches with Kensi that she’s probably sure are telling her it’s her go to tactic!’

‘Unfortunately, you’re right Emma’ Sara had to agree. ‘And I’m not sure we can get Kensi to the point where she can outfight Yuki purely in that style. But maybe a bit more experience could help her at least to keep her head in the fight when it’s happening. I think I have an opponent lined up, but obviously I’d like it to take place more privately; do you think we could use the ring in your garage maybe?’ she asked Emma.

‘Sure’ Emma agreed ‘it’ll be easy enough to put together whenever you need it. Just tell us when and we’ll be ready for you and Kensi. Who do you have her fighting?’ she enquired.

‘A French woman called Vicki LaPlanche’ Sara said. ‘She’s managed by Sophie L’Wren who Kensi had a match with, and she’s as much a sex fighter as a catfighter, so she seems ideal I think’ Sara said.

‘I remember her fighting Sophie, and mum had history with Sophie too a way back. Sounds like the right kind of match up Sara; like I said, you just tell us when and we’ll be ready for you’ Emma agreed, looking forward to hosting what was likely to be an interesting match.

It was a week or so before Sara and Sophie had ironed out the rules under which their two respective proteges would fight, and they came up with something of a novel points scoring system. Each fighter would receive points for achieving a submission or forcing an orgasm from their opponent, but each would be incentivised to do what came less naturally to them. This meant that while Kensi would receive one point for forcing a submission, she would get one and a half for forcing Vicki to orgasm in the match. The opposite would be the case for Vicki who would get one point for forcing an orgasm and one and a half by making Kensi submit. It would be fought over a twenty minute time limit with an unlimited over time period planned under sudden death rules if it was needed to decide the winner. There would be brief breaks of 30 seconds between falls, no break if the action was level at 20 minutes and each fighter would have the chance to ignore the break rule once over the course of the match. That would only apply though if they were trying to score a point using the opposite tactic to what they had just scored with. All told, a complex enough rule system, but Emma pulled a few strings to bring in Karen, one of the more experienced Smythe referees, and volunteered me to keep track of the score! Under those arrangements, we found ourselves in the garage to watch the action, Emma saw with me on the sofa while Sara talked to Kensi in their corner. Opposite them were the sultry French duo of Vicki and Sophie; Sophie looking a little older but no less confident in her looks than she had when she fought Debbie years earlier. In many respects, Vicki was much like a younger version of Sophie now; dark, sultry, but also a little thicker and more powerful than her mentor. I suspected her loss to Kensi still rankled with Sophie and fancied she might be out to achieve her revenge through Vicki here.

Both fighters wore robes as Karen started to introduce them having already clarified the rules. ‘On my left’ she began, ‘from France is Miss Vicki LaPlanche. Vicki is 25 years old, 5 feet 4 inches tall and 143lbs. She measures 34DD-27-36 and comes in tonight with an overall catfight record of 14 wins and 2 losses’ Karen finished, pointing at Vicki. ‘On my right’ she continued swiftly ‘from England, is Miss Kensi Welsh. Kensi is 25 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall and 132lbs. She measures 36DD-25-36 and she has an overall catfight record of 15 wins and 4 losses. Ladies, you both know the rules’ Karen continued, ‘so get those robes off and come to the centre of the ring so that we can get things started!’ she instructed. Both ladies complied with that instruction eagerly enough, keen to get things started in this private challenge match. The showed contrasting styles to go alongside their matching looks of determination. Kensi perhaps a little more sporty and practical in her style, wearing white spandex hotpants trimmed in pink and including a thin pink belt along with a matching string bikini top. She made one concession to a more elegant style with a pair of nude coloured, shimmering hold up stockings, her long blonde hair cascading loosely around her shoulders. Vicki was more about that elegance in her look for the fight, her robe giving way to a sheer black mesh bodysuit that left nothing to the imagination. Garters rans off the bottom of her bodysuit, holding up sheer black stockings. In contrast to Kensi, her long brunette hair was piled up in a stack of curls atop her head. There was one thing where there was no contrast though; the way that both women stared a hole in the other, waiting for the action to start. Stood nose to nose at the centre of the ring, breasts touching, both eyed the other hungrily now, waiting until Karen instructed fight. Now the action started, neither needing to look for the other as Vicki went straight to the hair and threatened an immediate lip lock on Kensi who resolved that issue just as promptly with a knee lift to the pussy. Vicki sagged forward, Kensi arresting any potential fall with her own double handful of hair, and using that grip, Kensi surprised Vicki with a lip lock of her own for a moment.

That seemed to suggest Kensi had a greater enthusiasm for the sexual style of fighting that perhaps Sara had realised, and she used the lip lock and hair hold to force Vicki straight back into her own corner of the ring. There, she switched to her more accustomed fighting style, ramming a shoulder hard in the French woman’s sheer mesh covered belly, lifting her butt on to the middle turnbuckle. A slap to the face followed, Kensi making a strong start to the bout, but as she went to the hair to bring Vicki out of the corner, the French woman fought back with a sharp right hand to the body. Now Vicki had Kensi stopped for just a moment, and used the hair to reverse her in to the corner and lash a chop across her DD cup breasts. Kensi yelped but fired back with a downward slap on to Vicki’s breasts in return, and the Frenchwoman backed up, apparently deciding to allow Kensi out of the corner. Kensi took that chance but walked straight into something of an ambush, taking a kick to the belly that doubled her up and straight into a front headlock. Kensi’s hands went straight to Vicki’s body, looking to get her nails into the brunette’s body only for Vicki to immediately pull her into a body slam, planting Kensi hard on the mat. She dropped straight down on her too, looking for a reverse face sit to start wearing Kensi down. Vicki may have been a sex fighter, but she knew how to fight too, and she slammed a right hand straight into Kensi’s belly as she looked to snatch her breath away in search of an early submission perhaps.

But then the Frenchwoman had her fingers inside Kensi’s hotpants straight away, following her more usual style as she started to finger fuck the blonde with an urgent style that almost immediately saw Kensi squirming beneath her. Then Vicki clamped a hand down roughly on Kensi’s right breast too, starting to knead that expertly in unison with her finger fucking. Butt squarely planted on the blonde’s face, Vicki held a seemingly powerful position with the dual chance of a smother submission or an orgasm to open the scoring. Kensi moaned, frustration but also pleasure in her muffled sounds from beneath the brunette who looked increasingly close to opening the scoring as she furiously finger fucked her. Kensi squirmed again, trying to twist her body so that she could slow Vicki’s finger fucking; no chance though as Vicki belly punched her hard twice, leaving the blonde gasping for breath again. Now it was the Frenchwoman in total control of the fall, smothering, mauling and arousing Kensi in equal measure, as she went back towards working over her right breast, hand inside the bikini top now as she pinched and twisted her nipple. Kensi whined, the smothering effect of Vicki’s ass starting to take it’s toll on her I fancied, but Vicki now seemed intent on forcing the orgasm first, her fingers increasing their tempo, probing Kensi’s pussy expertly, driving her inevitably towards an orgasm that came upon the blonde suddenly. Loudly too despite the smothering effect of Vicki’s ass as she howled out her pleasure, proving, were there any doubt, that the Frenchwoman had opened the scoring.

That wasn’t the end of it for Kensi though. The match may have only been three minutes old, but the Frenchwoman spotted the opportunity to increase her lead, electing to maintain her dominant position and look to secure the smother submission. ‘I can’t breathe!’ Kensi bemoaned now, desperation in her voice as the situation continued to go against her here. Desperations from the blonde and as Vicki told her to ‘shut it unless you want to submit!’ Kensi started to try to use her tongue to arouse the French fighter who was unmoved in her reverse face sit position here. I think it was Kensi realising it was inevitable that she was going to be forced to submit, but trying to get Vicki turned on enough that she might take advantage of that later in the fight. For now, Kensi kept her own legs crossed studiously, denying Vicki the chance to apply the crotch claw. That was to the detriment of her breasts though as Vicki used them as her own private punching bags now, landing sharp, well-timed blows to punish Kensi. Beneath the Frenchwoman, Kensi was fading now, still trying to use her tongue to some effect though as Vicki moaned loudly for a moment, taken by surprise by the blonde. ‘Stop it, you little bitch!’ she complained in her sultry French accent, but in truth the situation was well under control for her as two hard body punches put paid to Kensi’s resistance now and she tapped furiously at the mats to submit. Valuable points to Vicki as I marked her score of 2.5 points on the pad I was using to keep score on. Definitely not the start Kensi had wanted either as she headed a little wearily to her corner; only four minutes in and faced quite the deficit.

It was interesting to see Sara as a calming influence in the corner for her during the short break in the action. I’d often seen the strawberry blonde as quite a calculating fighter at times, and it was obvious she carried that over into the corner work, giving Kensi quick, pointed advice before sending her back out there for the second session. The first thirty seconds of the session made me think that Sara’s advice had largely been ‘beat this bitch up Kensi!’ because she opened the round well in a hard hitting style. Kensi had cut a seemingly timid figure as she emerged from her corner prompting Vicki to rush in and get caught with a stiff kick to the belly. A handful of hair straightened Vicki up for a right hand to the jaw, rocking Vicki back into the ropes from where Kensi fired her off with an Irish Whip to the opposite ropes. As Vicki rebounded, Kensi was on the move, adding momentum to a clothesline that knocked Vicki to the mat hard. The Frenchwoman was down, and almost immediately trapped as Kensi delivered a leg drop, one of her thick thighs landing across Vicki’s face before it was converted quickly into a figure four head scissors. Kensi had shifted her position so that she was behind the sultry brunette, the back of her head held tightly against Kensi’s crotch as the blonde’s legs wrapped tightly around her head and neck.

Vicki’s hands went to Kensi’s thighs now as she felt the power there starting to punish her, Kensi put her hands on the mat and used that to raise her hips, immediately magnifying the power in her scissor hold causing Vicki to cry out in pain. ‘Give up!’ Kensi advised as Vicki moaned loudly again, starting to try and work her body around to ease the power of the hold. Kensi dropped her hips for a moment, delivering three stinging slaps to the French fighter’s face, then a nasty eye rake that left Vicki totally subdued as she raised her hips once more to bring that additional power back to the hold. Again Vicki’s hands went to the blonde’s thick, power-packed legs, pawing at them somewhat ineffectively, as she moaned ‘Nooooo….Ooowwww, you bitch!’ at Kensi who simply responded by flexing her legs once more. It was definitely starting to break Vicki down I thought from ringside as Kensi pushed up once more, using the angle of her hips to punish the brunette. An occasional slap to the face kept Vicki well subdued before Kensi delivered a heavy handed once to her right breast and sunk her nails in to it through the sheer mesh of her bodysuit. In truth, the mesh offered next to no protection for the brunette who howled in pain at finding Kensi tearing at her breasts. It was still a bit of a surprise to find her submitting quickly to that attack though, crying out ‘I give, I give!’ to allow Kensi to score her first point of the match. 2.5 to 1 in favour of Vicki after just over 5 minutes of action, and I was pretty sure the instructions to Kensi were for more of the same as she elected to turn the hold loose and take the break. The blonde adjusted her hold up stockings in the corner now before she was quickly back to the centre of the ring, waiting for Vicki to rejoin the fray.

This time it was the Frenchwoman who was the more cautious looking of the two, though Kensi wasn’t exactly looking to rush things either. She was confident that she had hurt Vicki with her breast work, but she knew that a fighter who was hurting could often be a dangerous fighter too. That proved to be the case as Vicki unleashed a venomous slap to the face that cracked loudly off Kensi’s cheek, and behind that blow, the brunette looked to rush Kensi back to her own corner. As the blonde felt her back touch the lightly padded turnbuckles though, she turned things back into her favour quickly, delivering a knee lift up into the brunette’s breasts, and as that knocked Vicki to the mat, it seemed Kensi had her right where she wanted her. She was into Vicki’s hair quickly now, starting to attack that stack of curls with some fury to turn it into a somewhat looser and more untidy style. Then using a handful of it, as Vicki protested, Kensi forced her to her feet before roughly slamming her face into the top turnbuckle. Vicki groaned, then shrieked as Kensi raked her back harshly with her nails, again the mesh bodysuit offering little in the way of protection.

Kensi grabbed Vicki around the waist now from behind, looking to pull her out of the corner that way. On instinct, Vicki grabbed the top rope too stop her momentum; all a ruse from Kensi though who quickly released her grip and instead swung a right hand round into Vicki’s belly from behind to wind her. Then the brunette found her face introduced to that top turnbuckle again and Kensi had things very firmly in her favour right now. Across the ring, Sophie shouted ‘Fight her Vicki!’, trying to get her protege back into the fight. Kensi wasn’t slowing up any though just yet, and she had the brunette’s arms draped across the ropes to deliver a stinging slap across the breasts. Vickie groaned, but evidently not satisfied with the contact she’d made, Kensi ripped open the front of the brunette’s mesh bodysuit so that she might get hand directly onto breast for a follow up. Vicki countered desperately, going to the hair but not to force Kensi off her; instead she forced the blonde in close to plant a lip lock on her, hoping to force her off balance that way. Se was surprised to find Kensi returning the kiss with interest though now, pressing the sultry brunette back into the corner before she surprised her, pumping a knee lift up in to her pussy. Vicki visibly sagged there for a moment now, before Kensi forced her back upright and immediately lashed another slap across her now uncovered breasts. Vicki moaned ‘Jesus!’ loudly, feeling her voluptuous breasts assaulted by Kensi who quickly pressed her body tightly into the French fighter, holding her in the corner as she started to feel for a crotch attack of some form. Her intentions were sensual it seemed too, her fingers first tugging at Vicki’s sheer black mesh suit, starting to tear it at the crotch to leave her exposed there too. Then Kensi’s fingers were in the brunette’s pussy, starting to finger fuck her, slowly at first, as she closed her left hand around Vicki’s uncovered right breasts, her thumb flicking at the nipple. Vicki moaned a little airily, surprised perhaps at finding herself trapped this way by the blonde who threatened to overwhelm her to orgasm. ‘Ooohhh!’ Vicki groaned now, finding Kensi’s fingers to be working quite effectively on her at this point. The French fighter steeled herself, trying to ignore the work of Kensi, thinking that the fight was starting to wing back into her favoured area of sex fighting perhaps. She got her right thigh wedged in between Kensi’s thick thighs, starting to grind it there as Kensi let out a surprised whimper of her own. Vicki smiled to herself, perhaps thinking that she could out last the tough blonde in this kind of action. But then Kensi surprised her again, leaning in to kiss her once more with a passion and ferocity that took the brunette’s breath away as it melted her self control and set her on a fast track to an orgasm at the fingers of the blonde!

Now Kensi broke off the kiss for a moment, releasing Vicki’s breast from her grip too as she grabbed her hair, wrenching her head roughly to the side with that grip. Vicki gasped loudly, clearly in the throes of the building orgasm as Kensi kissed her again, then moved her attentions lower, taking the right nipple in her mouth, all the time finger fucking the brunette who was now helpless it seemed. ‘OOOOHHHHH….YOU…...AIIIEEEE!’ she groaned, almost there, and then Kensi just nipped her nipple with her teeth, not hard, but just enough to set the brunette on an unstoppable path as she screeched out her pleasure in orgasm. Kensi had the match tied up at 2.5 points each, and crucially held the upper hand as she elected to ignore the break and look for a submission to put here in front here, just past the mid-point of the fight.

She had the perfect set up too, an opponent who she had just forced to orgasm, trapped in the corner of the ring, and she wasn’t about to let her off lightly. Stopping her finger fucking of the brunette now, Kensi whipped a right hand deep into her belly, this time taking her breath away in a more conventional manner. As Vicki looked to recover from that, using the hair to pull Kensi weakly into a clinch, the blonde shrugged her off with contempt, taking a waist lock to hit her with a pussy pounding atomic drop. That drew a scream of anguish from Vicki, the impact of knee on crotch sending her reeling back into her corner. Perfect for Kensi to spring her trap as she used another waist lock to lift Vicki’s butt onto the centre turnbuckle before she quickly got both of her legs out over the middle ropes to the outside. Vicki was spread wise, set up for a crotch attack that she begged Kensi not to deliver now, shaking her head furiously, her now untidy brunette curls flying wildly. Kensi slapped her face hard now to subdue her a little, and then seeing how the brunette was grimly clinging to the top rope to help support herself, she took two free shots, slapping down hard on to the top of each breast. Only then did Kensi go for the submission fully, a knee to the pussy the prelude to a claw hold, her fingers inside the torn mesh suit, testing Vicki’s womanhood and her resilience in equal measure. The brunette screamed out, discovering that Kensi knew how to use her fingers to deliver pain just as well as she had delivered pleasure earlier, and I don’t think there was much doubt in the room that a submission was coming now.

Still, Vicki defiantly declared ‘I won’t!’ when Kensi demanded that she submit, telling her ‘give up, don’t make me really hurt you!’ Kensi worked the crotch claw hard now, Vicki screaming out ‘Aagghhhh! You…...bitch!’ before Kensi’s other hand closed on her throat in a straight choke to add to the brunette’s problems. Vicki was really going nowhere fast now, trapped as she was in the corner, but her resistance was giving Kensi chance to punish her some more, breaking off the claw for a moment to deliver another knee lift to the pussy. That snatched some more of the fight from the brunette’s body before Kensi clamped on the claw hold again, tightened the choke hold and immediately had Vicki rasping out in pain. ‘I…...oooowwwww…...bitch!’ she moaned, still hanging on desperately before Kensi’s fingers got deeper into her pussy, punishing her, hurting her. Vicki could resist no more, crying out ‘I submit, I submit!’ and it was now the blonde who held the lead by 3.5 points to 2.5. A precarious lead as she headed to her corner, allowing Karen and Sophie to extricate Vicki from the corner; a submission scored by Vicki would be worth 1.5 points and could still flip the result on it’s head in the remaining six minutes. Vicki looked to be in trouble, but matches could turn on their heads in a split second I knew; the test now was whether Kensi would look to defend or extend her lead. Back in the corner, there was only thirty seconds for Sara to reinforce her message to Kensi; she did it concisely with just three words. ‘Finish her off.’

With that instruction ringing in her ears, Kensi met Vicki head on at the start of the next session of the fight, both ladies exchanging slaps and punches to the body for a moment. Then Kensi cut Vicki off with a sharp knee lift to the belly, starting to take control of the action once more as she backed the French brunette up to the ropes. She didn’t look to bring her off the ropes immediately either, getting a straight knee strike into her belly to keep her winded before firing her off into the opposite ropes. Now Kensi set herself, looking to simply body check Vicki to the mat, perhaps a mistake for the lighter woman especially as Vicki had momentum on her side, but solidly built, the blonde was able to stand her ground at least. She delivered a slap to the face of the brunette who responded, trying to reel Kensi into a side headlock with a handful of hair. A solid punch to the stomach from Kensi put paid to that, and then she delivered a sharp kick to the inside of the brunette’s thigh. If Kensi had thought that might set up the brunette for a punt the pussy, she was wrong, and as she went for it, it was the Frenchwoman who caught her foot and delivered her own kick up into the blonde’s crotch as she hopped on one leg. A game changer it seemed now as Kensi crumpled to the mat and Vicki gathered herself to attack and perhaps take the win.

She would probably need the submission rather than hope to score twice in the remaining minutes, and she started by stomping Kensi’s belly and then lashing a kick across her chest as the blonde sat up just slightly following the stomp. That knocked Kensi flat to the mat and a leg drop across the breasts kept her there, certainly for long enough to allow Vicki to easily remove her bikini top to leave her topless. Now the sultry brunette delivered a stinging slap to the breasts before she tried to pull the blonde to her feet by the hair. A two handed shove to the body from Kensi created a little bit of separation now, maybe giving her chance to attack, but instead it was Vicki who struck with a kick across the belly. That doubled the blonde up for Vicki to deliver a knee lift up in to her naked breasts, and in that instant, Kensi found herself flat out on her back again, looking up at the garage lights as she gasped for breath. Vicki looked like she as a woman on a mission now, diving for Kensi on the mat to and roughly on top of her; not really a splash but it was no less effective in keeping Kensi down. Vicki had the blonde in something of a cross pin quickly enough, her fingers exploring Kensi’s body with interest, noting the slight shudder as her hand headed down towards Kensi’s crotch. Then she used a punch to the crotch to put Kensi in a world of hurt before dipping her head down to take her left nipple in her mouth. For the time being, her attentions seemed to be sensual, Kensi groaning as the sultry brunette’s tongue flicked across her nipple.

She was in trouble, pinned beneath Vicki but the Frenchwoman hadn’t pinned Kensi’s left arm, preferring to use both hands to explore and attack, now clawing at her belly. That gave Kensi chance to defend a little, using a firm handful of brunette hair to prise Vicki’s mouth off her breast. She groaned as she felt Vicki’s fingers and nails testing her body, but she had a chance to fight back again, quickly releasing the hair, and clipping Vicki’s jaw with a left hand. Vicki shook her head, a little stunned, but she recovered quickly with two right hands to the body that kept the blonde subdued. Now it was Vicki who was in the hair, sensing that time was running a little short and that she needed to press home the advantage and look for the submission as she pulled Kensi from the mat. There she used a waist lock to deliver a pussy pounding atomic drop of her own, bringing a look of sheer pain to Kensi’s face as she dropped to the mat. Rolled to her belly by Vicki, Kensi took a leg drop around the back of the head from Vicki, and entering the final two minutes of the match, Vicki was back down on the mats with Kensi. Pulling the blonde’s face firmly in to her crotch as she lay on her back, Vicki was able to close her legs around her head in a smothering head scissors. A hand lodged firmly in her blonde hair, Kensi moaned loudly as she felt the power in the brunette’s legs; she cried out again as Vicki got a slap into the side of her left breast, making sure to drag her nails.

‘Submit, you little cunt!’ Vicki demanded now, Kensi telling her ‘no!’, muffled as it was by her opponent’s crotch.

‘You will’ Vicki informed the blonde; then she immediately groaned ‘Mmmmmmm’ as she felt Kensi starting to eat her pussy. Trapped as she was, Kensi had chosen to turn the move into a double edged sword; could she force Vicki to orgasm before she might be forced to submit herself? Vicki moaned again as Kensi’s tongue hungrily searched her womanhood now, and there was a slight, almost imperceptible, easing in the pressure of the scissor hold as Vicki felt a wave of pleasure building within her. Now the tables were turned, the hunter had become the hunted late in the match, and Vicki tried to push Kensi away. Kensi had a grip of the brunette’s hips though now, feeling the Frenchwoman trying to squirm free, clearly getting increasingly turned on by her work. Now it was tine for the coup de grace from Kensi; she knew she had Vicki on the edge of an orgasm for the second time in the match, and she had done her research too. She knew Vicki had orgasmed more than once in her matches when an opponent had got fingers in her butt, and that was her move right now, thumb jammed crudely into Vicki’s ass. Crudely, but effectively as Vicki immediately started to scream out, the orgasm rushing on to her rapidly as Kensi’s tongue continued to dance hungrily between her legs. Vicki closed her eyes, bit her lip, tried to hang on, and then Kensi twisted her thumb in her butt, and the brunette screamed in unbridled ecstasy, squirting in orgasm on Kensi’s face, a clear match ending orgasm. As Kensi left her there on the mat, there were only 20 seconds left in the match. Kensi used the break to wipe her face, stripped off her own hotpants, and returned to the mat to find Vicki still lying flat out so she simply sat on her face for the remaining few seconds before she was declared the winner by a score of 5 points to 2.5 points. This had been impressive from the blonde, as she stood over Vicki with Karen raising her hand. She felt she was ready for Yuki now, ready to reclaim her lightweight belt, but could she handle the sexual style of the Japanese bombshell?