New Session Review

this is a comp session vs a man who currently weighs in at 235#


Sybil, I hope you enjoy this review...I could write a novel about how great the fights we have are, how loyal a friend you are, how it feels to submit you and be submitted....and how great it was to be with you once again...I hope your fans and friends enjoy my story. I enjoyed the ending...LOL
Until next time....I thank you and am grateful for you!!!
Sybil and I faced off on Thursday in her home wrestling space. We had both had a long week and were looking forward to seeing and tangling with each other again very much.
We set up in a much smaller space than usual. My eyes lit up because of (of course) the red bikini she wore at my request…and the fact that the smaller the space made it more difficult it is for Sybil to use her speed and leverage advantage. Little did I know that she had no plans to use cunning and deceptiveness…instead, she challenged me by her style to blunt an attack based on leverage, skill, and a surprising amount of pure brute strength.
Her compliments of my increased weight loss and physical fitness allowed me to get up the courage to wrestle bare-chested. Sweat alone allowed me to break a number of well placed holds…but as we battled that became an advantage for her as well…
When we knelt down we spoke no words, and the air was electric. We smiled and reached for each other, the pure joy of the fight to come showing on our faces and in our breathing. Slowly, we exchanged attempts to gain a clinch and ended up hand fighting for quite a few seconds. I enjoyed that immensely, because as we fought for advantage I could lean against her and drink in the feel of her body and the smell of her hair…her taut and fit shoulders and neck feel wonderful against my hands when I grasp her in a plum clinch…I sighed with pleasure but soon got down to business….
We worked to off-balance each other and even though we were very close together I could not push or sweep her off-balance. Slightly alarmed, I began to fight harder and push as well as pull…she surprised me by continuing to fight with leverage and strength instead of pulling away and using her speed to get around me and gain my back. (She told me her strategy later…to fight me with strength and straight on moves, to see how she could fare strength against strength. She did wonderfully...I had to use all my strength to win some falls)
Normally, she’s broken my control attempts and is flashing past me by the first few seconds of a clinch attempt of mine…but she continued to stay in front of me, blocking and countering my hold attempts wuth no smoke and mirrors and surprising force. She did not attempt to gain space and maneuver me around but seemed content to close with me and try to force me over backwards with leverage and muscle…my heart soared as we exchanged more grips and blocks for what seemed like minutes. She began to pull me forward and exert her will over my body…with a bit of desperation I reached up and finally managed to get a grip on her neck and I pulled her forward with a mighty jerk and finally began to sweep her toward the floor.
I tried to lock in a front chancery hold but when I grasped her chin to lock it in she changed the angle of her body and instead I got a lock around her lovely nose…she tapped immediately and forcefully and looked shocked for a second as she checked her nose for damage…I intended a true hold but gained that submission anyway…but I apologized for the nose hold and promised not to attempt that hold without more practice.
She smiled and said “You know, you’re supposed to submit me” but I said that I did not want to damage her or ruin her looks just to gain a hold. She told me not to worry and we locked in another clinch…again, I was pleased and amazed that she continued to kneel in front of me and grapple muscle against muscle, leverage against leverage, slowly in comparison to her speedy style…I expected to again gain an advantage but soon found myself pulled flat to the floor…she took advantage of the position she put me in to mount a forceful and damaging attack…she used elbows and knees, scissors to begin to wear me down and I felt the pattern of “..Sybil wins…” beginning to take shape again.
When I felt the power of her attack I was thrilled…and began to mount a comeback. She attacked and I countered, fighting to escape her moves and putting more effort into the battle than I ever thought I could. Her obvious interest in dominating me in a new, more powerful manner spurred me on to counter-attack, and I finally managed to power out of one her painful chinlocks and drag her down to the mat.
I wrapped my body around her and slowly, with her forceful resistance notwithstanding, gathered her into an attempt at a headlock. Breathing heavily and gasping with exertion I held her face down on the floor. She struggled and I could not keep her still…I did not really lock a good hold in… I merely held her down and refused to allow her to move…and she eventually tapped. When I told her I admired her pain tolerance she refused to accept it, saying “It did not hurt…you did not lock in the hold….I just couldn’t go anywhere”. Even though I did not flop on her I guess she could not move me…
Suddenly I realized that I was ahead 2-0 in falls…though we were only going to wrestle for a half-hour I had a glimmer of hope that I would win a match (for once)…LOL…
After wiping sweat from our bodies and grabbing a quick drink we started again. This time, she was unstoppable. She still did not “out-quick” me but had not yet swept me down or gained my back. Instead, she got me in a “judo gene labell” half nelson, sticking her knee into my solar plexus and wrapping my head in a vise-like grip. In matches before she would wear me down and then off-balance me out of this hold; but now she continued to punish me with that hold alone, ignoring (or maybe feeding off of) my grunts of pain…she dragged me to the floor and rolled me over, slamming an elbow into my back then pulling me up into a sitting position…she stood and climbed on me, locking a leg around my right arm and grasping my left arm with her left…she slowly, forcefully, separated my limbs and wearing me down…she moved quickly but with power, and I eventually became helpless in her grip…I thought I broke the grip by force but when I got my arm free she quickly re-captured it andpulled me down to the floor. I was amazed, as she inexorably pulled me, resisting every second, into a powerful bar on that arm.
I tried stupidly to break the arm bar and she twisted my arm further…as the pain increased and I realized I could not escape I finally tapped…
We fought fiercely in the next fall, more and more breathing heavily with extreme exertion… we were banging against each other, rolling across the floor back and forth, gasping for air as we squeezed, twisted, and beat on each others bodies. We grappled more quickly than we have in…maybe ever…she got an advantage and I would power or sweat-slip out….she eventually got behind me and wrapped her scissors around my ribs…she squeezed, not letting go, for what must have been twenty seconds….she hand-smothered me and then reached around my head for a chin lock… a sleeper attempt…another chin lock…and finally rolled me over again to the other side of the mats…she tried to lock me into a reverse headscissors…though her skin feels marvelous there is no give in the muscles that snake around your head and I quickly, desperately, fought and finally escaped. But soon she had me in another arm bar and…and…I could not tap.
You see, I have a habit of tapping with my left hand, as she usually attempts to bar my right arm. This time, she caught my left arm…I tried to tap with it but my arm could not move…I yelled “tap” and she let go…she laughed as I explained my little problem…then she realized we had a few minutes, and that we were tied in falls.
We knelt again and she smiled at me as she snaked an arm across my chest and soon had me with a knee in the belly…I thought I had her flat but she snaked away and dashed around behind me…she knows we are tied, I thought, and she quickly but calmly felt around for a way through the defense I put up against the rear naked choke I thought was coming. She had been trying to get it all match…but only by force, not by cunning. Each time I grasped her hands or arms to break the hold I was excited, and a little scared, by her muscular strength…I realized that instead of using a number of parasitic holds as usual, she was in the mood to try to beat me with straight technique and strength…she was willing to give me a chance to defeat her because she was working against her best moves and daring to try to beat me at her own game/ I was so proud and happy that I could have burst...and i responded by trying some new attack and escape moves that she had taught me over the last fewmonths....
She caught me in move after move but between being slick with sweat and desperate to not be overpowered, I escaped each time. She got her legs around me and squeezed…tried to get a choke and almost did…squeezed again and tried another choke…she switched the move to a chin lock attempt but I locked my chin down and she could not get it…I felt her right forearm wrap around the side of my head and the tell-tale pressure of her elbow on my clavicle…as she began to lock her left arm across my neck to lock in a sleeper I grasped her wrist and the last second and blocked…we had been loudly breathing heavily and gasping with effort and pain for the last three falls…she lowered herself on top of me and began to force me down, slowly but inexorably, with what I think was a body nelson…but I turned my shoulders and her effort caused her to slide over me, landing with a heavy thud in front of me…I saw my chance and took it!
I slid on top of her. She fought me every second…but I forced my shoulder on top of her and my bicep around her head…she struggled to escape but my grip was too strong…I leaned heavily on her face with my shoulder… and she rewarded me with a reluctant tap…”We’re done” she said with a touch of unhappiness…she knew I had finally won.
If we had gone for an hour I am sure she would have eventually worn me down and submitted me to arm bars and her Starr-Gazer sleeper…but for this one time I was the victor. I hope next time to have improved my cardio and practice my new holds enough to dare to go an hour...we'll see...
After the fight, totally relaxed, we lay down side by side…until our bodies cooled we listened to her music and whispered compliments and chatted…I was joyous not just because I had won but because we both fought hard and enjoyed each other.
She told me later as we sipped some tea that she had purposefully fought me using “all this strength that people tell me I have…” she flexed for me and her biceps, though still proportionate and lovely, are quite firm and strong. She gave me a battle, and only lost because I over powered her enough to keep her down…
My chin and neck could have told her that she was stronger…my arms were exhausted from our fierce grappling…but my heart was full of satisfaction from our fighting and our visit…thank you, Sybil, for a marvelous battle and supreme friendship!
Postscript: I wrote this earlier today. My arms still ache and my ribs are sore from where she wrapped her legs around me...but I would not trade it for anything

Hot Hot Hot Valentine's and Catfights!

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Black

Hey...oooh...Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Her lace spread out before me, as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at playI can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah...
Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,

I know you'll be a star

In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine

Sponsorship Packages for WWC!

Hello. . . some of you already know about this and were looking for ways to help me out. . so. . here we go!

Here’s the deal: I need your help to ensure I have successful trip to the WWC in San Diego from April 11-13. For those who attend the convention sponsorship packages are available directly from the WWC at this link: http://www.womenswrestlingconvention.com/. If you click on the Tickets icon you get the information on convention sponsorships, which essentially entitles a person for a $500 sponsorship to attend the convention and banquet and to sit at my table at the banquet. Same deal goes for the $1000 package, but you also get to have a session with me (if you dare) at the convention. I receive one-half of any convention sponsorship money received.

I realize only a few of you will be able to attend the convention, or that the cost of the sponsorships might be a bit too pricey for you. Therefore, I have devised some non-convention sponsorship packages to help defray my considerable costs that I must outlay for this trip to San Diego. I have to pay for a Vendor’s booth to sell my dvds and photos, and also air fare, hotel, rental car, and cost for a camera person to film any of my ring matches. I am definitely attending this convention and I am scheduled to fight Hurricane Havana as the main event in a 30-minute submissions match on Saturday. However, whether I attend any future conventions (next year’s is set to be in Las Vegas) depends on if I make enough money to make this convention worth my time and expenses. It is uncertain the number of persons who will attend the convention, and there is no way to know the number of session requests I will get, or whether I will sell any significant number of photos or dvds.

My match with Hurricane Havana should be a great one (did you see the first one? Holy Cow!), but the convention does not pay the participants for these ring matches and does not film them. It is up to the combatants to arrange to record any match for later sale by one or both of the participants. If I cannot afford a camera person to attend, my match against Hurricane Havana may go unrecorded by Sybil Starr Productions, and there is no guarantee Hurricane Havana will pay to videotape or release the match either. (especially if I kick her ass, as I hope).

Therefore, if you are able to do so, I hope you would consider purchasing one of the sponsor packages below. If none of them appeal to you, but if there is something else reasonable that you might suggest I could give you in trade for a sponsorship, email me privately (sybil.starr@gmail.com) to see if we can work something out. Lastly, if you cannot afford even the least expensive sponsor package, but still want to help support me, please feel free to send any amount you could afford to me. Do this at my kissing booth!
http://www.sybilstarr.com/kissing_booth.htm
This way you will receive access to my secret yahoo group with lots of pictures and video clips to download as my way of saying “Thank you for all of your support!”

The sponsor packages available are as follows:

The Brass Package--$50

For a $50 Sponsorship contribution, one gets a copy of any of my dvds produced by Sybil Starr Productions and access to my kisses and scissors yahoo group!

The Silver Package--$100

For a $100 Sponsorship contribution, you get a dvd of your choosing from current Sybil Starr Productions and one new video that is filmed at the convention for Sybil Starr Productions and you will get it asap (pre-release), also get invited to join the scissors and kisses yahoo group. . .

The Gold Package--$200

For a $200 Sponsorship contribution, you get 2 dvds of your choosing from Sybil Starr Productions current video line, 2 dvd’s of videos filmed at the convention, and access to the scissors and kisses yahoo group.

The Platinum Package--$300

For a $300 Sponsorship contribution, you get 3 dvds of your choosing from Sybil Starr Productions current video line, 2 dvd’s of videos filmed at the convention, access to the scissors and kisses yahoo group, and an autographed photo of your choosing

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There are many wrestlers and workers in this industry that I have wanted to film and work with who are attending this convention, and I am sure the videos that will come out of that weekend will be great!


I want to thank in advance any of my fans and friends who step forward to support my efforts at the WWC. I hope to make you all proud in any ring matches I will have. I am looking forward to attending. . but I can't do it on my own as the expenses would far outweigh any profit or experience I would hope to gain. . . Please help to make this a successful weekend. . . not just for me. . but for everyone involved. I am sure we all hope that this is the first of many anual conventions for women's wrestling!

Kisses and Scissors,
Sybil

Leaving Philly

well, Sybil Starr has left the building. . .almost

I head out of Philly shortly

It has been an awesome trip

I have wrestled so much that every muscle in my body aches

I have had so much fun that I was able to create a lifetime of memories in two days

A night with Jenn where we fought each other in next to nothing and then broke out a bottle of wine. .

A night in Atlantic City by limo and Billion being a RockStarr Queen, hanging out at the Borgata Casino, and eating at the Old Homestead, watching a live band at the Gypsy Bar, and winning at craps.

I guess I better head back to the middle of nowhere Michigan. . . a girl has to rest sometime. . LOL (when I die would be fine with me!!!)

kisses and scissors,

Sybil

New Session review

My neck hurts...where she choked me into submission twice. My ego hurts...she got me on my back through leverage and strength, without sweeping me...although she did that too!

My chiropractor and I are very good friends...LOL

Our session began with a struggle for position in the clinch...she knows just how to position her body to negate my strength advantage and we tussled for what seemed like two minutes simply in the clinch...bodies tightly clenched together, she managed to escape my takedown and we tumbled to the mats together. Quickly, she got my back and attempted to take me in what I think was a sleeper hold attempt....I escaped, but again and again she got my back, locked in hold after hold, until I tumbled her off of my back onto the mat. I locked in a headlock but, working and struggling, she eventually countered and escaped. I chased her...big mistake...after some smoke and mirrors she again conquered my defense, wrapped her body around my back, and when I let my neck open she pounced and clamped off my air...I struggled mightily, pulling and straining, feeling the weight of her lovely body forcing me to submit to the biceps crushing my throat...I gasped...she asked if I was submitting...before I began to pass out I tapped...she pushed me away and reminded me that I could be severely damaged and that from behind me she could not see if I passed out.

After a brief rest we started again, and for a while I dominated...but she caught me again, after a desperate struggle, in another choke to which I quickly submitted. While she was defeating me in that fall she repeatedly used her "parasitic holds" of a strong knee to the belly, a suffocating hand smother, andher deadly scissors...once she clamped the scissors on and held them for almostten seconds....then my nerves exploded in pain as she released the hold...I slumped...but Iescaped the triangle scissor attempt as I slid away, only to bechoked a few seconds later.

I slipped off my shirt to feel more of the intensity of the contact I crave somuch...my entire body stiffened as she repeatedly attacked but, without my shirt, she was a bit handicapped in that some of her holds slipped off of mybody because of the pouring sweat...so I slowly began to gain some advantage.We clinched again and instead of countering my clinch attempts the way she had been she seemed to tense her body to take what force I could give out and let me get a hold going...from which I believe she thought she could escape...but she quickly said "Oh, he's going for the bear hug", which I was, and instead of slipping away from my best hold she took it on...she blocked my arms from reaching that hug position once...twice....she could have escaped and off-balanced me, I think, but instead she kept countering my attempts to wrap my arms around her while staying directly in front of me...had she beaten back my hold attempt I would have been humiliated, I think, because in this clinch itwas strength against strength, leverage against leverage...to lose to skill and speed is one thing...but to have a small woman out-muscle me would have been something that would have only made me feel completely dominated...maybe she knew this...and if she countered successfully would have then overwhelmed me...but she did not escape. Eventually, after much effort, I got some control over her body...I began to feel my body tingle, every muscle tensing, realizing she was giving me a gift of taking on my charge without "smoke and mirrors", as she put it. And I was ready to accept. She strugged to escape but then her struggles began to ebb...she wasn't submitting easily but it felt like she was daring me to give it my all, to see how far she could go, before deciding whether to submit or escape...I did not care...I kept up the pressure while she narrated the struggle.. she said "Can he get the hold in...ohhh, he got me...here we go....' as I squeezed mightily, using technique I actually learned from her...her breath came in a shallow gasp and I grunted loudly with the exertion...suddenly her luscious body stiffened and I felt her hand tap my back....she told me later she literally could not breathe for a moment as she tapped...we took a break and went for one more fall...

She was stiff from the training the day before, and maybe not quite as flexible as usual...we struggled in our last clinch, countering and attacking,until I again pulled her down roughly and went for a headlock. We struggled intensely as I leaned slowly down on top of her, trying to control her while atthe same time not by simple bulk but by technique...I wrapped my right bicep around her head, trying to find a pressure point but finally just wrapping whatever of her head I could squeeze....I moaned in pain and exertion, every muscle fiber straining to keep her under control....again and again she moved, struggled, fought...she let out a loud yelp of pain as I forced my shoulder against her face...I have to admit I enjoyed hearing it, for she made me yell with her scissors...I squeezed again and again...she somehow found the flexibility to slam her knees into my back...again and again...she hit me so hard I thought I would literally cry...between the struggle to hold her, to overcome her high pain tolerance and to take the force of her knee smashes the pain and intensity was glorious and I have to admit a highly sensual experience...finally, she tapped...I had not made her submit as much as I had been able to hang on like a barnacle...and I have the feeling that if we were fighting for as long as we wanted to she would have found a way to escape...but she did not, and the session ended at that point.

I did not win...but did not lose either...besides, no one who has the chance to spend even a minute locked in a power exchange with Sybil Starr is ever a loser...my friend, I thank you for a wonderful friendship and an awesome fight!

Fantasy Role-Play Session Review by VTM

Ok i'm a Van who rarely wrestles and tells but rather then face the harsh consequences of not telling about my session today i will gladly do so. So here we go..... My session began with me tring to take a few toys from the Dungeon of the Chicago Mistresses. Ya know i thought i might take a whip or 2 home with me as souvenier. Big mistake! Just as i was about to slip away with the goods bursting through the door came the newest edition to the CM staff Sybil Starr. I knew it was trouble and it was! POW, BAM, WHAP and a JUDO FLIP. I was down and rarely got up again. I was then put through so many holds i can hardly remember them all. I'm sure my Van screams were heard by the other Mistresses as there was just nothing i could do to stop this strawberry blonde hottie from teaching me crime doesn't pay. (Well actually it pays sometimes:) LOL I tried every sneaky VTM trick in the book but nothing seemed to work. Eventually all i could do was curl up in a little ball and feel my Vanhood being taken away from me. Sybil had me and submitting was my only option and that's what i did! Well what can i say sometimes a Van's gotta do what Van's gotta do! :) What an awesome time and i can hardly wait for my next adventure with a true wrestling Starr...VTM

Quote of the Day

"I've learned two things
To let go
clean as a kite string
and to never wash a man's clothes.
These are my rules."
Sandra Cisneros

My legs wrapped around your head!

I have been so pent up I could kill something with my bare hands. I am a feisty girl. If I don't fight, or run, or expend some of this energy that naturally builds up everyday, I am not the same sweet girl most people expect me to be. And lately. . UGH! Snowed in, in Michigan. I have taken to working out to try to help. . I have one of those magic circles from pilates, and I put it between my thighs to try to get my daily scissor squeezes in. . but I bend the dang thing until it is flat and it is just not as gratifying as hearing sighs and screams of pain as you struggle. . .
The snow has finally melted here, and a client from NYC had called earlier in the week to let me know he would be in Detroit today. I met him at the MGM Grand Hotel and Casino downtown Detroit. I know him very well, sessioning with him numerous times in the past three years. I donned a orange and yellow snakeskin thong bikini to tussle in. And we started. I wrestled my much larger victim (6'-250#) to the ground and proceeded to torture him with devastating scissor holds, scissors from behind his head, reverse head scissor, figure fours, mean head locks, body scissors, hammerlocks, arm bars, facesits, hand smothering, neck cranks, chokes, breast smothers, grapevines, wrist locks, key locks, pressure point toruture, slapping, punching and kicking. . . and when he was finally exhausted and all the fight had left him, I made him lick my feet and I trampled him for fun. I love to tease and torture my victims. I love to let them feel my sweet warm body all over them, love to watch the pleasure watch over their face. . and then turn it into pain and fear. Life is about pain and pleasure, suffering and happiness. . and you can't have one without the other. . but maybe. . in the end. . it is one in the same. . . .

Kisses and scissors,
Sybil

Lyrics

"The Last Goodbye"

I don't believe you
And I never will
Oh I can't live by your side
With the lies you've tried to instill
I can't take anymore
I dont have to give you a reason
For leaving this time
Coz this is my last goodbye
It's like I hardly know you
But maybe I never did
It's like every emotion you showed me
You kept well hid
And every true word that you ever spoke
Was really deceiving
Now I'm leaving this time
Coz this is my last goodbye
I've gotta turn and walk away
I don't have anything left to say
I haven't already said before
I've grown tired of being used
And I'm sick and tired of being accused
Now I'm walking away from you
And I'm not coming back

Bodean's Song

"The Understanding"

Boy we get so excited pointing fingers each day
Don't take the time to even blame me
No we'll give it away
The expectations that we're painting
They go from paisley to white
I see right through them, stand up to them
Oh and I'm up for the fight
And with these eyes, I never see right
When I look in the mirror
I'm lost in golden red and blue
I'm losing ground holding on to you
And I understand more than I want to
And I stand more than I choose
And under these eyes I'm busted
But I'm understanding you
It's the understanding, that kills me
So I return into my head and I begin to see
This image is not the place for me
Is it someplace for you?
'Cause the destination is never changing
When I guess a change could do
When I try to move I fall,
Try to hold you and I lose it all
But I understand more than I want to
I stand more than I choose
And under these eyes I'm never really understanding you

Happy New Year! Update!

Happy New Year everyone! May 2008 be your best year yet!!!!!

In the New Year, may your right hand always be stretched out in friendship,but never in want.

To celebrate the fresh start of a new year, I have uploaded exclusive photos to my kisses and scissors yahoo group! They are mixed pro-wrestling where I get totally squashed by a much larger male. There are camel clutches, hair pulling, chokes, stomach claws, crotch claws, slams, scissors, hammerlocks, bow and arrow stretch, back breakers and much more in these 80 pictures. I am wearing a red one piece swimsuit, shiny pantyhose, and wrestling boots, my opponent wears a mask. Don't miss these photos!

Come get your kiss! Let me kiss and scissor you into the New Year!
http://www.sybilstarr.com/kissing_booth.htm
I also uploaded a clip to the group for download. . one of my "test" matches from pro-wrestling school. Blue mat match 3!
Oh, and if you missed it, you had better stop by my download store! Sybil Starr Productions newest clip features Lady Victoria and Jenn (fromwebringit.com). . . it is called KO's and Jenn gets put out again and again!

http://www.sybilstarr.com/theater/theater-main.htm

and to celebrate the new year in style. .tomorrow I will release "Lia vs. Clayton 1" a clip of true competitive mixed wrestling featuring Lia Labowe!

Time to plan travels for the new year! First stop? Chicago! On the 9th I am heading in to one of my favorite cities in the world, and I have a place in the northwestern suburbs to session at and also a place near downtown through http://chicagomistresses.com/and then I will be heading to Milwaukee for a day and then back to theChicago area through the weekend.
Next stop? Philly then NYC.

I also have a huge video shoot getting arranged for February. . . wait for it! Hot girls for your customs!
This is going to be the best year yet!

kisses and scissors,Sybil

Song!

So you think that it's over,
Say your love has finally reached the end.
Any time you call,
night or day,
I'll be right there for you
If you need a friend.

It's gonna take a little time.
Time is sure to mend your broken heart.
Don't you even worry, pretty darlin'.
I know you'll find love again.
Yeah.

Love is all around you.
Love is knockin' outside the door.
Waitin' for you
Is this love made just for two
Keep an open heart
And you'll find love again, I know.

Love is all around you.
Love is knockin' outside the door.
Waitin' for you
Is this love made just for two
Keep an open heart
And you'll find love again, I know.

(solo)

Love will find a way.
Darlin', love is gonna find a way,
Find its way back to you.
Love will find a way.
So look around, open your eyes.
Love is gonna find a way.
Love is gonna, love is gonna find a way.
Love will find a way.
Love's gonna find a way back to you, yeah
I know
I know
I know
I know

poem

miroslav holub

Ode to joy
You only love
when you love in vain.


Try another radio probe
when ten have failed, take two hundred rabbits
when a hundred have died:
only this is science.


You ask the secret.
It has just one name:
again.

In the end
a dog carries in his jaws his image in the water,
people rivet the new moon, I love you.

Like caryatids our lifted arms
hold up time's granite load
and defeated
we shall always win.

ss Update

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Kisses and Scissors Update!

Today I have added another five minute clip to be downloaded and the whole photo set that the Sybil Starr group's main photo is from. . Sybil Vs. Gia in a Humiliation match. . . best two out of three falls with a humiliation visited upon the loser. . . . they are great pics. . .

so now, currently in the kisses and scissors group there are 2 membership galleries from the now defunct Sybil Starr membership site. . two humiliation matches (Sybil Vs Vanessa Harding and Sybil Vs Gia). . miscellaneous sexy pics. . .pics from the clip between Lia Labowe and Neko "Ballgown Bitchfight2" and two links to download clips from. . .
last week's was She loves to Squeeze with Monica Martin scissoring me and this week is "Eat my Feet" a leggy forced trampling, forced foot worship clip. . .

How do you get your kisses and scissors?
It is very simple. . stop by my virtual kissing booth!
http://www.sybilstarr.com/kissing_booth.htm

you may donate any amount of money! And once the donation is received, you will get an invitation to all this content by way of your yahoo ID. . .

if you don't like paypal, I also have a moneybookers account and I take cash, money orders and checks. .
Sybil Starr

1416 S. Main St. Ste 220

#328

Adrian, MI 49221
please include a note with your yahoo id and that the money is for kisses and scissors!

I am so excited to have a way to offer kisses and scissors for all my fans and friends!
-- Sybil Starr

http://www.sybilstarr.com/

http://sports.groups.yahoo.com/group/sybilstarrgroup/

Sybil Session Testimonial

Testimonial for Sybil Starr
If you are considering a session with Sybil Starr, I'm here to tell you that, for me, our sessions have been the greatest things in the universe.
We've boxed about eight times over the past year and a half, and Sybil easily has won each time.
Sybil made a DVD recording of our match last August, and watching it I learned several things. Up until then, I'd been rather pleased I'd at least been able to keep up with her for most of an hour-long fight (with breaks between "rounds"). But watching the DVD I saw in fact what happened was Sybil would punch me silly, calmly wait for me to recover, then hit me again …. She used me as her punching bag and I survived for a full hour only because she let me.
At one point our arms got tangled, so Sybil muscled me back against the wall, then smashed her right fist into my belly eight times in a row — I counted — and I was helpless to stop her. (She even gleefully narrated the action while she pounded me: "You're defenseless now.")
And I saw on the DVD Sybil truly had "clobbered" me, as she later boasted. It was a massacre.
So I devised a strategy for our most recent fight, a week ago. From the start, I moved in as fast and aggressively as possible. Sybil clearly was surprised, and I actually got in several punches to her head and midsection.
This, I very soon discovered, was an ill-conceived idea.
My actions merely permitted Sybil to not hold back as much as usual. Though she may have landed slightly fewer punches overall than usual, the many that did connect were extremely powerful. On at least three occasions, it felt as if her fist had disconnected my head from my neck. She's very skilled, very fast and very strong, and she must have knocked me down four or five times. My head still aches.
When it came to the last round — each round ending with a knockdown (Sybil knocking me out flat in each case) — she informed me she now was going to finish me off. Outfitted in a bright-colored bikini and boots, she held up her gloved fists and had that smile in her eyes.
My energy had run out. Hers had not.
Sybil proceeded to pound me with killer lefts and rights too fast and strong for me to block. I couldn't tell you if her final punch was a right cross, a left hook, an uppercut or what it was. But — POW — and there followed a couple moments when I wasn't aware of anything.
Next thing I knew, I was face down on the mat, out for the count. (Does that count as a KO?)
Once I'd stood up and we'd removed the gloves, I challenged her to a test of strength. I'm six inches taller than Sybil and outweigh her by 50 pounds — I should be able to defeat her at this and regain some dignity, right? She shrugged her shoulders, as if to say, OK, but you asked for it.
We locked hands and started.
Now, as you've read in other postings on this site, and as you can see by the images, Sybil is remarkably good looking. You also know she's not a large person. Yet within moments, to my surprise, she was forcing me down.
And I noticed all these … muscles — in her midsection, her shoulders, her noticeably defined biceps. Confidently and surely Sybil forced me down onto one knee. I couldn't believe she was actually beating me.
After only a few brief moments more, Sybil quickly manhandled me off balance and onto my back. She was on me in a flash, pinning me to the mat with her strong legs.
I struggled, but it was useless. Laughing, my opponent leaned back and, bare-fisted, punched my belly a half-dozen times.
Needless to say, I didn't get free until Sybil allowed it.
One moral of this story is, once again I was no match for Sybil.
The other moral is I intend to have more sessions with Sybil. And you should, too. You won't regret it.
— M.
P.S. Her DVDs are pretty hot, too.

SS Productions Video Sale! Horror Film!

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Another new session review

I had my first, but not last, session with Sybil Oct. 10th. It was more than I could have imagined. Sybil is a small attractive woman which easily deceives you into thinking she will not be much competition. She is amazingly strong and quick and although I'm not a big guy I still had 30 lbs. and 6" on her and she easily dominated me with a quick pin or putting me in a hold which I could do nothing but submit. Sybil is very easy to talk with and her smile and laugh throughout my beating made the time go very fast. She thoroughly enjoys wrestling and the struggle of competition. If you are looking for that "girl next door" who is sweet and tough then Sybill is the one for you. My only regret is not meeting her a long time ago. I highly recommend Sybil Starr. Paul

Sybil Update

UGH. . I am so sore today!
I went from California, to Coldwater MI this last week. .The Mixed Martial Arts Camp this weekend was just amazing. . . and Dan Severn and his instructors really put us to the test. After 13 hours of training in 2 days I feel confident that I can take on just about anyone. . .LOL. . some of it was review, some was new, some was techniques I need to work on and drill, and I did, and some of it was just straight up conditioning. . . but my technique is definitely improved and I learned these things:
I can take a punch to the face better than most men. . LOL
I can work a bag longer and harder than most men. . . LOL
I can go out to the club until 2:30 in the morning with the boys and still train all day the next day. . LOL
I learn faster than most men. . LOL
I do not give up. . ever . . . failure will not overtake me if my determination to suceed is strong enough. . . strong enough. . strong enough. . .
Dan's wife and Mother-in-Law are good cooks. . .
Dan never stops being Dan, he is respectful, he doesn't swear, he is kind and encouraging, his attitude is generally positive. . but not just about fighting. . about life. . he tries to teach his students about how to suceed in life. . . He is truly a great man. There are just not a lot of people in this day and age you can look up to. . and TRUST. . but Dan is and always has been all natural (no steriods) He is kind and yet he takes a stand where he needs to. . and he is truly a great fighter. . so full of knowledge that sometimes when it pours out of him you just can't possibly learn it all in the time he has given you. . He is amazing and I am so proud to know him and count him amongst my blessings in this life. All in all, Camp was great. . .
and one of the guys in the class is a comic artist for Marvel. . check out his website:
http://www.marcwolfeart.com/

The show last night was awesome. . . I got to wear a cute little dress and stripped stockings and put on glittery eyelashes and pink streaks in my hair. . after be a little roughneck, sweaty girl all weekend, it was a really nice change to go from being "one of the guys" to the hot girl "whole reffing show." LOL. . and I think The Old Timer Jeff King has a crush on me now. . he keeps asking for my phone number and to see if he can take me out sometime. . LOL


I am working on buying a house right now, so most of my day will be getting ready to hit the road again tomorrow and to see if I can can a bid put down on this place I really really like. . . . not an easy process right now. .

Then tomorrow. . TIPP CITY with Lady V
Wednesday, Indianapolis (Ahem, for all you boys who have been begging me to come back. . this is your chance!)
Thursday, Chicago with Gia. . and Just Chicago. . . then I am back in Michigan for a week. . .

I turned down a pro-mma fight for the 27th and I am still not sure what I want to do for the rest of the month. . .
I tell you this though. . NOVEMBER 24th. . HOOK N SHOOT. . . there will be two women's tournaments to decide who gets Bodog contracts. . .
I have also been approached by a sports agent about being managed by him. . . . .

It has been a very exciting month. . . and I am tired and sore, but I am not exhausted. . I feel like I am flying on Eagle's wings. . . I feel like I am soaring. .
I hate that the Tigers did not make the playoffs and that baseball is more or less over for me. . but now I can concentrate on my fighting. . LOL

This was a long update. . but I had a lot to say. .

Kisses and scissors,
Sybil