First off -- Welcome back, Sick.
Second -- What happened tonight is definitely going to make it harder for me to make that switch. To start, my boxing performance was OFF THE CHARTS. I mean, seemingly endless amount of stamina. Throwing the cleanest, most powerful punches that I've EVER thrown. Turns out, I have a NASTY, NASTY right shovel uppercut. The coach actually banned me from throwing it in sparring, because he said my body mechanics was perfect -- the amount of force I'd be hitting the person with would break something, even though it didn't feel like it on the bag. In boxing, relaxation is paramount to everything. Gotta stay loose, can't be tense. I was dominating every sparring match. The coach was wondering htf I managed to improve 110% overnight. I lied and said I went home and practiced all day, but I know the truth.
Whatever I was resisting has passed.
Even bigger, all of the girls were crowding around me, laughing at my jokes, finding reasons to touch me. Only problem is, most of them are 17, and I ain't going to jail. The pretty Latina that always shows me crotch shots did it again, this time VERY blatantly. Legs wide open in my direction while wearing tiny shorts, while asking if I had a child and if I were single. I couldn't help myself, I flirted back. I've gotta watch myself -- if I get alone with that chick, "bad things" would happen. Her cousin is also in the class, and when I walked over to grab my Gatorade, she started talking loudly about giving some dude head a few weeks ago and how after he came (in her mouth), he immediately started talking about baby names if they got married. Two thoughts went through my head:
One -- ew, chick. Hearing about you drinking some dude's babyspooge isn't attactive.
Two -- ... girl, you give head so good that this dude started talking about BABIES?!?! That's that good head, ya mean.
So yeah, some cognitive dissonance there. If I didn't know any better, she was sniped. I felt an intense attraction to her and I know she was attracted to me. But wtf, Shannon? SEVENTEEN? Why you tasing me, bro? Another chick in the class was sniped too, because she started spreading her legs also. When we did the pad drills together, she kept asking if she were a good teacher. So... looks like the sniper is definitely sniping more women. Still interested in seeing how Shannon tweaked it.
Horniness is off the charts. I could drill a hole in the wall, put some putty in that bitch and fuck it right now. Ridiculous. Oddly enough, no urge to fap. It's like... real vajayjay or nojayjay, word?
I'm going to the state fair tomorrow and BECAUSE OF THAT, I'm gonna run v2.5 for another day. But then, it's probably on to BASE.
Second -- What happened tonight is definitely going to make it harder for me to make that switch. To start, my boxing performance was OFF THE CHARTS. I mean, seemingly endless amount of stamina. Throwing the cleanest, most powerful punches that I've EVER thrown. Turns out, I have a NASTY, NASTY right shovel uppercut. The coach actually banned me from throwing it in sparring, because he said my body mechanics was perfect -- the amount of force I'd be hitting the person with would break something, even though it didn't feel like it on the bag. In boxing, relaxation is paramount to everything. Gotta stay loose, can't be tense. I was dominating every sparring match. The coach was wondering htf I managed to improve 110% overnight. I lied and said I went home and practiced all day, but I know the truth.
Whatever I was resisting has passed.
Even bigger, all of the girls were crowding around me, laughing at my jokes, finding reasons to touch me. Only problem is, most of them are 17, and I ain't going to jail. The pretty Latina that always shows me crotch shots did it again, this time VERY blatantly. Legs wide open in my direction while wearing tiny shorts, while asking if I had a child and if I were single. I couldn't help myself, I flirted back. I've gotta watch myself -- if I get alone with that chick, "bad things" would happen. Her cousin is also in the class, and when I walked over to grab my Gatorade, she started talking loudly about giving some dude head a few weeks ago and how after he came (in her mouth), he immediately started talking about baby names if they got married. Two thoughts went through my head:
One -- ew, chick. Hearing about you drinking some dude's babyspooge isn't attactive.
Two -- ... girl, you give head so good that this dude started talking about BABIES?!?! That's that good head, ya mean.
So yeah, some cognitive dissonance there. If I didn't know any better, she was sniped. I felt an intense attraction to her and I know she was attracted to me. But wtf, Shannon? SEVENTEEN? Why you tasing me, bro? Another chick in the class was sniped too, because she started spreading her legs also. When we did the pad drills together, she kept asking if she were a good teacher. So... looks like the sniper is definitely sniping more women. Still interested in seeing how Shannon tweaked it.
Horniness is off the charts. I could drill a hole in the wall, put some putty in that bitch and fuck it right now. Ridiculous. Oddly enough, no urge to fap. It's like... real vajayjay or nojayjay, word?
I'm going to the state fair tomorrow and BECAUSE OF THAT, I'm gonna run v2.5 for another day. But then, it's probably on to BASE.
