So, I'm pretty sure that the boxing coach's daughter is sniped. Here's the problem(s) with that.
1 - She's the boxing coach's daughter. This dude is about 6 foot 5, three-hundred something pounds... and an AMAZING fighter. You'd think someone so big would be slow, but this dude moves around the ring like fucking Ali.
2 - She's not that attractive (in the face -- her body is pretty decent). At all. BUT... I'm oddly attracted to her. She seems like she'd be an amazing bang. She's got that personality where you know she'd be REALLLLLY into it and very submissive. A "taker," if you know what I mean. Damn autopilot / sniper. However...
3 - LAWD, that ass. I was watching her jump rope today and her ass was literally bouncing up and down like something you'd see in a fucking cartoon. All I could think about was her bent over and her ass bouncing against my dick.
Shit. I'm fantasizing about this now. Bros, I can't fuck my boxing coach's daughter. But here's how I know she's sniped. Today, we were working some pad drills. His son usually uses the paddles. She likes to hold the pads. I actually prefer the paddles because they train timing. The pads train accuracy. I'm already pretty surgical with my punches, can land on target. However, my timing is REALLY off and in the striking arts, perfect timing is key to being fast.
ANYWAY, I ended up being paired with her for the pads anyway, because the coach and I are at odds as to what I need to work on. I'll skip all that boring shit and get to the story. I walk up to her, and look in her eyes and smile. She immediately breaks out in the cutest little feminine giggle and begins to show submissive behavior. Lowering her head. Curling her body in to make herself look smaller. Looking down. All the signs of complete submission. And she couldn't control herself. She just kept giggling to the point that the coach asked her if she could stop flirting and handle the drill.
Once I started hitting the pads, she kept stopping to compliment how hard I was hitting the pads. I asked if she wanted me to hit them lighter and she said no, makes her feel safe knowing I can hit that hard (the gym is kinda in a ghetto).
She also keeps referring to me by my full name -- Christopher and saying it in this really sing-song manner. Followed me around the gym all night.
Sadly, I CAN'T FUCK MY BOXING COACH'S DAUGHTER. Yet. Once I move back to Cali, I may have to give her the king kong daddy dick, ya mean?
I realize that I've been neglecting Tinder and OkCupid, and manifestations are up. Lots of beautiful, black sistahs that are ripe for the fuckin' and I'm just ignoring it (and no, don't give a shit about your thoughts on black women, save it for another journal). I'm pretty sure that's resistance. Trying to stop myself from meeting people that will help me fulfill the target goal.
Oh yeah -- I'm trying to reach a weight goal of 190 pounds. I'm 227 now. I was 218 before starting DMSI v2.4. Now, it's possible that I've gained some significant muscle boxing, because I've NEVER worked out this hard in my life. This is some hard training. However, its more likely that it's a mixture of fat (from eating to power the aura) and a little bit of muscle from training. That being said, I wouldn't overeat on DMSI just to try and justify it with, b-b-b-b-but da aura!
1 - She's the boxing coach's daughter. This dude is about 6 foot 5, three-hundred something pounds... and an AMAZING fighter. You'd think someone so big would be slow, but this dude moves around the ring like fucking Ali.
2 - She's not that attractive (in the face -- her body is pretty decent). At all. BUT... I'm oddly attracted to her. She seems like she'd be an amazing bang. She's got that personality where you know she'd be REALLLLLY into it and very submissive. A "taker," if you know what I mean. Damn autopilot / sniper. However...
3 - LAWD, that ass. I was watching her jump rope today and her ass was literally bouncing up and down like something you'd see in a fucking cartoon. All I could think about was her bent over and her ass bouncing against my dick.
Shit. I'm fantasizing about this now. Bros, I can't fuck my boxing coach's daughter. But here's how I know she's sniped. Today, we were working some pad drills. His son usually uses the paddles. She likes to hold the pads. I actually prefer the paddles because they train timing. The pads train accuracy. I'm already pretty surgical with my punches, can land on target. However, my timing is REALLY off and in the striking arts, perfect timing is key to being fast.
ANYWAY, I ended up being paired with her for the pads anyway, because the coach and I are at odds as to what I need to work on. I'll skip all that boring shit and get to the story. I walk up to her, and look in her eyes and smile. She immediately breaks out in the cutest little feminine giggle and begins to show submissive behavior. Lowering her head. Curling her body in to make herself look smaller. Looking down. All the signs of complete submission. And she couldn't control herself. She just kept giggling to the point that the coach asked her if she could stop flirting and handle the drill.
Once I started hitting the pads, she kept stopping to compliment how hard I was hitting the pads. I asked if she wanted me to hit them lighter and she said no, makes her feel safe knowing I can hit that hard (the gym is kinda in a ghetto).
She also keeps referring to me by my full name -- Christopher and saying it in this really sing-song manner. Followed me around the gym all night.
Sadly, I CAN'T FUCK MY BOXING COACH'S DAUGHTER. Yet. Once I move back to Cali, I may have to give her the king kong daddy dick, ya mean?
I realize that I've been neglecting Tinder and OkCupid, and manifestations are up. Lots of beautiful, black sistahs that are ripe for the fuckin' and I'm just ignoring it (and no, don't give a shit about your thoughts on black women, save it for another journal). I'm pretty sure that's resistance. Trying to stop myself from meeting people that will help me fulfill the target goal.
Oh yeah -- I'm trying to reach a weight goal of 190 pounds. I'm 227 now. I was 218 before starting DMSI v2.4. Now, it's possible that I've gained some significant muscle boxing, because I've NEVER worked out this hard in my life. This is some hard training. However, its more likely that it's a mixture of fat (from eating to power the aura) and a little bit of muscle from training. That being said, I wouldn't overeat on DMSI just to try and justify it with, b-b-b-b-but da aura!
