A New Day, A New You part 7 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 7

... quick with all the running and training Guy had me doing and it takes a couple seconds to cover about five feet and bring my right fist around hard connecting with the ring leaders face. He goes down hard and fast, I think his feet were above his head at one point, when I turn to the next buddy and bring my left around right into his nose. There is blood on the dance floor as number two falls holding his face and I turn my attention to the last two when one takes the first shot at me and hits. I can actually feel myself get angry at the level of weak in the punch as my face barely moves; I whip my head back and let out a loud scream in his face. He tries to back pedal but I grab him by the throat and lift him up with both hands before slamming him down onto the dance floor full strength. I am almost to my feet when what I can only guess is number four wraps his arms around my neck while hopping on my back. I can only fathom he wants to choke me out and now I’m mad, reaching up with both hands I grab hid little head under the jaw and pull my body forward bending down and straighten my arms slamming him on top of his friend I just planted a moment earlier. I’m breathing hard more out of anger than exhaustion and I start stomping towards the exit and once outside I realize that Jamal is still in there and almost turn when a four door car pulls up quickly with Jamal driving. “Get in man we gotta go,” he tells me and I realize I could go to jail. I’m in the passenger side of the ...

... car and once the door is closed he heads out of the parking lot and down the road leaving the club and my first fight of the New Year behind us. We’re about ten minutes out when he starts laughing. “Did you see what you did to those guys,” Jamal starts in laughing,” I mean you fucking destroyed them.” “That is one of my strong skills,” I tell him and he laughs again. “No shit man, I gotta keep you around cause women keep forgetting to tell me about their boyfriends when we’re dancing,” Jamal says and I have to correct him. “Dude you kissed her,” I state and he counters. “No she kissed me, I can’t help that man but I was keeping my distance as the saying goes,” my new friend says as we finally get to my dorm. We part ways after exchanging information and I figure it’s good to have friends other than Richard. I settle down and rub my knuckles as I’m seated on my bed, I don’t know why I jumped the gun and just started swinging but I think I need to talk to someone about it. First day of the New Year and I end up sending off an email to Mrs. Rachael and Mrs. Kori about what happened and ask for some advice. I won’t hear back from them soon but it never hurts to ask. I’m at the gym a couple days later when Robin shows up back from her break looking worse for the wear. When she doesn’t approach me to talk I figure I’ll let her be and since there aren’t a lot of people I can give her some space. Robin used to be a little chubby for her 5’6” frame but now she’s up a few pounds from ...