A New Day, A New You part 11 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 11

... something. I let him talk; I don’t understand a fucking thing because it’s in some fucking language from Asia that I don’t speak. Robin apparently does because she is talking to him but where he and now two of his boys are smiling and having a laugh she’s trying to stop it. I get an inch from his face and figure I’ll give him this one. “One chance to say it to my face in English, like a man, after that it’s your ass,” I tell him in a dead cold tone. He fucking keeps speaking gibberish but I’m not stupid, fighting here isn’t solving shit. I step past him as he continues his shit talking and I don’t even know if Richard or Dia see me step out of the club but Robin does, she follows me out. “Listen Stuart I’m sorry if I let you think the wrong thing. I like you but you’re my friend,” She starts in but I’m looking around. I see them then I look at Robin again, leggings and shorts, a coat to cover her arms, three crotch rocket bikes that would make Mrs. Imelda either laugh or take pity. I give them a good look and look back at Robin. “Might want to call your boyfriend,” I tell her and turn back to the bikes. All leaning right and I back up before knocking them over like dominos with a shove, they fall down pretty easily. Robin is shocked but she doesn’t leave or even have to, Wu and his boys saw me and are on their way angry. “You fucking asshole what the fuck do you think you’re doing,” Wu spits at me and now it’s my turn. “Oh you do speak English, oh wait a minute,” I sneer ...

... before bucking out my top teeth,” Ooooh U do speaka Engarish.” The flurry of strikes coming from Wu and his two friends are more than I can block or really defend against. Knee buckles after a few solid kicks and a kick to the back of my head put me on the hands and knees as they continue to pummel and strike me just about everywhere but my groin. It hurts but I feel something new, I don’t know what it is but I sit and wait as the beating continues till I hear panting and the three talking shit while I’m guessing they step back. I can hear people talking, I can hear someone saying to contact the police, and Robin is saying something probably to Wu. After Desmond had me try to kick the shit out of him in fear of my ass I did learn how you keep certain vitals covered when in a beat down. He called it turtle’s shell, basically let them hit things like shoulders, forearms and such but not a lot of face and stomach. I didn’t do a great job of protecting all the areas and I hurt but I’m feeling something new. I push to my feet, I can see some blood a little from my nose, my shirt is torn and probably unwearable by now but when the first of Wu’s boys turns around to see what others are looking at. I lunge and grab his jacket in my hands before shifting all my weight and turning my hips around behind me before letting go and watching him fly. He hits and skids a little before rolling but I’m already after him and the kick I land to his ribs lifts him up and off the ground. The fucker ...