Page 62 of Accidental Roommates

“You’ll learn the technique with the gloves. If you practiced with just your hands, they’d get all beat-up and bruised.”

“Okay, so what do I do?”

“First, get in your stance.” I show her where to place her feet, then where to put her arms.

“Like this?”

“Change how your hips are aligned.” I show her by doing it myself, then tell her to try it, checking her form in the mirror. She adjusts her stance, but she’s still not aligned right.

“Your left hip is too far back,” I tell her. “The power of the punch comes from your core so you need to make sure it’s lined up right, starting with your hip.”

“Can you just move me in the right position so I can feel how it’s supposed to be?”

I didn’t want to touch her, knowing it could make my cock react, but I don’t know how else to teach her.

Placing my hands on her hips, I gently move her into place, then step back. “See how that feels?”

“Yeah. I feel more solid now.”

“Exactly. Now watch how my body moves when I punch.” I do it in slow motion, then do it fast to show her how it should look.

“You make it look easy.”

“Try it.”

She takes a punch and it actually isn’t that bad.

“That’s pretty good, but keep your elbows in and remember to protect your face. If your opponent sees a punch coming, they’re either going to move to avoid it or try to hit back, so you always want to protect your face.”

“When you hit Liam, he didn’t even see it coming.”

“Because when I’m going to hit someone, I don’t hesitate. You should do the same, especially if you’re ever in a dangerous situation. If a guy ever tries to attack you, or makes you feel like he might, punch him. Don’t hesitate.”

She focuses on the mirror in front of her, a determined look on her face, and throws a punch, then another, and another after that.

“Are you imagining someone in that mirror?”

“Yes.” She smiles. “And it feels really good. When do I get to punch the bag?”

“After you get used to the air punches.”

“Then let’s keep practicing. I really want to punch something.”

I laugh. “Me too. Okay, let’s try a cross punch.”

We continue for the next half hour. She’s a fast learner. She stays focused and follows my instructions, and although she still needs a lot of practice, her punches are looking really good.

“Can we try the gloves now?” she asks with excitement.

“You sure you don’t want a break? We missed lunch. Aren’t you hungry?”

“A little, but I want to keep going.”

“Okay, I’ll grab the gloves.”

Once she has them on, I show her how to punch the bag. She’s so eager to try it that she shoos me away, saying she’s ready. After a few punches, I give her some reminders about form and watch her for a few minutes. She’s doing good so I let her keep punching while I set up my own bag. I go to the sound system and blast some music, then return to my bag, which is next to Kenzie’s.

“This is awesome,” she yells above the music. She’s smiling as she punches. I love seeing her happy. Who knew boxing would bring a smile to her face?

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