no forever with rina

Vincenzo Moreno

I grabbed a glove and slid my fist into it. Teeth clenched to bottle in the hurt, I wrapped the glove straps around my wrist; then headed straight to the ring.

“Signore, you forgot the second glove.”

I blocked out the voice and continued till I reached the ring. I waited for my opponent to show up. I would heap my frustration on that motherfucker . The murderous desire stacked up with every passing nanosecond. It was a great deal keeping still.

After several agonizing minutes, the dick emerged. My icy eyes followed him from the locker room opposite to some feet away from the ring. He stomped closer. His gait, and in fact, his entire person irked me.

I didn’t wait till he fully got in before rendering a blow across his cheek. Having caught him off guard, I dragged him across the ropes, and into the ring.

Just then, he came around. Body going rigid, he sent a fist my way. I dodged, more pissed than ever that he’d challenged me. I dealt a merciless blow to his stoma