38. Training-3

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It is you who control your emotions, not the other way around,“You think you"re funny? You"re gonna pay for what you did.” I did the first thing that came to mind. I fell to the floor so hard I thought I heard my coccyx c***k. Tommy"s fist flew harmlessly over my head and slammed into the locker. His cry of pain brought a smile to my face before I slammed my fist into his crotch. Wow the bigger they are the harder they DO fall, I admired when he fell like a sack of rocks. Wow the bigger they are the harder they DO fall“Son of a b***h,” he cried through clenched teeth as he covered little Tommy. I stood up and smiled but never had time to truly admire my handiwork. Brett grabbed my hair and smashed my face into the locker. “How do you like that, you little jackwagon?” he sneered. I fell

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