Michael's First Love #2
The sun beat down on the outdoor training grounds as James and Michael prepared for their combat training session. They wore matching black training uniforms, and their boots dug into the dusty earth. Instructors and fellow officers watched from a distance as they squared off. "Alright, Michael, let's see what you've got," James said, a faint smile playing on his lips. Michael nodded, his nerves mixing with excitement. He had watched James' impressive skills during previous sessions, and he knew this would be a challenging test. They circled each other, fists raised, both sizing up their opponent. The first move came from James, a lightning-quick jab that Michael barely managed to block. He countered with a kick aimed at James' midsection, but the senior officer sidestepped it effortlessl
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