Mouthguard Dropping League

12:00 outside the boxing gym one afternoon, a teammate and myself get into a big brawl in front of the gym, both of us taking good shots and running into some cars while we grapple and fight. causing a little bit of damage but nothing too bad. both of us are really going at it, not listening to our coach to stop and thats when the law is called. we keep fighting not caring if the cops showed up or not. both of us have bloody noses, fists are messed up and our faces arent looking too good along with several marks on our bodies from the rough fight. im squared up with my gym buddy as you pull up and i pay no attention to you. im 18, 5'10 150lbs in my blue and white trim boxing trunks now stained a bit with blood on the waistband and my bigger buddy is squared up with me wearing his red trunks but about 6'1 and 175lbs
12:04 OfficerJasonFrank: As my squad car pulled up in front of the gym, I was on my guard. It might be just two young dudes in an out of control brawl, but I never take chances . At 220lbs, 5'8", I was built like the proverbial brick shithouse. I might not have been the tallest beat cop, but I was the fucking toughest. I had developed a no-nonsense, tough as nails reputation over the years. I called it how I saw it, I did my job well, and I still believed that my job was just what it said on my badge, 'To Protect And Serve'. I was proud to wear my uniform, took my job seriously, my black police boots, black uniform trousers, black button up shirt, freshly cleaned every day. My tactical belt was equipped with a Glock Gen 4, a nightstick, taser, cuffs, radio, and pepper spray.
12:04 OfficerJasonFrank: I was well-trained in the use of my gear. But sometimes, in the heat of a confrontation, shit happened, and the best cops were the ones who'd trained their body to be a weapon that can't be dropped, or jammed. Trained my body hard, built it strong, drilled in BJJ and boxing, and kept myself in top shape. No donuts here. I owe it to my community to stay strong and fight hard.
12:04 OfficerJasonFrank: I was patrolling on my own today, but breaking up two young dudes brawling didn’t need two of us, I was up for this. I leaped out of my squad car, spying the two young brawlers knocking fuck out of each other. I strode forward, my voice booming out, deep and commanding, “All right that’s enough, back it off, cool down, right now!” yt
12:09 Boxxxer: As I stood squared up with my buddy and gym mate I recognized the booming voice, I glance to my right n see officer Jason Frank, "Oh shit" I mutter recognizing you right away from training here as well as being an absolute stud in a few local boxing events I've seen you in. That opening of me glancing to the side wasn't smart though as I take my focus off my buddy. "Ohhhmpfff uhhhgggfff oungshhhhffff" my buddy lands a perfect 3 punch combo, right hook to the jaw, left uppercut to the gut then a big right haymaker to the temple. I go down to the ground on my butt, back up against a parked car as my head hangs and I drool out a bit knocked out. Yt
12:13 OfficerJasonFrank: I surge forward, watching as the smaller youth, hey is that Justin? I swear I've seen him before at some of the boxing events I do on the side to stay in shape. I've also trained him a few times. He always struck me as a good dude. Unfortunately, Justin recognizes me as well, and does a double take, letting the bigger dude absofuckinglutely hammer him. That really gets my goat. I surge forward, standing between Justin and the bigger dude. I grab the bigger dude's collar, turn and roughly slam him against the car, not too hard, but hard enough so that he knows I mean fucking business. I stare daggers into his eyes, "I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH. You hear me? Unless you fucking want to spend some time in jail till you cool your ass down." yt
12:18 Boxxxer: I'm dazed n hurt bad from that nasty combo I took. Coach comes out to help me up and away from the situation with my buddy. I'm slumped over as coach picks me up and my buddy I was fighting with puts his hands up in surrender as I limp off to the side with coach. I look up at you. Tough cop in uniform and give a little half grin but then wince again as I'm held up straight by coach. I look at you. "I'm...im Sorry officer Frank, we kinda got outta hand sir" i say while coach helps me to stay up. My left arm over his shoulder. Look at you n my buddy who's too scared to move a muscle against you. I already know we're both likely getting cuffed up for this. Yt
12:25 OfficerJasonFrank: I look from you to your bigger buddy as he sticks his hands up in surrender. I'm scowling fiercely. I could, I should, book both of these young men. I turn to look at you as you apologize. Damn, you are one helluva fine looking dude. But I'm not gonna let that interfere with my duty. I turn to look at your bigger buddy again. He's scared shitless. "All right. What I oughtta do is haul both of your asses downtown and slam you in the lockup for the night. But that's not what I'm gonna do." I look around, and make a decision. There isn't much damage, but there is some, a bent wing mirror here, a few dents in some cars. "You are both gonna find out who owns those cars that you damaged. You are gonna tell me how much the damage is, and you are both gonna spend that time doing community service until you've worked enough to equal out to the damage you've done. If you don't, then I'm gonna haul you to jail right now for disorderly conduct. But that's not all."
12:26 OfficerJasonFrank: "Seems to me that you guys have way too much excess aggression. So I'm gonna give you a chance to vent it. The two of you against me, two on one, in the ring. You want to play rough? Then I'll show you how it's properly done. Do I fucking make myself clear?" I catch the Coach's eye at the same time, making sure he's on board. yt
12:30 Boxxxer: I realize as we're given no real choice but to not only do service time for damages but I have to now fight the officer that broke it up. Knkwing neither of us have a snowballs chance against you on our best day let alone after a gym day of training then a fist fight in the parking lot. I look at you as my coach grins and nods ok. "Wait...but officer... That's my car" I say as I point to the customized mustang with a few new dents in the fender and bent mirror. "I...i won't press charges sir" I say thinking it's gonna get me out of a beating from the tough no nonsense officer. Yt
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12:34 OfficerJasonFrank: I look over at Justin's car, a flashy customized mustang, sleek and black, a seriously sweet pair of wheels. I turn to look at Justin, my eyes hard as steel. I speak in a low tone, menacing and uncompromising. "I don't fucking care if that car belongs to the Queen of Sheba. After I am done letting you and your big pal over there work out your need to fight, you are going to tell me what the damages are, and the two of you assholes are going to work it off in community service, side by side holding hands and fucking singing Kumbaya. Now, do I make myself clear?" I lean forward, my muscles flexing slightly, thick and powerful, menace and no-nonsense radiating off me. yt
12:40 Boxxxer: I quickly realize there's no getting out of this. I let go of coach feeling good enough to at least stand on my own. I take a deep breath and nod. I say in a shameful low tone, "yes... Yes sir I understand sir" then I look up at Ryan thats still pinned against the other car, he looks terrified of the stud cop and for good reason. Both me and ryan are usually gym partners working together but weve also seen you train and fight. I walk up to both of you standing just to your left. "I'm sorry sir, just a spat between freinds, can you let my buddy Ryan go sir, so we can get cleaned up" i say hoping you'll let him go so we can wipe ourselves down before having to humiliate ourselves in the ring against you. Yt
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13:01 OfficerJasonFrank: Slowly I back off, letting go of Ryan's collar before the young stud pissed himself from fright. I step back, and stand there, arms folded in front of my chest, glaring daggers at these two would be tough dudes. Justin sounds remorseful at least. But he's got another think coming if I'm gonna go easy on him and his pal Ryan. I snarl back, "No I am fucking not going to let you go and get cleaned up. I want the two of you back in the gym, in that fucking boxing ring RIGHT NOW. If you aren't there ready to spar in five minutes, then I'm gonna fucking haul both of your asses back to the station, do you FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME? NOW RUN, DO NOT WALK, TO THAT FUCKING RING!" The coach nods in approval, and I reach up to my shoulder to activate my radio. "Dispatch, public disturbance at the gym has been resolved. I'm taking a lunch break now, will be off duty for the next hour. Frank over and out." I get the acknowledgement from dispatch then head into the gym.
13:01 OfficerJasonFrank: It so happens I keep some gear here in a locker, so won't take me long to get geared up to teach these two would be thugs a lesson in real aggression. yt
13:05 Boxxxer: Coach laces our gloves up and then puts in our mouthguards. I'm wearing my red gloves, and a white mouthguard, Ryan has on black gloves n black mouthguard. We both get in the ring. I look over at Ryan "Dude that was dumb we really fucked up but I can't go to jail man, let's just kick officer Frank's ass and go man" I say to him knowing I've got 0 chance of winning this fight as I'm still dazed a little from the fight n the knock out I took. Yt
13:10 OfficerJasonFrank: I get geared up, wearing black boxing trunks, white gloves, blue mouthguard. Shirtless, there is no hiding how powerfully built I am. Every fucking ounce of my muscle is made to fight, forged through a regimen of hard training, both in MMA and boxing. I make my way into the ring, nodding at the coach. I look over at Justin, then at his pal Ryan. Both youths are easy on the eyes, and if I'm honest I have just a bit of a soft spot for Justin in particular. I've admired the lad's heart those few times we've trained. But I come from the school of tough knocks. I won't do him any favors by going easy on him. This is for his own good. I bounce up and down, roll my head, do a few combos, left jab, right cross, left uppercut, each shot packed with power, delivered with precision and the speed that comes from years of training.
13:10 OfficerJasonFrank: I speak up then, "These are the rules. Every time I knock one of you sorry thugs on your ass, your partner gets to come in. When neither one of you can answer a ten count, then we are done. You fucking understand me?" yt
13:15 Boxxxer: Both Ryan and me meet you center ring as you may down the law. I nod yes as does Ryan, we both know we're fucked and can't win but this is our punishment for not stopping when coach asked. I look at Ryan who technically won the fight against me. "Ryan you go first man, you got this okay, he's just a cop remeber, box with him" ryan nods ok as I step outta the ropes and watch as my buddy squares up with the tough jacked cop.
13:16 Boxxxer: (Ryan): I square up, I'm a little sore but I was beating Justin's ass in the fight so I should be ok against officer Frank too. I nod and put my gloves out to touch gloves with the tough cop. Then back up and get my gloves up to my jawline ready to box. Yt
13:20 Boxxxer: (ryan) I'm sporting a few bruises on my ribs n abs, justin loves to work the body, and a nice shiner on my right eye from Justin's mean left hooks I took. My nose is ok but was bleeding some in the parking lot, good for now though. Yt
13:24 OfficerJasonFrank: I touch his glove so hard it's practically a punch. My eyes are still hard as steel. I move out, not giving Ryan any quarter, my guard is air tight as I make a beeline for the would be tough guy. I fire a left jab straight down the pipe, right between the youth's eyes, snapping that left back like greased lighting back to guard, follow it up with a right cross, driving it from my core and shoulder, then smashing a left hook towards his body, aiming for the dude's liver right below his ribs. He wants to play tough guy? I'll fucking show him tough. yt
13:28 Boxxxer: (Ryan) I square off with the cop, Damn he's all over me right away. My gloves up on my jawline ready to fight though. "Ngshh" the jab knocks my head back some, I manage to slip that wicked cross as I feel the give brush against my face, I go to counter punch but then "aughhhhfff" I wince as my body jerks from the punishing liver hook. I wince n back up to the ropes grimicing in pain as i get my gloves up to defend myself
13:29 Boxxxer: (Justin) I watch as officer Frank's opening 3 shot combo has my buddy already on the ropes. "Shit, cmon ryan you got this, work, work, work" I yell trying to encourage my gym partner to fight it even though we just were in a big fistfight with each other. Yt
13:32 OfficerJasonFrank: The youth has a few moves, and his speed and reflexes are decent. He manages to slip behind that right cross, but he wasn't ready for that body shot, and it knocks him back hard to the ropes. No quarter given, I'm on his ass, smothering him in the ropes, I get in tight, and throw a rapid series of left jabs and straight rights, looking to make the dude protect his head, before suddenly dropping my left down low and digging into his body with a low uppercut, looking to damage his core and fuck up his stamina. yt
13:35 Boxxxer: (Ryan) I'm on the ropes as the cop boxes in tight on me. "Ngshh mpfff ngshh ohhmpff aughh" i wince n grunt as I struggle to guard up taking some shots to the face. I get my gloves up and cover up but then "aughhhhfffff" my body jerks as well as the ring ropes and my heels come up for a moment. That uppercut doubles me over a moment as I lean forward on you. I try to hug you in a clinch with my head on your shoulder trying to suck in air.
13:37 Boxxxer: (Justin) my buddy not looking good so far as officer Frank beats that ass. I watch as you double him up "Oh no, cmon ryan what are you doing man, fight back, cmon ryan get off the ropes man" I say trying to encourage my gym partner to stay up n stay in the fight even though he's getting hurt n roughed up. Yt
13:40 OfficerJasonFrank: My hook to Ryan's body lets the air out of the tough youth like popping a balloon. He slumps onto my shoulder, weakly trying to clinch me while gasping air. Whereas me, I've only just started to sweat lightly, my stamina is barely even tapped into. Can do this all fucking day. I twist from hips, digging my gloves under Ryan's armpits, practically flinging him off me like dirty laundry, trying to make him stumble hard. That's when I cock my right, and fire off a right hook rocketing in straight for the dude's chin, trying to find my spot when his balance is fucked, his guard is disrupted, and his chin is open, I want to smash him to the ground, cause' I figure I'm ready for Justin now. yt
13:43 Boxxxer: (Ryan) slumped and trying to hold on I feel that powerful body move, I'm shoved to the ropes hard and as I bounce back all I see is boxing glove. "Ooohhmpfffffffshhhh" my head jerks violently as sweat, spit, and a thin line of blood fly and I crash to the canvas face down and beaten to a dazed state.
13:45 Boxxxer: (Justin) I can only watch as the cop uses Ryan like a punch bag and knocks him out with a power shot that echoes in the gym. I watch ryan fall and I step in the ring to take his place. I square off with you "your gonna pay for hurting my friend man" I say and then slip in my mouthguard. Yt
13:50 OfficerJasonFrank: I look down at Ryan. His leg twitches a few times. The dude ain't answering any count. I nod over at the coach. He'll be fine. I hit him hard, but not too hard. Hard enough that he'll think twice before stepping out of line. The coach drags Ryan's twitching, muscled body outta the ring, heaving the dude over his shoulder and heading back to the locker room. I nod over at Ryan. The young dude has the fucking balls to mouth off to me. Suddenly, I grin. For the first time, I actually grin. "You got some balls Justin. Now, if I can just teach you where to point 'em, you'll fucking stay outta trouble and make a man of yourself." I move in after you get your mouthpiece in, not holding back.
13:50 OfficerJasonFrank: I fire off a double series of left jabs, rapid powerful shots, to test your guard, follow that up with a sneaky right cross coming in like a lighting bolt as my left snaps back to guard, then as my right recoils, my left fires off again in a tight uppercut, trying to worm in between your elbows and tag your chin. yt
13:54 Boxxxer: I get my mouthguard in and you give me no time, "ngshh" I take the 1st jab to the nose then guard up tight blocking the rest of the jabs. "Oohmpfsshhh" I eat the right cross as my head gets knocked to the side. I get my gloves back up "ohhmpshhh" my head jerks up as I didn't see that one coming and I fall on my butt in the corner, with my back against the corner pad. I shake my head and my ears are ringing as i try to focus up. Yt
13:58 OfficerJasonFrank: You try to block me, but your guard is no match for my power, speed, and skill. Most of my hits blast through your guard and knock you silly. You slump into the ropes, your butt bouncing off the middle turnbuckle. I don't let up. I move in as you shake your head, your guard is a fucking joke right now. I could end this with one well placed head shot, but I'm here to teach you a lesson, for your own good, not just knock you out as fast as possible. I switch to your core, pinning you in the corner with my weight, using a bit of dirty boxing, draping my left hand over your shoulder and around your neck to lock you in place, while firing in a series of short, sharp, savage right uppercuts into your ribs and abs. yt
14:02 Boxxxer: While knocked into the ropes and corner you take advantage of me. You get in tight, hold me still in a half clinch type of hold. That sweaty left glove over my shoulder locking me in place. "Aughh aughh aughh ughhfff ungfff uhngshh ohhmmpfff" each punch taken cleanly as I take a savage beating to the body. Wincing n grunting as you teach me a lesson in the ring. Your gloved fists leaving marks on me from the targeted beating as I struggle to suck in air. Yt
14:06 OfficerJasonFrank: I dig at your body, doing some damage to that muscle you've worked hard to put on, knocking the fucking stuffing outta you. Then, I twist from my hips, using my clinch to drag you outta the corner. "Face me like a fucking man Justin, don't cower in the corner. Take your fucking medicine like the man I know you can be." As I toss you back towards the center ring, I come back in towards you, slicing in, my footwork sure and rock steady, my fists wavering in front of my face in a guard as tight a steel trap. I give you maybe a second, maybe two seconds to get your bearings, then I'm on you again, throwing a somewhat unorthodox combo your way to mix it up, leading with a straight right down the pipe, then a left uppercut angled in to smash you in the short ribs on your right side, then as my left snaps back to guard, my right fires again, a second straight right, from the shoulder, packed with power, taking aim right for your nose. yt
14:12 Boxxxer: I'm dragged outta the corner as you control position. As you shove me back I stay up on my feet. I take a few deep breaths as you tell me to be a man. My ribs hurt, my abs are sore and so is my face. I've got slight bruising under my right eye, and my left is a nice shiner with slight swelling from the parking lot fight. I bite down on my mouthguard, wanting to prove that I'm a fighter to this tough cop. I lean to the left and slipping that straight right but then "aughnngssshhh" I wince n grunt as your glove nails my short ribs on the side. I cover up and manage to block that second straight right. I suck in some air, ribs in pain from that shot to the body. I gotta fight back or I'm going down soon. I throw 2 left jabs to the nose then a right cross to the chin. Trying a quick 3 punch combo to back you off. Yt
14:18 OfficerJasonFrank: I nod in approval as you dig down deep, show me what you got. You slip my first straight, eat that shot to your ribs, then block that second straight, taking the blow right between your forearms like a champ. My dick twitches just a bit. Something about Justin really grabs me. My guard is rock solid when you get in your first offense, I take that first jab on my right forearm, brushing it aside, then slip the second with a smooth motion, not stopping as I change levels, dropping below that right cross, all in one move. I'm right back in your grill as I spring back up, my left already driving in for that bruised right eye, like a shark smelling blood in the water, trying to slam it home before you have time to pull your right back and get your guard reset. Meanwhile, I cock my right fist, holding it tight low to my body, and fire off an absolutely savage hook targeting your left obliques, looking to do some serious damage to your muscled core. yt
14:24 Boxxxer: I miss all 3 punches and I'm made to pay for it. You come up right in my face and before I can even guard up. "Ongshhhfff" my head jerks hard to the side as sweat flies from the impact. My right eye throbbing some. Then as I go to get my guard and gloves up. "Aughhhffff" I wince n grunt as I take a powerful body blow. My body hurts as you show me what it's like to fight a real man. Wishing I had someone in my corner but there never is. Gotta do this alone. I'm hurting but we're close and I take the chance to throw a tight right hook to the eye then a left uppercut to your abs. Trying my best to at least box you, but my shots have very little power compared to you. Yt
14:30 OfficerJasonFrank: My shots nail you, and nail you good, smashing that eye and blasting your body. But you actually manage to surprise me. Before I get my right pulled back, you throw out a combo, first a right hook towards my left eye, but my left arm has reset already, and I eat that hook in the crook of my elbow. But what I'm not ready for is that left uppercut. It smashes into the solid wall of muscled armor layered across my abs. My abs are tense, and your blow hits, but barely dents the thick wall of steel-hard muscle. I grunt slightly, but catch your eye, and what you see is respect. I come back at you again though, not missing a beat. I smash at your guard with my left jab, once, twice, then dig into you with my right uppercut, once more targeting those ribs, looking to simply smash your core and destroy your ability to fight. yt
14:35 Boxxxer: You look at me as I hit you to the body and a see a hint of respect but then I get my guard up and "uhngg unff" I block those jabs on my gloves as I protect my face but the power moves me back towards the ropes more. Gloves up I don't even see it coming. "Uhhggahhhfff" my body jerks hard as the gloved fist punches aur outta me and I double over slightly in front of you wincing in pain. I drop my guard holding my body and drop down to one knee in front of you. Huffing short and tight breaths as it hurts to breathe in deep, trying to recover. Yt
14:39 OfficerJasonFrank: I'm still not breathing too hard, and while I'm a bit sweaty, I'm not that sweaty. I'm superbly conditioned, muscles looking steel hard, and moving with quick, precise movements. You block my jabs, but your body is wide open, and my right uppercut smashes the fight outta you. You stagger, double up, and drop to one knee, holding your body. I stand just back out of range, catching your eye again, that same respect in my gaze. I start a slow count, "1 .... 2 .... 3 .... 4.... 5" yt
14:43 Boxxxer: I'm huffing, trying to get the air back in my body, everything hurts. I hear the count n look up at you, with a pained grimace on my face I go to stand and drop to my hands n knees at 7 I look up at you again. Clearly struggling but trying to summon up the will to just stand up. I groan out in pain as i get up at the 9 count. Thankful it was a slow count. I take a couple deep breaths n nod at you then wave you in at me "cmon I'm ok" I say as I'm clearly hurt but I am up. Soaked in sweat, beaten to a pulp but up, and wanting to prove im a tough man like you. Yt
14:46 OfficerJasonFrank: My respect for you goes up several notches. Clearly, you aren't fucking okay, but you are manning up, pushing through it, determined to show me what you are made of. Damn, I like this young man. I really do. That soft spot for him inside me gets a little softer. But I don't show it. I'd be doing you a disservice if I did. As soon as you get back up, barely beating the ten count, I'm all over you. My left bicep flexes like the gun of a battleship, firing off two full power left jabs, right towards your right eye. I follow that up with a savage right cross towards your jaw, my footwork slicing right and left, cutting you off, herding you towards the corner, before I fire in another left hook towards your jaw, pushing you hard, without mercy. yt
14:51 Boxxxer: You come straight in and I'm still hurt, rocked and no match for you. I get my gloves up guarding tight trying to protect myself. I block the first jab but it knocks my guard loose. "Ounshhhfff" all I see is a flash of leather as that second jab knocks me back. "Ooohmmpfsshhhh" spit n sweat fly as that cross has my ears ringing again and I'm stunned seeing double for a moment. "Ohhhmmpfffffshhh" my head jerks to the side again as you bash me hard. I stumble n fall into the corner pad as I try to weakly guard up cowering in the corner gloves up and really rocked now. Trying my best to just defend myself. Yt
14:57 OfficerJasonFrank: I move in, and something in me says it's time. Time to honor your warrior spirit and let you fall on your shield. I don't hesitate, don't give you time to recover, I move in as you slump in the corner, drop down just a bit, cock my right fist, twist from my hips, my core, my ab muscles flexing like concrete to deliver maximum power, as I simply smash you right below your plexus with a power uppercut designed to penetrate your ab wall and dig deep into your core, going for a KO by body shot. yt
15:02 Boxxxer: As I cower in the corner guarding up trying to protect myself you come in and deliver a devistating punch. "Ouughhhahhhggggfffffff!!!!" I grunt out. My body jerks and jams up against the corner pad then my feet jerk upward for a moment. I double over spitting my mouthguard out and falling forward face down moaning in pain, holding my gut with both gloves, struggling to suck in air as I try to survive the huge punch. Squirming around on the canvas as I gasp short breaths of air in. My muscles destroyed, I feel broken and destroyed by the bug stud officer as I struggle on the canvas. Yt
15:05 OfficerJasonFrank: I stand back, wiping a bit of sweat off my forehead after that final blow. Looking down at you as you collapse like a puppet with his strings cut to the canvas, writhing in pain. I don't even bother to count. You are finished. I'm not gonna fight you anymore. I don't think I have it in me. Using my teeth, I loosen the strings tying my gloves on, and pull them off then, throwing professionalism and caution to the wind, I shouldn't be doing this... but I do. I kneel down, my thick powerful hands gently grabbing your shoulder, your hips and muscling you up to a sitting position, pulling you against me for a hug. I don't fucking know why I'm doing this. It's goddamn crazy, but I hug you tight as you shudder brokenly in my grip. I growl in your ear, "You make me fucking proud Justin." yt
15:09 Boxxxer: I'm broken but you kneel down and hug me tight telling me your proud of me. I shudder in your tight firm grip as i try my best to just stay awake and breathe. I lay my head on your shoulder. "Th..th...thank...you ss sss sir" I manage to get out as i relax amd let you hold me. Our sweaty bodies grinding a bit. I feel your alpha male hard muscles against my beaten and now soft body. Full of marks and bruises. Yt
15:12 OfficerJasonFrank: I know I'm breaking all kinds of rules, but fuck, sometimes rules gotta be broken. I sit there, and hold you tight, letting the clock tick on. I still have about 10 minutes or so before I gotta be back on duty. Dunno how I know... some sixth sense maybe, but you need this. After a while, I ask you, "You still living on your own? With your folks? You are gonna be pretty shaken up after your beating, man. Let me give you a lift home, and your pal Ryan too." That rock hard hardness is missing from my voice now, my tone is more normal, almost fatherly. yt
15:15 Boxxxer: I look at you, "nah I can drive home man, my parents but they are never around, always working somewhere on business" I say. I go to get up and "aughhh" I drop back down to one knee holding my body and wincing. "Maybe I will take that ride home" I say almost hoping you will help me out. Even after the beating and lesson you just gave me.
15:17 Boxxxer: Ryan comes outta the back to see us in the ring but just talking now. He hops In the ring and shakes your hand, "I appreciate what you did sir thank you" then walks out n drives home, not as beaten as me and ok to drive.
15:18 Boxxxer: I look at you and grin a little, "shouldn't you get changed before we get in your patrol car man" grinning a little bit and messing with you even though you just beat some respect into me. Yt
15:22 OfficerJasonFrank: I stand up, listening to you claim you don't need help. I know better, but don't say anything. I step back, and let you try to get up, but when you stumble, I'm right there at your side, propping you up. You tell me about your parents, and I immediately read between the lines.. damn. This brave young man deserves better. Much better. My soft spot goes all gooey. I just grin as you claim you'll take that ride home after all. Ryan pops out, and I make the offer to him, but he declines it. He shakes my hand though, showing some proper respect. He'll turn out all right. I turn back to Justin, grinning at his jibe. "Hey, you are lucky I'm off duty right now, cause I would never let you fucking get away with giving me shit when I'm wearing my badge."
15:23 OfficerJasonFrank: I help you back to the locker room with me, you are fucking beat up bad. On the way, almost casually, I make a snap decision. "You do realize Justin, that while you have the heart, you need the training. I expect you to show up here every Tuesday at 7pm to train with me. That understood, lad?"
15:23 OfficerJasonFrank: yt
15:28 Boxxxer: I wince as I limp to the locker room with you and nod yes. "Coach trains me well enough I guess but I'll happily get some more in, just maybe pull your punches a little next time huh" I say with a slight grin as we get to the lockers. Yt

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