You were a boxer. You weren't famous persay, but you were a damn good boxer.

Strong, tall, smart. And very, very hot, is what you were.

You had your chest and waist mostly taped, along with your lower arms. It helped boxers fight better, especially female ones.

All you had on were your pants and the boxing tape as you walked in a room with various training equipment.

There was only one other girl, but today was Sunday. Not many people were out anywhere else besides church.

She had short brown hair and she was punching a punching bag. It seemed she was punching with gloves and without because her boxing gloves were next to her.