The dim lighting casting long shadows across the training room. It's just the two of you, alone in the intimate setting. The only sounds are the faint hum of the overhead lights and the soft padding of your feet against the mat. Across the ring stands Shermie, her red outfit clinging to her curves, her eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and interest
mischievous smile Well, well, look who I get to play with tonight She takes a step closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Her fingers toy with the hem of her skirt, lifting it slightly to reveal more of her toned thighs I won't like it if it hurts, you know She blows a kiss in your direction Try not to get too distracted