27 Wild Encounter

Layla and Ron traded blows back and forth with each other receiving a share of pain, each of them trying to gain the upper hand. Layla didn’t know how to fight and she just moved her body out of inexperience and anger to cover up her lies of being a student at the judoka school. "You can't win," Ron said. "Just give up now." It seemed as though he was enjoying watching a lady as attractive as she was try to fight him. She ignored him and continued to attack, but she was getting tired. She was no match for the superior skills and training. With one final blow, he knocked her to the ground. She lay there, defeated and exhausted. "You're a skilled fighter," Ron said. "But you're no match for me." She looked up at him, defeated. "Who are you?" She was already drooling over him. "I'm Ron, like I said earlier" he said. With that, he turned and walked away, leaving her lying on the ground. As he made his way back, he couldn't help but notice how her body moved sexily