Billy To Train Her At Boxing

"I want you to train me."

"Train you?"

"yes, boxing." Billy weighed up his options here. Surely training his annoying little sister at boxing was much better than having his mom, and almost definitely his entire family, learn about his fetish. Obviously the answer was to go with it. But why? Why did bookworm Anna even want to get into boxing?

"Why?" He stared at her in confusion waiting for her answer.

"That's for me to know. You just have to make sure that I learn everything I need to know."

"Everything?"

"Everything. The stances, blocking, all the cool little punches, all of it!"

"Why?" Billy kept going back to that question. He knew his sister wasn't just getting into the sport for fun. No, she had a master plan behind it all, and he wanted to know what it was.

Anna cringed slightly, momentarily returning to her old shy self. She looked away from her brother as she started explaining.

"Well, there's this guy..."

"A guy?"

"Yeah, I met him in France, he was so cute!" She started getting more excited as she was recalling her mysterious crush. Billy just listened intently.

"I tried to get closer to him, but he was always so busy with boxing. I just couldn't get any time with him."

"Ok, and where do I come in?" Now it was Anna who was apprehensive to answer. She was too flustered to make up a lie, and she didn't really have a reason to. Billy had never given her any grief with her crushes or boy troubles, and even though they hadn't really talked in a long time, she still trusted him somewhat. She gave a final sigh before explaining the entire story.

"He's coming over here for a tournament in 3 months. He wouldn't shut up about it! So maybe if I can learn how to box by then, I could ask him if he wants a sparring partner to help him train. Then I can finally get some alone time with him."

Billy hesitated once more, taking it all in. The room was silent for a few seconds.