Yes, I have.

You've spent a few months training in between the ropes, and you've seen this move before. She's bring her right hand back for a big punch but her weight is still evenly placed on both feet. You think either there will be no power in that punch or she's trying to fake me out.

Her left jab bounces painlessly off your gloves.

You were right!

You quickly return a quick jab of your own, grazing her cheek.

You begin to dance on your feet a little and circle around her, the minor victory bringing your spirits up a bit.

"Not bad, little man.", Sharmane says as she launches a combo at your head and body.

You're able to dodge the blow to your face but can only block some of her body shot.

The feeling of being in the ring again invigorates you and you respond with a fake to her head and a two-hit combo to her stomach.

The audience gasps a little as Sharmane takes a few steps back, holding her stomach.

She hasn't had as much boxing training as you thought, perhaps it was just a fake out. Maybe once she saw your arms were hurt, she offered to take kicks out of the picture and leave boxing the only option so you'd WANT to go to ground. Make you think it was your best option. Clever girl.

You slowly approach.

"Hold on a second, it's a lot harder to move in this thing than I thought. Do you mind?", Sharmane says reaching behind her and unhooking her bra. She lets it slip off her shoulders and fall to the ground, kicking it aside with one quick movement. You stop dead in your tracks, gawking at her full naked breasts.

You were right about earlier, she clearly wants to get into your head.