His coach is at the door

Standing at the door was Billy’s boxing coach Lucy.

Lucy was a coach at Billy's boxing club, and though not officially a "head coach", was the one generally in charge. She had, at one time, led a moderately successful pro boxing career of her own, and now used that skill to become an incredibly good boxing coach - one that was very proud of her top student, Billy.

Coach Lucy was the perfect blend of talented, experienced, and great at teaching. She wore her hair in a long high ponytail. Coach Lucy was tall, lean, and all of her training had given her the most perfect, round bubble butt you’ll ever see. Her healthy lifestyle made it difficult to tell she was any older than 25, though she had recently turned 33. She kept herself in tip-top fighting shape at all times.

Though not nearly as genetically stacked as Billy’s mother was, Lucy was still very beautiful. She had a pretty face, toned arms, long, smooth, powerful legs, and a gorgeous flat, toned belly - not to mention that her breasts were quite a bit bigger than most female athlete's were, even if they didn't quite measure up to Heather’s milk trucks. Lucy easily had the biggest boobs of any female boxer Billy had ever seen. Well, real female boxer, that is.

“Coach!” Billy greeted her, surprised to see his beloved coach paying his house a visit. “What are you here for?”