It's just a short walk

The place is in your brother's neighbourhood, just a few minutes away from your home. The building is desert, so you can walk straight from the entrance to the gym's main area; a large wood-floored room with a small ring standing on a corner. Grace captures your attention immediately. She is in the centre of that empty space, doing some kata in front of a big mirror. How she is dressed stirs a physical response from your body. All the elements match up, underlining her femininity: the short close-fitting yoga pants; the bare woman's feet with purple nails polish; the black and sexy boxing bra; the hair put up to disclosure her delicate face and treasure even more her deep blue eyes. She is a kind of wild beauty and you cannot help but feel an instinctive attraction. Besides, you've been always passionate with strong girl characters and her skills, if anything, are a demonstration of that strength.

The girl smiles, seeing you in the mirror. "Welcome, ginger boy! How are you? Hurry up! Get change!!", she says, without turning around. You are about to oblige when her expression suddenly changes. You open your mouth and twist your head, incredulous as well. Matt has showed up there, just on your side, and is looking around as if it was a guided tour. "What the hell are you doing here?", you mutter, astonished and angry for the bad impression that you're making with her. "Sorry bro!", he gets on the defensive, "I was passing by and you were just coming in here, so I asked myself what was happening. I guess that this is the famous fight contest, isn't it?", "Well…", you start to reply, a bit short of thoughts.

"I see", he dismisses you, "...and there should be the skilled martial artist that threw the challenge". He chuckles, lowering his voice, "Ehi bro...none of my buisiness but that seems to be a girl. Judging by the ass at least...". The blood comes to your face for the embarassement. "Yes, I am!", Grace replies, turning around proudly, "...but I'm here, there's no need of whispering to him. We don't know each other, do we?". "Grace...", you tell her, "This is my brother Matthew. He is in a military leave. I swear I don't know why he is here…". "Military?", Grace repeats, scornfully, "You didn't tell me that you had a brother in the first place. In the army then...what a shame. My ex-boyfriend was a recruit when we first met. They are just a bunch of assholes murders. They pretend to be the shield of our nation but every one of them inside is a coward; trust me...I've some experience". She giggles, watching Matt changing his face "I mean no offence for your bro, of course!".

(Grace on the ring of this same gym before a sparring session)