1. 18 months of nothing PART 2


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Domination/submission, Male/Female, Romance, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    he wanted to do. He could do a bucket block, or a side thrust block. An overhead block would work but then it would be a grabbing match. Richie could also break the guy's arm if he wanted but he didn't want to go that far. But he wasn't averse to breaking his hand. Richie blocked but did so in a way that caused the bigger brute to land his fist on the glass of the window of the convenience store. Now it was countering time. A perfectly placed punch to the guy's ribs and he collapsed right there. Richie waited for the guy to get up which he did. He lunged at Richie full speed with both hands going for Richie's throat. To the uninitiated casual observer it would look like Richie was now loosing the fight but it could not be farther from the truth. If you are the person whose hands are around another person's throat you should know, that you are loosing, and badly. Honestly, there are so many ways for you to be killed with your center line expose and your hands occupied. It is only by pure panic and idiocy that anyone ever won a fight with a frontal choke move involving two hands. The victim often tries to remove the attackers hands by pulling them away which will not work. Someone with a bit more combat experience will know not to do that but to attack the arms instead which will work. Richie was even more advance in his training than that. Two fingers was all he needed. Richie used a precision strike on the attacker's windpipe. After that he didn't even need to worry about ...
    getting the other guy's hands off of him. He gladly volunteered to remove his own hands and bring them to his own neck as he fell to a knee and tried very hard to breath. Kate ran up and was gloating to the guy but Richie was still in machine mode waiting for the next attack. The man was still getting up from the ground when Richie became aware of another person coming into their vicinity. It was the manager of the convenience store. “You both have to stop this or I'm going to call the cops.” “The law says I have the right to defend myself.” “Not here it don't. You take your fighting some place else.” “Easier said than done.” Richie responded, still not taking his eyes off this recovering opponent. “I'm not the one throwing the punches.” “You won, ok. Now just take the little misses and get out of here. It ain't right to toy with this idiot no more.” “If I walk away then I'll have to fight him every time I come back to this store.” “Then you ain't coming back to this store. I ban you. You can't shop here no more. Him neither. Now get out of here. Now's your chance to go.” The other guy was on his feet again now but he wasn't saying anything. He looked like he might be trying to decide on how to attack again. “Give it up you dumb bastard” said the manager. “You done let this kid whup you. Now walk it off and go home. You lost this one.” Richie resented that comment about being a kid. He wasn't a kid. He had a master's degree. The attacker looked like he wanted to say something ...
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