Jiu-Jitsu Girl

Jiu-Jitsu Girl — page 3
JENNIFER DUTTON tapping out so he knows he's about to kill me and stops My esophagus spasms for a second after he releases the tension So gross The hyperawareness of my own anatomy causes a shiver of revulsion Don't lose focus Angie commands Coach Gary aka Stinky Breath one of the two coaches here today He stands stoically with his shoulders back arms clasped behind him in front of five red punching bags hanging from the ceiling by chains To his left there's a break in the square of benches where students can enter and exit the grappling space A pile of worn shoes lines the periphery of the thick mat The rest of the gym has wood flooring that spills out into the small area by the tiny vacant reception desk Smudged glass doors and walls make up the entrance providing maximum visibility so passersby can watch our torture and think Hey I'd like to try that Or not if they're sane Coach Gary steps forward to address other students He's barely taller than some of the boys here but definitely thicker around the middle and his hair is combed neatly to the side like Superman's His bare feet squish into the thick mat I don't have to look to know the tufts of black hair on his toes are curled up like the pom pom keychain that dangles off the zipper of my backpack Ahh what are you doing Conrad he moans to an older student in the far corner This is Jiu Jitsu not karate We don't kick kick kick He moves his arms up and down emphatically 8