I wrote about you when i first met you and now you are mine forever😍😛


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I remember the first time I saw him kicking in the dojo. I was very interested in his skills. He was kicking as high as I see in movies and the speed was just mind blowing. I gathered that he must be a senior or a black belt holder in the art. True to my thoughts he actually was. He was dark, not so tall, slender in an athletic way and smiled with a dimple on the side. I did not ask about his name because it is in my nature to take strangers as strangers until I actually gather that they should be a friend. He looked younger though; like he was a high school kid or early in college. I made haste and joined in the training.

The session comprised mostly of him, the coach, two other students, a white woman and…

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