So, in view of the things a few aggressive men have tried on me lately, I decided to go and brush up my skill. I registered for a new #selfdefence course.
I should write a diary entry of each session. The last one - I'll call it 'Choke me, Zaddy.'
"Oshe! Choke me, Zaddy."
Sensei took me seriously o.
He said, "You. Come."
I said, "No, sir. I want to go."
Did I have a choice? I had to went forwardt.
As I wented, this man positioned me well and then grabbed my neck with his two hands. Very strong grip.
"Now, try and get out of my grip."
I tried, just as I'd been taught but I couldn't.
My eyes began to water. I started seeing small small stars.
"Get out of my grip! Your attacker isn't going to be nice. His grip will not be gentle. Do it!" he screamed.
"Fight!" they said. "Loose you, and let you go."
And that is how they inspired me to perspire, not to retire but to refire, in order to get my heart's desire.
Sensei was shocked!
"Good....job!" he said, while trying to catch his breath.
Anyway, he made me do it over and over. I got slammed a few times too. Right now, I don't know where my real body is - the one I'm inside is filled with pains in every muscle.