The Trainer

By Kimberly Crouse

Robert will have to win the bet because he's fighting for his livelihood, his friends, his business,and more importantly, if he loses, he will have to sleep with Vicky, boy will his wife be mad.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Speedy Publishing LLC
• Release date: Apr 1, 2011
• ISBN: 9781631876066

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THE TRAINER

Kimberly Crouse

Copyright 2011 Kimberly Crouse

All rights reserved. Fictional Story.

CHAPTER 1

Las Vegas is home to many many events. Boxing is no different. Here we are at a boxing match between boxing champion DANNY RANGER and some Joe Smoe. Danny's a pretty blonde haired, blue eyed boy. He should of, could have gone into modeling. But he here is boxing champ blasting the guy out of the water.       It is the last break before going into the last round and his trainers; ROBERT CERRA, MATTY GEORGE are giving him water, stuffing cotton here and there, telling him how to finish the guy, he should have finished this guy two-three rounds ago. What the hell is he doing? Danny just shrugs it off and tells them not to worry, he's got this. 

All eyes are on the round numbers girl with her huge tits in a teeny string bikini. Seriously why bother with the bikini at all? You can hear the crowd's approval of her with all the whistling. The arena is packed to the max with the audience loud and overzealous, typical of any violent sport.

Every guy wishing he could be in the ring, telling how they would do it. They all got their reasons why they're in the audience and not a boxer, but they sure as hell could beat the champ and take the round girls out back and make real women of them. What a laugh don't you think? Never changes.

Danny's last owner was Jack Thomas. He held Danny's contract. Jack died of an apparent heart attack a month ago. Jack was a charming, charismatic man of his fifties. He had light brown hair with hazel eyes that sparkled. Jack left the team to his wife, VICTORIA. They had no kids. Jack was a generous, charming man who had the bad luck to marry Vicky. Everyone had suspicions that she had something to do with Jack's death, but nothing came of it. The team was heartbroken when he died, and disappointed he died before he got a chance to change his will.

The arena is full to max. Victoria, who likes to be called Vicky, is sitting in the audience with Jonathon, Danny’s manager, watching Danny box. Vicky is dressed scandalously provocative. She is in her early 30’s, a beautiful blonde and built like a runway model, but, looks like she could be in her 40’s. Yet she acts like she’s a teenager. Jonathon is dressed to the nines in his suit and tie. He is very young looking for a man in his late 30’s. Jonathon is trying to talk business with her about selling the team to him and his guys, which is Danny and his team. They want to buy her out and have been trying everything they can think of to get her to do so; they don’t want to be owned by a woman, especially her. Jonathon is having a hard time talking to her; for one thing it is loud and disruptive.

Another, he can’t stand her and yet he has to put on the best ass kissing persona he can in hopes to get her to sell and get her the hell out of there. Vicky really isn’t listening to Jonathon; her focus is on the trainer, Robert. She is posing sexy and purses her lips in a kiss to him practically the whole fight.

Robert doesn’t even notice, his focus is on the fight, once he does notice, he just gives her a dirty look. Robert is a ruggedly handsome man of his late thirties. Some would say he was scruffy looking. He has jet black hair with a few white hairs and dark complected. He is in great shape himself. The other men notice Vicky also, how could they not? And they just shake their heads; they remark what an idiot she is, making a fool of herself in front of all these people, she’s making us look bad.

Danny asks what they are talking about and the guys just shrug their shoulders at him. They want him focused on the fight. Danny is boxing phenomenon with a great sense of humor, he tells them with a smirk on his face;

Danny

"Will I have to knock it out of yous? Ha-ha just kidding, I know, focus on the fight. You know I'm just playing with him don’t you? Like a cat playing with its food? Ha-ha."

DING!!! The last round bell goes off. After a few blows, Danny wins the match.

Afterward in the locker room, the whole team is in the locker room discussing the fight. MATTY is cutting the tape off of Danny while he sits on a table. Matty is in his late sixties, hardly speaks, but a happygo lucky eccentric. Grateful to be with the guys, it gives him a purpose. He’s