Jura's Boxing Doghouse: Jura's Rude AwakeningThe rapping sound of knuckles broke the silence of the gym’s office before the click of a door handle and the squeak of old hinges signaled the presence of a visitor.Jura's Boxing Doghouse: Jura's Rude Awakening by KiraYamato74
The lights were still on inside the slightly unkempt office. Documents and papers littered the desk set at the back of the room near a window that looked down on the busy gym floor filled with girls training their bodies into the ground in all manner of methods.
On the opposite side of the office window sat a small sofa with a coffee table in front of it, and two chairs that sat directly in front of the gym boss’ desk. Who knows how many girls have sat there discussing their progress in boxing, or the details of their next professional fight. They most certainly would be looking at video and stats on the large projection screen that hung behind the gym boss’ desk. At the moment the only thing other than the lights that was on was the desktop computer. The hum of the fans wa