John watched her practice the motions. When he was satisfied, he nodded. "Okay, so now when you hook your leg behind mine, drag it forward to throw me off balance," he instructed. "Then pull down as hard as you can on my shoulder and wrist. Don't worry about hurting me; I'll be fine. And surprise me. Keep practicing a bit and then throw me when I'm not expecting it."
While he waited for her to toss him, John glanced toward his window. The blinds were shut, mostly because he didn't want people walking by to chance seeing a girl beating him up. Hell, anyone beating someone up could be problematic. But, then, no one seemed to call the cops in this place.