You go to the gymnasium, and look around.
It is very well equipped, better than the one you normally use. Even better, there are only three people here at the moment, all women.
You decide to go change and then work out.
On the way out, you pass a black haired woman using one of the machines, and she sneers at you.
While changing in your room, you realise why. “She thinks I looked around the gym, then wimped out.”
Annoyed, you strip and put on your tracksuit and sneakers. You imagine returning, and somehow embarrassing her. Somehow, thoughts of the sneering amazon change from revenge to intimacy. You find images of her working out have made you hard, and the trackpants make it fairly obvious.
You stop in the door, and decide to - |