“Well…” She’d seen some of the bodybuilding competitions on television. She couldn’t even tell Amy how she’d always wound up touching herself when she watched those programs, and the two were very open friends. “Well, I think it’d be kind of cool.”
Amy looked delighted. “You really think so? Everyone else thought it would be weird-looking and I really wanted your opinion.”
“No, no, I think it’s a great idea,” Emily pressed. “In fact, I think girls with muscles are really sexy.”
Amy stared at her distantly. Emily felt herself getting red in the face. “There,” Emily thought. “I said it. It’s out there.” She was a bit puzzled when Amy started to grin broadly.
“I knew this was a good idea. GOD, I can’t wait to get started.” Her eyes lit up and she ran to the corner of the room, dragging aside several weights to reveal a small cabinet. “Mom doesn’t know that I know about this yet, but I think this is where I can a good boost.”
She held up a plastic bottle marked “Jumpstarts,” marked with a large woman flexing a bicep on the label. “Whatya think?” |