All Eyes On Me

Chapter 1

"I don't need a guy to complete me." I say running on the treadmill in the public gym, and looking over at Alina on the treadmill next to me.

She smiled as she looked over at me. "Oh ya? Is that why you have a new guy over about every single weekend?" She asks while raising an eyebrow at me.

"Yes I do but they're always gone by breakfast, besides why have a emotional relationship when you can have a very physical lifestyle?" I ask her.

"I just wish that you could pick the quieter type of guys, last night I kept hearing someone moaning. I was up half the night trying to get some sleep, then I heard some screaming. I mean you can't be that good in bed to make some guy scream. I mean really, Cienna, a new guy almost every three days, and you never see them again after you wake up."

I smile as I continued to run on the treadmill, and felt sweat running down the side of my neck. "He wasn't the one moaning." I say giving her a lopsided grin.

She looks at me with a weird expression. "What your doing can't be normal or healthy." She mutters.

"What? You think I should take it slow with some guy, wait before we sleep together, get to actually know him, then have him walk out of my life when he breaks up with me? Now that isn't healthy." I say upping up the speed on my treadmill.

"What if some guy comes along that's worth knowing?"

"I'll get to know him after we have sex then." I shoot back.

"You have the highest sex drive of any girl i've ever met." She stated, "Is anyone ever good enough to fulfill your sexual needs? I mean are you horny all the time?" She asks me, with her serious face.

"Some guys are really good, and no I'm not horny all the time. Okay well most of the time-yes." I say grinning.

She gave me the 'im gonna gag' look, and I laugh.

"I like the life I live, its fun, and care free. How much better can it get?" I ask her.

"You could fall in love for starters, that's what I want to see. For you to actually look at someone and want to be with them for more than one night. If you fell in love, its a sure sign the world is ending and going straight to hell with you leading the way." She says snorting sarcastically.

"So says the girl who hasn't had a relationship-much less sex- in the past two years, after her boyfriend dumped her. I don't want to be like that, hun, I look at you and I want you to be happy."

"I wish I could have sex with numerous guys and not feel emotionally attached like you." She says as she reached up and wiping the sweat off her face.

"Its kinda like riding a bike. You've gotta hold on, and dig your hands into his back, start to peddle faster and faster, and then soon your flying down a big hill."

She gives me the oh.my.gosh.your.the.only.one.who.can.compare.sex.to.riding.a.bicycle. kind of look. I give her a small smile and turn off my treadmill and start to run slower as it slowly came to a stop. I step off and wipe my body off with my towel, and take a sip of water out of my water bottle.

Alina came next to me and grabbed my water bottle out of my hands, and squirted some in her mouth. She looked at me, "So how many guys have you slept with in like total?" She asks curiously.

I laugh, "Alot." I sit down on a work bench and a young guy comes through the door all sweaty and shirtless. "But not enough." I mutter, as he came closer. Alina rolled her eyes when she followed my gaze. He takes a look at me sitting there on a workbench, with sweat dripping down my back, my black jog bra pushing my boobs up and my skin-tight spandex.