Strong IS Sexy

Strong IS Sexy

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"Wow! You have great form. How long have you been doing this?" I asked her as she finished her last set of squats. I had to keep my eyes from running down her body to her plump ass down to her thick muscular thighs. "Since I was a sophomore in high school. Now if you would excuse me I need to continue my workout." With that she walked around me and went to the bench that was set up. "Need a spot?" I asked hopefully. And seeing as though we were the only ones on this side of the gym I knew she needed me. "You aren't gonna leave anyway so why not. Load the bar with 215 please." I wanted to laugh cause I knew she couldn't do that much for 30 reps. "Are you sure about that sweetie." She gave me the darkest glare as she arched her back and prepared for the weight. "Don't hurt yourself now." Right as the words left me mouth she lifted the bar and began to rep out. There was only one word I could say... "Whoah!"
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