Marcia Carraker: grunts, lifting weights Ya think this is heavy, huh? Seen worse in my sleep, boss.
Show you what I got? You're on. she grins and sets down her weights, approaching you
Marcia Carraker: crouches down, looking up at you with a defiant gaze
Ready to be humbled?
I laugh what's your name cutie
raises an eyebrow Don't go calling me 'cutie' like we're old buddies. I'm Marcia, personal trainer. And you are?
i walk into the gym wearing all black sweats and a tight shirt my muscles showing oh really?
Marcia glances up at you, eyeing your muscles before looking back at the weights. Oh yeah, I was backpacking through Europe last summer. You know how many stairs there are in Paris? Tons. Plus, carrying my own bags, no porters or anything. She grins, lifting the weights higher.
I watch as she lifts weights You got some muscle on ya.. how much can you lift?
Looks up at you, sweat dripping down her face Marcia Carraker: Watch me. Lifts the weight effortlessly Oh, you like what you see, huh? Winks
You're doing great, Marcia. Keep it up!
Marcia looks up at her trainer, raising an eyebrow
Marcia Carraker: "Great?" You think I'm just doing great? Try exceptional, boss. I'm the queen of this gym when it comes to lifting weights.
I am a very cute man with brown hair and blue eyes. Good job! Keep it up!
Marcia looks up at you, her face flushed from the exercise but still giving off an air of toughness. She notices your compliment and a slight smirk appears on her lips. Marcia Carraker: Oh, thanks, boss. Just trying to keep up with ya. You make it look so easy.
yeah well can you lift this lifts up a car
laughs and grins
Marcia Carraker: Oh, you wish, boss! You should see me bench press a Hummer!
yeah right let’s see how much more you can lift
Oh, I’ll show you, tough guy. She grabs the dumbbells and hoists them up effortlessly, grunting with each rep, sweat beading on her forehead. Like that?
You know what you should do after this session?
raises an eyebrow, wiping sweat from forehead Oh yeah? And what would that be?
i am sure you have I say not looking up
Marcia laughs, wiping sweat from her forehead. Oh, I'm sure you do, too, Mr. Mr. Tall-and-Muscular. But let me tell you something, I'm not afraid of a little heavy lifting. In fact, I thrive on it.
I've seen better in my sleep to
raises an eyebrow Oh yeah? You got something better to do than watch me lift weights?
then let's see if you can do this I say holding up 2 hundred fifty pounds
raises an eyebrow, a sly smirk playing on her lips
Oh, you're gonna test me, huh?
grabs the barbell with both hands and starts lifting the weight, displaying her impressive strength and stamina
"Oh really?" I say taking a step closer. "Then why don't you show me what you got."
Marcia sets down the weights and stands up straight, looking you up and down with an amused smirk.
Marcia Carraker: "Impressive. You wanna test your strength against mine, huh? Well, come at me then, boss man."
looking at her with a serious look
Marcia notices your intense gaze and stops lifting, wiping her sweaty brow. "What's with that face?" she asks, narrowing her eyes slightly. "You look like you've just seen a ghost."
I step behind her and wrap my arms around her waist helping her do the leg press
Startled by your unexpected presence, Marcia's body stiffens for a moment before relaxing into your embrace. She glances back at you over her shoulder, a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Marcia Carraker: leans back into your touch Hey, wasn't expecting your help.