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"That’snot to voice et e’s waiting list wasn’t too long "How does a girl get a naed "You can call me either Just don’t call me Vicky Can’t stand that name"

She hopped up and h-in, she calculated e first with calipers and then with an electronic device I held in my hands I think I maxed it out Then she s By the time we finished, my thirty-minute session was halfway over and I was i iron

"What’s all this for?" I asked

"We’re setting a baseline," she explained "Othere can’t ress" She looked at the numbers she’d collected and shook her head "Besides, you won’t last more than ten minutes"

"Gee, thanks"

Sixaround in a haze of breathless agony, ready to drop dead on the floor Victoria made me walk back and forth until the incredible pain in my body faded I had pretty much lived down to her expectations On the bench press I’d struggled to lift a s, I’d performed about as well as a person with no muscles

"It’s nory way "Amuch better"

"A h I would keel over at any allons of water between now and tomorrow," she said "I prepared a list of foods you can have Stay away frolanced at the list: chicken breasts, wild-caught fishes, whole grains, and all the green vegetables I wanted "I can’t cook"

"It’s easy Just broil chicken breasts Google for recipes and you’ll be okay"

I wondered if there was anything Google couldn’t help me with "What about fat-freeprocessed is crap You know all the agony you went through today?"

"Yeah"

"Do you want it to be for nothing? I’hty percent of body composition is what you eat Exercise can only do so hed "Okay I’ll do whatever it takes"

She sht white teeth "See you Wednesday Rest well until then"

I gulped what felt like a gallon of water from the water fountain before I left and still felt thirsty I turned to leave so my fat botto a drink and plowed into a cute girl in tight gym shorts and a yellow tank top that adhered to the kinds of curves et out of her way

"You are rather hardcore," she said in a very proper British accent "It is quite awesome, dude"

"That’s me," I said "Zero to hardcore in tenfun ofthe words "dude" and "aweso Compact but muscular and a little shorter than ht bun Her skin was pale but slightly flushed If she’d been working out, it didn’t show Not even a sheen of sweat glistened on her body

"I’ hoarm it felt "I’m Justin"

"You are quite the handsoer up my arm

My hackles rose My vision snapped like someone had put a picture on a rubber band, pulled it taut, and let it go Two Staceys looked back at edto ward off the inevitable headache

"Are you quite all right?"

I pinched the bridge of ht returned I looked into her amber eyes Her pupils weren’t round They were vertical slits I one crazy "Just a headache," I said "Must be allergies"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>