Physical Trainer (closed)

[shizzz]

Lance had been out of college for almost a year. He had found a job at the local gym, which suited his hours, his late night lifestyle. He was 6 ft tall, dark hair and emerald eyed. He was sculptured too. He had worked out before each shift, and some during. Late at night there were very few people in and he had developed a more then toned physique

His freind had asked him to do a favor and help get her friend goin in the gym. They had been In contact through email, and he had told her that she could work out for free, late at night with him. He had even offered to do some diagnostics for her, they had an array of measuring body fat and diet development too, but she had seemed hesitant about that

He stood behind the desk in a pair of basketball shorts and the company shirt, wrapped tight over his muscular form. He had just waved good bye to the last member, and checking his watch, saw that she was late. There were 5 minutes left before he locked up.

 

[DrMelonCollie]

Tabitha was demure, or so most people would claim. Soft curls of brown hair concealed her face, other than a pair of glasses hiding green eyes. Most would say her body was soft, that she reminded them of a sweet old lady even though she was 20ish. She worked as a copy editor and was good at it, she enjoyed reading, and the less interaction with people the better. After she was mugged her friend insisted she take a self defense class or at least go to the gym.

Tabitha hid the bruises pretty well, she was a master of concealment having left a fairly abusive home life. It was no wonder she lived in books, where happy endings were common. She went in late, wearing dark purple sweats. She'd bought them for this so they weren't too loose, or too tight, and revealed her curvy figure more than she cared for, but she wasn't out to impress or flirt so she let herself forget what she was wearing. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and when she removed the baseball cap you could see a healing bruise blooming on her face.

She walked hesitantly to the counter and with a smile staring at the counter where she laid her plain gray purse finally spoke, "Are you Lance?"

 

[shizzz]

Lance turned and looked up, having heard the door close just as she had spoken up. He was a little shocked by her stark beauty. Her glasses accented her gorgeous eyes, the still healing bruise looked painful but she seemed unphased by it.

" I certainly am", he said as he extended his hand out across the counter.

"And you must be Tabitha" his grip soft and firm as they shook hands, his cool blue eyes meeting her emerald

"So Sean said you were looking for some help with training. Do you have any athletic history or ever spent dedicated time in the gym." He asked as he came out from behind the counter and locked the front door

"Let me give you a tour while you tell me more about what your hoping to get from your time with me" he said as he motioned her to follow him, and the expansive gym unfolded before them.

 

[DrMelonCollie]

Her father would have never allowed her time in the gym, sports? heaven forbid she wear the uniform and someone see the bruises. Tabitha didn't say any of this however, she just couldn't imagine anything more embarrassing than going into a self defense class with a bruise like hers.

Then again she knew she was an easy victim, she had been one her whole life, it should be no surprise that the mugger picked her of all people to attack. "Sean says I have great legs, and just need the confidence to show them off." She laughed slightly, she liked going out with Sean, he was Safe, not that he was gay, just that she was so far from his type as to be laughable so they could just hang out and dance together without it being weird.

"I took dance lessons for a year," that was when she learned that tights and make up could hide a lot of things. "I'm not very active at my job and Sean suggested you could help me tone up a little."