<div class="floatright">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrr9VNQ9ToQ/TuXFimhY6JI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bVn8yIRCl5s/s1600/000ae986_medium.jpeg)</div><strong>Leda Holland<br/>Workout Room</strong><br/><br/>When the guy removed his jacket, all that Leda could think was<em>keep going</em>, hoping he'd end up at least shirtless.<br/><br/>Next came the real treat however, she was given front row tickets to the warm up act. Leda stood against the wall, her panting switch from gain air, to nervous girl in front of a hot guy mode. Leda just stood watching as the muscular Latino warm his body up for his routine, she couldn't help but feel like one of the pervy nerds that would only show up at the gym back home to watch her as she worked out in tight clothing.<br/><br/>Leda didn't know what to say, she was still to sore to have sex with him so soon, but she wanted to let him know that those cards were on the table. She decided body language and possibly some light-hearted teasing would be enough for now.<br/><br/>If only she knew some of those revealing, slightly erotica yoga posses. She would have to ask Xavier to show him some next time they were both bored with nothing to do, but for now, Leda would just get on the treadmill and hope to keep the interest of the male through her bouncing rump.