<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/a9/fd/cf/a9fdcff72558104da6b28008bd95ea1e.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nicholas van Helzen<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Gym Trainer / Health & Fitness Instructor<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 4, Mid Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bar<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><---<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>None, OPEN<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None, OPEN<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>No warnings<hr/><br/>Another day, but a different one this time. Nicholas was used to the constant banging of gym equipment, barbells falling onto the padded ground and the grunts of men and women working their butts out. The literal sense lay at the squats section, where the trainer could ignore the muscled butts of men, but marvel at the tight ones belonging to a fit client or two. He used to be a personal trainer, but Nicholas left for the chance to travel to exotic locations, signing up with Fhloston Inc, and the former Marine never regretted his decision. There were many people to meet, stories to exchange, and if he was lucky enough, women to bed. Almost all sorts of females who could afford a trip on the ship he worked in, with an interest in training the human body as well as the chiseled body of Nicholas could end up with Nicholas dropping by their single cabins, with them staying inside throughout the day, unless Nicholas had to train someone else in the gym. Oh, and he only took females.<br/><br/>A shot of a fruity cocktail had the man feeling slightly high, and a smile crept onto his face. If what he knew about this vacation was true, there would be so much more fun coming up. Especially when Nicholas was in the mood for a great release of energy, the trainer could go on for hours with little rest in between. He heard that his roommate was a female, perhaps she might be able to keep up, preventing the need for Nicholas to start his own scouting for a possible threesome?<br/><br/><strong>" 'Tender, another drink."</strong>Nicholas was in the mood for a drink or two, or more. Eyeing several females who passed by, the trainer could imagine him driving his respectable shaft into their butts, until he realised that the alcohol might have caught him off guard. Laughing off his thoughts, Nicholas continued to dip into light mixtures, wondering if there would be anyone her who could catch his eye...