<div class="floatleft">(http://s7d9.scene7.com/is/image/JCPenney/0900631B81926924M.tif?wid=180&amp;hei=180&amp;op_usm=.4,.8,0,0&amp;resmode=sharp2)</div>Jeffrey was eating while talking to Siyah, even though his eyes and attention were all on Siyah, who was seating next to him: she should be certain that for Jeffrey, Siyah was the only focus on the moment. He smiled back as Siyah repeated<em>"An old type of man huh?"</em>and he wondered what had passed in her mind. Did Siyah think that he was a brute, ignorant man? Her following words suggested some lack of conviction -<em>"if you say so"</em>. In spite of her words, she continued somehow opened and did not seem to be reluctant when his arms embraced her - finally, she showed some signs of acceptance as she hugged him back. However, Jeffrey realized that she was not very comfortable with the kisses. He noted that reaction and made a mental note that his moves should avoid that in the future.<br/><br/>Indeed, Jeffrey was reviewing her behaviour as Siyah showed her limits - physical contact was acceptable, but some intimacies were not yet allowed, maybe due to cultural reasons. His eyes kept on her as Siyah voiced her frustration with the fact that her husband had not joined her in the gym - her body language made no effort to hide her disappointment: toying with her food was a sign that Siyah did not like the result and was frustrated. As Jeffrey heard, he felt pity for Siyah: how could her husband let such a beauty alone in a gym? Didn't he love Siyah? Couldn't he make an effort at least during the weekends? These thoughts stormed his head briefly to understand why Siyah showed some frustration. He did not step up to be her buddy and pondered there would be time.<br/><br/>And immediately after, the opportunity appeared. Siyah asked about registering for the trainer services and Jeffrey winked at her, flexing his right arm and causing his biceps to bulge momentarily.<br/><br/><strong>"You are right, Siyah. I do not think I need a trainer, I have been working out for some years and I know my way around the gym. Until last Summer, I was actually working at my college's club part time as a trainer"</strong>, Jeffrey said without sounding arrogant - he was just disclosing an information casually.<strong>"You can stay with my first week, if possible. If not, I am more than glad to work out with you"</strong>, Jeffrey shot the proposal with a confident, friendly smile. Before she could reply, he added as if Siyah had already accepted his proposal.<strong>"I think our homes are not that far from the gym - it took me just 8 minutes to get here, so I suppose it is possible to jog. This way we could save the cardio time"</strong>, he suggested nonchalantly.<br/><br/><strong>"I am sure you must have done it before, it is an easy way, flat, no highways, large green areas. I would say it is almost as convenient as a treadmill"</strong>, Jeffrey patted her upper arm gentally to cheer her up and he was impressed by how firm it was - her slim body did not hide that her muscles were solid and firm, which excited the young man.<strong>"Come on, I know you id it! I can see you are like me, you love working out in open spaces, don't you?"</strong>, Jeffrey leaned towards her, causing his thick arm to touch hers, at the same time .<br/><br/>Jeffrey was so focused on Siyah that he did not even spot the eccentric man dressed in a golf attire - under normal circumstances, Jeffrey would have made a joke about that man: after all, golf was not a real sport, but a game like chess. Real sports required muscles.