During the way to the gym, Siyah made it clear that she wanted to have the upper hand. How did she dare say she could outrun him? He smirked and watched her reactions carefully. First, she did not want to be protected. In another occasion, she recognized as a competitive person - was she saying it in spite of being with a muscle man? Her comments on her schedule made him even more confident - he knew that when a girl created obstacles, she actually would have no one. He replied with a blink. Whether it was intentional or not, Siyah was turning him on - he struggled not to have an erection as the girl seemed to be more aggressive than he initially thought. The lioness seemed to be blossoming for the lion to tame her.<br/><br/><em>"To answer your question, I think I can lift just about enough. Come on now...Mr. Trainer. Shall we go in and begin?"</em><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.power-systems.com/images/product/medium/61796_1_.jpg)</div>Jeffrey nodded and let Siyah walk in front of him. As Siyah entered the the Muscle Hut, Jeffrey followed her with the eyes and laid his right hand on her shoulder, holding her firmly and pushing her as the gate released her.<br/><br/><strong>"Indeed I visited the place after our lunch"</strong>, he said scanning the area as if he were the king of the place. The sight was not stimulating: retired people, overweighted people, a bunch of losers. Siyah was the ON star there and now he would join it. Mostly due to his disappointment, Jeffrey could not recall the place very well - Jeffrey would never admit it to Siayh that his first visit was frustrating. Jeffrey first saw the lockers next to the reception, where he left his small, flexible backpack.<strong>"Would you like to share the same locker?"</strong>, he winked at her, stopping in front of her and taking her stuff without asking - he was in charge and she liked it - at least, he thought she did.<br/><br/><strong>"I think that we should start with some dumbells, Siayh. I do not think that you can raise more than I do, so I will score first"</strong>, Jeffrey nudged her as his eyes fund the weight rack. It did not have very heavy dumbells, but as a trainer, he should be conscious of the limits of Siyah. Jokes apart, if he was going to guide her, it would be stupid to hurt her going for a heavier set.<strong>"I think you can handle, let me say"</strong>, he held her left arm and pressed.<strong>"Flex it, I want to guess"</strong>, he said teasing her. Working out together was supposed to be intimate, but also they needed some sense of humour.