Having been working out for ever since, it didn't take her too long to pick up on exercises he was showing her, learning them the right way, correcting whatever flaws she had in her techniques. Suffice to say, she wasn't way off and managed to learn pretty quickly. She'd been doing it right for the most part so that was a good thing. Having no idea how he had to hold himself back from acting on his carnal desires, wanting to pin her to have his way with her, she picked up on the lighthearted conversation as any.<br/><br/>Siyah scoffed at him and corrected him, "Sorry but not looking to make my body hard as rock. The way it is, it's just fine. I work out to stay fit." She corrected him as she did work out to only stay fit, unlike other girls who were trying to get there. She knew there was nothing wrong with the way her frame was and was quite happy with her work outs, keeping to minimum and not overdoing it. "Don't want no biceps or triceps popping out..." She chuckled and flexed her arm, showing her feminine biceps.<br/><br/>She worked out with him protecting her from behind, occasionally touching her when needed, if needed is what she managed to read in the way he touched her. Though, it was good to have someone like him looking over her back. When he started to stretch her arms without asking her, she cooperated and felt the strain being removed, liking how loose her muscles felt then. "Of course, look at you and look at me. You can't be as flexible as me." She chuckled and added, "But you are good. Muscular but just don't overdo it. It just looks meaty and nasty when muscles pop out even when not flexing." She suggested with a smile as he does seem to flex a lot when around her. Perhaps it was how he was but she's only known him for a short period of time so hard to tell. Not wanting to be judgemental, she kept her mouth shut when he explained how to do bench press.<br/><br/>Having see guys do it and now him, it wasn't so bad and when it was her turn, she followed his instructions and did the same, "Yeah...I am familiar with it. Just don't expect me to do it with one hand Mr. Hotshot." She said what she'd noticed not too long ago, finding his hands come to help her with her tresses which she found it odd but for some reason, she didn't stop him from doing that. Instead, she moved towards the bench to get into position, soon finding his hands come to help her with it. Trying to do it right, she looked up at him, "This angle about right?" She asked and looked up, continuing to bench press and so on. The workout was quite exhausting, in a good way. "I hope I am not sore after today..." speaking to him in her labored tone of voice, not worrying about it much since she'd been active with her workouts. Being sore would be a problem if she hadn't.