<div class="floatright">(https://doctorgrasshopper.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/biochemical-pathway-scary-2.gif)</div>Jeffrey smiled and let Siyah walk away without pestering her any further. In less than 5 hours, he had gone from a complete stranger to her personal trainer. Not that bad, he pondered while he watched her walking towards her car with a somehow cynical smile. Jeffrey promised himself that she would be lying under him in the next coupe of weeks, otherwise he would go back to college to hunt the freshwomen. Her rear was pert and her not that curvaceous, but super hot body showed that she more than deserved to be called  2016 Harthorn Drive' Miss Fitness.<br/><br/>Momentarily, he wondered what a fool her husband was - how could he let that lionesss walk around in such a sexy gym gear. Siyah as not a teenager any longer, although her body was hotter than every girl he had slept with at his college dormitory - she was a married woman and as such, the Indian beauty should dress like that, the conservative Jeffrey thought, specially in a suburb where everyone went to church on Sundays. That region was not New York definitively. Siyah`s husband could have asked at least for her to change clothes. By being so carefree, her husband left the flank open to alpha predators like Jeffrey. Showing off her trophy wife would come at a cost for Mr. McBride.<br/><br/>Right after watching Siyah entering her car, Jeffrey came back to Earth. When Jeffrey entered the Muscle Hut, he was sure that he would be the alpha male there - it was a decent, but decaying gym - not the sort young people would attend. At the front desk, he was received by a woman in her late 50s who seemed to own the place since Arnold Schwarzenegger was Mister Universe. He enrolled there, mentioning Siyah`s full name, and made sure Siyah McBride  would get all the benefits for referring the place to him - he could not help but to think about the girls and how to protect them it was part of his alpha instincts. He accepted the invitation to have a tour in the small gym - a skinny teenager boy, a couple of years younger than Jeffrey himself but considerably unfit, showed him around. The mere existence of such a weakling gave Jeffrey an ego boost. What a terrible publicity, Jeffrey wondered. How would  the Muscle Hut attract more clients with a trainer like that? Siyah could kick his ass easily, the thought entertained him for a while.<br/><br/>There was someone else working as a trainer, a fat lady in her early forties with dyed blonde hair. He scanned the area for any pretty woman and none of the 4 women would join a miss contest. Definitively, Siyah was the star in that place. He was not interested in the men: there was approximately a dozen, most of them consisting of retired people. There was also a couple of overweighted men. He wondered those men flirting with Siyah and the thought disgusted him. Siyah should actually thank him for being her trainer, he thought to himself. For sure, Jeffrey would soon become the king of the place. To sum up, he was not enthusiastic about the Muscle Hut, but it was the only option around. On top of that, it was where Siyah worked out.<br/><br/>After some thirty minutes, Jeffrey drove back home and entered his room quietly. He did not want to create any situation with Siyah shortly after their second encounter. He should give her some room for her to fantasize about the possibilities with her new, young, virile man. Jeffrey could always go to her place and ask for the vanilla protein - it would be a good chance to meet his rival, Mr McBride. By then, Jeffrey pictured him as a short, fat man who was an accountant - there was nothing more boring than accountants and they would never give everything Siyah needed. Laid in his room, Jeffrey focused on studying biochemistry, which was the only subject where he was not among the top 10 in his year. He waited the time fly and checked his mobile - he could read dozens of messages from younger girls in college asking which was his room in the dorm. Jeffrey smirked and ignored them all - he had to focus on his studies and the only distraction would be the chess game with Siyah.<br/><br/>Around midnight, Jeffrey went to him room and took off his clothes - he always slept naked, since science showed it was healthier. Before going to bed, he walked towards the window and looked towards Siyah's home - in that area, the same contractor had built all the houses in a standardized fashion, so that their windows would be at the same height and no longer than 20 feet away. The mere idea that Jeffrey see Siyah in undergarments made him smile a silly smile.<br/>