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I came home from the gym after my last client's session and my own workout and sat down on the couch in the front room. Oh - I'm a personal trainer and an amateur bodybuilder. Anyway, I wondered where my new roommate was? 'Aha', I thought, 'wasn't he saying he wanted to set up his own workout equipment downstairs today?'

I paid a lot to get the basement set up as a personal gym - I'd like to be able to set up for clients at home. But that left nothing, really, for new workout equipment. So the new exercise room has been empty until I can budget for more equipment.

I chuckled a bit to myself as I got up and padded towards the stairs. My new roomie, is hot - and ripped - but he's a little small. I am so much bigger and stronger than the little guy! I hoped that I would be able to train him up. He would never get my size, but anyone can improve. I got to the top of the basement stairs and quietly stepped down. Sure enough! There he was doing bench presses with... My eyes widened in shock. How much fucking weight is ON that bar?! Yet, he was lifting it for reps like it was a warm-up set!

I got to the bottom of the stairs and when he noticed me - he just turned his head, still holding that impossible weight aloft, and grinned at me.

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S Munson

Ahhhh, "the singlets", they were very 'special'.

pratev

Yeah! That trio from the 50's, right? 😁 The ones who sang "Rock Around the Cock?" 🤔