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No work got done for the next couple of days, but everyone kept going to the office. I was still staying with Mari, so I looked for things to do after work; spending pretty much every waking hour with her was sort of weird.

She kept a gym bag in her office, and there were clothes and a membership card inside. I called the number on the back, and they had already reopened. 

Workouts had never really been my thing. I had a pretty good metabolism for a guy in my late 20s. But knowing that I was now a woman in my early 40s, a visit to the gym regularly was probably a good idea if I wanted to keep my body looking good. 

So when five o’clock hit, I headed over. They funneled me into the women’s locker room where I changed clothes for the first time without any help from Mari. I thought it weird that they cared so much about gendered locker rooms, considering the events of the Shift, but I guess rules were rules. I did try to get a good look at some of the other women when changing, but Mari’s body didn’t have any reaction to the visual stimulus, as much as I wished it did.

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