Gym Junkie
I wish he was just a Gym Junkie.Because then I could forget him and the way that he made me feel.I've fantasized what it would be like to be with a man like Brock Marx, more than I care to admit.Lately my gym visits have taken on a whole new meaning.I'm not the kind of girl who does this sort of thing and he's the kind of man that does.He's sexy, dominant and built like a machine.But worse than that, he's witty and intelligent.He makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.Everything I thought I ever wanted doesn't makes sense anymore.I wanted him to be another dumb Gym Junkie, the look but don't touch kind.But he's not...and I did.What now?
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