Last night I wasn’t able to meet with Trainer Tracey so I asked RLO to work out with me instead. He’s always trying to murder me so I figured he was the perfect choice.
Walking from the parking lot to the building I saw RLO standing outside waiting for me. I promptly turned around and shook my ass at him. I wanted to make sure he saw that I was wearing my favorite sweats. As I got closer I turned around and shook it for the second time yelling, “Want some of this big boy?”
He didn’t reply. Which is odd because RLO always has the perfect smart-ass comment for moments like this. And then I realized it wasn’t actually RLO, but a teenager who had the same build and the same floppy brown hair.
Luckily I wasn’t arrested.
When I walked inside I found RLO flirting with the teenager working at the desk. I can’t help but worry we’re coming across as the Bonnie and Clyde of statutory rape. We headed into the gym worked out together and didn’t make eye contact with anyone the remainder of the night. Just in case.