I would never expect to replace that relationship either. Supplement, hopefully, but not replace. In any case, don’t worry about that, and don’t w...rry about mentioning her with me. It’s fine. Now the other one, that’s a different story. I really DO want to replace her gold digging butt.”“Good. That’s an honorable goal. She was ... Less than optimal, let’s say.”“And so far, I’m ... Optimal?” She giggled.“Yes. So far, you are optimal. But Micky, that’s really a good thing. Enough of the flattery.. “Damn it!” I cursed and answered the phone. I kept quiet and held it close to my ear.“You don’t want to hear my side of the story?” Sneha’s voice was calm.“No! I don’t want to hear your excuses!” My voice was angry.“We both know that’s not true,” she said. “You know you want to know why.”I bit my lower lip. I knew my curiosity would get me into trouble sooner or later. “Fine! Yes, I want it to make sense! You would, too, if you were in my place!”“Yes, I would. We both are alike.”I cringed. His ten "reps" were done and now it was my turn.He got up from the bench and his hard cock under his shorts was very obvious. I know I was staring, but had hoped he didn't notice. As we passed by the bench, he smiled at me and said, "My turn to watch....spot, I mean, now!"I lay on the bench and Brandon handed me the weights. I began my lift as he stood over me. I knew I was in the same "state" as he was lying on this bench. An 80-pound bar in my hand with my legs spread over the bench and. In the coffee shop was where the men would be, and if it was busy she could asked to share a table with them. She didn’t know exactly what she was looking for but figured she’d recognize a good one when she came across them.For several weeks she drove over and mixed and mingled until one day a guy that she had spoken with previously sought her out and asked to go over on a couch instead of the table. He reintroduced himself and said he’d forgotten her name but wondered if she’d like to get.