The sound of the door from the dressing rooms startles her back to this world. Looking up, she sees a couple of young guys entering the weight room. S...e remembers thinking, nice, but probably gay, knowing my luck. They work as a team, moving from station to station. It's all she can do to make her workout look believable enough so they don't notice that she is watching them. But she is watching them. Watching them close. Tall, barrel chests, huge arms, washboard stomachs, and tight little buns.. It was about a week to go for my preparatory exam and I had got my study holidays.., , as my mom used to keep on scolding me in front of her, tat I wont study in home…., so she told me to come in day time also for tuition, I was also happy by her words, she had to told me to be there at 11 as she ll finish all her house hold works, I went sharply at 11.., she told me to keep on studying, I ll ask u the question after studying, I was doing tat,,, her baby’s wheel chair was in front of me I was. He was dark skinned, built, had a shaved head and no facial hair. He stood tall and she could tell carried himself with pride. For a second, he looked at her, but then his friend walked up distracted him. His friend had actually tried to approach a few days ago, but she wasn’t interested. Not that anything was wrong with him, just that she wasn’t interested in dating anyone, let alone someone from the base. But this new guy, the dark-skinned fine brother, caught her eye and she wanted to know. Perhaps the alcohol had indeed opened us both into the world of telling it like it is thing. For she had certainly done just that before helping me up and taking me where I was then.As I lay there on her bed she went to a drawer and rummaged through it then brought out a tiny bag and came back over and sat down right beside me.Then she turned to me and leaned over to be face to face with me nearly sitting her head on her hand as she lay back and began to tell me things.She was telling me that I.