As you look around, you see some in more typical gym attire - sports bra, boy shorts, yoga pants. But they're in the minority. Most are topless, or nu...e.And such bodies you see. There's a thick, stocky woman performing squats in a power cage by herself, with her back to you. The bar's loaded up with big plates - two 45-lb plates on each side. She's performing slow, controlled reps, going down deep, pausing at the bottom for a second or two each time, and grunting as she straightens up. Let's just say...my pussy. I immediately grabbed it, instinctively and without thought, with my clit between my fingers. I guess hearing her sigh like that turned me on, and the sound of her peeing just made me think of her in other ways that confused me. I was gently squeezing my fingers together and tightening my grip. Oh my gosh, I have to stop! I thought. This is so...dirty!She sighed again, and my hand twitched. My middle finger went straight inside of me, and I moaned a little. . Alicia looked at the older man in a white lab coat. She assumed he washer doctor. He looked down at Alicia with that look of great concern."And who are you," Alicia enquired toward the man. "I am doctor Donner. There will be officers here in a few minutes to askyou a few questions. "She looked frightened, "Police, why did you call them?"She shrank back at the look on his face, as if she asked the stupidestquestion in the world. " Lets think about that for a second, why would I call the police,. “What’s that?” I asked.“Promise me that you won’t leave again,” she said. “If we are going to get involved again, you have to promise me you won’t leave me this time.”This got my attention, and I sat up a bit. “What? What do you mean, Rosa?" Tommy, there’s a lot you don’t know about what went on after you left. I don’t want to go into details right now, but suffice it to say that your leaving really affected me. You had shown me that I was worthy of being loved, that I was deserving of love..