Which is exactly what happened. Picture me trying to walk in a ladylike fashion: LBD, heels, the whole shebang, looking (or so I thought) very respe...table as I walked into the lobby (... and bless I was met from the car by ‘Durexcell’ so didn’t even have to hoover awkwardly in reception). All sounds simple doesn’t it? wrong! As I walk past what can only be described as an old lady (who I might add was already eyeing me suspiciously) my stockings decided to slide down flashing her a bit of. Inside were their gym bags which carried their workout clothes. She grabbed the bags before we headed inside to break a sweat.Samantha gave me a brief tour of the club. I heard the background music come on as we finished up the guided tour. Samantha asked if I had any questions. I didn't so we went our separate ways to do our workouts. Both Marion and Samantha warmed up on ellipticals. I started on a treadmill next to Samantha.We warmed up for about ten minutes then they went about their. His teeth matched the white of his pocket square. He seemed cocky, so I had to check him. “That’s funny?” I lifted my right eyebrow. “I thought so,” he confessed with a flushed face. “Far from.” “No sense of humor...okay. My apologies, Cinnamon.” “What’s your name? No, wait. Don’t tell me. I really don’t want to know,” another lie. “I’ve seen you before.” “Yes, I’ve seen you too.” “You are a beautiful woman.” “Do you know why the trains were delayed?” This was my effort to change the subject.. ..”“He was the one all the other boys picked on because they thought he was a pansy.”“Yeah,” Janet agreed. “He wasn’t gay. He was artistic and sensitive -- a little shy, actually. A very sweet boy. I guess that makes him a pansy in a jock’s eyes.”“I went through the same sort of thing,” Eva replied. “Of course I was a good girl -- not into drinking. I liked the sensitive guys, too. I still don’t understand what I saw in Rob, ‘cuz he’s not like that at all.”“Well, anyway, I realized I liked.