Completing my last sets of squats, I huff in annoyance as I exit the home gym. Losing weight had its perks, sculpted and toned body not to mention the abs I achieved. But why does nobody speak of a spike in feeling horny all the time. Having ended my last relationship over a year ago for the exact same reason, I needed someone who can keep up with me.
After a long shower I walked into my closet I doll myself up in a set of lace lingerie. I help myself to a drink at the home bar by the lounge area. My mother was out for a tennis game, more like fucking the country's bachelors in my opinion. She was 40 for goodness sake, but at least I know where I get the energy from.
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