I just finished a set of shrugs at the Gold's gym in Scottsdale. It was mid afternoon and the gym was fairly empty except for the few regulars that I see on a daily basis. From the corner of my eye I see Larry walk up to me. Larry was five foot eight inches, had tattoo sleeves on both his arms and was a fairly lean guy, I think he weighed around one hundred and forty five pounds. I have known Larry since I joined the gym about three years ago. As he is walking up to me, he takes his headphones out so I knew he was about to say something.
"Hey Ali, do your nipples ever get really sensitive?"
"What?"
"Do they ever like hurt when you work out? Mine are killing me."
"Maybe it's menopause. You experiencing any hot flashes?"
"No man, this is the first time I've had this."
Now I have known Larry long enough where he would be able to ask me this type of question, however I never would've of expected it. He continued his workout and finished his set.
The gym is a very awkward place for guys. Most guys feel so secure in there that they are not afraid to reveal any kind of information regardless of how well they know you. There were countless times I would have to sit and listen to guys brag about all their sex stories literally ten minutes after I met them. One instance involved an underage girl. Yea some of things guys say to each other are pretty disgusting. I can almost guarantee if a girlfriend was to hear some of things coming out of their boyfriends mouth in the gym, they would be in for a long talk.
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I liked the beginning of your story. You guided the reader into the setting, the mood, and so forth. It got a little confusing, however, after the whole "nipple" talk (ha ha -- that part made me laugh). It seemed like you went from talking about one topic and jumped ship to another. Other than that, and a couple spelling errors towards the very end of the story, I enjoyed it. Good job.
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