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"Geez girl, relax. Why do you keep shaking your thighs and tapping your feet?" She asks as she brings her hand to form smooth waves on my chest. "I'm so nervous, it's my first time at the gym", I tell her as I grab her hand in mine and hold unto the only familiar person in this place. We are currently in the reception area of a gym that apparently only admits exclusive members who are either assigned in pairs or groups to their instructors or they have private instructors. "Miss Mia, Miss Liya, it's your turn now", the attendant says as a gay couple who couldn't get over themselves since we had to share this deception area with them comes out of the office. And although I am not on anyway familiar with the LGBT+ community, neither am I interested in them I still find these guys ver