Leilani “I have gone over the fitness program you are required to strictly follow for the next couple of months before the photoshoots begin, and I know you'll kill this shit.” My fitness trainer, Shaina, said to me, placing her hands on her tight hips. A grey spandex tank top covered her shoulders to her breasts, flaunting her tan and toned abdominal muscles. Her entire body was ripped, fit and athletic, with her jet-black hair pulled into a ponytail. “So, Leilani, did you follow the hydration and dietary power boost schedule I sent you earlier?” She gave me a smile, easily rolling one of her shoulders. “Yeah, I did.” I replied, returning the smile. “Hell yeah, that’s what I like.” She nodded. “So, before now, how active were you?” I leaned my elbows down on my knees, where I was se