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The gym we go to in the mornings is never very busy, some random people and some regulars. The regulars are older, 40+, and are friendly. Today I went after dropping ernie off at work and they asked where he was - my "partner".
There is a type of nj guy I've come to appreciate, friendly, good natured, smiles easily, that boisterous nj accent. Sometimes they call each other, and you, "babe" which is so sweet it drives me crazy.
One of my faves was here this morning, beefy Italian guy probably late 20s with one of those thick-lipped mouths that curls up at the corners when he smiles, with the slightest hint of buck teeth, like a hot fuckable chipmonk.
I thought he had changed something recently like a shorter haircut when I see that it's not the guy I thought, it is his twin.
Omfg. Then we start talking weights. Form.
I am so horny now.
There is a type of nj guy I've come to appreciate, friendly, good natured, smiles easily, that boisterous nj accent. Sometimes they call each other, and you, "babe" which is so sweet it drives me crazy.
One of my faves was here this morning, beefy Italian guy probably late 20s with one of those thick-lipped mouths that curls up at the corners when he smiles, with the slightest hint of buck teeth, like a hot fuckable chipmonk.
I thought he had changed something recently like a shorter haircut when I see that it's not the guy I thought, it is his twin.
Omfg. Then we start talking weights. Form.
I am so horny now.
