I Surrender
She makes him happily accept her superiority
I was working out at the health club when I saw her. I was on the treadmill, getting my aerobics, and she was pumping iron. Her arms were spectacular. I thought she looked about thirty, was slim and trim, and somewhat pretty. Her jet black hair was tied in a knot on the back her head. She was wearing baggy sweat pants, so it was impossible to tell what her legs and butt looked like. But it seemed likely that her legs woul...