Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up.
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Los Angeles, California
The work day went by through the blazing heat on the west coast of a typical Monday. A little bit of rain felt like a blessing, but there was sense in asking for a true cold front to blow over. It was just wishful thinking of part of anyone inside the city. Joe found himself back at the gym, pulling the chain to his ceiling fan in his office. He had just returned to the office after a walk around the block, sweating from the heat. For the past two weeks, he found himself bored from the job as he had no real client since the last one had left the gym. Today he would be interviewing a potential new client. All he knew was the name 'Lucy Pinder' was somewhat recognizable to his mind. He wasn't exactly sure why, but he figured soon enough he would discover that reason. A scheduled appointment was on the bill for today after she filed in a registration at the gym a few days ago.
Just a month ago, Joe had landed a dream opportunity with a famous client. A buxom super model signed a contract and he became her trainer. He worked alongside Kate Upton for five total weeks, a time well spent as she prepared for a big modelling shoot in France. Despite having her phone number, Joe didn't spend a lot of time communicating with Kate since she had left. He texted every now and then but it was rare of her to respond. He figured she must have been busy, but that didn't matter. He had a job to tend to and until yesterday, his presence within his own private gym remained lonely.
"Anybody home in there, Joe?"
A talk- back box buzzed on his desk before coming through in loud volumes. The voice on the other end was Cindy down in the hall behind the desk. He held in the button while leaning over to reply through the short microphone.
"Yeah, what's up Cindy?"
"You've got a visitor waiting for you outside."
"Oh yeah? Is it Miss. Pinder?"
"Yes."
"Send her up, I'm ready."
From the hall, the woman on the other side of the desk simply smiled back at the receptionist. Cindy glanced back up and spoke.
"Mr. Murdock will see you now. His office is down the hall, you'll know it from the sign on the door."
"Thank you."
"Just invite yourself in, he's waiting on you."
Lucy smiled back at the receptionist before she began to walk down the hall. Her high heels clicking and clacking over the floor loudly. She wore a white and black striped shirt, hugging over her entire chest while she had a pair of blue jeans on from her bottoms. Her long brown hair hung from her head, softly moving as she made her way into the hall and turned to read the signs on the doors. There was only two offices, she quickly walked towards the one that said 'Murdock'. Reaching for the door knob, Lucy opened it and stepped into the room. The man sat behind his desk wearing a white muscle shirt. He watched her walk in and smile at him.
"Hi there!"
She spoke to him in a strong British accent. Joe nodded at her and reached out to offer his hand. As Lucy extended her arm out, he replied.
"You must be Miss. Pinder, how are you doing today?"
"I'm doing just fine, how about yourself?"
He chuckled a laugh before grinning back to her while she moved to sit in the chair facing him.
"That's one gorgeous accent you've got. Where are you from Lucy?"
"Winchester, England! I just moved out here to L.A. a few months ago."
"I'm sorry, you probably get asked that all the time."
"Oh, no! It's fine!"
With a final laugh, he looked back down at the desk and over her resume sheet. Lucy crossed her legs while sitting in the chair directly across from him. Joe read over the paper while speaking to her.
"So, you're looking for a personal trainer I see."
"Yes I am."
"Would you mind telling me how you discovered Tight 'N Fit? I'm just curious since you left that blank on the resume."
"I saw an ad in the local newspaper."
Joe looked back at her and smiled.
"Oh really? I didn't think anyone read the papers these days."
"Yes, really! I still like to look at it every now and then. Reminds me of living back home."
"Let's go over a few things first about the gym. You'll be offered a contract part time. You can set however long you want to stay. It can be just a week, a month, maybe two months, whenever. Upstairs in this place are private gyms. I have my own. If I become your trainer, it will be just the two of us working together in privacy. You get to choose your exercise routines, the stuff you like to do, the whole works."
"I like the sound of this."
His eyes looked back at her and smiled, just before he finished speaking.
"This is all if you can afford the payments. Here is your contract, Miss. Pinder."
She took a hold of the paper in her hand and then slowly read it all out. While Lucy's eyes wandered over the sentences and paragraphs structuring the contract, Joe just sat back with his hands leaned up over his desk. He cupped his face within his hands, watching her read it out. Lucy looked over the payments, everything ranged for a few grand costing a week and then adding up on the chart. Finally after a minute, she spoke up.
"Alright, this looks fine. I can afford it, that won't be a problem at all."
"How long do you want to train here, Miss. Pinder?"
