"Ugh, what the hell," Troian yelled out as she checked thee time on her phone.
It was three o'clock in an early November morning as the slender star of 'Pretty Little Liars' lay in her bed. It had been about three hours since she threw on her long black t-shirt after a shower and lay down in her big bed. She had been dead tired since the minute she woke up the morning before and was looking forward to some much-needed rest. Unfortunately, her mind had other plans.
Troian shut her eyes and tried sleep but had no success. She tossed and turned for an hour, trying to find her best comfort spot and again failing. She readjusted her pillow, she switched blankets and even pulled the shirt off of her body and tried to sleep in the buff but nothing was working.
As the clock struck three, Troian sat up and angrily tossed her blankets aside. Standing up, she turned the light on and went into her closet. She swam through the rows of clothes that the fashionable actress had amassed over the years. She tossed a tight red tank top out on to the ground outside the closet. A black sports bra, black cotton panties and black yoga pants followed out.
Troian walked out, tying her flowing chestnut hair into a ponytail. She quickly slipped on the sports bra which held her tiny a-cup breasts tightly. Slipping on her panties, yoga pants and tank top, she was ready for a late night workout. As she exited her room, she stopped at a closet and retrieved her sneakers, workout bag and yoga mat. She quickly ran downstairs, grabbed her keys and left her Hollywood home.
Since it was so late at night or, more accurately, early in the morning, there was no traffic for Troian to maneuver through on her way to her regular gym in her shiny red sports car. She knew that the gym was on a twenty-four hour schedule so there was no worry about driving to an empty building. As she pulled into the parking lot, she let out a deep yawn.
"Oh fuck you," she cursed at herself.
Troian got out of her car and grabbed her bag and mat before jogging to the door. As she walked in, she noticed that there was no one waiting at the front desk. Since she usually came to the gym during the day, she figured that it was just normal for the overnight hours and walked through. Never before had she seen the usually-bustling fitness center so empty. There was not a soul in sight as she made it to the designated yoga area.
After she lay her soft, black mat on the ground, Troian sat down cross-legged and took a deep breath. She cleared her thoughts and put herself on an island in her mind. Slowly, she started to stretch her muscles and begin her usual routine. For a good ten minutes, she was in her own world and feeling the full physical benefits.
Even though the gym was almost completely silent, the brunette actress was too focused on her yoga to realize that an employee had been standing a few feet away watching her do her routine. After a few seconds, the man finally decided to make himself known.
"How goes the workout?" he said as she was in mid-position.
"Fuck," she said as the surprise caused her to fall down.
"Damn, I'm sorry," he said as he extended a hand.
"It's fine, I just wasn't expecting it," she said as she rolled onto her back and looked up at the man. She smiled as their eyes met and she grabbed his hand. "I'm Troian," she said as he pulled her up.
"I'm Max," he responded as she made it to her feet.
"How long were you standing behind me," she said as her brown eyes remained locked to his bright blue ones.
"This is going to sound creepy but about five minutes," Max said with a nervous chuckle.
"Pervert!" she yelled as she held her hand back, ready to slap him. He flinched before she dropped her hand and started laughing. "Just kidding!"
Troian looked his body up and down before getting back on the mat and crossing her legs. She went through her routine again while Max looked on. She slipped into a downward-facing dog pose, pointing her round ass at the focused instructor. He noticed that her legs were not straightened properly.
"Let me help you with that," he said as he moved next to her.
Max stood behind her and leaned on to her lower body. Troian straightened her legs to support his weight and looked back at him.
"Enjoying yourself?" she asked as he bent forward and pushed down on her back, straightening it as well.
"You weren't straightening yourself, I had to fix that,' he said as his body draped over hers.
"That wasn't what I was talking about," she said as she gently wiggled her ass against the large bulge in his shorts.