Note: Sorry because of my grammar! English is not my native language, so please be understanding because of the faults! Thanks!
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There wasn't too much people in the gym. It was Saturday morning, so the most of the people were in their bed yet, to rest after the huge parties of Friday.
But I wasn't one of them. Although I never lost a good party, and there were times, when I danced till dawn in one of the party places of the city, and then I went home with the first bus in the morning with pain in my legs because of the high hills.
But after these kind of nights I didn't like to sleep so much. I don't know why, but I used to get up all days when the sun appeared on the horizon. It was no matter, when I arrived home in the previous night. Of course it was an other story, when I could lay in my bed with a muscular body in the first lights of the Sun. In this case, I could lay there till noon, and during that, I explored the beautiful body with my hands again and again.
But at the time of this story, I hadn't got anyone, so I couldn't have any excuse to stay in bed.
Because of the thought, I have to go to the gym, it seemed to be a better idea to pull the blanket to my head, despite of the previous things, to hide myself from the sunshine.
But the world "have to" is not the best in this situation. It wasn't required, but, despite of the fact, how much I hated it, sometimes I felt, in the earliest opportunity I must to go to train myself. But when the opportunity came, I was too weak for it.
In the first end of balance between the worlds "to go" and "not to go" there was the fact, during the train I could just thinking about that, when will be the end of the time that I set for myself and when could I finish it. And because of this, the time was felt to be stopped and the pain in my muscles was even bigger and bigger. That was the last thing, when I arrived home and I couldn't move my body without the hell of pain.
But on the other hand of the balance there were the beauty and the health, which were always very important to me. I wasn't fat. What's more, almost everyone said that, I have got perfect body. At my work most of the times the guys turned their head after me... And, of course, sometimes some girls looked at my body too. I never had got any problem with lesbians, but I couldn't imagine myself to have sex with another girl. Despite of that it was a good feeling, when I felt the look of a woman on my body.
In these situations I imagined, what day see. There was a medium high, athletic physique girl there with long legs, shoulder length blonde hair. She was 21 and she always smiled. That was me. And when I imagined that picture in the point of view of the other people, I was very proud of myself.
But I obsessively afraid to loose my beautiful outlook, so I forced myself to eat healthy food and to train, at the price of that too, sometimes it would be better to eat hamburger. And in each time when I arrived home with hell of pain in my body, I swore to myself, I won't do it again.
But now I was happy, because, despite of these receiving, I was there in the gym. I was happy yet, and I didn't care what will be later.
I put my iPod to my ears, pushed the button "Play", listened my favorite music and sat to the end of the gym in front of the mirror to the leg amplifier machine.
I forced myself not to look to the clock. I didn't calculate, how many times had I pushed my thighs open to lift the weights up. I just concentrated to the music and stared myself on the mirror. I thought just that, what other people see when they stare at me. My black leggings stretched to my legs as the perfect continuing of my thigh tank top that showed perfectly my body. As I stared myself on the mirror, I thought that, next time at my work admirers will see the same view. And when I thought that, it made me strong to continue and not to think about the pain.
Suddenly another girl sat down to the other machine in front of me. I looked to her just from the corner of my eye. I didn't deal with her so much. She was around same old as I, perhaps some years younger than me. Her long blonde hair was in a long ponytail and her body was slim. She wore stretch running shorts with branded trainers and pink tank top. It took only a minute for her to find a comfortable seat on the machine and start to train. I didn't deal with her any more, just listened the music in my ears and stared myself on the mirror.
Just some minutes later I got to feel her look on my skin. I shivered and despite of the fact, my skin was full of sweat till that time, I began to shake.
I didn't want her to notice it. In the first time I decided to hide that, I noticed her. Maybe it wasn't me whom she was staring. Maybe there is somebody more interesting behind me, a cute guy, or something.
But this was just fantasy. I knew just I could be the one whom she is staring at. When I sat down to my machine, there were just a couple in their forties on the stationary bike in front of us in the corner, a guy in his late twenties on the treadmill next to the wall and a woman in her thirties with the weights in the gym.
Obviously the couple wasn't whom she interested in. I didn't think so it could be the woman in her thirties. And the guy was behind her, so he couldn't be the one too. And there could be nobody who came after me. I had to notice everybody. So it was sure, there is nobody behind me. The only one whom she could stare was I.
She wasn't intrusive. She didn't stare me indecently. She just looked at me rigidly and persistently. Somebody else could thought that she is just seeing the nothing and didn't see anything in front of me, just concentrate to the music in her ears.
But I felt on my skin, she was staring at me. Everybody feel if somebody is staring her. It was such as two warm spot on me burning my skin.
For a long time I tried to ignore her, but then I couldn't do anything else just look to her eyes. My heart suddenly hit a huge. I just noticed she is gorgeous.
I was right. She should be one or two years younger than me, but her face was like a little girl's, but, despite of that, very very attractive. She was look alike as a graduate at high school, who goes to gym in Saturday after the huge parties too, to dazzle the guys in her class with her perfect muscular body and prepare herself for the first year in the university. She could get very much compliment with this body and maybe some invitation to the rooms of the guys of the college.
