Mr. Ryan
"I can't believe you woke me up at five on a Saturday."
I looked at his face. He was sitting next to me, wearing a dark blue tracksuit.
"Get up and take a hot shower."
"You're crazy. It's December; it must be freezing outside."
"Come on, baby, it's just a little exercise."
"I go to the gym three times a week. Thanks, Mr. Ryan."
"I know, and I love the results," he said, sliding his hand over my ass.
"I have a better idea. You can go back to bed."
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