CJ sauntered into the gym with a patient, passed the bicycles, said hello to the old man next to me, then greeted me too and stole a quick glance at my knee before moving on. The rest of the session he kept moving back and forth from the waiting room to the office with patients. He was wearing a black polo shirt (black slims people!) and perfectly fitted jeans. He might need a few sessions of ab work, but those arms are nigh on perfection! Skinny, but muscly - just the way we like it.
It looked dismal for MJ today. I looked, and looked and hoped and looked again, but no sign of his presence. Perhaps he had the day off. Then something white swished past in the hallway. Ah, yes. A white polo shirt with jeans ornamenting MJ indeed. Twice he walked by. God, his posture is straight!
One thing I don't get: these people are inside from 8am-4pm Monday-Friday. How, where, when do they get that TAN?!
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