You're my gym crush. Almost every time I go to the gym, I see you there. Which is like 3 times a week. You are so gorgeous. I've even talked to you a couple of times. Well, more like flirted, but I think you found it cute. One day, I see you stretching before you work out. I come over and lean down next to your ear, "I'll help you stretch," You look up at me and bless me with that smile of yours, "there's no way you'd keep it G-rated," I chuckle, "You're right. I wouldn't,"