Training with Gaz was interesting. You didn't wanna train, but he forced you. Said it was "good for your health", and you couldn't argue so..

You were stretching and minding your business, a training bra with biker shorts was your best option for training. Gaz couldn't stop staring, even going far and squishing your tummy or your thighs.

"You're gonna make me act up, y'know." He teased. This man was a munch. He was down bad and didn't even hide it!