“You need to do yer’ stretches, ma’am.”

Maddie’s currently helping you work your hips loose, easing your thigh back against your taut abdomen with gentle nudges. You’d asked her to help you workout, and she happily agreed.

With getting older and all, you can’t really move around like you used to. And, not wanting to live up to your friend’s relentless teasing, you decided to catch this in the earlier stages.

“Yer’ muscles are really tight.” she says, trying not to get caught as she stares at your body. And gods, you are fine for a middle age woman. You don’t look a day over thirty, if she’s being honest with herself—

What is she even thinking? Flattery will get her nowhere. Cut it out!

“How long has it been since you’ve gone to a gym? N-not that it’s important, I was just wondering.”