Another set of 30. The pump energizes her. Veins
popping from her flesh along the length of her arm,
flexing as hard as she can she admires the outlines of
corded muscle and smiles. A growl rises deep inside
her, the low rumble of her voice magnified as it flows
through the chamber of her cavernous chest. One
hand moves sensuously over her dense striated
shoulders, the muscles of her arm dancing in a watery
ripple as long fingers caress her pecs then slide back
to her delts and tighten on her peaked biceps, now
swollen another half inch.

"Hard as a hundred year oak," she thinks as the smile
takes on a frightful gleam of confidence and
satisfaction. "I'm ready," she thought " and I need
release!" A dangerous untamed beast, she was
spoiling for a fight, and she was determined to find
one."

She launched herself at the heavy bag, sending it flying
across the room, its side split open from the force of
her kick. Her long dark locks bounced with sinister
force as she stalked out.

What do you do now?

	Grab the keys to the Mustang
	Take a walk in the park

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