It was late, almost everyone had left the gym. I was about ready to give up and call it a night, when he walked in, the perfect one. He was muscular but not overblown, like some of the guys who frequent the gym. He had a little bit of fat padding his muscles, not a lot, just enough to smooth them out and round them off. His hair was shaved quite short, he was almost bald. Good, I hated guys with long hair. I watched as he disappeared into the locker room, and came out in workout clothes. After about ten minutes I approached him. I offered to spot him, and he accepted. I could tell he was a bit daunted by my size, many people are. He managed to hide the feelings of intimidation pretty well, but I had become good at spotting them.
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