At the gym I used to go to was a guy who frequented the place...he had been, recently then, Mr Tennessee. What a monster. My first confrontation with him was when I was walking be the counter where a lady assistant was doling out stuff related to the gym...I don't know what her title was. Anyway I walk on by behind Mr.TN and bump against hard enough that I moved him a little him when I went by...look out there, Tiny, I said making sure he saw I was smiling really big when he looked at me. The girl behind the counter laughed and he cracked a grin. I got to know him fairly well over time and learned the girl was his wife.

She was built up and looked pretty damned good. She may have won Mrs. Tennessee or maybe she was just a finalist...I can't remember but she was buffed up pretty good. I wouldn't have hesitated to do the horizontal bop with her in my younger unmarried days . She wasn't built up so bad that she looked freaky.

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