Red Cashmere
Lana's long-time crush at the gym, Alison, makes a move on her.
“Jesus…” I couldn’t help but to mutter. No matter how many times I saw her at the gym, I simply couldn’t believe it. I mean I worked out too, but she was different, built like a fucking Greek god. Her veins looked like they were about to pop as she pulled the lat pulldown. I had thought about asking her out or something but never could work up the courage; to be honest, she was intimidating. Taller than me, way more muscu...