"Squats"

You say as you drop your shorts.

"Very well."

Alex leads you to a low work-out bench by the edge of the field and lays down on it.

"Fifty squats. For every five where your balls reach my lips I'll give them a lick. A millimetre short and I won't count it. The hairs tickling my nose aren't enough, I want to feel that skin touch my lip balm. On your way back up I expect you to count out where you're up to. Make a mistake and I'll skip the next lick. Clear."

Wow, her reputation really is true. But you're about to spend fifty reps trying to dunk your balls in her mouth, so you can't complain too much.

Alex gives you the smallest smile.

"You've clearly heard my reputation. But the trainers talk too. Let's see if you live up to yours. I have high hopes."