Go find another machine

I decide it would be best to go work out my thighs instead. I settled down into a machine facing away from that black menace.

I closed my eyes and began stretching my thighs in and out against the weight of the machine. I was picturing what it would it would be like to watch the office hottie do this excerisze.

I practically spit when I opened my eyes. That giant black man was now firecrly across from me. Watching me do this embarrassing excersize.

I wanted to speak but I was too scared. I sat quietly praying he would leave.

“Do you know how many white woman have spread that way for me?”

I was dumbfounded by his question. Did he really just ask that?

“Well white boi? How many?” His voice was deep and commanding. I am too scared. My legs have gone tense and the weight of the machine is holding my legs spread. I quietly whisper.

“All of them..”