Exercise room.

“Let’s head in here, since we are here already.”

“Lead the way,” Celine puts her hand on your bottom and pushes.

“We have treadmills and weights. The treadmills are obviously in front of the TV, so you can watch something while you run.” Vivian gestures to the set up.

“Are you going to run for me?” You ask her.

“So you can watch me bounce and jiggle? Not a chance!” She stops and corrects herself. “At least not without the proper support. We actually aren’t nude *all* the time. Just most of the time. Why don’t *you* run for *us*? Got a lot of weight to work off, don’t ya?”

“I’ll run nude,” Celine offers. “*I* feel like we owe you one after costing you your job. But it’s up to you. And we have two treadmills, if you want to run with me…”

“That’s a good point. I’ll leave it up to you, too. I’m not running nude, though.” Vivian adds.