no, it's too risky

{if GM==1}Feeling that it would be unnecessary to risk being shot at, I take a step forward, then another step, until I'm dashing down the stairs.

As I round the corner, I glance slightly towards the woman and take in all I could see at that instant: She was slightly taller than Julia; She had on a long thigh-length khaki hoodie and a black face mask; She had piercing brown eyes; She had light brown hair spilling out of her hood; She also had knee-length boots; And whether she had a pair of shorts on, or was just in her undies, I could not tell-- the hoodie was long enough to cover those details.

I quickly duck towards safety as a slug ricocheted off the wall behind me when the woman realized I had glanced at her. Despite the gravity of the situation, the thought of a woman in her undies taking pot shots at me sends my cock to attention.

So this is what they say about the fear hormone and the sex hormone eliciting the same response? Or was it the feeling of fear providing a deeper sexual stimulus? I inhale deeply in an attempt to contain the fear-triggered excitement as I walk towards Julia.

Her face is showing some concern. "What was that all about?"

"Maybe it was the cat I saw at the second floor."

"It didn't sound like a cat. It was more like someone shooting at you!"

"What?" I hastily try to think up of a plausible excuse. "Probably the door I touched."

"A door wouldn't make such a sound."

"Usually no, but the door I touched was unhinged and when I pushed it open, it fell out-- hitting the adjacent wall and splattering broken pieces of concrete all around. I had to dash down to avoid getting hit!"

"See, I said it was useless."

I nod in relief. "You're right. They really should demolish that building."

Julia was now calmer. "Let's forget that and proceed to the gym. There's someone I want to introduce you to."

"So you've planned this all along, Sis?" I say, shaking my head. "I'm not ready for a ..."

"Oh little Bro," she says, as we approach a two-storey building. "My plan was just to beef up your body-- and you need a coach for that. It's not what you're thinking."

"I could just download videos and follow them instead of spending ..."

"Who said anything about spending. She's a friend, and she said she'd be willing to coach you for free-- and you can use my subscription to the gym. I don't really need it."

I follow Julia as we enter a sliding door. The place was lined with fitness equipment. A couple of men and women were already busy doing their routines.

A slightly tanned woman in a white-and-black sports bra and gray yoga shorts approaches Julia from a counter located across the room. Her muscles are more pronounced than Julia's and her face appears slightly older. They hug briefly before Julia turns to me and says to the woman, "April, this is my brother John." Looking at me, she says, "April owns the place and she will be your coach!"

I extend my hand and April grasps it firmly. "Nice to meet you, coach," I say shyly.

"Oh, he's cute." April says to Julia as she gives me a slight peck on the cheek. "April will do," she whispers.

I blush as my cock starts to harden again. It appears that April notices it as she momentarily stares at my groin before giving me a sly wink.

"When do you intend to start?" April asks, as she smiles at me knowingly.

I am momentarily at a loss of words.

{elseif@ GM==0}Please turn on GAME MODE.{endif}