Tara's Gym

It doesn't take long, not as long one expect riding a souped up golf cart, but they finally reached a building. It's a little out of the way place that seem almost broken down and beaten.

Both women get out of the car as you have a blanket around you, to cover up your naked body while the desert heat beats down your head.

"What is this place?" You asked as Tara opens the door for you.

"It's my gym."

You look around and see a place while, nothing fancy, has it own New York charm to it, with a ring and punching bags and training equipment around the building.

"I got it after what happened to me and Amazon figured I need something put my focus on. Ann comes here to train and get away from the crowd and It helps distract me from the nightmares."

"Wow.." You then think what Tara just said, "Wait…what?"

"Never mind her." Ann says as she sits on the edge of the ring, "What we are going to do about you. Because people may think I am a quote,"good-heard person" end quote." She says while making quotation marks with her fingers, "But I don't do free loaders. So what are we going to do with you?"

Tara smiles, "I think I might have an idea."