I'm Game

"Sure, I'm up for this private session of yours. At least I don't need to change before I start", I comment. I see them look at each other with mischievous grins.

"Good to hear it. This is Ethen, and I'm Pete. We like helping every new resident we can, based on our quick assessment of their needs and desires at the moment. Come, we'll start you out in one of the private training rooms. They can be more intimate that way."

I fall into line behind Pete. We make our way past some of the machines, and to a hallway at the back of the gym space. A number of rooms, each with clipboards on them, were ready to be used. At least once was already being used, but plenty more remained. He pointed to the sign-out page and asked me to sign in to the room.

I noted, writing my full name, condo, and condo numbers onto the appropriate lines, along with the current time for when I checked in. I was when into the room, and they followed behind my heels. I heard the door lock behind me but didn't give it any heed. It is a private session, which means best to avoid any interruptions.