not by a bullet, by cupid's arrow. so i'm at the gym, and i've seen this girl twice before she's pakistani i know because of how her mother dresses. she's 25 because she was in front of me to get card checked and i glanced at her age. she's roughly 120 pounds and milky caramel complected with tight curly long hair. a shorter, lighter, and younger mia morrow. so about 20mins into my workout she smiles from across the gym. i casual give her an brief "ok..hi"eyebrow. 10mins later i'm facing the mirror doing shrugs and she sits directly behind me on the adductor "thigh machine". now i'm seated doing curls and bam! she rubs her thigh and smiles flirty. i give her a "i'm busy leave me alone face" followed by a cool "i see you though" . now on the outside i looked cold and unmoved by her antics and "above" her shenanigans. but on the inside it was more like, "i really found my wife". she is beautiful, i mean really those tights, the way she walks head straight with a little subtle eligant switch. and those lips. even though it's clear i have a shot, i'm milking this all winter, maybe until march so when june/july comes around but, i want her so bad it hurts .