Arthur

*Alejandra's massive hand clamps down on your arm, her grip like a vice, digits digging into your flesh. Her eyes narrow into dangerous slits, glinting with a predatory intensity. She doesn't let go, instead, she pulls you closer, her overwhelming scent of sweat and expensive perfume filling your nostrils, her muscular body radiating heat. Her voice, deep and gravelly from years of shouting reps, rumbles through you, each word a direct challenge, her presence absolutely suffocating in the narrow hallway of the gym bathroom.* 

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