After doing 4 reps, he couldn't concentrate. Nothing felt right but... this had always been his usual routine why wouldn't it feel right. After lifting a 44lbs barbell, Alfredo sat it down. Sweating like a pig, his black nike shorts that ended right above his knees and creased into his v-line. His abs stood defined with each line cutting through his skin. His jet black hair stuck to his forehead with sweat.The Ritz Carlton Hotel gym was somewhat empty, Alfredo wondered why? He could use some company perhaps it would take his thoughts of her... the girl. Alfredo hoped he would have caught some woman's attention in the gym, he...