The memory of her hands at your neck, are still haunting you. Distantly, you hear a voice "You need to walk a mile..." her strong Asian accent, and dry rasping voice fire you up for another argument.
Eyes snapping back open, you look around more in confusion than anything. You're somewhere else entirely, it looks like a gym, or a fitness centre. How long were you unconscious for? How the hell did that old woman manhandle you here? Where are you?
The questions flood over one another, before you can answer them. Across from you, is a petite Asian chick. She can't be a regular with those skinny arms, or that fat arse. But your eyes meet, and you decide to front it out.
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