People, I can understand where our young friend Johnny comes from. I myself once battled with the hypnotic bounce of a woman’s derrière while exercising at my old gym and I can tell you people the consequences were frightful! Having an increased desire for my wife outside of our prescribed 4-times-a-year calendar became almost unbearable and I had to look at other options for my daily exercise regime. Fortunately I found a local male-exclusive gym, where I have been received companionably by the fraternal membership. After discussing my horrors at the previous gym, they were at first concerned that I may have issue with their regular clientele, but I have assured them that the male buttocks is fine with me. What a blessing it has been to find this place, even outside the classes, I and the members get on companionably; especially in the showers, where some of the guys are nice enough to wash my back for me (a hard to reach place I assure you) and give me a much earned massage to boot. I have signed on for a full year and can see this becoming a lifetime thing. The best thing is, no women! The wife is equally encouraged by my new discovery and has given it her full approval. So my advice to young Johnny is to get out of these sinful dens you people seem to frequent, and join a same-sex establishment such as I have.
