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Ripped muscle-girl in a thong bikini pumps incredibly heavy-iron. A lucky guy helps out. One Hot Day By: Nick@vuniwai.net I. Introduction It was a scorcher of a day in July, and the radio said it would reach 110 by noon. It was only my third time working out at the gym, but this time I happened to get in at the god-forsaken hour of 5:00am. The reason I was there that early is a long story, but the upshot is that I was there to see what I did. I could hardly believe my eyes, and at first I thought I was hallucinating. She was about five-foot eight inches tall and she looked like she was carved from solid rock. Her conditioning bordered on the obscene, and it took me a few seconds to realize I had been holding my breath. She had on a one-piece outfit whose one piece could have comfortably fit in a thimble. It started with a very tiny thong-type bottom which in the front turned into two thin lines of material that stretched to her breasts. The actual patch of