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She gestured toward a huge, heavily-muscled man performing hammer curls in a corner. "Him, not you. That's the guy I want. He benches my PR for reps. I'm not into guys that can't bench my rep weight."
Doubt filled my mind and I should have just left, but she had an idea. "Tell you what. Me and Megan were just repping 135 here. If you lift it once, you may buy me dinner at a place of my choosing. If you fail to lift it, you've wasted my time and I don't put up with that. You fail, and I give you a big spanking right here, and you are my servant for the week."
If you've never been spanked by a muscle woman in front of a lot of muscular people, let me assure you it's not as much fun as it sounds.
