Imma true Gym Rat; just scurrying through the back hallways,.. (OnlyFans)

Imma true Gym Rat; just scurrying through the back hallways, dragging a giant slice of 🍕 pizza. 
I love the gym! The one I go to is located inside the local Jewish Community Center and you can be anyone to join so SIGNED ME UP. 
Every workout begins at home, when I slip on my no-lace hot pink shoes and grab my hot pink gym bag (pictured) then it’s off to score. 
I spend AT LEAST 20 minutes warming up by roaming the weight room asking “cum here ever?” And “Hey, wanna cum here ever?” Then I yell at the people in my way “Daryl we all know you cum here every day you work here now scram!” 
After the weight room is hot and ready I head out to the pool to slip off the top half of my bikini and mentally rehearse my indignant “THIS IS RIDICULOUS NONE OF THE MEN ARE WEARING SHIRTS” speech that I’ve prepared in my head ever since I grew tits. I hate DISCRIMINATION dont you? 😵‍💫
Now if you aren’t from the Bay Area California you won’t know what a workout it is baking your body in the 80 degree breezy not heat BUTT IT IS SOOOO HARD I JUST WANNA FUCK IT butt I stick it out and take breaks from bumping and grinding to my stripper music from the palm tree decorated lawn chair I drag over to be on the lawn, to encourage my boyfriend doing his million laps in the pool “good job honey; you’ve gone…totally nowhere.” 
Normally, when he’s done inspecting the pool very carefully for 2 hours, we both head back to the showers. If you’ve seen my shower on my VIP page, it’s from 1920 and to put it nicely: IT SUCKS. meanwhile the showers at the Gym are hotel spa resort level fancy which has me screaming YESSSS OF COURSE I WANT IT when my BF asks if I want to go to the gym. 
But sometimes, I need to work out some of my dainty aggression and I do so by grabbing a wall ball and slamming the fucking shit out of it on the ground while I yell at all my fucking enemies “fuck you cheryl *whack;” “this is your face PJ *thud;” god damed cunt kara *boom.” (names have not been changed you know who you are Paul and Diana. Fucking cunt bitches). 
Thank god there is a cafeteria because after all the lesbians have eyeball stroked my entire body up and down and I’ve caught the last quarter of the game on the big screen in the lobby, mama is STARVING for a TUNA MELT and a COKE *way healthier than cocaine so fuck off haters* and A CHOCOLATE CHIP 🍪 that they make right there smelling up the entire spa part of the gym. 
Before we finally leave to go over to the Starbucks next door, I take in as many “oh look at her the cutest outfit AS USUAL” compliments as I can collect, beaming while my BF rolls his eyes even though *you know it’s true CJ; you KNOW it’s true.* 
I honestly don’t understand why people have such a difficult time going to the gym. I can knock out the gym and tanning in one trip and my BF can do the laundry so how is this so hard? *thats what he said when I walked by* 💋