Prelude : Mr six pack
It’s lunchtime so I’m heading out of the office to get some rays. I catch the lift just in time to get in with some of my female colleagues. Now I don’t know if it’s my cologne but one of them is definitely giving me that look. It seems as though once again my cover as a regular guy is blown. They let it be known that the ladies in the office call me "Mr Six Pack", and it sounds as though they want a demonstration of my powers. But forget them, I want to tell
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