Mag Pie is getting in a workout in the fitness room of her apartment building. The gym's only other occupant is getting his panties in a twist. Maggie is on every machine he wishes to use. At first, she tries to be friendly and attempts to make the handsome stranger smile. "I'm short, you might have to adjust it."

With a face of stone, Savage gets angrier every time he has to wait for Mag Pie to finish a set. "No reason to get salty!" She waits a moment to see if he's mad enough to snap. Met with silence, she continues her workout.

All of a sudden, this passive-aggressive ...

Mag Pie is getting in a workout in the fitness room of her apartment building. The gym's only other occupant is getting his panties in a twist. Maggie is on every machine he wishes to use. At first, she tries to be friendly and attempts to make the handsome stranger smile. "I'm short, you might have to adjust it."

With a face of stone, Savage gets angrier every time he has to wait for Mag Pie to finish a set. "No reason to get salty!" She waits a moment to see if he's mad enough to snap. Met with silence, she continues her workout.

All of a sudden, this passive-aggressive meat-head starts talking . "What the fuck? Seriously, looks like you're here on a date!" Unable to get a rise out of Mag, she calmy states, "You see I'm working out, right?" Unenthusiastic to back down, these two gym rats argue for another minute before Maggie challenges Savage to a wrestling match. Savage is taken aback, but game to fight. "You think you can handle me? I will destroy you! Mr. Tough Guy, let's go!"

Knowing how to emasculate him, Mag responds, "I'm not a guy, I don't have balls... do you?"

"Oh wow, you really wanna see?"

Who will win this grudge match and have their sore, swollen muscles massaged by the loser???

Stay tuned for Part 2 and 3!