User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-25808351-20170424001125/@comment-25808351-20170425004719

"Yup." Marcus answers flatly as he returns to his chair and eases himself back into the seat. "Fuckin, Sam and Cynd were relentless last night. I'm exhausted Doc. I've partaken in some of the most insane workouts and training regimens imaginable, but nothing could have ever prepared me for this duo! I'm sore, exhausted, my leg's stiff, my back hurts and looks like a cat's scratching post." Marcus slouches in his seat and grumbles.

His leather coat rides up his back the deeper he slouches into the seat, until the collar of the coat is over top his head. "No man was meant to endure such rigorous nooky." He sips his drink.