Nutritious Food

In the spacious gym, aside from all the fitness equipment, there was a sturdy pole... George unconsciously gulped and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you doing a pole dance?" Sigrid pursed her lips. "Yes, but... I'm not very good at it. I'll give it my best, though." When she'd learned this in school, she'd felt embarrassed and hadn't been able to really pick it up. She'd only managed to pick up some of it under Rachel's intensive training. It'd been a while since she'd last done this. She hoped everything went smoothly and that she wouldn't make a fool out of herself in front of George. George nodded. He felt that she didn't really need much skill for this. Even if she just twisted and turned a little, he'd give up his life for her! Sigrid didn't know what was going on in George's mind. She dragged George closer to the pole and said, "Hold on a second. Let me put on some music." George lowered his head and saw that although her makeup was very glamorous, her behavior was the same as alw