Chapter 161

Harley let off a buzz from her horn and he pulled up. Sending corn flying everywhere.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Wake up, maggot. It's O six hundred hours! Time for your drill, no excuses." She said marching with shades and fatigues on.

"You're having so much fun aren't you?"

"Of course I am. I am your personal trainer and I am here to make sure to keep you in ship shape for your punter position."

"It's blocker."

"Whatever." She countered blowing on her whistle.

Speaking of drills. "Where are my cigarettes?" He felt at the lockers.

"I disposed of them until later. You drool in your sleep."

"Well you hog...a lot."

"I don't want your slobber on my skin, maggot. I have a skin care routine to keep up with. You're disgusting."

"If you keep up with the hogging and I might as well die of hypothermia." He said getting rid of the dirt.

She approached him. "If you have a problem with me then you can sleep on the floor! You can catch a cold faster that way. Get up!"

He did pull ups with his arms

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