Yogilates

She was tiny with big breasts. She wore a tshirt which says Girl Power and they stretched taut across her chest. Her hamstring was the focus of my attention, as was her calves when she demonstrated the frog pose, a fluid act of motion. My thighs burned all the way while she counted to five, I thought of of similar my lungs felt when I came up too long after a dive. We breathed a loud sigh of relief when she dropped to her mat, until she turned to us and said, "Hey what're you guys doing following me? I said NOT YET."