yoga

Not a gym, but a yoga class at an outside park.

There was a Facebook event for free yoga at the park. The young lady running it was a new teacher. She was trying to get clients for her studio.

I showed up for the class. She greeted me. I got set up and waited for the class to begin. Prior to starting I didn’t notice the problem. I’m pretty sure the instructor didn’t either.

We began. The instructor was in front of all of us, going through the poses. I looked up and her pants were completely see through. Not slightly sheer, but see through. She was not wearing underwear. I tried not to look.

At one point, a group of three boys gathered to watch. I know exactly what they were looking at. Everytime she bent over, they got a full view of butt crack.

She ended the class with a happy baby pose. If you aren’t familiar with yoga imagine her laying on her back, legs up and spread, holding a foot in each hand. She ended with the ultimate vag view for our observers.

That was the last class I took with her. She wasn’t a bad teacher. I was just too embarrassed to look at her again.