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Tabitha wasn't expecting this private yoga instructor to be so hot.

As soon as she saw Diane, she had to stop herself from actively staring. Diane was tall and slim, showing up at Tabitha's front door and a tight pair of black yoga pants and a black sports bra.

Tabitha wished she had worn something a little cuter.

Her top was a little ratty, and her pants weren't nearly as flattering as Diane's. Diane was very friendly and the best yoga instructor

Tabitha had ever seen. She first took them through a series of breathing exercises. As they sat on their

mats, Tabitha could have sworn she felt Diane staring at her as she closed her eyes,

breathing in and out. All right, let's move on to the flow, said Diane, and they got to their

feet. This is the best part. She got behind Tabitha and placed one hand on each hip, helping to square off

Tabitha's body. Tabitha's heart was racing, and it wasn't from the yoga.

Does that feel okay? Tabitha asked quietly. Yeah, it feels really good.

Came Tabitha's breathy voice. Was it just her imagination, or was Diane keeping her

hands there a lot longer than necessary? Tabitha turned her head back then, her eyes locking onto

Diane's. Are you always this hands-on?

Tabitha asked, straightening up, she pulled her blonde ponytail across one shoulder.

Diane smiled and stepped towards Tabitha.

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