Send Maria undercover to her Yoga class

You don't know where Stacey is staying, but you know she's still teaching her Yoga class. Maria signs up for the 6:00pm session, Stacey's last of the day. The perfect opportunity for a new student to persuade her to get an after-work drink.

You can't go inside, of course, or Stacey will recognize you. Not that you could do anything - it was more than a promise you'd made with her, but a contract with the marker. You wouldn't pursue her or use the marker on her to win her back. She wouldn't intervene in what you did. Detente. But you'd grown impatient, and it was time for an indirect strike.

Maybe it was voyeurism, or maybe mistrust, but you'd also written on yourself:

CAN SHARE MARIA'S SENSES

You saw, heard, and felt everything that followed her entry into the yoga class.

Maria walks into the class, one of the first students to arrive. She's wearing a tight tank top that covers her tattoos and markings, but lets her considerable cleavage spill out. Her yoga pants are so strained by her enormous bubble butt and thick but toned thighs they've turned nearly transparent. The couple of men in class gawp openly, the women look at her in admiration and astonishment that turns more to a lustful fixation that embarrasses and confuses them.

Stacey's at the front of the class, back to her normal, toned body (she'd waffled on erasing the breast enhancements before she left, but went through with it). She looks Maria over, not visibly recognizing her and lingering on her tits a little too long.

"Hi, it's great to see a new face. What's your name?" she say.

"Margarita! It's great to be here you have such good review I'm looking forward to the class," Maria says. She reaches out and touches Stacey's six-pack, brushing it with her finger.

"Wow! Will this class give me abs like that?"

Stacey tenses and bites her lip, then collects herself.

"Today's a beginner class, but stick with us and it can happen. You - you've already got a great body already," she says and immediately blushes at her own statement.

"Thank you! But, well, I'd kind of like yours," Maria says, moving her hand to Stacey's hip. Through her eyes you can see Stacey is horny already.

Stacey just stammers in response for a moment. Then she pulls away and announces class is starting.