The yoga class goes well

As Darla dragged Kyle into the yoga class, Melissa and Robin just shook their heads and grabbed enough yoga mats for the four of them to use.

The instructor was, thankfully, a woman, but an older woman, probably in her forties, yet her body was, as Kyle noticed, magnificent. He must have been staring for too long, because he was poked in the ribs by Robin.

“Earth to Kylie! Honestly, you’re so spacy!” Robin giggled. “Distracted much?”

“Uh, it’s just that she…” Kyle started.

“She looks really good, right? Gosh, I hope I still look like that when I’m her age.” Melissa interjected. “And be the hottest MILF on the block.”

“But if you do, you’ll have to name your first born daughter Stacy.” Darla joked.

“All right, ladies! The class is about to begin!” the instructor shouted. “My name is Roberta, and we’re going to learn the art of yoga today!”

While Kyle didn’t know the first thing about yoga, if he was going to be adjusted by Roberta, he would certainly mind it less than his previous interactions with Tom.

“First things first, it’s time to stretch!” Roberta instructed, and all the women in the class followed along.

Kyle watched as Darla, Melissa and Robin stretched and mimicked them.

“Okay, ladies! We’re gonna start with some basic poses cause I can spot some new faces in the crowd today. Let’s start with the downward dog!” Roberta said.

She moved into the position with her hands planted firmly apart on the mat and her ass pointing towards the ceiling, a pose Kyle really liked to look at, although not so much when he was performing it.

“Remember! Keep both your toes pointed towards the front of the mat and sink your heels towards the floor. There's a time and a place for practicing walking in heels, and now isn't the time!” Roberta said as continued the pose, speaking in a calm and tranquil voice.

The rest of the class went about the same, with Kyle being taught the intricacies of each pose, the Mountain pose, Garland pose, and a few Lunges. There were a few that required flexibility that Kyle didn’t have, although neither did Darla, Melissa or Robin, so they all remained in the same boat during the Head to Knee Pose. But through all of it Roberta was very encouraging.

“Don’t worry if you can’t manage it now, do it as best you can and a few more sessions and you’ll be putting your leg behind your head.” Roberta said in her soothing voice.

At the end of the class, Kyle and the girls exited the room and headed for the locker room, Kyle hanging behind on the off chance that MARCI might have not been satisfied by the yoga class, but those fears ended up being unfounded.

“Come on, Kylie! We’ve got to run!” Melissa shouted from the locker room.

Kyle went in and took his post-workout shower with the other girls, his serenity interrupted by MARCI advising him on the proper ways to wash himself to ensure optimum cleanliness.

“Mistress, I advise a more thorough cleaning of your inguinal region. There are several conditions that can arise from improper care, such as…” MARCI started.

“I get it! I’ll try harder!” Kyle hissed, hoping he wasn’t too loud over the showers.

To her credit, MARCI was right about one thing, Kyle tried his hardest not to clean too much near his groin, because with the incredible lifelike covering it had, he was afraid of what he might find down there. But he was hoping that he could last until it came off, because he was going to have a very good time with his phone and a bottle of lotion on that day.

After the showers, Kyle headed back to the car with the girls, but unlike the previous days, they didn’t seem to have any group activities planned.

“Where are we going now?” Kyle asked, dreading the answer to the question.

“Home!” Melissa said. “At least I am, Mom needs me to help her with some work for her school so I can’t sunbathe today.”

“Same, Daddy has some stupid dinner party tonight so he needs all hands on deck. I’d invite you all but you know how boring these things are,” Robin added.

“Ditto for me.” Darla said. “My grandparents are visiting today so I have to go hang out with them. Totally stinks.”

“That’s too bad,” Kyle said, hoping he sounded convincing enough.

He’d have most the evening to himself it seems, and maybe even have a chance to get either Sam or Uncle Mark alone in order to find a way to fix things.

As they dropped Kyle off in front of the mansion, Kyle headed inside and found…