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and continued his conversation.
    I made my way back to the studio, and walked inside.  I had no idea what I was supposed to do and my nervousness intensified more.  Did he expect me to strip and wait for him?  The thought of doing that made my stomach lurch, so I decided against it.  He could tell me what to do once he made it back here.
    Lowering to the ground, I did some stretches. I couldn’t afford a gym membership, but I ran at least three times a week.  I knew the warm up would help with any movements he planned on teaching.
    The stretches reminded me of the years my dad had coached me.  Before life had dealt us the raw hand, my dad had been my personal gymnastics instructor.  It seemed like a million years ago in my mind.  I could almost hear his voice telling me to work certain muscles.  From the time I was six years old until middle school, he’d worked with me to perfect my skills.
    Sin walked in the room and I stopped mid-stretch.  Pulling my head out of the painful memories, I attempted to smile.
    “Don’t stop.  I want you limber.”  Crossing his arms over his chest, he leaned against the wall and watched me.
    I couldn’t look at him.  I continued my stretches and tried to pretend he wasn’t taking up so much space in the room.  I know it was stupid, but I just couldn’t think straight when he was around. 
    “I think you’re good.  Let’s get started.” He was only wearing a pair of workout shorts, and it was the first time I got the full impression of how beautiful his body was.  I couldn’t keep my eyes away from that gorgeous, tanned, hairless chest. 
    “If you’re finished,” his mouth lifted in a smirk like he knew that the package was enticing and I blushed.
    I stood up, my knees trembling as I walked over to him.  “So how do you want to do this?” 
    “Well lose the shirt, for now the pants can stay.  You need to get comfortable in your own skin.”
    Sure, why not just throw off the shirt , I thought nervously.  It was just a sports bra kind of top, and I pulled it over my head, tossing it aside.  Like that didn’t take more guts than I had.
    “Those tits are going to make you a killing.”  Walking over behind me, his hands cupped my breasts, and I gasped.  Tensing, I couldn’t believe he just did that!
    “Relax.  The first thing you want to remember before you go on stage, is to make sure those nipples are hard.”  He pinched the peaks in his fingers, and I gasped.  “The customers want to think you’re turned on by showing them off.”
    My breath caught in my throat.  I wasn’t sure if I was turned on or ready to run for the door, but my body responded.  I felt a strange sensation move from my breasts down lower and moaned.
    “Damn baby, all that repressed sexuality!  You are going to make all the guys sport a woody.”  His hands released my breasts and I almost whimpered in need.
    I should have been embarrassed by how easily my body came alive. But I couldn’t think that far.  When he put those large hands around my waist, grinding against me, while moving my hips in a circular motion, I couldn’t think at all!
    “You’re too stiff!” He growled the words in my ear.  I wondered if he knew that no one had touched me like that before and considered how he would have reacted in this situation.  Instead of arguing I attempted to relax.
    “Watch us in the mirror.”  His rough voice was demanding as he continued to move me the way he wanted.  It was unbelievably hot seeing his hands on my body in the mirrors that covered the entire wall. 
    “I’d tell you to pretend we’re fucking, but I guess that would be a stretch for you.”
    My head lowered as my cheeks burned.  That wasn’t the right thing to do because one of his hands roughly grabbed my chin and lifted it.  He didn’t stop the motion with his body or other hand.
    “Those sexy eyes need to be focused on that mirror.  Don’t fucking lower them again!”
    Biting my lip, I