She was ok with it. I have always been a back-bencher, so I daily took position at the end of the class. After a couple of days we started practising ...ur ‘Setu Bandha Asana’ which involved lifting of the pelvis and chest by putting the legs resting on the ground in ‘L’ shape with the head resting on the ground. I was having trouble doing it and she helped me in adjusting to it. Suddenly I noticed that my balls had fallen to one side of my shorts and the inside netting and were visible to her. ‘Melissa.’ ‘Stand up on the desk for me and turn around.’ She listened to me and got up and turned her back to me. I grabbed her jeans covered ass getting a feel for her. ‘Take of your shirt and bra.’ She did so, but this time with a bit more hesitation. Her real life dislikes of her body were filtering through into my world. ‘What don’t you like being naked in front of men?’ ‘I am just self conscious about my chest. I don’t have big boobs.’ She said as she reached behind her to unhook her bra.. There was less than a ten year difference in their ages and the good natured ribbing between the 'old folks' and the 'kid' was always welcome. Cherie and Mary were only about half way through the latest production on Mary's iPod that she had loaded before they left Phoenix when they arrived at the cabin. They arrived to a grim faced aunt and uncle and the news about a bombing in Washington DC. Friday hadn't been any better when they woke to the news that the newly elected president had been. To music from a Francoise Hardy retrospective album, the women plodded through their act. It was all very mechanical, and they didn't exude much in the way of sexiness. They had both seen better days, and, if truth be told, they looked considerably better with their clothes on. But what the hell -- they were pros, and this was what they had been paid for.The better looking of the two, a buxom dishwater blonde, sashayed over to Dave, wagged her ass in his face, and sat herself down on his lap..