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Flair POV "Bring your right leg forward and then we move into Warrior Two position" I intoned, demonstrating. I glanced at the man in the back whose face was a bright red, covered in sweat, and whose hands were visibly shaking. It was a typical-looking fit man, who had clearly never experienced a yoga class before and was finding it more difficult than his usual gym session. I fought back my grin as I continued the class, finishing up with a seated cross-legged position. "Namaste" I intoned. "Namaste." The man made his way over to me, breathing heavily. For a beginner, I had to admit he had done quite well, but I had to wonder what he was doing in my class. Rachel was eyeing him hungrily from the reception desk, licking her lips and making suggestive hand gestures as I tried my best
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