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It was hard to believe that it had only been two weeks since we had met Ashley at Spirit Yoga. We had hooked up with her several times since that first encounter, always just spur-of-the-moment s*x romps if we all happened to go to the same class.
I knew that Spirit Yoga’s hot owner Meg was intuitive enough to sense there was something going on between us and the teen. Guy and I decided long ago to not ever really say anything specific - realizing it was better to let curiosity run wild and let potential partners picture whatever their fantasy world allowed them to think.
And Meg indeed, was a potential partner. Her long, blonde hair framed her doll-like face which sat on top of her slender, “i********:-worthy” body. Meg chose to wear extremely tight fitting yoga pants and barely-ther
