第11部分(第5/7 頁)

Now　things　were　getting　plicated。　First；　there　was　no　way　he　was　going　to　do　yoga；　and

second；　he？d　be　damned　if　he　was　going　to　do　yoganaked　。　On　the　other　hand；　Bree　would　be　there

too；　he？d　get　to　see　her　pletely　naked　the　very　first　time　they　hung　out。

？Um；　great！？　he　enthused；　already　out　of　breath　from　climbing　the　stairs。　Dan　had　never

exercised　in　his　life；　but　the　sight　of　Bree？s　round；　yoga…firm　butt　a　few　steps　above　him　was　all

the　motivation　he　needed。　Forget　that　he？d　never　done　yoga；　never　mind　that　he　was　sure　to　be

humiliated；　and　fuck　the　seemingly　endless　flight　of　stairs：　he　was　going　to　get　into　all　sorts　of

pretzel…like　positions　with　Bree；naked　。　What　was　there　not　to　love？

That？s　the　spirit！

？e　on！？　Bree　urged　giddily。

Dan　reached　the　top　of　the　stairs　and　followed　her　into　the　Tranquility　Yoga　Studio；　a　wide…open

space　with　gleaming　wide…plank　pine　floors。　The　room　was　almost　all　windows　and　was　flooded

with　the　late　afternoon　sun？and　the　rays　only　intensified　the　heat。　The　temperature　in　the　room

must　have　been　near　a　hundred　and　twenty　degrees；　and　with　the　sunlight　and　all　the　naked　bodies；

it　was　also　humid　and　very　。　。　。fragrant　。

On　a　platform　in　the　front　of　the　room　was　an　emaciated…looking　Indian　man　with　gleaming；

well…oiled　skin；　dressed　only　in　a　loosely　cinched　white　cotton　robe；　seated　with　his　spindly　legs

crossed　in　front　of　him。　Below　his　thinly　tweezed　eyebrows　his　eyes　were　closed；　and　he　was

smiling　beatifically。　In　front　of　him　was　a　fortyish　Katie　Couric？looking　woman　doing　her

warm…up　stretches；　her　paunchy　tummy　hanging　loosely　over　her　bare；　veiny　thighs。

A　couple　of　guys　war