With my right knee firmly placed on the carpet, I bring my left foot forward and grab my hips as I begin the stretching routine in my bedroom. Wearing my favorite sparkly blue leotard, I focus on holding my posture. I have a lot on my mind and need to make a serious decision, so I feel that doing some poses will clear my head and help me decide what to do.
It all started at my gymnastics academy. I was a bit clumsy when I initiated my lessons, but now just before I was about to graduate I was the best in my class, except for maybe Amy. As my physique developed throughout the years, I began to notice that I was getting more attention from the teachers that worked in the facility than I had in the past. The spandex uniforms that I wore fit tight and clung to my body.
Occasionally, some of the instructors would gawk at my perky nipples or stare at my camel toe during my training. At first, it made me feel a little uncomfortable, but eventually, I got used to it. It s just
