Millie opened the door and walked into the small basement studio. It was simple, with fluorescent lighting brightening up gray walls with mirrors and wooden bars on them, and a sturdy wood floor. She had already dressed for the class, in a stretchy leotard which clung to her almost non-existent curves and muscular but thin arms. About 8 women were already gathered around the room, men and women stretching out and talking. There was no sign of the teacher.
Millie looked around at her classmates, curiously. A handful of them were heavy, including a brunette woman who looked to be a few years older than Millie, with her wide ass bulging from her pants, but most were thin. A few others stood out, including a thin girl leaning on the wall and a woman who definitely looked old enough to he her mother.
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