You think you are so sneaky, quietly hiding in my yoga studio to spy on me. I know you’re there, but enjoy teasing you and your pathetic obsession for me. I’m actually impressed at how quiet you are being, ignoring you is actually pretty easy. All you want is to stare at my strong legs and perfect feet while I stretch in my tight yoga pants. Staring like a predator at my soft flexing soles and toes. Is that the sound of my juicy ass stretching my sexy spandex or the sound of your pants tenting? If you don’t make a peep, maybe I won’t hear your stifled moans as you jerk silently in your creeper corner.