It's Just A Little Snow (Celia)

[Anjali Kedar]

Anjali got to the gym early for her class.  It was snowing out and the forecast promised at least a foot by dinner time, but for now the gym was open.  Really, there was only a dusting, but it was enough to keep people from getting their workouts in.  The place was practically empty with only a handful of guys lifting weights, a couple running and one girl on the ellipticals.  Had she ever seen it this dead?

"You'd think we were in Arizona." Joe, the guy working the front desk teased and she had to laugh, shaking her head.  "Right? But even in New Jersey they would shut down the gym for weather like this.  you guys are more hardcore."  The guy shrugged.  "We don't close for nothing." He explained.  "We're used to this."  She knew it was true.  This wasn't her first winter by far up there in Vermont, and it wouldn't be her last.  It was a bad one, but she'd seen seven feet of snow dumped on the ground before.  It wasn't often, but it happened.  "Yeah, yeah.. but if my class is empty I'm bouncing early."  He shrugged and smiled wide.  "That's between you and the boss, chica." She waved at him as she made her way down to the training rooms, turning the handle to the room that was assigned to her during her yoga time slot and flipping the lights on.  She let her duffel fall to the ground at the front of the room and began setting up, though she was certain no one would show today. Who would risk this weather for a 60 minute yoga class.  

The minutes ticked by and soon it was time for her class to begin.  As predicted the room was empty, save for Anjali who was sitting at the front on her rolled out yoga mat, cellphone in hand.  She had to wait for at least fifteen minutes before calling it.  It was nearly eight minutes in and she was thinking about rolling her mat up when a familiar face showed at the door.  When you had blue hair, it was hard to forget you.  She didn't know the students name, but she remembered her from previous classes.  "Yay, I got one!" She teased, throwing her phone onto her bag and pushing herself to her feet.  "Looks like it's just you and me today."  Her smile was as warm as it was cold outside, her hands on her hips.

[Celia Gaines]

Holy moly was it cold outside! That mat she'd been holding would have been frozen solid by now, or so it felt atleast. Maybe she just wasn't as used to the cold as much anymore. Yeah, that was probably it. She'd need a few minutes to warm up when she got indoors though, however she didn't like it probably eating into the time in class she had. She needed to stay limber somehow and not being able to because of a little bit of cold.. very unfitting. Screw the weather though, she was going no matter what the condition of the weather was. She was sure that guys would freeze their nads off, and chuckled lightly at the thought. And the mental image. It wouldn't be fun to have that happen, she supposed, but hey, atleast they'd be one step closer to being interesting to her!

She opened the door to the gym and sent a nod and a wide smile to the man at the front desk. He was so checking her out. Professional or not, who could ignore a woman with blue hair? Shame he was a guy though, she would totally ask him out if only he was a she. Though with sciccors.. she smiled and shook her head slightly. She waved at the man and went on to where she usually had class, and as she grabbed the handle and pulled down on it she noticed that, as the door opened there was nearly no one there. Only the teacher. Huh. She shrugged as she stepped in and took a place close to the teacher, blindly assuming they would still go on with class.

Hey, she paid so she was getting lessons. Private lessons where even better, as she almost told her. Just Celia and the teacher. Anjala was her name? She tried to remember names, but for some reason hers didn't quite take a hold yet. She put down her mat and took off the clothing she had on over her yoga-outfit. As she sat down she looked at her teacher and laughed. ''I suppose we are.'' She replied, briefly looking behind her to see if anyone else had entered. If no one else had by now they'd really be alone together. For 60 minutes. Stellar.

''I never imagined someone to fake a class to get me in a room alone with them.'' She teased. ''I'm flattered.'' She knew she wasn't faking the class, but she could tease, right? Besides, she was worth a tease or two based on how she looked. Who knew, maybe she'd pretend not to know what she was doing and get her to touch.. stuff.

[Anjali Kedar]

Anjali smiled at the girls comment, her white teeth showing bright against her warm, dark skin.  "You should be." She mused playfully.  "Because I never thought I would fake a class to get to spend time with.. you." She laughed a little, obviously going along with her joke.  She didn't know the girls actual name.  In her mind she thought of her as simply blue, which she supposed wasn't fair.  She wouldn't want someone to think of her as brown. That would be odd, and honestly, a bit rude.  

"I don't think I've ever caught your name." She said, interested in what the other girls actual name was.  It was nice to know your students names, but time didn't permit for her to ask everyone as they walked in. 

"Alright, well since it looks like it's just going to be us, we can go ahead and get started.  We're going to go ahead and start in our mount pose.  Stand straight, feet together, hands at our sides."  Anjali took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.  Now let's go ahead and roll our shoulders."

[Celia Gaines]

Oh she was. Flattered. In a playful way. It wasn't every day you would be able to meet your teacher one on one. Not that she'd actually get to converse with her much, they would still have to go on with the yoga stuff. It was what she had paid for, anyway. Besides, guys would blame her if she wasn't as limber. And she'd blame herself if she couldn't keep up with other girls. The fact her teacher was one of those girls made her work even harder, even if yoga was meant to relax. ''You didn't have to fake anything, you could have just asked.'' She giggled as she knew Anjali was just going along with the joke. Still, it was fun to be able to do this one on one instead of having all kinds of women around her bending over and distracting her... she wondered if her teacher ever had the same issue. Though, was she gay? If she wasn't, which was what she assumed at the moment, she would have no trouble. Besides, she was facing the wrong way for that.

''You can't catch my name because I don't throw it around willy-nilly.'' And certainly not at other women. Men, okay, but women? Oof, they would have to work for it. Which she certainly had by now by bending over and all that jazz, never mind helping her stay in shape even if never personally. Though maybe that would change today. ''Celia.'' She stuck out her hand with a wink. ''Don't wear it out.''

Though she was curious now. What in the name of lesbianism was her name? She'd caught shards of it, but she wasn't too sure. ''And yours? Might help if I know what to call my teacher.'' She told her with a smile. Oh the jokes to be had with that one, but it was a bit too early for Celia to be using a joking tone with her all that much. Besides, she needed to teach something.

Oh crap, she needed to teach something! Celia quickly hopped back to her mat and followed the first instruction given to her. No problem. It was easy doing what other people told her, though she wasn''t really used to it in this setting. Not when one on one with someone at least. ''Always a finicky thing, standing straight. I'm afraid straight and I don't really like each other.'' She joked, hoping to figure out what she was somehow as she began rolling her shoulders, her eyes closing as she did so.

[Anjali Kedar]

"Anjali." She had reminded with a smile.  She usually mentioned her name during the beginning of classes, but today, for obvious reasons, had been a bit different.  This was definitely the first time only one person had showed for her class, but not by any means the first time she'd had one on one sessions.  She offered them, typically free of charge, though she knew she shouldn't, but only to people she was friendly with.  Or when she became over zealous when talking about being a yoga instructor.  One of these days she would learn to keep her mouth shut, or at least have the courage to ask for money.

Celia seemed to be in a good mood.  No one usually talked during her class except for her.  Occasionally she would come to assist people, helping position their bodies and a small dialogue would open, but that was usually it.  Not that she minded Celia talking.  No reason yoga needed to be stuffy and quiet, though it was meant for relaxation.  This was a workout class after all, and she tended not to baby her students as long as they were able to keep up.

It took a moment to understand what Celia meant.  She wasn't straight.. which meant she was gay.  Anjali always liked finding out who was batting on the same team as she was.  It was a silent understanding for her; this person knows how I feel on some level.  Anjali smiled politely, not normally interested in sharing her own sexual preferences.  She was testing the water lately though, even going so far as to check out the LGBT Center in town last week.  She might consider sharing with Celia.  Maybe..  There was also a chance she had misread the meaning behind the other girls words.  No need sounding like an ass, not when they still had so much time left together.

"Standing straight is good for your alignment." She pointed out, "But we're going to get down on our mats now anyway.  Let's go ahead and get down on our knees into the rock pose and do a take some breaths." Anjali got down and began her typical routine, talking as she went so Celia could follow along.  Soft music played in the background as they went from their rock pose down into childs pose, leaning forward with their heads towards the grounds, knees tucked below them and arms down at their sides, towards their feet.  She watched Celia follow along, walking her through several more exercises in childs pose before getting on her hands and knees for cat cow position.  

"Alright, we're going to keep our palms flat against the earth, the top of our feet flat so that we can press the earth away from us." She looked at the other girl and smiled warmly as she followed along.  "Now let's take a second to rock our bodies back and forth, release the tension and prepare ourselves.  No inhale as we go ahead and put ourselves first into cow position." The arch of her back dropped, her shoulders seeming to push towards the ceiling as did her rear end.  Her chin lifted to the ceiling and she rolled it around before letting out her breath again.  "Now on your next exhale arch your back crawl up towards the ceiling slowly, push your hands into the earth and lower your head."

[Celia Gaines]

How many minutes in were they? She had lost track already, caught between thinking that was a good thing due to the relaxing nature of it all or a bad thing because she had no idea how long she had left.

Had she been in more classes she would have been able to follow suit more easy, but she sadly hadn't. While this whole yoga thing was pretty straightforward when paired with a teacher you could watch, one who would also help you when you did something wrong or just needed help, there was a slight need for.. hiccups. She wanted to know how Anjali was in the touching department, and she could hardly go up and ask her to commence the touching. That'd be funny. See how long it took her to get thrown out of the class. But out of those she had, this was one she couldn't miss. The male population would never forgive her.

As she followed the instructions she felt herself relaxing, if not just undoing her own tension with the stretching and everything. Hotdamn was she wound tight, it seemed. Almost every movement was felt harshly then, but in a good way as if you were releasing a strain upon your muscles.

The positioning was easy enough and the rocking back and forth was nice, though as bit disorienting at times. The part that came next though, that wasn't fun. Or well, it was fun, but only for Celia, she supposed. She followed what her teacher did and looked up to the ceiling, rolling her head as she felt both her back and her neck at the same time as she held her breath. Quickly she blew it though as she broke out in a short laugh as her back sprang back up and her head touched the mat instantly, she supposed that wasn't part of the exercise. Nor was the breathing she was apparently doing.

''If your words can do this I wonder what your hands are capable of.'' She smirked with a muffled voice, her head still against the mat.

[Anjali Kedar]

Anjali took a deep breath, feeling the familiar stretch along her spine.  Already she felt more relaxed than when she'd walked into the classroom.  She may be teaching this to others, but the classes were as much for her as they were for anyone else.  It was a great benefit to be getting paid for something she would likely be doing at home anyway, and great incentive to simply do her workout.

She was just about to talk Celia through going back into cow pose when the other girl spoke up, causing her to freeze in her tracks.  If her words could do what?  She felt confused by the comment.  Was that.. sexual?  Her mouth opened and then shut, stuck there in the cat pose with her back arched towards the ceiling.  She had two options; ask what Celia meant or ignore the comment and move on.  Maybe she'd meant something else.  Her hands were capable of plenty she supposed.  At the end of class she usually liked to rub her students temples and forehead with some of her essential oils, typically lavender.  She knew she'd done it to Celia in past classes, maybe she was referring to that? But during cat cow seemed off.

"What do you mean?" She decided to ask.  It was just them, no reason they couldn't have a conversation with her in the middle of class if there was something on her mind.  It was an added benefit to having a single student; she could focus on their needs and if Celia had one, there was no reason she couldn't discuss it with her.

[Celia Gaines]

Yup, she'd gotten the attention she wanted, though not in the way she desired. Not only was she being confused about the words but Celia wasn't sure she wanted to go on if it made her feel like.. this. It felt good, don't get her wrong, it had been what she needed and deep down she did want to continue but if she ruined it like this as she felt she did then there was really no use to wasting her time any further. Maybe she'd be better of in group classes for the time being, at least until she got to the point where she could do stuff like the.. -what was it, catcow?- without any trouble.

Her head was still touching the mat and she felt pretty relieved despite having just ruined the moment. If there even was one. No, they were just doing yoga right? No moments what so ever, just two attractive girls doing yoga. Perhaps they should get together sometime and make a certain group of guys jealous. Yeah, that could be a thing. Not now though, not when she couldn't even do yoga without bursting out in laughter.

Still, she felt pretty good at the moment, her breathing being slightly heavy due to having the proverbial stress fall from her back. ''Huh, what?'' She asked as she lifted her head and sat on her knees on the mat. ''Nothing!'' She quickly replied before she would get any ideas. She might have gone a bit overboard there with what she said. She bit her lower lip and wondered how she actually took it. Wait. Why did she wonder? She was straight, right? But if she was gay.. hoo boy.

She then smiled and looked at Anjali with a slightly tilted head and lifted eyebrows to lit her know it was all okay. ''Just felt good. Like I needed it. Sure you get that a lot.''

[Anjali Kedar]

The girl was quick to dismiss what she'd said and Anjali bit the inside of her bottom lip.  Either she'd misinterpreted, or the girl realized what she said sounded a bit off and was backtracking.  She explained a little but it still didn't make a lot of sense to Anjali.  She smiled anyway, always welcoming and never wanting to put anyone off.  Conflict wasn't her thing and she tended to see the best in people even when she probably shouldn't.

"No, yeah I get it." She said quickly with that warm smile, her back still arched though she turned her body the other way into cow, her head lifting with her rear end, her abdomen arching down towards the mat below her.  "Once you get everything stretched out it feels great.  I always feel my best after a session, like I can breath a little easier, the earths a little softer.." She wasn't sure if that even made sense, it was more a feeling she had than anything.  It never crossed her mind that Celia might really be coming on to her.

"You have to massage each chakra, the seven energy points on your body, to feel your best."  Anjali got to her knees, facing her student and deciding that doing the class as if she had a room full of people seemed distant and unnecessary.  "You do that through different poses and stretches.  Since it's just us, is there anything specific you wanted to learn or do? I try to switch up the routine so I don't know how much you remember from any of the previous classes, but if there was something you wanted to focus on, or something maybe you've seen and would like to learn, I'm open to suggestions.  May as well get what you pay for, right?" Her smile was warm, hoping to really make this a good experience for the pretty, blue haired student.  She wondered what she would look like with colored hair.  The thought alone made her smile widen; ridiculous.

[Celia Gaines]

Nice save, Celia. No way she couldn't have noticed anything, and then she just made everything worse by backtracking even when she mentioned massaging just moments after. Stupid Celia, she could've easily made the hands part about massages, everyone knew yoga involved massages, right? She silently scolded herself like she should, she wasn't attracted or anything else that might make her slip up, so her doing so made little to no sense. Besides, she had trained for years to be able to concentrate on her voice and what came out of her mouth, so to have skewed up like that? Not acceptable. She'd need to have words with the one training her vocally. Or relentlessly tease him before telling him she was gay. Either or.

''That.. makes sense.'' Oddly enough it did, the earth feeling softer and the air being.. ''Like emotions, right? I get that. Sometimes after I'm done singing I get this rush that I swear heightens my senses.'' And if massaging chakras could do the same, hell yeah, score! She'd need to ask about that. Massaging. Depended on if it cost extra. Maybe. She could try and peruade her to give free private lessons? Problem was she didn't have a penis (or so she hoped. To god. Twice in a row), she couldn't arouse her so that lowered her chances quite a bit. A slight pout formed at the realization.

She didn't remember all that much from previous lessons, but hey, thiat was ann excuse to oggle her closely and earn being touched, right? No matter who it was, being touched made her happy. A happy Celia was a happy.. anyone really. And not just on an emotional level. Even men, and that wasn't something she would admit to anyone.

''Those chakras..'' She began as she blew a strand of blue from her face. ''Where exactly are they?''

[Anjali Kedar]

She smiled when Celia mentioned she sang.  Anjali sang, though not well, but she could dance which was more than enough for her.  She didn't need her voice to work well as long as her body did.  Singing was something she always liked the idea of an she envied Celia for being able to do it.  

She asked about the Chakras and Anjali smiled.  "I'll show you." She got up from her place on the mat and went to Celia's, kneeling down beside her.  "It's easiest if I just point it out to you.  They're basically along your spine.  They start here, down at the base at your tailbone."  She pushed her pointer and middle finger together, pressing into Celia's back, just about her rear.  "This is the root.  Next is sacral which is about two inches below the belly button." She showed Celia on her own body so she could see, pressing her fingers on her lower abdomen, working her way up the chakras and pointing to each on on herself.  There was the solar plexus at her stomach, heart which was just about her heart, throat which was of course at her throat, third eye which was on her forehead and last the crown which was the top of her head.

"The chakras are energy points, they keep the energy flowing and keep us from getting sick, our confidence levels, how we love, our ability to communicate...  I know it sounds weird, not everyone believes in them, but it's important to keep the energy moving.  So each chakra is in charge of a different type of energy and the exercises you do and the foods you eat affect how the energy flows through your chakras.  There's a lot to it."

[Celia Gaines]

She suddenly sat up straight with widened eyes as Anjali just.. showed her the first chakra. And the six others after that, but none of them being on her like the first one was. Though not every one of them was as exciting. ..maybe the second, third and fourth though, maybe they'd get her to pay attention. However.. Yes.. Perhaps. Surely. Yup, no, a plan was forming. More of a teasing one than anything else. And maybe only half for her own enjoyment.

''So.. the root..'' She began as she touched the place Anjali had shown her. It felt odd to say the least to put your own hand there. She touched that spot dozens of times, but that was to excite men and women looking at her, and it usually worked. Never had she touched it with only two fingers though. Not on purpose anyway. ''Its basically massaging my..'' Ass. Massaging her ass. Not wanting to say it was no reason not to think it. She smiled.

And the other chakras.. believing or not was no reason not to try them out, just so she could say ''hey, I tried that.'' Like she loved to do with everything. Not men though. Ugh. Getting handsy with them, okay, but they wouldn't get to receive more than that. So messy. So messy.

''So Sacr.. the second one is over here, right?'' She asked as she pressed the area below her belly button, though consciously pressing the wrong spot. She wanted the teacher to show her. And not on herself. ''What exactly do I do with it? And which energy does it represent?''

''I want to know about the love one. Is that one Sacr- my stomach or my boob?'' She flatout asked. It made sense to her though that the love energy would flow from the heart.

[Anjali Kedar]

The smile curved her lips and she had to laugh a little at the comparison.  "I guess you could say that." She laughed.  She didn't think of it as massaging her rear end.  And it wasn't massaging in the typical sense, either.  

"Sacral Chakra." She corrected, noting where she touched.  It was the space just over the genitals, really so she didn't exactly feel comfortable reaching over and physically correcting Celia.  "It represents mostly acceptance of others believe it or not, but also  pleasure and sexuality considering where it is on the body."  She tried not to be shy while talking about it since Celia was clearly interested.  "And lower your hand a bit, just and inch or two.  You don't really massage chakras, they're not actual things on your body, like bones or muscles.  You work them out by doing certain exercises and eating different foods.  So for Sacral Chakras the best exercise is hip thrusts and cobra pose."  She shifted her body so she was laying flat from the hip down and pushed against the floor, her arms rigid and straight as her torso and head lifted towards the ceiling.  "This is cobra." She reminded.  She'd gone over it in class before but wasn't sure if Celia would remember or not.  "Oranges are good for Sacral."  She got back into her kneeling position next to the girl, actually preferring this to the normal class.  So few had taken an interest in Chakras before.

"And the love one is boobs, yes." She laughed, shaking her head.  "Heart, to be exact.  Heart equals love, get it? Love and inner peace."  She placed her hand over her own heart.  "Best way to exercise heart is to love.  Seems a little cliche, but opening your heart to others is good for your chakra.  Also hot yoga, or bikram yoga.  Sweaty yoga." She teased with a laugh.  "You want an intense workout, do that.  We don't offer it here, not yet, but it's an interesting experience.  They turn the heat to like 105 and you just workout in it. Wear next to nothing." She warned, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.  

[Celia Gaines]

So.. damn the Sacral chakra for being in such a fun spot. But on the other hand, she just knew she could tease people with it knowing that now. Slip her hand down their belly button.. and point out Sacral. Fun times. Fun times.

She shook herself back in reality as her hand was on the point Anjali had said. She huffed and willed hersaelf to take her hand away and pay attention. Damn the massaging part of it all, it not being an actual massage. She'd massage Sacral so darn much now that she had an actual reason to. ''That would explain why I'm so good at it.'' She joked, just knowing Anjali would pick up on what she meant. Celia really wasn't one to beat around the bush. ''So lots of oranges. Got it.'' She winked.

Then her teacher moved to show her the position she was talking about and Celia moved with her, doing the exact same thing. She wasn't stupid, she knew what to do as she replicated the motion and felt her body relax. Though that could have been due to what was pressed against the ground. Heh. Men.''What about combining this and hip thrusts? Can that be done?'' Yeah, as if she needed another way to get her hip thrusts in.

She touched her chest next while still in the cobra position. ''Heart and love. Never would have guessed.'' She laughed. And loving? She was plenty good at that. Everyone she ever met she loved.

At the mention of hot yoga she turned her head and released the cobra position. ''Next to nothing?'' She asked with raised brows, ignoring the temperature part and barely reminding herself it was a yoga thing. She looked Anjali over and smiled. ''Is that an invite?''

[Anjali Kedar]

At the suggestion of mixing cobra and hip thrusts Anjali had to laugh a little, her cheeks warming.  Just imagining it happening in her mind was amusing, like awkward sort of sexual position.  "I suppose you could." She said with an awkward sounding, but somewhat amused laugh.  "I don't know what it might do for your Sacral Chakra though." She mused, honestly having no idea.  She was no expert.  She knew just enough, but had encountered people in the past who could probably explain more.  Though, those people tended to take anything concerning the chakras very serious and would likely be offended at the way Celia was playing around.  Anjali, on the other hand, was hard to offend.

Again Anjali found herself laughing softly at Celia's words.  At the thought of wearing next to nothing she was ready to sign up, teasing that perhaps Anjali was inviting her for that reason.  She felt the warmth in her cheeks as she grinned, suddenly imagining what the other girl might look like with less clothes on.  She turned her face away, bashful at her own dirty thoughts.  She was sure Celia had an amazing body.  Clothed it was amazing, but naked? 

Who said anything about nudity!  Anjali cleared her throat with a nervous little chuckle.  "I mean, I could invite you if I found a good class in the area.  It would be nice I bet this time of year." Having snow dumped on you up to your ears and then going into a hot yoga session? That would be interesting indeed.  She licked her lips and looked up into the other girls eyes, not entirely sure what was going on with her.  She wasn't used to someone making so many innuendos, and she'd hinted that she wasn't straight.  Could she be interested? Anjali tried to shake that feeling off and quick.  Thinking that way towards a student seemed almost unethical even if they were probably around the same age.  Wasn't she supposed to be professional?

"Did you, uh, have any other chakra questions? Or other yoga questions? I kind of know a little about everything." She offered.  "Or any positions you wanted to learn? I mean, you probably don't know many off the top of your head, but, like, if there was a part of the body you wanted to focus on, we could work on stretches?"