Mari Windsor

" Damn you Suzzana!", Yenyen screamed while pulling both her legs to a vertical position.
I grunted.
Then Suzzana, our virtual instructor, made a series of complicated aerobic movemnets.
"I swear..." Yen panted, "she starts looking like a mouse to me."
"I know! She reminds me of Mrs. Fieldmouse from Thumbelina!" I replied while twisting my appendages. My eyes were obscured by the sweat that was running down my face.
".... eight, nine, ten. And now put your head down and try to relax." instructed Mari Windsor, the pilates expert.
"Fuck... this." I gasped.
"Good. Now we shall move to Criss-cross exercises..." Mari WIndsor continued.
Chest heaving, Yen and me started praying for oblivion.