I Was A Happily Married Mother Of 4. Then I Met A Woman At Pilates.

I remember the moment it happened — the single spark that set my body aflame. Cecelia stood behind me on the Pilates reformer and pressed her legs into my back, her hands into my shoulders. The strength of her long, lean limbs drove me into submission. Her perfectly-highlighted blonde hair tickled the back of my neck. “Connect your pubic bone to your sternum. Hold it.” Her voice was deep, throaty., Read More