The Cinderella Mission
“Sleet pinged the greenhouse roof with hypnotizing regularity. She secured her headphones and let the CD sounds of Ocean Serenade soothe her.
She straightened into the delicious stretch until her spine reached perfect alignment, and then she began the series of controlled movements. She didn’t have the equipment for her Pilates stretches and exercises available, a price she would have to pay as she didn’t want to risk interruption in the gym. So she improvised, the solitude and scenery being more important to her. Her feet never tangled when she was alone.
Inhale. Stretch. Exhale. Inhale. The fragrant bouquet of hothouse roses, gardenias, lilacs and lush fertility swirled through her with every breath and conditioning exercise. If only she could capture this scent and setting to take home with her, so much more deeply transporting, sensually exotic than her window garden.
Tension melted from her a layer at a time as she directed energy to one area at a time, while relaxing the rest of her body.
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