Chapter 2

After we had sex, Sizwe fell asleep on the bed. He worked hard and didn't often get the chance to truly unwind, so I decided to let him rest while I flicked through the welcome pack. There was a full schedule of activities, most of which had "self-discovery" and "inner peace" in their descriptions. My eyes settled on one that looked interesting: a women-only yoga class starting in ten minutes. I'd always liked yoga, though admittedly, more for the stretching than the spiritual aspect, so I decided to give it a go.

Not feeling brave enough to walk around naked just yet, I slipped into my swimming costume and wrapped the complimentary robe around me. After leaving a note for Sizwe on the bedside table, I stepped out into the resort. The yoga studio was in a converted stable block near our villa, so I didn't have far to go.

The stable block was beautiful inside, with polished wooden floors and large windows that let in natural light. A dozen women were already there, some chatting quietly while others stretched on their mats. My stomach did a little flip when I realised that although a few wore panties, most of them were stark naked.

I hesitated for a moment before finding a spot at the back. A woman nearby gave me a friendly smile. She was a similar age to me, curvy and radiant, with a big, vibrant copper-dyed afro haloing her face. Her freckles glowed in the warm light, scattered across her shoulders and her ample chest. She had a thick natural bush that spread to her thighs and didn't seem the least bit self-conscious.

"Portia," she said, introducing herself.

"I'm Busi," I replied, trying to ignore her breasts swaying as she shook my hand.