My mom was a yoga instructor. Being a woman, there were no concerns about anything suspicious happening, but she was popular thanks to her excellent teaching skills. Her students were mostly beautiful housewives who wore sheer spandex leggings, stretching slowly and moving their bodies gracefully—a sight that captivated me. The sweaty married women lined up in our living room stirred my lustful desires so intensely that I began secretly filming them, masturbating in hiding, and eventually sneaking creampie sex with them. This continued until one day, someone filed a complaint, forcing her to shut down the yoga class for good.