So this is a follow-up to the Fantasy I recently posted. I apologize to those who have read some of my other thoughts as it was not as fully formed as I had hoped, but it did plant the seed of a wonderful Fantasy and its corollary Experiment. Specifically, all the women out there who make a habit of going to the gym and dressing in layers upon layers of loose fitting sweatpants, t-shirts, pullovers, etc. and carefully scope out the floor for the perverts and deviants who you don’t want watching your ass or tits as you work out (and God forbid they try to make eye contact). Instead you need to rethink your choice of attire. As I mentioned, I never cease to be amazed at how much smaller, tighter and more revealing women’s workout apparel has become with the growth in the yoga/pilaties/barre areas of working out. Go to Lululemon (or other suitably “modern” woman’s workout clothier) and carefully pick out a sports bra/top and shorts/tights that are one level beyond that which you would ordinarily be comfortable (or two or three levels for the advanced participants). Test out a number of aspects of those items other than fit and how well the hold the girls like how thin the material is, how it feels against your skin (or nipples or crotch), how stretchy is it, and most importantly (at least from this mans perspective) how sheer it becomes when stretched. Might I suggest that when you are trying it on you simply stand up and lock out your knees and bend over until you are touching the floor in the way that only a really flexible yoga instructor (or really really slutty woman) might. Take a look in the mirror of (hopefully) a brightly lit dressing room or store. The more that you see of your undergarments (or certain other areas) the better (IMHO). Decide whether there is an appropriately skimp “workout” thong (yes these things seem to exist) or whether you are prepared to go commando on your adventure. Then make sure that you pick a gym and a class that has just the type of hot young men (or lecherous old ones) that you want to show the fruits of your labor and make a point to find yourself in a position where, through no fault of immodesty or salaciousness on your part (because doing the exercises in the class themselves will have you bending and spreading aplenty), your best assets are squarely in the line of sight for your intended target. Then, report back here and let us all know the details of your adventure (what clothes did you choose? describe your target audience (a cute chick even)? what did you do? what did he see (or might he have seen)? how did he react? did you engage with him at any point? and most importantly, how did it make you feel? Eagerly awaiting the chance to get as pumped up as you did. Cheers!