For a short while, back in my twenties, I did Bikram (hot) yoga in San Francisco. They turned the heat up to 90-100 degrees and men typically went shirtless and women wore as little as possible. Believe it or not, at first I went for the workouts and not the views, but anyway here's my story:
These classes were always very crowded. Being awful at yoga, I liked to place my mat at the back of the class. One class, this gorgeous, super fit, tanned college girl with dirty blonde hair (I suspect she went to USF) placed her mat in front of mine. She was wearing a black athletic bra and short shorts. These weren't the bun-hugger short shorts you see women in track and volleyball wearing. They were a little lose.
Anyway, I noticed her and didn't think too much of it. The class was regularly filled with young beautiful women sweating buckets all around me.
So when we got to the standing bow pose (see attached picture--that's not her), you're supposed to look straight ahead. She expertly performed the pose (though her leg wasn't as high in the air as in the photo), and there I stood awkwardly balancing, staring straight down into her ass cheeks. It was wonderful, and then I noticed a bit of pussy lip exposed. We held the pose for at least thirty seconds and as I stood there, I gazed adoringly at a her shaved, beautiful vulva. Wearing those shorts, she had to have known that someone would get a view wearing those shorts. Bless her.
Needless to say, it was my best yoga class ever. Namaste.