In the morning, Deniska woke up because someone was tickling him under his nose with a blade of grass. He sneezed.
-Hey, Mom, what are you doing?
Opening his eyes, he saw Ira sitting opposite him on his mother's bed, smiling and tickling him.
-Wake up, sleepyhead, it's already nine o'clock. If you haven't had enough sleep, you can sleep on the grass in the forest under the sun.
-I've had enough sleep. I was about to get up myself. Did Mom go out for groceries?
-Yes. Can you wait a minute, I'll check you over. Vera and I checked each other. We didn't find anything.
-Yes, I can.
Deniska removed the sheet and lay down flat. After the night, he had a strong erection. He covered his soldier with both hands. Ira sat down on his bed and ran her hands through his hair, looked at his neck, behind his ears. She examined all the areas where a tick could hide and bite. Everything was clean. When she reached his arms, she stopped.
-Honey, hang in there, I won't be long. Move your hands.
Denis took his hands away. Ira gently lifted her fighter with one hand and began to examine him. The gate slammed shut outside. The door opened and Vera came in. At that moment, Ira lifted Denis's fighter with her fingers. It wasn't the Eiffel Tower, but it looked great, according to Vera.
-Do we have Repin's painting 'We Didn't Expect'?
-Vera, 'We Expected'. I'm examining the honey after his nap. He just woke up. Okay, that's it. Now lie on your stomach.
Ira examined Deniska carefully.
-Everything's fine. There's nothing wrong. Go wash up. Breakfast is ready. Come on over.
They had breakfast together. Everything was ready, and they were about to leave when Vera stopped.
-Yevdokia Anisimovna, upon learning that we were going to the lake, advised us to take a basket for strawberries. I'll show you where to find them, she explained.
Crossing the stream at a familiar spot, they climbed confidently up the edge of the forest. Somewhere over there, last time Deniska had turned into the forest. They saw the birch trees together. Their tops appeared from behind a small bend. The beauty of the forest did not leave them indifferent. The tart aroma of herbs and pine needles made their heads spin. A whole cascade of new sounds surrounded and enveloped them from all sides. It was impossible to get lost. Walking along the birch trees, they saw the surface of the lake from afar. They involuntarily quickened their pace. They reached the point from which they could see the entire lake. Reeds grew in places along the edges. Wide leaves and lilies were visible on the water's surface.
-We're going there.
Vera pointed to the opposite side.
-See the birch trees and hills over there? It will be comfortable to lie down there, and there are strawberries nearby.
Taking advantage of the stop, Deniska took out his monocle and looked through it at the place his mother was pointing to. There were indeed lawns with grass, over which the branches of young birch trees hung.
-What a wonderful place.
They walked around the lake and soon laid out their things on the chosen lawn.
-Son, look around, please. Are we alone here?
Deniska looked around the lake with his monocle. Everything was clearly visible.
The first lake in the birch forest: https://youtube.com/shorts/iGsGLDwtQDc
-No one. Just pristine nature.
Denis was the first to undress and was already in his swimming trunks. Mom and Ira unpacked their bags and took out their swimsuits.
-Denis, turn away, we're getting changed.
-Yes, Mom, I am.
"They're strange. They weren't shy yesterday."
-I'm ready.
-Me too.
Denis turned around. Mom and Ira were standing in their swimsuits, ready to go. He grabbed his goggles and was the first to start walking down to the water. At the water's edge, they chose a spot without reeds, with a gentle slope of sand mixed with soil. The water was nice. Most importantly, it was crystal clear. At the bottom, a meter from the shore, he noticed a school of small fish swimming smoothly away from them.
-Honey, go in carefully at first. I'll go first. I'll walk around and check the bottom.
-Irisha, I'm with you. It's hot.
Vera put her hand behind her back and started adjusting her bra.
-Verchik, what's wrong with it? Is it too tight?
-Yes. I must have gained weight over the winter.
-Take it off. Try without it.
Ira helped her friend take off her swimsuit and handed it to Deniska.
-Honey, hold this for me, please. We'll check the bottom.
After wandering around the shore of the lake and exploring the bottom, they realized there was nothing to fear. Their precautions had not been unnecessary. The gentle, soft bottom turned out to be free of underwater debris. How few places like this are left. Vera allowed Deniska to go into the water.
-Step gently on the bottom. It's our first time here, and we don't know the place.
Vera took his bra and wet it in the water.
-I'll wear it anyway. What if someone comes?
Ira helped her adjust it from behind. They swam, dived, and frolicked like children.
The importance and dignity of teaching were forgotten. Having swum ten meters from the shore, Deniska swam up to a lily to admire the flower. It was beautiful. His feet sank into the depths and immediately felt the difference in water temperature. Here, the water was as cold as in a well. Without hesitation, he swam back to shore.
-I haven't swum like this in a long time. Thank you, water.
Ira began to go ashore. Deniska and Vera followed her. Standing in the sun, drying off, they climbed up to their location.
-Honey, can I have the monocular? I want to look around and admire nature.
-Yes, of course. Here's the focus. I took off the caps and put them in the case.
Ira pressed her eye to the viewing lens and froze. She moved it in different directions.
-Vera, it's so beautiful and quiet here, and there's no one around. I suggest we take off our swimsuits so we don't have to lie in wet ones. Let's put them on the towel in front of us. Let them dry. If someone comes close to us, we'll quickly put them on.
-I agree. I don't think anyone will come near us. There are never any people in this part of the forest. Don't lie down in your wet swimming trunks either, son.
They took out their towels, dried themselves off, and spread them out across the entire width of the blanket.
-Son, look around while we get settled.
-Yes, okay, Mom. Get settled.
Deniska turned away and pointed his monocular into the distance. Behind him, his mother and Ira took off their wet swimsuits. After looking around the lake once more, he put the monocular back in its case. Soon, his mother announced that they were already sunbathing and that he could join them. Turning around, he froze.
Two beautiful white nymphs lay on their stomachs and sunbathed. They spread their swimsuits on towels on the grass in front of them. "Ira has a nice blanket. It's big. There's still room for him to lie down." Deniska put his monocle in his bag, took a book, and walked over to the blanket. His mother and Ira were lying in front of him. Their legs were slightly apart, and he could see the folds of their mounds deep in their crotches. Their asses were dazzlingly white. "Oh, how wonderful and beautiful."
-Mom, which side should I lie on?
Vera raised her head, looked left, right, then at Deniska.
-Son, take off your swimming trunks first. We don't want to get the blanket wet. Lie down in the middle, I guess. The sun is hot.
She touched his shoulders and took sunscreen out of her bag, then moved aside to make room for Deniska.
-Honey, here's the cream, rub it on me and Ira. Look how pale we are. And you're paler than pale. Then I'll rub it on you.
Deniska sat down in the center on his heels. His legs were folded at the knees. He put his swimming trunks next to his mother's swimsuit. He took the tube. It was still new. He squeezed some onto his fingers and was about to start with his mother, but then changed his mind, took more cream and spread it on both hands, applying it to his mother's and Ira's shoulders at the same time. Their hair was tied back with elastic bands, and he covered the neck area. He rubbed slowly, turning his head to the right and left. When he reached their bottoms, he decided to start with the left side and then continue down the leg.
The right half, continuing downwards. Her soft, supple buttocks drew his hand back to them. "She's mentally telling me to rub her more." He began rubbing her buttocks separately in circles. He plunged his hand inside and stroked her there. Ira, followed by her mother, spread her legs wider. His hand was almost able to cover one mound at the bottom first, and then the second. He began to stroke with his hand, as he had done last time.
-Son, do you want to put cream on us there? But the sun doesn't shine there.
-Mom, yes. My hand slipped there by itself.
Vera raised her head, reached for her bag, and began searching for something. Denis froze. His mother handed him another cream.
-Son, take this cream. It doesn't absorb as quickly. It will be easier for you to rub this area.
Denis recognized the tube of chamomile-based baby cream. His mother used it for her hands and Denis's friend. He began to rub it in. Yes, it was much easier with this cream. His hand glided smoothly. He plunged his finger into his mother's and Ira's mounds and began to rub there. Suddenly, the sound of birds singing was joined by a quiet sound from his mother. It sounded like the words "yes" and "no," only if pronounced with tightly pressed lips. He didn't know if it was good or bad, so he took his fingers out of the depths of the mounds and continued the upward movement. Here, he began to rub and massage in circles. This part of the body rose.
He added cream to his fingers and continued rubbing. Now Irina lifted the part of her body he was rubbing. He added cream to that hand too and continued rubbing. The soft parts of her body swayed up, down, and sideways following his hand. He involuntarily touched the points deep inside her body. "Can I press there so that my finger goes inside, like Ira did to me then?" He pressed gently with his little finger. The pad of his finger sank very gently into the depths. Ira sighed. It sounded like the sound "i" to him. He very carefully pressed his little finger against the point with his other hand. His mother's reaction was stronger, so his finger slipped and sank deeper. He was so absorbed in the new sights and sensations that for a while he forgot about his fighter. When he raised himself up on his knees, he saw him below, very tense. He began to do lower locks. After doing them five times in a row, he did a sixth and froze. He did this twice. On the third, he saw that the fighter was looking at ten o'clock. He felt much better. At that moment, he felt his fingers on both hands begin to squeeze Mom and Ira's muscles almost simultaneously. Their bodies slowed down and stopped moving. He began to carefully remove his fingers and hands, placing them on top, stroking them from above. Above, above head level, Mom and Ira were holding hands. Deniska lay on his stomach and stretched forward. They broke their handshake and took his hands and began to wipe the cream from his hands with their wet swimsuits.
-Thank you, son. There's something in your hands. When you touch me, it feels so good that I can't stop you, even though I should. Lie down more comfortably, I'll put some sunscreen on you.
-Yes, right now. Mom, did I put the cream on you correctly?
-Yes, very correctly.
Vera began to rub Deniska's arms, shoulders, and back. Ira held out her open palm, and Vera squeezed some cream onto it too. Ira began to rub Deniska's thighs, ankles, and all the way down to her heels.
-Mom, are we going to check ourselves tonight? I mean, examine ourselves to make sure no ticks have gotten into our skin folds?
-Yes, definitely. We'll check after our shower.
-Mom, did I really find a lot of ticks on you and Ira?
-Yes, a lot. If it weren't for you, we would definitely have been bitten.
-Then can you tell me and show me how everything works down there? You see, it's hard for me to examine myself when I don't understand anything.
-Son, are you serious?
-Yes. I want to know everything. I think that if I understand more, it will be easier for me to control my sexual energy.
Vera understood that Deniska was right. Where else could he learn this? He turned to her as the person closest to him. She looked at Ira. Ira shook her head, as if to say that he was right and he needed to learn everything. Vera rubbed his back and thought about how best to respond. Deniska sensed the pause and took it as a preliminary refusal.
-Mom, if you're against it, that's okay. I'll ask the guys about it. They have pictures that you can buy and learn from.
-I'm against it. Not on the street, anyway. You understand that this is an intimate area and the information about it is sensitive and personal. Those photos show everything in a terrible way. The person who took them is mentally ill. And you know that many illnesses are contagious. Looking at those photos will infect you. Your psyche will be traumatized. I'm asking you, promise me you won't go to any guys. For my part, I'll show you everything and tell you everything I know.
-Irisha, will you help me and Deniska? Just so that everything is as you said.
-Of course, I'll help. How can I refuse my savior? What was I talking about?
-When you talked about sexual initiation, which Shiva mentioned.
-Yes, of course. Knowledge of Yin is necessary. It's a natural instinctive feeling.
-Okay. Then I promise I won't go anywhere to ask questions. I didn't want to go to them myself. Life forces us to.
-Well, we've agreed, our curious one. Now lie down and sunbathe. We're done rubbing you.
-Ira, what kind of initiation is it? What does it involve?
-It's a proper exchange between energies - female and male. In order for you to start a family, you need to understand a lot.
-Ira, I'm a little nervous. Make sure we don't cross the line of what is possible and acceptable.
-Don't worry. I am responsible for you and the honey.
They were all lying on their stomachs. The weather was sunny. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. The branches of the birch trees swayed and blew a breeze over their bodies. It was comfortable to sunbathe and not hot at all. The singing of birds and the gentle rustling of birch leaves were soothing.
They didn't notice when they fell asleep. Vera was the first to wake up. She glanced at her watch. Raising her head above the grass, she looked at the lake. Everything was the same on the shore. Forest silence. Small ripples on the water and birds singing. "It's a pleasure to listen to them." She touched their shoulders. "They're hot. I need to turn them over onto their backs." Then she decided to let them sleep a little longer. After all, they were breathing in negative ions, which is very beneficial. She sat down, picked up a copy of Health magazine, and decided to read. Fifteen minutes later, Ira raised her head. Looking sleepily at Vera and Deniska, she whispered:
-I didn't notice I fell asleep.
-I was just about to wake you up. I hope the cream will protect us from sunburn. We're all so pale. Ira, let's go higher. See that slope over there with green grass on it? There should be strawberries there. Deniska will stay here.
They decided to go explore. Strawberry season should be starting soon. Ira insisted, and they put sweatpants and T-shirts on their bare bodies.
-Son, wake up. You'll sleep later, but you won't be able to sleep at night.
Deniska raised his head and, seeing his mother and Ira dressed, immediately sat up, rubbing his eyes.
-Mom, where are you going? Are we going home already?
-No, we're going to that slope to see if the strawberries are ready or if it's still too early. We'll be back in ten minutes. If you're going to lie on your back, put some cream on your stomach. The sun is high. Don't go anywhere. We'll come back and we'll all go swimming together.
-I'm not going anywhere. I'll wait for you.
Vera and Ira took the basket and left. Deniska took out his monocular to watch them. He could see them clearly as they walked down the hill. Their sweatpants fit snugly around their legs, emphasizing their slender legs and firm thighs. When they reached the slope and occasionally bent over to pick berries, he could see them even better. "If I were an artist, I would definitely paint a picture called 'Picking Strawberries'. My painting would hang in the Tretyakov Gallery. That's for sure." Mom and Ira soon returned.
-There aren't many strawberries yet. It's just starting. Here. Give me your hand. Eat up.
-Real forest strawberries! Delicious!
They all changed and went down to the lake. The water had warmed up even more in the sun, and it was very pleasant to swim. Ira and Vera swam along the shore. Deniska, wearing his goggles, dived more than he swam. Underwater, he looked into the depths of the lake, at the bottom and to the sides. "Of course, it's not a swimming pool, but here, where the water is clear, you can see very well."
-Vera, let's get out. Deniska is already cold. His face has changed color.
-Yes, Irisha. Let's go. We have to get out, or he'll catch a cold. Son! Let's get out. We have to give the lake a rest from us.
They went upstairs together to the place where they sunbathed. This time, they all took off their wet swimsuits and swimming trunks and immediately lay down on the blanket to bask in the sun. Deniska lay on his back and covered his soldier with both hands. Mom and Ira were deciding whether to cover their faces from the direct rays of the sun. They decided it was better to cover them. Let their faces tan from the reflected rays of the sun. That way, there would be no wrinkles. After Mom and Ira lay down next to him, he removed his hands. They lay there and basked in the warmth. Vera looked at herself, Deniska, and Ira.
-I don't see any water droplets. Let's put on some cream.
Vera squeezed cream onto everyone's hands. They all sat up and began to rub it in. When they were done, they lay down and sunbathed.
-Ira, you said that Deniska is getting stronger. What did you mean?
-His ability to control his excitement. The longer, the better.
-That's kind of vague.
-Yes, you're right. I didn't find it in the yoga books. It is believed that this information is passed on orally from teacher to student. Dulma said that this ability appears after ten decades. It happens individually for everyone. Ten decades is the foundation, after which 'three flowers reach the top'.
-So, I have to practice Vajroli for at least a hundred days? What are the three flowers?
-Yes, honey, at least a hundred days. After that, you should see results. And the three flowers are seed fluid or hormone-produced fluid, energy, and soul. The top is the brain. Otherwise, by practicing Vajroli, you sublimate your sexual energy into the upper chakras, thereby activating dormant areas of the brain.
-Do we have Sahajoli?
-Yes, Verchik. As I said, there are differences in the muscle groups involved in raising energy. Having achieved success in this practice, a weak person becomes strong, a sick person becomes healthy. The body acquires unique properties that manifest themselves in resistance to mechanical stress.
-And how did this refugee Dulma know this?
-She served in one of the Bon monasteries in northeastern Tibet. The monasteries of Tibet are repositories of ancient knowledge, museums of ancient art. The monastic sanghas were repositories of many religious objects, thangkas (Tibetan paintings), sculptures, and frescoes. They were engaged in healing. All medical practices were recorded on Tibetan paper in the form of manuscripts. All these manuscripts were preserved for thousands of years.
-Was she Tibetan by nationality?
-Yes, or more precisely, Uyghur.
-What did they treat?
-I don't know the names of the diseases. I know that they treated them with herbs and human energy. Moreover, they cured diseases with herbs, and with energy management, they made people completely healthy. There were also monks in their monastery who restored damaged parts of the human body after injuries or wars. When a part of the body was missing, for example, an arm, they regenerated it with mantras.
-How did she cure your grandmother?
-She cured her after hunters from one of the Old Believer villages found them. They spent some time recovering after wandering in the forest for many days. Dulma and my mother recovered quickly. My grandmother, however, was ill for a long time and then took to her bed. The local paramedic examined her and said that she didn't have long to live. She was severely hypothermic and had inflammation in her lungs. Dulma reassured her mother and took it upon herself to treat her grandmother. She asked for a barrel to be made in the bathhouse, where she brewed forest herbs that she collected every day with boiling water. She did not let anyone in during the treatment. It was just her, her grandmother, and her mother. After bathing in the barrel, they laid her grandmother on a bench. On the bench, Dulma made her grandmother massage her intimate areas and her mother massage her breasts.
-Irisha, so they aroused her, or rather, aroused her sexual energy?
-Exactly. After arousing her, Dulma made her draw that energy upward.
At the time, my mother didn't understand why I was being teased. Later, when I was at university, I told her that these energy management techniques were described in ancient books. It is now clear that stimulation of all these erogenous zones caused a powerful release of hormones into the blood, such as melatonin, dopamine, adrenaline, oxytocin, and prolactin. The level of immunoglobulin in the blood increased. In fact, these are antibodies, for the discovery of which the Russian biologist Mechnikov was awarded the Nobel Prize in 1908. When this energy reached certain areas of the brain, it stimulated the vital functions of all its parts. My grandmother began to recover very quickly. Within a month, she was completely healthy.
Deniska, without disturbing Ira, whispered to his mother.
-Mom, does that mean I touched your erogenous zones today?
-Yes, son, listen. How did she know all this?
-The roots of this knowledge go back to ancient times. The Bon religion is considered the oldest on planet Earth. It is more than 18,000 years old.
When Buddhism came to Tibet, a great deal of knowledge from the Bon religion was transferred to Buddhism and vice versa. Many rituals in Bon and Buddhism are mirror opposites. In monasteries, many manuscripts are translations from ancient Sanskrit, the texts of which have been preserved only in Tibet, due to its isolation and remoteness from the world.
-What is the name of this teaching on the use of sexual energy?
In Tibet, these are secret teachings given by the heavenly dancer Dakini to the world of limited earthly beings. In Tibet, Dakini is understood to be the highest enlightened female spirit, deity, or energy. In Buddhism, they are considered to be the embodiment of the feminine principle and the bearers of supreme knowledge. They are revered as protectors who seek to awaken people. I understand this in my own way. The enlightened can connect to the noosphere and receive sacred knowledge. Ancient people believed that they received knowledge from spirits. The knowledge received is recorded and applied by people. I am also familiar with Kurukulla, Rati - female divine spirits, Tvastar, Pushan, Savitar - male divine spirits. The secret teachings of Mahasukha Dharma are secret. These are teachings on self-improvement on the spiritual path using special methods of sutra and Tibetan Tantra, which were passed down from teacher to student. Sutras develop the physical and spiritual maturation of the student's mind and heart and raise their intellectual level. This is preliminary preparation of the student's body and mind for tantric practice. This is done through various yoga practices and exercises. Tibetan Tantra develops a person's subtle bodies, chakras, energy channels, and energies.
Ira continued.
-In India, it is Tantra. There is a lot of information here. These are texts from Hindu and Buddhist traditions. There are many of them, more than a hundred. Unfortunately, not all of them are available to us. In Tantra, desires are associated with six psychic centers — chakras. The seventh chakra is beyond desires. Most desires are focused on the physical body, and they are classified according to their correspondence with a particular chakra. To overcome desires, a path is proposed for raising Kundalini energy from the lower root chakra to the highest, seventh chakra. Practical methods for raising Kundalini energy include breathing exercises (pranayama), meditation, contemplation, reflection, and chanting mantras. Tantra transforms all energies in the physical body, and sexual intercourse is sacred to any tantrist, and the female principle of yoni and the male principle of lingam become objects of ritual and sacred worship. The symbol of Tantra is the union of Shiva (God the Father) and Shakti (Goddess Mother). Thus, men and women in Tantra overcome habitual stereotypes and stereotypical thinking, instincts and complexes, becoming enlightened.
Vera and Deniska listened.
-Ira, what are Dakini like?
-I have only seen paintings depicting them. In these paintings, they are female divine beings. I can add that the word "Dakini" comes from the Sanskrit "daka," which means "heavenly dancer" or "heavenly feminine essence." Dakinis are considered the embodiment of wisdom, energy, and compassion. They help practitioners on their spiritual path by guiding them and transmitting secret teachings. In paintings, they are often depicted in dynamic, dancing poses, with jewelry and weapons. Their image symbolizes transcendent, energetic feminine power and embodies aspects of divine feminine energy and wisdom.
After a moment of silence, Ira continued her story.
-In China, it is Taoist alchemy. In the 20th century, all practices for healing and managing human energies were called Qigong. In Qigong, Qi energy rises through the energy channels to the Ajna chakra. Even if a person has not attained enlightenment, they will still enjoy excellent health, a beautiful mind, and a significant increase in lifespan. The point we press in the perineum area is called Hui Yin. It translates as the merging of Yin. It is the point where the paths of Yin energy in a person intersect. It is here that sexual energy is transformed into Qi, which is key to slowing down aging and fully restoring human organs. The use of Qi for self-improvement is at the heart of Taoist teachings on male and female alchemy. According to legend, the first Chinese emperor, Huangdi (the Yellow Emperor), lived a very long life, several centuries. He had many children, wives, concubines, and practiced sexual Qigong throughout his life. In ancient times, only godlike emperors practiced Qigong, not only for health and longevity, but also to know themselves and the universe.
There were many words Deniska didn't understand. He didn't interrupt. The main thing was that his mother understood, and she would explain it to him later. He spread his arms below and found his mother's and Irina's hands and placed his palms on them so that their fingers were intertwined. They lay there for a while, holding hands. He wanted something more. He sat up. Mom and Ira's faces were covered with T-shirts. Their nipples were covered with leaves. Their legs were bent at the knees and their knees were raised. He stood up, turned around, and sat down on the opposite side. He carefully placed his palms on Mom and Ira's mounds. Ira continued talking. "It's good that I didn't interrupt," he thought.
-So much useful knowledge. It should be studied and published for all people to see.
-That won't work now, Vera. A great deal of knowledge in Tibet has been lost, and the knowledge that has been published in India and China is reaching us very slowly.
-Lost? Why?
-The war destroyed everything. Between 1950 and 1951, the Chinese People's Liberation Army began the annexation of Tibet. The monastery where Dulma served was one of the first to be looted.
She miraculously escaped. The mass destruction of Tibet's cultural heritage continued until 1970. During this period, more than 6,000 monasteries were destroyed. Of the more than 600,000 monks, 110,000 were killed and the rest were sent to concentration camps. Their fate is unknown.
Of Tibet's 6 million people, 1 million died. As a result of the Cultural Revolution carried out by Mao Zedong's followers in Tibet, all the treasures from the monasteries were looted and destroyed. Religious books were burned. Sacred texts were used as toilet paper in public and private toilets. Sacred stones with Bon religion prayers were also used for flooring in the most unsavory places in China. Golden statues and objects of worship were melted down and sold on the Hong Kong stock exchange.
Deniska listened, and when the conversation turned to the death of people, he removed his hands from his lap and sat silently. Vera was silent too. She knew what revolution was. It would take decades for Tibet's wounds to heal.
-That's a sad story. I said that Dulma's story is full of tragic events and trials.
-Where is she now?
-I don't know. My mother said she was going to Nepal, to a monastery. As far as I know, she learned to speak Russian and was helped with her documents. My grandmother said she was well over a hundred years old. She didn't say her exact age so as not to shock anyone. She looked like a girl. Only upon closer inspection could one tell that she was a young woman.
-But how is that possible?
-She practiced Svadhisthana energy management. She also worshipped White Tara, the goddess of longevity. I think all these secret practices are related to hormone production management. She stopped her cycle. Therefore, in principle, it is possible. Whether to believe it or not is a personal matter for each individual.
Mom and Ira got up and sat down opposite Deniska. They removed their T-shirts from their faces. Vera took out her watch and looked at it.
-I suggest we get ready to go home. By the time we get there and prepare something to eat, it will be six o'clock. Eating late is bad for sleep. What do you think?
-Yes, let's get dressed. Deniska, stay here, Mom and I are going to run some errands.
-Okay. I'll get dressed too.
Vera and Ira got dressed and went upstairs and out the door. He folded the blanket, put the wet clothes in a bag, and cleaned everything up. All that remained in their place was a rectangle of flattened grass. A few minutes later, Mom and Ira returned.
-Well done, son. Very neat. Come on, let's go.
They went downstairs, walked around the lake, and took the familiar path home. They were silent for a while. Each was thinking about something else.
-Ira, you said that you need to practice for at least 100 days. How do you know when a person has mastered this practice?
-100 days is for men. Many peoples of the world have similar practices, and the practices themselves are called by different names. Information about them can be found in the reports of geographical societies. In some South Asian countries, it is customary for fathers to teach their sons and mothers to teach their daughters. Among the Slavs, mothers teach both daughters and sons. However, complete teachings exist only in Tibet, India, and China. The practice is considered to be fully mastered if, during 100 days of Vajroli practice, a person has retained all of their fluids. This is the foundation. With single practice, it may take more days. With paired practice, it takes less than 100 days.
The number of lifts increases gradually and depends on the practitioner's success. After ten months of practice, it is necessary to draw energy and concentrate it in the Ajna chakra. In the Russian tradition, it is called the Heavenly Eye or Chelo. Sometimes it is called the third eye and depicted in paintings.
-And where is that?
-Right here, look.
-Iris, and for women?
-For women, it's 30 days. I came across this figure in Chinese alchemy manuals. Massage is added to physical exercises. It is mandatory.
-Ira, why do Slavic mothers teach all their children?
-For centuries, Russia has been attacked by enemies who want to take away its land, rich in natural resources. A woman, the guardian of the hearth, is left alone, her husband having died in the war. She raises her children and does men's work. Vera, remember Nekrasov's "He will stop a horse in full gallop and enter a burning hut".
-Yes, I remember. "She endures hunger and cold, always patient, even-tempered," "a beauty, a wonder to the world. Rosy-cheeked, slender, tall."
-Ira, will you show me the techniques you used?
-To learn the techniques, you need to be physically prepared. How many pull-ups can you do?
-Not many, about three. How many do I need to do?
-Seven to ten will be enough. I suggest we make a horizontal bar in the yard and train little by little. It will be useful to you in the future. A man must be able to protect himself and his family.
-I'm ready. Today I'll look for something to make a horizontal bar out of.
-Irysh, how about we start every morning with a run and some exercises?
-I'm all for it.
Everyone liked the idea very much and they planned their morning activities all the way to the cottage. When they got home, Ira suggested that they examine each other first and then get on with their business. They went into the room behind the stove and undressed. Deniska was examined first again. Then Vera and Deniska examined Ira from both sides. Ira spun around in place.
-Irisha, everything is clean. They're not there. Please examine me, and then we'll see.
Deniska and Ira stood on either side of Vera and slowly turned her around, examining her from head to toe and back again.
-That's it, no ticks visible. Now we can check there.
They moved the bench to the middle. Vera thought for a moment and suggested,
-Ira, let's lie down opposite each other, and Deniska will examine us." I can't get him out of my head, he's such an expert. Is that okay? Am I breaking any moral laws?
-No, Verichka. You're raising Deniska yourself. It's a big responsibility. He's a smart young man and understands what's okay and what's not.
-Okay, Irishka.
Vera and Ira lay down on their backs. Their legs were facing each other. They spread them apart. Deniska knelt down with a flashlight and stuck his head between them.
-Yes, Mom. It will be very convenient, it will take less time, and productivity will double.
-Examine us, you our innovator.
Deniska began his examination with his mother. With his left hand, he shone a flashlight, and with his right, he felt the folds of her mound. The upper window was clearly not enough for good lighting. Deniska found nothing. After stroking the entire area of the mound with his palm once more, he moved on to examining Ira. Ira was also clean. Carefully examining all areas of the body, he gently ran his fingers over the skin of Ira's mound. He didn't want to finish, but the situation did not allow him to continue.
-I've examined everything, there's nothing there. Clean skin. I still need to examine the very bottom.
-You're quick. Indeed, rationalization is evident.
Vera and Ira lay down on their stomachs. Their bottoms were facing each other. Deniska leaned over them to examine them.
-Mom, I'll be right back.
He went into the room and returned with two pillows.
-Mom, I want to put these under your stomachs. It will be easier for me to see that way.
-Oh, son, go ahead." You're always improving the technique. Like this? Or a little further forward?
-Lie down on the pillow with your lower abdomen and spread your legs wider. Yes, like that. Ira, you too. Yes, now I can see everything perfectly. I'll be right back. I won't keep you waiting long.
Ira's butt was facing the upper window of the room, so he could examine it without a flashlight. He spread her butt cheeks with both hands and saw a dark spot in the depths that looked like a tick.
-I found something. I'll get it out.
He pulled out the spot, squeezed it between his fingers, and held it up to the light.
-Honey, is it a tick?
-No, I think it's a piece of sweatpants or a piece of fabric.
-Okay, take your time, look carefully.
He continued his examination. Running his fingers over every fold, he made sure there was nothing else suspicious.
-Ira, I'm done with you. Clean. No ticks. Should I put some cream on you like last time?
-You can put some on, just to be safe. I'll wait while you check Mom.
Deniska turned to Vera. Here he needed a flashlight, as she was in the shadows. After going over all the folds with his fingers and removing a couple of rolls of tissue, he finished the examination.
-Mom, that's it. Nothing there. Shall I get the cream?
-Yes, go ahead, son. Hurry up, we have a lot to do.
Deniska ran to get the cream and, with great responsibility, applied it to the mounds on his mother and Ira. He rubbed it in diligently. Access was very good. His mother was no longer rushing him. Deniska thought to himself, "I didn't really want to come to the dacha before. But now I really like it here." However, he still couldn't figure out what he liked most — the lake, the forest, or the clean air.
-Son, hurry up, my knees are getting stiff.
-Yes, I'm almost done.
-Help us. Otherwise, Ira and I will kiss these areas.
Deniska took out the pillows and was about to carry them into the room. Ira stopped him with her hand.
-Thanks, honey, she said and kissed him. Go on.
Deniska took the pillows away. When he returned to the room, his mother and Ira were buttoning up their bathrobes.
-Son, we're going to the kitchen. We'll call you when it's ready.
-Okay. I'll be outside.
Vera and Ira went to cook. They wanted to make borscht and buckwheat porridge with chicken. Deniska got dressed and was about to go outside. Passing by the kitchen, he found his mother and Ira cooking. They were talking quietly about how it was time to pour the cherry jam into jars. He didn't disturb them. Behind the house, he set about realizing his idea. Near the bathhouse behind the shed, he found what he needed in a pile of firewood and old boards. It was a piece of pipe suitable for a horizontal bar. He fiddled with it until he was called to eat. After eating, Deniska worked on setting up a place behind the house where he could do pull-ups on the bar. It turned out that the pipe would rest on the ledge of the shed and on the tank stand. It would be quite stable if secured. In the evening, he was in the utility room making fasteners for the bar. His mother came in. She was wearing a nightgown.
-Son, when are you going to bed? Ira and I are already in bed watching a TV series.
-I'm done for today. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed.
-Then I'll go. By the way, how are your shoulders and back? Does your skin hurt or burn?
She stroked his shoulders and back with her hand.
-No, I don't think so. I didn't get sunburned. How about you?
-Good job, son. We're fine too. If we fall asleep, please turn off the light.
-Mom, wait. When can you show me everything there and tell me about it? You promised.
-Do you want to do it today?
-Yes, I don't want to put it off.
-Okay, we'll wait for you, come on over.
-I'll be quick.
Vera went into the room. Deniska cleaned up the mess, hung up his tools, and turned off the light. In the room, Mom and Ira were watching TV, lying on their stomachs, chatting casually with their legs raised. Their short nightgowns had ridden up, revealing the lower folds of their bare bottoms. Vera waved to him. Deniska approached his mother and bent down. Vera said in a low voice, so as not to disturb Ira watching the series:
-I hung a clean towel on the chair in front of the shower door, you'll see it. Take all this off and put it in the laundry. Take everything that's clean.
-Okay, Mom. I'll be right back.
When Deniska returned from the shower, his mother and Ira were lying on the beds, talking quietly about something. The TV was off. Deniska approached his mother and stopped, not knowing what to do next.
-Well, everyone's here. Son, Ira and I decided that it would be more convenient for us to fulfill our promise in the hayloft. There's a wide sleeping area there, and it's flat, with no corners."
They got out of bed and put on their bathrobes. Deniska walked ahead, lighting the way with a flashlight, with his mother and Ira following behind him. Approaching the stairs to the hayloft, he stopped, letting them go ahead. He shone the flashlight on the stairs. Ira climbed up first, followed by his mother. Admiring the view from below, Deniska, without hesitation, climbed up after them. Approaching the sleeping area, they straightened the blanket, sheets, and pillows.
-All right, we can lie down now.
Vera took off her robe and remained in her nightgown.
-I'm ready to be a mouse. You can examine me.
-We'll both be mice. Lie down, Verchik. The honey and I will snuggle up. Then I'll take over for you.
Vera lay down. Deniska didn't know what to do next. Would they call him, or should he go up to his mother himself, lift her shirt, and then call Ira? He stood there, not moving. Ira helped him. She put her hand on his shoulder.
-Come here. Take off everything you're not wearing.
She led him to Vera's feet.
-Sit down.
Vera heard Ira's words. In recent days, she had been undressing in front of Deniska more and more often. At first, when she was naked in front of him, a cold wave would wash over her, and her breath would catch. She would only begin to breathe freely after those moments had passed. She understood herself, the emotions that overwhelmed her, and realized that it was an internal struggle between contradiction and agreement. "I've already decided everything, why do I doubt myself every time?" After they saved each other from the ticks, they all became very close. Vera could now easily undress in front of Deniska, accepting him as a part of herself, and she no longer felt the cold wave. There was calmness and a desire to help him grow up and let him know everything he wanted to know.
Deniska knelt down and sat on his heels. Feeling uncomfortable, he spread his legs on either side of the pillow that served as Vera's seat and moved closer. He moved his legs forward. Ira sat behind him. Her legs were on either side of Deniska's legs. It turned out that Vera's spread legs covered Deniska and Ira's legs. Ira moved closer to him, and he felt her breasts touching his back. She whispered in his ear:
-How are your hands? Are they clean?
-Yes.
-Let's make them even cleaner, honey.
Ira squeezed some chamomile-based cream onto the center of her palm. She rubbed it on Deniska's hands. Then she took his flashlight and shone it on Vera's mound.
-First, I promised to show you the point. Here it is, see?
She pointed to the point at the very bottom.
-Its location coincides with the Hui Yin point. Ira traced the contours of the area with her fingers.
-In fact, it is located 2 cm deep in a cavity that can be felt when pressed and is called Xuan Guan.
Deniska touched the indicated point and pressed it lightly. Ira did not continue. She waited for him to familiarize himself with it. He stroked the folds of the mound first from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. Although Deniska had seen it before during the examination, now, as Ira explained and he touched it, he perceived it completely differently.
-Ira, why does the tension subside when you press on this point?
-This point regulates energy balance. When you are excited, your Yang energy approaches its maximum. When you press on this point, energy is distributed through your body's energy channels. Yang is balanced.
-I understand. And women are the opposite. Does their Yin become balanced?
-Yes, that's right.
Deniska didn't ask any more questions, and Ira continued.
-As you understand, this is the female sexual organ. The medical name is vulva. Together with the male sexual organ, they are symbols of the creation of the entire universe.
Ira paused again. Deniska didn't understand and asked again.
-Is it like a car brand?
"Well, yes, like a Zhiguli," Vera almost said aloud. "How uninformed he is. Where could he have learned about all this? There are no explanatory books on sale. And why is he so interested in knowing everything that girls have between their legs?"
(Author's note: Zhiguli - Fiat brand 1990)
-It looks like it, but no. The second letter is 'u' and the last is 'a'. This whole area is sensitive to touch. There are many nerve endings here. If you touch it with your hand, always do so very carefully and listen to the response. I think a woman's whole body is very sensitive. It reacts very sensitively to touch. That's human nature. With one touch, a woman defends herself, with another, she blossoms like a flower and gives her nectar.
-And what is nectar like?
-Irisha, he's too young. It will be difficult for him to understand.
-Yes, you're right. Honey, just take note of it for now. Later, you'll understand everything yourself.
-Okay. Can I iron here?
Deniska pointed to the inside of his thighs. "I've already rubbed cream on here, so maybe I didn't need to ask?"
-Let's ask.
Vera heard Deniska's question. Ira and Deniska froze and waited for Vera to respond. Vera did not answer immediately.
-Son, since you are studying, you may do so once. However, not for long.
-Okay, Mom, I am only doing this for study purposes.
Deniska first placed his palms on the inner part of her thigh and gently moved them down to her groin. This touch made Vera feel uncomfortable. "No wonder Ira thinks his hands are unusual. I can feel the pins and needles starting to tingle." Then he repeated the movement on her other leg. Then he covered her labia with his right palm and pressed gently. Vera took Ira by the hand and pulled her toward her. Ira realized that she was being called to her ear. She crawled back, knelt down, moved closer to Vera, and leaned toward her head. They began to whisper.
-Ira, I can't hold out much longer. His hands are caressing me, and I'm getting aroused. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and I'll scare Deniska.
-Yes, I understand. I'll try to hurry up and then I'll take over for you. Verchik, tighten your perineal muscles and you'll be completely..."
Deniska realized that they had their secrets, and he calmly waited for Ira to be next to him again. The flashlight lay nearby, its beam shining to the side. The moment Ira bent down toward Vera, her butt was on top and facing slightly away from him. He didn't understand why this happened, but his right hand reached out on its own toward Ira's buttocks, which stood out so clearly in the dim reflected light. He put his left hand back on the inside of his mother's thigh. Ira felt Deniskin's fingers sink into her halves and begin to stroke her very slowly, moving on to her mound. She faltered. His touch was pleasant to her. She finished her sentence.
-...not difficult.
She lifted herself up and began to crawl back on her knees again. Deniska's hand ran over her mound, her stomach, and touched her breast. His soldier tensed up very strongly. He had never felt this way before. He closed his eyes and began to squeeze his perineal muscles frequently. Suddenly, he saw a purple light in his eyes. He opened his eyes. The light disappeared. He closed his eyes, and it reappeared. Not knowing what was causing it, he opened his eyes and continued contracting. After the tenth time, he felt relief.
-Honey, let me go. I'll sit down.
Deniska reached out his hand, and Ira was able to crawl behind him and sit down again as she had been sitting before.
-Let's continue. Mom is tired, so we'll take a quick look today and then continue another time. Okay?
-Yes.
Deniska got ready to listen.
-This is where you were born.
Ira spread the two folds and pointed to it.
-These are the labia minora. Lower down, here is the place. It is also called the "Gate of Life." It is through this gate that a person comes into our world. The medical term is vagina.
-So small?
-A baby is also small. First, it is carried in the womb like a fruit. After nine months, the woman gives birth. A living human being comes into the world. During childbirth, the "Gate of Life" opens and expands.
Deniska listened with interest. Of course, he already knew all this in general terms. But here everything was clearly visible. His mother gave birth to him. Her gates opened, and he came into this world. It's just a miracle. He wasn't there, and then suddenly he was born. He turned to Ira and whispered to her as quietly as possible.
-Ira, why do boys often talk about this place when they talk...
He said the last word so quietly that even Ira had trouble hearing him.
-It's a swear word or an obscene word. The Slavs used these words for curses. It is believed that by uttering these words, a person brings curses and diseases upon themselves and their loved ones. It is better not to use these words. There are living words, there are dead words, and there are destructive words. As a rule, obscene words are destructive words.
"Well, there it is, the influence of the street. And there's no hiding from it," thought Vera. "It's good that he wasn't shy and asked. Now he'll know."
-Ira, after "The Gates of Life," did I already understand that it was my mother or not?
-That's a difficult question. You can't answer it in two words.
Deniska whispered again, as if afraid that his mother would hear him.
-Ira, can I touch it here?
-I think you can, but be careful.
Ira whispered back to him. Deniska stroked everything and touched the "Gate of Life." His finger penetrated deep inside. He looked at Ira.
-Does it hurt your mom?
-No.
-Ira, you said that together they are symbols of the creation of the universe. Does that mean that when my soldier penetrates deep inside, they become symbols?
-Basically, yes." The unity of the male and female organs is the unity of Shiva and Shakti, consciousness and energy, spirit and matter. When married couples are together, they can conceive new life. The birth of something new is a symbol of creation. Your warrior is not allowed to do this, as she is your mother. It is only permitted in special cases, such as war or epidemic, in order to preserve the human race.
-What is written about her in books?
Ira tried to remember something from Russian literature, but nothing meaningful came to mind.
-The Shiva Samhita says that this female organ is like a flower from which all mandalas are born. Hidden within it is the energy of kundalini, the great goddess and mother of the universe.
-A flower...
Deniska repeated and whispered slowly after Ira, then fell silent, lost in thought. Ira wanted to add that "a wise man sees in the yoni the gateway to Brahman and that the yoni is revered as a bridge between the material and the transcendental," but changed her mind. "No, he won't understand me." Deniska's question brought Ira back to reality.
-Ira, where do they pee from?
-Here, higher up. This is the entrance to the urethra, which connects to the bladder.
-It's not very noticeable. I see.
He stroked around the anus.
-And here?
-What here?
-Can I touch here?
-Yes. You can. It's also a very sensitive area. If you touch it, you have to do it carefully.
He remembered that his hand had stroked the upper part of his mother's mound. Here he saw several convex folds. He stroked them. He felt a reciprocal movement upward. He looked at Ira.
-Can I stroke here?
-Yes, this is an important part. The medical name is clitoris.
-Why is it important?
-It is the strongest stimulator of a woman's sexual energy, along with the breasts. When this energy is activated, a woman becomes ready for the act of conceiving new life.
Vera lay there and let her explore. She heard Deniska's questions and Irina's answers. She had been working with Ira for about five years. She respected her very much as a person. She was a true friend and often turned to her for advice. "Ira is always so interesting to listen to," Vera thought. She felt Deniska's fingers, and their gentle touch was pleasant. Now her fingers covered her most sensitive area. Very quickly, a warm wave began to roll over her. She was frightened. It could happen in an instant. "We have to stop." The wave was getting stronger. She leaned back from Deniska's hand. "No, I won't make it." She felt for Ira's knees with her hand, which were close to her thighs. She began to squeeze them frequently with two fingers. Ira responded immediately. She removed Deniska's hand.
-Come on, honey, move your hand. Mom needs help.
Deniska moved his hand and didn't have time to answer before Ira covered the spot and quickly pressed down on it. She felt Vera tighten her perineal muscles, pulling them inward.
-Thank you, Irisha. Deniska was worrying me. Son, get the pillow out. Let's go to bed.
Deniska took out the pillow and gave it to Ira.
-I kept my promise. Did you see everything you wanted to see? Now you keep yours.
-Yes, Mom, I saw everything. I'll keep my promise too. I won't tell the guys, don't worry. Can I still talk to you?
-Yes, talk to me.
They began to get ready for bed. Without discussing it, they placed Deniska in the center.
-Mom, will you show me Ira's? Or rather, tell me how she's built?
-You've already seen everything and now you know, why do you need more?
-I wanted to be with you.
-Son, why are you so restless? Let's do it another time. It's late today, let's rest.
Ira, hearing Deniska call her name, listened. She guessed what he was talking about.
-Honey, if you're talking about my examination, I don't mind. When the time is right, you can take a look, if your mother doesn't mind.
-How could I mind? The main thing is that it's good for him.
-Mom, of course it's good for him. Don't you understand?
Settling down comfortably, they agreed before bedtime to try exercising together in the morning with a run. They all fell asleep without noticing.
To be continued