Deniska woke up and turned his head to look out the window. His mother was sleeping next to him. He sat up and saw Ira on his bed behind his mother. He immediately remembered yesterday evening. "He waited for Ira to get out of the shower, then they talked. It's clear, I fell asleep in her bed." He quietly got dressed and went outside. Looking at the sky, he thought that today would be a nice, clear day. After washing up, he immediately went to check the bicycle tire. After taking it apart, he checked the quality of the patch that had been glued on. Everything was holding firmly. "Ah, now I just need to pump it up and check it in a barrel of water." He looked into the barrels. They were less than half full of water. "Today, after the bath, I need to go look for a hook. We'll get a bucket, attach it, and fill the barrels with water. Okay, I'll check the camera in the bowl after charging it." Deniska went to the horizontal bar. First, he did pull-ups. He managed nine times. Then he alternated between lifting his legs, resting, and doing pull-ups. Each time, before the next set, he needed more and more rest. Deniska moved on to practicing techniques. Slowly recalling all the techniques, he imitated blocking and striking. The hardest part was defending against kicks. Time flew by as he practiced. Then he heard the sound of a door closing. Almost immediately, Vera came out to him.
-Good morning. Son, you woke up earlier than everyone else today. It's only half past seven.
-Good morning. I slept well. I went to bed early yesterday. Are we going running?
-We're getting ready. Ira is getting dressed, and I'm going to get dressed too.
-Okay. I'm done too, I'm going to get dressed.
As usual, they stopped to rest on the shore. Squatting down on different legs, they did some stretching.
-Irish, remember you said that herbal brooms are good for the bathhouse. I saw some wild chamomile over there. We could pick some and make brooms.
-Yes, that's a great idea. I was thinking about that too. I suggest we pick some St. John's wort as well. We'll make two kinds of brooms.
-How many do we need to make?
-Sweetie, I don't even know. I think two each will be enough. That makes six.
-Then we need to make one for Mari. That makes eight.
-Yes, Verchik, of course. We definitely need to make one for Mari. Let's go gather the herbs after ten o'clock, when the dew has dried.
After their run, they did their morning yoga exercises. Deniska went to tinker with his bike, Vera made breakfast, and Ira cleaned up. After struggling with the inner tube, Deniska fixed the wheel. He rolled the bike out onto the street, placed it near a bench, and began to pump it up. After pumping the tire halfway, he put his ear to it. He didn't hear any sound of air escaping. "Come on, little wheel, don't let me down," he said to himself and began pumping until it was hard enough, which he determined by hand, pressing with his fingers. Before riding out the gate, he went into the house to tell his mother.
-Deniska, I was just about to come and get you. Sit down, everything's ready.
Deniska washed his hands, and they sat down at the table.
-How are you, honey? How big are you now?
-Here, I just assembled it with the camera taped up. After eating, I think it will become clear whether the tape is holding or not. This is my first repair camera.
-I think I saw a tube of Moment glue in the utility room. I wouldn't have paid any attention to it, but a man bought it right in front of me.
-Yes, we may have to re-glue it. The tube in the repair kit is so small and there's nothing written on it at all.
-Can I come with you?
-Yes, of course, Ira. We'll go together. I was thinking of going out the gate and trying to ride it.
-Son, do you know how?
-I rode it myself in the yard. Remember Dima? He had an "Orlyonok". He let everyone ride it.
-Dima, I remember. Son, be careful out there. Ira, you hold him there, just in case.
-Yes, I'll go out for a ride with him.
After breakfast, he and Ira went out the gate with the bike. In the yard, Deniska squeezed the front wheel with his fingers. It hadn't lost any of its elasticity. "It holds." A feeling of joy filled him.
-Honey, I'll hold you from behind the seat at first. And as soon as you start riding, I'll let go?
-Yes, I think I can do it. Although it's been two years and I have no riding experience, I'm still sure I can ride on my own.
Deniska got on the bike and started pedaling. Ira walked quickly behind him, then switched to a slow jog. Deniska wobbled a little, but he stayed on the road confidently.
Ira let go of the bike and started walking. After riding about a hundred meters, Deniska stopped and turned around. He waved to Ira. Ira stood still and waved back. Deniska rode back to meet her. When he reached her, he stopped. Then he checked the front tire. Squeezing it with his fingers, he made sure it was still firm.
-Great. Want a ride? Want to take it for a spin?
-Honey, not now. Maybe tonight.
-I'll ride it again then. To the end of the street and back.
-Go ahead. I'll wait for you here.
Ira stepped off the road, chose a higher spot, and sat down on the grass. She turned toward Deniska, watching him. When he reached the end of the street, Deniska turned around without stopping and rode back. He stopped near Ira. Ira sat with her knees slightly raised. Her short sundress couldn't cover her thighs, and Deniska couldn't help but admire her. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail, and a light breeze played with her bangs.
-Ira, you're beautiful.
-Well, there you go. We're just checking the bike.
She smiled. She stood up and walked over to him. Deniska took his foot off the pedal and stood next to Ira.
-I'll ride with you to the store now. You can hang the bag in front or tie it behind. It'll be easier for you.
-Great. It'll be more fun.
Behind the gate near the porch, Vera met them. She looked at Deniska and, seeing his cheerful face, realized that he was happy and that the bike was working fine. Vera decided to remind them about the brooms with chamomile and St. John's wort. "The sun is already high in the sky, and the morning dew has surely dried up," she thought.
-Son, how did it go? Haven't you lost your skills?
-No. At first, it didn't work out very well, but then I even picked up speed.
-Well done. The main thing is that you fixed it yourself. I could never have done it.
-Well, Mom. Of course. I could never have sewn anything on your machine either.
-I suggest we go get the grass early. What do you think?
-Yes, Verchik. You're right. Let's go get changed. We need to put on our tracksuits.
-Can I come with you?
-Yes, honey. We'll be done faster. Verchik, do we have a sickle? It'll be easier to gather grass with it.
They decided to take large dark scissors and two knives. Deniska tried to read the engraving on the scissors.
-1949. The rest is illegible.
They took a small blanket for the grass. Once on the shore, they spread out and each cut or picked St. John's wort and chamomile, sorting them as they went. Unnoticed, a small pile of grass grew on the blanket. Once again, Ira approached, took two bunches of grass from their hands and put them down. She estimated the amount of grass.
-Verchik! Deniska! We have enough herbs. Let's go back.
Back home, they divided the herbs into piles, calculating four brooms from each type of herb.
Not really knowing how to make a broom, they folded each blade of grass in half, squeezed it tightly, and began to tie it together. After making the first broom, each of them took it in their hand and pretended to hit their palm with it. The broom turned out to be tight.
-Won't it hurt if you whip your body with this?
-No, Verchik. It will get wet and steam up. Of course, you have to control your strength and not hit too hard.
They tied the rest of the brooms in the same way. When everything was ready, Vera asked,
-Now do we have to put them in water?
-You can. They will stay fresh and won't lose their aroma.
So they did. Deniska remembered yesterday's conversation about the bathhouse. Marie had invited them at three o'clock. She also mentioned firewood, saying they needed help gathering it.
-Mom, Marie said she needs help gathering firewood for the stove. We have a lot of firewood stacked in rows next to the barn. Let's bring her a bundle for the bath stove on our bikes.
-Really? Of course, she needs a lot of firewood. It's hard for her to prepare it herself.
-I agree. Good job, honey, that's a good idea. Verchik, do we have a bag?
-Yes, we definitely do. I saw one on the shelf in the barn.
They went into the shed and found several folded bags on one of the shelves. Taking them outside, they examined these old woven burlap bags. Choosing one that was in better condition, they shook the dust off it.
-This one will do. Let's choose small logs so they will fit in the stove.
The three of them quickly filled the bag with firewood. They tied it shut at the top and made sure the knot was secure and wouldn't come undone on the way.
-Honey, bring us the bike, please. Verchik, can we take this rope?
Ira pointed to the coils of rope hanging on one of the nails on the side and top of the barn wall.
-I think so. I don't know what it's for. I see several short coils here. We'll tie them together lengthwise, and that will be enough to secure it.
Deniska rolled the bike over. Vera and Ira lifted the bag together and placed it on the rack. They tilted the bag toward the bike seat. They wrapped it with rope and secured it to the bike wherever possible and wherever the rope was long enough. The construction turned out to be shapeless, but reliable. Deniska tried riding the bike with the load.
-I can't feel the weight at all. The main thing is to keep your balance.
-That's good. I hope this firewood will be enough for a couple of hours.
Satisfied that they had done their part in gathering firewood for the stove, they went into the house. It didn't take long to get ready. Without thinking too much about what to wear, they chose light summer dresses made of calico. Vera gathered a change of underwear for herself and Deniska, while Ira prepared everything for herself. There were only two sheets. They decided to take a duvet cover instead of a sheet. Deniska lay on the bed reading a book, while his mother and Ira packed their bags. From their conversation, he heard that they were taking various creams, washcloths, and soap. They left early, taking into account that they would walk slower than usual because they were carrying luggage.
Deniska rode his bike, with his mother and Ira walking behind him.
-Mom, give me your bags for the handlebars. I'll hang them on either side, and it will be easier for you to walk.
Vera refused at first, but Deniska persuaded her, and they hung the bags with their belongings and brooms on either side.
-It's not hard at all for me.
-What a useful thing a bicycle is. We've loaded so much onto it.
Ira, on the other hand, took Deniska's bicycle by the saddle.
-Honey, I'll push it like this too. Is that easier for you?
-Yes, it's really easy.
They arrived at Mari's fifteen minutes early. She was already waiting for them and periodically looked out from the porch over the fence and part of the street. Seeing them near her property, she came out to meet them and opened the gate. They greeted each other. Marie was wearing sweatpants with white stripes on the sides and a white T-shirt. All her clothes fit snugly and emphasized her figure and bust, which stood out especially under her T-shirt. Marie noticed that everyone was looking at her.
-I haven't had time to change yet, I just took off my jacket. I went to the forest and brought back some dry pine. There used to be a lot of them, but now you have to go far into the forest to find them. Summer residents are the forest's guardians. It's good that they don't cut down living trees.
-Marie, we brought some firewood.
-Really? That's great. The stove eats a lot, but it also gives off a lot of heat. Come on, Denis, I'll take it and bring it myself.
Marie took the handlebars from Deniska and rode the bike along the path to the bathhouse. Everyone followed her in single file. To the right of the bathhouse entrance was a blank wall. They rolled the bike up to it. Vera and Ira took the bags off the handlebars and helped Deniska unfasten the sack. Marie untied the sack and looked inside.
-Let's see what we have here. Right. They're just the right size.
She held out both hands.
-Deniska, load them up, I'll take them straight to the stove.
Denis began to take the logs out of the bag and place them on the shelf from Marie's hands. When the pile of wood reached his chin, Marie stopped him.
-Okay, now let's go together. Open the door for me.
Denis opened the door, and Marie entered the dressing room. Walking to the corner, she sat down and rolled the wood onto a galvanized sheet. It was wide enough to store a small supply of wood next to the stove. Marie threw a couple of logs into the stove. She showed Denis how to do it.
-Just don't forget to wear gloves. The door handle gets very hot.
-Yes, I understand.
Marie went into the bathhouse, and Deniska went outside.
-Well, honey, is the wood the right size?
-Yes, we've already thrown some in.
Vera pulled Deniska toward her and hugged him around the shoulders. There was a knock as the door closed, and Marie immediately came out from around the corner.
-I checked the stones and the temperature in the bathhouse. I think you can go in in about forty minutes. Girls, you can sunbathe in the meantime. Get undressed and go out in the sun.
-We didn't bring our swimsuits.
-Verochka, today is a weekday and there's no one around, and even if there is, everyone is working on their plots, wearing whatever they have on.
-Mari, maybe you need help with the firewood?
-Deniska and I can handle it. He'll help me saw the log, it's hard to do it alone.
-Come on, Irish, let's get undressed and come over here. Maybe we can help with the sawing.
They went to the bathhouse.
-Deniska, come here.
Mari turned behind the wall again. Here, too, the wall was solid. There was a small window at the top. Deniska realized that this was the wall of the bathhouse and its window. There was a rain shelter near the wall, under which there was some firewood. There was a pine log lying there, and there were small trestles.
-Let's saw this log, and I'll chop it myself. I'll be right back.
Marie left and returned with a two-handed saw. Under Marie's guidance, they placed the pine on the trestle. Marie explained to Deniska how to work together to saw the log.
-You can hold the handle with both hands. I'll hold the log myself.
-Yes, I understand.
Densika took the saw, and Marie bent down and braced herself against the log with her left hand, holding it steady. Her right hand grabbed the handle of the saw. As she leaned forward, Deniska noticed her breasts, which also leaned forward and were supported by her T-shirt.
-The main thing is to try to pull the saw evenly toward you, and then relax your arm. Let's begin.
At first, the saw didn't obey her very well and veered off course, but gradually it sank deeper into the wood, and Deniska caught the rhythm of the work and even began to enjoy it. Marie's chest heaved in front of him, giving him energy. This was the thickest part of the log. When she reached the halfway point, Marie stopped.
-Let's take a break. How are you? Are you tired?
-No, I'm fine.
Deniska heard the voices of his mother and Ira. They came up to them and stood to one side. Deniska immediately noticed them. He wasn't used to seeing them like this. They were wearing white panties and bras. He was used to seeing them like that only for a brief moment while changing, after which they would put on dresses or tracksuits, but here they were just standing and in no hurry. Marie also turned her head in their direction.
-Good job, girls, sunbathe. Over there, eat some raspberries.
Marie bent down again and picked up the saw. They continued sawing. As soon as the second piece of the sawn log fell, Deniska felt hot. Marie saw that Deniska's face had turned red. She herself felt hot.
-Deniska, let's take our clothes off, it's hot.
-Yes, it's really hot.
He and Marie went into the dressing room. There, Deniska saw his mother's and Ira's clothes hanging on hooks. He took off his T-shirt and sweatpants and hung them on a free hook. Left in his underwear, he turned his attention to Marie. Marie also took off her sweatpants and T-shirt.
She was left wearing white panties and a bra. Deniska didn't notice how his eyes had stopped on Marie's chest. Marie, seeing that Deniska was frozen as if hypnotized, leaned toward him and kissed him on the cheek.
-Come on, Deniska, don't get distracted." Let's go.
-Yes, let's go.
He reached out his hands and ran them along the edge of her bra and chest. Marie walked ahead, her buttocks serving as a beacon for Deniska, who followed behind. Taking up their positions, they continued sawing the pine tree. Marie figured they would need to saw six more times. But since the log was getting narrower and narrower, it would be easier for them. They set to work. Deniska involuntarily and with interest looked at Marie. Of course, the first thing he looked at was her panties, through which the hairs on her mound were visible. The line of the panties was below her navel and just below her tan line. They made two more cuts and took a break. Mom and Ira came over. Ira asked Marie for permission to take the saw.
-Marie, will you let us? Verchik and I will try.
-Yes, try it. Have you ever done this before?
-No, I've only seen it in movies.
-Let me and Ira make a cut first so that the saw doesn't slip to the side.
Together with Ira, she began to saw the next piece.
-Son, hold this. Open your palm.
Deniska held out his open palm. Vera poured raspberries into it.
-Eat up. Ira and I picked these together. The raspberry season is just beginning, so there aren't many yet.
-They're delicious.
-Yes, very. We'll have to see if there are any growing somewhere among the bushes on our plot.
-Well, there you go. Now you can try it, Vera.
Marie stopped and handed the saw handle to Vera. Vera took the handle and, at Ira's command, tried to pull it toward her, but she couldn't do it.
-Vera, let me show you how to do it.
She stood behind Vera and placed her hand on Vera's right hand. With her other hand, she held the log. Her chest rested on Vera's back.
-Relax your arm for now. Let's begin. Relax, and now pull toward you, relax, pull. More smoothly. I'm letting go.
Vera was already holding the handle herself and sawing independently. Deniska stood nearby and admired the movements of his mother and Ira. How slender and beautiful they were. If Marie's beauty exuded strength and femininity, then his mother and Ira's beauty exuded charm and grace. The log fell. Ira and his mother straightened up.
-It's not easy. I'm tired and my hand is shaking.
-Verchik, it's because you're not used to it and you're tense.
Deniska and Marie took over. The two of them finished the thin log together.
-Thank you, everyone. I'll chop them up myself later.
Marie threw the logs under the shed.
-Let's go, I think the bathhouse is warm now. Come in and get ready. I'll be right there. Deniska, come with me. We'll get everything for tea.
They went into the house. Everything was already prepared on Mari's table. She took a wide canvas bag with wooden handles. It had "BAG" written on the side.
Let's put everything in the bag.
The electric kettle, mugs, spoons, jars of jam—she easily swallowed it all. Then Marie put her personal belongings in it.
-Denisa, do you know if they took the bathrobes, sheets, and headscarves for the girls?
-Yes, they took almost everything. They didn't find a bathrobe for me. I decided to wear a T-shirt.
-No, my boy. It will get wet. Will you wear the yellow suit or should I find you a bathrobe?
-I'll wear it. It's very comfortable.
-Great. Let's put it here. Okay, I don't think we've forgotten anything. Oh, yes. Some mint and pine needle tea. We'll put it here.
She put two bottles of decoction on the side inside the bag. Marie locked the door, and they walked along the path to the bathhouse. Ira and Vera were sitting on a bench in the dressing room, waiting for Marie and Deniska. They undressed completely and covered themselves with sheets. There was one bag with brooms, soap, and shampoo for the two of them, and it was nearby. The door opened, and Deniska and Marie entered the dressing room. It was a little cramped for four people on the bench, so Ira and Vera got up and moved to the door of the bathhouse.
-It's a little cramped here. But it's okay.
Marie bustled about. She laid out the contents of the bag on the shelves and put it in the far corner. Then she sat down, opened the oven door, and threw some wood into it. She closed the oven's air vent door.
-There. Let's reduce the draft a little.
She looked at Ira and Vera, trying to see if they were naked under the sheet or not. Still unable to tell, she asked.
-Verochka, should I take off all my clothes? Deniska is with us. How did you undress?
-Absolutely. We are at an age where Deniska is developing his understanding of female nature. We allow him to look at us. We are afraid that he will fall under bad influences and do something stupid when he is out with his friends.
-Yes, that's right. It's better for him to learn more from you than from the street. I also worried about my daughter Anya until she grew up.
Marie's words of approval as a doctor were very important to Vera. "So it's not just her, but others think so too. Why was it difficult with my daughter? From experience, I know that it's easier with girls. I'll have to ask her." Marie covered herself with a sheet. Then she stood up, took off her bra, and, bending over, took off her panties. She did all this in such a way that her body remained hidden under the sheet from Deniska, Vera, and Ira, who were standing next to her. Only Deniska was left. He didn't have a sheet, so he hesitated a little, but seeing that everyone was waiting for him, he quickly pulled down his underwear and hung it on his hook with his clothes.
-Deniska, hold these two bottles of decoction. I'll take them from you in the bathhouse. Everyone's ready, let's go.
Marie opened the door to the bathhouse. Hot air rushed out. She turned on the light.
-Girls, hang your bags on the hooks here. Put your sheets on the benches and sit on them. Tie your scarves around your heads.
Marie took two birch brooms out of her bag and dipped them in the hot water. Then she took the bottles of decoction from Deniska. She put one aside and opened the other, pouring a handful into her palm. Removing the sheet, she went to the stove and splashed it. The stones hissed, and a pleasant aroma of pine forest spread throughout the bathhouse.
-Oh! What a scent!
-Yes, I like it too. It's pine needles. I also have some mint, but we'll pour it on the stones the second time."
Marie heated up some water in a saucepan.
-Let me pour some water on you first.
She poured water on everyone in turn.
-Make yourselves comfortable. Let's steam for a while. Then we'll wash off the heat with a washcloth.
Ira and Vera spread one sheet between the three of them. As they settled down to sit, Marie noticed their even tans without white stripes and their clean mounds of Venus.
-Oh, girls, how neat you all are. Whenever I try to trim myself, I always cut myself.
Vera, Ira, and Deniska were already sitting on the lower bench. Behind them was the tallest and widest bench, followed by another narrow one. The narrow bench could accommodate one person, and the upper wide bench could accommodate two. For Deniska, the shape of the bench didn't matter; he just liked it. He didn't pay attention to its shape, which resembled the printed letter "D." He breathed in the scent of pine needles and admired Marie, Ira, and his mother.
-Marie, do you want us to do the same for you without hair? You don't need a machine. We have cream. Ten minutes and your skin will be clean.
-I didn't even know such a cream existed. It's very convenient. Is it expensive?
-I don't know. My friends gave it to me as a gift. They brought it back from a trip. It's Polish.
-I agree, but I don't have a mirror here. I don't know if I can apply it myself there.
-We'll help you. Do you have a spatula or a teaspoon?
-Oh, Verochka, thank you. I'll go get it.
-Mari, bring a watch so we can time it.
Mari brought a teaspoon and a wristwatch.
-Son, hold the watch. Sit a little to the side. Time it, and we'll help Mari apply the cream.
-Yes, Mom. Let's do it.
Marie sat on the top shelf. Vera and Ira asked her to sit facing the lamp and spread her legs. Vera squeezed the cream onto the narrow part of the spoon, and Ira, crouching down, applied the cream to Marie's pubic hair. Deniska timed it himself, without waiting for instructions.
-Well, that's it. Now sit still. It doesn't hurt at all. Honey, let me know when ten minutes are up.
Marie said that she had a friend who worked as a trainer in Czechoslovakia, and she would definitely order some cream like this from her.
-You girls will definitely get a tube each. When the package arrives, I'll call you. I wanted to ask you something. You have an even tan without any streaks. Do you sunbathe naked?
-Yes. We go to the forest by the lake and sunbathe. There's no one there and the grass is tall. When we lie down in it, you can't even see us from close up.
-Yes, it's beautiful there. Well done.
-Marie, I wanted to ask you something too.
-Yes, Verochka. Ask away.
-You have such a slim waist. Is it the bath that gives you that effect?
-The bath has a positive effect, but I do special exercises to prevent fat from accumulating. Light jogging in the morning is also a must.
-Tell me what exercises you do.
-Of course, I'll tell you. When I was involved in sports, we went to training camps. There were athletes from different societies and republics. Our coach always took us to the bathhouse, where we did stretching exercises. There, in the bathhouse, everyone exchanged training experiences. That's where I learned from the girls that there are such exercises. It was very important to me, as I am prone to being overweight. When I was already working as a doctor, I came across a series of articles on yoga in the magazine Science and Life. I also saw these exercises in the article. They are simple.
Wow, I would never have thought that some exercises could help so much. I really need them. If I don't watch what I eat, I gain weight instantly.
-Verchik, every woman is prone to weight gain after a certain age.
Marie offered to show these exercises after tea. Ira immediately agreed.
-Yes, let's do it.
-Son, how many minutes are left?
-Seven.
Vera remembered Marie's words about her daughter.
-Marie, why was it difficult with Anuta? It's well known that girls are easier.
-Oh, she was attacked by bullies on her way home from school. After that, I picked her up after school for a whole year. Then, when the police caught them, it became easier, but I was still worried about her.
Ira, who had experienced a similar incident, asked.
-Was the girl badly hurt? Tell me more.
-It was an unpleasant incident. She managed to fight them off. She was walking home from school. A short girl approached her and asked her to help free her kitten. Anya, suspecting nothing, went with her. They turned the corner, and then she was hit on the head from behind. She lost consciousness for a while. When she woke up and opened her eyes, she found herself covered with some kind of rag or bag, and her hands were tied. She felt hands touching her all over her body. She hears someone say, "Let's drag her to the garage," and another reply, "She's heavy. She'll come to and walk herself. Malek, check her purse in her bag." Anya abruptly got up on her knees and struck the side of the voice at random with both hands. She is a tall girl. The blow was strong. She heard the sound of a body hitting an iron wall. It was the garage door. She got up completely and immediately struck the other side with both hands. The second one was hit in the head. Then she started screaming and calling for help. They got scared and ran away. They were carrying one of them in their arms. He hit his head hard on the garage door. As they left, they said they would find her and put her in jail, and said other nasty things.
-Poor girl. Good for her for hitting them on the head. And how they were caught.
-One schoolgirl got pregnant. Her parents started to investigate. The girl was afraid to tell them because of threats. Still, they managed to find out from her who these scumbags were, and her parents went to the police.
I later found out that the girl who approached Anuta was a boy dressed up as a girl. They hit the high school girls on the head with a rugby ball and dragged them into the garage. There they abused them. The victims were afraid to tell anyone because they threatened to do even worse to their mothers.
-How awful. There are some real monsters out there. Son, do those boys you told me about do similar things?
-Mom, I don't know them very well. I heard the guys say that those who bought photos from them were offered to see them live, touch them, or... well, you know. So they have different prices for different things.
-What? Even that? Why are you telling me this?
-Why would I tell you that? Besides, you and Ira helped me. Why bring them up?
Vera hugged him around the shoulders and pulled him close.
-Oh, son. What is this? I had no idea what was going on there.
Ira reached out and placed her hand on his.
-Honey, I'm always ready to help you, just ask. You can touch me wherever you want. Stay away from those acquaintances. I'll go to the dean. We need to call the police. I think they'll help us figure this out.
Marie also sympathized with him.
-That's right, Denis. Don't get involved with them. As a doctor, I can tell you that in such companies, you can catch nasty diseases. If Ira allows it as a teacher, then I allow it too. If you want, look at me and touch me, I won't object.
Vera wanted to give him a lecture, but she changed her mind and just hugged him tighter. Deniska had no idea the conversation would turn out like this. It's not easy being the center of attention for three women. At the same time, his heart fluttered when Marie and Ira confirmed their permission. Seeing his upset mother, he tried to calm her down.
-Mom, don't worry. I understand that they're crazy. I'll talk to you guys.
After these words, Vera felt better, and gradually the heaviness in her chest lifted.
-Okay, son. I know you're a good boy. You can't get involved in such filth.
Vera heard Ira's words and thought that Ira had said this on purpose in front of Marie. "And Marie immediately agreed. They all love Denis.
-Honey, please check the time.
-Twelve minutes have passed.
-It's time.
Vera and Ira helped Marie wipe off the cream. After that, Marie poured water on herself and washed off the remaining cream.
-That feels good. I don't remember myself like this anymore. That's it, now I'll only use cream in the summer. Thank you, girls.
Denis joined in on examining Marie. Of course, he liked everything. Marie poured another portion of pine infusion onto the hot stones.
-Are you hot? Is your heart racing?
Everyone answered "no."
-Good. Now I suggest everyone lather up with a washcloth and clean themselves before the park with a broom.
Marie poured water into two buckets. She placed one in front of Vera and Deniska, and the other for herself and Ira. She placed a ladle next to each bucket. Then everyone proceeded independently. Vera assisted Deniska, and he assisted her. Deniska scrubbed his mother all over, and Vera did not resist. Ira and Marie rubbed each other's backs. When they were clean and red, Marie suggested they go out to the dressing room to rest for 10 minutes. In the dressing room, everyone put on bathrobes, and they helped Deniska put on a yellow suit. They settled down on a bench.
-Honey, you look so cute in that suit, don't you think, Vera?
-Yes, it's funny and unusual to see him like this.
She kissed him. Marie unfastened the latch on the table above and lowered it so that it was right in front of them. The bench was only on one side, so Deniska moved to the very edge of it. Vera moved close to him, then Ira, and there was still room for Marie to sit down. Because of his position, Deniska couldn't put his legs down under the table, so Vera put them on her thighs, so that they also rested on Ira's legs. However, everyone was very comfortable sitting there. The kettle Mari had turned on made a cheerful noise. She prepared the dishes. Vera reached for her bag and put cookies and a jar of cherry jam on the table. Over tea, Mari explained their next steps. First, they would steam themselves with birch branches. Then they would rest again over tea.
-Marie, we made brooms from herbs. When should we steam ourselves with them?
-We'll steam ourselves with birch brooms first, and then with herbal ones.
Marie, as a doctor, explained the benefits of the bathhouse. How not to harm yourself in the bathhouse. Everyone listened with interest.
-Marie, will you show us your exercises for staying in shape?
-Of course, I'll show you. Let's go in and I'll show you right away.
Marie threw some wood into the stove. Vera and Ira took off their robes and were about to go into the bathhouse. Marie took off her robe and was about to follow them, but then she stopped and looked at the top shelf. At that moment, Deniska had already taken off his suit.
-Denis, get me that bundle over there.
-Can Marie help us get it?
-No, girls, it's too high.
Everyone stopped and looked at the top shelf where the bundle was visible. Marie crouched down, inviting Denis to sit on her shoulders.
-Denis, let's get it together.
Marie stood up straight. As before, she pressed his shins against her. They brushed against her chest again and froze, pressed against her body. His soldier reacted again and tensed up.
-Pull it to the side. Nothing will fall there.
-No.
-Then take it.
Deniska pulled out the roll and Marie crouched down. Deniska climbed off her and stood next to her. Marie unrolled the roll.
-Here they are. Let's take them with us.
-What are they?
-Mats. They're used when it's cold for your feet, so you can stand on them." Now we'll do exercises on them. They're clean. Now we can go.
Marie was about to leave when she saw Deniska's tense little soldier down below. Vera and Ira saw it too. She crouched down, picked it up, and ran her fingers over it in her palm.
-Handsome. Did I disturb you?
-He did it himself, unexpectedly.
Vera and Ira also sat down. Ira took Deniska's pearls from below. She squeezed them easily.
-Yes, he's sensitive. We're teaching him to control his sexual energy.
-Really? Do you know how?
-Yes. It's an ancient technique. Controlling this energy improves health.
-Oh, how interesting. I guessed as much. I knew there was something like that. I need it for my work. I looked for information, but couldn't find anything. Will you tell me?
-Yes, Marie.
Marie looked at Vera and thought she saw anxiety in her eyes.
-Vera, I won't hurt him.
-Yes, Marie, thank you. I worry about him. They are so difficult to raise. I'm afraid of the influence of the street on his psyche.
Vera felt relieved and calm after hearing her words. There were people around who cared about her son.
-I agree, but it's also interesting. Right now, it's very important to have a trusting relationship with him. Then the influence of the street will be minimized."
Deniska felt the attention of his mother, Ira, and now Marie as well. His fighter spirit did not diminish and did not stray from the nine o'clock mark.
-Let's go, let's distract ourselves. I'll show you some exercises, and Deniska's soldier will calm down.
They went into the bathhouse. Marie laid out mats on the top shelf.
-Deniska, please sprinkle pine or mint on the stones.
Deniska splashed mint and pine alternately. Steam surrounded him, and he happily emerged from it closer to where Marie had laid down on the shelf. She lay down and closed her eyes. Vera and Ira came over and knelt on the lower bench. Their bottoms were tilted back, and their mounds were exposed from below. Deniska wanted to sit between them, but there was clearly not enough room. He stood next to them and couldn't resist, cupping them with his palms from below. He gently ran his fingers over them and stroked them inside. He lowered his head into the gap between their shoulders, looking at Marie, while simultaneously touching his mother and Ira, who were also looking at Marie, their chins resting on their hands in front of them.
-Here's the first exercise, Verochka. This is the starting position. Then you lift your legs up like this and support yourself with your palms on your hips. Try to keep your balance. Stand like this, starting with one minute and working up to thirty minutes.
-I know this exercise from my school gym classes. It's the birch tree.
-Yes, the birch tree. My arms get tired, but I've adapted and do it on the bed closer to the wall. My buttocks are supported by the wall, and my arms rest.
-What does it do?
-After becoming a doctor, I realized that this exercise increases metabolism, which helps eliminate excesses accumulated by the body through nutrition. The rush of blood to the head has a rejuvenating effect on the human body. This exercise is very beneficial for female organs. At work, even the girls who are younger than me all wear glasses. I don't use them. I am sure that this is thanks to regularly doing this exercise.
Deniska remembered Marie's bed. It stood right up against the wall.
-I'm just amazed. It seems like such a simple exercise, but it's so important for your health.
-Yes, Verchik. It's really very important and useful. In yoga, it's called Sarvangasana, or a simplified version of Viparita Karani Mudra.
-Ira, will you show me the simplified version?
-Right now?
-Yes, lie down next to me on the free mat.
Ira got up and stepped onto the top shelf and immediately lay down.
-Wow, it's hot up here.
-Yes, Ira. Lie down quickly.
Denis sighed quietly with regret as Ira got up from his palm. He sat down next to his mother. Ira raised her legs and held her thighs with her palms.
-You see, my back isn't straight, it's at an angle. In Sarvangasana, the load is on the shoulders, and in Viparita, the vector is directed at the elbows.
-Yes, I understand the difference.
Ira and Marie shared their experiences of performing Sarvangasana with each other. Deniska realized that performing this exercise speeds up the metabolism and that you can't restrict yourself in eating. "I wasn't going to," he thought. Vera listened carefully and decided for herself that she would definitely do this exercise.
-Now for the second exercise. The starting position is lying flat on your back. Lift your legs and swing them behind your back. Like this. It's called the Plow.
-Yes, in yoga it's also called the Plow or Halasana.
Ira also did this exercise. The sight before Deniska's eyes was such that he was initially taken aback. Two beautiful buttocks looked at him and were slightly revealed by her slightly spread legs.
Her feet reached the edge of the shelf and were in front of Vera and Deniska. Vera herself looked at this with interest. Marie had large, beautifully shaped buttocks, and as a woman, she honestly acknowledged this feminine beauty and simply looked at them. Deniska had a strong desire to touch what he saw before his eyes. He looked at his mother. Vera, feeling his gaze on her, looked at him and silently asked with her lips.
-What?
Deniska pressed his lips to her ear.
-Mom, can I touch them?
Vera, after all the excitement about Deniska's acquaintances, silently agreed.
-Just be careful not to disturb them.
Deniska immediately stretched out his arms and placed his palms on these slightly exposed mounds and began to move them very carefully back and forth. Deniska's hand felt the swaying of Ira and Mari's backs. He looked with interest at the visible part of Mari's mound, but he never saw it completely. Then they lifted their legs up and returned to a lying position.
-Mari, do you know Shashakasan?
-How do you do that?
-Just like we did, only you don't stretch your legs behind you, you press your knees to your ears and hold your breath.
-No, I didn't do that. Come on, let's do it together.
Mari performed Halasana again. Ira repeated after her.
-Okay, knees to my head and press them to my ears.
Mari pulled her knees up to her head and tried to press them to her ears. Her chest was pressing against her thighs and face. Despite her flexibility, this was what prevented her from pressing her knees to her ears.
-It's not working, my chest is in the way.
Ira touched her behind the thighs with her left hand.
-Marie, then try not to press your knees against your head, but spread them wider and leave room for your chest.
Marie spread her knees and immediately folded over, reaching the bench with her knees.
-You did great, if you spread your knees wider. This asana is also called Rabbit Ears. It has many benefits. In particular, it also strongly stimulates all the organs of the abdominal cavity, which also contributes to better metabolism and the elimination of fat deposits.
As soon as Marie and Ira's breasts became accessible to Deniska's hands, he immediately covered them with his palms. He enjoyed the beauty of yoga. Marie and Ira pretended not to notice his hands and calmly exchanged experiences.
-So, is this the third exercise?
-No, it's a variation of the second one. The third is Matsyasana, or the Fish pose. Remember, I showed it to you on the bed. The third complements the first two. Sarvangasana and Halasana stimulate the back of the thyroid and parathyroid glands, while Matsyasana stimulates the front.
-Yes, Irysh, I remember. You said then that it rejuvenates a person. So it turns out that it's also necessary for a good figure.
Ira knelt down, then sat on her heels and lay back on her back. Then she lifted her stomach up and bent her head back.
-Pay attention to your neck. See, it's best to tense the front of your neck and stretch it back.
-Yes, Ira, I see. You sound like my colleague. If I didn't know you were a mathematician, I'd think you were a doctor.
Marie repeated the asana after Ira. They both lay on their backs and bent their necks backward several times.
-What a wonderful exercise. I'll definitely do it. Ira, aren't you hot?
-It's warm, but not hot. Verchik, will you do these asanas, and we'll hold you?
-Can I do it? It's been a long time since I last did the Birch Tree pose.
-I think so. It's easy to hold you here. There are three of us, and we'll hold you from all sides.
Vera sat on the top shelf. Marie and Ira moved apart on either side. It was hot at the top, and Vera immediately lay down on her back. Mari carefully slipped a mat under her head. Ira assigned roles to everyone.
-Mari, you hold her legs on your side, and I'll hold them on mine. Honey, kneel on the shelf and also support Vera's legs so she doesn't tilt too far and fall on you.
Deniska knelt on the shelf. His fighter, after accompanying Mari and Ira's asanas, was tense and leaned over Vera's head at eight o'clock, which prevented Vera from concentrating. Ira gave the command.
-Lift your legs, and immediately put your hands under your hips.
Vera lifted her legs, pushing off from the shelf. Ira was right. Vera, misjudging her strength, tilted her legs back too far. Deniska immediately stopped them. Marie helped him, also blocking their backward movement behind Vera's head.
-That's it. Now lean on your shoulders and relax your neck completely.
Vera moved her head to the right and left.
-Relaxed.
-Good, let's stand like this for a minute.
Marie watched Deniska's soldier as he swayed above Vera's eyes.
-It certainly looks beautiful.
Vera herself looked at her friend Deniska, which added spice to her exercise. Ira gave the command, and everyone began to help Vera lower her legs. Deniska even leaned forward behind her legs, thereby hitting his friend Vera in the face. He caught himself and moved away when Ira had already helped Vera's legs into a lying position.
-Verichka, press your legs against your knees right away and lower your buttocks. This will give you a soft landing and transition into a lying position.
-Yes, Irish. I've completely forgotten how to do it. It was so easy when I was a child, but now I'm so clumsy, I'm even embarrassed.
-Verochka, you'll get it. Your body will remember. You have such good helpers.
-Verchik, are you rested? Will you do the plow?
-Yes, I'll try.
Vera lifted her legs and began to bend them back behind her back.
-It won't work. Stop. Move a little closer to me so that your legs behind your back land on the shelf and not behind it.
Vera did as Ira said and threw her legs back again. Ira supported Vera's back, and Deniska took her legs and prevented them from hitting the shelf. Vera was also quite flexible, so she easily folded herself and tried to touch the shelf behind her head with her toes. Deniska wanted to stroke his mother's thighs and touch her mound, but he refrained because Marie was nearby. His fighter was still tense. He noticed that lately he had been tense and could remain in this thickened state for a long time. Marie, seeing Deniska's gaze, whispered to him.
-Denisa, you can touch Verochka. I don't think she'll mind. A gentle touch without any bad intentions is something that is sometimes so lacking in life.
Ira sensed the longing and pain in Marie's voice. "Poor woman. The divorce must have affected her that much." Deniska looked at Marie, and she nodded her head in approval. Deniska calmed down and placed his hand on his mother's breast. Vera, hearing Marie's words, really didn't mind. Especially since they had more intimate and close moments at home, so this seemed normal to her.
-Verchik, does your back hurt?
-No. I feel like everything is stretching there.
-Yes, that's how it should be. The main thing here is to do it smoothly, without jerks. Now try to pull your knees up to your head.
Vera lowered her knees onto the shelf and pulled her knees toward her head. Her butt began to rise and stick out more. Then Marie placed her palm on Vera's exposed butt. Her hand was next to Deniska's hand.
-Verochka, don't rush here. Don't jerk. Let your buttocks go back.
Vera relaxed her back muscles and lowered herself again.
-Now, slowly pull your knees up and control your back. Fold gently.
Vera enjoyed the care of the hands around her. Marie gently pressed on her exposed buttocks. Deniska's hand lay between the folds of her mound, giving her an inner warmth. Under the influence of Marie's hand, she folded and reached her knees to her ears. She felt all the vertebrae in her back stretch, and it reminded her of stretching after a long sleep. Her body thanked her, and she understood that.
-Oh, girls. Everything is going so well. I didn't know it could be like this.
-Yes, Verchik. At this very moment, your body is programming itself to burn excess fat, if you have any, but you don't have any yet. You have nothing to worry about.
-Yes, Irish, you're complimenting me. I'd like to lose a couple more pounds.
After pausing for a few minutes, Vera lay down flat because Ira told her to finish.
-That's enough for the first time. How do you feel?
-I don't know yet. Definitely not worse, and I like it. Everything inside has come alive. I'll try making fish at home.
-Girls, I suggest we steam ourselves with birch branches, and then we'll go drink tea.
Ira and Vera agreed. Deniska joined the general opinion. Marie told Vera and Ira to lie down on the top shelf. She went to the side benches and removed the supports under them. The benches swung down. Marie did not fold the bench that was at the head of the room. Now it was possible to get close to the top shelf from both sides. Marie took four birch brooms, two for herself and two for Deniska.
-Deniska, stand on the opposite side. Repeat all my movements with the brooms.
Marie stood next to Ira, and Deniska stayed next to his mother, whom he was going to steam with a broom.
-Girls, lie on your stomachs, we're starting.
Marie began to lightly brush the skin with the brooms from top to bottom. Alternating the brooms, one after the other, Marie began to gently whip Ira. Her movements began at the neck, then moved to the shoulders, back, arms, buttocks, and legs. Deniska repeated everything after her, trying to reproduce her movements exactly. Marie ran the birch twigs back up her body to her head.
-How is it? Can I go harder?
-For me, yes.
-For me, too.
Marie repeated the process with a little more effort. Moving from the bottom up and back down, she stopped.
-Girls, now on your backs. Denisa, twice as gently here.
-Yes, I understand.
As soon as Ira lay on her back, she covered her nipples with her palms and turned her head toward Vera. Vera understood her and also covered her nipples. After steaming the upper part, Marie took the chamomile brooms and gave them to Denisa.
-Girls, I'm going out. I'll put the kettle on, make some tea, and throw some wood on the fire. I'll be back in 10 minutes. Denisa, go over both sides with the St. John's wort and chamomile too. Stand in the center, right here, and steam with both hands at once. Don't press too hard. Can you do it?"
-Yes, Marie. I can do it.
-Marie, we'll wait for you. Then we'll steam you and Denis.
Marie left, and Vera and Ira turned over and lay on their stomachs. Denis positioned himself at their heads and, kneeling, began to whip them with both hands, trying not to miss any part of their bodies. Ira raised her head. Deniska's fighter had not diminished, and the chubby man swayed from side to side in time with the movements of his hands.
She stared at him and caught herself thinking that she wanted to take him inside her. At that moment, Vera also looked up and saw where Ira was looking. She understood everything.
-Irisha, take him while Mari isn't here.
-Yes? What about you? Let's take turns.
-Well, let's do it.
They moved closer to Deniska, and Ira took his soldier in her hand and guided him into her. It all happened quickly, and it was a surprise for Deniska. He shifted toward Ira to make it more comfortable for her and began to move his hips back and forth gently. He continued to whip with the brooms, and he managed to do so despite the interference from below. Vera's head was nearby. After taking his cock about twenty times, Ira took it in her hand to fix its position from Deniska's hand movements and directed it to Vera. Vera opened her mouth, and Ira put his cock in it. Vera took him deeper. Deniska got his bearings and moved towards Vera and continued his movements. Vera sat on her friend and took all of Deniska's length deep inside her. Imperceptibly, Ira and Vera touched cheeks and passed Deniska's cock from one mouth to the other. Deniska no longer moved to the side and simply moved them back and forth. He whipped them randomly with the broom, but still tried to maintain the direction and uniformity of the strokes, without applying force so as not to cause pain. Ira, realizing the unusual nature of this action, felt a strong movement of Yin energy below.
She hadn't had time to decide what to do about it when she heard the sound of the electric kettle switching off behind the door. The light bulb above immediately lit up brighter. She could hear Marie pouring boiling water into the teapot and closing the lid. Vera and Ira simultaneously moved away from Deniska and leaned back, resting their heads on their hands. Deniska organized his movements with the broom. Marie came in. She noticed that Deniska's soldier was unusually handsome and looked up bravely. If Marie guessed something, she didn't show it.
-Are you still on your stomach? Turn over onto your back, we'll go over you from above.
Deniska and Marie, standing on either side, steamed them with chamomile brooms. Marie was in charge of the process.
-Marie, thank you. Let's steam you now. We've had enough.
-Let's do it. We just need to pour some cool water on ourselves before we start, otherwise it will be too hot.
-We need to pour water on ourselves too.
They stood near the buckets, poured water on themselves, and splashed themselves from above. Everyone expressed their approval.
-Ah, that's good.
-Yes, that's great.
Marie and Deniska lay on their stomachs, and Vera and Ira began to steam them, first with birch brooms. Deniska felt some discomfort lying on his stomach. Marie noticed this. She quickly got up from the bench and took two brooms. She placed them under Deniska so that his head could be between them. Deniska lay down and calmed down. It was comfortable. Vera and Ira exchanged glances and understood everything. Vera looked at Marie gratefully. Ira began to gently rub him with the brooms.
Then, she dictated all the movements and their rhythm, while Vera tried to repeat after her. Marie asked her to whip her harder with the broom. Ira saw how Marie's skin turned redder under her blows. Marie sighed gratefully.
-Oh, good. Deniska, lie on your stomach. Cover your soldier with your hands.
-Yes, I understand.
Marie covered her nipples with her fingers and, making sure that Deniska had followed her instructions, lay down flat and closed her eyes. Before her closed eyes was Deniska's soldier, whom she had seen before. Vera whipped Deniska with the broom and was afraid of hurting him.
-Does it hurt?
-No, Mom, it's okay.
-It's not as easy to whip with a broom as it seems. It got hot. She sat down. Marie immediately noticed this.
-Verochka?
Without waiting for an answer, she got up, went over to Vera, and grabbed her wrist.
-Her pulse is a little fast. Ira, pour some water on her and come out. Wait for us with Denis, we'll be right there.
Just before leaving, Ira asked,
-Marie, is the toilet next to the exit?
-Yes, it's nearby. Through one door. It's open.
-Thank you.
They left the bathhouse with Vera and immediately put on their robes. Once outside, they breathed in the fresh air and felt that it was somehow easier to breathe. After using the restroom, they breathed for another minute and went back into the dressing room.
-I can smell pine and mint right away. It's pleasant.
-Yes, me too.
They sat down on a bench and rested.
In the bathhouse, when Vera and Ira left, Marie placed Deniska in the center and walked over him with a broom made of St. John's wort and then mint. After making sure that he was not tired and could whip her with the broom, she lay down on her stomach. Deniska, already having a little experience, began to steam Marie. First he stood on the right side, then moved to the left side. He reached all parts of her body. Marie lay still and did not move. Not knowing where else to steam, he approached from the head side and knelt on the lower bench. He started with her shoulders and, moving and hitting her with the broom, directed the broom down her back towards her buttocks. Marie raised her head and saw Deniska's toy soldier, which was right next to her. She put her head back on her hands.
-Marie, am I doing it right?
She raised her head to answer.
-Yes, my dear. You can hit me harder with the broom.
This time she reached out and took Deniska's toy soldier. Moving closer to him, she reached out to him with her mouth. Marie couldn't help herself. The last few days spent with her new friends had been like a holiday for her. Deniska embodied all the best qualities that she believed a man should have. His character was still developing, but his gentle and respectful treatment of her melted the ice in her soul, which had been a hard crystal all these years. Deniska responded to her impulse, turned around, and approached her.
Finally, she took it with her lips and pulled it inside her. A few minutes ago, Deniska had already done this with Ira and Vera, and now it happened again, but this time with Marie. He moved his hips again and did not forget to control his Yang. At some point, Marie felt that the girls were waiting for them and that she should not do this. She sighed to herself and moved away from him.
-Thank you. Now a little in front and we'll get out, otherwise the girls will be waiting for us.
Deniska got off the bench and began to walk on either side of Marie, making the familiar movements with the broom with both hands. Reaching her feet, he stood opposite her feet. Marie lay relaxed, her legs slightly apart. But Vera was right when she said that Deniska had a spark of rationalization smoldering inside him. He determined that the sides of her thighs were practically not being reached by the broom.
-Marie, can you move closer and lift your legs at the knees? Then I'll be able to pat the sides of your legs with the broom.
-Yes, now.
Marie moved closer to the edge and spread her legs, lifting her knees. Denis began to wave the brooms on both sides of her thighs. Marie spread her legs even wider to make it more comfortable for him. Marie's mound opened up before him. His movements slowed down naturally as he stared more and more at Marie's mound, which was now accessible to him. Marie raised her head and looked at Deniska.
Seeing that he was completely focused on her mound, she spread her legs so wide that they formed a straight line. Deniska, already an expert, determined where everything was and wanted to find the words to describe what he saw, but he couldn't. "How can you describe the petals of a flower? No, it's impossible." He assumed that Marie's mound would correspond to her height and be larger than Ira's and Vera's. But he was wrong. It was the same size. He reached out his hand and wanted to stroke it. His hand stopped when it reached it. He was spellbound by this flower and couldn't do it, because you never touch a flower's petals. He stammered.
-What a beautiful flower.
Marie sat down, took him by the armpits, lifted him onto the shelf, and pulled him toward her. He wrapped his legs around her waist. His soldier pressed against the open flower, and Marie kissed him and whispered.
-Silly, silly.
Denis was overwhelmed by the heat of the flower. He tried to respond to her kisses, but he was not very good at it, because Marie was doing it for both of them. The fear that Verochka might come in at any moment and ask "why are they taking so long" made her stop.
-My dear, let's finish up and go have some tea and rest. Come on, let's pour some on each other.
Marie filled a bowl with warm water and poured it over Denis, washing away the bits of grass from the broom. As she washed the soldier, she took him in her hands again and made several deep sucking movements, helping herself with her head. The light bulb above dimmed, and immediately Vera's voice came from the door she had opened slightly.
-Marie, we've put the kettle on again. Will you be long?
Marie stood up to her full height.
-Vera, we're coming out now. We're just rinsing ourselves off with water.
-Okay, we'll wait for you.
Vera closed the door behind her. Marie poured water over herself.
-All right, let's go.
Marie headed for the exit, with Deniska following behind her. In front of him were those two beautiful, reddened by the birch branches, halves of Marie's buttocks, watching which he fell into a state of hypnosis. Marie took a towel from the hook for herself and Deniska. She quickly dried herself, starting with her hair, then her shoulders, arms, chest, and waist. She bent over and dried her legs. Again, the two halves looked at him. Deniska stood frozen in place. Unable to control himself, he could not resist his desire and knelt down, pressing his face against her buttocks, embracing them with both hands and kissing them. Her skin smelled of chamomile, and Deniska enjoyed the moment. Marie froze, but then turned to him and crouched down. She took the towel from him and began to wipe him from head to toe. She kissed him on the cheeks and stomach. When she turned her back to him, she kissed his neck, back, and buttocks.
-Well, we're dry now.
Seeing that Deniska's toy soldier was looking up, she took a towel and tied it around his waist, pressing the soldier against her stomach.
-That way it won't be so noticeable. When you get dressed, turn your back to everyone, otherwise the girls will figure it out and I'll be embarrassed in front of Verochka.
-Yes, okay.
When Marie and Deniska came out of the bathhouse, Vera and Ira were sitting on a bench. They had set out cups for everyone and were ready to pour tea from the newly boiled kettle. Marie threw on a robe, and Deniska put on a T-shirt from his suit, which covered him all the way down to his pearls. The fighter looked up, but the wide T-shirt hid his excitement.
-Son, you don't have to put on your pants. It's warm here.
-Girls, I bought some sour cream from the hostess this morning for a face mask. We had a good steam bath, and our pores are open. I tasted the sour cream. It's fresh.
Marie took the prepared sour cream from the shelf, opened the lid, and showed it to Ira and Vera.
-Take a teaspoon and try it.
She took a teaspoon, dipped it into the sour cream, and tasted the white edge of the spoon with sour cream on it. Ira and Vera also dipped their spoons into the sour cream and tasted it.
-Well, how do you like it?
-Mmm. Very fresh. Too bad we don't have a mirror.
-Yes, I didn't think of that. If anything, we'll help each other.
Marie put a full teaspoon of sour cream in the center of everyone's palm. Dipping their index fingers, they all began to apply the sour cream to their faces. A couple of minutes later, they were sitting with white faces, satisfied, except for Deniska.
-Well, as sons, we're terrible.
-Normal. Can I fix the smudges on the sides?
-Go ahead.
Deniska smeared thick layers of sour cream on the edges of her face near her ears.
-Mom, should I put sour cream on my chin?
Marie answered for Vera.
-Yes, definitely. Girls, if you don't have enough for your chin, there's more here. If there's any left, put it on your neck too.
All the sour cream was used up. Marie herself distributed it evenly among everyone. Vera and Ira tucked the tops of their robes inside, exposing their necks. They spread sour cream all over their necks. Deniska made sure the layer of sour cream was even and that there were no gaps. After a while, everyone was sitting there white and satisfied. Vera and Ira asked Mari what procedures she did in the bathhouse for her skin. Mari answered them. They were interested in listening to her. Ira and Vera told Mari that she had very soft, white, and smooth skin on her face. Mari replied that she always used only sour cream for masks. Her mother had given her this recipe. She also sometimes adds liquid honey. She didn't have any honey at the moment, so she didn't add it. Vera and Ira memorized her recipe for the mask and said that now they would also only use it.
-Marie, how long should we leave it on?
There's no time limit. Once it dries, you can wash it off. After tea, let's go rinse and wash it off.
They began drinking tea. After the steam room, the mint tea went down easily, and after drinking three cups with jam, they felt conscious of this very moment of being.
-Oh, I haven't had this much tea in a long time. Now I'll be running to the toilet until evening.
-What are you talking about, Verochka? Your body has replenished its fluid loss with fresh water. It will cleanse itself. All the new water will be absorbed.
-Yes, Verchik. Mari is right. That's the whole point of the bathhouse—to cleanse the skin and remove excess fluids from the body.
-Are we going to steam again?
-Three times is enough for the first time. Steam yourselves with herbs, and I'll do some stretching. For as long as I can remember, I've been stretching in the bathhouse. Our coach taught us that. It is precisely a stretched muscle that is able to accumulate energy and release it back in an impulse, which is very important for results in sports.
-Yes, I think the coach knew her stuff well. Yoga also pays a lot of attention to stretching. Yoga asanas have always served to accumulate energy in humans.
-I looked at asanas in Science and Life, but they only use static exercises there. As members of the Union, we were given everything in a complex — statics, dynamics, and isometrics.
That's interesting. Marie, tell us about it. Of course, Irochka. I won't have time today. The theoretical basis takes about thirty minutes, but then, when you start training, everything becomes clear and easy.
I'm also very interested. When you ran to us in the forest, I immediately noticed how easily you jumped over obstacles.
-Yes, Denisa. I did hurdle running at school. I won a lot of competitions. When I grew up, I switched to shot put because of anthropology.
Deniska didn't understand everything, but he didn't ask again. They took off their robes and got ready to go into the bathhouse. M
Marie sat down and opened the oven door. After receiving a portion of firewood, the oven happily and gratefully
began to hum. Denise really liked the bathhouse. The aroma and pleasant warmth were relaxing and calming. He splashed a mixture of mint and pine on the stones, settled down on the shelf, and waited to see what Ira, Vera, and Marie would do. Marie lifted and secured the side shelf. She sat on it in a split, turning to face the large shelf and placing her hands on it.
-Girls, I suggest we all steam ourselves with the brooms one more time and call it a day. You can't put too much strain on your heart the first time.
-Yes, we agree. When will we wash off the masks?
-At the very end, when we rinse off completely.
Vera saw how Marie sat down.
-Marie, how easy it was for you. I can't do that.
-Girls, but I've been training for many years. Now I'm trying to stay in shape.
-Can you show us up here?
Ira pointed to the top shelf.
-Yes, I can.
Marie sat down evenly. Then she stepped onto the top shelf. Ira and Vera moved to her place and sat on their heels, tucking their legs under them. They put their hands on the top shelf. Deniska stayed in her place, on the small shelf. Marie sat down in front of the girls. She stretched one leg along the length of the bench and leaned toward it, then lay down on it completely. Her other leg was bent behind her and to the side. After doing a few bends, Marie brought her back leg back. Her two stretched legs lay flat beneath her.
-This is a longitudinal right-side split.
-Right foot forward, so it's right-sided?
-Yes.
She sat down straight and immediately turned her torso to face her left leg. She again bent her torso several times toward her left knee.
-This is left-sided. There's also a cross-legged position.
She lifted herself up, leaning on her hands. She turned to face the girls, her legs spread apart in a cross split. Marie and Ira froze, not knowing what to say. Deniska sat opposite Marie and stared at her without looking away. He knew from physical training classes how difficult it was and also remained silent.
-Marie, how long did it take you to achieve this result?
-Probably a year, I don't remember. It was somewhere in fourth grade. Thanks to my first track and field coach, our whole group did the splits. Once a week, she took us to the bathhouse. After a thorough warm-up, she sat us on the floor and divided us into pairs. We bent each other and helped each other stretch. When I got older and joined the national team, I realized that we were doing static and dynamic stretching.
-I would also like to do the splits.
-Me too.
Deniska said last.
-Me too.
-Get up on the top shelf. I'll show you where to start stretching.
Ira, Vera, and Deniska sat on the top shelf.
-Deniska, repeat after me. Girls, sit like this, with your legs wider apart. Now we're going to do some dynamic exercises — multiple stretching bends. Stretch to the right, left, and center. Your partner behind you will press down on your shoulders.
Marie placed her hands on Ira's shoulders and began to press down on them, bending her over. Ira bent over, trying to lie down on her knee, on the floor between her legs, and then back on her knee. Ira springed her body, and Marie gently pressed down on her shoulders from above.
-Does it hurt? Ira, try to spread your legs as wide as possible and, by doing so, tilt your head as far as possible by leaning your torso forward. When I let go, relax and return to your original position.
-It doesn't hurt. I'm trying.
Denis began to press on Vera's shoulders, and she began to lean forward.
-If done correctly, you should feel a little pain in the area where the muscles are stretched, at the maximum tilt. Vera, spread your legs wider. Okay, let go of Denis.
Suddenly, they heard a scream from the street.
-Marusya! Marusya! Are you in the bathhouse?
-Oh, I think it's Petrovna, my neighbor from the dacha. I have to go out to her.
Mari quickly dried herself with a towel, leaving the mask on her face, and went out. Mari's conversation with the woman could be heard from the street. Deniska sat down on the bottom shelf.
-Such difficult exercises. It would be good to do them outside, because it's too hot in here.
-Yes, honey, you're right.
-Let's invite Mari to go with us to the forest and the lake.
-Son, she might be busy. But of course, we can ask her. There are mushrooms, strawberries, and such beauty there.
-Verchik, I'd also like her to come with us. She could show us some stretching exercises.
-It's decided, let's invite her.
The conversation on the street died down. Soon Marie came in.
-How are you doing?
-It's hot. We tried a little and are taking a break.
-Yes, it's really hot. Lie down, I'll steam you, and then we'll go out.
Vera and Ira lay down next to each other, as before.
-Denis, lie down in the middle.
-Yes, I understand.
Denis settled down at their feet. In this position, the three of them were quite comfortable. Marie took the chamomile brooms and began to steam their backs with both hands, and then they changed position, and Marie ran the brooms over them from above. Seeing their red bodies, Marie stopped.
-That's it, you're already red. You can get out now.
-What about you?
-Me... Denis will steam me with the brooms.
Vera and Ira began to get ready to leave. They washed off the remains of the herbs and washed their faces. Marie lay on her stomach, and Deniska began to work with the brooms with both hands on her body. He had in mind the Plow exercise that Marie had shown Vera. Her butt, which rose above her head, would not leave his mind. " To ask or not to ask her to do it again, that is the question," he thought. Marie turned onto her back, and Deniska continued. "No, it won't work. She's wearing a mask, and it will be uncomfortable for her." Marie sat down on a bench.
-Thank you, Deniska.
Ira and Vera had already dried themselves with towels and were packing their belongings into bags.
-You can handle your son yourself. I put everything in the bag.
-Yes, Mom. I'll just rinse off with water and then we can go.
The girls left, and Marie poured water over Deniska. He quickly washed the grass off himself and was clean in a minute.
-I'm done. Now it's my turn.
Marie handed him the jug, and Deniska filled it and began to pour water over Marie. Marie rinsed her face thoroughly and quickly tidied herself up. A minute later, they were getting ready to leave, drying themselves with towels. Marie finished and wanted to turn to Deniska. At that moment, he put his hands on her hips and pressed himself against her from behind. His nose touched her back, and he inhaled the scent of her body. Marie felt his soldier pressing against her between her two halves. She turned to face him. Deniska understood that they had to leave, and he was delaying Marie. He pressed himself tightly against her one last time and pulled away.
-Well, your soldier is so good again.
Marie sat down and took him inside her. She made a few circular movements inside her and rose with regret. She took the towel from his shoulder and tied it around his waist again.
-There you go.
She leaned over to him again and kissed him several times on the lips, cheeks, and forehead. It was cooler in the dressing room, and Deniska climbed onto the bench without getting dressed.
-Mom, I want some tea. Let's have a cup.
-Yes? Well, let's have some. The tea will be with sugar.
-Verochka, I'll make some right now.
Mari bustled about the table. They poured tea into cups and, cooling it with spoons, drank it with pleasure. Vera, taking another sip of delicious tea, turned to Mari.
-Marie, tomorrow we're going to the forest to pick mushrooms and berries. We'll be done quickly, so we'll have time to swim and sunbathe. Would you like to come with us? All three of us invite you.
Marie wasn't expecting an invitation, but she wanted to be with them. She enjoyed their company and hadn't felt such a simple, warm attitude towards her in a long time. There was a slight pause, and Deniska, noticing this, offered.
-Marie, I'll help you pick mushrooms.
-Actually, I'd love to. I'm not very good at finding my way in the forest, but I really love walking in the forest.
-That's great. We usually leave around ten. We'll wait for you.
Ira summed up and continued.
-Don't forget your swimsuit, although you don't need it there, but we always take it and swim topless.
-Okay, girls. Thank you. I'll be there.
After tea, Vera and Ira volunteered to help Marie tidy up. While they were cleaning, Deniska walked around the dacha grounds, looking at the bushes and trees. He had the yoga poses that Marie and Ira had done in front of his eyes. He remembered how they had kissed his fighter. He was embarrassed that he had touched and kissed Marie without his mother and Ira knowing.
It was yesterday and today. He promised Marie not to tell anyone. He could kiss Ira in front of his mother, and he wanted to be able to kiss Marie in front of everyone, and for Marie to be able to kiss him in front of everyone. Marie was afraid of hurting his mother. All this worried and confused him. He himself did not want to hurt his mother and Ira.
-Deniska, where are you? We're leaving.
Deniska went to the house. Vera and Ira were standing by the gate talking. Deniska approached and stood next to his mother. They thanked Marie for the bath day.
-Marie, thank you for a wonderful day. We really enjoyed the bathhouse.
-You're welcome, I'm glad you liked it.
-See you tomorrow, then.
-Goodbye.
-Mom, walk slowly, I'll take my bike and catch up with you.
-Oh, I'm not used to you riding a bike yet.
Deniska walked quickly to the shed. He rolled the bike out onto the path and rode it to the gate. They hugged and kissed Marie. It seemed to him that Marie's eyes were shining.
"Are those tears? Did I do something wrong?" He stopped. Marie realized that he had noticed her condition.
-Everything's fine. Catch up with everyone.
-See you tomorrow, Marie.
-Goodbye.
Deniska got on his bike and rode down the street, catching up with his mother and Ira walking ahead.
To be continued.