-Well, that's it. Do you feel anything in your muscles? No pain?
-Yes. Like after soccer. No, no pain at all.
-So the load was within normal limits.
Marie also sat down on the blanket next to the girls. They didn't sit there long, as they decided to take their last swim of the day and, once dry, get ready to head back. They put on their swimsuits and started walking down to the lake.
-Irochka, tell me what you read about women's breasts. Why peaches of immortality?
-It's hard to explain in a few words.
Ira thought for a moment. She had already told Vera about this, and she didn't want to repeat herself, so she tried to remember what else she knew.
-The name itself is connected with ancient Chinese mythology, in which the peach symbolizes health, longevity, and immortality. Laozi said that women are the gateway to the Tao.
In Taoism, women's breasts are called "peaches of immortality" and are associated with the Taoist belief in immortality and the pursuit of longevity. In Chinese culture, the peach tree is associated with immortality, and its fruits are considered a symbol of longevity and immortality. In Taoist practices, the immortal peach represents aspects of femininity that nourish and give life. Taoists believe that the female body, including the female breast, embodies natural harmony and balance. In Taoism, "immortal peaches" in relation to the female breast are interpreted as a metaphor for the caring and life-affirming qualities associated with female energy.
From a Taoist perspective, the idea of the female breast as the peach of immortality emphasizes reverence and respect for the female body as a source of life in harmony with nature.
Vera leaned closer to Deniska and whispered in his ear
-That's how important it is to respect women. They are the source of life and have been revered since ancient times.
Deniska immediately whispered back so as not to interrupt Ira's story.
-Well, Mom. I'm trying. I respect you very much and love you even more. And in general, I have a normal attitude towards girls.
Ira still heard Vera's short dialogue with Deniska.
-Verchik, your conclusions are correct. In Taoism, the female breast is a symbol of motherhood, care, and fertility. In this context, it is seen not only as a physical part of the body, but also as a symbol of love, tenderness, and care for others.
-Ira, you told us about the long-lived man who, according to the instructions in the manuscript, drank from, or rather kissed, a woman's breast?
-Yes. This is the historically famous Han minister Zhang Qian. 2nd century BC. What did you want to ask?
-Is there any evidence that a woman's breast helped another woman live longer?
-Yes, there is. It was common in the East for a woman who was breastfeeding her children to give her breast to elderly relatives. That's why no one wrote it down. This is the essence of Confucianism, which is the ethics of ancient China, their attitude towards elderly parents. It is only thanks to an ancient statuette depicting a woman breastfeeding another elderly woman that these facts have reached our contemporaries.
Marie listened attentively.
-Girls, I'm curious. Fill me in. What are you talking about? Why did the minister kiss a woman's breast?
-Yes, Marisha. I understand you. It sounds implausible.
Ira told Mari about the works of the Taoist philosopher Ge Hong, which mention
the Han minister. His practice was based on daily kissing of a woman's breast. By a lucky coincidence, he bought this recipe in an ancient Tibetan manuscript. Following the instructions of this practice, the minister lived a long and happy life and never got sick. When Mari learned that this man's venerable age was over 180 years, she was genuinely surprised.
"When I defended my thesis, an old professor came up to congratulate me. He still wore a pince-nez, you know, on a chain that attaches to your pocket. He said, 'My dear, don't stop your research. In it, you will discover many more amazing facts that you don't even suspect.'" At the time, I didn't understand him, but now I understand that this area is completely unexplored. So, what did you find out thanks to the ancient statuette?
More precisely, the statuette depicts one of the stories of respectful treatment of parents. Such stories were retold orally, then published. This is one of many stories about a woman from the Tang dynasty, somewhere around the 7th century. This woman regularly breastfed her mother-in-law until she was very old, or more precisely, until her death.
-Why?
-Different sources say different things about this. Most of them, I think, are wrong. They write that she fed her with her milk. However, they also write about the Han minister that he drank the milk of his wives. In fact, this is a hormonal effect. The Taoists were right to refer to a woman's breast as the peach of immortality, as its juice is invaluable for both children and adults.
-Yes, I completely agree with that.
-There is a continuation to this story.
Hearing Ira's words, everyone moved closer to her.
-A continuation? What is it?
-When she was about to leave this world, she called all the members of her family, both old and young, and said to her daughter-in-law, 'I have nothing to thank you for your attitude towards me, I only wish that the wives of your sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons would be as respectful as you are.
-Was she old?
-Yes, little one. She was over 150 years old.
-Irish, what happened next?
-Then...the family lived in health and contentment. All the women, the wives of the sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons, honored and respected their grandmother and great-grandmother, who was a daughter-in-law and supported her mother-in-law in her youth. It is written that many generations of this family's descendants continued to diligently fulfill their duties toward their parents, left a good memory of themselves, and never got sick.
-Chinese culture is so interesting. I thought Laozi was a philosopher. In fact, he paid a lot of attention to human health.
-Yes, Marisha. It pays a lot of attention to human health.
-Yes, he laid the foundation for Taoist philosophy. His teachings continue to inspire people in their search for health, harmony, balance, and wisdom in life.
-And in what year did he live?
-It is written that he lived in the 6th century BC and served as an archivist at the emperor's court. He had access to the most ancient books. He was a very educated man. So he had access to the treatises of the Yellow Emperor. It is believed that there were four of them — on sexuality, medicine, longevity, and immortality.
Deniska really wanted to ask Ira. He didn't dare interrupt and quietly asked his mother.
-Mom, what year did the emperor live in?
-Son, listen, Ira will tell you.
Ira heard Deniska's whisper.
-It is believed that he lived around 2500 BC. The authors of the treatises were his three concubines: the Dark Maiden, the Chosen Maiden, and the Pure Maiden. These concubines were immortal and taught the emperor everything they knew, and then this knowledge was set forth in the treatises. It is believed that it was in these scrolls that knowledge about the three peaks of a woman was first set forth, which was later studied by the Taoists and published in a separate book, «The Great Medicine of the Three Peaks». In general, stories about immortality often permeate Chinese mythology and Taoist tradition. I think they emphasize the ancient people's desire for longevity and spiritual perfection.
They approached the shore, but no one went into the water. Everyone waited for Ira to continue her story.
-The Virgins considered themselves disciples of Mother Shi Wan Mu. It is believed that she resides in Shambhala. In Chinese mythology, Shi Wan Mu is a deity. She is also known as the Lady of the West. She is the heavenly guardian of the peach of immortality. In various versions of the myths, the Lady of the West can take different forms and perform various functions—she is the mistress of immortality and longevity, the embodiment of nature and cosmic order, and a Bodhisattva.
Deniska couldn't help himself and asked Ira.
-Is a Bodhisattva like a Dakini?
-No, honey. A Dakini is a deity and energy in the Tibetan tradition. Bodhisattva is a concept used in Buddhism and means a person who strives for enlightenment for the benefit of all others.
-And the emperor?
-Son, what do you mean?
-How did his life turn out?
-Honey, I don't think he was poor. He ruled for a very long time. He had thousands of concubines with whom he practiced sexual rituals. He applied the knowledge he had been taught by the Virgins. Just imagine that the emperor had so many female peaches of immortality at his disposal. According to Chinese mythology and legends, the Yellow Emperor was a legendary ruler who later became immortal and ascended to heaven, where he continues to exist as a spiritual, divine entity.
-Ira, are the emperor's sexual practices the ones you are showing us?
-Yes, honey.
-Irochka, I never thought there was such useful knowledge in this delicate matter.
-Yes, Marish. They are, in fact, priceless. But modern Soviet society perceives them with excessive criticism and distrust, and sometimes condemns them."
Deniska sat down and touched the water. It was clear that he had figured everything out for himself and wanted to dive into the warm water as soon as possible. Vera immediately noticed his desire.
-Son, go swim. We'll be right behind you. I'll put our swimsuits in our spot myself.
-Yes, okay, Mom.
Deniska immediately went into the water, dove in, and swam to the center of the lake.
-I understand that women's nipples are useful for men. Irochka, can you explain that to me a little?
-Yes, Marish. If a man kisses them, sucks on them, or uses them like a child with his mother, a sweet liquid begins to seep out of them. This secret is the nectar of immortality. It is very useful for both men and women.
-For women? In what sense?
-Yes, Marish, for women. In two ways. First, she gets it from a man's kiss, immediately after he stops kissing her breasts. Sisters can kiss and receive each other's nectar. If this is not possible, books say that a woman should try to reach her nipple and drink this nectar herself. Secondly, the composition of hormones in her blood changes, which further strengthens her protection against external factors and contributes to her internal health.
-I think that makes sense. After all, this fluid contains a high concentration of hormones. I know from statistics that mothers who breastfeed their babies never suffer from many diseases. I think this list is incomplete. We need to organize regular lectures for expectant mothers at the department, where they will be told about the importance of breastfeeding. I will take care of this issue when I return from vacation.
The summer sun was beating down on her shoulders. Its rays caressed the thin shore of the lake down to the grass, which created the illusion of a hot green carpet. Marie looked around. All around her was a forest idyll. The wind played gently with the branches of the trees, bringing the scent of flowering herbs and pine needles. Ira did not continue her story.
-Ira, thank you. You told me a lot of interesting things. Well, shall we go swimming?
-Yes, girls, let's go.
They took off the tops of their swimsuits, and Vera took them.
-Go ahead, and I'll take them.
Vera went to the place where Deniska always left their clothes. She put the swimsuits on the grass. She also took off her top and put it next to them. She went into the water up to her knees. Slowly walking into the deep end, she rinsed her hands, shoulders, and finally immersed herself completely in the water. She swam smoothly toward the center of the lake, closer to Ira, Deniska, and Mari, leaving behind a fading trail of light sparkling in the sun's rays. After swimming in a semicircle along the edge of the lilies, they turned toward the shore. The water embraced them with its coolness, and every drop seemed like a magical healing.
Feeling the bottom beneath their feet, they felt light and free. Deniska immediately began diving and swimming close to everyone, hugging and kissing them underwater. They laughed and smiled. The atmosphere was filled with joy. Marie suggested that Deniska dive from her outstretched hands, leaning on them. Together with Ira, they made a hand lock. Deniska stood on it with his feet and put his hands on their shoulders.
-On the count of three, jump forward and dive.
-I'm ready.
-One, two, three-and-and.
They raised their hands sharply, and Deniska, pushing off like a fish, dived forward. He didn't know there was such a way to dive.
-Great!
-When you learn how to enter the water cleanly, we'll push you up harder.
Funny situations arose during the jumps. Deniska the fighter made everyone smile. They said that just for these jumps, they would even go to the third lake. They laughed among themselves. Deniska was not offended at all. Marie suggested that Ira and Vera try this feeling of a little flight and dive. Ira agreed immediately.
Marie and Vera stood on either side and crossed their arms. Deniska stood behind them and put his hands under the bottom of the hand lock to help push them up. Marie gave the command. On the count of three, they pushed Ira up together. There was a lot of splashing and laughter.
-That was really cool. Wasn't it hard?
-No, there were three of us.
Vera declined because she couldn't jump. Marie wasn't asked because it was clear that they wouldn't be able to push her out of the water. Everyone was happy with that. They got their dose of energy, fun, coolness, and freshness. They got out of the water and went to their spot to warm up in the sun and sunbathe. With their arms outstretched toward the sun, they stood naked, breathing, each thinking their own thoughts. Deniska loved these moments. He usually stood behind everyone else and could admire not only nature, but also the beautiful figures standing in front of him. He noticed that if he thought he was touching or caressing them, his fighter immediately reacted, and then his mother, who had turned to him, immediately saw it. This made him feel uncomfortable. So he pushed these thoughts away and just looked at them and thought about the perfection of nature. After drying off and warming up in the sun, they were about to lie down to sunbathe. Marie gathered her things.
-Girls, I'll go get the blanket. I'll take all our things.
-Marish, did you remember? Keep to the right and go up the slope. You'll see a thick hazel tree there.
-Yes, I remember.
Marie climbed up the slope. She saw a small beaten path under her feet and followed it. A warm breeze playfully touched and caressed her body, and she enjoyed its touch. The sun's rays, breaking through the fluffy branches of the birch trees, illuminated the contours of her body with flashes, giving her a mysterious glow. Marie walked calmly, her steps clear and confident.
She couldn't help but remember Deniska jumping into the water. She smiled, lifted her head, and took a deep breath. It had been a long time since she had felt so good. She was surrounded by the scent of flowers, the whisper of leaves, and the singing of birds. The magical atmosphere around her distracted her. She stopped. "Where is the tree?" She looked around and couldn't find it. "I have to go back, otherwise I'll get lost in the forest again." Behind her was a well-trodden green path of trampled grass. She turned around to go back.
About a minute passed, maybe more, and Ira, without saying a word, followed Mari. She immediately returned.
-Honey, I looked after Mari. I can see her head. She's spinning around and doesn't know where to go. She passed the hazel tree and headed toward the forest. Put on your sneakers and run after her. Vera and I will watch you. When you find her, wave to us.
-Son, call her and she'll respond. We'll be waiting for you.
-Yes, I'll catch up with her.
Deniska quickly put on his shoes and ran up in the direction Ira had pointed. Almost immediately, he saw Marie in the distance, who was about to turn back.
-Marie!
She saw him and waved her hand. Deniska ran up to her.
-Marie, you went past it. The tree is off to the side. We need to go back and climb higher, and we'll see hazel leaves there.
-Well, I guess so. I thought I was following the path.
-Can you see Ira?
-Yes, and Vera.
-I need to let them know that I found you.
Marie sat down, offering him her shoulders.
-Sit down, wave to them, or Verochka will worry.
Deniska climbed onto Marie's neck and pressed his head against hers. Marie held him tightly by his legs. Deniska immediately saw Ira and his mother. He waved to them, and they waved back. Deniska pointed in the direction they were going. Ira nodded.
-Marie, now to the left.
-Yes, I understand. You guide me.
-Okay. Now straight ahead. Can you see it?
-Yes, I can see it. Once again, I realized that it's better not to walk alone in an unfamiliar forest. And I was walking along the path. How did I miss it?
-Don't look down at the path. Memorize the tall trees, birches for example.
Marie said quietly to herself.
-Well, yes, you're probably right. What does it mean that I've lived in the city all my life? I go into the forest and immediately get lost.
They approached a dense, spreading hazel tree. Marie crouched down, and Deniska climbed down to the ground. They went under its branches, where their things were lying. Marie immediately bent down and put the bags aside to fold out the blanket. Deniska saw her hips, her long, beautiful, slender legs.
-Marie, can you show me the exercise you were doing? I didn't want to interrupt you, but I didn't understand everything.
Marie turned to him and looked him in the eyes.
-Deniska, really? Or do you want to look at me?
Deniska felt his face flush. He replied indistinctly.
-Yes, Marie. More the second than the first. Is that okay?
He really wanted to see Marie again, her figure, and of course the parts of her body that were exposed during the exercises.
-Of course. I have no one to show them to, no one needs me.
Deniska didn't quite understand her.
-We all liked it very much. It was very beautiful.
-Which one would you like to see? We can't stay here long, the girls are waiting for us.
He liked the beauty of the pigeon pose, so he asked her to do that one first. Marie sat down facing him and froze when her back leg, bent at the knee, froze behind her back. Deniska walked around her in a circle. From behind, he stroked her legs and looked at all the folds of her body.
-Yes, beautiful. Now, dog with your muzzle down. I liked that one a lot too.
Marie smiled, imagining that she would have to lift one part of her body up and lower her head onto the bedspread.
-Why did you like it?
Deniska realized that he had been exposed and that Marie knew all his secret desires.
-Marie, you have very beautiful legs, and they stretch from the top down.
He hesitated and continued quietly.
-Your butt too. It looks so beautiful. When I close my eyes, it immediately appears before me.
He blushed deeply at these words. Marie hugged him by the shoulders and pulled him toward her.
-What am I going to do with you? Right now.
She kissed him. He pressed himself against her and kissed her back. Marie stood up. Spreading her legs wide apart, she bent down as far as she could, her forehead touching the bedspread, and froze. It was a true work of art, full of grace and expressiveness.
Deniska walked around her. Marie's slender legs, like the legs of a compass, were slender and had a wide angle of opening. Deniska stroked her everywhere with his hands and ran them down her thighs to her heels. He knelt down and looked at her breasts, which were resting on the bedspread. Marie felt Deniska looking at her. She wrapped her arms around her knees and pulled her head toward Deniska, positioning it like an acrobat, between his legs. He lowered himself on his elbows and leaned toward her with a kiss. They kissed in this uncomfortable position. Marie pressed herself even closer to his legs, and Deniska was able to press himself against her chest. He took each breast in both hands, lifted it, and kissed the nipple. Marie froze. Deniska was afraid to press himself against Marie, thinking that she might lose her balance and fall forward. His hands moved back to her hips and, caressing them, he moved to the hollows of her body.
-Does it hurt here?
-No, I don't even feel anything. The girls are waiting for us.
-Yes, just one last thing and we'll go. Can you do the frog pose?
-On bent elbows?
-Yes.
Marie straightened up and first knelt down, spreading her knees wide apart. From this position, she lay down halfway, leaning on her bent elbows. Spreading her knees as far apart as possible, she lowered her hips even lower. She made a right angle at her knees, between her thighs and shins. Her body was obedient and looked confident, graceful, and elegant. Especially at the moment when she leaned forward slightly on her elbows.
-Like this?
-Yes.
He walked around Marie in a circle. She froze and did not move. Her breasts fell onto the bedspread so that her nipples were flattened from below. Her thighs were spread as wide as possible, allowing him to fully satisfy his curiosity and once again admire her flexibility. He wanted to fall on her and kiss her, but he knew that Marie could get up and stop him. He wanted to admire the beauty of her body. To somehow keep her in that position, he knelt in front of her head and leaned toward her face.
-Marie, does your leg hurt?
-Where exactly?
He searched for the right words, but couldn't think of anything better.
-Does the middle hurt?
-No. I've been training since childhood.
He reached one hand under her nipples, cupping and caressing them. Marie froze and tilted her head down. He leaned closer to her and kissed her neck. She looked at him with misty eyes and responded to his lips. Deniska lay down on his back from his awkward position and turned to face her, wrapping his arms around her head and pulling her toward him. Marie tried to say something, but she couldn't; Deniska pressed his lips to hers. Marie did not resist, and Deniska moved his hands under her breasts. To reach these beautiful peaches with his lips, he pushed off with his bent legs and moved his head under her breasts, rushing to find her nipples with his lips. With both hands, he squeezed her breasts on either side, trying to bring her nipples together, but it was impossible. Shaking his head from side to side, he tried to kiss them, pressing his lips tightly together. Marie tilted her head to see his kisses. She closed her eyes. "It feels so good. It's too late to say anything now. What if the girls come in now? What will I tell Verochka?" She opened her eyes and wanted to tell Deniska that we were going to get up and we had to go, but in front of Deniska's stomach, she saw his soldier, which lay on his body in an excited state and reached all the way to his navel. She tried to reach it with her lips, but couldn't. Then, holding herself up on one elbow, she reached out with her free hand and covered it. Touching it gently, she tried to be tender as she uncovered its head.
She massaged his pearls, reaching with her fingers all the way to his buttocks, gently touching them. From her touch, Deniska lifted his pelvis up, toward her hand. He hugged her around the back and, holding on to her, began to move toward her mound, helping himself with his legs. Marie opened her mouth slightly and waited for him to be completely in her power. It seemed to her that it took so long. But then Deniska took such a position under her that he had access to her mound. He raised his head higher and touched all the open petals of her Yin flower with his tongue. Marie could not calmly endure this. She took him under his thighs with one hand, lifted him up, and pulled him toward her, covering his candy with her lips.
Vera turned her back to the sun. "Where are Deniska and Marie? Did they go the wrong way? No, that can't be. Deniska knows where we are."
-Irish, they've been gone a long time. I'm starting to worry.
-Yes, it's been a long time. I'll go see where they are.
-I'll come with you.
Carefully, barefoot, they made their way to their hiding place under the hazel tree, moving slowly forward. Ira lifted a branch, and they quietly slipped under the thick foliage. Just a few steps away, they could see the blanket. Marie, sprawled out in a frog position, covered Deniska's head with her body, while he lay beneath her. An emotional fire flared up inside Vera. It seemed as if her fingernails had turned into claws and her teeth into sharp fangs. She felt ready to pounce on Marie and free Deniska, but Ira's whisper made her stop.
-Verchik, it's good for the honey.
"Good... good... good..." echoed in her head. The volcano of her anxiety began to subside. "Yes, of course, it's good. Ira explained it to me. Oh, I almost did something stupid." Vera began to calm down. Marie, with her eyes closed, couldn't see the girls. Deniska, who was under her, couldn't see them either. Vera turned to Ira, asking with nods of her head and lip movements. "What should we do?" Ira motioned for Vera to go behind Marie, where Deniska's head was, and sit there. Also with silent lip movements, she replied, "I'll stay here," pointing her finger in the direction of Deniska's feet and Marie's head. Vera didn't quite understand why this was necessary, but she listened to Ira. Vera made a few rolling movements with her knees on the blanket and ended up behind Mari. In front of her was a "frog" made of Mari's thighs. Vera noted to herself once again that Mari was very flexible. Her knees were spread wide apart. Her firm white buttocks covered Deniska, who was lying beneath them. Vera leaned over and saw Deniska's head. He periodically lifted himself up and kissed each petal of Marie's flower. "If Marie lowered herself a little, it would be more comfortable for him," Vera thought. Deniska felt someone looking at him and opened his eyes.
-Mom, are you here? What are you doing here?
-Me? What about you? How did you get there?
-I... I... I was watching the exercises, and then... then.
Deniska faltered and didn't know how to continue his explanation.
-Okay, I understand. Lie still, I'll ask Marie to make you more comfortable."
At that moment, Marie heard Vera's voice and opened her eyes. Ira was sitting next to her. As soon as she saw that Marie was looking at her, she leaned over and whispered as quietly as she could.
-Marie, it's okay. Lie still. Vera and I were worried and went looking for you."
Marie tried to say she was sorry that it had turned out this way, but her lips were busy. Ira saw Vera pointing down with her hand. Ira tilted her head, looked up, and shrugged her shoulders to show she didn't get it. Vera pointed at Marie's butt and made a few downward motions with her open palm. Ira nodded her head, which meant, "Got it."
-Marish, push your butt lower, closer to Denis, otherwise it's too high for him to reach.
-On the contrary, I was afraid to go lower. Like this?
She slowly began to push down and felt Vera's palm on her butt, and at the same time Ira said that was enough.
-Marish, lie like that. Vera and I will sit down. As soon as Denis finishes, we'll take him from that side.
-Yes, I understand.
Ira leaned over to her again and said quietly.
-Don't worry. I calmed Vera down. After all, a woman has three healing peaks. Peaches are the middle one. And for your health, Deniska the fighter is also necessary. Lie down.
Ira moved closer to Vera on her knees. They sat down on their heels next to each other, opposite Deniska's head. Marie's wide-spread legs allowed this. Ira also leaned toward Deniska. Seeing him, she asked how he was doing, if he was comfortable.
-Yes, I'm comfortable. I'm fine now. Ira, can you hold and spread Marie's lips, like when covering her?
Vera also leaned toward him. They exchanged glances with Ira.
-Yes, we can.
The two of them placed their palms on either side of Marie's lower lips and carefully, slowly spread them apart, giving Deniska access to the depths of the flower. Deniska plunged completely into it and made unimaginable movements with his tongue. Marie, feeling the touch of the girls' hands and Deniska's caresses, shuddered, and thousands of goose bumps ran down her spine. Her heart skipped a beat, and she froze. She had never experienced such sensations before. She couldn't think about anything. She covered Deniska as deeply as possible. Vera and Ira saw how Marie trembled. Vera leaned over to Ira and asked her in a barely audible voice
-Irisha, shall we press the point for her?
-Yes, let's do it. You or me?
-You'd better, it's safer that way.
Ira nodded her head in agreement. The spot was right in front of them, and Ira placed her index and middle fingers on it and pressed down. Marie swayed in response to the pressure. Vera, seeing that Marie had not stopped trembling, placed her palm on her back, just below her waist, and began to slowly stroke her clockwise, trying to calm her down. Marie felt the care and affection in these touches, which manifested themselves in tenderness, warmth, and attention. "How I want to hug them and press myself against them," Marie thought. Vera's touch and caresses had an effect on Marie. She gradually slowed down her sweet dance of lips, realizing the need to stop kissing the one who had become so dear to her. She released the soldier and froze, listening to the rapid beating of her heart. Deniska immediately sensed this moment, the pause in Marie's fabulous kisses. He realized that it was time to get out of his magical place and put his hands above his head, pressing his palms against Ira and Vera's knees. They immediately grabbed his wrists with both hands and began to pull him toward them. Deniska easily began to move toward them. His head was already visible. He felt awkward in front of them.
-Mom, don't scold Marie. I asked her to show me the exercises.
-I won't. But you need to be a little more sensible.
At that moment, his fighter had just entered Marie's mound. He lifted his pelvis and pressed himself even closer to her. Seeing that his mother and Ira were in a good mood, Deniska decided to ask them.
-Mom, can I lie here a little longer? I need to recover.
-What are you up to? Don't be sneaky, tell us.
-Well, it turns out that this is exactly what they call 'Covering,' and I thought it would be good for me to lie like this.
Deniska's argument to Vera was compelling. She didn't know what to do.
-Verchik, let him lie down. Let's ask Marisha now.
Ira moved closer to Mari's face. Mari lowered her head and looked down at Deniska's position. Vera also moved closer to Mari and sat down on the opposite side from Ira.
-Marisha, are you tired of lying like this?
-No, not at all. Why?
-The honey wants you to lie like this a little longer. We showed him this exercise. It's called Covering. He really likes it. It's good for both of you.
-Really? I didn't know that. I feel incompetent in these matters. Of course."
Vera joined the conversation, concerned about Deniska. She tried to speak more quietly, feeling shy in front of Marie.
-Marishka, can you press yourself closer to him so that his friend is between your lips?
-Yes, I can. Tell me how.
Marie spread her knees wider and pressed her bottom against Denis. Vera moved closer to Denis again.
-Well? Are you comfortable? Marie is also very fond of you. Appreciate it.
-Mom, yes. Very good. Thank you.
Deniska spread Marie's lips apart with his palms, and Vera pressed her palm down on Marie's buttocks. Marie obeyed her pressure and pressed herself even closer to Deniska's soldier. Satisfied that Deniska had gotten what he wanted, Vera whispered to him.
-I'm going to Ira, call me if you need me.
At that moment, Marie asked Ira.
-Ira, will you tell me about Covering, Peaks, and other interesting exercises?
-Yes, while we're lying here, I'll tell you what I know.
Vera returned to Marie and Ira and lay down, resting her head on her bent arms. She prepared to listen to Ira. Deniska enjoyed touching Marie's body. He was surprised at himself. How had he managed without such close contact with women before? Now, listening to himself, he felt that everything was boiling inside him, and his rock-hard erection was proof of that. He was still controlling his energy, and it was getting easier to do so each time. Climbing to the peak of his arousal, he immediately performed his techniques, which allowed him to smoothly shift back from the peak. He relaxed internally and was able to enjoy the views that opened up before his eyes. "There is no limit to perfection," thought Deniska. "Ira, Mom, Marie — they are all beautiful. They have such soft, smooth skin and such smooth transitions of lines, especially to the waist." He stroked Marie along these lines and thought that he was the most the happiest person in the world. Ira told Marie about the practices, while Vera lay there and listened. Marie nodded her head in agreement with many of Ira's statements, showing her complete agreement with the information she was receiving.
-Yes, Ira. After all, how is it in our sport? Married couples quickly drop out of the race. Their endurance is no longer the same. As a result, their results immediately deteriorate. They don't make it through the selection competitions for training camps and, as a result, leave the sport.
Denis had no doubt that Ira was talking about practices that
came from ancient times, and he believed her, even if he didn't fully understand the meaning. Mari responded to Ira's information again.
-Oh, our mothers need to know this. After all, when their sons become interested in girls, they withdraw into themselves and try to find all the answers on the street. Mothers come to us. And us? We don't really know how to help them. We advise them to take up sports to distract them a little from the street. But this massage for Deniska, as a doctor, I can say that it has enormous significance. And it is needed not only by young men, but also by adult men. Will you show it to me?
-Yes, Marisha. We'll ask our little boy to be a model and I'll show you.
Ira looked at Vera, as if asking for her permission. Vera did not object and nodded her head in agreement. Deniska, listening to the conversation, was distracted, and his fighter had already calmed down. He slowly began to move and crawl out from under Mari.
Marie, sensing his movement, lifted her buttocks and freed his soldier. She straightened her legs and lay down flat. Once out, Deniska immediately turned onto his stomach and squeezed between Marie and Ira, pushing his head between their arms.
-Honey, will you help us? We want to show Marie your manly practices.
-Yes, I don't mind.
-Girls, let's go out in the sun. We'll sunbathe and then get ready to go home.
-Yes, Verchik. You're right. Let's go.
They gathered all their things in an armful and followed Vera. Marie caught up with Vera and tried to whisper to her.
-Verochka, I feel guilty about what happened with Deniska.
-Marish, you're not to blame for anything. I allowed him to do it. Let him gain strength, experience, and learn to control himself. Thank you for being gentle and caring with him and putting up with his unexpected desires.
-Come on, you. Why me?
Marie felt her breath catch in her chest and freeze. "Well, I'll be. Like when I was a honey and danced close to a boy for the first time." She felt tears welling up in her eyes. She took a deep breath through her nose, held it, and quickly suppressed her emotions. She often had to do this at competitions. Deniska heard their conversation. He felt it necessary to thank Marie.
-Marie, thank you very much. I still have trouble controlling myself. You are all so beautiful that I experience an internal surge and cannot think clearly. When I see your exercises, I cannot help but admire your beauty. But I have been of benefit to you. Ira explained to us that if we preserve our sexual energy through kissing and touching, through transformation, we will rejuvenate our bodies through the exchange of Yin and Yang energy.
-Really? That's very interesting. Ira, can you tell us about Yin and Yang?
-Of course, Marie. Let's sit down now and I'll tell you everything. It's simple.
They approached their spot. The sun was still shining warmly.
-It's been a long time since we've had a summer like this. The air is hot when you breathe it in.
-That's for sure. And it's spicy too. It smells like herbs.
Spreading out the blanket, Ira sat down at one end and asked Mari to sit opposite her. Vera and Deniska also sat down on either side of Mari, opposite Ira.
-Mari, the point is that you can control your own sexual energy. We showed you the point. It's like a lifeline for distributing energy. As a rule, this is done by controlling the muscles of the coccyx area and perineum. In yoga, there is Bhadra asana for this.
Ira sat in the asana and opened her knees as wide as possible. Marie easily repeated after her. Vera and Deniska also tried to perform the asana. Ira told Marie in detail about the role of this exercise.
-Yes, I understand. What interesting practices they have in the East. So, we trained these muscles and used them to direct energy upward?
-Yes. Energy from Svadhishthana rises to the upper chakras. It is this energy that gives additional strength for youth and health.
-Ira, tell us about the role of Yang.
-Yes, dear. According to Taoist practices, we have the feminine energy Yin in this area, and men have Yang.
Ira pointed to her perineum with her palm, tracing a circle around it. According to Taoist teachings, Yin strengthens Yin. When Yin and Yang come into contact, an exchange of energies occurs, during which the body is healed and rejuvenated. When Yang and Yang come into contact, one of the Yang bodies is destroyed. Strong Yang defeats weak Yang. Marie listened attentively. Ira showed her how to control her muscles and direct energy upward.
-Mari, you're doing everything right. It's clear that you're an athlete and your body obeys you.
-Yes, I try to take care of myself. I do exercises, stretching, and work my muscles. I saw our girls from the team at a meeting once. I didn't recognize many of them. They've put on weight. As they say, they've gotten prettier.
-Yes, Marisha, you're doing great. We do exercises too. We run to the edge of the forest and then along the stream.
-Verochka, you're doing the right thing. Years will pass, and your body will thank you. I also run in the mornings." Actually, I take the path straight into the forest. And there I already know my way around. I do a lap and go home. But if you turn left before the forest, it leads to the stream in your direction.
-Let's meet tomorrow.
They clarified the time and coordinated it with Mari's classes and decided to meet for exercise and do stretching exercises together.
-Speaking of stretching, remember I wanted to show you some dynamic stretching exercises for the splits in the bathhouse?
-Yes, of course. We couldn't watch them because it was too hot.
-So, it was only after your explanation of Yin and Yang that I understood the words of the trainer who taught us how to stretch. We were young then, just girls. Everyone was joking and laughing. She explained to us in all seriousness, -As soon as you kiss, consider that you have completed the KMS.
-What does KMS mean?
-Candidate for Master of Sports.
-And how do you kiss?
-During dynamic stretching, partners pull each other toward each other with their hands, and their legs are spread apart and braced with their feet, or, if they are at different levels of training, one partner's feet are braced against the side of the other's calves.
Deniska didn't understand anything. Ira was also silent and did not confirm that she understood. They asked Marie to show them.
-Irochka, you're better off with Vera. You're the right height. Sit opposite each other, legs to the side. Hold hands. Like this. Legs, like this. Pull towards each other with smooth jerks of your arms. Your legs will spread apart, like in a split. As soon as your legs are as far apart as possible, your lower lips will touch, that is, you will kiss. That's what the coach meant. I didn't understand before, but now that you've explained that Yin and Yin reinforce each other, everything is clear to me.
I could see that Vera blushed, and so did Ira.
-Marie, we understand you. But how effective is this stretch?
-Actually, it's the best way to do the splits. The secret is that you should only do it when your muscles are really warmed up. Those coaches who make you do it after training, thinking that your muscles are warmed up, are seriously mistaken.
-Marie, so when you and your partner touch each other, you exchange Yin energy and strengthen each other? That's why you do the KMS?
-Yes, Denisa. I think that's what the coach meant. She may not have known about Yin, but she had a lot of experience. All the girls who did this stretch and pulled themselves close to each other achieved the KMS, just as she promised.
-But you were naked in the bathhouse. If anyone found out about this, the coach could have been fired.
-No, Verochka. We were all like one family. And we didn't understand much back then. For us, it was all a joke, and it helped us achieve results. I only now understand that there is great meaning in Ira's words. When we got older and stretched, we could already do this stretch in the gym or on the grass during training. And back then, the girls really helped each other. They replenished their strength by exchanging their Yin.
-I agree. I don't see anything wrong with that either. The fact that the girls help each other during training is how it should be. There are always boundaries that cannot be crossed. You can feel it on a subconscious level.
-Yes, I think you're right. After all, they get good health and show good results. Irish, do you remember talking about the greedy fish pose? In it, two women also touch each other's intimate parts. So it turns out that even in ancient times they knew about the benefits of such a practice?
Deniska, hearing about the greedy fish practice, moved closer to Ira. Marie also looked at Ira with interest and waited for her answer.
-Yes. Perhaps.
-Ira, what kind of technique is this? Is it a kind of stretching?
-No, Marie.
Ira briefly told Mari about the fish practice.
-I understand. It's from the technique of their bedrooms. They are useful for both men and women. I completely agree with you. It is the hormones secreted by women that affect men and are so beneficial to them.
-Yes. In this practice, the level of female hormones doubles.
-Can it be tripled?
Deniska did not expect such a question from himself. Somewhere in his secret thoughts, he wanted this, and this inner desire was the motivational state that prompted this impulsive question. Ira calmly asked again.
-Honey, do you mean when three female Yins are together?
-Yes.
-I think so. I haven't studied this question specifically. I read what was available. There are few books. I was satisfied with samizdat and manuscripts sometimes. I also came across the technique 'Dance of the Phoenix Females'.
-Irochka, I'm curious. Tell me about it.
-Iri, I'm curious too. Is it complicated?
Ira didn't go into detail. She just explained the essence of it, that all such practices are based on connecting and uniting Yin. Then all Yin have enormous power, and when connected with Yang, men transfer their power and health to it, and as a result of the man's correct behavior, his Yang multiplies.
-I haven't come across the key point of such practices in Taoist books. Only Tantra mentions it.
-What is it?
-The state of the woman and the man. They must be at the peak of their arousal. Then a mutual exchange of energies takes place and they produce an elixir.
-Immortality?
-Yes, honey.
Deniska nodded his head in understanding.
-Well, yes. After all, "women are the fruit of life, the fruitful power of nature."
-Oh, Deniska, do you understand everything so well?
Denis realized that he might have said something wrong.
-I... I was trying to quote Ira.
-Yes, honey, that's right. That's what it says in the ancient Taoist books. Only you need to add the word 'loving'. A loving woman is a source of strength and life for those around her."
-Yes, that's exactly what I meant.
They made themselves comfortable and lay down in the sun to sunbathe. Marie continued to ask Ira about Taoist women's techniques and raising energy upward for some time. Denis, listening to Marie and Ira's quiet conversation, fell into a drowsy state and did not notice when he fell asleep.
-Verochka, I'm getting sunburned where I'm not tanning. Can I use your cream?
-Yes, of course. Why didn't I offer it myself?
Vera took a tube out of her bag and gave it to Marie. Marie squeezed it onto her fingers and, turning her hand backward, applied it to the white line on her waist and below.
-You're uncomfortable. Lie down, I'll rub it in for you.
Vera began to rub Marie. Ira raised her head and saw that Vera could use some help with such a large area, so she offered her hand.
-Give it to me, Verichka. I'll apply it on my side.
They worked together to rub the cream into Marie. Her firm buttocks swayed in different
directions. Together, they finished quickly. Vera put away the tube and, looking at Deniska, lay down.
-It looks like Deniska has fallen asleep.
-Really? Then we'll be quiet.
-Yes, girls. Let's sunbathe in silence.
They all closed their eyes and relaxed in the sun. Vera's eyes were filled with the scene when she and Ira climbed up to the hazel tree and looked under it. "Marie, Deniska. It's good that Ira warned me. What came over me? Marie is not to blame for anything. I know Deniska. He probably came up with a good reason to get closer to Mari. Summer will end. Classes will start at the technical school. I hope our vacation will be good for him and that his desires will be directed in the right direction." These and other similar thoughts swirled around in her head. Suddenly, she saw everyone lying below, and she herself was looking at it from above, as if from the tops of trees. "It happened again. Why are Ira and I rubbing Marie? We've already rubbed her. Does that mean I'm seeing something that has already happened?"
Vera couldn't explain it to herself. "So, my brain is showing me that it can do this? Miracles. I'll tell the girls—they won't believe me. No, I can't tell them. Ira warned me not to say anything, otherwise my abilities would disappear. That's it, I'll keep my mouth shut." She looked at the scene again, watched as she put the cream in her purse and they all lay down to sunbathe. After circling the lake a few more times and admiring the beautiful scenery, she opened her eyes slightly. She saw her hand. "Everything is in place. I'll take a nap." She closed her eyes and calmly fell into the realm of Morpheus.
Marie, resting her head on her hands and closing her eyes, couldn't just lie there. She thought about Denis, about the girls, about how every day brought her something new, and this newness made her heart flutter and tighten. She wanted to be with them all the time. No, she wasn't thinking about physical contact. She just felt warm and comfortable in her soul.
Ira, closing her eyes, also remembered the picture of Deniska lying under Marie. After all, everything inside her stirred. She had become so attached to Deniska. And although she was reassuring Vera, she herself needed words of support. Vera even helped her by talking about Deniska and all of them together, and coming to the right conclusion. As long as they were friends, they strengthened each other both physically and spiritually.
The Taoists were right about sisterhood. When we're together, each of our yin gets stronger. By giving our yin to Deniska, we triple his yang, which then exchanges with our yin. Energy and more energy. This is the secret to human health." Thinking this, Ira wanted to hug them all, to kiss Deniska, Vera, and Mari. She fell asleep.
They lost themselves in their dreams. In this wonderful space of time, a moment felt like an eternity. At the same time, the experiences of today seemed like a moment to them. The bright colors of the emotional turmoil they had experienced revealed the images of the day to them, spreading out in exquisite, beautiful views.
In his dream, Deniska found himself in a spacious hall. Looking around, he saw reflections of fire on the walls. In the center, he saw people. Coming closer, he saw that it was Marie, standing in the light of the fire and looking at him, holding a peach in her hand. She was wearing a transparent white cape. Her chest was completely bare. Below her waist was a large precious stone. There was also an emerald on her mons pubis. Shimmering in the light of the fire, they sent their rays to him, reflecting the depth of the ocean in their brilliance. High above her head was a section of the night sky with myriads of stars.
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The play of colors in the flames on the edges of the emeralds echoed the twinkling of the stars, making them a tiny part of the universe. His gaze lingered on this enchanting sight, and in his heart he felt awe at the magical power of nature that had created this play of light and shadow. The soft, magical flames of the fire flared and died down, creating an ever-changing color pattern of various shades. Coming closer, he saw Ira and his mother sitting behind Marie. "What a strange room," thought Deniska, looking at the paintings on the walls. Gradually, his gaze moved upward to the night sky with stars. He felt the touch of a soft female body. In his dream, he tried to see what part of the body it was and who it belonged to. He couldn't see it. In the end, the stars began to approach, and he flew towards them. Marie and the bonfire remained somewhere below. He tried to explain to himself where the stars and the bonfire had come from during the day, but he couldn't. He opened his eyes. "What a dream. And Marie is so beautiful. Like a priestess of fire."
Lifting his head and looking to the right, he saw that they were still lying there, apparently asleep. Deniska quietly got up and stepped silently off the blanket onto the grass. Stepping carefully, he climbed up the slope and, choosing a convenient spot, graced the bush with his presence. He immediately felt better. He now calmly thought that he should wake everyone up, and with this intention, he went to the girls. Nothing had changed here. Only a slight rustling of leaves could be heard. Deniska walked along the lying, peacefully sleeping bodies and admired the three beautiful curves, with their breathtaking waistlines and bodies. When he reached his mother, he saw the cream that had fallen out of the bag. "They must have been rubbing it on to tan." Deniska crouched down and put the fallen cream back in the bag. He wanted to wake everyone up, but then his hand inside the bag stumbled upon another tube. He pulled it out. It was a hand cream he knew well. During the first days of their vacation, he often rubbed it on Vera and Ira, and now he also wanted to touch their bodies, caress their delicate skin, and reach their most intimate places. He thought and tried to explain his desire. "I don't want to say anything to them, I just want to give them a part of myself and my energy with my own hands." Ira was the most convenient for carrying out his plan. He softened his hands with cream and very slowly and carefully placed his palms on Ira's body.
He began to make his usual movements with his hands, stroking and rubbing her skin. Ira immediately raised her head and looked at the girls. They were asleep, and all was quiet around them. She laid her head back down and got more comfortable, giving his hands access. The awakening was unexpected for her, and in that same moment, Deniska's gentle hands immediately plunged her into a pleasant relaxation of comfort and pleasure. In the first days of their vacation, his movements were timid, but now his hands confidently caressed all areas and reached into the most secret places. Ira felt the difference and obediently surrendered to his power. She wanted so much to jump up, throw herself into his arms, wrap her legs around him, and immerse him completely inside her. Deniska felt Ira's reaction to every movement of his hands. She helped him, moving to meet him, freezing, and moving again. Deniska understood that his hand movements gave Ira a comfortable relaxation. "A woman is made to be caressed by men." Having come to this conclusion, he surprised himself, but it gave him even more confidence. He looked down at himself. It was 12 o'clock. He listened. His energy was under complete control. Ira was ready to lie there as long as she wanted, but it was time to get ready for the return trip, and common sense kept reminding her of that. Finally, she realized she couldn't argue with him. She sat up. Leaning over to Deniska, she put her hand on his watch, kissed his ear, and whispered quietly so as not to wake the girls.
-Thank you for such a wake-up call.
Deniska responded without words, kissing her back. He leaned down and pressed his lips to her chest, kissing her gently and lightly.
"It's okay, honey. Let me go. I can't tear myself away from you. I need to step away for a minute. Wake everyone up quietly."
Deniska released her strawberries from his lips, allowing Ira to get up. He still wanted to be with her, and his fighter was proof of that. Ira got up silently, stepped onto the grass, and walked up the slope. Deniska looked at Marie lying next to him. She was enchantingly beautiful. The smooth transition of her body's lines was like a burning and cooling shower for him, causing subtle vibrations to spread in waves down his back. "If Ira didn't resist his touch, then Marie won't either," he decided. He moved closer to her. Squeezing the cream onto his palms, he placed them on her breasts and immediately began to make slow circular movements. Marie opened her eyes. Ira was not in front of her. She turned her head toward Vera. Vera was lying still with her eyes closed. Marie's first intention was to get up, but Deniska's soft and gentle hand movements stopped her. Turning back and seeing his masculine strength, she wanted to reach for it with her hand, but stopped, simply spread her legs wider and closed her eyes. Deniska himself felt that his touch on Marie filled him with energy, and his hands were like conductors of electricity, sending warmth to his heart. "So, I'm feeling feminine energy? Yes, that's exactly right."
He closed his eyes, and immediately a bright green light began to shimmer inside them. Marie lay there, afraid to move, so as not to disturb Deniska. "Unbelievable. His hands are so gentle. The girls are right, they radiate healing energy. How wonderful." Thanks to the cream, Deniska's hands glided softly over all the folds of Marie's body, giving her magical, intoxicating sensations. She was completely in his power, and when she felt his touch deep inside her, she only pressed her lips tighter together so as not to lose control of herself.
Ira approached. Seeing that Deniska was massaging Marie, she sat down next to him. Seeing his tension, she gently moved her hand back, found his pressure point, and pressed on it. Deniska mentally thanked her for her concern. His tension eased, and he even relaxed his lower lock press. Marie felt a touch on her thigh and, turning around, saw that Ira had sat down next to them. "How timely," Marie thought.
-Ira, please press my magic point.
-Marie, yes, I'll press it.
Ira, without letting go of Deniska's point, pressed Mari's point with three fingers of her other hand. Her hands touched Deniska's hands. Deniska moved his hands up Mari's body and calmly continued to rub her. Ira helped them both by distributing energy along the meridians of their bodies. A minute later, she carefully released her hands and sat down closer to Deniska. She hugged him and placed one palm on his back and the other on his heart chakra.
Marie turned toward them and sat down closer to them as well. They tried not to talk so as not to wake Vera. Marie took his hand in hers and stroked his forearm with her other hand. Deniska quickly recovered from such tender double care. Marie leaned over to Ira's ear and whispered something. Ira nodded in agreement and pointed her index finger toward the forest, then immediately made a gesture of denial with her hand and head. Deniska understood that Ira was asking her not to go into the forest and to stay closer to them. Marie nodded in agreement and went into the nearest bushes. Ira sat nearby. She mouthed to Deniska to wake Vera quietly. Deniska understood her from the movement of her lips. He moved closer to his mother. Vera was sleeping surprisingly soundly and did not hear Deniska rubbing cream on Marie and Ira. He wondered whether to give her a massage or just wake his mother up. He looked at Ira, who handed him a tube of cream. With no more doubts, he rubbed the cream on his hands and slowly placed his palms on top of Vera. Vera sighed and opened her eyes. Deniska began to slowly move his hands in circles. Vera looked around. There was no one there, and she turned back. Deniska leaned over and rubbed her, while Ira sat nearby.
-Oh, Irish. I slept through everything. Have you been up for a long time?
-No. We just woke up. Marie stepped out for a moment. The honey already gave us a massage. Lie down a little longer, relax. All Taoist rejuvenation practices for women are based on massage. I think that in the forest, the little one draws energy from the forest, the lake, and nature as a whole, and his hands are especially powerful. Energy simply gushes from them.
-Yes, Irisha. You're right. Gushing is exactly the word.
Deniska continued to perform his magical passes. Vera immediately felt the energy of his hands and relaxed. She lay down more comfortably, giving him access to all parts of her beautiful body. Deniska quickly moved from the upper part to the intimate areas. Vera did not object. She closed her eyes. The intense heat in her lower abdomen made her breathe deeper and mentally draw that heat up to the Qi Cave. Marie approached. Seeing that Deniska was massaging Vera, she sat down next to Ira. Ira was slightly behind Deniska. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her head against his back. Deniska stopped and froze. Vera turned around and saw that Mari had arrived.
-Marisha, should I get up? Shall we get dressed?
-Lie down for a bit. There's no rush. Would you like me to massage your back? My massage will be different from the usual one. It's more like a sports massage, but it's also beneficial, I guarantee it.
-I don't know, but I don't mind.
Ira let Deniska go.
-Marisha, make yourself comfortable here, and you and Deniska won't get in each other's way. Honey, stay where you are and continue your magical movements.
Marie positioned herself on the right side of Vera's back, and Ira on the left. Vera turned her head to the right and left to get a better look at how the girls were positioned. Marie rubbed cream on her hands and began to gently stroke Vera's back. It was clear that Marie was not doing this for the first time, as her movements were confident. Gradually, she moved to the entire back and continued the massage using various techniques to work on the skin. Ira immediately noticed her professionalism and silently gave Marie a thumbs up.
-Yes, Ira. We often massaged each other's muscles on the team. Our massage therapist mainly helped us during competitions, but during training, we did it ourselves. Now I'm giving a soothing massage to the muscles.
Ira watched Marie's hand movements with interest and tried to remember them. Vera lay there and thought how wonderful it felt to have those hands on her. They conveyed a whole range of caring human feelings. She remembered her conversation with Ira about the relationship between sisters.
-Mari, I've memorized your movements. Can I massage Verchik's hands like that?
-Of course. Verochka, put your hands in front of you. It will be doubly beneficial for you. Or even triply.
Vera stretched her arms out in front of her, and Ira sat down at her headboard.
-Verchik, this is my first time massaging hands, so I'll be careful.
-Yes, okay. Today you've surrounded me with care like a sister.
Three pairs of hands rubbed Vera. In this state, when the air was filled with the whispering of birch forest leaves, Vera felt both movement and peace. The movement of hands on her body, her peace of mind, the sky, the sun, the earth, the forest, her son, her daughters—all of this was connected by a thin string. This was an unconscious practice of exchanging Yin and Yang energies. It was an art that could not be seen with the eyes, but she felt it with her heart. In a quiet voice, remaining somewhere deep within her thoughts, she asked.
-Irisha, are we sisters?
Ira leaned closer to her to hear her question.
-Yes, Verochka. We are sisters. I think we were sisters in a past life. We are kindred spirits who cannot be separated by time or space.
Marie stopped moving her hands so as not to disturb Verochka, seeing that her soul demanded attention, and she tried not to interrupt this impulse.
For Deniska, Ira's words were simply a statement of a long-established fact. He also stopped moving his hands, just as Marie had done.
The three of them froze and waited for Vera to ask something else. Vera lay quietly, completely absorbed in herself. Ira, then Marie and Deniska slowly continued their hand movements. Vera's heart opened like a flower absorbing dew.
The energy of Deniska, Marie, and Ira enveloped her heart like a mountain stream, powerful yet gentle, avoiding rocks and obstacles. "So this is what Yin energy is like. It flows neither forward nor backward, it flows inside me." This flow, invisible but palpable, like the wind in a birch forest, caressed her skin but left no traces. And indeed, Vera felt that part of existence that is hidden from view, but without which a full life is impossible. Just as night nourishes the stars, so Yin nourished her soul. Her Yin energy vibrated, and Vera, unfamiliar with the feelings that overwhelmed her, sought support from her friends.
-Irisha.
-Yes, Verichka.
-Are we good sisters? Are we right?
-Yes, Verichka. The most right there is.
Ira felt the vibrations of the soul that were happening to Vera. These same vibrations affected Marie as well. Marie looked at Ira and saw tears glistening in her eyes. Marie also blinked her eyes, trying to hide the tears that had welled up in hers. Like the strings of a musical instrument tuned to the same frequency begin to vibrate in resonance, so the Yin energy of Vera, Ira, and Marie vibrated at the same frequency. Marie was unable to hide her emotional response, and a single tear fell onto Vera. Marie tried to wipe her eyes with her forearm and brush away the tears. Vera turned her head toward Marie and called her as quietly as if in a dream.
-Marisha.
-Yes, Verochka.
-Will you be our sister?
Without a moment's hesitation, Marie immediately replied
-Yes, I will. I have no one closer to me than you. Even my own brother and sister are emotionally distant from me.
The flow of Yin energy that Vera had given to Ira and Marie in her questions returned to her along with their answers. Indeed, when one sister gives, she does not lose, because Yin is infinite in its generosity, and the sister who receives her Yin does not take it, but returns what she has received.
-Give me your hands, I want to shake them.
Vera spread her arms with her eyes closed and waited until she felt Ira and Marie in her palms. They gave her their palms, and they shook them, confirming their unity and trust. Marie was overwhelmed with emotion. She wasn't even this nervous at competitions. She leaned on Vera's shoulder and cried.
-Girls, I don't know what's wrong with me. The tears just keep flowing. Verochka, I will always be there for you and help you with everything.
Ira leaned on Marie and tried to hold back, but it was difficult. Deniska saw wet tear marks on Marie's shoulder.
-Girls, come on. Of course we'll be together, and our families will be friends, and we'll raise our children together. Don't cry.
-Yes, sisters, don't cry. I'm the one who upset you. I don't know what's wrong with me. Help me, I'm going to get up.
With the help of Ira and Marie's hands, Vera sat down. Deniska also moved down Vera's legs and completely freed her. They sat close to each other, touching. Their hair intertwined in the light breeze, and they still felt that their hearts were connected like stars that are far apart but continue to shine for each other. Their Yin energy was now intertwined like the threads of a spider's web, which are weightless but capable of supporting the whole world.
-Girls, how are you?
-Irisha, what happened to us? What came over us?
-Verchik, it was an exchange of our Yin energies and their union. Such is the nature of being. Everything in this world is interconnected. You gave energy and at the same time received it from us, because every breath is preparation for exhalation. This is the truth of the great cycle, where every drop of water knows its place in the ocean, and every star knows its path in the boundless sky.
-Yes, I understand. There is a deep meaning in the great silent harmony of Yin. We exchange it like sisters.
-Oh, girls. How sublime.
-Yes, Marisha. When sisters meet, they become two drops of dew on lotus leaves. They know that to maintain balance, they must merge together, become one, like three rays of moonlight reflected in a silent lake. Yin is a stream that flows neither forward nor backward, but inward. It is that part of existence that is hidden from view, but without which the fullness of life is impossible. Just as night nourishes the stars, so Yin nourishes the soul.
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Vera turned to Deniska. She took him by the hand and pulled him closer to them.
-We scared you, didn't we, son? Sitting here and crying. We'll be fine now.
-Mom, don't be silly. No. I always understood that you were like sisters. I saw you in my dream. All three of you were in it. I told you about it.
-Yes, I remember. Marisha, Deniska saw you in his dream. In the dream, the three of us were in the past and the future.
Marie silently placed her palm on top. Ira joined her palm to theirs. Their four palms gently touched each other, without pressing or controlling, symbolizing trust and unity of hearts.
-Mom, I feel vibrations.
-Me too.
-Yes, girls. Right now, our Yin flow is passing through our palms, and the honey's Yang is being added to it.
-Irochka, what's happening now?
-The meridians in our bodies are being activated. Joining our palms stimulates the flow of Qi through important acupuncture points, such as Lao-gong and Shen-men." These points are conduits for Yin energy, and their activation enhances its flow through the meridians.
Vera understood that the girls were waiting for her, and when she calmed down, they would get ready to go back. She slowly removed her hand.
-There, I'm fine now. Let's get dressed and go home.
-Yes, Vera. You get ready, and Denis and I will pack everything up.
It didn't take long to get ready. They were soon dressed. Denis brought Marie's boots. He put his hand inside them.
-They're completely dry.
-Okay, thank you.
Ten minutes later, they were walking briskly along the lake. Denis was interested in the Lao-gun and Shen-men points. Ira showed him where they were. The water level had returned to normal, and when they crossed the stream, they simply jumped over it. They had rested well and were in a great mood. Vera felt a warmth in her chest that remained there and did not disappear. "I wonder if it's just me or everyone else too?" Finding their baskets, they picked strawberries.
Marie was the first to fill her basket. She put it aside and continued picking. When her palm was full, she transferred the berries first to Deniska's basket, then to Vera's and Ira's baskets.
-Marie, how do you pick them so fast?
-I don't know how I do it.
Thanks to Marie, in less than half an hour, they had filled their baskets with strawberries. They walked home slowly, trying not to spill the precious berries. The girls talked occasionally. Deniska recalled his colorful dream and walked silently beside them. Choosing a convenient moment, Vera approached him.
-Son, are you tired? Let me carry your berries.
-Mom, no, thank you. I can do it myself.
-What are you thinking about?
-Nothing... just about my dream. I didn't sleep much in the forest, but my dream was vivid and beautiful.
-Really? What did you dream about?
Denis briefly recounted the unusual hall. When he talked about the precious stones in Marie's outfit, Ira and Marie came closer. They were curious. Like every woman, Vera knew a little about semi-precious stones and jewelry made from them.
-So it's probably aquamarine. It's exactly that color.
-Yes, Verochka. Quite possible. It's exactly the color of a sea wave. It could also be sapphire.
-Girls, I disagree with you. After all, where were these two precious stones located?
After a short pause and receiving no response, Ira continued.
-In the Svadhisthana chakra area. So it's most likely spinel.
-Spinel? I don't know that stone.
-I haven't heard about it either. Irochka, tell us. I'm very interested.
-I don't know much about it myself. Just a little bit. It is known for the fact that it received its name quite recently and is recognized as a precious gemstone. Previously, it was simply called a ruby. This stone was especially valued by royalty in all countries for its beauty and positive effect on people. The most famous of these is the Black Prince's Ruby. This large red stone is set in the Imperial State Crown of England.
-So it can be red?
-Yes, dear. Jewelry spinel comes in blue, purple, and red colors. It resembles sapphires and rubies. In general, spinel can be any color, even yellow and colorless. There is also spinel that changes color depending on the lighting. In Eastern culture, even today, the most valuable jewelry is made from this amazing stone.
-Why Black?
-Because of his armor. His knight's armor was black.
-I think I read about him in a Dumas novel.
-Yes, Verchik. And not only in Dumas. He was a famous historical figure, Edward Woodstock, son of the King of England, 14th century.
-Why is it worn on the chakra?
-They used to wear it. Various mystical properties are attributed to the stone. It is believed that spinel is a stone for stimulating Svadhisthana. It gives the wearer a special kind of energy. In ancient India, it was believed that radiation from space, refracting through precious stones, is transformed, and the components of this spectrum then reach humans. It is these particles that reach the chakras and have a beneficial effect on them. In the modern world, many scientists believe that this is fiction, as there is no direct evidence.
-There is still so much in the world that has not been studied. I would love to see this spinel.
-Verchik, there are many stones used in jewelry. They are all beautiful in their own way. Nowadays, you can only see them in a museum. There is an old Mineralogical Museum on Leninsky Prospekt in Moscow. Let's go there sometime.
-Why not? Let's do it. Irisha, I'm all for it.
-I'd love to go too. I love looking at beautiful things. And you, Denis.
-Mari, I'm with you. I only saw them for the first time in a dream. They were so big and beautiful.
On the way, they decided when would be the best time to go. They decided that it would be better to go on one of the autumn weekends, when it wasn't so hot and the road was easier to travel. They said goodbye near the house. The baskets were on the ground, and they all approached Marie, who hugged them with her strong arms. They pressed themselves against her, and Marie lowered her head and pressed herself against them. Marie looked around. There was no one else around. She kissed them all in turn like a sister. Deniska, Vera, and Ira pressed themselves close to her.
-Tomorrow, as agreed. I'll be waiting for you on the shore in the morning. If you don't come, it's no big deal. Get some sleep.
-We'll come, or rather, we'll run.
Marie walked down the road toward the center of the village. Deniska, Vera, and Ira stood for a few minutes, watching her go. Waving goodbye, they went into the house. Vera started making dinner. Ira and Deniska put the mushrooms in the room behind the stove. They poured the strawberries into jars and put them in the refrigerator. Vera would gradually prepare them. She said she would need sugar for this. After dinner, Ira suggested going to look for a hook for the well.
-Iri, how will we find the house we need to search?
-At random. We'll look around the well. If we don't find it, we'll go to the next one.
-Everything is so overgrown here that it will be difficult to find a well in such thickets.
-Yes. When shall we go?
-I think we should go right now. We'll have about an hour before dusk."
They immediately began to get ready. They changed into tracksuits. Vera found gloves for their hands. Deniska brought the sticks they used to walk in the forest.
-Verchik, let's put on our boots.
-Why?
-For safety. Everything is overgrown there. There might be big frogs.
-Really? Well, yes, let's definitely put them on.
Once they were ready, they set off. Ira went first. They approached the first house where the well was supposed to be. The old gate was blocked by an old board that prevented it from opening in the wind. Behind it, there was a thicket that turned into a small forest. Somewhere there should be a house and a well next to it. The site had long been abandoned. A thick layer of grass softened their footsteps. In places, the fresh grass reached up to their waists. The air was filled with the pleasant smell of earth and last year's leaves. Then the wall of a wooden house appeared. Along it hung boards of siding, blackened by time. The windows were broken. Looking up, Deniska saw the second floor, where the glass was intact. Its dark shine watched them menacingly. The remains of old buildings began to appear. The rays of the setting sun occasionally penetrated the thick branches and showed them the way. Flickering and reflecting off the glass, they cast ominous shadows on the ground, which added to the atmosphere of mystery. They all saw the old wooden well at once. It stood alone, covered with lichen and moss around it. Step by step, they approached it. Apparently, a stone path had once led to it from the porch, and now they carefully stepped on these uneven, old stones. Vera felt a kind of tremor in her soul.
-Irish, I'm scared. Let's go back.
At her words, the wind rustled the leaves. An atmosphere of intrigue and uncertainty hung over them.
-Verchik, do you feel something?
-Yes. I feel uneasy.
They stopped two steps away from the well. The roof on one side had completely collapsed. They walked a little further and looked under the surviving part of the roof. There, among the cobwebs, bent but still firmly attached to the board, was a triple hook.
-There it is. See it? That's the cat. We need it.
-Yes, we see it. I can get it.
-Wait, honey. We have to be careful.
Ira came closer and examined everything around the well. The opening itself was covered with a round wooden lid with a large, thick handle. Everything was black with age.
Ira felt around with her hands. The wood bent in places under the pressure of her fingers, but it was still solid. Ira tapped the well with a stick under the remains of the roof. Here, the log was even harder.
-Honey, hold on to me. Stand here. Take off the hook and then jump to the ground. Got it.
-Yes, I got it.
-What about me?
-Verchik, stand behind me. I'll pass you the hook. It's sharp. Step aside with it. I'll help Deniska jump.
-Got it.
Having assigned the roles, Ira looked around once more. Everything seemed to be in order. Deniska stood on her bent knee and climbed onto the edge of the log cabin. He easily reached the hook, took it off, and handed it to Ira. Ira passed it to Vera. Deniska turned around to jump, but at that moment, the log cabin creaked and collapsed into the center of the well. Deniska's feet slipped toward the center, and he fell into the well without realizing what had happened. He didn't fall far.
Diving into the well with his feet first, he almost immediately reached the bottom. Emerging, he wanted to look up, but didn't have time, as he was struck hard on the head by a log from the well frame that had fallen behind him. Vera screamed and rushed to the edge of the well. Ira barely managed to hold her back, otherwise she would have fallen in after Deniska.
-Honey, are you okay?
After surfacing, Deniska heard the end of the question.
-Almost.
-Is it deep? Check your arms and legs.
-No. I'm standing. The water is up to my neck. I think I'm okay. My head hurts from the blow.
-Son, hang on. I'll come down to you now.
Deniska felt dazed from the fall and the cold. Fear slowly began to overwhelm him. "I need to calm down." Mom and Ira are nearby, and they'll help him get out. Vera tried to climb down after Deniska herself. Ira grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her.
-Vera, stop. You'll fall. I'll run to the cabin for a rope. Stay here. We have to get him out.
-Can we do it?
-Yes, I'll tie the rope around myself and climb down. We can't waste any time. Do you understand? Pull yourself together, Verichka. Well? You won't fall down, will you? Can I go?
-No. I mean, I understand. Run, Irisha, hurry, we're waiting for you.
After making sure that Vera had recovered from the shock and could think clearly, Ira rushed to the hut to get the rope.
-Son, how are you? Ira ran to get the rope. We'll pull you out.
Deniska heard the question, but couldn't answer it. The intense pain from the blow to his head overwhelmed him. A strong wave of nausea rose in his throat. He didn't know what to say. He looked up and saw stars. Myriads of stars. They were from his daytime dream on the forest lake. When he lifted his head, he felt even worse. The stars disappeared, he began to lose consciousness, and sank under the water.
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End of the first book.