Charles & Claire Ch. 27bySchuppinzigh©
After working on and getting five more dances done and ready to go, I said, "Girls, let's work on the 'For Good' routine, shall we?"
They both said, 'OK.'
I went on to say, "I'd like to ask about some of the things you were doing last time, that looked like ballet - Kallie was doing spin turns and you both did perfectly timed pirouettes?"
Claire smiled at me, and replied, "Well, Charles -- Kallie and I, along with Cassandra, Josiah's girlfriend, all took a couple of ballet classes together. It was about eight months before you and I first met at Cotillion. We only went for two months, but we picked up a couple of things. We never did anything in front of anybody, until after you and I met and started dancing together. We should've told you, I'm sorry?"
"NO, No -- no need to be sorry. That's why you both have such good balance and spin so beautifully. I don't want the two of you to do too much organized looking dancing during this number, except when I'm with each of you separately. Do either of you know how to do a Paux de deux?"
"Sure, we used to practice with each other, Claire was the boy and I was the girl," Kalista said. They both giggled.
"This time when we do it, add in more of that balletic style movement. That will differentiate better from our closed portions of the dance, and this time, we won't use any traditional style holds, maybe some face holds, or no holds, OK?"
"Sarah," I asked, "Could you get Annie out here please?"
She said 'no problem' and brought back Annie.
"You both have smartphones don't you ladies?"
They both replied said, "Yes," as they pulled them out to show me.
"OK, Sarah after you start the music, I'd like you to video us from your static position. Mom, I'd like you to move back and forth when each of the girls are doing their separate portions of this dance. When I come in, video me and whomever I'm dancing with, all right?"
"Sure, honey. I've only done this once before, so bear with me, OK?"
"Everybody ready," declared Sarah.
"Remember girls, looking sad when dancing alone and happy when we dance together -- Sarah, please?"
They started, and they were gliding like ballerinas across the stage. It truly was an ethereal moment to watch them both dance... so beautifully. I almost missed my entrance... I was so taken by their style and loveliness. And those legs -- Wow!
Claire awoke when I touched her to dance; her smile was truly enormous as we danced together. K was equally magnificent doing point in rhythm, as the song moved from moment to moment.
We all seemed to have 'upped our game' for this dance. I heard both Sarah and Annie, crying as they were making this video for us. The girls and I, when we danced together, did very similar things as before. This time the ending would be a lot cleaner and smoother - and it was done.
Sarah paused the player so she could stop her video recording. Mom and her walked up to each other and hugged one another. Annie said, "Girls, that was the most splendid individual dancing I've ever seen from either of you before."
Sarah said, "That was superb, all three of you. Are you going to put this on YouTube, Charles? I guarantee it'll bring it down."
"I want to look at it first, Sarah, but yes, I did have YouTube in mind. To keep Charles, Claire and Kallie in people's minds, just before we go on Tour. We all love to dance, so why not share our love with the masses."
"And it will help sell posters, too," Kalista added.
"I need a break, I'll be right back," I said.
When I got back, Annie was back inside with her headset on. Sarah was playing songs for us, and the girls were talking to each other.
"How did that feel to you girls?" I asked.
"We need ballet slippers for that number, but I really liked doing that stuff again," said Claire. "Your mix of ballet with ballroom was really cool Charles. I know we can get better at that, with a little practice. It's been a while for us. Let's get some more Bublé music going, shall we?" she added.
"Next song, Sarah, what is it?" I asked.
"It's called 'Come Fly With Me,' Charles?"
"Oh goodie a Terrible Tango, who wants to go first, How about my flower girl, Kallie -- Let's do it, kiddo."
We went to work and had a routine ready in only five minutes or so; the girls are getting so good, that their learning curve is quite fast now. Claire and I did it, and we moved on and did an additional ten songs before our dinner break.
As we walked into the house, Mom spun around and said, "It's done - all the songs have a bpm rate assigned to it now, Charles. I also classified them with a dance name, although I can't be sure of the difference between a Samba and a Rumba. I've got the same problem with Tango and Foxtrot. If I wasn't sure, I left it blank so you could hear it."
"Thank you Mom, that was quick, you must've had a system, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I recognized a lot of this music, which helped. Sarah and I'll have dinner for you guys in about fifteen minutes, so kick your shoes off, and relax."
I sat down, with a girl on either side of me, cuddling, as I turned on the TV and was greeted by Roscoe Martin. It was our Chevy commercial, and it turned out pretty nice, for a locally made event. It was cool how they edited it, and it was over, being a crisp thirty-second commercial.
I turned it off, and turned to Kalista, and asked "Are you remembering to look at the dictionary and trying to learn ten new words a day, Kalista?"
She answered with a very succinct, "Yep."
"How are you doing it - like I suggested?" I asked.
"Yeah, putting a mark by a word lets me know I've done it. That way I can flip around from different letters, so it doesn't get boring. The other night I came across a really interesting word, 'in-cest,' which is intra-course between closely-related persons, but I don't really understand the term 'closely-related persons?'"
"Well, first the word is pronounced in-tur-course; if you were with someone you weren't related to, it wouldn't be called incest, but just sex. Incest means sex between a father and daughter, or a mother and her son, or between a brother and sister."
"What's wrong with that Charles? Why can't a brother and sister fall in love and have children, I mean... if they're truly in love, what's wrong with that?" Kalista questioned wide-eyed.
I sat down, and got Kalista to sit on my lap as I said, "There's an additional term, called 'inbreeding,' where a very small community, lets say ten couples, start having kids. Then those kids brothers and sisters get married and have kids, and so on. After a few generations, the children that are being born are possibly mentally retarded, or even physically deformed. There are a few colonies of people in the United States, where this has happened."
"So adults, a long time ago, changed the laws, so that deformities like I mentioned can't come close to happening, because it's not fair to the kids who're being born with physical problems, is it?"
"No, I guess not," Kallie replied, "but isn't it also true, that you can't control who you fall in love with, doesn't love just happen between two people, like you and Claire?" What a perfect logic that only comes from younger people.
Sarah leaned over the sofa, and offered, "This sounds like a very adult conversation you three are having... May I add something to it, please?"
"Certainly, Sarah -- speak your mind, please?" I said, hoping for a pearl of wisdom from her.
"You're absolutely right, Kalista... you can't always control who you fall in love with. That might be what happened to John. He was in love with June, and then he thought... he was in love with me. So much so, that we had all of those wonderful children, while he was pretending to be my husband."
"Dinner's ready, kids -- we got fried chicken and macaroni for you all. Go wash your hands and come to the table," she added.
The girls went to the downstairs bathroom to do this.
"Charles, I'm impressed with the way you lead that discussion. You didn't let it get tawdry and overtly sexual, but you did inform. You're a wonderful young man, and either of my girls would be mighty lucky to end up with a smart kid like you. Remember, if neither one of them suits you, there are romances that are called May-December Romances, when the man or woman is considerably younger then their partner, like in The Graduate."
I gave her a look, and said, "You're definitely a 'possible' third choice, Mrs. Robinson, but... I have to go pee."
After dinner I decided we'd go three hours straight through, without a break, and then it's off to bed.
We were really 'hitting on all cylinders' to use an old expression that I remember my father using. By the time we decided to stop, we had a total of almost seventy of Michael's songs put to a routine, plus the fact that 'For Good' was in a lot better shape.
It was time to show everybody our 'You're the One That I Want' routine. I told Claire, and she went up to change into her slinkiest dress. When I saw her about to come down the stairs, I announced.
"Ladies and... Ladies, Charles & Claire have a new dance to unveil, from Grease, the song is called, 'You're the One That I Want,' and it's our first Sexy Paso Doble. Will the lovely and sexy Claire McArthur please come down?"
To say that Claire looked stunning but boldly sexy would be the understatement of all understatements. The dress has a halter type top and because of this, she couldn't wear a brassiere -- so, with every step she took... she shook!
Kalista's mouth was open, which told me this was going to be very interesting. I walked Claire out to the dance floor, Kalista ran ahead to get the song ready for us, and Annie and Sarah were constantly looking at each other, wondering what was about to happen?
You could tell they wanted to say something, but thankfully they were holding their tongues. K nodded, telling me the music was ready, I nodded back; and it began.
We started out with a very traditional looking Paso, but when Claire started to shimmy, you heard a collective 'WOW' from our audience.
The second verse started, and this is where the most outrageous things were about to happen.
When the song got to the point the vocal says, 'meditate my direction, feel your way' Claire took it upon herself to run her hands all over her upper body, emulating the video of this song, to which Kalista whistled loudly.
We went back to a traditional hold and step, for the next part of the song, Claire shimmying every chance she could, as the end of the song was nearing, we got into the Traveling Spins and did them until the song faded out completely. Kalista was applauding feverishly, and the Moms started as well, albeit open-mouthed.
Kalista ran over to Claire, declaring, "That was the sexiest dance you guys have ever had, and I loved it. Claire's boobies never stopped jiggling."
In the past, this would've embarrassed Claire, but this time she proudly thrust her chest out, and gave her 'girls' a good shake.
Sarah, although shocked, gave her daughter a great big hug, whispering something to her I couldn't hear. Annie came up to me and said, "I know where your eyes were during this dance -- young man, and I don't blame you, not even for a second. Your dance partner has officially gotten 'HOT,' but I still want you to respect her, regardless of what she is, or in this case isn't wearing, OK, Loverboy?"
"Oh yeah, Mama."
Annie said, "I'd suggest you hold that number in reserve for when we're sure kids under fourteen aren't at the event."
"I agree that it's a mature number with a fabulously sexy girl dancing, but as soon as there is an appropriate event, we will dance this routine," I stated.
"Maybe, Claire could teach that number to me, so I could do it with Charles as well," said Sarah. "I could sell that number."
"The only problem with you doing that number, Sarah, would be that you might have a nuclear problem," Annie said.
Claire and I, along with Annie and Sarah laughed at this remark, but Kalista was standing around, and she said, "I don't get it?"
I explained, "Kalista, have you ever heard of something called a nuclear bomb?"
"Yeah, Charles -- they explained that in school, that it's a bomb that could kill a whole lot of people."
"And what exactly would cause those people to be killed?" I asked.
"Well, the teacher said that at first, the people who were within about two miles of the blast would be killed instantly."
"And what about people farther away then two miles, what happens to them, exactly?" I probed.
"The nuclear fallout would... Oooh, I get the joke, Sarah could 'fall out' of her dress; ha-ha-ha; during the number, because her boobies are so much bigger than Claire's, and moving around so much inside the dress," she giggled, smiled and blushed, all at once.
I took this a step farther, "Don't professional female dancers, along with models and actresses, when they wear something very revealing, use something or other that keeps the girls under control?"
Annie and Claire looked at me like I said a horrible curse word. Sarah just smiled.
"What?" I said.
"The girls, you're talking about your girlfriends bosoms, and you're calling them 'the girls?' Where did you even... learn such an expression?" mom asked, looking over at Sarah.
"Mom, I was watching some stupid reality cable show, and one of the contestants, used the term. I apologize to Claire, if that offends her. Does it, Claire?"
"Actually no, it doesn't Charles? This time last year all I had were a couple of bee stings, now I'm a B-cup and proud of it. Mom told me, I'm likely to end up larger than she is, at the rate they're growing."
"I can't get mine soon enough," said Kalista.
Annie started to snort like never before, and Sarah was laughing so hard, she practically fell over. Claire chuckled, in appreciation of Kalista's remark, and I'm certain that I blushed a few shades of pink myself.
To escape any further embarrassment, I said, "Let's all get to bed. Sarah, I could really use a back rub, please?"
"How about... out here on the sofa, Charles? I don't want to press our luck by doing it on your bed, with anyone getting the wrong idea?" she said, looking directly at Annie.
Though not spoken to her directly, Annie replied, "Sarah, I'm sorry about the things I've said to you regarding Charles? I trust both of you... completely; my jealousy got the better of me. Go ahead and do the massage on his bed if you'd like? Maybe you could show me what to do? That way, at least when Charles starts his therapy, he can express his Oedipus Complex, alongside his compulsion to lust after older women."
With that, Annie and Sarah started to laugh, as they hugged each other. We all went to our own rooms.
"Charles, do you have the oil?" Sarah asked.
"Yes, dear -- it's in my room, by my bed," I responded.
"I'll be in to rub your back in a minute," Sarah replied.
A couple of minutes later, there was a knock on my door. I said to come in, and it was Claire, who'd already changed... into one of the t-shirts I gave her. She was still shaking when she walked in.
"Hello Claire, why're you here? I'm expecting Sarah any minute to give me a back-rub."
"I know, I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed finally doing our sexy Paso tonight."
"You've become so much more beautiful than when I first met you Claire. I have a question for you?"
"Can we wait and not have sex, until we're married? Too many kids rush into their first time, and end up regretting their decision."
"Absolutely Charles, that'll make it that much more exciting, when we finally do make love to one another, for the first time."
Of course, that was exactly when Sarah walked in, knocking and saying, "I want the two of you to know something about love. There's lust, and it is a very powerful and strong emotion, that can break up friends forever. It can ruin relationships and break up marriages, unless you can control your desires. I know that dance tonight may have gotten you all worked up inside, but you two have something extraordinarily special going on and don't ruin it, for one night of passion. Thirty minutes of sex never helped anybody, except for those who've never really loved anyone before."
"You two are so young, and I want to tell you both that you're really special kids... excuse me, young adults, so please wait a little longer; wait for, at the very least, the point in Claire's cycle when she's least likely to get pregnant."
Attempting to calm her down, I said, "Sarah, chill... what you heard us talking about, was that we're going to wait until we're married, to have sex."
I saw Sarah heave a great big sigh.
I added, "I agree with everything you just said, and we love each other, more than enough to wait for each other. You're just as special to me as Claire is, so, we plan to come to you and Annie, to help us get through and learn the mechanics of love and sex."
Clare got up and said, "I'll leave, so my mother can rub her hands all over your back, until you 'pop.' Goodnight bad boy. You too Mom, Behave! Remember he's mine now, only mine." She left, but was giggling all the way out of my room, and made a point of leaving the door ajar.
Sarah started right up by saying, "Charles -- Do you want me to do this naked, or with clothes on?"
Now that's just not fair, her saying that, knowing what my immediate reaction would be. Should I call her on it -- or just leave it alone? I got an idea.
"Turn around for a minute Sarah? I'm gonna change into a swimsuit, so you can give my legs a good massage as well; is that OK with you?"
She was thinking about it, I saw the gears working. She must've talked herself into it, because I saw her turn around. I quickly got out of my sweats and boxers, and changed into a swimsuit and lay down on the bed.
"OK, Sarah -- I hope you didn't peek, or you may be the one in therapy and not me?"
She broke into a fit of laughter, and I joined her as she started with my feet. Although Mom usually does this for me, Sarah was actually working on my arches, and she made them feel better than they'd felt in quite some time.
She moved to my calves, which were much more sore than I realized, probably due to all the routines the girls and I've been getting ready. She found a spot, just behind my knee that popped, just like my back.
"Wow, Sarah -- That was something. That leg feels ten times better already. Do the other one?"
"I'm not through with this one yet. To really relax your upper leg, I need to actually start on your butt, OK?" she smiled.
"You're going to rub my buttock?"
"Not rub it, massage the gluteus maximus, or your larger butt muscle, then I'll work down your upper leg until I get to your knee, is that OK with you? You can say no, at any time."
"Oooohhhhhh, Sarah -- If you weren't so important to C-Cask, you could be a professional masseuse, and make a lot of money, Awww, humph; you have such a wonderful and tender touch, my dear."
"Done with that leg. Turn around and face the other way, so I can get to your other leg." I did, and she went through the same sequence of events, including the back of the knee popping.
"Change and get to bed, and we'll do your back tomorrow, Loverb... sorry Charles. I got used to calling you that, I'll stop -- just remind me. You and Claire have made a smart decision today, goodnight. I love you."
"Goodnight Sweetness," I said to her. She smiled as she left my room.
The next morning, my feet, calves and legs never felt better. I need to reward Sarah, but I was unsure what to do, so I went downstairs and saw the gang having breakfast.