Loosening Up Bk. 09 Ch. 06-10

There were more enthusiastic greetings this time. On a scale of one to ten, things had moved from a two to a four. Alice probed, "OK, who did what?"

Frank raised his hand, "I read two books on flirting. One entitled How to Flirt with Women, and the other 'How to Be a Witty Conversationalist with the Girl of Your

Dreams'. I tried the approach on two girls in some of my electives classes, and they each seemed to like talking to me. I was really surprised.

Eliot volunteered, "Frank and I swapped the books back and forth. I just tried some of the opening lines on one girl. They weren't pick-up lines, but just how to start a conversation. She made it seem too easy. I was just friendly and listened to her, playing back to her some of what she said to show I'd listened. She told me she looked forward to seeing me next week when class met. I've never had a girl tell me she wanted to see me again."

Patty said, "I ... Do I really have to say what I did out loud?"

Dori said, "Nope. If you're too embarrassed, we understand. Eventually, you should try to be entirely open about anything you've done, especially something racy or risqué."

Patty took a deep breath and squeezed her eyes shut for a second. "I showed off my privates to my Biochem 401 teacher. He's kind of hot, so that made what I did a little easier, but I did it -- several times in one class, in fact. The class is held in one of our theater class rooms where each row of seats is about a foot higher than the row in front. I sat so my crotch was at eye level for the instructor. Every time I leaned over to get something from my purse, my legs just happened to spread apart. I don't think he took his eyes off me the whole class. If I wasn't already getting an 'A' in the class, which I am, I sure am now." She actually giggled; a point Alice took as a positive sign.

Alice told her, "Patty, use some of the more earthy expressions for your privates. It's a pussy or cunt, and there are other terms that your lovers might like to hear. Use the street terms for having sex, men's genitals, and so on. Become more urban.

"You also need to learn to flirt, and I mean to use all of your feminine wiles, which you've clearly ignored. You can practice on Frank and Eliot. They're your new 'loosening up partners'. The two men looked somewhat disturbed by that suggestion.

"You need to figure out how to get noticed, how to get admiring looks, how to use body language, how to handle rejection, how to know when you've met the right man, what to do when asked for a date, how to use coy looks, touching, and so much more."

Alice reached into her large tote bag. "Here is a book I used about fifteen years ago. I think every point is still valid, even more so. The title is How to Flirt with Men and Get What You Want. This sounds like the opposite gender book to what Eliot and Frank read over the weekend.

Austin spoke up, "Hey, I need to read that, too. Share?"

Patty nodded.

Alice turned to Austin, "Did you do anything daring over the week? You were supposed to be loosening up, too."

Austin colored at being suddenly noticed in the group. Everyone looked to her. She said, "I did what Patty did in my Advanced Economics class, only I wasn't in a tiered classroom. I think the teacher also saw my tits because I wore a really low scoop neck top and he walked behind my row a few times, even looking over my shoulder."

Alice turned to Wyatt, "And you?"

Wyatt chuckled, "I did the four hours of porn. Of course, that was every day."

Everyone laughed.

Wyatt added, "I finally identified a couple of stores that I think carry clothes that might look sexy on a guy. Frank and I are going there tomorrow."

Quick as a flash, Eliot spoke, "Hey, take me, too. The sexiest thing I've ever worn were military fatigues and a bulletproof vest with a matching assault rifle. That was for four years. Ughh. I need to break out."

Wyatt said he'd take all three men and anybody else that wanted to upgrade their image.

Dori asked, "How's the nude studying going?"

Patty instantly blushed, and so did Eliot. Dori looked between the two of them and made a gesture with one hand for one of them to spill the beans. Eliot pointed at Patty.

Patty mumbled, "I'm not a virgin any longer ... and please don't make a big deal about it. We were alone in the Library and got carried away. Besides, I really like Eliot ... and Frank, and everyone that's trying to help us be better people."

Dori just nodded.

As Dave walked from his house to where he had bar duty that evening, he noted that the large classroom had a college class ongoing in the room. He listened outside the open door as Ross Buchman, a Circle member and also the university's religion and spirituality department's head, challenged the class.

Ross was walking around the class from student to student. "In western civilization, we place great emphasis on a man named Jesus. Was there really such a person?"

The student he'd posed the question to sputtered. "Everybody thinks so."

Ross turned to the class, "For homework, look up the Jesus Myth on the Internet. A couple of key websites to check are noted in the syllabus." He turned to another student, "Was Jesus, if he was real, the only Master in our history?"

This student said, "Errr, I think maybe Buddha was a Master."

"Good thinking. Who else?" The next student quaked in her seat. She responded, "Lao Tzu? Muhammed? Moses?"

"Ah, some clear thinking, thank you. Yes, perhaps there were many others. Some may be alive and with us today. Any suggestions as to whom they might be?" Ross turned to the class.

One student suggested a bunch, "Eckart Tolle? Ram Dass? Dalai Lama? Deepak Chopra? Wayne Dyer?"

Ross nodded, "Good choices. Mr. Dyer passed a year or two ago, by the way. For homework, I suggest you develop a list. Just so you know, my own list contains about sixty-five individuals."

Dave wandered away from the class to the bar, thinking about what it meant to be an Enlightened Master. He also really liked that the Circle was now hosting a couple of college classes. On other days he knew that Marie Thereaux had held her twice a week anthropology class in the same room Ross had been using.

There was another surprise for Dave and others in the Circle when Dave reached the patio. Five Circle members had apparently formed a small jazz combo and had just started to play some lounge music. They were good.

The jazz combo consisted of Alan Lauer on keyboard, Lars Nilsson on percussion/drums, Jaxon Brown on sax, Ben Forrester on clarinet, and Neo Reeves -- one of the new student pledges -- on rock guitar. They'd chosen a long rendition of Take Five, a classic jazz piece that allowed each of them to give a solo performance. They got a large round of applause from everyone standing around.

Dave got bottles of water for each of the players and took them to the band, setting them out on a nearby table as they played.

Dave was even more surprised when Zoey Foster joined the group on the next number as they did a jazzy rendition of The Girl for Ipanema. Zoey had a great voice perfectly attuned to doing the classic hit song as a samba. She alternated in and out of the group over the next hour with other songs as the group on the patio grew larger and larger. They were getting a lot of applause and encouragement at the end of every song.

The group stopped playing when Bobbie came out of the kitchen and rang her chimes announcing that dinner was about to be served. People quickly took their seats including the jazz combo members who all got hugs and kisses appropriately.

Zoey was at Dave's table with Lars. He asked, "When did the jazz group come about?"

Lars spoke, "Oh, a few of us were talking about what music we liked one evening. I think it was Alan that asked if anybody played any instrument. He volunteered that he played the piano and keyboard. Well, one thing led to another. We started practicing together and the group grew by word of mouth."

Zoey teased, "I was singing to one of the dance songs one evening while dancing with Alan. The next thing I knew, I was recruited to be the plaything for five horny musicians."

Dave praised her, "But you have a fabulous voice. You guys should talk to Kyle Hanks about getting an agent and doing some serious recordings. I for one would pay money to sit through an evening of your music, and Zoey you make it so easy on the eyes for anybody to watch you sing. You're beautiful."

Zoey held her hands to her heart. "Oh, buttering me up with compliments is a sure way to get me into your bed." She giggled and then whispered, "Consider that an invitation." Of course, Zoey had earlier been singing wearing only a monokini and moving around 'stage' in a sexy way as she sang.

Dave winked at her in acknowledgement.

Lars asked, "When will Kyle and Ashley be here?"

Dave shrugged, "I think she's wrapping up the recording of a new album at one of the studios in Nashville. They might appear this weekend for a long stay with baby Kendall in tow. I volunteered to fly up there and pick them up. If I do, maybe one of you guys in the band could come with me. Do you have a demo disk?"

They shook their heads. Lars said, "But we could by Friday. We're rehearsing again on Thursday evening for ninety minutes. We could just record some of it on somebody's phone."

"That'd be a good start. Why don't you also plan to play for the group on Saturday night. They should be here and enjoy some easy listening they don't have to deliver themselves."

Dave asked, "Do you have a name for your group?"

Zoey and Lars both shrugged.

Dave said, "How about just the one-word Circle." The others nodded. He asked, "By the way, where do you rehearse?"

Lars smiled, "My living room."

"I have a whole recording studio about two hundred feet from where we sit that you could use."

"Really?"

"I built the studio as a present for Ashley, with board approval, of course. I'm sure she won't mind you guys using it as a place to rehearse and leave some of your stuff. So far, she's only done some rehearsing in there, but there'll come a day when all the electronics will get used. I invite you to make full use of the facility."

Saturday morning Dave woke early, ready to run the omelet station for the Circle as he usually did. Beside him in his large bed were Patty and Hillary, the two newest pledges to the Circle. Both college women were visibly leaking his semen from their pussy when he looked back at their nude bodies and slightly splayed legs.

He hadn't planned to be with either Patty or Hillary, but shortly after the first round the night before they both came to him and asked for a 'date' -- a euphemism for making love that evening. He'd accepted but asked them each to make sure they wanted what they were asking for -- The Experience.

Dave started slowly with the two of them, teaching them how to dance in a threesome with him. Between dances he also led them in revealing discussions about themselves. He participated, as well. They shared some dreams, fantasies, and worries with each other. Dave also talked about some aspects of the Circle that truly distinguished it from something like a swinger's club.

The two girls listened with rapt attention and participated with great delight. Both asked questions, and even speculated about how they felt at various points in time as they learned more and more about the Circle.

Patty said, "I confess it was the sex that closed the deal for me. I knew this was part of my life that had been stifled for all sorts of reasons -- my parents rearing, my church, school, and society in general. I'd had an epiphany about a year earlier that sex was the big omission from my life. It wasn't just doing it, although that counts for a lot. I didn't see how fundamental it was to mankind, and I don't just mean our reproduction."

All the while Patty talked; Hillary was nodding. Occasionally, she'd interject, "Me, too" or "That's exactly what I'd been thinking."

Dave shared how he and Alice had been prior to Alice catching Dori fucking in her business' parking lot one morning. He talked about how their eyes had been slammed open by their friend, and then the challenges that helped them advance to where they were today.

He cautioned them about how their parents would be disappointed, incensed, and angered with what they were doing in the Circle. He explained how the journey they were on was not for the faint of heart. He tried not to sugar coat the benefits and minimize the problems they would face.

Around them in the core living room the lights had deeply dimmed and while the sexy music had continued, most couples had shifted to the various sofas, chairs, chaises, and even the floor here and there. They were making love -- having sex in full view of their Circle compatriots and the other pledges who were adopting the Circle way of life. Many were already with their second partner for the evening.

Dave had Patty and Hillary stop near the edge of the action and look into the room. He said, "I want you focus on one couple or threesome at a time, and imagine that you are the woman in the mix. You are the one on display for all to watch; you are the one engaged in public sex; you are the one that may need to explain your actions to someone else. What will you say about what you did? Imagine yourself two years from now fully involved in all of this; is this what you want?"

The three started to sway and turn as Dave led them further into another slow and romantic dance number. He watched them look from couple to couple, the way an outsider looks at insiders. He knew the draw, but he wanted them to see the raw side of things.

Not much later, he led the nearly naked women to a sofa that had been opened into a wide day bed. Much of the core furniture had been bought with lovemaking in mind. The two snuggled and kissed with increasing ardor. Patty and Hillary shared kisses with each other, and smiles of joy at finding a like-minded friend.

Gradually, the trio became increasingly sexual with each other. They were a slow-moving threesome in the midst of other lovemakers who had moved far beyond them, even orgasmed, and, in some cases, changed partners for a third round.

As Hillary and Patty kissed and fondled each other, he went down on both women, moving between them with his mouth, but attending to both their pussies with his hands. After sensing her readiness, Dave shifted his attention to Hillary. Patty held her and caressed her breasts with hands and kisses.

Dave's mouth and fingers became more invasive. Soon, his hand was inside her and more powerful orgasms erupted from deep within. She responded especially when his fingers touched her A-spot. After more touches, strokes to that area, she slowly started to crest, with her body forming a near perfect arch on the sofa as she pushed into his hand and gave herself to him.

Hillary moaned at the start of the mammoth orgasm, but then collapsed to the soft cushions and became quiet. Patty and Dave cleaned his hand, a first for Patty, but she relished the opportunity. She knew she'd be next.

Hillary recovered in a classic way. She loved Dave. She loved Patty. She loved the friends in the Circle. She was the most loving and grateful person on the planet. She pulled Dave to her and they made love as Patty initially watched, and then participated by getting oral attention from Hillary and Dave.

Shortly after cumming in Hillary, Patty was the recipient of The Experience. She then became the most loved and loving person. Dave and Hillary made love to her, and coaxed her through some of the bisexual interactions that let her share in a threesome.

After some time, they looked around and saw that they were almost the only ones left in the room. Dave led them through the hallways of the core and into his house. In his bedroom there was room on one of the beds for the threesome. Others in the room were also making love -- one of Dave's wives and her lover of the moment.

The trio watched them as they made love again, and then they slept.

THUD!

Dave's body made a sickening sound as it slammed into the exercise mat in the new Martial Arts Room in the core. Before any other person in the room could blink, he was on his feet and Sean and Alan, the two who had conducted the mock attack on him, were flat on their backs, one with Dave's foot planted on the back on Sean's neck and the outstretched arm of the other in his grip ready to painfully dislocate his opponent's shoulder.

Wan Suh stood to the side watching the interactions of the three men. He eventually raised his hand and the conflict instantly ended. Dave helped both men to their feet and they bowed to each other, and then to Wan Suh -- their instructor.

Wan called attention to some of the specific moves each man had made, pointing out how it provided an advantage or disadvantage as the scuffle initially started and then as Dave made a near instantaneous recovery and used the supposed advantage the men had on him against them. As he talked the men reproduced some of the moves in slow motion for the other students.

Wan Suh walked to the side of the room and came back with a black pistol. The class looked surprised at the introduction of firearms. Wan explained, "This is not real gun. Only plastic replica. We start to worry about facing opponents with such a weapon in our classes for next few weeks."

Wan turned to class and gestured for Bridget to come and take the weapon away from him. Bridget looked ill-equipped to deal with the situation. He pointed the pretend gun at her, waving it around in a threatening way. Bridget then lunged, but the gun made a sharp retort of sound before she reached the weapon.

Wan explained as he gestured Bridget back into the ranks of the class, "First lesson. You do not charge a person with a loaded weapon. You look for ways to retreat, leave the encounter, or at least hide from flying bullets. Without those options, invite person to come closer as you prepare an assault from side. If your assailant is right-handed, you will want to attack from his right, hoping to dislodge weapon from bad person's hand. If person is left-handed and holding gun in that hand, the opposite is true. You do that, otherwise you are pushing gun into hand of person and also into the finger they have on the trigger."

"Alice-san, you come deal with weapon." Alice stood about ten feet in front of Wan and let him advance on her. When he was within her range, she backed up a half-step and then her left leg swung in a high-speed arc connecting with Wan's hand and the gun. The gun went flying across the room. The two bowed to each other.

The class continued with one or two people being involved throughout the rest of the session. Everybody got a try at making the gun fly, and most did well. Wan Suh was a good instructor and took advantage of every attempt to draw a learning point.

At the end of the class, Wan Suh had all the students stand at ease, and called forward David Prentiss, Alice Prentiss, and Peter Potter. The three students moved in front of the group and bowed to Wan Suh. Wan turned to his brief case and withdrew two plastic bags with yellow sashes in them and one with a green sash in it.

Wan Suh stood in front of each student, "David-san, you make great progress. In the Wan Suh School of Martial Arts, I award you green belt. You good. Keep up work." He moved to Alice and then Peter, giving each of them a yellow belt and praise.

Wan said, "Belts indicative of level of expertise. We not following karate or any other more formal school. I combine many martial arts to teach you. You all making progress, and these three moving faster than most. Thank you." He bowed to the class, and that ended the ninety-minute weekly lesson.