Chapter 6

That was looking like the 'understatement' of the year, no, of all time. What we ended up doing or trying to do would not blot out a rock in the desert.

"You must think 'out of the square'." This from Nicole as she rubbed my back. We were in bed and it was getting hard for me to concentrate.

"You mean Box." Then she hit me.

"In my country thinking is simple, you have not much else to do!" Sasha piped up.

Maybe there was something to be learned. "Ouch!" Nicole hit a nerve in my back.

"You have too many clothes on" said Sasha, "here let me help."

How boxer shorts could be considered 'too much' clothes I'll never know. Frankly I did not care. Whatever they said I took as an order to be obeyed.

Then it hit me. No it was not the four hands turning me over, no longer rubbing my back, but something else; it was an idea. Then, upon further reflection maybe I should wait a bit think about it more, ideas should be mulled over before acting on them, right? What they were doing now felt great. They must have been getting warm too or intended to rub me with oil because there was a pile of clothes on the floor that had not been there earlier.

I got an idea what was meant by the phrase, 'a full body massage. You heard of three in a tub, a bed is even 'bedder', better I meant. I suddenly got another idea, inspired by some recent bedroom antics that might cause the Kama Sutra to be re-written for three. We ended up 'sleeping' on it, the bed actually, at least most of the time; the term 'Bodyguards' getting a whole new meaning that night.