When I awoke the next morning, Pavel and Aleksei had already left the tent and I was all alone. I got up and stuck my head outside the tent flap. Aleksei rushed over to me and said “Come with me!”
I don’t think anyone saw us run to the hillside where last night we had made love, but that was where he took me again for a morning quickie. Gosh, Aleksei was insatiable! Thank goodness he came fast or I would have been sore even though he was of modest size. This time I sat on his erection as he lay flat on the ground and he bounced me up and down on it. He was so fucking hot and so strong! It was like riding a horse with a cock on it. So fucking hot! We both came hard! We were done in no time and ran to the hot spring to wash and then back to camp.
By the time we got there, everyone was up and having coffee and seed bread. Pavel gave me a stern look as Aleksei and I came to fire to sit down. Yuri was talking about going into the Native area again to get supplies and I really wanted to go with them this time. Last time I was indisposed, read: recovering from being raped. Yuri had no problem with me coming along. Then Aleksei wanted to come too, to spend more time with me, I guess. That was when Pavel put his foot down and refused to let Aleksei go on the grounds that he didn’t want to break up his volcanology team. Aleksei looked sheepish, but backed down. He knew this wasn’t a fight he was going to win. Volchuk and Mr. Butterfly wanted to go again and this was also granted. I didn’t point out that letting Volchuk go was breaking up Pavel’s volcanology team too. We were all to set to leave right after breakfast. Kirill was going to spend the day with Pavel and Aleksei.
So, I headed back to the tent to get my stuff that I needed for the hike to the Native town and Pavel followed me. Once inside the tent, a seemingly pissed off Pavel said “What do you have to say for yourself!”
“What the fuck are you talking about Pavel?”
“I saw you run off with Aleksei last night and this morning. Just what do think this is? The story of Goldilocks and the Three Russian Bears?”
I just laughed. “You are too funny Pavel. I am a free American woman. I do as I please. I don’t give a damn what you think. By the way, you don’t own me or control me. And while you are at it, go fuck yourself!”
And with that, I left the tent. I saw our small contingent gathering nearby and I joined them. We set off right away for the Native town, leaving Pavel’s imagined three Russian bears, himself, Kirill, and Aleksei, by themselves.
We walked for a half hour or so chatting about this and that, when I asked Mr. Butterfly “So when are you going to fill us in on this new butterfly DP thing that Yuri showed you last night in the community tent?”
Suddenly it got very quiet. Then Yuri began to laugh and said “I’m going to let you handle this Mr. Butterfly.”
Mr. Butterfly turned completely red faced and said “Um, it has nothing to do with Lepidoptera, Sue. Whatever gave you that idea?” Then he shook his head and said “Never mind. DP stands for double penetration. That is what Yuri was showing us how to do last night in the community tent. Need I say more?”
“Oh. I see. Okay. TMI. Thanks for the explanation.” Then I gave him a little embarrassed grin and punched him in the arm. He smiled back and so did Volchuk. Yuri continued to laugh at my naiveté.
Meanwhile, the volcanology team had hiked to an open lava seam in the
So the equipment was broken out, a long probe that would be handled by Aleksei, a laptop that Pavel would use and a still thermal camera that Kirill would operate. The leads from the probe were hooked into a special receiver and then into the laptop so that the laptop could receive the heat readings already in chart form.
Kirill could feel the heat from the lava seam even as he approached it and getting too close was like being near a house on fire. In other words, it was too hot to get close. Yet Aleksei, who was accustomed to it, just walked right up to it and dunked the probe in after donning a gas mask. But Kirill felt fear as he got close, when the heat hit his face and any exposed skin, he felt like he would catch on fire. So he was hesitant.
Pavel began reading out temperatures immediately. “Okay. There is 658˚ C. Move the probe. There is 727˚ C. And there is 964˚ C. Well, this seam is doesn’t seem to be settling down anytime soon, does it Alesksei?”
“Pojaluysta snap some photos Kirill,” said Pavel. Then as Kirill positioned himself nearer to Aleksei to get a photo, Pavel moved very suddenly towards Aleksei and gave him a casual shove. Aleksei began to stumble towards the caldera’s lip and the searing heat, dropping the probe. Kirill had to tackle Aleksei to prevent him falling into the lava seam and they both fell to the ground, Kirill with Aleksei on top of him. Kirill rolled away from the seam instinctively and used Alesksei’s weight to help him, thus saving his life. They then scrambled away from Pavel and stood up.
All three of them walked back to a safe distance with Aleksei being held behind Kirill, as he now wanted to punch Pavel in the nose. The tension in the air was palpable. Kirill and Aleksei looked at Pavel in stunned silence. Had he planned to murder Aleksei?
“What did you mean by this Pavel?” asked Kirill in a stern voice?”
“Yeah, what the fuck!!!” blurted Aleksei.
Pavel looked down guiltily and did not answer. “I think we all ought to go back to camp and call it a day. Everyone is under a lot of pressure,” stated Kirill with authority.
Slowly, they packed up and returned to camp.