Go to performance

"Usually, such entertainment like tonight is paid," she said quietly as we walked along the passage from one building to another. The villa seemed huge, but you couldn’t fully appreciate its size through the windows in the dark. "But I will bring you both through the service door. Look at a bit, just for familiarization."

Entering a dark room, Charles immediately went down along the wall to the front row, and Angelica showed us a place in the corner behind the last armchairs. The performance was already underway. The room was dark. It turned out to be a small hall with short sofas. Like a VIP movie theater. Now there were three young women in masks on a small semicircular stage, two behind and one in the center. The central girl was in the costume of some antique woman, in a white, almost transparent fabric. You were amazed to see a naked body under fabric. A pleasant music playing in the background became almost inaudible. The girl starts to sing, as seemed, in Greek or Latin.

Everything looked very impressive, in antique style. A harp was heard in the music. The girl in the center spread her arms to the sides as if an ancient priestess in front of the temple, froze for a moment and sat cross-legged on pillows.

Two more girls crouched further than the scene lights focused. They were in partial shade and in gray robes. Before them stood wicker baskets of fruit, with grapes, apples, and melon. At one of the girls stood a tall narrow neck jug in front of her feet, perhaps amphora. While the girl in the center continued to sing, she seemed to accidentally until no one sees put a grape in her mouth. But it was done so elegantly that it became clear that she knew that her little prank was noticeable.

The girl in the center stopped singing, new melodious music began sounded. Those that were behind rose to their feet and came closer. In the hands of the right girl was a wreath and she laid it on the head of the main one in the center of the stage. Then they began to slowly straighten the fabric of the white toga of the main girl, spread the layers of the fabric to the sides, opening her breasts. Then they gradually pulled the fabric from her shoulders, throwing it behind her back and on knees, exposing her breast and stomach.

You tried not to look at Anna, but you felt how she standstill in silent and caught her breath. You looked at the armchairs and short sofas in front, it was wondering how others react to this. You seemed to blush, your ears for sure.

Meanwhile, the girl on the left poured some oil from a jug in the palm of her hand and put it on the main girl’s shoulders and sternum. The second helped her. Wiping her body with oil, they were a little further than the first one, who now attracted all looks. In the focus of warm light, the oil shone.

Every of back girls with one hand holding on to the shoulder or elbow of the first girl and the other slowly rubbed oil on the girl’s chest. Breasts, nipples, belly, and navel glistened in the light of yellow side lighting. Finally, the girls' hands began to stroke her belly and sides, their hands slipped easier on the skin, gently passing under the medium-sized chest, taking nipples between the fingers, sliding them fingers down from the abdomen to her pubis.

When a tall, muscular, curly-haired blond in Greek toga appeared on the stage, slowly pacing from the depths of the stage, 1girl touched your arm, distracting you from the erotic show. Mrs. Angelica stood next to her and invitingly waved, indicating that it was time to leave.

The continuation should have been very interesting, you thought, leaving the dark hall in the same way you come. You remembered the expression on Anna's face. Similar to relief, but regretting at the same time. You wondered what was written on your face. You hoped you no longer reddened like a schoolboy.

"It was a ritual of the Cult of Aphrodite. How do you like it?" she asked you both and didn't give time to answer: "Spectacular, isn't it?"

You and the Anna only nodded.

"Oh, look at yourself!" she said mocking. "Well," she said more calmly. "No one forces to engage in obscene acts, especially considering it is almost a theater and very beautiful. Moreover, you saw that the girls are masked. There is very much appreciated incognito. Many of our teachers like to spend time here when they have a chance to visit a show."

We walked down the corridor after Mrs. Angelica, each thinking of his own.

"Well, are you ready to go to the camp?" she asked, returning to the hall of her house.

"Yes, of course," you answered

"Sure," Anna agreed with you.

"You don’t have time, actually. Check-in was yesterday, but our secretary does magical things with documents, so I’m sure there will be no problems." Accompanying you to the entrance, she continued: "Trainings are held on a college-based sports and recreation campus 15 km from the city. Go there by taxi tomorrow at 8 am. You will find out the address ask the secretary. A lot of things are not necessary. This is for two weeks. You will be accommodated rooms for boys and girls, campus staff will give a sports uniform, and meals organized."

"See you later, darlings, it was nice to meet you," she smiled sweetly, saying goodbye to us in front of the car. "The driver will take you to college.

"We were also very pleased," you said

"Thank you for your concern," Anna said.

"Thank you very much!" you said too.

"And I hope it’s not worth mentioning that not everything needs to be told for other students, it is in your interests! There must always be a mystery, it keeps life interesting."

"Thanks for the advice!"

"And don't forget to download the app!" Mrs. Angelica said when you closed the car door.

You both were silent on the back way to the college campus, but before you return into rooms you stood for a while, not knowing how to start the conversation.

"Won't you tell anyone?" Anna asked you.

"Nope"

"I too"

"Did you like it?"

"Well, rather, yes, though it seemed to me that we had been taken away in the most interesting moment!"

"That's for sure!"

You smiled together.