Chapter 21 – More New Friends. A Homecoming
Saturday afternoon, Derek and Abby came onto the patio from between the Prentiss home and Jack, Grace, and Rachel's home. Derek looked decked out for a Hawaiian luau, and Abby was dripping sexuality in a two-piece bathing suit along with a long flowing gossamer sarong that showed off her great legs. She quickly decided to go barefoot, the same way many of the other women in the Circle did.
Dave greeted them. Got them drinks, and then helped them meet a few of the others who had congregated at the bar where Dave was tending for the cocktail hour.
Abby gave Dave a very affectionate greeting that included a kiss that neither of them wanted to end. Dave checked with Derek as they broke apart, but he was smiling and almost laughing. He said, "I told you she was affectionate."
During a lull in things, Dave handed Derek a sealed envelope. "Derek, read this and then tell me what you think. Not in public." Derek went off towards his car as though he forgot something, and then returned about five minutes later. He rejoined the group at the bar. Dave shifted so he could talk to them at one end of the counter. Emily had joined them; she'd already read Dale's PI report.
Derek said, "Very interesting reading. Definitely stress producing. Our man has created an image for himself that he's got to live up to, plus it's a forty-five year old guy infatuated with a twenty-five year old female - Amanda, and vice versa, apparently. He's lied to her, and now doesn't know what to do to hold it together."
Dave ventured, "The actions towards his wife?" He shrugged to amplify the question.
"I'm not a psychologist, but I'd bet he would like that divorce, only he knows asking for one would devastate her, so he's taken to browbeating her, maybe inadvertently. Of course, he's been lying to her, too. He's sitting in the middle of a huge web of lies, almost knowing that it's going to come crashing down around him. He could hope that Joan would leave him or die, not much else to resolve his problems."
"Do we help him, help the web crash down, or stick to helping Joan and let the rest fall where it does?"
Derek scratched his head.
Emily said, "I'd worry that if we focus only on Joan, that she'll be damaged in some way. I think this group should move in some way to contain the explosion when it happens."
Abby had been listening and picked up enough to understand what was going on. She said, "Helping him prolongs the inevitable and also feels to me like we'd be ganging up against Joan and Amanda."
Dave speculated, "That would suggest that we bring Amanda under the tent. Maybe she'd help if she finds out what an asshole her boyfriend is."
Emily said, "I'm thinking we should wait until Joan gets back here from rehab and talk to her. Could we communicate this to her someway, so she's not blindsided by bad news when she gets back? I bet her therapists would help her handle this news without it driving her some bad direction again."
Dave picked up the envelope from in front of Derek. He said, "If I give this to Owen, he can make sure it'll get in the right hands to work Joan through the news. Those people are professionals; they'll know how to handle it or even whether to handle it."
The others nodded. At least they had the start on a plan. The only other things mentioned in that regard were to start thinking of how to handle the overall situation so that Joan and probably Amanda were supported.
After the cocktail hour, the Circle and guests enjoyed a large braised biscuit of beef that had been on the grill all afternoon getting constant attention with basting and skill in cooking to perfection. Side dishes rolled out of the kitchen to each of the tables, and the din of conversation filled the patio. In the distance, there was another thunderstorm rumbling about ten or twenty miles away.
After dinner, Ty put on some dance music. Various couples got up to dance, and in one or two cases two women, or one of the men with two women. The imbalance of sexes in the Circle didn't seem to bother anybody, and was something to which everyone easily adapted.
One of the things that the dancing usually seemed to lead to was a great deal of kissing. Night had fallen, around the edge of the patio some gas driven tiki torches provided some ambience and minimal light, and the music had been selected to encourage close dancing between partners.
Alice asked Derek to dance with her. The older man looked to Dave for permission, but Dave smiled and nodded at him. Whatever happened between the pair was up to them.
Dave asked Abby to dance, and they blended into one part of the patio with their bodies rubbing together in a seductive dance.
Abby said, "Did you give Alice permission to do anything with Derek?"
Dave laughed out loud at the question. It was an icebreaker between the couple as it turned out. "Abby, I do not own or control Alice, or Derek for that matter. Yes, she's my wife, and all the more reason to give her complete freedom to do anything she wants. If she wants to love Derek, so much power to her. I would hope she has a great experience with the man, and I like Derek a great deal and hope he would feel the same."
"So, you trust her?"
Dave smirked, "There's a hidden question there. You heard the philosophy of the Circle. You know that we share ourselves with each other. The idea of trust is for her to honor some set of values that we've agreed to, and on that basis I do trust her completely because we both strongly agree to those."
Abby probed, "So, they're not traditional wedding vows?"
"Maybe or maybe not. We renegotiated our marriage about three or four years ago. We didn't like the road we were on, so we changed it. Look around you. We love and are loved by all these people. Before that, I had what I thought was love with Alice, only it wasn't. It was adherence to some standards that our parents set in place for us. We were highly constricted in regards to a number of things, including sex. I was also to be a dominant in our relationship, but I didn't feel comfortable in that controlling role. I wanted an equal, not a sub. Thus, various things started to change. There were other drivers that helped us along, but this is all the result, not only for Alice and me, but for the rest of my family and all our friends and lovers."