She gets down on her knees, then leans forward, on her hands first, then her elbows. She wiggles her hips, then puts her hands behind her back, holding herself up off the ground solely from the angle of her hips and thighs. Triumphantly, she straightens up, lifting her torso vertical. “That’s all you have to do.”
As one, Alexei and I roll our eyes and kneel beside her.
“Easy,” I say.
“Not for you, maybe,” he replies. “But yes, for me, easy.”
Which makes it extra funny when he immediately tips forward and smashes his face into the carpet right alongside me.
“What the fuck,” I mutter as I scramble to my knees.
Inessa giggles.
“Shit, sorry.”
We try again, and Alexei manages to hold himself up for a split second before flattening like a pancake again.
“Do it again,” I snap at Emery.
“She’s pregnant,” Alexei warns me, as if I’m not aware.
“I’m fine.” She drops to her knees and demonstrates the move again. “There are two others we can do.”
“We’re doing this one.” Alexei and I say at the same time.
She gives me my phone back and I watch a video. Then I send it to Frankie.
Logan
Help! How do I do this as a man?
Frankie
Are you being hazed?
Logan
yes, by my sister
Frankie
Oh no
Frankie
Does she need help?
Logan
You’re my wife, help ME
Frankie
Put the top of your foot flat on the floor
I try it.
Logan
