AKA Sunday! Part II One of the guys from the party last night brought a four man outrigger canoe he owns to the beach to give rides to people. He went out with Luke, Dick and Jack to decide if he could let them take others out. Now the whole team was busy, some taking people out on the canoe and the rest manning the hula dancing and the keg. Once the domain of 'canoe-cultures' of the Pacific and Indian Oceans, outrigger's appeal as a hard core, multi-faceted paddle sport is growing universally; spreading ever further from its origins to some of the most unlikely corners of earth. From obscurity to familiarity it is rising in prominence, manifesting with it its own unique global outrigger canoeing community. I've never been on an outrigger before but I did one and two man kayaking in the surf of NoCal. I don't really understand the advantage of outriggers and a kayak makes sense to me as it's more comfortable in rough water. An outrigger is fun though. Matt explained to his girlfriend (of one night), "An outrigger canoe, defined by having a rig known as an outrigger that acts as a counterbalance, is rigged from the side of the canoe out to a flotation device (ama). A number of spars (iako), usually 2 but up to as many as 10 depending on the canoe's origin and purpose, are lashed across the canoe and to both canoe gunwales, extending outwards for a given distance and truncating with the attachment of the flotation device. After Betty, Veronica and I paddled in the canoe we gave hula dancing lessons. Tom wasn't there so I taught the guys how to do the male hula. First we had to discuss whether or not I should take off my top to do the male hula. Common sense finally prevailed. We set up the CD player and had plenty of CDs of Hawaiian music but why not have people know at least one hula? We chose to dance the Hukilau for the women and Veronica and Betty went off with the women to teach them that hula. Meanwhile I taught the men to do the male hula. I started by telling the men that the male hula is for war dances but can be done with women even though the Hawaiians and other Polynesians did not dance together. "It comes from training for battle." I held out an imaginary spear to one man, saying, "Show us how you would take this spear by the shaft." He held his palm along the imaginary spear and curled his fingers around it. I told him to hold the spear over his head so the others can see then told them to hold their own imaginary spear. "You see you are holding air as if a spear were there. If I gave you a club for your other hand wouldn't you hold it the same?" They all agreed. "Now draw your fingers in tightly and you'll see you've made a fist. do that with both hands and lower your hands so your arms are extended straight from your shoulder with your fists in front of your face as was common with boxers a century ago. This is the way the male dance starts. Now drop the club and get the spear ready to throw. Go ahead and throw it but be careful it doesn't hit anyone. Do You notice you bend your knees and lift your heel as you prepare the throw the spear then rise up on your toes? Try hitting with the club for a full swing as if driving the waxer into the ground. You get into the same position, don't you?" They all agreed, and I went on. "OK! I'm your drill sergeant, Sergeant AKA and I'm going to drill you to prepare for battle. Get in the 'boxing' position above the waist and bend at the knees as you rise up on your toes so your heels are off the ground and your butt is directly over your heels. You got that soldier?" "Yes Ma'am," they shouted raggedly. I got in the position too and it is tough even if you swim and surf all the time. You use muscles you've never used before. I told them to dance in any position to the music they wanted as long as they stay on their toes and keep their fists balled up. I danced over to one of them and told him to hold his arms out to the side and I danced in with my arms 'punching' along the side of his waist then stepped back to tell them, "You see you can dance with a girl hulaing from this position." One guy responded, "But not for long," and the group including me broke up and fell out of our positions. "Look," I said, "It will take awhile before you can do this so let's just exercise while the girls are hulaing and build up some endurance. I'd say if we can get to a minute that will be enough but we'll try three minutes to get through a song." We danced to the music while the girls were learning the Hukilau. Many of the guys were able to get to about three minutes and that was amazing. I could hear that Betty and Veronica were doing a good but simple job with the girls learning the hula. We had talked about this earlier and although I am the better hula dancer they were certain only I could handle the guys. They were doing well. We had simplified it to three steps and the minimum hand movements to learn. But first they had to learn the `Ami or rotation of the hips. This isn't too difficult to do for most adult women but some are slower than others. Then they learned three steps and Betty explained as Veronica demonstrated. "The `Ai `ami is simple. Move right foot to one side then bring left foot next to it then reverse to return where you started all the while your hips revolve throughout the dance. This step keeps you in one place as you hand sign the story. We will call it the simple step. "Notice Veronica moves her weight by swaying her hips, shifting her weight to the left side and lifting her right foot and stepping to the side." "Next is the Kâholo: the ha`a vamp step that's more common in modern than in ancient dances. It consists of 4 counts: one foot is extended in a straight line to the side the other foot is brought along side first foot is again extended in a straight line to the side the other foot is again brought along side the first foot It allows you to move side to side. We will call it the traveling step." "Finally is the Hela: one foot is placed at about a 45 degree angle to the front/side with the weight on the opposite hip and the knees bent. The step is repeated with the other foot. It allows you to move in a circle. We will call it the circle step. Remember to use your hands and move your hips as you move in the circle." Veronica and Betty switched positions so Betty was demonstrating and Veronica was explaining the hand movements. "You have probably heard by now that the hula dancer's hands tell the story, . . . not the hips." She paused for the laugh and went on. "The swaying hips and the steps are to get the dancer to move around and add interest to the performance. Otherwise the Hula would be just sign language for the deaf. "There are many graceful ways to give the meaning of the words while dancing but many of the hand movements are simple and recognizable. Putting your hands on your heart in a beating movement then swinging it to point at a man surely signifies you love him. Waving good bye, shaking your finger at him and many others carry the meaning clearly. Some of them are vague though. Putting your hands in front of your chest then sweeping them out with open palms to return is like embracing the audience and it can mean 'you,' 'all,' or even 'the world.' "Set your hips asway, do the simple step with your feet and spread your hands out to the side and you are doing the hula. From this position you can move your hands to indicate something in the song, usually the most important nouns and sometimes verbs, such as love. We have the music and words playing an old favorite, The Hukilau [hoo kee lau']. Hukilau means 'fishing' but it is different than with a rod and reel. You all can do fishing with a rod and reel and everyone will understand it. It just looks out of place in a hula. "The Hukilau is an old Hawaiian way of fishing, involving casting a long net from the shore, then enlisting a large group to help to pull the net to shore. The net is lined with ki or ti leaves which help scare fish toward the middle of the net. Huki means pull and lau means leaves, specifically, ki or ti leaves. This is all interesting but you don't have to demonstrate that to the audience, just cast out the net then pull it back in hand over hand. "In the first line you only have to do the simple step although you could do the traveling step to indicate, well, travel! But fishing is really all you have to do. "Laulau is a dish of meat and vegetables wrapped in edible plant (taro leaves or spinich) then wrapped in inedible plant (ti leaves or corn husks), steamed and eaten with fingers "Kaukau [kah-oo-kah-oo] means the time to eat or feast, a Celebration "A luau is also a celebration so I suppose as the Luau includes singing, dancing and other activities as well as eating, luau has the broader, more inclusive meaning. "This can be indicated by first wrapping something small in your hand to indicate making Laulau, then eating it by taking the hand to your mouth to represent Kaukau and finally doing the inclusion motion to include all the Luau. "Now we will put it all together when the song restarts in a minute. Betty and I'll demonstrate, I'll yell the word and you do your best to get it together. If you get home and forget what the sign is the lyrics will remind you. Oh, "`Ama`ama is Mullet so you put your hands together and wriggle them to look like a swimming fish." I stopped the men so we could watch and the girls may have been erratic but they still looked good, mistakes and all. Lyric Steps and Hand movements Oh we're going to a Hukilau Simple step with hands rotating around each other in front. Big smile. A huki huki huki huki Hukilau Circle step as throw and retrieve net. Everybody loves the Hukilau Simple step as hands circle to fall on heart. Where the laulau is the kaukau at the luau Traveling step as wrap food then eat with fingers to mouth. Hands with palms up in front center toward ground then move apart to show all the food spread for a feast.     We throw our nets out into the sea Traveling step as throw nets then hands in front, palms flat and undulating like waves. And all the `ama`ama come a-swimming to me Traveling step as hands held together and wiggled like fish swimming. Oh, we're going to a Hukilau Simple step with hands rotating around each other in front. Big smile. A huki huki huki Hukilau Circle step as throw and retrieve net.     What a beautiful day for fishing Simple step as look up at sky as raise arms in circle to meet where you are looking then throw and retrieve net. That old Hawaiian way Simple step. Right hand at side as if holding a cane do Simple step shakily then swing hands to front to include all of Hawaii. Where the Hukilau nets are swishing Traveling step as throw nets then bring hands in front then move hands as if swishing something in water. Down in old Lâ`ie bay Simple step as look down with arms in front and apart to include then bring them in a circle into you outlining the bay. Everyone applauded then Betty discussed costumes. "You can hula in nearly everything, bikinis, sarongs, a muu-muu, and of course, the grass skirt. The traditional dress varied widely but are described as: pâ`û hula [PAH' OO' hoo' lah] or hula skirt pâ`û lâ`î - [PAH' OO' LAH' EE' ] - ti-leaf skirt pâ`û is a skirt lâ`î is a contraction of lau kî lau kî is the leaf of the ti plant holokû - [hoh loh KOO'] - long fitted dress with a yoke and usually with a train, the holokû is patterned after the Mother Hubbard dress of the missionaries. malo -[mah' loh] - (male’s) loincloth A strip of kapa (bark cloth) or cloth is girded about the loins. "I personally love to be dressed and decorated in the holokû or mother-hubbard-like gown characteristic of Hawaiian women, with my head wreath and neck garland of flowers to which I am so partial on gala occasions. "By the way, the famous Hukilau Beach is located not to far from here at the northern part of the Bay near the town of Laie, which is approximately 40 minutes from Honolulu Airport on the north shore of Oahu. The “Laie Beach Retreat" at Laie is home to the Polynesian Cultural Center and the BYU Hawaii Campus." But playing that one hula we were teaching got monotonous and boring so we ended the lesson and let other songs play. Betty, Veronica and I danced to the words of each song (I knew the most and they followed along or improvised their own), and we all had a good time. We didn't dance all the time, we would trade off surfing, but there were a lot of people dancing the hula most of the afternoon on the beach. All the time the hula lessons were going on the marshmallow gun and the outrigger were geting a lot of play too. Everyone seemed to be having a good time plus we were surfing too. We had to invite some more people to make up for those we didn't invite back. I did the same thing as yesterday; I asked two beddible guys to the party and would take my chances in the absence of Tom. I found one right away. He was coming in on the outrigger paddling for all he was worth and he was worth a great deal; solid, stocky, broad shouldered with a black hairy chest and strong arms. I was on my board watching as the canoe came bursting through looking magnificent, especially him. I surfed in and found him by the keg, dripping wet. His name was Mark and said he would come to the party tonight. I also invited Larry who was standing nearby but I knew what side I wanted my butter spread! Soon it was time to leave and get ready for the party. When I got back the caterer was delivering the food and drink. They said we needed more beer but because there were so many other things to drink we agreed they would deliver a keg tomorrow afternoon to use at the beach and one for the party. I cleaned up and got dressed in my killer sarong while they finished. I was ready in plenty of time before the party was to start but some of the team were there. We checked to see everything was in place and just before the guests arrived we lit the tiki torches at the entry way of the house and in the back yard. Tonight people came closer to on-time. Last night it was new to them but tonight most knew the way so it was the new people who were late. We started with some Fun Pupus (Appetizers) to get the Surf Party going. They included: goldfish crackers macadamia nuts Surfboard shaped finger sandwiches "In the Bowl*" dip and chips Hawaiian Guacamole, the Hawaiian Version of the Mexican Classic, with toasted Hawaiian Sweet Bread Fruit bowl with yogurt dip * This is what the 'volcano bowl' was made for. I thought it would be a little lewd to dip into a hula skirt. There were plenty of cocktail choices including one punch in the Hula Bowl that was about a third alcohol. The caterer provided cups that are labeled with various surf spots and pro surfers, so guests can keep track of their drinks. I paid some kids to make cups out of half coconuts that we also used for drinks and maybe later for bras. I would need larger coconuts. We had fun Cocktails for a Surf Party including a large number of drinks. We had too many and many were very complex to make but everyone, bartenders included, enjoyed them. There was the Guava Blush that is made with guava nectar concentrate and chilled champagne and a Mai Tai. Mai Tai - Roa Ae In Tahitian this means "Out of This World - The Best." Hence the name. It is one of the most popular drinks in Hawaii, maybe only exceeded by beer. It is made with light and dark rum, cane syrup (made by boiling equal amounts of sugar and water), orgeat syrup which is similar but is heavily almond flavored, curacao and fresh lime juice There were Frozen Papaya Daiquiris with ripe papaya, light rum, fresh lime juice and cane syrup that is blended til smooth. Tahitian Rum Punch that was originated by Don the Beachcomber at his Hollywood club. Don is also credited with inventing the Zombie. It contains light and dark rums, dry Riesling, Pineapple Juice, Orange Juice, Lemon Juice, Grenadine and brown sugar. The caterer said this is as close to the original recipe as he can get because it hasn't been in demand since the Beachcomber died and his empire failed. Now, reportedly, it is made in Europe and maybe Tahiti but not much in the U.S. Navy Grog has light and dark rums, Falernum (a sweetener with a hint of lime and almonds that was originally a by-product of rum distillation that was used as a flavoring in fruit desserts. Some people use grenadine instead but that really is not the same), Lemon Juice, Orange Juice, Pineapple Juice, 151 Proof Rum (It'll burn). The cocktail hour was noisier than yesterday but only partly because of the people arriving earlier. Everyone seemed more relaxed and the fact that they were with people they had met before got things off well. Several who brought dates last night came by themselves while others who had been single last night now was with the 'someone' they met last night. The bars were busy because the drinks were more complex. The caterer provided the recipes on laminated plastic cards so they won't be dissolved by the booze. The Hawaiian music was playing and people were even dancing. At one point someone programmed in a CD of dance music so during dinner I had to reprogram it again. Of the two guys I invited for me, Mark was the first to arrive and was wearing only baggy surfer trunks thereby showing off his solid, stocky, broad shoulders, black hairy chest and strong arms. He further endeared himself to this hostess by volunteering to tend bar after entertaining me. All he has to do to entertain me is stand in clear view. Whenever I needed a 'why do I like men,' fix all I had to do was look toward the bar and see the answer. If he happened to be vigorously shaking a cocktail I not only had my answer but lost both the strength in my knees and my reason! After his stint behind the bar he brought me a drink along with his physique. Again I lost my ability to automatically breathe and had to jump start myself occasionally. What really annoyed me was that Mark knew full well the affect he had on me. He even asked me with a smile, "Why have you stopped drinking?" The bastard. I asked him where he was from and he told me, "I'm originally from Michigan but now live in Honolulu. I work for a contractor at Pearl Harbor. We run a variety of maintenance and construction contracts for the Navy. I'm a project manager for several but most only last a few months then there is always another one. "I understand you're a native here and that I should ask where you work." I told him about my agreement to be able to work at home and other benefits. "This party is actually a business affair. My development team is here for the week doing planning for the coming year. We get to have entertainment in the evening and you are part of the entertainment." Mark raised his eyebrows ala Groucho, flicked an imaginary cigar and asked me, "What do I have to do, strip?" There he was wearing only board shorts and even barefoot. The thought of him being more naked made the blood drain from my feeble brain. A girl standing nearby turned and told him, "Yes, you have the general idea." I managed to choke out a weak, "No. No stripping. We're near a State Park and don't have a fire permit!" I would have blushed at what I said except the blood was already drained from my feeble brain. I just stood there like a post wondering if I would die from lack of blood pressure or embarrassment. I was saved, sort of, by Mark taking me in his arms and dancing. We danced close and I learned he was having no trouble with blood pressure. Everyone was having such a good time, especially me, I didn't start dinner until after 8 again. Tonight, it being a Surf party the food was Hawaiian but not a Luau. It is food of modern Hawaii or people's idea of Hawaiian food. There were four main dishes and no beef. There was a ham with pineapple slices, Kalua Pork over rice with the pork tenderized by marinating in green papaya. (This is why Papaya is good as helping people digest food for it seems to attack meat). We also had Chicken Hekka, a very oriental dish, and no, I don't mean a slender chinese girl in a Cheong Sam. It was chicken spiced with soy sauce, mirin (Japanese sweet wine) and some oriental spices. The last meat dish was Baked Fish made of mahi mahi fillets that were breaded with spices. There were several Vegetables as we wanted to have all the food groups. There was Ginger Carrots, Pickled Vegetables and Chow Mein. Salads included Hawaiian Potato Salad, Surf Salad, Aloha Salad and Hawaiian Fruit Salad, the last three all being fruit salads. We had too much to eat already and way too much dessert. There were very appropriate cakes that were fascinating to study. In fact, we delayed dessert until everyone had time to study the cakes. The Wave Cake was a triple chocolate cake of chocolate and Grand Marnier with a frosting so wavy I wondered the caterer didn't provide seasick bags. The Pineapple Upside-Down Cake is a normal cake that originated in the mid west as a housewife's dream of Hawaii. It has pineapple (of course), maraschino cherries and pecans. The Volcano Cake looks like a real volcano with domes having lava flows of melted crushed lollipops in randomly shaped spews and puddles. The caterer did let the lava cool completely before serving. The Hawaiian Beach Cake has blue frosting swirled into more waves on two thirds of the cake to create the ocean with waves and a curvy shoreline and whitecaps (where are those seasick bags I ordered) and the other third a sandy beach made by sprinkling graham cracker crumbs on the remainder as the crumbs stick to the thin layer of frosting. It is a bustling beach with a circle of candy rocks around a candle bonfire, Hawaiian dancers, a candy flower path, plastic palm trees, Fruit Stripe gum surfboards, plastic swimmers, LifeSavers tubes, sour tape beach blankets, paper parasols and the ocean stocked with edible and decorative sea creatures (no surfers though). This was a lot of cakes but there were a lot of people. The best dessert was Hula pie made with chocolate cookie crumb pie shell, macadamia nut-chocolate ice cream and chocolate fudge ice cream topping that was topped by whipped cream and crushed macadamia nuts. It ends up over a ridiculous 8" high at the center! After dinner and dessert freshly ground Kona coffee was served in several styles. There was Royale Hawaiian Coffee with Royale Hawaiian Pineapple Rum added, Hawaiian Spiced Coffee with freshly ground cinnamon, orange peel and allspice added and the Double Whammy of coffee ice cream added in the middle of pouring the coffee. If you substitute chocolate ice cream you make Mauna Kea Mocha but if you use vanilla you make Hapa Haole Coffee. Do you follow all that? Last there was a Kona Freeze of ice cubes, ice cream and strong, chilled, Kona coffee blended together. As in the Double Whammy, chocolate or coffee ice cream can be substituted. Larry had arrived just before dinner and found me alone, asking me to sit with him. I did if only for self preservation. Larry is from Arizona. I teased him about surfing in 'Zona and he told me, "There used to be artificial surfing in Phoenix. They had a long pool with a giant paddle in the deep end that pushed down on the water as a reservoir released more water so a wave would form that people could ride for maybe a hundred feet then get out at the shallow end. It used too much energy to support the number of customers so now the only surfing is wind or web." I liked Larry and felt a little guilty for leading him on. Matt is always teasing me for being more of a man than the men and maybe he's right. I'd be really angry if a guy asked me to a party and treated me as masculinely as I treated Larry. I covered my guilt by finding an unattached girl and leaving her with Larry as I went to start the entertainment. Usually you can depend on the guests to entertain themselves but you may want to have some activities. We then did the hula we had learned this afternoon. We had three sets of twister in the back yard with a crowd around each. Two people, a guy and his gal or at least a friend get entangled as they follow directions to match body parts with colored dots on a plastic sheet. It is always fun unless you are doing it then you need to be a good sport. After awhile people tired of watching and drifted away for more drinks. (I didn't mention that I have a twister pattern fitted bottom sheet)! When everything was calm we tried hula dancing for which we had spent time training in the afternoon. There was a conflict of those who wanted the women to do the dance and those who wanted it to be both sexes. The obvious compromise was to do both. Most of the women did the Hukilau then we broke for dancing to other songs before the eight couples danced together, again to the Hukilau. After that we danced to Surf Rock. I didn't have to do anything more so why not just enjoy myself. When I did do something it was to program some slow dances then be talking to Mark when they came on. It was heaven dancing in his arms. Soon it was late so people were leaving. I made certain Mark knew he was to stay. Everyone started doing the little bit of cleanup needed even before people started leaving. Finally I was alone with Mark who I desperately wanted to take me to bed but I was stupified and couldn't tell him. He figured it out and soon my sarong was gone and I was in my bra and panties. My Sarong does not allow straps so I had those stick-on bra cups you have to peel off. I went to the bathroom and put on virginal white panties and bra and came out to find him in bed. Drat! I wanted to remove his clothes so I had to settle by being nearly naked inside his solid, stocky, broad shoulders, a black hairy chest and strong arms and being pressed against him. Later, people (girls) would ask what it felt like being in his muscular arms and pressed against his hairy chest. At those times my first thought is why they don't ask about Tom but I know why they don't ask. I have to say that Tom has a great body, normal for surfers but great in the total world of men. It's just different and I won't compare the two of them here. The answer though is superlative! First, after all the activity today and even more so in the evening he had developed a strong male aroma that almost knocked me out. I was weak and delirious from that alone and could not resist being against him. I felt safe, secure, comfortable and desperate for him to get on with it. But he didn't. His hands were all over me, gently and smoothly stroking me, then massaging my body parts with vigor but no pain, then squeezing, licking and even biting me. I took advantage by sucking his chest hairs into my mouth, even biting some of them and pulling them into my mouth. All my senses were on overload, touching him, smelling his male aromas, tasting them as well not to mention seeing his muscles move as he brought me to higher levels of passion and hearing the sounds of the two of us slurping, moaning and giving little snorts and yelps. (Screaming came later). When I at least thought I could wait no longer he removed my scanties, I pushed down his shorts and we did the whole thing all over again; the strong arms, hairy chest, smells and tastes and moaning, all of it, ending with both of us screaming. Finally we began what we came into my bedroom for and afterwards I went into the bathroom and put on my underwear again. When I came out he had done the same so we did an encore. Then, after undressed rehearsals were over, we did it all over again in early morning. 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