We sit on the bench, pokurivaya, but Jeanne is trying to deal with in the dark clothing.
-- Lifchik zastegnite. And where a skirt? Bag I have had? And where? And, thank you. Give cigarette.
After a critical examination and panty tights, both in zasunuto handbag.
-- Blya, well, you naspuskali! At the feet of flowing.
From handbags retrieved handkerchief, Jeanne carefully vytiraet feet to the most schikolotok and hides it back in the handbag.
-- You just do not talk to anyone! And what a shame, I also married ... So nazhralas that children raped! -- The voice of women is almost sober.
-- Let us, we will hold you - Igor clearly embarrassed.
-- Well you to hell, I can not see!
Jeanne rises, and only slightly pokachivayas at the heels, strides to his home. Since stunned to hear how it to hum something ourselves under the nose. Click sent to the cigarette end bushes. Described the orange arc, he lands, razbrasyvaya sparks. Above the roof of the house starts svetlet sky. Displeasing taste in the mouth. We have to go to sleep.
From the thought that a member of the entire sperm to make o my buddies, rather feel like washing facilities. After a hot shower rests with the clean sheets. Last thought before fail to sleep: "I wonder how she would explain her husband that left the house in tights, and brought them in the bag?"
That case has made the dual impression on me. Sexual act with a mature woman turned to me, eternally adolescent concern, a powerful stimulant of sexual fantasies. The image of luxury bryunetki pohotlivoe pursued my imagination. I desperately onaniroval, scroll in memory of the night happened. As a movie, frame for frame. I wanted to meet Jean again and be with her in bed, this time voluntarily. I would put her cancer and then ran out into the mouth, as if ... I desperately wanker, the tiled floor of our bathroom fly hot drops ... And then tuck in the same sense of shame. In memory still fresh memories of the abuse of my Lena committed kolkhoz Neanderthal. And here I am, the same as those podonki ... I muchayus remorse, try to erase from the memory shameful episode. And remorse gradually retreat, or rather giving way to new images of the night, followed by the erection comes again. I goni away Unasked memories, trying to think of something else, but it always ends the same way - two or three struykami flying in the toilet. And again remorse of conscience. And again masturbatsiya, inspired by memories. Consciousness mosque in a circle, not finding out ... I am jealous of John and Pasha have long forgotten the incident. And only some ordinary amorous adventure helped me to forget about this terrible episode.
However, life has shown that bad, I learnt lessons the first time. It is just a couple of years, occurred when the next case under the theme of this chapter. In the second case, as well as in the first, neither I nor my "podelniki" do not resort to brute force. True, the second time just was not ended tragically.
And that's what happened: my friend Dima love. The subject of his vozdyhaniya studied with him at one course, the truth in a parallel group, and it must be said, was really very beautiful girl. Goluboglazaya blond, high, Leggy, with the figure of gymnasts. To the despair Dimy, Nadia did not take him seriously, and all attempts to turn their friendship into romance innocent categorically rejected. A shame for the entire Dima was that, according to intelligence reports, Hope has not puritansky way of life. Dmitry same for it was only a friend, as well as free helper in dealing with the myriad problems facing the poor student on the way to the cherished diploma, such as coursework, laboratory, colloquia, credits, as well as chronic bezdenezhya. It was perseverance to become spoilt beauty vault crazy guy. They end without a quarrel, then the girl offered peace in exchange for a renunciation of claims Dimy on her body, and it all began anew. Dima patiently feature graphics, and solve differential equations for his lover, and Nadia entertains with another boy. So long could not continue. Eventually vzbuntovalsya guy. Nadia not been replaced. It seemed to happen was inevitable gap. But ... There were no scandals, no noisy scenes. They do not even possorilis, just quietly Dima voznenavidel his former passion for all the pain that it brought him. Now stervu to bang this was a matter of honor for him. Days and nights poor guy has plans revenge and waited for a suitable case ...
Help came unexpectedly. On that day, our great company sat in a room on the floor pyatikursnikov and worked his routine, that is, saw beer (not only). Our company was really raznosherstaya. Basically, there were students, but there were also those that have had to institute a very indirectly related. Different we were, and by age, which in general is not very typical. Oleg, hospitable offered his room in exchange for free drinks, was twenty-five years, he was older than all of us. Dima same bleak tipping a glass of Römer, and less than twenty.
Odolevaemy asked, Dima confessed to us that everything would be lost in the world, only to bang would have at least one razochek this stervu Nadu. We noisy posochuvstvovali male grief, and continued TBS. Oleg Some thought a long time. After some time, he asked:
-- A no-baba?
I replied for Dimu that this Nadia - it is a beautiful Heifer that Dimu I well understand, and that I myself would be happy ... Oleg thought again. Finally, he said, referring to Dime:
-- So you have a ready at all? In the sense, only once trahnesh, and the more it you are not interested? It seems like you want revenge?
-- Well, yes - Dima was slightly puzzled.
-- I will help your grief, it is not difficult.
-- You! ... -- Dima vytaraschilsya at senior comrade - How?
-- I will tell you later, as is the case.
And we continued to TBS. Do not hide, all the words of Oleg zaintrigovali. How is it going to help take the Dime attack fortress, which he deposited half a year already? Oleg enjoyed the reputation Rights cynical and cruel, not to abhor any means to achieve the goal. If he said that he would do, most likely this will be. The entire evening we poglyadyvali Oleg with apprehension. It seemed to me that even Dima has not been happy that start this conversation. In the end, he strongly tune and we held him in his room three floors below.
I have already forgotten about that conversation when Oleg met me after lectures and suggested he come evening. I came in six hours with two bottles ports. Of the old Oleg kassetnika distribute voice huskiness Mike Naumenko, bidding farewell to its detka. I notice that the room somehow disappeared bed, as well as curtains. Oleg addition to the bare mattresses already sat Lech Gerasimov, my best friend and drinking companion very cheerful, Serega of a parallel group, our oldest friend and a good athlete, and neighbor Oleg around the room, krasavchik-blondin Andrew. All four, except Andrew, attended a memorial TBS, when Dima complained of their destiny.
After the first glass Oleg became explain why he has gathered us here. It turns out that he has developed a plan, under which, shall invite Dima Nadia to his room under the pretext of handing noted Nadinoy course over which Dime had a lot to reduce. On that occasion, was bought brandy, which Dima during TBS must podsypat sleeping-pills ( "Yes well, what you vytaraschilis, simple klofelin"). When Beauty usnet, her guy finally trahnet. That is now estimated Oleg, and it is precisely this. After reading on our faces some disappointment in such a simple solution of this problem, Oleg laughed:
-- You do not napivaytes. We also get. And not insensitivity body, and gives herself, for goodwill.
This statement again put all to a standstill. Well, all right, Dima trahaet now in his room sleeping beauty. True dream idiots. But how he managed to make it on the goodwill gave us all five? Deal knock on the door. On the eve of gloomy clouds stood Dima.
-- Hold - he offered key - three hundred and fifteenth.
-- Well, how everything went? -- Oleg took the key is not looking.
-- No. She sleeps. There is no pleasure.
Oleg Dimino put a hand on his shoulder and looked in his eyes.
-- As far as I remember, you are requested help you to bang her to take revenge, so?
-- So, - Dima head down.
-- Ty trahnul?
-- Trahnul.
-- I promised that you enjoy?
-- No.
-- If you want, I will do so, what are you trahnesh it when it is in the minds, but she learns about everything. Who are all adjusted, learns. Want? -- Dima shook his head.
-- Well, so do not build themselves from tselku. Vypej now - Oleg offered a glass filled to the very edges - now converges, take a walk. We here have something to do.
Dima with despair translated from one view to another. Mike continued to persuade its regular girlfriend that she - dryan. Dima podnes the glass to lips tremble and drank. Then the glass and lost, not knowing the head, turned out. At the door he turned around in front of him stood in tears.
-- What do you do with it?
-- Because you care about its fate? Do not worry, we do not do nothing, what would she not want to. And from you, incidentally, suspicion disqualified.
Dima doomed mahnul hand and left. The scene left by all those present bitter sludge. Oleg immediately understood it and took the initiative themselves:
-- And what do you want? We have to teach these damn that knew its place. This paskuda trahalas almost a half the city, a guy at least gave razochek! So no, the exchange rate for me to write, make drawings, difury poreshay, and I went with other trahatsya. Sterva!
Soon we already thought that we will do good business if punish arrogant woman. True, we still had nevdomek what exactly is going to do Oleg, as it will force the girl volunteered to bang with five strangers guy.
Solution did not make them wait long. An extract another cup, followed by Oleg we went to the room Dimy. The girl was on a bed and slept tightly. Belokurov hair allowed on the pillow, his mouth opened a little. She was wearing, although some disorder in clothing could be seen that her sleep peacefully could not be named. We Gerasimom took her hands and legs and suffered. Next were sent Серега and Andrew. They warn us responsible if on our way to meet someone. Oleg closes the procession.
Nadia zashevelilas suddenly opened their eyes, promychala something, shut down again.
-- Nothing, nothing. Do not wake. Another early. Dimona said it is still one hundred grams-hundred and fifty drank cognac, so there will be a couple of hours sleep, as killed.
No one noticed, we reached the room of Oleg and Andrei. Nagy put on the mattress on the far bed. Oleg calmly, without unnecessary fuss sect naked girl, leaving her only shoes, gathered armful of clothes and left. We admire at the leaner figure, in the shape of a kalach svernuvshuyusya on bare mattresses on the dark treugolnichek below abdomen ... I bent down and stroked the small elastic chest, and then slightly uschipnul girl for the teat. She did not even poshevelilas. But my friend zashevelilsya in trousers. I stood and looked at our sleeping beauty, and I vaguely melknula speculate on what was the same insidious plan Oleg. Soon he returned and sat down at the table.
-- Nalivaj. Well, for the success of our enterprise - he drank bursts and cut off a piece of melting syrka - a couple of hours it wake, yet another must-chasok to oklemalas finalized, and then it will be possible to arrange and gruppovushku. So drink yet.
Nadia awoke an hour later, shivering from the cold. By the time we have sbegali in gastronom for additive and sat play in "a thousand". Nadia opened the eyes and became inspected. It was interesting to see how slowly returning to her consciousness. First, the eyes were completely empty, they do not reflect nothing but the desire to close again and continue the dream. She posharila hand, looking for a blanket and find only a bare mattress. Her troubled mind focused on us, five men unfamiliar with maps in their hands, who watched with interest for her awakening. Finally, Nadia noticed that quite undress. Since then, the process of awakening has sharply accelerated. She village on the bed, behind the jerk with one hand, and another ball on the bed.
-- One hundred and twenty. -- Oleg single one of us to sit back and Nade seemed absolutely not interested in going on.
-- Boys, where am I? -- Nadia vshlipnula.
-- You have our guest. -- Oleg turned around with a smile. It seems he just now noticed that the girl awoke.
-- A where my clothes? What do with me? Where am I? Where Dima? Give me something hide behind! -- She was horrified to view on the sides, in the voice heard notes near hysterics.
-- Who is Dima, I do not know. We got you already bare. And to hide behind, as you see, we have nothing.
Nadia Vytaraschennymi eyes again inspected the room and saw that really have nothing to hide behind. Even the curtains were providently removed from the windows.
-- J. .. Y. .. Who are you?
-- Your fellow students. I - Oleg. This - Andrew. This - Kostya. This - Alexei (Gerasim ceremony bowed). And there sits Sergei. And you the name, a beautiful stranger?
-- N-n-over ... -- Teeth girls ndd Tap - give me anything to wear, please.
