- Let's go to Veronica.

- And what, you yourself said she now a man can be ...

- What are we, the streets shlendrat? By the way, it is interesting to me to see her peasant, if Leonid did not go to the left.

The conversation is two girls sitting on the porch, they husk the seeds and have already sifted through the conversation of everyone and everything. The eldest is Lisa, the big one, as they say, all in juice, the young woman squints lazily and surprisingly looks like a cat lying on her lap. The other girl, her name is Martha, red and thin, nervously sends seeds one by one into her mouth - she is interested in everything connected with the peasants, she has not had them yet. It happens in a small Siberian town, it's a hot summer day and the girls have absolutely nothing to do. Sweetly stretching Lisa slowly gets up.

- Send a friend, check Veronichka-strawberries for lice.

They slowly walk down the street past wooden houses with front gardens, smell terribly lilac and everything is so lazy and calm that even the dust lifted by their feet does not fall, but as if wonders, is it worth it?

- Dzhulbars pszhel out!

The little dog who ran out to meet them, yelps in disappointment and climbs under some barrels - was mistaken, thought that the boys had come to play.

- Veronica! Open up!

Lisa bangs loudly on the door, but no one comes up.

- Maybe no one?

Martha is not very comfortable, she knows that they came for a reason - there is a rivalry between Liza and Veronika for a visiting geologist - the head of the party, Leonid, and skirmishes have occurred between them more than once. He promised to marry each of them, of course, at first divorcing his Moscow wife, the daughter of the minister. Therefore, Lisa does not respond and continues to bang on the door. The door suddenly swings open.

- Well, what do you want!

In the doorway, wrapped in a robe on a naked body, stands Veronika — dark-haired, as flexible as a whip. On her barely noticeable antennae, beads of sweat glisten and in general, she is all sweaty and from the bottom the sitchik is completely stuck ...

- Yes, here came to visit, tea, drink, chat ..

- I have no time!

- Veronica, do not keep us on the porch, you understand, the grandmother already raised the radar periscopes ...

A neighbor behind the fence, digging into her tomatoes, unbends with interest and tries not only to see everything but to hear it.

- Well, come in

Liza swims in the middle of the hallway, and Martha, somehow stooping, darts after her. They go to the upper room, Veronica, supporting the robe at her throat, grins wryly.

- Well, what do you want a girlfriend of tea, you will have tea!

On a wide double bed lies a large man with his head rolled up in a sheet — this is how the Tatars are buried without a coffin, putting them on savannas. Lisa also confidently sits at the table

- Well, let's tea, sweets if you have, sit down Martha, pochaevnichay!

All three girls do not pay attention to the man who lay unmoved on a crumpled bed. Veronica pulls out the cabinet and pouring cups, candy in a crystal bowl and raspberries in a large plate.

- Let's drink a bit, no tea, I will change the bottle today.

Martha, grandmother Natalya feels herself, she shoots like her, doesn't she suffer?

- Nothing, straightened already.

Thick liqueur does not flow, but slowly emerges from the neck, and in pot-bellied glasses it rises like a hump without pouring out. The girlfriends silently throw back the grammers and slowly eat the raspberries.

- Do you have a good liqueur, how are you doing?

- Last year, alcohol added a third, and therefore good.

Hop strikes girls in the head.

- And who is this?

Lisa seems to be uninterestedly poking a spoon toward the man.

- There is one here.

- I do not Lenya?

- Not

- Show the guest, sit down at the table.

Martha could not restrain herself.

- I can not girlfriend, I'm not a murderer, show you, but his wife, you know her well, poison him in the soup. And in general, he is a strong party player. Cho man life break?

- Well, if a person can not watch, so we'll see below.

Lisa gets up from the chair, walks to the bed and tears the sheet off her feet with force and a little higher.The man is still not moving, only his bare member is swinging like a mast on a ship in a strong storm. Martha laughs.

- Mark look at him, see what a handsome man, twenty-five centimeters. or even thirty. I do not remember this. Do not be afraid, touch it.

Martha's finger touches the “handsome” finger with a finger, and he, as if enraged, begins to twitch.

- Who is so touching, that's how it should be.

The member appears in the palm of Lisa and with a tip she looks at Martha with a half-choked look - just like a tightly swaddled baby, turned blue and reproachful.

- No, I can't sort it out, Lenya or not Lenya ...

Suddenly, Lisa lifts her skirt and climbs on the man. Second thing - women do not wear cowards here, especially in summer, and Lisa saddles him right away. Everything is shaking and bouncing, the bed is shaking, the bottle and cups on the table are loudly beating against each other and Veronica is cursing fiercely, knocking her fist on the table. Finally, Lisa freezes.

- Oh babonki well, how ...

Lisa is arched and bends her head looking at her friends. She is surprisingly good, as soon as a woman can be good whose life and happiness are still ahead ...

- Mark, and now you!

Cleverly jumping off the bed, Lisa pours herself some liqueur.

- Go, go, do not be afraid!

- Oh girls, what do you mean!

Martha shakes her head and clings to the table.

- And what to wait? This same summer, some dirty jerk you at the dance and fuck. And here you are almost in medical conditions. And where do you find this! Now, now we will process, so that each has its own ...

This is already said by Veronica, who in her hands knows where the bowl and sponge come from. Lovingly and gently she was washing a member. The man grits his teeth under the sheet, his legs cramped.

- Come here, to whom they say!

A member almost knocks the bowl out of the hands of Veronica

- Oh, you igren, Martha go, do not have time!

Having decided, Martha drops her hairy legs, catches something beating under her and sits down.

- oh

- Jump

- Where to jump, there is such a thing, it will turn everything, Martha eat a bit, feel it. Well, how?

- Unusually, but like.

- I would not like it, well done, drop it soon!

Martha barely manages to jump off and a member begins to spit. Under the sheet moan and like crying.

- You look, had time

The girls are at the table and pour themselves again.

- And all?...

- No, Marchet, not all, he still pispoet us.

Veronica and Lisa laugh, and under the sheet do not hesitate to cry. Now the turn of Veronica, clinging with her teeth to the “handsome” one, she makes him stand up and after a while he beats again, ready for anything. Then Veronichka beats on it, and it seems that the Cossack is jumping in a free steppe, with bared teeth and a black lush head of hair. Then Martha, Liza, Veronika, again completely drunk Martha again ... So it takes about three hours.

- Lisa, look, he is already barely.

- You're the best, the best suck.

- Still on time!

- Give me the eggs to drag, I heard ...

With a wild roar, the man jumps up, knocking over the women, the table, seeing nothing in his bed sheet, is first put into the joint, then something tin rattles in the hallway, and then all at the same time - the shrill laughter of the neighbor, Lisa and Veronika’s screaming chorus— where, you promised to marry! ”, and the cheerful barking of Dzhulbars, he finally waited for someone to play well with!