Already a month since the war ended. Our regiment was stationed in Königsberg and carried mainly guard and guard duty. It was the usual Saturday, and for us, as always, the regimental bath was prepared. The whole free company, including me, the fifteen-year-old son of the regiment, having waited for his shift, burst into the locker room, snapped up a few washing-up utensils and indulged in a simple soldier's pleasure. Being surrounded by strong young nudity, I was always lost, shy, I felt an inexplicable excitement that responded to my half-child body by exerting all members, so I had to shyly hide behind a washcloth, then a washbasin, and finish washing as quickly as possible.

So it was this time. Jumping into the locker room, I quickly dried myself off and put on my underpants and t-shirt, until no one witnessed my unwarranted arousal. Taking advantage of the fact that the company’s premises were located two steps away from the bath, I did not put on my uniform, but only put my feet in my boots and, throwing the rest of my clothes into the bag, ran to the barracks. And then it all happened.

Either the boots were wet, or I quickly ran, but when I ran down the boardwalk, which was thrown from one bank of the ditch to the other, my legs slipped, and I drove my back and, mostly, backwards on unshaped boards. The pain of a dozen splinters and abrasions made me scream, but since I could not help myself, I had to go to the medical unit.

Semyonitch, our surgeon, kind and caring, usually patronizing me in everything, was very busy this time. Having quickly examined me, he threw: “Nadya will cope” and sent me to the nurse in the dressing room. I was dumbfounded. Having imagined the treatment procedure of a young (twenty-five) nurse Nadya, I was horrified. Well then the whole company will laugh at me. “Semyonitch, my dear, let me wait, better, I’m not in a hurry,” I snapped, more and more realizing that Semyonych wasn’t up to me, and I don’t get away from Nadya.

Having waited an hour for no reason, I, like on Golgotha, slid into the dressing room, in the hope that Nadya had run off somewhere. But she was there. I reluctantly told about my misfortune. Her vigorous laughter of mood did not add me. With difficulty she laid me on the couch. - Come what may, I decided, gritting my teeth, and turned away to the wall, closing my eyes. - Now, my dear, we'll do everything in one moment. We take out all the prickles from our hedgehog, she whispered, lifting up my shirt and pulling off the panties. The shame so overwhelmed me that I did not feel pain, and only intensely pressed into the couch. Gradually, however, I began to feel her light, tender touches and strokes. And when she went to the treatment of the lower part of the pelvis, I even felt a certain pleasure, relaxed. True, according to my feelings, everything should have ended a long time ago, but she continued to tinker and stroke, and suddenly she quickly kissed the injured place several times. I did not know how to react, I was shocked to silence, and suddenly, to my horror, I felt that the treacherous tension seized me more and more. - Lord, how will I get up? I batted my buttocks and pressed myself even more into the couch. And she continued to stroke and kiss, whispering something. Then she began to turn me on her back with the words: - Where is there another needle? I resisted as best I could, realizing that from this struggle my excitement only increased, and that now it was impossible to turn over in any way, but there was less and less strength and desire to resist. And so I appeared in all my shameless beauty, but I did not dare open my eyes and tried to hide behind my hands. “And you are already big,” she whispered. And spreading my hands, she kissed and caressed more and more. And suddenly I was scalded with the damp warmth of her mouth. The feeling was that my flesh had increased many times and now it would burst with tension.I forgot my recent shame, opened my eyes and, as if distraught, grabbed her head and convulsively entered and entered her, until a sweet cramp bound my body, and I trembled, overwhelmed by the force of untested happiness so far.

I was lying, devastated and confused, not understanding what I had done and how I would look Nadya in the eye now. - Well, that's great, she whispered. Here we are already healthy. She gently wiped my flesh with gauze. Kiss and wipe again. I felt good and calm. I devoted myself to her caress. Already nothing like, if only it lasted all my life. Like a current, her arms slid through the sliding movements, and I moved towards these movements, taking in the warmth of my hand and filling it more and more with my own flesh. My movements acquired a rhythm, my breathing was interrupted. - Now, my dear, now, she whispered frantically. Climbing up on me, she squeezed my legs, and suddenly I again fell into the gentle warmth of her body. She obediently enveloped me with more, then with less force in time with my movements. Having already forgotten everything, I entered into a frantic rhythm and kept rushing upward, as if I was trying to reach unearthly limits. Clutching my shoulders, Nadya moaned more and more: - More, more.

And I plunged into the sweet suppleness of her body towards more and more hot impulses. Tenderness overwhelmed me and I, too, shouted something, and suddenly a strange convulsive heat engulfed my already red-hot flesh, and I merged with him in convulsions, quenching with streams of love and tenderness

Years passed, and I became beautiful and strong, and had many beloved and simply beautiful women, but that first time with nurse Nadya was forever colored with the aura of fairy-tale communion with the enchanting mystery of adult life.