with whom she often met once a week, poured over the streets and talked “on philosophical topics” - it seemed to me that insulting to Lena would be blasphemous - she had a lot of respect for him. Sometimes her friends prompted her “tokens” as a woman — she offered her pyky when she came out of public transportation steps, or offered to take herself under pyky, or kissed her on the cheek for something ... but something more seemed to her perfect indestructible in relation to such a serious serious boy. It seemed possible to “compete” with only some kind of not too much, frivolous - with whom it would be possible to “play” in such a way that, in her opinion, play like sex.

THE NAKOEC, SUITABLE OBJECT HAS BEEN. It was, by the way, one of the winners of the friend of Natasha. Sasha, that was the name of this young Adonis, was pretty red with himself: short black hair, large oily black eyes with long, tight-rimmed rims, Rome profile, high growth, and a good structural figure. Apparently teachers often took him for an abab, although in reality he was, of course, a typical open-minded Jew. “Yes, what kind of Sasha is Jew ?! - often spoke Misha - Yes, he is a typical Russian, and he drinks like a horse! ”

Indeed, the byychi was rather naive, ingenuous, kind and frivolous, Sasha was a little like a Jew to a Jew (the kind they are usually described in the literature). Sasha often looked at Leny with her big black eyes, and this look strongly reminded her of the look of that of her school friends, in whom she had been for about five years, probably in love, she herself did not suspect. Sasha loved fiction and once he even suggested to Lena to compose a fantastic novel in collaboration with her. Sitting at lectures, instead of listening to some very short lecture on economics, they began writing a poem about flying to a distant star one by one. BUT Lena soon realized that Sasha was not writing too hard, the style leaves much to be desired, not speaking of the plot. Sasha obviously lacked imagination, and Lena had to write the whole plot on her own ... In the end, she got tired of such co-authorship, and without writing twenty pages, she said that she no longer wanted to do it. Nevertheless, the burning black eyes and the intimacy of his urgent hot body acted on her in such a way that she very much wanted to touch the little pyck, or ... with her foot. And gradually she began to implement her plan. From the beginning, she pushed her to her pyky, so she practically pinned her elbow. Sasha did not move away. Then she pressed her legs to his knees. He, too, did not move away and seemed to be still, enjoying this touch. Lena glanced at him, and he got tired and opened his eyes ... "So," Lena thought, "there is something in it, you can continue ..." At that moment the bell rang, and everyone decided to “empty the room” ... To continue Sasha’s perseverance on this day Lena did not dare, having decided to wait for a more suitable case ...

On another day, on Saturday, all students were going to go hiking (or rather, on a picnic) in the woods near Moscow. The whole group was on the march, but ultimately only eight people met at the station. The participants of the trip were Lena herself, her followers were Natasha, Natashin's boyfriend Misha, that same “epic” Sasha, two more guys and two girls. Misha and Sasha were carrying a backpack, in which something was juggling with a glass bottle ... This Lena was not too pleased, as she was the ideological counterpart of the alcohol and vodka industry. She considered that a hike is, in front of everything, the enjoyment of fresh air, forest smells, the beauty of nature, sports activities, but there are no alcoholic excesses that can make a person more sensitive, deadened by time, and disturb her play.

Therefore, when the whole company had settled in the forest, finding a suitable place for a picnic, Lena said that she could not drink anything except water, and if someone tried to force her, she would pour out all the vodka and nobody would get anything! Properno one insisted very strongly - vodka for good reason was pitiful!

We sat, drank, ate (cooked in a pot on the fire with a card), sang some songs, and in the evening sent home ...

In the train, most of them drifted on the shoulders of their neighbor. Only one Misha, Hatashin Druzhok, can be seen on the basis of an excess of sex energy, everyone was trying to start a fight with someone in Tambur ...

In the metro, everyone dispersed to different sides, and Sasha went to follow Leny ... When they left the metro, it was already quite dark on the street — eleven evening hours, and in the light of Lena's y stars, there was always some incomprehensible excitement ... kyda running, jumping, climbing trees - shorter than doing something unusual. Sasha walked along, and Lena thought: “So the moment came when I could slander him!” How to do it — she didn’t know — but she thought that it would be easier to say it personally. And she said: “When night comes, y me personally, and it hurts to do something like that ...” “What exactly?” Asked Sasha. “Hy, for example,” Lena exclaimed, to catch some beautiful guy in the street , to drag him into the dark porch and rape there ... "Sasha looked at Lena with interest and asked:" And I - you think - beautiful? "" You? - Lena wondered - ny, it's completely in my hands! " Then Sasha said in an unqualified voice, not knowing how Lena would react to this: “Hy, what - went to the dark porch?” Lena looked back at him with a surprise: “You - what - COOMSHINE ?!” And he He shook his eyes and said: “Hy, but why not ... And so Bear tugged at me — how much did I still lose my virginity? I’m still dumbfounded that I’m impotent ... He’s not with you Natasha every day she fucks - and she scoffs at me that I just read fiction, but in reality I can't do anything! ”

Then Lena asked: "Do I see you?" Sasha honestly replied: "Actually, you are not as beautiful as the other girls I like ... But I’m afraid of them and don’t know what to talk to them about ... And with you I feel easy and feel free to do nothing. You seem like a friend to me, like you were not quite a girl, but a little like a guy ... ”Lena did not like that statement at all. “Ah — so,” she exclaimed, “I mean unpainted, yes ?! Hy, then I will not go to any dark porch with you! ”

Sasha used to say: “I didn’t say that you aren’t beautiful at all ... Just you don’t do a manicure, you don’t paint, you have some kind of childish look in the form of a tail, and you need to relax a little completely nothing. But I just wanted to say that I would not want to go into the dark staircase with my friend girl, then I would have thought up and didn’t know what to do, but I’m not afraid of you ”...“ How much? ”Lena asked.

After all, if I’m doing something wrong, you won’t laugh at me ... and other girls will surely ... Sasha looked so sad and sad that Lena felt sorry for him, and she agreed.

They entered the porch, where it was really quite dark, and stopped on the first floor of the batteries. The house was a typical hryshchevskaya five-story building, of course, there was no hall, code lock, or konzerpka there, but in this case, it was good. There were no steps on the stairs, there were no casual people in the yard either, and you could start doing something, but WHAT? This was the most crucial issue - since neither one nor the other had absolutely no experience of persecution, and the main thing - neither the one nor the other did not experience any particularly strong love affair with the friend-to-the-friend. Chuvstva could help them to behave more naturally, and that in which there was no experience, it would be by itself. But here both the same and the same goal followed - in the process of experimenting to gain some experience of love adventures ... Sasha tried to kiss Lenya on the lips, but his lips were cold and seemed ... Read more →