The case brought me once with one woman who later became my wife. I want to tell about how this acquaintance happened. In my forty-five it is difficult to marry again, having lost a beloved woman once, each time getting to know each other you have to compare all with the woman who was your only and beloved.

Five years have passed since my wife left me, and then one day I was going on a long hike. I put everything I needed in my backpack and went. I must say that in order to escape from this blow of fate, I am addicted to long hikes. I went for a whole month to the forest, to the most remote alleys of the Vologda Province. Three days have passed since I left the last settlements.

And then one day when the day was approaching sunset, and I was looking for a place to sleep, I met her. At first I took her for the beast, as she curled up in a ball sleeping under a huge pine tree. Hearing footsteps she jumped up in fright. Her appearance was pitiful, her face was a solid smooth pancake. So she was bitten by insects. Jeans were torn in many places, through which legs all in bruises shone through, the shirt buttoned on all buttons was dirty and also torn in many places. For some reason, there was one moccasin on her feet, the other leg was wrapped in a piece of cloth. When she saw me, she sobbed loudly and threw herself on my neck. From her sobs, I finally realized what had happened. He and his friends went to the forest for mushrooms, there were eight young guys, athletes, and quite strong guys. But it turned out that they got lost. Four weeks had passed since they had left the house, although they were going for just one day, and there was only one day of food. At first, they walked normally, had fun, and joked to an unexpected adventure, but gradually the fun began to pass, and irritability replaced it. After a week of their wanderings in the forest, one girl died, her heart could not stand. Then there are three more behind her. Toli they overeat something, toli from a huge amount of water, which they constantly drank to satisfy their hunger, but people died like flies. By the end of the third week, out of eight people, only three remained, including the girl I found. One morning, when she woke up, no one was around, all the guys left, leaving their girlfriend to the mercy of fate. Now the girl was walking alone until she ran into me. I untied the sleeping bag and made her climb there. And he began to cook dinner. At first I cut the caches, under a huge pine tree, and dragged fir branches there. He made a fire and hung a kettle to boil. The girl was very exhausted, and so I had to throw the entire stock of “survival balls” into the pot, I called them that. And they are made from a mixture of ground rice, chocolate, honey, butter and ground nuts, I used walnuts. Only a few of these balls are enough for a day's journey. Good support in long transitions. In addition to the balls, I threw in a pot and some of the plants that grew abundantly around. In the meantime, I told the girls to undress. The constraint here was nothing, and after some hesitation, she began to take off her rags, this is what was left of the clothes. Without clothes, she began to look even more pitiful. As I said, her whole body was bruised and bruised. The left shoulder was very swollen and had a pitiful look. Legs in many places had open wounds from which oozing blood. At first I decided to wash it, with the help of a tent cover, I brought water. The case is made of matter that does not let water through. He heated the stones in the fire and threw it into an improvised bucket. Heating up the water in this way, I began to wash the girl with a rag. Every time I touched a broken place, the girl shuddered. When I reached the intimate places, I lingered for a second, and continued to wash the girl further.Finally, the girl was washed, and it became better for me to examine the places of cuts and bruises. For starters, I fixed her hand, from which she immediately lost consciousness. But it was even better. The rest of the wounds, I began to handle no longer afraid to hurt. They spent the entire stock of iodine and ointment. It was more difficult to treat the wound near the vagina. It's amazing how she appeared there, it can be seen there was bitten by some insect, and then the girl herself combed it, she had to take a scraper and bleed it and bleed the entire surface around her vagina. There were insects in many places, so I shaved off all the lush pubic vegetation. Having smeared all the wounds with a special ointment, I woke the girl. By that time, I had already shoved her into a sleeping bag, and put on my woolen socks, for a better warm. With one hand, I supported her head, I began to drink her brew. She immediately fell asleep as soon as I laid her on a bed of spruce paws. Further movement of the neck was useless, and I also began to prepare for bed. This night, for the first time in many years, after a divorce, I began to have erotic dreams. I dreamed of this girl I did not know, even her name was not known to me. Only in a dream I looked at her figure. Even despite the terrible wounds and thinness, she was damn charming. For this usually goes a herd of men, and me with my face there just to do something, not to mention the age. In the morning, I made my first tea with herbal tea, flavoring it with lamb. After tea, the girl fell asleep again. And I went hunting. I had a small-caliber rifle. It was only an hour later that I put several forest pigeons on a small animal. This sweet girl, the care of which I took upon myself, needed an intensive diet. And after an hour in the pot stew of pigeons cooked. I had to wake up the girl again. This time she was already eating consciously. After eating the soup, she began to ruffle somehow, I asked her, but she only blushed all over, and tried to get up, well, she immediately fell on the bedding. I understood everything and took it like a fluff, carried it into my hands in the bushes. She was like a little girl. Total shy and afraid. But nature took her and she finally peed. I pushed her and carried her back. Now she did not fall asleep immediately, and only now we met. Her name was Anyuta, she studied at the fourth year of the institute. She had one friend who died during their wanderings in the forest. They were even going to get married after college. While she was chatting, I began to treat her wounds. Now Annie was not ashamed of me anymore and I was able to rub the ointment well into the wounds. She was born like a cat, because in five days. The wounds on her have already healed, her hand did not hurt. And although she was already getting up, but the disease had knocked down all her strengths and therefore I did not dare to move on. As on the first day, I rubbed the remains of the ointment into her body. It seems to be no longer needed to do this. But touching this lovely girl, I got incomparable pleasure. I rubbed all her hidden places. For a long time I rubbed breasts and nipples, and they swelled and hardened from this, for a long time I massaged my pubis, and the upper part above the very entrance to the vagina. Then he went over to his hips and continued to massage there. It was evident that it brings her no less pleasure than me. But she perceived all this as a necessary procedure for her speedy recovery. Even the fact that I shaved her crotch, she took it calmly. If necessary, it is necessary. She also continued to sleep naked, in my sleeping bag, not even embarrassed me during the examinations. I was for her, something like a kind doctor who should be listened to and trusted in everything. Fearing to get lost, she even spent her need not far from me, so that I could see her. She was afraid to let me get food. And around, I had already dug up all the roots and killed all the edible birds, though it was every little thing that the good commercial bird did not come across. I had to go ahead. We moved slowly, making five kilometers a day. Although it was to go quite a long distance.In normal condition, I passed through fifty, and now we are trudging around. Annie now and then stopped and asked to rest. There was still a strong weakness. Two weeks passed since I met Anyuta. She's already prettier. The wounds had almost healed and turned pink. But still, it came to us as a habit, I smeared before bedtime ...