This story happened to one of my acquaintances (we were at the same school then) in 1973, when the era of three-trams, the figure skating hobby and children's military sports games, as well as the terrible lack of nylon tights stood in the yard. Despite the fact that by today's standards nothing much happened then (no one has even banged anyone!), When I found out about it, I was just shocked. Still, the heroes of this “game of doctor” at that time barely made fourteen, and they were quite decent-looking children. And even in spite of the fact that they didn’t get there (and couldn’t get there!), There was a lot of eroticism in this whole story. I didn’t even know that such an exemplary school could have such things! So, to that prom (by the way, really defiantly beautiful for my age), until the prom night, I willy-nilly looked through the prism of what had happened. Although she, I hope, did not know about it ... How did I even know about everything? Well, what can I say ... They do not know how, you see, young people keep secrets! Here I am, after thirty years, I also share them. I think it is now possible. Even the names I leave almost unchanged. What is the point of changing them? There are no others, but those are far away ... So everything is quite authentic. True, I had to add something for word of mouth, but in general everything was exactly as it is written here. So ... "Abrosimova!" - Lyudmila Vasilyevna cried out the first name in a long list of students, and a wary silence hung over the class ... "Abrosimova! Where is Olya Abrosimova? ”“ No, she is! ”- reluctantly said Igor, the girl’s neighbor on the desk. “What does it mean - no? Is it late? ”“ Why is it late? She was not in Russian either! Sick, probably ... "" That's it? Wow! And yesterday I was still healthy as a cucumber ... I almost did not knock down the stairs! - the teacher said, - Okay, let's go further! Agapova ... Belyaev ... Bogdanova ... ”To the theme of the absentees returned at the end of the lesson. All students were given questions to prepare for the quarter control, but they had to somehow pass them on to those who, for one reason or another, missed today's lesson. The teacher began to give orders. “Well, we'll send Tolik Prokhanov to Khotinenko, he lives there ... Sveta, and you go to Larisa Savchenko. Do you know where her house is? Right, near the pharmacy ... So, who else is there with us? Vetkin? Elfimov, can you come over to Vetkin today? Not? Who will go to Vetkin? Are you, Pokataeva? Well, go, go ... Vetkin is a gentle boy, especially when he is sick! ”A mocking laugh ran through the class, since Kolya Vetkin from the lower grades was just different because he didn’t let the girls pass, and generally liked to offend those who more relaxed. However, he most recently treated Zhanke Pokatayeva well. And even once he was noticed in the fact that he gave the girl a coat in the school wardrobe ... “I wonder if anyone will go to Abrosimova?” Igor gave a voice, making it clear that he is not going to go anywhere. However, he only attracted the attention of the teacher. “Here you go to her! - Lyudmila Vasilyevna told him in an orderly tone, “Do you know the address?” Igor never had a house at Abrosimova and, of course, did not know her address. Then the teacher kindly dictated to him from a cool magazine: Yubileinaya Street, 29, apartment 82. It was not a passing light from him, but it was somehow inconvenient to refuse. Still, the neighbor on the desk ... However, although Igor’s plans for today were somewhat different, in his heart he was even glad that he had been instructed to visit Olya. This blonde girl with a mischievous bang and large, slightly mocking, blue eyes he liked for a long time, from the very beginning, even when she had just gone to their school. And even more so now that she has become so beautiful that even tenth-graders were staring at her every now and then.No, of course, in order to visit his classmate, he did not need his teacher’s orders, but it was somehow embarrassing to go to her for a visit just like that, for no reason, on his own initiative. Now he had a formal reason for such a visit, which at least relieved him of the risk of being ridiculed by his friends. I must say that despite the fact that secretly sighing for the beautiful long-legged Olga was considered in the class almost in a good tone in their class, nevertheless, out of 8 “A” boys still openly show their sympathy to any of the girls beware. Some of them had already been taken to the Komsomol, and they, like small children, still continued to recklessly pull out girls' briefcases, pull their braids and tear up their skirts, not thinking that their more developed peers had long been in need of something else. .. The boy, who dared to openly show tender feelings for the girl, and, moreover, achieved reciprocity from her, was immediately ostracized by his less fortunate comrades, who immediately found a lot of flaws in the subject of the recent secret adoration. In addition, for some reason, Igor thought that he had little chance of counting on the favor of such a charming creature as Olga Abrosimova, not much like anyone else. Obsession has never been the hallmark of his character. So, he didn’t suggest himself as a friend to his pretty neighbor, although he willingly helped her to solve checks and, on occasion, let her write off her homework. He did this, however, although voluntarily, but not by building special illusions. After all, the fact that she was sitting with him at the same desk now was a matter of chance, and not of her conscious choice. Well, in fact, who is he? A plain hlyupik with thick glasses ... He learns, let's say, well, and plays chess well, but all his advantages seem to be exhausted. And she ... She is, after all, the most beautiful girl of the class, all the boys admit, not he alone! And studying, by the way, is also not so bad. Especially when she has time for it. Because she has been seriously engaged in figure skating since the age of six, and last winter she even won a prize at some important competitions. She was then even caught a glimpse on TV! Olya was rolling on the ice in a short fitting dress, fearlessly flashing naked ass in front of spectators wrapped in coats and fur coats and was so heavily made up that she looked like a very grown-up girl. Igor did not even recognize her immediately, but when he did, he could not tear himself away from the screen. She then all school so jealous! Where is he here ... And yet, in spite of everything, Igor's heart beat in some desperate hope when he pressed the doorbell button. If he knew, what an extraordinary adventure his visit to a classmate would turn into! The door was opened to him by Olya herself. “Aaah, is that you? - she stretched out from the doorway, quickly looking at the guest from head to toe, - What are you to do? “I ... this ... I was asked by Lyudmila Vasilyevna to come in ... What did you not have at school today?” “I went to the hospital! - Olga answered dryly, - And tomorrow I will not be either, you can give her that way! "" Sick, or what? "" Like that ... Anything else? "" Yes ... I have here ... In general, I brought you here ... "" Listen, maybe you still come in? - Olya interrupted him, - And then she is blowing from the street! ”Having let Igor in, she closed the door behind him and stood opposite, leaning against the wall. Now Igor looked at his classmate with curiosity. He, who was accustomed to seeing Olya from childhood only in school uniform (the case with the TV was not counted), had the first opportunity to watch her, so to speak, at home. Olya was standing in front of him in a short sleeveless house dressing gown, and Igor immediately noted to himself that her legs, just like a figure skater, were simply amazing! True, he had noticed before that at school Olya preferred to wear a shorter uniform, but still not to that degree. If she knew about the upcoming visit of Igor, she probably would have put on something more decently, because that robe that ...