Alex opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, dimly white in the dark. The windows in the room were curtained, so it was impossible to determine whether it was night now or morning. The recent dream, like a short oblivion, refreshed his strength. Although, if you remember, intimacy with Eugene was not limited to the first time. The young doll appeared to be a very “tasty” girl and actively responding to all Alex's caresses. She seemed inexperienced, but eager to know the innermost secrets of the student. Surrendering wholly and completely.

- Hello, have you already woken up? - in the light of the doorway an elegant silhouette appeared - and I made coffee. Sorry, but did not find the ground. Only soluble.

- It's okay - Alex Zhenechka smiled - I'll go into the kitchen now.

- Oh, and I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed ...

“Well, to bed like that,” Alex generously allowed, chuckling to himself — well, they almost became a master.

Evgenia pulled back the curtains, and the timid rays of the morning sun penetrated into the room, enabling Teleguin to once again enjoy the fragile dark-haired, very beautiful girl. Which by and large accounts was his personal property. Although at this moment Alex did not want to believe, did not want to think that he was facing an android. The word is what is not suitable for such a lively, so sincere, so charming girl. A dream, not a girlfriend ... Dressed only in his long plaid shirt, now Evgenia personified tenderness, youth, a certain shyness and sexuality at the same time

Alex's gaze slid along his slim legs and rose to a hollow between two nice hemispheres, barely covered with a light shirt fabric. Eugene caught his eyes, embarrassed and flushed.

“I want you again,” Alex said, beckoning the girl to her.

- Maybe all the same coffee ...

Although some kind of coffee. No sooner had the pupa come up, as Alex, throwing off the blanket, firmly hugged the girl, drew to him and put his lips to her lips. Unbuttoned, dropped his shirt. And Telegin's hands are already avidly wandering around the silky skin, feeling its elasticity and suppleness. Evil lights appeared in Eugenia’s green eyes. Gently pulling back, she decided to take the initiative. The doll slowly took into his mouth his “little brother” and walked with the tongue through the most sensitive places. Then she slid back and forth with soft elastic sponges, sometimes taking her mouth all the way to the root. Telegin lay still, exhausted from the sweet sensations. But not for long. He currently wanted active sex. Therefore, tearing off Eugene from the fascinating, and what a sin to conceal, enjoyable for him, Alex picked up the girl and turned her on all fours with a gentle demanding movement. The girl, at first having depicted a touchy-confused look, nevertheless understood the maneuver of a dear friend, and appealingly arched her tanned back. Alex hastily attached himself to her from behind and can and went deep into the cracks. Eugene with a moan of pleasure arched to meet him. The doll wriggled so with each of its push, trying to move with it in unison. With the approach of orgasm, Alex stepped up the pace, moving in quick jerks. And here it is - the peak of pleasure! Alex, like a beast, roared, with a force pulled the girl to him so tightly that she could feel the body of her partner shudder.

When the wave of orgasm was heard, Alex with a happy sigh stretched out next to his doll. Eugene seemed to have also experienced a wave of delight. For some time they lay silently, and then Eugene, gently stroking Alex's chest, suggested by the way:

- And maybe I still bring breakfast?

Now Telegin agreed. Eating would not hurt after such a love fight. Damn, just do not fall in love with this lovely doll, ready for it all. It was necessary to remember the wishes of Dr. Shevchenko. Eugene is done, maybe the best of his mentor's creations, but she is still amazing, but a machine. And anyway, it is impossible to believe in it !!!

While in this way Alex tortured himself with reasoning, his new girlfriend and mistress brought a tray of coffee and sandwiches.

She smiled apologetically.

- I prepared everything to be in the fridge. Can I go shopping and buy groceries?

- And not only products - Alex gave her his credit card - Buy yourself what you want from things. Here should be enough ...

- True! - Eugenia's green eyes opened wide, and she happily exclaimed - Anything I want!

“Exactly,” Telegin chuckled casually, “just don't get lost.” Moscow is a big city.

- And I'll take your phone number and call you, if that ...

“Give me yours,” Alex finished off his breakfast and began to dress, “I have to go to work.” Do you get to the center?

- Do not worry ... I know Moscow a little bit - Yevgeny with all her delight reminded us of a really young provincial who got the opportunity of real metropolitan shopping.

“I'll call you for sure — she smacked Alex on the cheek and ran into the bathroom.” And only Telegin remained to admire again and again the fantastic mastery of Dr. Shevchenko.

The weather was good. Due to the early hour, the summer heat has not yet come into its own, so the morning coolness enveloped the metropolis pleasantly. Muscovites just woke up, so the capital was not yet covered with exhaust fumes, turning into real smog by noon. And if Alex was now in his native Priazovsk, he would love to walk. And just to the nearest metro station. Where unlike the relatively empty streets, the crowd was already seething. Indeed, as a rule, ordinary citizens drive to the subway, and even then for the most part from the category of those about whom the natives contemptuously say “have come here”. Telegin, despite his suddenly increased financial situation, also attributed himself to this category. Therefore, travel to the subway was not shy.

- Sergeant Kazantsev! Show your documents? - a figure of a low policeman appeared in front of the train waiting for Alex, probably eager to meet Telegin personally. Using his passport is natural. I must say that this was the first time after Alex's arrival in Moscow, when the capital guards were interested in his documents. Somehow Telegin was even surprised at this fact, since he suspected that his swarthy South Russian physiognomy must necessarily attract the attention of the police. Therefore, he was not even surprised. I put my hand in my organizer purse to get my passport ... But I did not find him there. Only journalistic crust. The problem with the policeman he decided easily, presenting this same crust to the sergeant, instilling the policeman that this was his passport. And everything inside is fine. The policeman saluted and lost interest in the person of Telegin. But Alex wondered - where is his passport after all? At home, he could not forget him ... Mentally scrolling through recent events, Alex almost swore aloud. What an idiot he is! How could he leave his passport with the operative in the hospital! After all, this is evidence that can attract the attention of law enforcement agencies to his person and his activities. One reassured - he erased in the minds of all those who were not present at the place of the release of Irina's pupa, all the memory of these events. But to find an operative, and it was necessary to pick up your passport.He did not immediately decide how to do this, but at the same time he figured that it would be better for now to do without the help of his mentor. He resolved his problem himself. And perhaps we should start with the hospital.

But Dr. Shevchenko’s traditional morning call changed his plans somewhat.

- Hi Alex! How do you like my gift?

Telegin remembered the cute doll Zhenya ...

- This girl is just super! - he replied with great gratitude

- So - I pleased ... Now, today - the voice of Sergei Anatolyevich, without losing affability, has acquired a businesslike tone - you don’t have to come to the office. In the next few hours, you need to meet with Elena Radchenko. This is my only model, which, having a real owner, ...