It all started at the University, where she studied in graduate school after graduation. Two guys worked with her: Dima and Alex. I know that she always liked Dima, although she never admitted it. He was timid, but it was more than replenished by the fact that he was handsome and well developed physically. Lesha - was the usual appearance, but brisk and even impudently vulgar. At that time, Dima started dating a girl (it was a whole event, given his shyness), and Alex has long lived in a civil marriage with his girlfriend. Like any normal guys, they often discussed sexual details, or they tried to talk to them. Quite often, their working company of graduate students (like any other “scientists”) liked to drink in the evenings. Just to relax after intellectual work. It happened - when like: sometimes it cost me some beer, and sometimes the guys took something hot.

That evening, they drank beer. But not simple, but strong (with an increased amount of alcohol). My baby doesn’t like alcohol very much: vodka doesn’t tolerate it - only wine, and of course beer, like any normal, albeit former student. She then called me and asked if I had any plans for the evening, but when she learned that I didn’t have them, she said that she would be a little late. Drinking beer, chatting - they had a common thing, so I did not mind.

Just after our conversation - the guys came back and said that there was no regular beer, and that they even went around all the shops. They had to buy "strong." Irka refused at first, but soon agreed to drink a little “for the company”. The day was difficult and I just wanted to relax.

It was winter outside, but it was warm in their room because the air conditioner was working and even a small amount of strong beer worked on it with the expected effect. They were rather quick to get sick, and, of course, the conversation turned into a course of relations between a man and a woman. No, the conversation was not directly frankly “about sex,” but about how relationships develop, and what place was occupied by that very sex in relationships. Soon, it became so hot that Ira opened the window. The street has long gone dark, it was about 7 o'clock in the evening. Dima said that all feelings and people are in principle sample and the same. Lesha, in his usual manner, immediately spurred on, translating the topic into his favorite course:

- Yeah, the girl's body is also the same for everyone? - and winked at the 3rd breast size of my Irka.

She immediately giggled:

- Infection! She said, and kicked a fist into his shoulder.

Dima hesitantly said:

- Well, then - just the size, we also have not all the same!

By Dima, it was clearly visible that he was somehow foolish, smiling, embarrassed. Even embarrassment could not be called. An obvious hint on a topic to which the development of events may lead. Lesha was going to say something, but Ira was ahead of him:

- You would think that your sizes vary so much.

After these words, even Alex got confused. The fact is that from someone, and from my Irka such was really amazing to hear. The apparent embarrassment of the guys that she watched - spurred. A light fog of alcohol in my girl's head began to dissipate, and she resolutely finished her beer, which immediately "hit" in the head. The guys did not immediately find what to answer, but only one of them giggled. Irka, at the same time, felt excited and having risen - she went to close the window, as it had already become cool. Rising, she didn’t pull back her blouse, and obviously looked away, allowing the guys to look at her figurine wrapped in jeans, and feeling her eyes on her back, arching her back, slammed the window with both hands. Taking the remote from the windowsill, she turned on the air conditioner and turned around. Lesha - just lowered his eyes, and Dima looked away with a sharp look from her priests, as if he was “caught”. For Irka, it looked so funny.

Lesch, who has already come to himself, said:

- And our main thing is not the size, but the quality of service.

Dima immediately added, trying to translate into a joke:

- All on the price list ... that is, on barter.

Irka giggled, but she liked the way they looked when they were embarrassed that she decided to continue. Moreover, this time the thoughts floated so slowly, and the brakes holding it back began to weaken. She said on one note, without thinking too much about every word:

- I don’t know ... If you take girls, then as for me ... well, as one of their representatives: if at night, during sex, instead of one lover, there was another guy, the girl wouldn’t really feel the difference.

Then she stunned herself. But at that moment, Ira felt like an actress who just plays a role. But the guys stared at her like children at the teacher, who had just revealed to them the law, to which she led the entire lesson. Even in the half-dark room, it was clear that there was a flush on their faces. Ira went to her desk to make a louder song she liked. Turning, she noticed how their faces had changed: Dima seemed to be completely lost, or had not yet decided what to say; but Lesha clearly took it as a challenge, and he was frankly not satisfied with those feelings of embarrassment that he experienced. He protested:

- Oh come on! I think I felt! The other size would have been ... - and Lesha, of course, sharpened - Did you not try it yourself?

Irka felt that he whipped her and even outplayed her somewhere. On a subconscious level, she already felt that she had long begun to be excited. Especially because now played Enigma, which she did louder, and under which we often had sex with her. Very relaxing music. Therefore, not going to give up - replied:

“I haven't tried it yet, I'm still so small — she winked at Lesha, who was smiling at her stupidly, looking at her. And without giving him time for a new provocation, she again tried to embarrass: “There is no longer visible the size, but there ...” they agreed you were the same - and winked at Dima this time, which, as it seemed, relaxed a little and removed it from his cargo

Dima exhaled, filled a girl's glass and, taking a sip from his own, said:

- Just to the touch they are not the same.

Irina giggled and tried to embarrass:

“Well, it depends on what“ to grope ”with your hands, then this is one thing ... probably - here she thought“ - what nonsense I am ... guys are sitting, sniffing ... hmm, but what is interesting about them I had never imagined them before ... ”having thought that she felt and realized that she was clearly excited by this conversation, and the pleasant dizziness and dullness of the usual moral attitudes were doing their job.

Lesha, who did not expect such frankness from their shy and correct colleague, decided to slash "from the shoulder":

- Do you think that by touch you can distinguish where "whose"? "

Ira looked away, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Dima lightly hit Lesha on the knee and then, as if making excuses, said:

- Schyas finally embarrass Irka, then he will be offended to walk. She's still small, so listen.

Lesha, of course, did not want to miss this topic, and retorted:

- That okay, little ... lives with a guy already 5 years old, and you think, only kisses?

Irka felt a mixture of unusual sensations ... she already began to understand what the continuation of this topic might lead to, and realized that they were slightly “playing up”. Meanwhile, excitement aggravated by alcohol, availability, atmosphere ... and a mixture of curiosity and excitement flared up in her. In addition, it was after all a word game with Leshka, whom she was able to embarrass for the first time, and also in such a topic. She was just wondering what she could get to. When will stop, what she was completely confident ....