- Oh well! - Eugene hears a reproachful voice and opens his eyes.

Ninel is sitting next to him.

- I slept for a long time? He asks.

- Two hours, no less ... He left us alone ... I imagined that he was really out of modesty, so as not to embarrass me, I retired behind these bushes. But I was sure that I actually found some slot between the branches there and lay to myself admiring my beauty. Well, let it be, I think, because there is something to show ... I took off my blouse, lifted the hem of my skirt and sunbathed ... An hour, another ... I ask about something. And there is no answer ... What's the matter? Get up, go here ... And what do I see? He sleeps like a woodchuck ... And don't you feel ashamed?

- Sorry, for my part it was a big mistake: to lose the pleasure of seeing such beauty!

Zhenya extends her hand and touches smooth skin between her full knees.

“I admit, I was really going to get settled here in such a way as to spy on you.” But, see, it did not work out ... It is a pity ...

And trying to push the palm higher.

“We have to leave,” says Ninel, rising. - So get dressed and go from here.

- What a pity...

- Sorry late. And what about?

- I would like to admire you a little more ... Here you are, undressed ...

- If a little, then still have time ... In order not to tear the skirt and blouse, I will put them on only after we find ourselves on the other side of the barbed wire.

- Perfectly! Go forward, and I’ll admire you in the back for these few minutes ...

- It could be close, but do not restrain yourself so as not to hold on to something, but I do not want to give a bad example to children ...

Zhenya dresses, goes out from behind the bushes, helps her new acquaintances gather and goes back with them. Climbs through a wire fence, takes turns from the hands of her mother’s mother, puts them on the ground and, indicating the direction, tells them:

- You can run there. Wait for us at the railway ...

They look questioningly at mom. She nods their head, passes Wife a skirt and blouse and tries to push one leg into the hole. He puts the resulting from her hands on the grass and helps her overcome the obstacle. When her second leg is on this side of the thorn and she straightens herself, she finds herself in his arms.

“This is no good,” says Ninel, making some movements that should seem to signify if a disagreement, then a reproach. - Everything has its time and place ...

But the kiss does not shy away.

- What pleasure have I deprived myself of! - exclaims Zhenya.

His palms examine her shoulders, shoulder blades. Fingers trying to find the stitches bra. She makes a movement to slip out of his arms, but so awkwardly that his hands are on her hips and instantly slip under the gum of his underpants.

- What are you! - no longer in fake anger the lady cries out and tries to intercept his bold hand.

But he does not have time: his hand, having quickly slipped past the mossy pubic surface, penetrates the gap and immediately jumps out, barely touching the swollen and overly large genitals ... The young man does not even have time to figure out what it is: shameful lips or clitoris . Never had he dealt with anything like that before ...

- Go ahead, catch up with my kids and give me the opportunity to quietly get dressed!

Half an hour later, they slowly descended along Stalin’s downtown to the city center. Talked about how about this. Zhenya felt that his companion did not want to part with him just like that, complaining of boredom because he did not know anyone here, and her husband was always busy in the service ...

“Today he didn’t go for a walk with us, arguing that he needed to sleep off before night duty ... By the way, he would have to hurry home to cook dinner for him, but I don’t want to leave the street - it’s too good on air!

- So go feed him, put the children to bed and go out again ... If you don't mind, then we will continue our walk with pleasure ...

- Are you serious?

- Completely ...

- Need to think...

And then Zhenya hears him being called: on the very same place where the company led by Allah is sitting yesterday, and she, nervously laughing, shouts to him:

- Deceiver! Are you not ashamed? He said that a single and no children ... And those three girls did not fly away, sit with you and probably will not wait until you make them happy with your appearance ...

“How did you not fly away? ...” Zhenya asks, stopping, but not letting Ninel leave him. - How do you know?

- From there? You were just there, thought to find you there, missing ...

- Why did not fly away? Weather like flying, you'd better not think of ...

- They say that Khabarovsk still does not accept until midnight ... Or maybe they are lying, they want to talk to you, beloved, to talk more ...

- That is bad luck ...

And, referring to his companion, explains:

- This is the very girl with her friends I was looking for in the park when I met you ...

“Nice girl,” she replies, “and I am ready to give you up to her, only send us home so that we can finish our conversation ...”

- Wait, All? He asks.

- I do not know ... Again you will deceive ... So you did not answer my question: are these your children?

- And what are lovely! Is not it?

- And how many have you got? From Moscow to the outskirts?

- These are the one and only ... So I will take them home with my mother, and come back here with the hope of seeing you here again ...

- Hope, but now I promise you nothing ...

Waving her hand to her, Zhenya takes Nellie's armpit and continues the interrupted procession.

- Yes, you are here, I see, right like hot cakes! She shakes her head. - Some houses are on guard, others on the street do not give ...

- Today, an unusually tense day turned out to be ... Where do we go next?

- And we have nowhere else! We must go back to turn into my street. I deliberately passed it in order not to interrupt the conversation and agree on something with you ... But, it turns out, you cannot be trusted ...

- With any person this can happen when he is unable to fulfill the promise ... But if you today, by giving me the time and place of the meeting, suddenly for some reason you cannot be there, I will not complain to you .. .

- It is clear, in any case, you play a win-win: there is one girl waiting for you in Stalin, and even a few at home!

- Yes, these girls I have here! I thought it a sinful thing that if you do not dare to take me in, invite you to your evening tea ... But what a bad luck! ... Suddenly, they won't fly away today? And now I’m anxious to think about spare options ...

- You will have time to think about them ... Exactly at midnight, if I look out the window and see you standing under the lamp of this pillar, I will go down to you and we will continue our walk and conversation .. Well? ... And if I can't - if anything can happen - do not seek it ... How can I find you then?

Zhenya writes her office phone on a piece of paper and, after being sorry, leaves ... As he expected, Alla does not appear on the spot ... Proud ... I did not wait ... I left somewhere with my friends .. What to do in the remaining almost six hours? ... We'll have to go home ... I suppose, among the Poronai girls, if they haven't flown away, there is something to eat ... After all, the whole day a piece in your mouth is not ...