The November rain fell from the sky. Maneuvering between the puddles, I walked down the street, towards the uncle's house. I went to him to talk about the future fate of Tatiana Viktorovna. Recent events have pushed me on this risky move. The risk was that in case of failure, I could lose regular sex with my teacher. In the case of luck, to gain full control over it, and sole possession. And if I didn’t have any problems with control, then with possession everything was not as easy as before. The other day, shamefully sitting in the closet, I put the question roughly - everything, or nothing.

Uncle was sitting in his office, and read some documents. I went in and asked him if we could talk. My uncle told me to sit in a chair, and waited a bit. Having finished with the documents, he took off his glasses, and asked what I needed. Stumbling a bit, I began to circle around the bush. First of all, I remembered that my birthday was coming up soon. Uncle had no children for understandable reasons. Therefore, he often penetrated me with his fatherly love, and indulged in gifts. For example, when I was small, he gave me a huge railroad, and when he was a little older, a cool bike. All the boys envied me.

Speaking of birthday, I hinted to my uncle that I would like to receive a specific gift. And that only he can give it to me. Uncle was intrigued:

- Listen, Anton, I do not even know what to give you at that age. How old will you be?

- Seventeen.

- Well, already big. Maybe a motorcycle?

- It would be cool! - indeed, it would be cool if it were not for Tatyana Viktorovna, - but I want another?

“Well, I won't give you a car.” At least for now.

- Yes, I also do not want the car. There is another.

- And what? - he looked at me with an inquiring, piercing look, - speak.

- There is such a thing ... in general ... I want a woman.

Communication with Tatiana Viktorovna, obviously went to my advantage. Half a year ago, I could not even imagine what I would say to my uncle. He was apparently surprised too. He smiled for a moment, and became serious again.

“Ah, that's it,” he said, and laughed. And it was a good sign, I realized that I was one step closer to success. Uncle rose from his seat, and began to walk around the office. Apparently, he thought hard. Stopping at the window, he looked at me:

“You understand that this is a serious conversation,” he added, as if to himself, “he wanted a woman.”

- I understand, but uncle, you yourself said that I was already big. So you can?

- It is, of course, so. But...

- I do not need a prostitute, if you're talking about this?

Uncle looked at me respectfully. Apparently, only now he caught up with what he was already talking with an adult kid.

- That is, you offer me, go to the disco and take off your little girl?

- Yes, I can take a little chick myself.

Probably, my uncle got confused. He came closer to me and sat down next to me in the chair.

- Then what do you want? Do not darken. Say, what have you got there?

- In general, I need a specific woman. And only you can help me. Half a year ago, my father sent me to you to pick up a box with things. You were not there, they told me to go to the second floor, and there I took what I needed. I got up, and saw a crutch and someone else raping a woman. I then thought it was some kind of prostitute.

I faltered a bit, collecting thoughts into a fist. I got nervous, and my palms were covered with sweat.

- May be. Well, go on.

- In short, she is not a prostitute; she works as a librarian at my school. Her name is Tatyana Viktorovna.

- Hmm ... maybe you cheated Che?

- No, I didn't. She was forced to work at a school, because as her husband, you lost a lot of dough in your cards. After disappeared somewhere, and she is now paying for it ...

My uncle even changed his face, and looked at me in such a way that, despite the fact that he was my uncle, I felt uneasy. And now, I was on the verge of failure and complete failure. Tense pause dragged on. Uncle grinned, and shook his head.

- Oh, I remembered that slut. Yes. Good bitch, - said uncle, and lost in thought. Thinking a little added - well, and then what?

- Well, then, I found out everything, and spread it for sex.

- Stop! Not understood. If you spread it, what do you want from me?

It seems that the danger has passed, and I felt that luck was on my side again. Well, the most difficult part of the conversation was behind, as I thought. It remains to develop success.

- I understand that she owes you money. And until you pay off, it will serve as a bedding for your boys. And I want it to be a litter just for me!

“Oh, how clever you are,” my uncle stretched out in a contented smile, “a quick one.” Well done.

Uncle again fell into the Duma. This time he thought for a long time that I was even bored. Finally, he spoke.

- You understand that the amount there is not small?

- Yes, Uncle, then I do not need anything else. No motorcycle, no car, I ...

“So, quietly, do not interrupt the elders,” Uncle looked at me sternly, and continued, “She is a good bitch, and costs a lot.” But it's not about the money. You know I don’t feel sorry for you. Just think about your father, and what will happen if he finds out? This is the first. The second. If this bloke, her hubby, wants to take her back? And God forbid, you will be found together. Then school, garbage! Have you thought about this?

“Yes, I thought,” I readily dismissed, “Father will know nothing.” I am very careful. She doesn't know anything about me. With my husband somehow figure it out. No wonder I went to karate for five years. I will finish school in half a year. And after half a year I will leave to study at the institute. Maybe she will bother me, and I will leave her. But during this time, she will teach me a lot in bed, so that later on in front of the girls not to be dishonored. And not only that, she, all the same, the teacher ...

Uncle silently got up from his chair, and began to walk around the office again. Then he went, sat down at the table. Wore glasses, and continued flipping the paper. I stared at him in mild bewilderment:

- So what did you decide, uncle?

Uncle slowly turned over another sheet of paper, and slowly, said?

- Okay. Persuaded. Let it be your way. Tomorrow Crutch will arrange everything for you.

For joy, I already jumped up from the chair, with words of gratitude I rushed around the office until my uncle kicked me out. Then I ran down the street, slapping through puddles, rejoicing in my happiness. And the rain, though intensified, seemed to me so pleasant.

The next day, in the library, I had a short conversation with Tatyana Viktorovna:

- Are you free today?

- Not really. They promised to come these two. Two days in a row go, wear out already.

- I think they will not come.

She smiled sarcastically.

- And if they come?

- I hide in the closet.

- Maybe all the same let's come here after class?

- Not. We go to your house. This is decided. Everything.

At parting, I kissed her and left the library. Near the school, on the road, there was a machine of Kostylya. I got into it, and agreed with him that at three o'clock, he would wait for me here. After the lessons we drove with him around the city. He still had to call in a couple of places for. Therefore, he threw me to her house, and he said that he would be in an hour, and went to solve his affairs. I went to the teacher, she was alone. Hurry was not where. First she fed me, and then we went to the bathroom together. Often, after bathing together, we fucked right in the bathroom. But not at this time.

The doorbell rang. Tatyana ...