Damn, well, what she was still terrible. I looked at her and could not believe what I got into. Well, wih, well done. He cooed with Lena on the adjacent armchairs. Helen was a sweetheart. Face, hair, figure, just from the picture. Why, who will tell me why pretty ladies always have scary girlfriends? What would look like stars on their background? I do not know, Helen and without her ugly (God, ugly, fearful!) Girlfriend could shine Aki sun. Maybe beauties just feel sorry for such failed girls? BUT? Or are they really girlfriends from ancient times diapers and children's sandboxes? I do not understand.

In a word, I was sitting next to Lenochka’s friend, looked at her, looked at Lenochka myself and kept thinking, what asshole I was in. And I had a very difficult task. This evening it was my duty to be the gentleman of Mademoiselle Natalie. Yeah, it was Natalie. You see, we did not respond to another name. That's awesome!

Helen categorically did not want to go to the evening rout without her dearest and faithful friend. And the boy Zhenya, concurrently my best karefana, has lost his head, I want Lena and that's it! You might think there was no one to want around, this is on the Black Sea coast then in the month of July !!! Wherever you look, there was a sea around, well, of course Black, but also a sea of ​​girls! As I persuaded him, as he begged, spit, spit and forget. Vaughn, for example, in the third building, which Madame lived from the glorious city of Norilsk, just peaches. A group of students from the pedagogical institute? These crooks, blue stockings, but what interesting. How many opportunities for unexpected attacks, how many glorious victories could be gained in unequal battles with morale. Uselessly. Honestly, I did not recognize my sidekick. Okay, it would still be clever, and it was interesting, where there. Helen was a clear descendant of the cork tree. Charming and dumb. I knew that Zheka falls for such. But not now, when we broke out for five days alone, in a real male company.

The evening went on, I continued to get angry, Zheka continued to okhazhad Lena, Helen continued to shine smile to Zhenya, and Natalie (Mama Mia!), Continued to sip cocktails.

- Why are you so sour, Helen upset that you do not pay attention to Natalie? - Jeka sat down with me when the hens flew off to powder the noses.

Once again, the spoken name of Natalie ran a convulsion across my face. I understand, now I hate that name!

- Hey, you, deserved dog, go to your Lenochka.

- Sanya, yes, I see everything, not blind. Natalie is, well, unusual, and ... Play along, well, please.

Slamming ryumashku brandy, I stared blankly at Zheku:

- Yes, and you never explained to me how should I do this ?!

- I teach you something, not small. Take care, start a conversation, dance in the end. You understand everything yourself.

I drank a Coke with a straw and enjoyed it. With every word, Jeka lowered his eyes, uncomfortable dude, I see that you are uncomfortable in front of me.

- Can you describe to me the limits of what is permitted?

My significant tone confounded Zeku even more:

“We, Lenka and I, would stay alone,” the next words were literally spat out, “drag Natalie somewhere.”

As expected, I choked on Coke:

- What? Pull off? Where? In another bar, on the beach, on the bench. Or maybe in bed!? I understood my role, just to make a company.

- Sash, take her away; I have to stay with Lenka alone. And then nothing happens.

- Jeka, - after not long deliberation, I pulled another brandy, - I will help you, of course, I won. But you owe it. Already as much as three times you will owe.

Jeka agrees nodded his head.

- And today you pay for everything.

- Brute bro, bust.

- No shit, you itching for Lena. I can go to the teachers too.

“Okay, I'm crying.”But guaranteed to take Natalie from you.

Again cramps, my poor face:

- I have already invented everything, prepare the air.

Having struck hands, we humbly began to wait for the return of our (well, already ours) girls.

The plan was as simple as a white sheet of paper. Natalie, you had to get drunk. I thought it was not difficult, she had already drained five cocktails. So on her skinny body, another heels to add and you can divert the girl under the white ruchenki, zealously posing as a gentleman. Throwing three things to the bartender, to increase the dose of alcohol in cocktails for the girl Natalie (ugh!), So just in case, I leaned back in the bar stool. And then, my mood has improved dramatically. Now I will water this “beauty”, and I myself will slander students, or maybe Siberians. Ha, ok, the evening has just begun.

Helen and ... Natalie (ehhh!) Landed on their perches.

“Boys,” Helen raised her glass high with some kind of cocktail red mud, “let's drink to our meeting and for this wonderful evening.”

The toast was made with a dull smile in all thirty-two teeth (this is the mouth, Zheka’s blood flowed beside her!), He also supported the toast with a loud cheer. Natalie (yes, where can I put you!) Alaverdi added no less actively, and they all drank together. Nishtyak, my protege cocktail did not pull, saw with whole glasses, the pace of norms, everything goes nishtyak. I decided the approaching resolution of a difficult situation to also note:

- Chef, brandy two hundred.

Two hundred more followed. And then another toast. How did it happen that I was lying down, I do not understand. Actually, I'm strong for alcohol, or so I thought. Yes, no difference. After some time, the expense of which I lost, in the place of the gentleman for Natalie (already in dick) was a dude in snot ready.

I was able to ... Mmm, as there is in the song, I just don't care, but I don't care ... Well, well, God is with her with our pop music. The evening whirled in a drunken stupor. The dances were replaced by drunkenness, the drunkenness was replaced by slugs, then they drank again. In the end I passed out. Yes, yes, naturally so disconnected at the bar. Zheka told me later. I would have stayed at the catering establishment if I hadn’t volunteered to tow my girlfriend to Lenochkin’s room. Zheka told me this too. That's interesting, as I, a healthy guy, was dragged by this hanger with the code name "Natalie" (without comments)? One way or another, I made my promise to leave Kent with his sweetheart alone.

I had a dream, a rare dream in color, with the slightest details. I was lying on the shore of a bay, I did not have any clothes. The life-giving shadow of the gorgeous palm trees covered my body, and such a refreshing breeze from the sea pleasantly blew me from head to toe. The sand was fine, but even he could not hide the easy tread of the approaching person. I opened my eyes, a naked, slim girl was approaching me. In her hands she carried some glasses swaying to the beat with a female breast. I did not see if there was anyone nearby, it was not important, I knew for sure that this beauty was coming to me. She is for me. When she finally got close, I was able to appreciate the amazing view of this goddess from the bottom. Everything was perfect, like the dream itself. She put the glasses next and dropped at my feet. I watched her every movement, every gesture. Here is her slim palm wrapped her cock, he began to swell. The girl bowed her head and took in my rampant organ, which, growing in her mouth, gradually filled it. It was magical. I saw a member disappear and reappear among beautifully defined lips. Thin fingers gently jerked a member, helping my mouth give me pleasure.

Suddenly, the weather, which perfectly complements the picture, began to deteriorate. The sky swiftly clouded over with clouds, the light disappeared and dusk came to replace it. But all this did not stop the girl. She frantically caressed my body, giving herself all without a trace. I was moaning. Never before have I heard myself in a dream, it was the first time and it gave a great reality to what was happening. Fading light, almost nothing is visible, only sophisticated sensations ...