Good day. I want to offer you a story invented by me, but in some things having a similarity with reality. I would be happy both for positive feedback and constructive criticism. And so we start ...

Outside autumn 2013goda.

Hello! My name is Dmitry. I am 24 years old. I live in a small town in the Urals. After graduating from school, I entered the University as a personnel manager, I was disaccustomed to 5 years, I received a diploma with rare triples and was called into the Russian army, served my year in the marines. After returning, I walked a bit and got a job working through my acquaintances at one of the still working plants in the Urals as a HR manager. Guy, I am not an Atlas appearance in appearance, but also not a bun, I did a lot of things before. Now my passion is paintball / airsoft swimming and assembling plastic models. Since childhood, he dreamed of space, star wars, fantasy and other things. I have a girl, her name is Katya, of a wonderful appearance, with golden hair below the shoulder, a good, slightly plump figure, and almost 5 of the size (!) Of her chest, at the age of 19. We meet more than 2 years. She study at the University.

And one of the beautiful days when the snow fell, we went for a walk. Katya and I joked merrily and laughed. The snow crunched pleasantly under my feet. Thoughts soared about quick holidays and pleasant pastime.

- What is your favorite? - Kate asked me.

- About fast holidays, about you. - I replied looking at his beloved and her breasts that "went in front of her."

- And that, everything is fine with us - Katya answered me, following my gaze. - Do you have there? How are you?

“Tolerantly ...” I lied, for any thought about her breasts led me to a wild riser. - But with your studies and my work, it began to be missed ... You ... They ... - by running your hand over her chest.

She did not remove my hand. We kissed tightly and went for a walk on. They played snowballs, laughed, had fun, and when they realized that it was getting cool, they went the opposite way. By the way, we lived separately, I with my parents, and she with hers. I went to her house and drink tea, that would warm up (well, not only tea, I was hoping to warm up, which is really true to heart). It was already dark, the benefits were not far from the collective gardens, and the road was always clean.

Come, look around, suddenly Katya stops me.

- Look, what is it there?

I followed her gaze. In the forest at a distance of 50-70 meters from us a light bluish light burned.

- I do not know, maybe someone dropped the phone? Such an old old one who has a square display and blue screens. - I replied.

- Come see? - suggested Katya.

- Come just under the feet look honey.

We made our way easily, since the snow was the first and there were no snow drifts, although the moonless evening did not help ease our way. Reaching the place of the glow, we saw a small locket. Even more likely not a medallion, but a ring on a chain in which a blue crystal was embedded in a color that glowed and extinguished.

- It's strange how it glows. - said Katya.

I leaned over to raise it ... stretched out my hand ... the crystal began to glow a little brighter ... I picked it up and raised it, and stopped ... a bright light appeared before my eyes ... then an image of nature appeared, clean beautiful untouched by a man of nature ... again the light appeared on the mountain next to me, the Bastion, as in the old stories about knights, there was a flag, a bear was depicted on the flag (although I could not vouch for this statement) ... and now I hear the deafening chime of steel ... and a slight hiss ... I see the battle ... with swords ... and the hissing is "the same arrows "... arrows flew in all directions ..." Lord, where am I, what's wrong with me? "(rushing through my head) ... starting to feel myself (everything is in place)" BOOM-BOOM-BOOM "I hear I ... "what is it, am I in armor?" ... "where the hell am I, what is happening here" (I shout to myself) and here I understand that my review has diminished ...I put my hands in my head and feel firmness ... "what is it" ... "I have a helmet on ??? !!!" "Yes what it is" ... then I hear screams ... moans ... I look on the sides ... I see the fight, blood ... I understand that it is hard for me to breathe, I start to take off the helmet (it is strangely easy and professional for me) ... the helmet is removed, the amount of sounds, smells starts to stir me up ... I take myself in hand ... "you just can't stand" ... "but what to do?" ... "where am I?" ... then they push me in the back ... I take a few steps forward, but I keep balance. .. I turn around ... something with an ax flies at me ... I stand I wriggle my hands forward ... again the light ... and silence ...

I look around ... Katya is standing nearby ... I am holding a crystal in my hands ... it almost stops glowing ...

- Well, honey, what is it? - Katya's voice now sounds to me like a bolt from the blue. I shudder, ... get up, ... embrace my girl.

- Are you okay, what happened? - asks Katya.

- Honey, it's not the words to describe, something strange was. Here you take it you will see everything. - I lay a crystal in her hand ... the second two she looks at me ...

- And what should I feel? ... I look at her with dazed eyes ... - Don't you feel anything? Can't you see anything? - I ask excitedly.

- And what should I feel?

I take the crystal in my hand, ... but not what is happening, I squeeze it in my hands, ... or anything ... I close my eyes, ... Nothing! ... "damn what was that?"

- Honey are you okay? - asks Katya in a trembling voice.

- Yes, my love, just something strange. I do not know how to explain it. Okay, it does not seem to be the point. - I say as confidently as possible.

She hugs me tight. I calm down. She looks at her at me and I understand that everything is fine. I put the crystal in my jeans pocket, take her hand, and we go to her house.

When I reached the house, I completely threw thoughts of everything that had happened from my head, and even forgot about the crystal to talk with my beloved. “I HAVE SHOWN, it’s just that the fantasy has been played out, you need to sleep off well, have sex with Katya and everything will be fine.”

Going into the house, we find that she has no one else at home ... we undress, and I go to her room, and she goes to the kitchen to put tea. In my girl's room, as always, clean and tidy. I walk up to the closet to get a hand towel. I open it, take a towel from the shelf, and a shelf below her panties and bras. I go down on my knee, I look ... The red laces I like to see on her most of all, her blue ones are my favorites. Black, translucent, laced, we chose these together in the store ... I looked through a few more of her panties, I notice that there are no white, laced, frank in front ... (interesting idea) so, and bras ... white and blue ... Okay, honey, today you are mine (I think to myself).

I go to my hands bath and come into the kitchen. Katya is engaged in setting the table. I walk up to her from the back, hug, kiss on the neck.

“Why are you caressing like a cat, it would not be harm to marry in the yard,” she says, smiling.

“And cats, not only in March, want petting and love with their favorite cats,” I say, and continue to kiss her neck. She puts her arms around me ... we kiss on the lips.

- Let's drink tea, otherwise I froze very much.

- Come to your room, I will warm you better caress.

- No, tea.

- Come on. If I guess the color of your laundry, we go to a hot shower. Agree?

(a little embarrassed) - Come on.

- So ... You have white panties and a white bra. (I found blue in the bathroom when my hands were washed).

Katya blushes, but she realizes that now she doesn’t get out. And I, therefore, understand that I was right.

- Well, what's the shower? But no, wait, I want to see that I'm right undress right here before the clothes.

- NOT! - Shouts perturbed and blushing Kate. (I forgot to say she is terribly shy with me, but if you start to caress or drag into bed, the constraint is gone).

- Honey undress once lost. - I say in a stone voice.

Katya blushes. Covers off a sweater ....