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I want to catch a summer tan and throw my head up, exposing my face to the striking rays. The sun is at its zenith, it burns the skin, blinds the eyes, and I save my eyes by dropping them on the waves. Andrew, grabbing Lena in his arms, turns her around in the water, and she squeals while laughing, cutting the silence of the beach with her sonorous girlish voice. I note that the sun is not the brightest that is now in the whole picture. I know nothing can be brighter than this couple, bathing in the waves. They do not take their eyes off each other, and I admire how Lenkin's golden hair scatters under the sea wind and dig into Andrei's face. At a distance, I feel how his nose absorbs their smell, feels their lips with their lips, confident that the taste of their favorite hair is the best in the world. Lena embraces him with his hands, and I read Andrei's thoughts, his excitement, and, it seems, I join him. I admit that I want to. Envy? In no case. The joy that this guy has found his fate is what I feel. After all, Andrew - my older brother.

- Sasha, go swimming with us! - Lenka shouts to me, and I refuse, it seems to be enough, I bought for now. They come out of the water and flop on a sandy sheet. This weekend we spend together, and I am glad that brother took me with him. I myself lay down on my stomach on the sand, pretending to look at the sea, and sneak a peek at the young couple. Andrei strokes the lying Lenka on the thigh, at the same time kissing the neck, she arches like a panther, throws her head back, closing her eyes ... Affectionate boyfriend. Andrei never shy of me. More than five years older, he was my authority for all my childhood and replaced my father who left us early. After returning from the army, my brother found me already an adult teenager, who still needed his advice and support. In his upbringing. I absorbed everything Andrei told me like a sponge. I admired his strength and self-confidence.

“Fight, brother, fight to the end,” I used to hear his words in the most difficult situations. The fact that Lena chose him, one of the most beautiful girls in our town, seemed to me absolutely fair. She quickly surrendered to his advances, her crowd of fans was left with nothing, and Andrew was able to justly stroke those seductive tanned hips. His hand slowly lowered from the hip to the small gap between the Lenkin's legs — below the swimsuit's triangle, with his fingers it tenderly slides over it. I risk to earn a squint, but I can not miss it, having taken a close look at the game of two lovers. Andrei’s index finger pushes the swimsuit barely off, slightly opening the edge of the bosom, slowly crawls under the fabric, and judging by Lenka’s look, THERE plunges. They are sure that I admire the sea, and I’m from a peeking as if the current runs down my back. Does my brother even understand that I'm peeping? We are separated by several meters, and I suddenly feel ashamed. Helen barely audibly groans in response to the movements of his brother's finger. I feel, as it is poured, hardens from below, buried (fortunately) in the sand my lower male consciousness. I force, driven by the flown shame, take away a look.

- turned away? - Andrew suddenly laughs at me. He understood everything! - Well, in vain.

- Oh, you! ... - heard the indignant exclamation of a girl. Lenka came to her senses, threw back Andrey's hand and with anger smashes her brother with her palm on the back, Andrey continues to laugh at her trick, presses Lena to herself, and they both roll on the beach. I feel the paint of conscience breaking through my tan across my face, my cock cringing, no clue, and I want to fall through the hot sand. And even now I note how beautiful they are, brother and Lenka. The girl leans on Andrei from above, showing me, watching their fuss, his round elastic ass and slender long legs. Once again, in my mind I swear to myself that this is the best that a brother could choose.Soon I note how they, lying embracing, passionately, completely embarrassed me, gently kiss on the lips. A month later they have a wedding. My mother and I will get a daughter in law, and Andrew - a wife.

We spend the day on the beach, swimming and sunbathing, and there are almost no people around, despite the weekend. Suddenly, the noise is heard, as if repeatedly intensified by a swarm of bees, and a flock of motorcycles drives into the beach. One of the drivers drives up to us and throws back the glass of the helmet, showing a slippery, impudent smile. And without an open helmet, we recognized him immediately. Shah!

It was one more subject. The same age brother, the dude was spinning in all sorts of criminal get-togethers, was in circles with criminals and other dark elements, and now he has broken our rest with his retinue, a group of young guys. Once he needed the same thing as Andrei, more precisely, the same MOST. Helen.

She abandoned his courtship until Andrei, who had returned from military service, appeared in her life. Lena replied to her brother in return that the Shah could not help himself out, and he began to act more decisively. Andrei did not make the answer wait, and the dispersed Shah was overturned on the asphalt near the city club, where, one evening, he and his brother tried to “wrestle with him about Lenka.” He did not take into account the training of Andrew in the landing troops, nor the fact that he would not give his girlfriend to anyone. Brother was a real man. Warrior. My example to follow.

- Hello, landing party! Helen, hello! - Shah replied with goodness.

- And to you, hello, Shah, - calmly, but abruptly, preparing for any alignment, rising from the sand, answered Andrei. Lena did not say anything, turning her gaze to the horizon of the sea.

“Don't be nervous, Andryukha,” said Shah merrily. - I heard you got married got together?

“Exactly,” my brother said coldly. Shah, a man with a criminal name, will never be on the list of friends of his brother. Andrew is a man with principles. And even more so, he will not believe that an unsuccessful opponent can become his friend.

“Well, congratulations,” Shah announced, without removing his trademark smile from his face.

“Still have time to congratulate,” Andrei responded. - A whole month before the wedding.

“Then it's nice to rest,” said Shah and got off the motorcycle. He was definitely not going to leave us.

Shah with the company undressed and began to swim nearby. I felt negative energy, like a wave emanating from their side. Andrei and Lena pretended or did not notice their presence. I saw out of the corner of my eye how this type, Shah, examined the slim figure of Lena. With a greedy, like a predator, desire in the eyes. Obviously not the one who forgets the loss.

Shah's company spread a blanket, quickly throwing a snack on it and spilling wine. Helen refused to invite them to stay with them, but Andrei, in a peaceful mood, said:

- Let's go, sit with them for a bit. We are not afraid and do not disdain. Invited - respect.

So we were in this company, and Shah and Andrey even persuaded Lena to sip their wine. It sounded "who will remember the old" from the Shah, and Andrew and Lena, and I, relaxed. We talked. A wide variety of topics were discussed, and Andrei and I, heated with young wine, animatedly participated in a conversation with this random company for us.

The seashore in our area was littered with rocks of very different heights. Here we are talking about the rock, located very close. Amazing, absolutely incredible form, it was called the Moon. From the side, the rock looked like a curved crescent and was a true creature of nature. Everyone knew that it was almost impossible to climb on it because of its uncomfortable shape. And if you are not a climber with the appropriate tools and training, you could only admire its pristine grace and height.

“On the top of the cliff, a flower of radiola grows — a rare one,” one of the Shah's boys said. - The only one in these parts. There is a bike that the one who will break it and give to his girlfriend will be with her all his life.

I heard this legend. About her we were told at school. Pink radiola is really the rarest plant for these, and not only for these places.The flower is beautiful, and if you come closer to the rock, you can see its petals at the very top. So bright and so out of reach for the local guys. None of those present ...

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