1. Three and two. Chapter One: Hike!
  2. Three and two. Chapter Two: Expedition Weekdays
  3. Three and two. Chapter Three: Retreat is a type of maneuver
  4. Three and two. Chapter Four: Plans for our piles
  5. Three and two. Chapter Five: Stuff-Dryuki
  6. Three and two. Chapter Six: The Siege - the action is not quick, but interesting
  7. Three and two. Chapter Seven: NLP in Russian
  8. Three and two. Chapter Eight: Our small town
  9. Three and two. Chapter Nine: The Male Shredder
  10. Three and two. Chapter Ten: She is no longer a virgin
  11. Three and two. Chapter Eleven: On the knot!
  12. Three and two. Chapter Twelve: And who is here with us, slave?
  13. Three and two. Chapter Thirteen: The Master Slave
  14. Three and two. Chapter Fourteen: Four and One - Five
  15. Three and two. Chapter Sixteen: The New Year is na in the chorus

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What is sex for man? Of course, you can turn to smart people who write dissertations that few people read, and they, using terms, percentages, statistics, will prove the truth they know about the chemistry of love. But this is not that - not alive, so steamed, dried, and then again missed under the iron pile of words. But it is best to sit down, calm down, move away from the worries of the world, listen to yourself and you will learn a lot of interesting things. During the preschool period, there is no sex, but there is an understanding of the importance of this hidden and incomprehensible adult world. During the school period, sex takes the form of first emerging breasts from your peers, then half-naked women on the beach, and if you consistently go to the secrets of adulthood, then you may have your first experience before the end of school. It will be crumpled, somehow not convenient for both, or what? But he will. And you will understand that sex is not at all what they said in the yard or you saw on the tape.

This is something different, completely different. And this another - joyful, bright, stronger than alcohol, stronger than a parachute jump. Becoming older, you are already bathing in sexual relationships, trying, fantasizing, experimenting. Until you find her - your soul mate. From where you continue your long sex journey. You are open with her, you are not afraid to stumble or appear weak with her. You accept her as she is, and she sees you as she sees. And the older you get, the more important it becomes to emphasize something. Some little thing - the smell, posture, the word knocks out your brains, and you're already rushing with her on this crazy path called sex. But you are already an experienced helmsman and she has already joined you, which is why the end of the journey is pleasant for both. And already there, in the heights, when from below it seems that everything up there is over, sex is transformed into this desire for the sexual sensations of youth. And it is felt much sharper than in his youth. Or something like that. We will live, we learn.

So I thought about sex, waiting for Vika in a cafe. She was late, and I, using this pause, considered our relationship with Lida. They are beautiful - no doubt. But a week passed after our conversation about the possibility of her having sex with a woman, but nothing happened. We ran to work, squeezed, slept at home, joked, discussing the situation with Olga - “I give birth - I don't give birth”. And silence, like Vika, which had remained completely indifferent to me until this morning. But this morning, at the apparatus with coffee, she straightened up, straightened her dress, took a plastic cup out of my hands and, so detachedly, said, “We will sit and talk in the evening.” And now I was sitting, waiting for her.

- Hello! - She appeared in the compartment - all fresh, carrying on itself in this half-gloom an invigorating stream of fresh air from the street. My hair dived on my shoulders, a wave of delicious perfume enveloped me, gentle lips, smacked my cheek, brought a shiver to my knees. - Sorry. Waited for a long time?

- You are ready to wait a long time.“I helped her take off her raincoat, hung it on a hanger, and then on a hanger, such a horned wooden hanger, which obviously had no place in the compartment.

- Thank. - She pulled back her hair, straightened them, showing the bra strap in the opened collar. Again, too, underwear, which was the conspiracy started with her that day. - How are you?

- Thank. - What are you pulling? Although, obviously, you pause. Took a pause - hold, let the client twitch a little. The answer will be awaited with impatience. Any.

- You know, Misha. - She twisted the menu pages, choosing to drink. - Sometimes it seems to me that you play some games.

- Only sexual nature. - A smile should be kind, ironic to yourself. - On the other - not enough time.

- I, by the way, too. - She smiled in response. - But come on about our business. After all, you are still torn to ask me a question - do I agree?

- Right. - Why twist the loop, but confused yourself. She's right and me too. - You understand, it does not burn, but you don’t want it to burn.

- But I have one condition. - She sipped wine, put a glass. Vika saw only dry white grape wine. The rest is sideways. If there was no wine, or it ended, did not drink anything. - And here, I think, there is a problem.

- Oh, how ?! I do not know the conditions, but the problem is already there. - What is she so troubled? What do you want? Of money. She wants money for it.

- You make me a baby. - Vika said it so easy, easy, smiling a little, showing even beautiful teeth.

- What? - I even leaned forward. I misheard?

- I need a child. - She pulled a cigarette from my pack. - A child from you, another man, but a child. But it is better that he was from you. You have a good heredity. - She coughed. It is not good, just like that, immediately, to smoke in an adult way, to a drag. - I need a child ...

- I heard. - It was impossible to interrupt, but there was no strength to resist. - How does this work? You...

- Understand me. - She leaned, brought her face to me. What anxious, mournful, and angry eyes at the same time! Never seen such! - I'm twenty-five, as there is no man, and no. And I need a child. Do you understand? I need a child. “Did she sink into my eyes, or did I plunge into her?” “Without him, I will die.” I will not be a woman. BUT! She lay back, nervously puffed on a cigarette. - I do not understand. The man.

- Why? - I myself wanted a child. And we will have a child. We are working on it. - I understand exactly what u mean. It's like air - it's hard to breathe every year. - I heard this phrase somewhere, I liked it and now I screwed it.

In surprise, she put down her cigarette, tilted her head to the side, began to examine me. It is possible that this phrase made her take a fresh look at me.

“You really want to say ...,” she began.

- What will I make you a child? - I grabbed a cigarette from her, dragged on. - Yes, I will make you a baby. I will do it with pleasure. - Well, who is your tongue pulling? And before Lidka, how will you be then? - But first...

- Of course. - She moved up to me, put her hand on her knee. - First I have to breed her for sex. I understand it. Therefore, tell me more about it.

***

“The siege of the citadel is a complex undertaking associated with many risks.” - So talked one of the men in the department, describing their advances to one girl. We led the siege of Lidkina’s citadel from two sides. Or rather, I began. Vika was preparing to enter at the right moment. The siege was expressed in the preparation of the birthday. One of the guys, just, was approaching a birthday, which it was decided to use to bring his wife and Vika together. Lidka, having heard about her birthday, first twisted her nose, but then changed her mind. Obviously, my arguments worked - why sit in four walls and not have fun? Home-work-home is not the best route. Moreover, it's all on Friday night. Then it will be Saturday, Sunday. On that and decided.

The cafe was noisy, laughed a lot, danced. Vika and Lidka embraced like old acquaintances, and at first, sitting in different places, they only smiled at each other.By the middle of it, they were already sitting next to me, sipping wine, making some jolly chatter understandable only to women. I danced them both. First Lidka, then Vika, then Lidka again. In one of the dances I whispered in my ear Dick that Vika would like to come to visit us. She jerked with a question, but an exhaustive and understandable answer was given to her before him. If it was necessary to clarify the accounting issues, Dick was ready to give any advice and help sort out the intricate grid of accounts, accounting, and so on. But she came to visit Vika faster than her plans.

From the cafe we ​​fell noisy group. But when the time of the “three Ps” came, that is, “bye bye-gone,” it turned out that my legs were cotton, the head was clear, which, to put it mildly, gave and received opposite instructions. The legs went to the right, the head wanted to left. This is when I managed so ...

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