Andrzej became interested in Angelina, but she soon abandoned him, then I introduced him to my classmate Lucy. Lucy was a little konopushchnaya maid, but Andrzej doted in her and fell in love to the very little one. By the way, Sasha studied in another school in the same class with Zhenka, but not in where Vika and Dandelion studied.

With Sasha, we knew each other from our very young nails, from the very kindergarten. But between us ran a little gray cat called Lucy, or rather, it was more interesting for them together, the third one was superfluous, and this, of course, was me.

We communicated with Valerik practically only at lessons. He is addicted to vodka. And once, while drunk, he slept with his cousin, and on the eve of her wedding.

“She pulled me on herself,” the friend complained.

- Why is the groom weak at the front? - putting a different meaning in these words, I asked.

- How should I know? I did not ask.

- So how? It was fun?

- No, it's nice ... - after a pause, Valera said, - I would like to try someone else.

“Search and search,” I issued a clever maxim, “and they will give you ... and then they will catch up and they will.”

“Haha,” a friend laughed, “for sure!” Do you like a love front?

“Not yet,” the lover hero frowned, “my shells do not fit under their barrels.” Not that caliber appears, - having recollected one whore, I said.

***

Spring is coming. Young people have oily eyes. The girls slowly but surely threw off their heavy winter clothes, gleaming with their charms, clouding their fellow practitioners with their brains. Duma pupils were not about school, but about how to fill up some girl from a class in a secluded place. At home or on its territory. Many told their dreams out loud, right in the classroom, sitting in the back desks. And they spoke loudly enough that the object of their attention heard meticulously what they were talking about, but pretended that it did not concern her. One touched. Before the exams she disappeared. I met her by chance on the street. She was already thoroughly pregnant. When she saw me she blushed a little, but she stopped. We greeted, talked about this and that. Lyuba, that was the name of the future mother, was a round student. Passing the exams bypassed her for a well-known reason, and her future spouse, a notorious bully and Losers, finished school with a grief in half for three, went to work.

- When the wedding? - I asked

- They planned for autumn, - Lyuba smiled, - you are invited, then I myself will spread the invitations to everyone.

It seemed to me that my peers had matured, and I remained a little boy with a slingshot. It bothered me a bit. I decided to find the one and only, to walk with her along the avenue to the envy of many friends, to demonstrate that I am now also an adult guy, and I have a passion with which we will soon connect my destinies forever, until death do us part. Deciding to do this completely and irrevocably, I went to the World. But there were so many! Small and tall, thin and not very. I was not averse to making acquaintance with a little fat. Eyes just run away from the splendor of the legs passing by me, ass and bust. And what were their little faces ?! I wanted to kiss their lips, cheeks and necks without getting tired.

But besides the outer shell, there was to be an inner world. How to see it? I did not know and then I became acquainted. Rings from the glass are still out of fashion. Soon my hands were hung with rings, like those of a gypsy baron. On some fingers were two and even three. It was as if I was competing with someone in a pickup truck. However, there was no such word either. Yes, and my pickup ended in nothing.The offended innocence took away her ring, choosing it from a brilliant splendor, and angrily told me that I was a bastard, a scum and a very bad person. And what could I do? I did not record and did not photograph them. I'm just not confused. Once I invited two at once to the same place at the same hour. The girls were very angry with me and were even going to beat me, but having learned that I could not give them the change, they refused from this noble idea. But then they became friends and what came of it you will soon find out, my dear readers.

Having distributed all the rings, I chose a slightly different tactic. In youth, your humble servant was a good photographer, and they even wanted to take me as a traveling photographer after the eighth grade. However, I abandoned this idea, considering photography, rather, a hobby than the main life specialty, and went to work in a bakery. But this is another story, and it has long been written.

***

Bela spring, it smelled of summer. Girls, girls, women happily wandered through the streets who where. I, armed with the camera "Sharpy-4" and ten cassettes with 32 film, full of hope not only nature, architectural sights of the city, but also its beautiful representatives, wandered around the nearby neighborhood not far from my home.

Two hot beauties floated towards me. One was a nice brown-haired woman with amazing forms in all places. An inquiring mind glowed in her eyes, and at the same time a kind of authority. Her friend with straight long blond hair and blue eyes, like the blue of the sky, was very similar to Svetlana Svetlichnaya from the acclaimed domestic blockbuster "The Diamond Hand". Remember the moment when a button comes off her bra and breaks a floor lamp, and Svetik shouts: “I'm not guilty! He came to me himself! ”? This scene was very erotic. I immediately presented a blue-eyed girl in a negligee and even without a bra. Having come up with the girls, I opened my mouth to enchant them in full, but the brown-eyed brown-haired woman did not let me say a word.

- I know your name is Yura. Guess what my girlfriend's name is, we let you take ten pictures.

“Each ...,” remembering another film about the three unlucky blockheads, I corrected it.

“Each, both,” the brown-haired woman agreed, “I'll give you ten attempts.”

Looking around, I asked them to go to the public garden by which we passed.

Sitting on a bench in the middle of the girls, I suddenly remembered when I saw the profile of a brown-eyed girl, that her name was Victoria. In the fall I met them in a cafe. Then her friend was Angelina future girlfriend Andrzej. But not this time. The new girlfriend was just like hair color and nothing else.

- Why don't you ask what will happen if you do not guess? - slyly narrowed her beautiful eyes Vika.

- And that will be? - the guesser asked. - What should I do?

“Give her cheek and have sex with her in the ass,” the blondie's friend said plainly.

She said it as if I would have to do something completely out of the ordinary, smiling at the same time. I was shocked, dumbfounded and was not at ease.

- Fuck! - I said rounding my eyes and turned in the direction of the blonde:

- And how do you feel about this?

“I will do it with pleasure and I will try very hard to make you like it,” she smiled sweetly, finally giving voice.

- But why? Why?! - I asked Victoria.

- She is guilty and should be punished! - Victoria's face acquired an evil and domineering expression - we chose you. You are the best fit for this. You are honest, fair and swear that you will never tell anything to anyone. Well, what, our conditions are accepted, a bet?

“Bet,” I agreed.

After all, under any conditions, I was the winner. Of course, I did not guess the name of the blonde.

- You lost, - Vika smiled, - her name is Vitalina or Vit. Where we are going? For you or me?

- To you, - I quickly answered, - I have a sister at home.

“Well,” said the dark-haired woman, “I have no one at home.”

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