Nonka noisily dissected the chlorinated waters of the pool with a stately body. Her breaststroke admired men, and the sky-blue color of a swimsuit (turquoise), obtained in the historical mines of the provinces of Iran, the envy of women.

Not having slept, with tearing inside, offended and pouting, like a child, she washed off her cowardice with water.

- You have to be strong, Nonna. Just think, not everything in life develops as you want. But look how the evening is unusually beautiful - blue-raspberry-golden with green lining. Again, nature in purple and gold, Pushkin's prophecy comes true every year, this cannot be taken away - once and a strong wave over the water with a bronze tan.

- Can romantics want, like girlfriend Marinka, ahi-ooh, lyrics? Somehow boring, even take a part-time job in psychiatry. You will spend the whole evening with an autumn aster in your teeth on the bench, listening to the howls about the poets of the Silver Age ... It's better as it is - two, push off from the side, somersaults and the last five minutes.

Reasoning in this way, she was inspired by the divine spirit, refreshed body with bleach, cleared the brain and floated back into her future, enlightened and illuminated, as if descending a pilgrim in a black down jacket and from Annapurna Mountain in Nepal.

Gallantly rising from the pool on the steps, walking from the hip, proceeded to the shower. Taking off her swimsuit and becoming under the scorching jets of water, wasps biting into her body, she enjoyed the acquired inner peace. Lovingly soaping herself, she considered Malevich’s square, exactly trimmed triangles of local women, as in an art gallery.

After getting dressed and stepping out into the fresh air, I took an iPhone out of my bag, deciding to look through fresh gossip. Saw five missed calls from Oleja:

- Apparently the guitar is burning in his waiting room from Stradivari. SchA will begin to intelligently rassusolivat, fawn and rifmohomopletit, in order in the end to engage in boorish, indecent and impudent sex.

Pointing his finger on the iPhone, sent him his urge to the universe. As if only waiting for her signal, Olezha answered in his ingratiating voice through two dash-dotted horn:

- Nonochka, my sweetheart, I am very glad that I called back.

“What does it mean to be a cultural woman ...” she replied and thought: “Senatorial dances will begin now.”

- I have a delicate offer for you ..

- Like washing Italian woolen merino clothes ...

- My joy, I know that you can move on the move, but stop, think over the offer and give the answer.

- I got up around the maple and all the attention.

- Would you like to pass the evening with four men? - the question is hung in the cellular networks of the web.

- With four godly? - I wanted to add to the mischievous, but knowing the generosity of Olezhi and her endurance in sex, she wondered for a moment about such a delicate question.

- “First of all, Olezha, we have a fuck, he is still a sort of cultural wolf, who has had an anal plug corked. Secondly, there will be someone from his high-ranking cancer friends who are excited by ustry and jerking interspersed with crouching to their chest. Well, two visiting businessman. Although this is a moot point, I’ll put it on black, which is basically for them the media organizer will invite me. ”

“Nonna, did you stumble over there?”

- Yes, about your massive fall. Good. When is Sabantuy being started?

- Tonight. Valera will pick you up at seven. In the afternoon the courier will arrive. Wear what I chose for you, my insatiable bitch.

Nonka already choked on such impudence.

- Good. I will. I hope you will do me good within the limits of your licentiousness, and I will spend the remaining half a month on the shopping of the mainstream Europe?

- Insult ..

- Ok, - and clicked off.

At home, having tasted the dishes - a salad of vegetables and borsch, fell on the sofa with the book of Marquis de Sade, Theresa the Philosopher. De Sade has always been touched by her literary expressions and undisguised distortions beyond the limits. “For a few seconds, the man’s arrow is driven into the woman’s quiver. Animal pleasure caused by friction of the genitals prepares the eruption of the seed. " How lovely.

In general, being in virtual sex with the abbot, she was torn out of him with a lightning-fast impetuous ring at the door.

On the threshold stood a courier with a big and a small box on a big one, and smiled in his white-toothed mouth. Having signed the receipt, Nonka introduced good into the house and slammed the door with her foot in front of the face of the waiting bribe. She knew that Olezha gave a good tip, enough for a freezer in a cafe, and for a movie ticket. Well, maybe it will remain on the bottle of Budweiser.

All the grief of impatience, cutting silk ribbons with scissors, leaving them no chance for a second life: tie up a stocking full of onions, tie a cheerful silk rug, like in the DIY magazine for 1995, spring number, by the way, or weave Kupala's holiday in the black hair.

The first was a small box. It contained a chic black silk garter belt and thin black stockings without elastic.

- I'll put on my lips with red lipstick. There will be two colors of hard sex: red and black.

In the second, there was a black dress with straps and thin heels. Hurriedly, Nonka dressed him and admired herself in the mirror. It seems to be simple and ordinary, it looked on her stylish and sexy, making it a fatal beauty and nothing else. The dress flowed to the knees, emphasizing everything beautiful in it; - big juicy breasts, reared with sharp nipples, looking into the future, hips, grabbed the dress in their arms and giving life meaning, can in places hope and purpose. Behind a large neckline to the lovely rounded hemispheres, revealing a view of the dimples. Ass as if blinked while walking, expanding the boundaries of the male imagination.

- Yes, kapets, what I am beautiful. I WAS BEHIND IN DREAMS, ionized. Can shed a tear about this? - she increasingly liked her reflection in the mirror. She tapped her tongue and sent herself a kiss.

At exactly seven o'clock, Nonka fluttered out of the door like a butterfly made from a pupa. She was so beautiful and so fragrant that the blood-sucking mosquitoes fell dead on the asphalt, flies lost their faceted eyes in flight and were guided by autopilot when landing in the basement, their heads on the benches froze in the bogolese poses, and snapped jaw prostheses from despair, stinging joyful prows. that in their youth they did not give everything to them and were swaggering from "dynamo".

Jumping into the interior of the Range Rover, greeted the driver, Nonka closed her eyes and throughout the entire road to the Oleja house, hundreds of thousands of pictures of debauchery were rushing through her head. She was not distracted by the silent operation of the engine, the blurred neon shining of the city and the stops at traffic lights.

Arrived. The driver opened all possible doors on the way of the procession of the charming woman, passing the lady forward, apparently instinct worked. Baba first in the cave.

He took off her coat, and Nonka marched into the living room.

The men were all assembled. Four, as expected.

- "Fantastic Four". So who is the Torch Man (FUCK AL)? Where is the Creature? She called out, but did not give a look and lifted the edges of her lips in a happy smile.

Olezha jumped up from his chair, ran up to Nonka and, grabbing the priesthood with his right hand, began to present to those present.

- Nonochka, my soul, meet Alexander Stepanovich, my friend and childhood friend. We have known each other for so many years now that we have no hair left on our head to count those years, oh!

Nonka approached and extended her hand. Alexander grabbed her tightly, like a sailor in the port of a bottle of whiskey, and bringing her to his lips, he kissed her dryly:

- Very glad.

What can I say, he looked impressive. Bald head did not spoil his appearance, but added charm. He was hot, tall and his blue eyes, laughing, enveloped Nonka with the sound of surf and the cry of seagulls at dawn. Dressed stylish, discreet and tasteful. In the right ...