Zoe approached me and whispered in my ear. “Well - is it time for us to see your dad in all its glory? We go ashore? ”

I nodded. Stepping ashore, we turned on our men. Their pals were reared.

“What was required to prove,” Zoya chuckled in a low voice, so that the men would not have heard. Then she continued with a sly smile: “I’m wondering which of them should be on whom of us ...”

- Well, my dad is obviously on you, - as it is imperceptibly for myself, I switched to “you” with Zoya.

“Are you sure about that?” You are the only one of us who still remained in shorts - and this now looks very provocative for men.

Smiling, I said nothing. Only we settled down to sunbathe the four of us on two beddings, as the new yacht of naturists embarked on a course on the starboard side of ours. A man from the yacht (and he was the only one on the yacht in swimming trunks) shouted to us: “Have you come out of Yeisk long ago? What weather was passed on for the next three days? ”Dad told him that the barometer drops from 778 to 4 points and nothing will change in the next three days, and on the 4th day the wind can change without calm from north to west. We thanked the yacht, wished us a happy journey and it went further.

- You, a sailor, beautiful by yourself, you are twenty years old. Love me, sailor, soul. What do you say to me in return? - Zoya sang.

- I am supposed to sing in response: on the seas, on the waves - now here, tomorrow there, - Dad smiled, throwing a slightly inquiring glance in my direction.

“Well, there can be no other answer.” Zoe also turned her gaze on me, as if expecting my reaction.

From this ambiguity of the situation, I felt in some spiritual confusion. They clearly expected me to agree or disagree on the fact that they would retire and understand exactly what this privacy was for them. My feelings were rather contradictory. Of course, on the one hand, this obvious desire of Zoe to my dad was not quite correct in relation to our mom. But on the other hand, today is such a wonderful day and I would not want Dad to be at least somewhat disappointed. Without waiting for any reaction from me, Dad turned the conversation on to the classics of secular communication - namely, the weather. This gallantry looked a bit exaggerated and even ridiculous in view of our far from secular nakedness. I glanced at Kostik, who was clearly bored. He definitely did not want to lie, but to do something more active.

Gathering courage, I decided. She got up from the litter and asked Kostik if he could show me the lagoon. Kostya immediately became animated, and said that he had climbed everything and would show me the nests of birds and everything, everything, everything that is interesting on the island. Zoya and Dad exchanged expressive glances - obviously at my expense.

Kostya rose from the bedding. The way back was cut off to me. I paused a few seconds and threw off her panties with the words: "Perhaps this is already too much." Zoe, leaning back, applauded me: “Our regiment has arrived! And what a beautiful woman arrived - do not take your eyes off! It would have kissed some of us! Well done, Rita! "

When the word “would have kissed me,” came to me, I looked at her a bit startled. Kostya slyly smiled at this scene and told me: “Well, let's go on a tour. Just remember that you can not take the eggs in their hands or change their places! Because the seagull will never return to the nest if the eggs were taken with their hands. ” In a moralistic tone, he clearly tried to increase his importance in my eyes. Well, okay, since I decided to leave my dad alone with Zoya, I will have to suffer a bit of this fidget. When we began to go into the reeds, I finally looked back at the adults.They calmly talked to themselves. “Maybe it will be okay and nothing will happen to them?” I thought. I was distracted by Kostik’s voice: “In general, since we are going to look at the lagoon, then you are here better listen to me. And we will meet some more sea snakes or even ticker - the shield-mord. They protect their eggs and can attack those who come close. "

- Stop! Is that a poisonous snake? - I immediately stopped:

- Snakes are not poisonous. A moccasin is poisonous, but not fatal. You will live.

- Are you kidding me? I'm not going anywhere with you. Come back.

- Oh, come on - no joke. There are no shtekomordnikov here. Do not be afraid.

- Thank. You can calm down. Jokes you stupid. And also the gentleman at the beginning seemed to me.

- What I thought, then said. You really are beautiful.

“And you also fiddle with it,” I softened somewhat.

I really didn't want to go back quickly. The state of nature was just fantastically wonderful. The rustle of the reeds and the hubbub of the birds in itself set the mind to the sensitive pacification. In addition, I am without clothes next to quite a nice boy, dressed only in tan. I just wanted to forget about merging with the world of this unusual island. The world of nature, which does not concern us, if we contradict it in some way and do not merge with it into its arms. The world of birds that has changed on this island is probably already a millennium. The world that was before us and will be after us.

I even forgot about dad for some time among this beauty. Kostya humbly awaited my decision.

“Okay, but bear in mind that if you make a joke one more time, then you won’t be upset the head.” I will send for a sweet soul and I will not ask Zoe. You'll get me nuts then. And do not look at me at all so intently. I do not like it.

Kostya sighed and went forward along the path, sometimes casually looking at me. I followed him, trying to step on the trail. His sporty figure and rhythmically swaying ass from the footsteps began to dimly direct me at all to those thoughts. “I wonder how he will behave, if you touch him now and stroke, for example, on the ass? Although not. The boy is still quite. Something in your imagination completely flared up, ”I told myself.

Kostya, meanwhile, showed me the clutches of various birds, telling about their habits. He stared at me like a man no longer looked at. In general, my requirements were taken into account and I even became quite comfortable with him. Although our nakedness alone with him gave some sensual shade in communication. Or I myself have already begun to see the sensual component where it is not. My imagination all the time interfered with reality. For some reason I remembered the words of Zoe: “I would have kissed you” and her semi-embrace with the contact of our nipples with mine at the beginning of our acquaintance. It was then unexpectedly pleasant and some kind of natural sensation.

Wandering while tidying through the reed, I suddenly felt a sharp burning sting on my right leg just above the knee. It was a bee sting, which I immediately instinctively crushed with a blow of the palm. Kostya turned quickly to my cry. He immediately oriented himself and said that if you do not suck out bee venom now, you will be ill for two or three days. “Well, do something,” I shouted at him. True, I immediately realized that I myself could reach the wound with my lips, but it was already too late: the word is not a sparrow - you will not catch a fly.

Kostya quickly knelt down and began to suck the blood with poison from the wound from the bee sting, spitting out after each breath. At the same time, his gaze sometimes went up to where he should not have looked. His Friend began to gain strength. I took Kostik with three fingers by the chin and said: “Young man, please, without eyes! And do not think to dare. I see you, what are you thinking now ... ”

He obediently nodded to me and took up only my sore. His Friend calmed down. Kostik said that it is necessary to take out the sting and that now I need to be patient a little.He tore off a thin dry twig of karagach, broke it in the middle so that an improvised tweezers turned out, and with the third attempt deftly pulled out the sting. The sharpness of the pain immediately passed and it became quite tolerable.

- Bee venom of one bee is even beneficial for the body. Even there is such a direction in medicine, - Kostik comforted me.

- Thank you. You showed yourself to be a real Aesculapius - I still could not stand it ...