- Return to school. Chapter 1
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then I told the staff room that my husband was leaving for Austria for 8 months. I don’t know if Oleg guessed about this or found out from someone, but he only began to behave quite impressively. After the elective approach - it will pop on the ass, and it’s not easy, but it will climb into the hollow with the edge of the palm. For all comments - smirks or apologies.
But I do not know what is worse - the fact that he did it, or that I, in the end, didn’t care. After putting money for repairs, security, I no longer responded to his light slaps. At electives it cost him nothing to put my hand on my waist or shoulder. And I let him all the way down.
And, finally, the incident that you captured happened today ... After an elective course, he approaches me, already in the corridor, says:
- Yulia Borisovna, you know, I love you. And I want here and now.
I was dumbfounded, and he had already pressed me against the wall and began to poke his hands ...
I knew about the future. After the end of her speech, Yulia Borisovna began to cry again. I talked to myself:
“So this bastard still forced her. Cheeky Although he did not miss. He developed his victim clearly, methodically. But I made a mistake with the latter: unlike this Vera Viktorovna and Kolya, Yulia Borisovna did not want him ... Or not? ”
I decided to ask the question directly:
- So, he supposedly loves you. And you him?
She raised her tear-stained eyes at me and whispered:
- I love my husband, of course ... I have a daughter ... and he ... I do not know ...
After the first remark, I was ready to breathe out calmly, but her last words did not give me hope. So, the grain in this soil is still there ...
- More specifically, please ...
- Well, I know that they had problems with Lena ... they broke up. I do not know why, but I even liked it ... it became easy for my soul. And when my husband left ... I felt freer. Do not think, I didn’t wash him to change. As a student, I love Oleg, but I loved you even more ...
These words struck me like lightning. “Only as a student, I lamented, and this m * Daka? You podmahivala him, I saw everything ... Let's see what you mean, that is, you still tell me ... "
But she had nothing to say to me. She once again took me honestly that I would not tell anything to anyone.
“You know,” I finally found a solution — we must meet again tomorrow. I invite you to the restaurant. We will once again thoroughly discuss and make the right decision. I understand how hard it is for you now and since I am here now, I consider it my duty to help you.
Julia Borisovna looked dumbfounded at me:
- I would not want, of course, that anyone else take part in this, but ... I agree. You are so generous, Fedya! Though I feel a little uncomfortable with all this ...
- So what time to go for you?
She forced a smile and said:
- Let's meet tomorrow at seven ...
- ... where?
She became thoughtful, bending her head and opening her perfectly flat white neck to me. Finally, Julia Borisovna was found to answer:
- At my house. Do you remember where I live? Here, around the corner.
She showed me a finger in the window and I saw a Stalinist burgundy house in which Yulia Borisovna lived.
“Then we agreed,” I said seriously, and we said goodbye.
I left the office. From this whole story, my head was just spinning. I looked at my watch: two hours before meeting with Mishka. “And yet how could this impregnable woman give up the slack? - I wondered - how can this even be? What won her Tyutin? Or, nevertheless, he did not conquer ... Love is ... No, who am I kidding. This is violence. Above personality. This detdomovskiy bastard just wanted to play * with an adult woman. But the right word, how much he endured. Grobovsky managed to break through a new physicist more quickly. By the way, it would be nice to look at her and find out where such slut teachers are trained ”
I was walking home past the park, angry and unsatisfied. I wanted something more.A member of the fascinating history of Yulia Borisovna stood with a stake, but I could not get rid of her ... or with her ... Enough, you need to drive those thoughts away! Concentrate and rejoice, Fedya, you will soon see your best friend!
And then from the darkness of the park towards me came the very blonde who tried to seduce me an hour earlier. All in the same T-shirt, tightly fitting her strong bust, in leggings, favorably emphasizing her delicious ass and long not quite slim, but very beautiful legs. “This is a fool,” I thought - it’s already cold.
She waved her hand to me and ran to meet:
- Well, cramman, changed his mind?
How did she decide that I was wondering?
- More careful with the language, a young girl ...
- Come on, you can see that you're smart. And you wear glasses ...
I looked at her blankly. I wore them once, but when I was in school ...
“So you know me?”
The blonde woman confidently shook her head, and through the gum that stopped her from speaking, she purred:
- You - Fedor Larionov, studied with us at school once.
I felt like a dusty bag on the head. I was taken aback.
“Any fool in our school knew you,” she cocked her head to the left and, as if appreciating me, cooed, even I remember you.
It was damn suspicious. She is four or five years younger than me. On the other hand, what am I losing. Maybe the truth is to meet? It looks nothing, and with such stories I don’t have enough ascetic patience ...
- And what is your name?
- me? I am Lena.
She held out her hand to me, but instead of shaking her, I kissed:
- Very nice. And by last name how?
- Pavlova.
Here is the number! Former girl Tyutin. Former pupil to her. Yes, but it looks good. Moreover, Oleg offended her, left ... it is not good to do so, even with girls like her.
- Are you 18 that is already?
- So I'm April, - she smiled to me - Th, do you want to fuck?
- How rough. No, just wondered.
- And you better ask about the phone number.
- With pleasure.
After this strange dialogue, we exchanged numbers. What am I losing? Nothing. And it would always be a good idea to take revenge on Tyutin ...
- I'll call you sometime ...
“Sure,” she said, moving away and twirling her ass to the obscene openly — I am still free.
- See you later.
I waved my hand to her with restraint and, focusing on my thoughts, moved towards the house, from where I later went to meet Sinitsyn.
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That the first, that the second story caused a feeling of bewilderment - and what, exactly, is the business of the young man to the relationship of other people for him? Why should such proprietary emotions? And the behavior of this teacher is puzzling - rather, she would slap him in the face and say:
“Eh, boy, you didn't make the banks? What do you care about my relationship with Tyutin and how bald do you get into other people's affairs? ”
Dear author, explain the reason for such a proprietary attitude to the notorious Yulia Borisovna? I understand there, a man in love with her, in love ardently and passionately. And because that is in love, neither BE nor me and trembling in the knees. Ardently loving intellectual is scary, yes. And here, in front of his eyes, the object of love is like a last slut frying a juvenile criminal. This is drama, I agree.
And then what? Well fucked people. Pass by, citizen, nothing interesting. Explain the author, what is the reason for the drama?
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I will answer Sergey as I see the situation.
1) GG is curious, the more he planned to become a journalist. and such by the way can take a drowning interview but not pull out at the same time. they have everything to do with it.
2) proprietary emotions occur in men when they systematically perceive a woman as a sexual object. there will be enough even some fantasies, without real events.
3) about the "boy you lured" you count the person has a photo of her sexual intercourse with the student, if it pops up from her work immediately knock out + inevitable divorce and the wildest shame. I think for this nondisclosure she would give him at least every day if only nothing would surface.You either know women badly or argue like a blunt man. women blackmail is generally easy if you know how to push. and she has something to lose. at least work, reputation and family.
I am sure that GG will fuck her, and she herself will be glad.
Firstly, he is polite to her and tries to understand her. girls appreciate it especially when they are in full ass.
secondly, “As a teacher, I love Olega, but you loved even more ...”, I think this is a very transparent hint.
in the third, grateful women who feel that this man has helped solve the problem, love to pay with sex very much.
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I answer. As a night wanderer correctly noted, he studied at a journalist. That is, clarifying the situation is for him a professional interest. And of course, he is not indifferent to her, in his soul there was some sort of demolition after what he saw in the first story, probably old feelings woke up ...
I can not understand why the behavior of YuB puzzles. As a character, she is spelled out in such a way that, with ostentatious severity, she has a peculiar "all-permissive" syndrome. Honestly, I thought that after the story told to her and revealing it from this side.
About repulsive feelings YuB to gg still silent. It will still be written in the following sections. I hope you get a good story.
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I'm sorry for typos. From the phone hardcore
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“I hope it will turn out to be a good story.” - so far it’s very interesting and good. Hold the story in this realistic way, without treshak, it will be quite wonderful.
The only thing a little worries is that you have too many characters with each part entered. On the one hand, it is good, gives volume to the world around the world, and the life of this world is felt. But on the other hand it will be hard for you to lead so many characters.
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I hasten to reassure. The acting characters are all in the "game", so the plot will continue to revolve around them. Then, if new ones appear, they will be only secondary. Thanks for the flattering review, such comments encourage work further :)
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So far so good. Easy to read, interesting. And everything seems to be clear, yes, what's what. But this tedious process of waiting, when all this understandable happens, is excitingly intriguing. Which, in turn, incredibly delivers when reading!
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Fine written. Continue in the same spirit. The most pleasant thing is that it is written realistic
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Starygraf, you're just great. You transfer such emotions of GG, so you make up a story. I read the first part of the day when she came out, and the next day I “digested” this story with the question “What will happen next?”. For this I look forward to the next part quickly.
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The story is good, but the character of the former girl Tyutin raises questions. Why is she here? In my opinion, her character is redundant and introduces additional unnecessary plot lines. If the character of the teacher is plausible, then the character of the lena raises questions. Why would she have such an interest in the main character?
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See, all the time, we still need it)
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I have a question: is the story of the teacher true or with the drops of lies? Just in some moments, it seems to me that she is lying.
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I think that in the following chapters everything will become clear to you. And yes, do not you think
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Surely, the guy "spit" it already if not at the final, then at the base.
Although, perhaps, everything is much more interesting ...
Waiting for the continuation.
The author of success!
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author write more definitely. I read 2 parts in one breath ...the soul requires continuation. and by the way, you can somehow subscribe to this story?
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Thanks for the flattering review! You can also help exit the continuation of the story. To do this, write in the LAN
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