I managed to break the wall in it, he got into conversation and began to pop about all kinds of things, then about the energy of the cells, that the cells have their frequency and if it gets lost it just happens to destroy them, then I said about salt, that if the heart suffers a lot of it and many more about what.

- We will work today? - I asked him - “I'm ready,” she added immediately.

“Yes? ...” he answered somehow uncertainly, toli asked if he approves that we will work.

“Well, I went,” she told him and left the kitchen.

- Where? He asked, confused.

“Undress what else,” she said without turning around, and at the very soul the birds sang.

This time I quickly and gently took off my clothes, I have one such suit, put a blouse on top, was afraid to get dirty, there was so much dust around, melting under my skirt, and then I began to choose my mask, I wanted an unusual one, but the choice still came to nor to eat a simple mask, she did not interfere and covered, only that she could cover, except that she simply distracted attention from her face. Wearing it, went to the mirror, again it became awkward and even scary, today I didn’t have that black gun that covered my pubis and added additional imaginary protection, I deliberately shaved it off last night, Max did not notice this amazing change. The mirror reflected a young woman, playful eyes, a smile on her face, a shy pose that covered her snow-white pubis with her palm, she winked at herself and went out into the corridor.

I entered proudly and calmly, my chest ached, but I didn’t cover her, I just casually looked at her, her nipples bulged out and were almost black, at first I turned my back to him, as if looking at where to sit, and then slowly turned towards him. The face began to blush, his and mine, a wave ran down my back as if they were being held by a hand, I slightly started, my chest swayed calmly. For a moment I was speechless, I wanted to get the time off, but I could not, I felt his eyes literally jump over my body, I could feel him even if I closed my eyes, I had a material look, and I was convinced of that now.

“I can stand,” I finally managed to pronounce these simple words with difficulty.

“Yes ...” Alex said in a hint that he reached for coal.

I did not turn away, on the contrary I wanted to stand so that my nudity was the most outspoken, the most feminine, erotic, defiant, provocative. He set to work, I looked at him and admired his hands, how he deftly held his fingers, admired his chin, on which the stubble had just appeared, I admired his thin shoulders, legs, he was barefoot, and I smiled when I noticed that. What he thought, I don’t even know, it became easier to breathe, calmed down a little and was no longer so embarrassed about her naked pubis, for a woman of my age, it probably doesn’t fit, although, what fits in general, pose for a young man and still drags on it that generally can suit me? Oh. I sighed deeply, my nipples would shrink, literally dissolve, then shrink again, they would mock at the blast furnace, but it was interesting to watch them and I was distracted. Now I heard birds singing from the speaker, soon we can only listen to them, there are almost no trees left in big cities, and if there are birds, then only sparrows and stupid pigeons.

Minutes slowly flowed, the models are really hard to work, you have to stand and not move, keeping the original posture of the body, and it is very difficult, at least from habit. Alex worked hard, it seems he stopped worrying and now he was completely immersed in work, he wanted to draw more quickly, his hands flashed, but I didn’t calm down, my chest felt new, my throat and terrible desire to move.

- Can I knead the legs? - I asked him from the desks.

“Yes, of course,” he quickly replied, and again timidly squinted at the pubis.

I wanted to smile at him, but something held back, I was frightened by the difference in age, although I was still the same girl in my soul, but age, that's a strange thing, only numbers, but mean so much. Restraining herself and making a proud, almost arrogant look, let her not think that if the mother of his classmate poses for him, then everything is permitted, no, he is a boy and nothing more. She turned her back to him, it was hard to stand and feel this look, it became easier, but not for long, got her knees on the chair and purposely bent over in front, not just to relax the body, and that he could still admire the feminine hidden from prying eyes , let him know a little of the secrets of the female body. I don’t know who gave it more pleasure to him or me, but I was not in a hurry to straighten up, but on the contrary, I bent a little in my back, stopped for a moment and looked back. He quickly looked down.

- Do not be afraid to look, I'm a model, - I said calmly, and then added, - and I am pleased.

- Yes? - somehow he mumbled in surprise.

“Yes,” I confirmed, and he looked up, “the woman likes it when she is examined, and I am no exception.” With these words I straightened up turned to face him, his look fell again.

- You are beautiful, - muttered Lesch.

“Tell me again, be it,” she asked.

“You are beautiful,” he repeated, I raised my eyebrows, making it clear what else you can say, “sexy,” and looked down again.

I would turn away from these words myself, the boy looked at me not just as a model or as a woman’s body, he saw in me sexuality, and therefore passion, it means inner desire, it means he is not such a boy if he found the strength in himself and the courage to say so openly.

- Thank you, - I thanked him, these words were dear to me.

I approached him and patted him on the head, I wanted him not to be afraid of me, so that he would lead more freely not as a frozen seal, but as a friend, he smiled. And then the doorbell rang. From horror, I screamed, as if someone had already rushed in and caught me with a boy, I was gripped by horror, and I could not move, now I understand that sometimes happens to people, at the most crucial moment they just lose control of themselves and rush about by making one mistake after another.

- This is probably Oleg Grigorievich arrived.

- Who? I almost asked him in hysterics.

“Sandwina, this is his workshop,” he got up and went to the door to open it, “do not be afraid, he is his man.”

“Wait,” she cried to him and ran into the next room.

A few seconds later the bolt clicked, and someone entered the corridor, the voice was calm, confident. I had no time to listen in this room there was no door, there were no doors here at all, it is strange that she was still in the toilet. Twitching, I pulled the skirt over myself, until I was up to swimming trunks, I quickly grabbed my blouse, there was no time to put on my bra, I was just afraid that the owner would enter now, without having to fasten it over my jacket, and afterwards became tangled with my fingers her.

“Good afternoon,” she suddenly heard behind her.

“Hello,” I said, barely breathing.

He was not as old as I imagined him, and I don’t know what he looks like, only heard his name and that's all. He entered the room in a businesslike manner, Alex, confused, stood in the doorway.

- There is a bag, take it away, - Alex immediately went out.

I could hardly breathe and tried to finish buttoning my blouse.

- yours? - He asked me pointing to the abandoned bra and swimming trunks.

“Yes,” I said, holding back the trembling in my voice, and quickly grabbed them.

- Who are you?

- Galina, - there was no sense to lie, - I posed for Lesha.

- And ... - he stretched out and walked past me, not forgetting at the same time slapping me on the ass, I felt how it swayed, so insolent, I was indignant to myself, but this is precisely his free movement and immediately removed all the tension.

He went out, and I finally fastened the blouse, in my hands I squeezed the remnants of underwear, but I did not dare to put on the trunks, but just stuffed ... Read more →