Alina was pretty. She was even better than her classmates girlfriends. She had a slender, even beautiful girlish figure. Elastic

full with beautiful nipples girlish breasts. Especially her legs and especially in high heels. As she looked on those heels in a mini-skirt. Especially at the city disco. She, with the slanting black eyebrows, dark-haired blue-eyed brown-haired woman. She was the only one in bad weather developed in her yard and class, serious in relation to the spoilers of her classmates to her girlfriends, without a doo-rim in her brains and all the pampering in her girl-head. She studied well and was the best in her class. But in a personal relationship, even with someone, Alina did not bother with anything. She just could not look like a black sheep among classmates and girlfriends. It was a secret and quiet collective, even forcibly imposed by the girl society of girlfriends, some kind of doctrine. Literally in everything, under fear of not being like everyone else, Alina was haunted. And she considered herself in that big mirror, thinking only about it.

At this time, the doorbell rang. This is her classmate and bosom friend Lenka, burst at her door. Shobut Alina's girlfriend and vertehvostka. She stubbornly did not get off the doorbell and, probably, had already stirred up the whole staircase.

Alina quickly threw a house dressing gown and jumped to the door. She looked into the peephole door. Similarly, it was Lenka. - “What a bad Lenka,” thought Alina, “The whole house will now raise.” Hastily, she opened the door for her.

- Hello Friend! - flew on the threshold of Lenk - How are you? - Lenka slipped into the corridor of the apartment and looked into the first room - Forgot, what day is it today ?!

“Friday,” replied the naughty girlfriend, Lenka.

- Go to the disco? - she said loudly with a patter - Into the Lame Horse. There all will be ours - she ran along the corridor - So I ran to you. Well, will you go ?! - Once again asked Lenka.

- I will go! - a few, stunned and even confused, Alina answered this unexpected offer - I have ever refused such a thing! - she was delighted to have the opportunity to hang out - We just need to get together. I will not go naked! - Alina tartly answered Lenka.

- Well, so get ready, I'll wait! - shouted joyful Lenka - I will watch telly ?!

- Look - answered Alina and ran to change clothes in a hurry. She wrote a note to father and mother about her imminent absence from home and going to the evening disco and that she would be home late. So that her parents do not worry. And rushed to dress up in the hope of someone

hook up there at the dances. Alina wanted this shortcoming in her life as quickly as possible. It was impossible to look like a black sheep in the eyes of school girls especially.

Bar "Lame Horse"

The noise of the evening bar whirled two girlfriends. They were having fun in the team of their school friends and girlfriends, recklessly jumping like mad to the disco music. There were many strangers and visiting people from all over the city and region. The bar was very crowded and everyone was pushing, almost elbowing their way through the crowd

young people. Whom there just was not and still quite young jerks, and quite rare, but in already mature years and body drunk pretty individuals. The “lame horse” thundered to the whole district and was driven from the street by passenger cars.People came and went, who had a smoke at the time, who, having already walked drunk and shouting, they got into a taxi or their private cars drove around the city in the light of neon lights of commercials and street lamps. In the bar itself there was a wild hustle and bustle. Creek and scream and rumbled like cannon shots dance music.

At the very bar of the night bar was also full of people and somewhat cramped. Everyone always ordered various cocktails or drinks. Sometimes they just sat with nothing to do on high stools, depending on how cleverly the bartenders managed to sweat their duties, rattling glasses and bottles.

“Hello,” she said, sitting down close on the empty stool, to one man who was sitting here, maybe forty, young and beautiful

curls long blond hair, falling to her beautiful shoulders, woman in her thirties. She was dressed in a short black neckline cuts, evening dress, it was apparently in this case and sat at the next bar. She looked for a long time at someone forty years old who was not so far away from her, but he was not very good, then she twisted her head and did not look around to notice her.

“Hello,” she repeated, drawing his attention once more to herself. He looked at her intently, as if, without recognizing her, he turned away again.

- Maybe you will treat the lady with wine - she brazenly made a man an offer.

“That there are few customers,” he answered her rudely.

- No, enough - coldly flashing a breathtaking gaze of sparkling and blue, like a sea of ​​eyes, she replied to him - There is simply no way out. Yes, all wrong.

- So, the bar has chosen the wrong one - he answered again rudely and without mood.

She cautiously almost imperceptibly missed her hand between his legs, looking straight into his large, wide-open eyes that were outraged by her insolence.

- Do not pretend that you did not recognize me - she told him insistently. He abruptly turned to her beautiful young face, framed with curly brown hair, and stared at her.

- Listen - he responded indignantly to her - You would come here from here beautiful!

“I didn’t find out,” the young girl replied again with a gasp.

- I found out, I didn’t know what the difference was - he answered her coldly again - You again put on Umbriel's female body.

- So, I learned a bastard - replied in a tender voice, the impudent girl.

“I found out,” he answered, turning back to the bar dissatisfied with her. “And so what?

- That means where you hang around to the side of our heavenly home, and how do you like the land of Milenhirim?

- So-so - the young girl answered the man - Sucks. And what brought you to our region Umbriel?

- That flew over the old fraternal friendship Milenkhirim - Umbriel answered him. I decided to try an old heavenly friend - he made a short pause and said - And you see I am not happy.

“And why be happy,” said Milenkhirim, gazing down at the bar, “They drove from heaven to this earth and forced to hang out forever among these people. He nodded showed behind his back to the crowded dancing hall - And in general, remove all the same hand with my eggs! - Milehirim was outraged.

- Here is how! - said Umbriel in surprise - You used to like it all, there in Heaven! Remember!

Milenhirim nervously shuddered - Listen, why are you here. What do you want from me - said a displeased man - I know, Angels just do not fly! - he looked intently into the eyes of Umbriel - Apparently, something again happened to the world or apocalypse is coming.

- It happened My dear Milenkhirim - said Umbriel - It happened - he removed his young hand from her maiden's side from where he had put it before, feeling with his thin girl's fingers the manhood of his neighbor. And put it on his shoulder.

“Our Father Milenekhirim needs you,” said Umbriel, already tougher. “He has a job for you.”

- That's the news! - almost ecstatic said neighbor Umbriel - God needed me! For once, and right now and here in this nasty place!

“I offered you to him,” explained Umbriel. “Work on Paradise.”

- Work as you said there, on Paradise! - a man loudly, almost jumping up on a stool, was outraged - Or maybe our Father made you do it - answered nervously Mileniririm Umbriel. Maybe you came here with a little desire.

“Understand, as you know, my beloved Milenhirim, but he needs you and he needs you right now,” answered Umbriel.

- Or maybe you need me? - raising his voice, continued Milenkhirim - Maybe you are afraid of falling into his disfavor and falling ... Read more →