and brains. As long as you have the opportunity. Then you will be a gray mass. - I replied.

- How's the mother? - asked Valya.

“Exactly,” I replied.

- Uncle Wan. Teach me how to live? She asked.

“You yourself understood what you said?” - I asked - can live to teach, only life itself - I shrugged my shoulders.

“Well, you learned how to live, so learn from my experience,” said Valya.

- That's bullshit. You can show the surface of your life. But why do I need it? - I said.

- Why is the surface of life? - asked Valya.

- And who will show you their skeletons in the closet. This is already fraught, either to you or to the one who will show them - I answered.

She sighed heavily - so she will have to continue -

“If there’s not enough brains, then go on,” I said.

- Will you take me to the maintenance? - asked Valya, looking out the window.

- You're not like that - I grinned. She sat silently, looked out the window and nervously twirled the phone on the table.

- I am tormented by vague doubts that your mother will offer you to me myself - I said.

- Why do you think so? She asked. I did not answer this question.

- Come on, the contract of intent to sign. And tomorrow you start working - I said.

- What a contract. How to sign? - asked Valya.

- Oral - I replied.

- Right now? - she was surprised

- Let your mother wait, she will endorse - I grinned. Valya came up and hesitantly got up near me.

- Ogoli boobs - turning on the chair, I said. She unbuckled her blouse and lifted her bra up, revealing big, still-standing boobs with small nipples.

- All right, sit down and start - I said. She sat down, unzipped her fly, reached there with her hand, fumbled there, studying how to pull out a member, carefully pulled out my, still flaccid member. I looked at him, took it in my mouth, holding it with my fingers. She was able to suck. A member pretty quickly tensed by her skillful suction and her boobs in my hands. She sucked quite tolerably, almost imperceptibly swallowing sperm. Sucked everything up, got up, sat down again on a chair, fastened, looking out the window.

- Tomorrow we will go to the sauna. There I will study the rest of your places. After, you will receive an advance payment of fifty percent. You will go to castings, contract canceled. - I said, fastening my fly.

- I do not go to the castings. The first time I wanted to go. I was warned how to be selected. Therefore, the guy said that he didn’t care, that money was being offered for me, that he would sell me. - said Valya.

- So you do not sing? - I asked.

- I sing, with a local group, but there is no such. There we met a guy. And the guy that I will be possible to meet? She asked.

- I hurried. We had to send you to the clinic first, check. - I said, knocking fingers on the table.

- I am fine. Uncle Wan. I am very scrupulous in this matter. I checked when I started dating a guy, Valya said.

- And she herself gathered for a casting, where you can catch anything. Scrupulous. - I said. A key was inserted into the door, a lock was opened and Irka came in with two large bags in her hands.

- Well, somebody, help me. - Irka said. Valya got up and went to help her mother, brought bags to the kitchen and began to disassemble them.

- What are you so long, ma? - asked Valya.

- Yes, the store, Red and White, is closed for us on the account, and there even though you can buy alcohol with some kind of guarantee. Mota in the other, then went shopping again. We need to feed Vanya normally, otherwise they won't visit her anymore, Irka said.

- This is you correctly noticed - I said.

- I bought a tequila, Olmeca silver. I just forgot to buy lime, I just flew out of my head. I remembered when I had climbed out of a taxi at the door, said Irka, going into the kitchen.

“Valentina is coming off now,” I said. Valentina left the bags and went to the corridor to buy shoes - who will give me the money? She asked.

Irka gave her five hundred rubles - and in twenty minutes, she was at home -

- Ma, I'll do everything in the best possible way and even faster - Valya said cheerfully and left the house. Irka came to the kitchen, began to disassemble the packages.

- Would you take her to yourself, until the girl has disgusted - said Irka and looked at me.

“I'll think about your proposal,” I replied.

“Look how fine she is, better you than anybody else,” said Irka quietly.

- And which of us is a cynic? - I asked.

- Take? I'll talk to her - said Irka.

- Talk - I said. Irka nodded her head and continued to disassemble the packages.