1. Debutante. Part 1: A look from behind the scenes
  2. Debutante. Part 2: First exit
  3. Debutante. Part 3: Alone with everyone
  4. Debutante. Part 4: Dance of little princesses

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Knee, slipping from the mattress, painfully grabbed onto the rough canvas floor. Lenka, without opening her eyes, mumbled something discontentedly unintelligible and woke up. It was dark in the tent, but it was felt that it was not early in the morning behind her walls. Rubbing her cheek from her sleep with her fist, the girl sat up in bed. Nearby, turning her back, my mother slept soundly. It seems that adults yesterday for a long time kololesili. However, this is for the better. You can run away without extra eyes to wash. Taking a “criminal” towel from under the mattress, Lenka, trying not to make noise, got out. The bright sunlight made him squint. The point is true by noon, the sand is hot again.

Going over the tent, Lenka critically looked at herself. Damn, well, Vidic! Hurriedly, the grease wiped off yesterday dried out on the thighs and abdomen with a thin, shiny film. Pubic hairs, in general, stuck together it is not clear what. Played yesterday, called. Well there is no one around. With shame would burn! Lenka, climbing to the waist in the sea, began to eliminate the traces of yesterday’s self-service, glancing at the sleeping camp every now and then. Having put herself in order, the girl wandered aimlessly along the shore for some time, giving in the water with her feet. She didn’t even think to get into the tent to get dressed. Why? Decided yesterday a wild beach, it means a wild beach. However, it is time for the rest to wake up. In Lenka’s stomach, he grumbled discontentedly. No, guys, that won't do. I want to eat. Lenka resolutely moved to the "camp" kitchen and, putting the kettle, began to rummage in food supplies.

- Woke up? - Lyudmila climbed up at the tinkle of the covers from the tent and squinted at the sun. - Yes, we are healthy sleep. Good people, I suppose, they sit down for lunch, and we only tear our eyes.

Having embraced, she gently but resolutely pushed Lenka away from the plate.

- Come on, raise the rest, I'm here myself. Porridge something else yesterday cooked, just warm up.

While Lena helped Lyudmila to collect breakfast, woken up by mom and Max, yawning, they went to wash. On the way, they grumbled discontentedly that from such voracious children like Lenka, one anxiety and wake-ups did not light or dawn, but, nevertheless, returned to the table quickly. There is, as it turned out, they wanted everything.

- Yummy. - Lenka, having pushed back the empty plate in a flash, reached for the compote.

- Eat to your health. - Luda smiled and looked somewhere over the heads of those sitting. - And here comes Anton. Just in time for tea.

A car with a light plastic boat fixed at the top really rushed to the camp.

Oh, yo! How did she forget about Anton? He will have to get up to meet him. And immediately in the most frank form? Well, she did not get used to this. What would she wear in the morning to wear something? Then he would take off before bathing. Can run now? Lenka nervously glanced at the tent, at the approaching car, and immediately faced the laughing eyes of Maxim, who instantly saw through the cause of her concern.

- Second grader. - He whispered his lips alone.

Again! Giving Max a fierce look, Lenka herself jumped out from the table and ran towards the guest. Let him see everything at once, just like that!

- Toshka, hello!

- Lenka! And you came with all! - Anton cheerfully circled the girl hanging around his neck. - Well done!

Lenka was really happy about his arrival. Anton and Dasha were the youngest in the company. With them it has always been more interesting. Sorry, Dasha stayed at home.

- Yes, you have become quite adult. - Anton, having kissed the girl on both cheeks, carefully put her on the sand. - Let me see you as a young lady.

- Look. - Lenka, firmly determined to "stand to the end," proudly straightened, showing herself. - Here.

And, defiantly turning in front of Anton, ...Her gaze clashed with a tall, dark-haired boy who jumped out of the other door a little older. If it were not for the thought that Max would live it then with mockery and light, Lenka would have formed in half, trying to hide behind. It's one thing when Toshka looks, and a completely different stranger, almost the same age. Try it out yourself! All are Lenka, albeit at the same vanity, managed to save face. And this, by the way, was worth a lot. The boy did not take her eyes off her, and even laughed at Anton, but she searched the girl’s figure like a raccoon in a glade, did not miss a single place.

- A real beauty. - He gave out, finally, and, embracing, turned to the boy. - Meet. This is Dashin's younger brother, Artem.

- You can just Tyoma. - Friendly smiled boy.

In response, Lenka made a kind of hand gesture and, quickly turned to Anton, trying not to think that someone from behind is now carefully examining her bare ass. At the table, she slipped out of Anton's embrace, hurriedly flopped down next to Max and angrily nudged him.

- Could warn!

- What for? - Calmly replied that one. - You already managed. Learn to be an adult.

- Learn. - muttered, turning away, Lenka. - I can light up my ears.

Anton, meanwhile, embraced with his mother.

- Hello, Marinochka. I'm glad to see you.

- And I love you.

Their kiss did not resemble a brotherly kiss at all, but Lenka was not surprised. She already knew very well how her adult relatives were being dragged away. In the evening will be that look. Where are those movies!

Greeting his sister-in-law, Anton began to hastily undress. Tyoma, having thrown off everything, was already waiting for him, not at all, to envy Lenkinoy, not caring about his natural look.

- Brothers, we are in five minutes with you, just dive a bit. Dreamed all the way. Yes, Len, there in the back of the cake. Dasha specially baked. Run away, take it.

- Okay, Tosh. - She nodded in response, but slipped out of the table only when the couple turned around and ran to the sea. So calmer.

Washing the dishes after breakfast was hanged, of course, on Lenka. Who would doubt! She raked into a pile of plates and mugs without much enthusiasm. Yes, still pick up the pan on the stove. Returning back, Lenka unexpectedly found at the table to Tyoma, who was putting the dishes in a basket.

- Let me help. - Smiling, he suggested. - Together more fun.

“N-well,” Lenka spread her arms slightly, confused, “if you want.”

She did not know how to stick with Artem. A nice, smiling guy liked her, and in a more familiar atmosphere Lenka would have enjoyed talking with him. And in this form what? You do not know how to get up, where to look.

“There's a creek over there.”

- I know. - Artem responded.

- Then go first.

Here you go. At least go and not think about staring at you. Silly, of course. All the same, the whole day is in front of Tyoma. But it does not work for her in another way yet! At the stream, talking with a guy about this, this and that, Lenka also tried to keep her back or sideways. Artyom at first watched her maneuvers with curiosity, and then, unable to bear it, asked.

- Listen, and why are you all kissing somehow? Is it because you go naked?

- Well something like that. - Awkwardly shrugging her shoulder, responded Lenka.

She was ashamed to admit. Everything is like people, and she ..., but Tyoma calmly asked.

- What's wrong with that? Consider the same nudist beach.

“Have I been to them?” - Lenko asked poisonously.

- Not? - Tyoma and about the dishes forgot. - Yes, they are probably already in every city!

- And we have, imagine, no. - Cut Lenka.

She wanted to add something else sharp, but the confusion on the guy's face was so sincere that Lenka softened.

- Our city is northern. Over the summer would just swim to catch. Not to frills.

- Oh, then it is clear. - Artem nodded. - It's a pity. You would with your appearance on this beach could chest walk forward.

- Chest! - snorted Lenka.

- Exactly. - Artem did not retreat. - You are a very beautiful girl.

- Thank. - Lenka, completely embarrassed, stared at her feet.

- For what? I say what I see.- Tyoma smiled and suddenly, deftly slapping his palm on the water, splashed over the girl with a whole fountain of spray. - Just do not conceive!

- Oh you! - Lenka howled, jumping up in surprise ....

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