I am a simple, nothing outgoing guy, I study at the university as a programmer. And I must say, I learn so mediocre. No, I am an excellent programmer, I can work in almost all programming languages, and in several 3D editors, I am a dock. For me, it is the study itself that is not very given, there are too many left-handed subjects that I did not give up. And I study mainly for the diploma. Just the presence of these crusts, a good help in search of work.

I almost forgot to tell about myself, I am twenty years old, in the second year, tall, slightly thin. That's all. In my appearance, nothing more can be distinguished; the average is some kind of it. He was not born in a wealthy family, his mother was a teacher, his father trampled on the factory. There is a sister, a couple of years older than me, already married. And, as soon as she was ringing her swagger, she immediately drove to St. Petersburg.

Last year I rented a flat, with one group mate, but he was completely blown away by infection, and filled up the session. In short, they flooded him for his failure, and he threw him back to him, that is, to the village. In this connection, my rented apartment was covered, did not pull alone. Well, at least this trouble happened in the summer. And for some time I wandered through the dachas of friends. In general, there was a roof over your head.

Although a new rented apartment still needed to be searched, and I was looking for. But besides that, I was also looking for a neighbor. As I said before, with my finances, do not pull alone. And damn - this is a difficult task. That apartment somewhere in the suburbs, where the transport is quite a disaster. Those whom I proposed to shoot together did not want or could not. In short, the search was delayed, and the patience of my friends was running out.

In short, I’m not thinking about it, I was thinking of begging for money from the rodok, at least for the first time. And I asked, yes, a bummer, they did not have any money. All wasted, when they went to see Peter in her sister. If everything goes on like this, then I won’t be able to finish my campaign, because I’m not supposed to have a hostel. On admission, I got a little nahimich with documents, and in the end turned out to be local. A couple of weeks I ran through the ads, then there, then there. I phoned all my acquaintances, and even strangers who, for one reason or another, were also looking for housing.

And I was lucky, almost a day before the start of classes, I came across one interesting thing announced. A certain lady rents a three-room apartment, and at a good price. And the most interesting thing is that she already has a second occupant, from which such a low price. I must say, when I called her, she was surprised and wanted to refuse, but I was inexorable. She was my only chance, so I practically did not give a word to her, and as soon as I learned the address, I rushed there.

The door was opened to me by a young girl, so twenty years old, that already surprised me. Because the voice, the one with whom I spoke, was well over forty, and here it is. Although after a couple of seconds, she appeared. The usual aunt, medium height, plump. She quickly sent some young woman, she got dressed and left. She walked me into the hall, and sat on the sofa, after which she began to apologize. They say she can not give me the apartment, well, that is, one of the rooms. Complaining that the girl with the guy just can not live in a place, and she does not want cupids in her apartment.

We talked for an hour, she gave me piles of arguments and arguments, and I answered them. That only I did not lie to convince her. And the fact that I am gay, and the fact that I just parted with my ex, who rented a place with, and also every other nonsense. I even had to submit a photo as evidence. We were there with my former classmate, stood in the arms of each other, like having fun for a joke. Who knew that it would be useful to me.

In short, I did use it, and she agreed, and then the neighbor returned. And the landlady presented us, saying so and so, and now you are neighbors. From this news, she was so weakly surprised.Like, she is so young and beautiful, she will live in the same apartment, with a completely unfamiliar guy. But the hostess calmed her down, like I, too, for the boys, and I can not imagine the danger. I, with these words, looked away. Still not every day you are called gay, albeit with my own personal submission.

Thus, I in one day got both new housing and a beautiful neighbor. Although assess all the delights of such a residence, did not work. Firstly, this damn legend confused me all the cards, and secondly, the study began again. And it would be all right, but my neighbor also studied at my university, pleased with one thing, at a different faculty. But the risk that she would let the whole university out of her, that I was gay like, did not please me.

Therefore, on the same day, that is, the evening when we had dinner in the kitchen. I admitted to her that the hostess lied about her orientation, so as not to stay on the street. She screamed, scandals, promised to tell everything to the hostess. But after an hour of this tirade, she seemed to calm down, or just tired. Whatever it was, but I almost swore to her, not to pester. She reluctantly, but agreed to keep quiet. It is true that he threatened that, if anything, the whole university finds out that I am gay, and the owner will be a witness.

On that and decided. And before the winter session, they lived quietly, I did not climb to her, but she was silent. The apartment tried to ignore each other. For cleaning, washing, and the like, made up the schedule. In order not to create delicate situations, no one was taken to her. The owner, so generally once or twice a month came, for rent, but to check the meter readings. And basically combining these visits. Of course, I went to the blyadki, after all, I am not a monk to keep the vows of chastity or abstinence. About my own neighbor, I can not say anything.

And yes, I almost forgot again, my neighbor is Lyuba. And I must say she is still that beautiful. Fiery-red, with slightly pale skin, green eyes, red lips, and a sexy little body. The breast of the third or slightly larger size, which she often demonstrates, clothe her in otgryvayuscheyuschey matter. Not rare with a considerable neckline. Thin waist, flat tummy, which is often seen myself when she went to the apartment with a bare belly. Large and elastic hips, complete with long and slender legs. Who now and then were dressed in jeans with a low waist or leggings. And with all these talents, she is half a head lower than me, shorter than baby, in the truest sense of the word.

So it would have been further, if Lyuba had not arrived home, into the firewood drunk. Probably, with fellow students celebrated a successfully completed session. Someone took her to the door, and threw it, as she would hardly have been able to get on her own. Well, at least before leaving, good people guessed to press the call. What was my surprise when I opened, and at the door lay the almost lifeless body of my neighbor. From her for a mile of shmanila spirits.

And she did not look better. Her hair was frayed, mascara swam, lipstick smeared. Fur coat on her barely alive. The dress is torn in places, and soiled, toli just food, toli blyuvotiny. Yes, and the traces of the very spirits everywhere. The very same dress ripped up, opening the torn tights. Torn right between the legs. What issued a complete lack of panties. Her pussy lips are flushed, and clearly heavily rubbed. And between them there are clearly visible traces of someone's seed, and the tights and partly the dress was a little stained by them. And one of her legs was wearing a black boot, only one, the second I could not find.

Having a little looked at her deplorable sight, I, having sighed heavily, picked up Luba in my arms. After that, right in this form, carried to the bathroom. And putting almost lifeless body, actually in the bath itself. Began to undress her. No, a little wrong, I took off only this one boot and fur coat. Everything else is exactly the most likely to throw, so did not regret. Finished with this, turned on the water, quickly adjusting it, making it lukewarm.

Lyuba never woke up. Even when the water reached her neck. Well, what to do. Sighing heavily again, I again began to undress her.First of all, removing her dress, immediately asking for this rag in a bowl, which I advance ...