Victor dreamed about Rita for a long time, but she seemed not to notice him ... At school, he stood out because he very successfully participated in competitions, found time to play sports. He was not a nerd. Perfectionist in clothes. Tall, with short dark brown hair and eyes that fluttered the girls, meeting his gaze. The color of the eyes was green-brown, changed like a chameleon, depending on the mood.

Graduation class. Victor went the usual way. He looked at his watch; at that time she was supposed to leave the door of the neighboring house. And here she is ... She was not considered a beauty at school. With glasses in thick lenses, hair that she collected in a bun, clothes that were not the size, she caused bewilderment. Not. She was neat, but stood out among all as white - a crow. Nobody teased her, but he didn’t talk to her much. Medium height, light brown, eye color can not be discerned behind the lenses of glasses. Not a model walk.

At the beginning of the year, he tried to establish contact with her in the morning. But she always quickly moved on, saying hello to him. Heck! What did he find in her? After all, he is not deprived of the attention of the girls of the school, from the sports section.

Today, in response to his greeting, she did not run away, but with her eyes down, she asked for help with physics. Before school was half an hour walk. Victor asked the crux of the question and began to explain intelligibly the material.

And suddenly there was a heart-rending cry:

Rex - a 4 year old German shepherd dog and its owner from a neighboring house delivered a lot of trouble to residents of nearby houses. And now the dog broke away and ran, Victor hid Vika behind him, giving instructions in a loud voice;

Rita was in a stupor, she clung to Victor stronger. The owner ran up, grabbed Rex for a leash, without even looking at the guys, said contemptuously:

Victor, looking at the retreating sheepdog with the owner, came to himself. He felt behind Rita, her chest, heartbeat and hands that clasped his shoulders. She was shaking. He himself was uncomfortable, but he had to think about Rita.

- Rita ..., - he called her.

He tried to turn around, but she, like a poured, dug into him. The people who watched the scene with the dog began to diverge.

- Rita, let's go wash.

She followed him meekly, he took her hand. Parents were not at home. Pouring a glass of water, he went into the hallway. Gave a drink. Then Rita washed. Getting out of the bath, she ran into Victor. He hugged her, started kissing her face. Rita's arms wound around his neck. Lips rushed to his lips. Victor pulled her to him. Studying her mouth, then her neck, he felt that she began to involuntarily rub her breast over his shirt. From a small chest came a faint sound like a moan. He wanted to touch the breasts, feel them in his palms. His hands began to descend, while squeezing lightly chest. Ritino's body responded, slightly bending over his hands. Under the blouse and bra were warm, elastic girlish breasts. Victor drove gently over the nipples, feeling that they are tightening and increasing. He wanted to touch them, look, caress language. He wanted to unbutton his blouse. Victor looked at Rita. Her head was slightly thrown back. Breathing increased. She seemed to be listening to her feelings and emotions. Victor began to slowly unfasten the first button of Rita and suddenly he heard the keys being inserted into the door.

“Not in time,” said Victor.

Rita, as if awakened, began to fill the blouse. She felt her cheeks flushed, her chest kept the warmth of his fingers, her nipples were sensitive, her body was tense. Victor, a dog, a lot of events - everything was mixed up in my head and she felt that she was falling somewhere and strong hands caught her, not letting her fall.

To be continued...