Olga woke up a gentle kiss on the edge of his lips. Squinting, in the first moments she tried to understand where she was and why she was lying in bed in jeans and a t-shirt. Seeing Alexander, the brain began to gain momentum. Memories of yesterday's involuntary betrayal plunged her into a stupor. She did not know how to react further.

- Honey, good morning! - the voice of the guy gave her some confidence.

- Good, darling! - consciousness frantically searched for the right variant of behavior.

“Get up, coffee is waiting for you,” he handed her a steaming, fragrant cup on a saucer.

- You're such a bunny! - the girl let her legs off the bed and gratefully accepted a caring offering.

Taking a sip, she felt a tart taste in her mouth and warmth spreading on the internal rivers and streams. The drink is not bad, taking into account the amendment to the conditions of its preparation.

- Sorry, that happened yesterday ... - Alexander's voice gave deep disappointment, - I don’t understand how I went over. I went into the room, just sat down on the bed and chopped off.

The saving straw is stretched, but in the soul of Olga a genuine revolution unfolded. On the one hand, she felt infinitely guilty for what happened to her at night in the next room, and on the other, she was ashamed to admit this Sasha. After all, he, most likely, having learned about everything, will leave her!

- Oh what you do! Never mind. It's okay! - as if from the side she heard her answer.

The forced deceiver understood that her angelic face was turning crimson. To her happiness, the guy, guilty of drooping his head, twisted his tea mug in his hands.

- What are you my good! - she ran a hand over his hard hair and kissed her poppy. Voltage gradually decreases. Only light smacking sensations in the groin deliver minor discomfort.

- How can I love you! - uttering the phrase, he set aside the glass, firmly hugged her around the waist and pressed his cheek to the T-shirt in the area of ​​a slightly rounded tummy.

Frozen for a few seconds, he seemed to convey to her the streams of his love and tenderness. Interrupting the non-verbal communication session, loosened my hold:

“Let's go wash our breakfast.” The guys are already going.

Morning toilet, with all the efforts of Olga to reduce its duration, took half an hour. In addition, it turned out that she pulled her jeans without panties at night, and they had to be washed.

The couple came to the table when everyone else managed to get to the equator of the early meal.

- Well, you sleep! - there were mocking cries.

- And maybe they did not go to sleep? - vulgar lunge was not bothered by the answer.

- Come on, join soon, - the red-haired Svetlana has friendly supported the newcomers.

The latecomers sat on the empty seats on the edge. Alexander poured juice in cups and put sandwiches with sausage and cheese on a plate. Of the options available to them, there was still a waffle cake. Well, the meal is not royal.

Olga, chewing a sandwich with cheese, skin, took the beaming looks of Xenia and Denis. However, no tricks on her address sounded.

All this time an unsystematic din was hanging over the table. The events of yesterday were mixed with earlier memories relating to very different life stories. Someone grinned, as yesterday Zheka plucked to such an extent that he almost got into the fire, and then almost blew the rafters of the veranda, missing the stairs, and someone remembered a full-time senior in the army. In general, sweet confusion ...

- Yes, you missed a lot yesterday, - with an ambiguous phrase, the meaning of which is clear only to the three present, Denis said.

- Yes, I already understood, - Alexander, not knowing about the real background of this, laughed.

Olga squeezed into the bench.Now she will be crushed like a mosquito! Just one phrase of the hated Denis is enough for her to find herself covered in scum of contempt. No brainer that secrets, about which he knows more than two, do not remain a secret for a long time.

But seconds passed, and the sacramental executioner did not launch a smashing blow. The girl furtively glanced at her night sovereign. He carelessly talked about with his neighbor, not paying any attention to her. A strange feeling, like jealousy and gratitude at the same time, acted inside the beauty. An unexpected revelation turned out to be surprising - she was uncomfortable with the fact that the former harasser was deliberately indifferent to her.

As a result, the morning snack was completed without any aggravations for Olga.

After breakfast, the sport began. Guys, Ksenia and two other friends played ball, and Olga and Svetlana played badminton. The atmosphere of the company was fun and groovy. Night thoughts go home without residue dissolved in a relaxed environment. Physical activity provoked a surge of adrenaline, which finally restored mental balance.

After a couple of hours of play, people wanted to reduce their playfulness and just go fishing. Alexander joined their number. Olga gladly joined such relaxing entertainment.

Taking a tackle for hire, the fishermen-clowns scattered along the coast of Istria. There was enough space for everyone, and the angler fish spread out at a decent distance from each other.

They stand together at the very edge of the water. Cutie, being a little behind, hugs her lover by the waist. Its aroma and pristine silence, which occasionally is disturbed by fish splashes, circle its head. She's happy!

Idyll destroys the appearance of Ksyusha.

- Well, what, doves ?! How many bulls dragged?

- Ksyush, bull-calves are not found here! - Without looking up from the float, Alexander seriously parries.

“Oh, oh, oh, what are we ...” the unexpected guest teases.

She caught up with the couple and, passing by, runs her hand along Olga's pope from one hemisphere to the other, squeezing her fingers delicately.

From surprise, Olga shudders.

As if nothing had happened, Ksenia stopped next to her and said:

- If you catch someone decently, then you will be smoked. I found out they would give us a smokehouse.

- Gorgeous! You tell everyone about it. Championship announce though. At the same time, think up a thread of a prize for the one who draws the biggest! - Alexander suggested the idea.

- Okay! I'll go tell you that the prize for the biggest fish is a bottle of beer!

- Pull, - the guy laughed, approving the choice.

Olga was standing on the whole short conversation, tense like a string. She is stupidly afraid of the graceful panther lurking next to her.

- Ok, stay here! Coo! - Ksyusha, slowly marching behind her back, unceremoniously stroked her buttocks, the back of her thighs and, penetrating her fingers between Olga's slightly apart legs, rubbed her crotch through thick denim.

Olga felt - panties treacherously soak. The arrogance of the maiden is a stimulating effect on her Puritan organism.

Without breathing, without blinking, she cannot see how Ksyusha is moving away with the pleased face of the Cheshire Cat.

Only now the girl finds out in what crazy tone her straightened legs are. Probably, she too early vigilance. The danger is still too great! We must avoid contact with this crafty person!

To everyone's joy, fishing, as a result, was a success. At dinner, smoked fish and baked potatoes stood on the table. Still life was complemented by wine, vodka and the only winner’s beer bottle.

Alexander and Olga, bearing in mind the recent sad experience, limited the range of drinks to white wine, carefully controlling the dosage.

With all the fibers, Olga perceives the pinning glances of the nightly allies, striving from different sides of the table, and valiantly withstands the onslaught. The first success slightly increases her self-esteem. Keeping cool, she is already quietly exchanging remarks with other members of the company.

- Sash, I froze.Let's go to your room! - finally she asked.

In English, leaving the gazebo, the couple went to the room.

Alone together! Each of them was so waiting for this moment! However, often ...