- Len, well, tell me. - It seemed that even the glasses of Irkina glasses glow with curiosity. - What for?

- Yes, why not, just like that. - I tried to dodge the explanations of Lenka, without, however, any hope of success.

Just yesterday, in the locker room of the pool, sketching a glance thrown by her friend on her intimate place, Lena realized that questions could not be avoided. And that stubborn Irka shakes out of it all to the smallest details. Here it is, begins.

- Oh, do not whistle only! She sews her skirt and will consult about the length five times, and here she made the depilation and silence. If once in once, the fitness center did not go, so would continue to be tikharila. I remember leaving for the south, quite fervently chubchik there curled up, and yesterday I look: everything is smooth, like a newborn. And “just like that,” out of boredom. Yeah. I believe.

- Well, Er. - I made the last attempt to defend Lena, pressed against the wall. - Can I have little secrets?

- From the best friend? - Offended looked at her Irka. - And I tell you everything.

- But not me? - Lenka was outraged. - I, by the way, shared this with you, about which nobody can be at all! You know everything. And about the wild beach, and how Tema and me on the island ... were playing, and how it happened in a tent for the first time.

“I would tell you everything, too.” - Ira sighed sadly. “But you know, I haven’t had anything like it myself.” I am listening to you, and drooling with envy.

- Yeah. - Lenka giggled. - Between the legs.

- Yah you. - Suddenly embarrassed Irka. “Although that day when you laid out your rest for me, I really ran home in wet shorts.” It was also impossible to remove, unfortunately. Short skirt.

- Look, I'll tell you, go back in wet panties. - Lena threatened.

- Yes, even without them. - Irka dismissed, comfortably sitting down on the couch. - Under the jeans can not see. Come on, girlfriend. You know that I still will not leave.

- Hurry you would have your personal life began. - snorted Lenka. - In fact, I have no great secret. Just for the next night we have with the topic ...

- It was sex. - Exaggeratedly boring voice continued Irka, clearly trying to tease her friend.

- Not! - The poisonous voice of a fifth-grader, who announced that she had refused to kiss the boy, responded Lenka. - Just this was not.

True, catching incredulous Irkin glance, slightly recovered.

- Well, almost was not. So, petted a little. It hurt me, you know where.

Lenka little deceitful. That night, she reassured more than once or twice the Temya “fighter” who stood up and rushed to attack. How? Mouth of course. Cream Temkin then drank to the very top. And where to go? In the tent especially not populis. So swallow. Artem could and on her, of course, come. Just that and look you splash in the dark something. Yes, and then she sit sticky from men's juice no pleasure. It was a shame to wash before everyone from the tent to the horror. Immediately after all guess what it suffered to the water. Of course, hardly anyone will notice from the fire, not the rest of Lenka, now, but suddenly.

- And then they decided to play cards with Theme. At first did not know what. Undress, then there is nowhere else, not for the money. And then they invented: who will lose, the hair is removed there. Here I am depilating and lost.

- And Temka all night from you on a hair pulled out. - Irka laughed.

- Well, you see, you already know everything. Nothing to tell. - Lena portrayed the offense, but, unable to withstand the severity of tone, she also laughed. - Durynda you, Irka.

“Listen,” she suddenly became serious, “tell me how it is?” It hurt? What are the sensations

- Yes, the pain is no. Apply the cream for a few minutes. He pinches a bit and that's it. Be patient without problems.Feelings begin when it is removed, and all look at you. Remember, I said that before Max without panties it was a shame to stay? So, imagine now that you are already naked once again cowards removed. Hairdo there at least something to hide. And here everything is, well, just all for show! If I had been put in front of men right on the first day, I would not know how I had survived.

Lenka did not exaggerate, perhaps even kept silent about something. Her hopes that it would be possible to turn the affair with a loss somehow quietly, without attracting everyone's attention, were scattered in the morning. Depilation requires cream and, if you don’t have your own, you have to go and ask. And when it turned out that my mother and Lyudmila didn’t have any with them either, and nowhere to get, except to bring them from the city, I had to devote a secret to little Lenin and everyone else.

Max and Anton at first just laughed. Like, so much fuss, and the whole prize and a shaving brush is not enough. And only finally drove Lena into the paint, they decided to help the girl to pay the loss. Anton, waving his hand to the heat and not too good road, promised to go. True, he put a condition that the operation will be performed personally by him. This, they say, the premium for delivery.

Lenka, her eyes buried in the sand, just nodded. And what was left to do? Lost - pay. However, when I imagined this evening show, where they would lay it out in front of everyone, like a ceremonial dish on the table, and they would start smearing it, so at least run away from the camp. After Antoshka left, she even sniffed her nose in her tent. A little bit, of course. Still, I managed to get used to the “naked” games a little. And Subject to her still looked, called on a boat ride. If you don’t have snot on his cheeks smeared like some kind of stick. And he, noticing that Lena was nervous, began to calm him down.

- Len, well, do not take you all so seriously. This is a game, joke, funny.

- Yes i am trying. - Lenko sighed. - Only too outrageous for me it turns out. For all ...

- We still wanted to play with everyone today. So ... what is not a game. - Subject smiled encouragingly. - Well, do you want me to “finish with you” for company? Let me Luda smear or your mother.

- Knight. - Thankfully patted the guy's hand Lena. - No no need. This is my loss and paying for it together is not fair. But thank you.

- Well, thanks, you can kiss. - Slyly winked at her Subject.

From the cunning look of the guy it was clear that he would like to get a kiss at least not on the cheek.

- Not in the boat.

- Why not. Unusually.

- Go with your singularity. Only roll over was not enough. Want to kiss, swam to the shore. And far away, so that we could not be seen from the camp!

Either kisses are really the best sedative for girls, especially when they kiss where they usually wear panties, or the nature of the troubles has come to an end, but she really soon stopped twitching about the upcoming evening. Only when Anton returned and, having got out of the car, he waved the color box clamped in her hand, Lena felt some disturbing emptiness and a desire to slip away somewhere in the abdomen, but then, to her great relief, it turned out that Toshka was not going to organize any demonstration sessions. Just go to dinner in her tent before dinner and do everything there, without making too much fuss.

So it's a completely different alignment! She was afraid that everyone would stare at her. And then, think, Antoshka will do her cosmetic procedure. Immediately the merry Lenka declared that she would expect the arrival of the master with impatience. She bent that, of course. She was still very embarrassed by the prospect of facing a man in such an unusual position. But, oddly enough, along with the shame in her, some kind of unsettling excitement, anticipation of a new, unusual game, grew in her. After all, they will go to the bonfire in the evening with everyone. And she is also without a "hairstyle." Lenka tried not to think about it, but it didn't work out very well.The agitated imagination did not want to calm down, responding to unclear pictures with a slight trembling in the lower abdomen. Lena even worries about this. The drop-by-drop that did not leave her excitement filled her "pearl shell" ...