That the institute is not a school, Vova Pechenkin understood, alas, only at the end of the first year. Having mistakenly decided that knowledge is more important than attendance at classes, he was faced with the fact that he was not admitted to the chemistry exam.
“Olga Andreevna,” he repeated tensely, “I can pass all the material, you can check it out right now.”
“Pechenkin,” Olga Andreevna Sinitsyna, head of the department, looked at him a little annoyed, distracting herself from filling out the papers, “well, well, I can say. Happy for you.
“But then why ...”
“Because it was necessary to attend all the lectures,” the teacher did not let him finish. - Do you understand? EVERYTHING. Or have a pass for a good reason. Illness and te de. And you do not have it.
- Olga Andreevna ... - Vova Pechenkin was on the verge of despair. - And what, nothing can be done?
- And what can you do? - philosophically said the head. pulpit, removing the hair strand by the ear and not stopping work. - To be smarter in the future.
- Well, maybe you can somehow agree? - forced Vova out of himself. He never offered a bribe and now he felt like a sapper in his first minefield.

Olga Andreevna turned away from filling out the reporting for the first course and raised an interested look at him.
- This is what, Pechenkin, you offer me a bribe?
- Well ... I ... - student hesitated. - Maybe for the department what a good thing to do ...
- For the department, it means - Olga Andreevna leaned back in her chair. - Eh, Pechenkin, only because of your head, which is not empty and actually loves chemistry, - I make an exception. On Wednesday, come by 9 am here, but not in full dress.
- Thank! - the guy smiled and almost ran away from the office.
At the appointed time, Vova found an unfamiliar girl in the office. Looking at her out of the corner of his eye, he found that she was very good-looking. Dark blond hair to shoulders with a small pigtail at the left ear, a slim figure in a pink blouse and a dark skirt to the middle of the thigh, and a height of about seventy meters. The person did not say that “to go nuts!”, But the more Vova sneaked at him, the more it seemed to him somehow beautiful and forcing him to look at him again and again. A couple of times the girl clearly noticed his eyes, but said nothing, only chuckled a little.
- Yeah, the team is complete, - said Olga Andreevna, opening the office. - Well. Come on in.
“Team?” Thought Vova, letting the ladies forward and at the same time evaluating the form of the stranger from behind. The figure behind was also very, very.

“So,” the department head looked at them. “I give you the chance you asked me about.” Your task is to bring the laboratory to the divine form. Deadline for you - until the day after. Cope - get admission to the exam.
Vova and the girl looked at each other, not knowing how to react to this unexpected statement. However, they did not have much choice.
- You will have the key, Safonov, as the eldest, - Olga Andreevna continued, not bothering with physiognomic exercises at all. - Responsible for the safety and integrity of the equipment. Pechenkin you in the background, like a gentleman with a lady.
Here she smiled a little mischievously. Then she almost rhetorically asked:
- Questions? Well, nice. Cleaning tools in the laboratory.
While walking along the corridor to the laboratory, which was in the corner alley, Vova interpreted what had happened. In principle, he did not see anything particularly difficult in the future. What he did not wash flasks, or what? Well, the floors with tables, too, probably have. Although most of the time will have to change the bucket with water, he thought.
Safonova opened the door of the laboratory - Vova had never been inside it. They went inside, looked around - and he whistled. Not that the room was gigantic - about 4 to 10, not more - but how much was there in it all!
“Mother dear,” Vova drawled.
“That's got it,” breathed his companion.

Most likely, the laboratory was used as a warehouse because it was densely packed with equipment and tools. The light of the already rising June sun scattered a myriad of bunnies in retorts, flasks and beakers. The walls, by the way, were also far from primeval cleanliness. About the floors could not even speak.
“A shed, just a shed,” the girl said, stunned. - Well, Olga Andreevna ...
She looked at Vova and said:
- Let's get acquainted, perhaps, comrade in misfortune. My name is Irina.
“Vova,” he said. I thought and asked: - Do you think it is humanly possible to wash it? Or is Hercules needed here?
- And we have no choice, Vova, - said Irina. - I need admission to the exam, blood from the nose. And if you are not ready to work hard here ... - she carefully looked at him.
“I, too, have nowhere to go,” Pechenkin shrugged. - So - the earlier we start ...
He threw a bag on a hanger and took the bucket in the corner. He looked around and headed for the sink. After a minute, I attached a small piece of rubber hose to the still old Soviet brass faucet, for this very purpose and apparently lying under the sink. And he began to draw water.
- Interestingly, is there a working clothes to change? - thoughtfully asked Irina, looking around the laboratory.
The question was far from idle, albeit rhetorical - nothing like that could be seen. Meanwhile, both students came to the institute, though not in the “front door”, as Sinitsyna requested, but it’s far from the fact that it was not a pity to anticipate cleaning. Voviny jeans and skirt Irina after cleaning, no doubt, would have lost any presentation.
- Can I go home and then come back here? He suggested.

“Not an option,” Irina shook her head. - I have to go home about two hours, I live in Olkhovka. Yes, and soon dinner on the route, I’ll only be back here at 2 o'clock. Not all day down the drain. And I feel that in one day we will not get off. But you, if you want, go.
- Yes, I, too, in the Dzerzhinsky district to dangle, - Vova admitted. - Do not dipped.
“Then let's try this,” said Irina. - If possible carefully.
- Yeah, - Vova nodded.
Irina, hands on her hips, was examining the laboratory with a view of the commander on the field of the upcoming battle. And Vova looked at her from the back, allowing himself to fantasize - taking a piece of clothing from a girl behind the subject and putting it in different poses. So what? Isn't he a man or something? Oh, and you can not dream?
“I suggest here what to do,” Irina turned around, and Vova hurriedly began to think about something neutral in order to bring down the growing erection. - First you need to wash the dishes and all the equipment, make it into a corner, and then take over the walls and floor.
- Come on, - the guy nodded. - From what angle do we start?
“But from this,” Irina nodded to the left neighbor.
Pretty soon, both realized that it was impossible to do something and not get dirty. Irina has twice shaken off, and even washed up the dirty marks from the skirt; Vova had to do it more often.
“That won't do,” she bit her lip, lost in thought. - I don’t want to be like a bitch, I still have to go home.
- I, damn, already a little bit like, - Vova looked at himself.
Irina looked at him for a minute was silent. He was about to interrupt her thoughts when she said:
- There is an offer. But mind you do not laugh, and not a moron.
— ?

Apparently, on Vova’s face, a mixture of bewilderment appeared with indignation, because the girl continued:
- I offer to take off outerwear.
Irina blushed under the boy’s gaze and hurried to attack:
- Or is there a better offer?
“No, no,” Vova shook his head. He could not resist the temptation to look at Irina from top to bottom.
“There’s nothing to look at with your eyes,” the girl correctly interpreted his feelings.
She began to unbutton her blouse. She took it off and carefully hung it on a hanger in the corner by the door. Vova pulled a T-shirt over his head and took hold of the belt, looking at the white bra holding strong small breasts. Well, they probably are. Not yet visible. Why do you say bye? Vova could not explain. Just a feeling that suddenly appeared.
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