In the life of Natasha came a difficult period. Her life before sex with her sister did not differ simplicity. Now, in fact, it tightened between the millstones, each of whom tried to sharpen it for themselves. Mom continued to make of her the “perfect bride”, the nineteenth century: long skirts, poetry, oriental dances, which Nara tearfully begged in return for the ballroom, and the cooking that was given to the girl is very bad. The sister tried to wake her passionate, unpredictable lover. From the doorway, when they were alone, my sister kissed her, hugged her, stroked her crotch, involuntarily wagged her ass and it all mixed with everyday life. Apparently, in this way she tried to provoke Natalia to respond to spontaneous signs of attention, but in fact it only alienated the sisters from each other. Therefore, or maybe just like that, my sister began to show interest in her sister and out of the house: she stopped by to greet the institute, tried to catch in the toilet, became too close in front at the dance.

Natasha did not give a delicate temperament to speak, and her sister ignored the hints, covered with eros. From similar, Nata began to increase stress, badly affecting her unstable hormones and, consequently, erection, which made her think that she did not attract Natasha and provoked her to more serious actions. In recent days, Kate kissed her sister by force, threw her on the bed and took her when she wanted. During sex, she squeezed her sister more and more and closer with her hands closer to her neck. Natasha realized with horror that being rude to her excites her sister. Being a supporter of sublime feelings and marital tenderness, Natalya never felt sadomasochism, and her behavior did not frighten her. During the last act, Katya, experiencing an orgasm, squeezed her sister's throat so that Natasha had to hold her sister's fingers with both hands until she recovered to not suffocate. Recovering, Katerina apologized for a long time, but there was practically no remorse in her voice. She regretted what had happened, but would gladly repeat it. Then it came to Nata - no further tolerance. She used to say something similar and in more decisive forms, but now she understood it. And she was full of determination.

On Friday evening, after returning from the dance, Katya first of all pressed Nate to the front door, obviously not going to waste time before her mother came in for free, but she met her sister’s focused and serious look and perished.

- What are you doing? - She asked, releasing the hands of Nata, which she grabbed by the wrists.

- Cach, we need to talk. Your behavior scares me. I think you do not control yourself.

- Oh, Nata, you bend over. I am fully aware of my actions. I have always been sexually relaxed and loved sudden sex.

- Katya, my love. The last time you almost strangled me. And, do not deny it, you liked it! You were shaking like a fever. I do not say that you do not give a report on your actions, but you are clearly losing control. If not above events, then above desires for sure.

Katerina looked at her sister, looking for the right words. Nat caught a grudge in her eyes, a stiffened face and high uplifting breasts and slowly approached, gently hugged her sister.

- Do not, Cach, do not answer. I do not want to part with you, I'm just really worried about you!

Tears appeared in Nata's eyes against her will, but she restrained herself. Kate felt her sister's mood and hugged her back. They stood there for about five minutes before Katerina pushed her sister away to continue the conversation:

- Well, I agree, lately I’m getting stronger than usual, but what do you suggest? I try so hard to drink these nasty evening dragees and those soothing wonder-wheels that are cooked in the foxwort. After all, you know yourself, we can not take a little bit effective drugs.

- Katya ... Katya, sister, don't be angry, but we need an endocrinologist. And you, and, triple, me.

Silence hung in the air. Katya did not look shocked, but it was obvious that she did not consider it a good idea. Natasha recalled all the arguments that she diligently wrote out yesterday for a long memory. She immediately broke the paper, but everything remained in her head. Kate sighed and gave the most obvious:

- Natasha, we are physicians ...

- Kate, I took samples from me for three days, went with other groups to the laboratory, strolled couples there, the laboratory technician laid eyes on me, and the cleaner already handed me a rag without question. I did all the experiments that we have already passed, carefully recorded the results, spent a day with reference books trying to decipher them, but none of the experiments helped me determine the level and ratio of even testosterone and estrogen, I am not talking about anything serious. Need specialization, experience, equipment. Behind your shoulders are already three full years of study, sister, do you want me to give you all your notes?

Kate pursed her lips for a second, but then guiltily looked down at the floor.

- You're right sis. Who, if not we understand this. This mother could have thought that, giving us to the medical center, she would save us from going to the doctors, - Having entered the university, the sisters really didn’t visit the endocrinologist anymore, and indeed they did not appear more often in the clinic than the medical examinations and studies, but How can we even go for an examination? I may not find anything except hormonal imbalance, but your ... "dignity" will be difficult to hide.

Natasha was slightly taken aback. It could not be that my sister did not know. On the other hand, why would she even think about it at all?

- Sis, do you know that I have no reason to hide it? Yes, and you too. Our “advantages” are quite officially registered in our medical records since the days of the maternity hospital.

- I.e? - Sister asked again after a minute, full of painful awareness.

- Katya, we are not alone. We are not the first, not the last and not the only ones. Even more - we are not very rare. Our problems are not spontaneous, and we got up before the birth to register with the endocrinologist. Did you seriously not know?

- I never even thought about it! All that in my life I knew about this is that no one can be shown, told, hinted, or somehow touched this topic. It suited me - my mother did not get tired of repeating that otherwise I would not have friends, but I always had friends, and I did not want to lose them.

- My God, sister, but what about the medical examination? We after all always passed them separately!

- Well, from childhood I thought that mother was everywhere warning. Persuasion, requests, bribes ... I never even had to fill out a questionnaire, without the close attention of my mother.

- That is, she never sent you one for analysis?

- Well, until twelve years old I would not have been able, and then ... What are you doing !?

Nath stood at the door, clenched her fists, gritting her teeth, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She suddenly acutely felt the injustice of the maternal relationship. She, who really needed support and help, at fourteen had to find out the boorish and disregarding attitude of doctors, to go through examinations alone, try to get directions and hear in her address: “Dynamic hermaphroditism? Not scary, probably not die. I have really sick people in the queue, you will receive a referral in turn. ” And when, having collected references, having written out provisions and laws, she fully argued the need for a full free examination, the doctor wrote out the direction to her as if she had sued her child, and when she passed it, she whispered in her ear: “Anyway, you will grow up a whore And nowhere you will not get away from it.Following!". That night, Natasha cried into the pillow until morning, and by the morning she had a fever. The only thing, why Nata did not collect things, how she recovered, and didn’t go as far as she could see, was that the next week, which she had lain in the heat, her mother did not leave her bed a single step.

Memories ...