Grabbing a weakened woman with two hands on her hips, he still roared his dick into her ass with a roar. A sharp pain pierced the body. Nobody thought about tenderness. Irina was on the verge of her mind. She did not understand what was happening, where she was, and what was needed of her.

2.

She woke up when she began to get light. Ripped tunic did not hide anything. Having risen with difficulty, she passed into the house. From the bathroom came the singing of Sergei. Stripped to the waist, he was rubbed with a towel. He was cheerful and cheerful. A good mood left him when he saw his sister in a torn tunic.

- Your mother! Who are you like that? - picking up her waist, he asked.

- I do not know. It was dark.

“Well, bitches, they’ll get it enough for me,” he growled, assuming that this was the work of the local pests.

He helped remove the tunic and threw it in the trash. To his surprise, there were no bruises or bruises on Irina’s body. Dried spots of sperm were visible on the hips. More inspection did not give anything.

- Okay, take a shower. I'm in the kitchen - make tea with sandwiches. By the way, where is everyone?

- You do not expect them. I'll explain everything to you later.

In his room, he took out a cell phone and called the local police officer.

- Nikolai Petrovich, welcome! This is Sergey. I have a case for you, but not by telephone. Let me come to you today, we'll talk there ... Yes, thank you! Agreed

Throwing the phone on the couch, he hurried to the kitchen. It took about ten minutes to prepare breakfast. By this time, Irina was ready. Sat down at the table and slowly began to knead sandwiches, washed down with hot tea.

“Did you want to tell me something?” I am ready to listen to you. - Sergey began.

- Yes, I wanted ... Sergey, Eugene know that you slept with Tamara. Presumably he was told everything by the children, who at that moment were in the room. Don't ask where I know everything from. Take for granted.

- Now I understand why no one is home. And is Julia with them?

- I think yes! At least, she didn’t leave Andrei for a second yesterday. What do you think to do next?

- Irin! I love her. You may not believe, but I am ready for anything, if only she was near.

- You are a fool, Shackle! You ruin a good family. Well, even if Tamara's husband beat or somehow oppressed - you can still understand. And so you will be to blame.

- I understand everything. But I can not forget. Okay, I'm at work, and you go get some rest.

Irina did not rest, although she fell from exhaustion. Wearing a new dress and slightly smearing make-up dark circles under the eyes, she hurried to Tamara. The latter was already rushing by the number, not knowing what to do.

- What are you rushing about? Calm down, - Irina began to console her.

- Irin, I was at a granny, where Zhenya stayed, there is nobody there. Maybe they left?

- Hardly. Julia is like an anchor. Here somewhere. Let's go go through the territory, maybe someone saw them.

The women left the room and hurried to the sanatorium park. Poll vacationers did not give anything. The case took a serious turn.

Near the building of the village administration, raising a plume of dust, slowed down Sergey's jeep. In addition to the administration there was a district office. A gray-haired man in the rank of major was already waiting for his guest. Shaking hands firmly with Sergei, he invited him to sit down.

- How can I help? - he asked with a cold voice.

- Only between us, Nikolai Petrovich. I don't need publicity. Iryna was raped last night. I think someone from the local. Can you help?

- And I told you, Seryozha, said - your love of nudity will not bring you to goodness. Here and your Irina is the same. And the men are not iron. Someone gave up the slack, and he also made the girl ... On the bill, I will help, of course. Only you under your feet do not get confused, only you will interfere.

- Agreed, Petrovich! Only you this bitch before you plant, give me an hour.

- As without you.Without you you will not manage, - whether the policeman refused, or agreed with him.

Started to burn. Eugene threw off his shirt, rushed into the water. Swam fast. Such a pace allowed to warm up and did not give thoughts the opportunity to walk in the head with impunity. Andrei and Julia splashed near the shore, sprinkling water on each other. Julia was without a bra, as the small sharp breasts did not need him. Yes, and the father since childhood taught her to naturism, and she frankly believed that there is nothing shameful in this. She could have taken off her panties, but when she saw that Andrew and her father were in swimming trunks, she did not do that. The boy tried not to look at these not yet formed hemispheres, but his own eyes, besides his will, stuck into this forbidden beauty for him. Father floated back, so he hurried to bring his girlfriend to the shore and lay down with her in the warm sand, stomachs down. I didn’t want my father to say anything about naked Yulkin breasts.

Eugene acted wisely. He pretended that he was not interested, and thus did not embarrass his son. Julia, alien to what is going on in Andrei’s soul, jumped up and began to lay out the food prepared in advance by the caring Nina Timofyevna on the bedspread. The breasts jumped up and down with each of her sudden movements, and they drove the young man into the paint. Finally, everything was ready. All together began to work jaws, pretty hungry.

“Dad, where did you go at night,” Andrei suddenly asked.

- It was stuffy in the house, so I went outside to cool.

- You've been cooling for a long time. I managed to fall asleep, and when I woke up, you were already there.

- Something could not sleep, son. So I walked down the street for a bit. Why didn't you sleep?

- I thought about my mother. How is she without us?

- I do not know. I think she, like us, needs time to assess what happened. And now let's swim, - said Eugene, and grabbing an armful of children, dragged them into the water.

The restless guests, who had just had their lunch with the heat, had left the building of the dining room. Near the door stood Irina and asked everyone passing about Yulia. No one saw the girl. In the distance there was laughter from the seniors and Lev Solomonovich was standing in front of the woman, walking by the arm with a new passion.

- Irina! What happened? There is no face on you, ”he began to torture his acquaintance.

- Lev Solomonovich, my dear! Have you seen Julia?

- It seems to me that in the morning I saw her walking with the young man towards the beach. I can, of course, be mistaken, but I saw her for sure. And let's go there together and check?

The old man unceremoniously threw his lady and immediately clutched at the hand of Irina.

- Come, come. We should definitely make sure that everything is fine with the girl. And as if the police did not have to go.

- Oh well! Let's go, - agreed Irina.

3.

- Hello, Sergey? - brought the call from the deep thought of a young man.

- Yes, Nikolai Petrovich.

“I would like to see the crime scene.” Can this be done now?

- Of course! I am all at your disposal. In five minutes I'll pick you up.

- I'm waiting.

Exactly five minutes later, Sergey's jeep was standing near the administration. Major, Travkin Nikolai Petrovich, who worked all his life as a district police officer in his native village, hardly loaded into a car. Once the injured leg. The young lieutenant was in ambush when a thief came to him - a repeat offender Shaly. It was not possible to twist right away, the reptile turned out to be too nimble. Burst out and run. Kohl, stubborn in his youth, rushed after him. And it almost overtook. Yes, only the thief snatched the trunk and wounded in the leg. They wanted to write off the young opera because of the stiff knee, but the case presented itself - the place of the district police officer was freed up in his native village. Since there were no people willing to serve in Tmutarakan, he was temporarily identified. So he was for the villagers and the opera, and the judge, and the prosecutor, and the lawyer at the same time. At the same time, he was indisputable authority. Just like everything to him. So almost served to retirement. The year has remained.

In front of the gate of the house, the jeep braked sharply. Having waited, when the dust will sit down, Nikolay Petrovich, has fallen out of a cabin and lit .... Read more →