1. “Happiness is here” or At a nudist camp. Part 1
  2. “Happiness is here” or At a nudist camp. Part 2
  3. “Happiness is here” or At a nudist camp. Part 3
  4. “Happiness is here” or At a nudist camp. Part 4
  5. “Happiness is here” or At a nudist camp. Part 5
  6. “Happiness is here” or At a nudist camp. Part 6
  7. "Happiness here" or in a nudist camp. Part 7
  8. “Happiness is here”, or in a nudist camp. Part 8
  9. “Happiness is here”, or in a nudist camp. Part 9
  10. “Happiness is here”, or in a nudist camp. Part 10
  11. “Happiness is here”, or in a nudist camp. Part 11
  12. “Happiness is here”, or in a nudist camp. Part 12
  13. “Happiness is here”, or in a nudist camp. Part 13
  14. “Happiness is here”, or in a nudist camp. Part 14

I nodded in agreement. And she thought to herself: “It seems that this invitation to bathe is a continuation of some kind of erotic line, which Irina obviously conceived for me. All the more curious about what will happen next. ” However, our joint swimming was quite normal. Irina wanted to swim away from the shore with me, but I said that I was not very confident in my abilities on the water and preferred to swim where I could stand with my feet on the bottom. Then Irina offered to swim along the coast to the opposite end of the nudist beach. She said that from there you can better see the beginning of the Bugaz Spit. We swam and went ashore at the same sign with a crossed swimsuit, as from the other side from which I came from Blagoveshchenskaya.

Back we did not sail, and went along the beach through the campsite. Two athletic folded guys who were lying naked on sun loungers looked at me with obvious interest. When we approached, they quickly talked about something and suddenly stood up like soldiers at “At attention!” Along our way.

“It seems that we are now waiting for the next show of our local Hohmachis,” said Irina.

When we caught up with the guys, one of them - a blue-eyed blond - cried out: “A company of the guard of honor, sing a song!” And they deliberately disjointedly tragic voices and interrupting each other screaming out a romance to us: “Chrysanthemums in the garden have already blossomed. Irina stopped and greeted her with a smile: “Hello to the artists of the burned-out theater, all joker?” Do not overheat in the sun yet? ”

The second guy, a slightly unshaven brunette, ruffled his hair and began to recite to me with a passionate and trusting aspiration:

All of us - here I want to confess -
We love brazenly undress ...
And delving into the members,
We are all looking for change ...

Irina burst out laughing: “Pasha! Seva! I understand that you are simply irresistible today. But do not so zealously envelop my companion with his charm. Nastya is under my protection - so now everyone is at ease and relax! ”She took my hand and led me on. And after us, the guys began to sing an alarmingly alarming: “We are peaceful people, but our armored train is on the siding!”

After a few steps, Irina showed me an improvised sign in front of a solar-powered camper on an old, chipped board, on which was the inscription: "FELLOW HERE." I smiled, thinking to myself that it was probably because of this inscription that Irina led me through the whole territory of the campsite.

When we returned under the tent and lay down on the bedspread, we saw Viktor Ivanovich in the sea diving with a mask. “That's interesting, is he there in swimming trunks, or has he already got used to it?” I thought to myself. And she asked aloud:

- What kind of hohmachi?

- Blondin name is Vsevolod, and brunet - Paul. They just finished GITIS. Maybe someday they will become famous artists and when you retire you will tell your grandchildren how creatively they wanted to meet you on the beach. Maybe I shouldn't have taken you away from them? It seems they managed to make a lasting impression on you. I noticed how you glanced over their “relief”, so to speak.

- I don’t know, there are two of them at once and they are so energetic ...And so naked - I was embarrassed.

- Yes, it is they just cheered up on you a new one, and even a textile worker. You know, on large nudist beaches, if a woman is alone and in a bathing suit, they are usually perceived as coming to meet at least. A dressed woman among the nudists will definitely not be left without male attention and persuasion to undress. Our beach is small, absolutely everyone knows and respects each other’s personal space. But as you can see, your appearance in a bathing suit still disturbed their hunting-masculine essence.

- What is it - it turns out that on a nudist beach it is quieter to be naked than dressed?

- On large beaches in the sense of not attracting peasants who are aggressively willing to talk, perhaps this is so.

- How strange. I never would have thought.

“You know for sure that half-dressed or, better to say, under-distribution usually looks more erotic than full nudity, leaving no room for exciting fantasies.” A naked body in a calm, non-provocative posture causes only aesthetic feelings. Beautiful ugly and nothing more. But in general, Seva and Pasha are spiritual guys. By the way, do you want me to show you one non-standard photo made according to the idea of ​​Vsevolod?

- Of course I want.

Irina got up from the bedspread and brought a camera from the camper. After looking through the footage, she showed me the desired photo. At the very edge of the kitchen's plywood roof in the middle of the camp, they sat symmetrically, laughing and propping their heads with an arm, Irina with a rather spectacular brunette. But Pasha and Seva in the pose of the Hermitage Atlantes with dejected faces stood, blocking with their body two front pillars, on which the roof rested. Moreover, the members of the guys were covered with large bunches of grapes hanging on ropes wrapped around the waist. So it turned out something like a parody of the antique sculptural group "nude".

- Creatively. And who is this brunette on the roof with you?

- This is Vika. Photographed by Yura, Vika's husband. They are our friends and neighbors. And in Moscow, and here at the campsite. It was we who invited them to the “Blue Dunes” and chose tents near the very edge of the camp to go close to each other.
Now they are not there - they went to Anapa and went to Utrish today for a change of impressions.

I looked at the sea, where Viktor Ivanovich continued to swim. I myself decided that if he comes out of the water in swimming trunks, then I will say goodbye and go to the boarding house no later than 4 pm And if it comes out without melting, then maybe I will stay for a while. I just did not want to disturb him with my unexpected presence, as he wants.

Noticing my view in the direction of Viktor Ivanovich, Irina said:

- Victor on the Zodiac - Cancer. All year groans that pulls him to the warm sea. And when you go to the warm sea, you may not get out of the water for hours. So he was stuck there for a long time. We'll make him a company later. And then I myself am already curious - in swimming trunks he is there or not.

I looked at Irina with surprise and marveled at the coincidence of our thoughts. And at the same time, and as if somewhat provoking frankness of Irina’s communication with me.

Irina, with the movement of a cat, turned over on her stomach and asked:

- Tell me, just be honest - do you not regret now that I did not allow you to leave immediately when you wanted to politely leave us?

I paused, thinking about the question.

- Well, to be honest, then I, perhaps, have a double sensation here. On the one hand, I want Viktor Ivanovich to be the supervisor of my diploma. Or maybe, if everything goes well, and the head of the graduate school. Accordingly, I don’t want any extra everyday knowledge about Viktor Ivanovich, especially regarding the delicate aspects of his personal life.

- It is on the one hand. You seem to be a very correct girl. A scientific leader for a well-educated student should be something of a celestial being. Well, on the other hand?

- On the other hand, everything is so unusual for me here. I feel like an alien that has got into uncharted territory

- And you understand the scientific curiosity?

- Well, something like that.

- About how many wonderful discoveries are preparing for the spirit of enlightenment! - Irina smiled - and what else would you like to know?

- Well, for example, the secret of your youth. How did you manage to preserve the youthful figure and body plasticity?

- In part, this is heredity. My mother is not rarely mistaken for a young woman from behind, and when she turns to them, their faces stretch out of surprise and sometimes they mumble something excusable. In general, the main secret is surprisingly simple - you just need to love your body and yourself beloved. Your body, which you dislike for what seems to be a flaw to you, will pay you mutual dislike and grow old faster than you would like. Well, and the correct alternation of physical activity with a relaxing massage, dissipating the effects of stress throughout the body. Mom taught me that. She is a sports doctor, and in the past, single skater.

- Is it really that simple?

- How to say. The ability to love your body naturally without narcissism and fanaticism, the ability to feel the harmony of your body along with the harmony of the soul and the harmony of the world around it is not enough for this desire. It also needs wisdom. And the wisdom of not one generation, but at least two generations is desirable.

- And your mother - also a nudist?

- Naturist. It is in the opinion of "textile workers" that nudists and naturists are the same, because both of them are naked. In fact, there are two big differences, as they say in Odessa. Nudists by and large almost do not care where to strip - if only there were naked ones nearby. Though on a city lawn, even on the roof of a nuclear reactor, even in the vicinity of a chemical plant, even on a littered beach. In the nudists there is something gregarious and rave. They need a great society such as Silver Pine to have the widest choice in communication naked (and often in different poses of the Kama Sutra). But when there are too many naked people around, the already haunting rookery begins, in which the harmony of nature is already on the tenth plane. The ecology of a place changes for the worse, the relationship ecology changes for the worse.

- why are you here to avoid nudists?

- Of course. And naturists do not like sunbathing. They definitely need a beautiful, clean and relatively secluded place. For them, it is also important that the few surrounding people were necessarily also psychologically comfortable, not dissonant with the beauty and wisdom of nature. We are here to admire nature, ourselves and each other.

- And Seva and Pasha - are they nudists or naturists?

- It depends. Here they have arranged hochma with you just like nudists. And when romances for two voices sing with a guitar by the fire - you just hear it. I would say that they are naturist souls, but adrenaline of youth from time to time takes them to the slippery path of nudism, - Irina laughed.

- But “Clean Dunes”, judging by the tablet, is a nudist camp.

- Yes, this inscription simply warns textile workers that they did not climb into our territory, that there are other rules of behavior here. Who are nudists - now they know almost everything. And who are naturists, in my opinion, even the majority of nudists do not guess. Here in our campsite nudists do not really take root, because they are bored and decent here. Our campsite is mostly family owned. So worried nudists we get bored and quickly migrate to places more eventful for them.

- This is where?

- Well, I did not hold a candle. It is said that under Dzhemete there is a swingers beach. Only not on the seashore, but in the depths of the dunes. On the lagoons of Big Utrish for nudists more fun than ours, because there are a lot of young people. That evening Vika and Yura will return from Utrish, you can ask them. And here we have an exceptionally healthy lifestyle. And life is boring and measured. So measured that sometimes there is a desire to fool around.

Apparently, Irina expected from me the question of what kind of these pranks. But I said nothing. Without waiting for my replica, Irina got up from the bedspread and offered to swim. When we entered the sea, Viktor Ivanovich sailed towards us.And soon it became noticeable through the clear water that he was in swimming trunks. Irina winked at me: "What a shy." Then she shouted: "The show must go on!" Dived and pulled from her husband smelting.

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