Chapter 1

On the one hand, everything seemed to be clear, on the other - I wanted to know more.

Sasha thought. Who to ask, who to consult, what to read?

He suddenly felt how superficial and shallow his knowledge.

"Study, study and study again!". For whom it is said?

He felt a little ashamed. I graduated to ninth grade and still a boy. Okay, boy, but he didn’t know the main thing - how? That is, he knew, but not enough to not be afraid to be embarrassed while doing the practice.

But what examples before my eyes! Vaughn, Petka. Every day in the toilet, lit a cigarette, and with a show, blowing smoke up, tells how he and with whom. And what names he called! Marina from parallel class, Lenka from eighth, Olga from (scary to say) tenth. The boys listened, opening their mouths. And Sasha listened. To tell the truth, sometimes it seemed to him that Petka was flooding. But listening was still interesting. Therefore, nobody ever interrupted Petka. Sometimes someone timidly began to describe his adventures, but it turned out somehow clumsy, and then Petka seized the initiative and again continued to sing about his exploits.

For example - yesterday.

After Petka’s story, Sasha had two lessons of burning ears.

Sasha was faced with the task of separating the truth from the lie and understand what and how?

And all because his relationship with Natasha reached such a stage that Sasha suddenly realized that the girl was ready to give him. Of course, not by itself. For two years, they were friends, so to speak, everyone knew about it. He came to her house, she to him. Natasha studied in a parallel class. It was a very pretty girl. Kind and trusting. Sasha immediately fell in love with her.

Her father was a naval border officer, they lived at the garrison itself. Far away, but Sasha did not feel this distance. It seemed that there were no these four kilometers at all. Four there, four back. Very useful.

They walked in the evenings, went to the movies. Even in the eighth, on New Year's Eve, they first kissed and — off it went. Summer was great. They went swimming in the river. Where she fell into the sea. Dunes, three beautiful pines. It was cool.

A noisy, big company gathered, but each time Sasha and Natasha managed to retire in the coastal bushes. Kissing till the stupor, the girl allowed him to untie the straps of her swimsuit and Sashka was completely dazed at the sight of her bare breasts with large brown nipples. He gently and carefully touched this miracle, gently squeezing, each time carefully asking if it hurt her.

“Not at all,” Natasha laughed.

- And so? - and he squeezed harder.

- And so - no.

- And so?

- So, of course, it hurts, bad, stop it.

Now he knew how painful it was, but how painful it did

At first, the sidekick teased him, asking how he was with Natasha. Sasha waved away, which meant that there was no business. They believed him, everyone knew that Natasha was a mama's daughter and running after her was not a waste of time. Gradually, the boys stopped asking him, although he already had something to tell them. In September, it was already in the ninth grade, Natasha somehow came to his home to work on algebra. And he was at home all alone.

It happened. Usually someone was, and here - once, and everyone ran away.

Neither mother nor bro.

Natasha was a little embarrassed that no one seemed to want to come in another time. But Sasha firmly took her hand and pulled her into the room. Natasha was in a short black skirt and a yellow blouse.

It all started as something stupid, awkward. He began to kiss her right at the hanger. And she seemed to push him away. But for some reason he did not remember.That is, it seemed to him that she does not oppose at all and agrees to everything in advance.

It is possible that they would have kissed at the hanger for a long time, but Sasha suddenly felt so sharply and sharply ... Well, this ... Got jerked up and jerked. Previously, in such a situation, he usually gently moved away from Natasha, and then, on the contrary, he began to press her to her, so much so that she could not help feeling his tense organ.

At first she jerked like a fallow deer, caught in a poaching snare, but Sasha was stronger and held her very tightly. What ruled him? There is no doubt that the basics of knowledge were laid there, in the school toilet. The real embodiment of this science was his leg, which he advanced forward, and his knee suddenly appeared between her knees. All the boys said that it needs to be done first. Spread her legs with your knee. And now Sasha, with a wild, indescribable delight, felt what had happened. He continued to kiss Natasha, but all his feelings are now concentrated in his knee. Then he slightly bent his leg and it turned out that the girl was sitting on his thigh. Wow! So for what it was necessary to insert her leg into it! Well, class!

And now he remembered the following science. It was necessary to hold a palm up her thigh. And so that the palm slid under the skirt, and not over it, as it always has been. And Sasha decided. Actually, he did not think long. It is possible that toilet knowledge had nothing to do with it. And without any prompting he really wanted to stroke Natasha's legs. It was that ironing.

And he, continuing to press Natasha with his left hand, put his hand on her smooth knee. It was still warm in summer, and the girl was without stockings. In truth, her knees, and a little higher, she let him touch before. For some reason most often in the movies. Although there were so many peers around. Maybe because everyone did it? It is ridiculous, but when the lights were suddenly turned on, many of the girls, who were sitting in an embrace with the guys, were twitching, as if they were stung, and frantically pulling off their little skirts. Stupid, if they were sitting calmly, then maybe no one would have noticed that they allow their cavaliers! Sasha, too, gently caressed Natasha's legs above the knees, but his hand was always neatly covered with Natasha's skirt. Yes, and Natasha allowed herself to be low, so only to the upper edge of the stockings. Sasha knew the limits of what was permitted and behaved very good. He was glad and this. The cinema where he could caress Natasha was a special joy for him, because neither he nor her, such a caress was no longer allowed. She was afraid that someone would enter. But no one entered. But she still sharply and even viciously pushed him away. If he tried.

Well there is no way.

Sasha always with excitement recalled how he touched Natashkina legs for the first time. He remembered it well. It was still in the eighth grade, somewhere in May. They gathered at Andrei to celebrate his birthday. Lightly drank. Someone turned off the light. And when turned on, it turned out that only four remained in the room. Sasha, Natasha, Vovka and Nina. Moreover, Vovka and Nina eagerly kissed. Sasha felt like a burdock and, taking Natasha by the hand, quietly said:

- Let's go to the loggia, it's hot here.

He, like a beast, felt that the second room, the kitchen, and even the bath, were most likely occupied by couples who had faded so hastily when the lights went out. And he was right. Everywhere was occupied. But there was nobody on the loggia. But here there was a big chair, in which Natasha immediately sat down. Sasha timidly tried to sit next to her, but Natasha muttered something displeasurely, and he sat down at her feet. Right before his eyes were her knees, tightly covered with a thin nylon. Sasha glanced at Natasha's eyes, as if asking for permission, it seemed to him that she agreed that she did not want him to touch her. And he put his hand on her knee.

It was necessary to say something, but what? Do not explain yourself immediately in love!

- Do you have pantyhose or stockings? - Sasha said hoarsely.

And he led his hand up to the very edge of her short skirt.To his joy, Natasha did not resent, did not crack him in the face, and answered, apparently, in full accordance with the degree of her intoxication.

- What do you think?

He thought nothing. He wanted only one thing, move the palm higher.

And he ...