Rounded shapes wrapped in cloth ...

Elasticity of the skin, touched by elasticity ...

Overall, a vague idea has acquired a number of details, until it became a premonition. An uneasy track linked past and present.

More recently, Vladislav would have thought three times before thinking ahead. Now the future has the expected image, quite concrete and tangible.

It was not easy - to lay it in the long term. Unwanted layering. Conflicts ...

Somehow they not only managed not to stop, but found an excuse for this. The border has thinned. Olga felt dissonance. For months, she tried to reconcile personal considerations with considerations of a higher order. It turned out once and often with the opposite result.

She had a folding figure, but this left a double impression. Looking at her, Slava remembered her at the blackboard. The feeling is almost otherworldly: in her clothes nothing hinted at the “gustiness” of the lines, did not emphasize the transitions. Yet at times it seemed to him that he was caught, that she had caught him - in the middle of a lesson - in an attempt to see this “impetuousness”.

***

Light burned in all rooms, and otherwise, as forgetfulness, it is difficult to explain. But they could afford to be forgetful, given that there was no one else in the apartment.

The hand of the clock passed midnight, and Olga Dmitrievna walked around the apartment naked. Her seductive volumes, skin elasticity, touched by elasticity - Slava watched them without the usual "wrapper" - the fabric, stretched transversely and along the elegant curves of a thirty-seven-year-old woman ...

She liked to seem a little bolder than she really was. More boldly than used to feel. Domestic exhibitionist - that’s what Olga never suspected herself - asked outside.

Glory stared, not fearing the consequences. On the contrary. He knew less than he would like, but he saw how readily Olga Dmitrievna was reacting to everything she seemed to be used to. And it was great.

He liked to see her like that. Not the same as it used to see. Be involved in her private life. Everything that so few knew; that could not be revealed to one and all.

Their date was delayed.

Of course, calling it a date is an exaggeration. Jokes about “extracurricular lessons” also seem silly. From the very beginning, they seemed tasteless, but over time, the truth in them was only added, to continue to consider them as jokes, it seems wrong.

In addition, Olga still did not want to set off tender care, forethought towards each other with something more rude. Therefore, romantic fleur came in very handy.

So Olga, as a teacher of Glory, became his girlfriend. Unofficially, but still. Vladislav, having fallen into an experienced married woman, lost his former interest in his contemporaries.

Only occasionally, with a strange almost masochism, he draws attention to one or two of these type of girls. He probably would have agreed even to fuck them, but only as a big-big favor. They seem to him too young to date with guys.

So Slava first experienced paternal sentiment.