My aunt, like my mother, talked to me, and did not expect an answer. Just thinking out loud. Own life, hopes, dreams ... And disappointments.

- We have a petty problem. Well, they sat down with her to decide. In the university that would do, the money was needed. He yelled. Well, I will sell the garage. And then what will I do? Let's better get rid of the problem. I don’t need it, and you often go there alone. So no one needs ... And everything hung in the air.

Katya sat with her hands between her knees. And in my head a “not-so-like” woman had just flashed. And nothing about this reminded. Plaque fly, mimicry some sort!

- I'm off time

- absenteeism took, and she went to decide. I made my way to the rector. With a hint of money, there was no need to break through there! Cabinet, leather furniture ... All complain, little pay! Bitches!

- Dressed modestly, BUT! And took the bull by the ear. I say: there is no money anyway, I can only THIS! And skirt lifted.

And under it except stockings there is nothing. Even hair!

Katya giggled and looked at me conspiratorially.

- Saw after all. Since that time I have not found anything there. Well, I continue to his eyes. Your ssykuhi that know how? And I am a married woman and giving birth. But still pussy, as in the pussy! Do not believe? Need to check! Your female students, also need to persuade. And suddenly something is wrong? You never know. These shmandovki

canny.

- With me, no problems. It will be necessary, I will come. While the daughter is learning, strength is on your side ...

She paused again. She remembered, relived the TU situation. His determination to act for the DAUGHTER! I tried again about the correctness of my decision.

- That “borovok” was already elderly. Experience life wagon. He didn’t even twitch, didn’t make scenes at the fountain. He sat and sat down, made a decision. Again, convinced-muzhikov normal, two times and no one there!

- You said, let's give a statement. Yes, pull the skirt, and then you probably feel awkward and cool. And everything speaks in a calm voice. What does school mean! And signed in red ink. Straight in ink!

- I did not read what he had written there. She grabbed and ran. When I was on the train, I looked. And there RED on white. "Take to the budget department for the specified specialty. Provide a FREE hostel, with food at the expense of the university! The words budget and free FAT are underlined!

Having relieved sighing, ETA is a resolute woman (it’s not possible to say differently), she was probably convinced again that ALL she had done was RIGHT! And what is the rest of her thinking, she does not care!

- Well, why? Why so, Sasha? We dreamed, believed and hoped with a setra! Zhituha will! For the husband as behind the wall. And it is like that ... No, I won't say anything bad. But they did not expect it. We have among women, some kind of anomaly! And Olga and me. Yes and daughters the same along the way. It seems that the men are not lousy, and not the men!

Hop out of it probably already out. And we talked in some kind of monologue. My answers (I repeat) did not seem to be required. And Kate continued, confirmed this.

- I here Sanka, at you SUCH allowed ... She herself takes aback. And not because the peasant is missing.

And you have something THAT. Do not fool, do not betray. We gut it. You came back, and Olka flourished. I see, I envy even. And now she herself understood why.

She looked into my eyes with some sort of challenge. And I did not take my own, did not even blink. Only the fingertips went cold. A familiar and forgotten feeling.

- Exactly! SIGHT! When someone beside him chops wood or a light bulb changes ... Even scratches his ear. Or looking at your pussy ... You're inside with your essence, FEEL-near Man!

Standing up, Katya stretched sweetly. Corrected dressing gown, tightened the belt. AND EVERYTHING! It was not near languishing women.It was Mother, Wife, Woman! Family with them, or what?

- Let's go to sleep ... Morning already. You there, I there.

And we went to the rooms. I do not know how aunt, but I could not sleep for a long time. And understanding came. They after all LEARN me! With your own words, life experience! HOW TO! Act, act and behave! Staying Alone with a Woman! How she wants and wants her! And they want different!

This is similar to the service in the "household". cocked! A sniper needs one thing. Hide, aim and shoot. The machine gunner is completely different. Take a position (and the same thing is the same), and cover-support with fire. And the radio operator SAYS. What he sees, knows, wants. The commander of the situation command commands.

So it turns out that "I myself am the commander." And a senior officer, and a cook in one bottle. Having made an unexpected discovery and mentally digesting it, I fell asleep.

Waking up and still lying, I thought. Life is not so fucking! Around beautiful women. I am healthy, young and decisive! At some points even experienced! Is it bad? NOT! This fuck up! Aloud

Of course, I did not swear. Tried anyway.

Jumping up, crouched a couple of times. Made a handstand. CAN! And dressed came out to explore the "terrain".

And the disposition was as follows. Kate just laid the table. And the finishing touches to breakfast.

And alone. Neither Mashka nor Tolik was observed. Are you still sleeping?

- Oooh! Awoke? And I really wanted to wake up. Masha and Tolya left on the bus. Again they have something wrong! Masha is angry, this mutters ... So you have an assistant, only me.

I chuckled to myself. It is clear WHY Mashunya is angry. Eh heh heh ... I think the call asking for "borrowing" is not far off. From this, the mood rose even more. But as well ... Member also activated. How is Katia finally saying yesterday? "You endure longer, will you stand stronger"?

Sportivki and T-shirt on it, looked at home cozy. Although to work in them, anything. And what- "anything?”. Well, I don’t know ... I saw that under a T-shirt there is no bra. Yes, he didn’t need it. Katya’s bosom could be called a bust. Like a teenager’s schoolgirl. no bra. "Come and take it?" Stop stop stop. Straight dream! Well, let it be EVERY DAY. Drank an aunt, so straight and everything already? Just kick can certainly ... Okay-Eat filed!

At breakfast, identified the first work. Pump shutters. Close buildings and other things. Then it will be seen further. Worked with pleasure. Thought tyrkalis alone. It is not interfering with the boss. But the main "owner" of these tyrkaniy was half-platoon. That is, it would not be so “ready”, but did not sleep either.

Trying to close the shutters, I looked into the kitchen. Just by doing something, Kate put her hands under the T-shirt, straightened the ALREADY DRESSED bra! Voooot! And you're straight, come! Take it!

Yeah. Not figs and lip roll ... Well, okay! Mashka is. She then just call! Mom again.

Having calmed myself this way, I began to close the shutters. There were enough women around me. What I thought smugly.

Released hostess significantly closer finish. By the end of the work, we even walked around the yard with a rake. After removing the instrument and hanging the lock, I sat down on the porch. I enjoyed smoking. Good!

- Probably tired? But the hangover does not torment!

She stood behind me. So it touched my knees. And then she started massaging my shoulders. Her hands were unexpectedly tenacious. I already zahrehtel. From such improvisation, muscles pleasantly ached. Covered with light languor, "relax."

- Go rinse in the bath. There is a shower. True, water is probably "no ice"! Well, and you are not a young lady.

I’m smarter, I’ve gotten myself in a bucket. Take any towel, they are clean and we will have dinner.

Vodichka really peped up! Moaning and squealing thoroughly rinsed. It is carefully, slowly rushing out from under the cold streams. The skin after rubbing with a towel was burning.

Spitting on propriety, sportswear pulled on his naked body. Anyway, no one will see.

In the house with closed shutters burned a floor lamp. It seemed yesterday's comfort did not go anywhere, just hid for the time being.

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