It so happened that my cousin Larissa (and between us Lorchen) decided to stay in our garrison for an indefinite period. This, of course, did not make me happy. My sister loved making people surprises, which is what happened to me, my children and my wife. Seeing dissatisfaction in my judgmental gaze, she almost fell on her knees in front of my wife Lyudmila, persuading her that her presence in our apartment was a temporary matter.

- Well, why are you so alarmed? I’m not going to push you into a two-room apartment at all, since the head of the hospital vowed to place me at their holiday home. He also took me to work as a sex counselor.

There follows a certain digression from the story of my sister, since the reader does not know what career in labor my rebellious cousin chose. To understand the situation it is necessary to return my Lorchen to earlier times. Her father, a resident of Taishet, Max (and Maxim on his passport) was a purely Russian man, and not a German Max, for whom he gave himself. But outwardly, Max was very similar to the German. He often spoke of the strong spirit of a German soldier and officer. And he decided to impersonate the Russified German, since he considered them only a real human breed. He studied German, spoke fluently in it, explaining that his father David Miller was a Jewish German. My father was a tailor, sewed costumes for women and men sometimes from the circle of wealthy people who treated the Russians with a certain bias, explaining the lack of education and lack of knowledge of high European culture. I. when his twenty-year-old Lorchen bore him a daughter and a son, but then she died in childbirth, despite the pain in her heart, he was very glad that she looked like her mother like two drops of water, and the future Max was poured dad. The daughter, in memory of the mother, was named Lorchen.

Children grew up, gradually taking their place in life. Lorchen gave the word that she would become a doctor to save people, especially she was worried about a gray-haired but kindly cheerful father and a gloomy, taciturn brother who dreams of being a chauffeur to work on an Ambulance ...

Lorchen graduated from school with a gold medal, and Max - an automobile technical school and, being an excellent driver, was taken to military service as an adjutant to the commander of the regiment of communications.

Lorchen, a tall blonde with green eyes, thin waist and slightly bulging breasts, was a very seductive woman, around whom single men constantly rotated, sometimes inviting her to bed for a cup of tea. Lorchen smiled mysteriously, feeling the partner's palm on her buttock during the dance, checking with her knee the “well done” condition between his legs. The guy blushed slightly and put his second hand on her buttock, pressing her body so tightly to his “brother”, who yearned for female tenderness at his feet, dreaming that when these such beautiful people are in no hurry to combine both bodies into one passionate figure swinging across the wide bed. And suddenly, when the guy was about to insert his hot banana into her young, light, like fresh milk, desired body, she suddenly interrupted this magical process, sat on the edge of the bed and said softly:

- Enough! Have fought! Let others fight! - repeating the text of the traitor from the movie “Chapaev”, she strictly looked at the discouraged guy, who was looking gloomily at the ceiling, lying on the bed.

- I'm disgusted with you, yes? - he suddenly broke off, feeling insulted ...

- Not! What are you, dear ?! You are very good, but there is not yet time to do it ...

- And when will it come? - Cried out from the pillow, a man sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I’ll finish the institute, I’ll become a doctor, then I’ll continue, but for now - good bye, boy! ...” she waved her hand to him.

“I saw a fool, but those who run away from an almost inserted member, I see for the first time,” cursed at a curse word (as she called everyone who wanted to possess her), leaving the smiling girl.

When I found out that she was up with the peasants, when we were not at home, I was ready to break this whore, posing as an honest girl. Somehow, in a temper, she told her about this when we were alone in the apartment, but instead of objections, she began to undress. Her snow-white body with red hairs between her legs and underarms trembled with a shiver, she looked straight into my eyes, and it seemed to me that she was reading my thoughts.

- Yes. You are not wrong. It's me - your cousin, a desperate twist and a cheap girl. Well! Why are you silent?! Take me and do what you want with me. You can rape in the most perverted form, I will not say a word to you, fool ...

- Why is this such an exception for me ?!

“Because since childhood I have only loved you, you idiot, and you don’t know what true love is ...”

- And what is it? - I asked mockingly, realizing that I was bending a stick ...

- But saw it? - she lay back on the bed, raised her legs to the ceiling, parted to the full and spread her fingers slightly overgrown labia.

I looked and marveled that it looked at me the woman's vagina, which seemed to me the barrel of a machine gun ...

- Well. How? Seen enough? She almost whispered.

- Yes. You really have something to see, - I smiled.

- And you try it? If you like it, then I will become your wife ...

- What you like is undoubtedly, but my wife will not ...

- Why so?

- Because I love her without memory ...

- And so you don't love me?

- Ok, close the “embrasure”, but you will not catch a cold ...

- And now you will breh me that you do not love me?

- Not. Why so? I love ...

- Are you serious?

- Of course ... How can you not love such a fairy ...

- Well, then take me from behind, if you hesitate in front ...

- Okay. Kneel on the couch, face the wall ...

- What? Shame on you

- Not. I just love it when my wife watches and admires my dick ...

- And what does she say?

- Ah! What is your banana! And sticks out like a periscope submarine ...

- Um. Ha! Ha! So he calls him a periscope?

- Yes...

- Then I will try it for strength ...

She sat on the sofa, facing me, grabbed my bare buttocks with both hands and pulled me to her so that the protruding periscope almost hit her in the eye ...

- Sorry! - pulled her ear, be careful, madam ...

But she only shook her head, as a member slid down her throat prevented to speak. She only mooed and sucked him, that was urine. Still would! On the map was her life or death, to lose such a male, and even with such a sweet member. This lasted for almost two hours, she let it go several times, pushing a whitish liquid from her mouth, then immediately licked it and swallowed that the duck was a frog. I also realized that enough for today. Most importantly, she realized that I was passionate about her, and our special relationship would be a deep mystery for everyone. I looked at her scarlet lips, pressed her face to mine and dug into them like a leech. I mooed, lived her lips, kissed her closed eyes, stung the entire neck with such hickeys that I was afraid that my faithful would see it and arrange for me an unspoken spying.

But everything worked out as well as possible. My wife called and chirped into the phone so that the children were looked after by her friend, a neighbor on our floor, and Larisa and I were by 17–00 at the House of Officers, she bought the tickets. I conveyed these words to Lariska, who jumped like a girl who passed the exam, and immediately hung on my neck. And I realized that now I have two wives: an official beauty and smart, and not official, meticulous, jealous, but such a super-sexy, that with her you can turn the novel right before the eyes of the party commissions of the rear. She was so exulting that she jumped towards me and admitted that she was now ready to go to bed with the head of the military department of the naval base, for which I slapped her ass with my hand so that she sat on the same cheek.

- How dare you hit me like that? She asked later.

- What? Few? I can move that does not seem like a little. In addition to torn panties, - I smiled and realized that she was in love with me, like a cat. But she didn’t give her a look, so that the girl didn’t lift her pretty damn little nose, making her face unusually young, that the two of us walking along our street by the arm shook their heads with judgment, and some women asked my Luda: Has your husband gone to this sassy Lorchen? She just grinned, saying that my husband loves me so much that I am not afraid of any Lorchen ...

- You know, my dear. And you check your spouse for strength, And what if he really changes you?

- And I have nothing to check. My Romeo is only mine. And the rest is nonsense ...

But the nonsense grew more and more, until Lorchen got into the garrison hospital for the position of intimate consultant. Scientifically it rang differently, but in fact she was engaged in the restoration of potency in men and women, if that was in their demand. This was especially true of submariners from nuclear-powered ships, where people, under the influence of radiation, often lost their potency at a young age. The first in the check schedule was the gray-haired colonel-chief of the hospital, whom the consultant served first. What and how she did, no one except her client and me knew about her methods of treatment, but everyone who completed the course was very pleased, thanked the consultant so that after a year she was not recognized on the streets of the village in a fashionable fur coat boots and a desperate miniskirt even in winter. She stopped, learned from former patients the state of health, but when asked to check outside the hospital, she desperately refused, repeating that she had such a long list of patients that she couldn’t cope until the end of the year. The men smiled, and the women shoved so many pieces of paper into the consultant’s hand that she didn’t pay attention to a cheap salary.

She loved Edward, crying in his two-room apartment with excellent furniture, when he promised to visit her, but did not appear.

- Well, the fool is this Eddie! Such a woman sheds tears about him, and he devotes his time to his beauty. Of course, she is more beautiful than me, but why does she need such a big banana?

And his beloved little wife secretly dreamed, as it were, to increase the husband's banana, which seemed to her too small. She mixed various erection pathogens into his tea until she came across the Dominator, who was brought to her from Moscow by her old friend, who once in the heat of love deprived her of innocence, but continued to love his first girl from whom he made an excellent woman. They sat in a garrison cafe, drank brandy, he walked her to the very doors of the apartment, kissed her tightly and for a long time, until she asked him to leave, because her faithful would soon come. And he went to his hotel, where the incomparable doctor Lorchen, so fond of traveling men, had been waiting for him in his room for a long time. There is a story “The Paths We Choose,” but often the paths of great love and strong feelings choose us as much as nothing else, leaving one of the most enjoyable pleasures of the “Hard Banana” to the person’s memory.

E. Zaitsev. 09/23/2018