1. Pension Keys. Part 1
  2. Pension Keys. Part 2

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A long time ago, last week, it seems I came across a miniature diary that fell under a bench in an autumn park, made of rather strange skin. He was used up almost completely, obviously with a fountain pen and a pedant. Perhaps read a couple of first pages.

Somehow, in one room of five Stalin, Alena and Kostya lived, they were married for seven years and they had a beautiful daughter and a clever girl, seven-year-old Irishka. She had an independent girl and more than once went to the elite camp or to her grandfather to the country in the summer. Kostya worked as a simple clerk in the company of his father, a tyrant and a civil servant. He was a slim brunette of average height and a rather feminine face given to him by his mother, a professional model in the past, but with a wonderful literary taste, thanks to him, he met his future wife , petite blonde.

Alyona was a thunderstorm of university parties, light and airy, she flew from one party to another and for the fourth year there were many debts behind her, and since the university was a humanitarian the most difficult discipline was medieval literature for her, then Alyona met her on additional courses with his future husband Kostik, who quickly pulled her not only in terms of literature, but also seduced, as in literary novels, which he knew almost by heart. They walked, enjoyed it, and by the fifth year they rented an apartment, made plans for the future, and at the graduation party got drunk pretty much, they made love right in the dirty room in the men's room. Ironically, Alyona became pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful daughter, the wedding was played as standard, as they say on a fly.

In the seventh year of marriage, love was almost gone, there remained relationships, affection and a little daughter. Sex happened once a month and turned into a routine. Gentle kisses that were previously sunk into oblivion.
One day, Kostik at work managed to hear a conversation between two deputies. directors, even probably not to hear, and overhear. Both of them were single, Peter was gay, and Mikhail was an avid womanizer, unable to bear even a telephone conversation with his ex-wife. They were discussing a boarding house, which was far beyond the city, Kostik heard a seemingly clinic and something about married couples, but then the words broke off.
One day, Kostya met Mikhail in the kitchen, it was the end of the working day, they recently made a big deal and all expected good bonuses, everyone had already planned holidays, thought who would drink how much, who would be perverted and Kostya remembered and not having endured, he started a conversation in order to learn from Mikhail about the boarding house.

- Mikhail Andreevich, after all, we had a good meeting today with clients.

- Yeah, not bad, let's drink, you were also good today, prepared a wonderful case

After drinking a couple of whiskey whiskey shots, Kostya could no longer tolerate and went to the point

- Mikhail Andreevich!

- You can just Misha, we're almost friends already - and laughed

“Misha,” said Kostik muffled, “tell me about the boarding house, I accidentally sweetened your conversation, you excuse me, Mikhail Andreevich!”

He looked at him with a slight smile and asked
- why do you need it.
Kostik without a shadow of a doubt said that their marriage was probably coming to an end and would like to somehow entertain his wife, and at the same time he himself treat gastritis, to which Mikhail laughed at the top of his voice, and Kostik felt silly.

- Well, well, I know you, your father, and in principle I trust, but I did not give you any address or phone number

- here, take this business card, but they need confirmation there that one of their own sent you, at the first telephone conversation you will say that I gave you this business card and code ****

- this phone call will not exist, and the fact that you have found a business card for a reason is enough to be invited to the test

After the conversation, nine days passed, the summer was in full swing. A daughter happy bathed with his grandfather in the country with other kids who lived next door. Alena was all worried and dreamed of a vacation that would soon begin.

Kostya called and signed up for the test. He arrived at one of the office buildings, climbed to the thirtieth floor, and entered the office. Inside the office at the window stood a man, trim, slender, broad-shouldered, and looked at the scarlet sunset, by bearing it is clear that he was engaged in martial arts or boxing, but with magnificent English shoes and Italian costume. Presenting himself as Valentin, he offered Kostik a drink and told about the procedures that the boarding house provides. The complex included, as wellness courses, and a family psychologist in addition to a variety of entertainment. When Kostik was slightly drunk from the Armenian brandy, Valentin gently, almost like an old friend, asked him to tell what worried him and why he turned to them for help. And then Kostya laid it out for the second time already, now everything is completely full, Valentine is constantly writing everything in a leather handmade notebook.

At the end of the conversation, Valentine knew everything about Constantine and his life. After the conversation, Valentine gave a tablet and asked to take a test. The test turned out to be very entertaining, it consisted of standard questions, there were very original questions, whether you wore women's underwear, used sex toys, vibrators, anal plugs, used pathogens, aphrodisiacs, Kostik indicated everything, down to what lubricant the spouses used a pose, even as Kostya ends and after how many minutes, everything was in the test, all the sizes of him and his wife, in which position the wife “ends”, what she thinks, closes her eyes or turns away.
It lasted two hours after which the men drank once more and said goodbye, leaving the phone for each other to communicate.
Kostya left the office on cotton feet, but with some ease in the shower. I went down to the first floor. The administrator called him a taxi and Kostya went home.

Two days later, the bell rang, Kostya turned on the loudspeaker at Alena and a soft female voice politely invited them to visit the elite pension “Klyuchi”. They were told that they had booked a room for three weeks and all that was required of them was to have with them any identification document. Kostik and Alyona were very happy and immediately began to prepare for the trip, and literally the very next day, fresh and rested, they got into the car and headed to the boarding house.

A picturesque road, green trees, beautiful small lakes, passing by in a car window, even small holes and irregularities did not spoil the pleasure of the road. Rover flew along them gently and swaying slightly. Navigator showed that it is necessary to turn onto a very wide country road, they have to go two kilometers. Passing the field, drove a small wood and suddenly, in front of the car grew old five-meter brick fence. At the checkpoint they checked the documents and missed. On the black-tiled road, a couple of minutes later the car drove up to the entrance. They were met by the administrator in a strict suit.

- Galina Nikolaevna, she introduced herself, this is Jan, a porter, he will help you settle down

A young man, obviously about 16-18 years old, with burning eyes.

After registration, they were given a key card and they went up the number. Five minutes later the bell rang, Kostya and Alain were asked to go to honey. compartment, where they took turns taking blood and smears, justifying it by selecting an individual treatment for each. Alyona was given pink tablets without signs on the bottle, and Kostya was given blue ones, saying that these were mineral-vitamin complexes and were asked to take it immediately one by one and 2 in the evening.
Returning to the room, Alain turned around, jumped up and began to passionately kiss Kostya, they welded to the bed, but the member did not even think to rise, Kostya suddenly felt that she was ending up feeling overwhelmed in panties from an excess of feelings, almost did not feel it. Kostya had very strange sensations in his whole body that could not be expressed in words.
Upon learning of this, Alyona sat down in a chair, parted ...

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