I pulled him into the hallway. I didn’t want to take a handbag, but there were no pockets in shorts, and I didn’t want to carry the keys in my hands. I put on semi-boots, put on a baseball cap, closed the door and slowly descended from the fourth floor. He can call dad and tell him to carry his drill that it is heavy. Although not heavier than bags of groceries, he agreed to trust me with his car. I will carry little by little, I don’t need to run with her. I went outside. Wore glasses and walked slowly along the sidewalk.

The sun was warm and I crossed to the other side of the street, hiding in the shadow of the houses. Still, this thing weighs. As it seemed to go out easier. I put the bag in my other hand. I looked at the cars, yeah, this is definitely not lucky, and none of my friends will go. I just sighed. Raised her eyes to the blue sky. From lunch I will definitely go to the river, I will sunbathe. In such good weather, why not sit at home. I stopped at a traffic light, put a suitcase on the asphalt and waited for green. Maybe not to stand, although you must follow the rules. I looked at the shop window and looked at pretty girls in pantyhose and stockings. The signal changed, I lifted my load and walked slowly along the sidewalk. And when it is repaired, well, that is dry. I just sighed. An old smoky truck drove by black smoke, like a steam locomotive. Some time they will no longer use them, they do not allow cars from Europe, and you can go out to such rarities. A nasty smell hit his nose, there was just not enough fresh wind.

- Ilona, ​​hello! - I heard a voice behind my back and turned to its source.

- Hello. - uncertainly answered and tried to peer into the face of the girl.

- And I think you are it or not you. You will not know?

I stopped. She put the small suitcase and tried to strain the memory, but did not recognize the girl of medium height, with light short hair, a round face. The short pink dress was obviously too narrow for her, but beautifully emphasized her figure. He sat in a blue stroller and tried to nibble on a toy boy, who looked like he was one year old. He could not bite off the plastic, as he did not try. I already smiled at his efforts.

- You will not recognise me? - asked me in surprise with a girl with such a facial expression. - We studied together.

I quickly began to sort through the faces of classmates in my memory, or maybe she was studying up to grade 9, or so changed.

- We studied at school together? - I asked uncertainly, continuing to strain my memories. - Or somewhere so met?

- Are you kidding? Do you really not remember me? - she did not know toli laugh, toli I really could not recognize her.

- Sorry. The face seems familiar, but I don’t remember exactly what you are. - I just sighed, but really could not remember her.

A smile appeared on her puffy lips. She appraised me with a look. I already felt awkward. Well I really do not remember you.

- I'm Ruslana. We went to parallel classes with you until 9. Did you not find out or are you kidding? - she said with such irony and looked at me.

Oh, right. I shook my head, I never would have recognized her. She recovered, cut off her hair, her breasts became larger. Well it turns out I haven't seen her for five years.

“Ah, I remember exactly.” I would not have recognized you. You have changed so much. I got good. - I vigorously uttered and tried to show my surprise.

A young man of about 20-25 years passed by, so he looked at us. I do not even know who more. Nice such, through a white T-shirt beautifully viewed the contours of the muscles. I even wanted to turn around, but somehow with an old acquaintance I didn’t do that.

- And where are you going? And then I need a pharmacy. Small teeth are cut. Naughty all the time.

- Yes, from the need to carry. - I pointed to the instrument. - So go, if you in that direction. Your? - I asked and nodded at the baby. - Did you go somewhere after grade 9?

- Yes, my favorite man. And after 9 I went to medical school. Year as finished. Got married. And how are you?

We walked slowly down the street.I briefly told about myself. About university, about study, about some of our classmates. If she had not caught me, I wouldn’t recognize her for sure. Still, numbers and graphics are easier for me to memorize than faces. Exchanged more general information. Baby missed a toy. She fell on the dusty sidewalk, he began to cry loudly. I already presented myself in her place. Not easy yet with at that age with a child. She bent down and looked for napkins, and I saw the edge of white panties. Smiled to herself. Yes, I remember this ass. We were somehow close.

- Do you remember how we are next to us in the basement on the bed after school? - I asked quietly and a blush appeared on my cheeks. - And the way the guys took us to the locker room on physical education.

- Yes, it was time. - Ruslana gave the toy to her son and sighed, looked around. - Come as a visit to remember our school years. My husband still does not have, he is on earnings in Moscow. Invite a couple of hot men, what would we have had fun. Small to parents will take. Or are you now become a prude?

I blushed even more. I'm not really friends with her. Well, just talking, several times we were fucked together. But when it all happened.

- Can be. - I shrugged my shoulders and thought about it, a shiver passed through my body, and the fantasy set off for its depraved flight.

- Then did not change. - such a strange smile appeared on her face. - Together will be more fun.

I just giggled. We exchanged phone numbers. I took her to the pharmacy. We said goodbye. I went further. Here at home further from the sidewalk and the sun fell on the road. I changed my hand again. An unexpected meeting with Ruslana. I would not know her for sure. It will be possible to walk together. I turned into a quiet street. The noise of the city was distant, the singing of birds was heard. I looked at the cherries growing in the courtyards. Some, fully ripe, wanted to pick and eat. Although it is better not to, the road is still growing. But as a child, cherries in the yard were often cut off and nothing, and it’s better not to risk it. Let's go for a weekend in the village, we are there. Grandma has a big garden and enough cherries. It will be necessary for the winter to pick.

The familiar home of Uncle Lena appeared. The usual brick five-story building, like ours. I walked here with my parents in childhood. I changed my hand again. It did not seem so heavy right away, but now I wanted to quickly deliver my cargo and return home. I made my way through the parked cars. I looked at the stamps and numbers, saw the reflection in the gloss of the metal. It stretched and distorted, I just giggled. On the bench at the entrance there was nobody. Although no one would see out on such a sun, and near the house it warmed even more. I used to look at the windows. There was no tulle on the windows of their apartment. I entered the open door. Pleasant coolness swept the body. It became easier, only then I noticed that I was a little sweaty. I took off my glasses and gradually got used to the dark entrance.

I walked softly down the concrete steps. Well, that all on the second floor. Repair and there would not hurt. Peeling blue walls demanded restoration. I even tried to find some pattern in the patterns of white spots. Oh, and they managed to change the door. They had such a Soviet-style sheathed with some kind of cloth, and now the usual metal. I put the suitcase on the floor and pressed the black bell button. I heard the bell, the steps behind the door, as the key turned. Door opened. Uncle Lena stood in front of me.

- Hi Ilona. And I already waited for you. - He greeted and smiled at me.

- Good day. I tried to quickly. - I picked up the bag and handed it to him. - Here you go and I'll go.

- Come into the apartment. Through the threshold is impossible.

I just giggled his superstition. Stepped over the threshold. The door closed and clicked the lock. Uncle Lenya took the tool and put it on the dirty floor covered with plaster. The smell of paint was well felt in the air. Visually, the corridor looked like after an explosion.

- Then I will go. You so that all ruined. - I said and looked around.

- Yes, I did not want this repair. My wife got stuck, so she went to her relatives in the Kherson region at sea, and from a week herself ... Read more →