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Hello chick.
Hello, sweetheart.
Tomorrow distant relatives come to me, let’s move everything today? – I partially lied.

Nuuuuu.
– Dasha pronounces displeasure and a little offended.
Gnuuuuu.
Do not start, you’re clever with me.
Waiting at exactly seven.
I will come.
I know.
I kiss you.
And hug.
– I hear Dashka smiling.
And hug.
– I repeat.
– Until.
Until the evening! The whistle of the boiling kettle broke off the slight aftertaste of enjoyment with a sweet voice.
The smile remained on the face, and I bet on it, it looked dreamy and stupid now.
And what, in fact, so wound up? With a cup of golden Chinese tea, I went out to the balcony.
Lulling rustling leaves of numerous birches.
The sun, for the time being not too persistently, began to warm up everything that falls under the ray-arm.
No one in the yard.
Here it is, the childhood of the twenty-first century.
Vacation at flat monitors.
I remembered the merry post-perestroika years: playing banks, bouncers, Cossacks-robbers, knives, building huts, climbing rooftops, collecting inserts from chewing gum, tape recorders, visiting each other without warning or calling.
From vivid images even breath caught.
Overcome with a quivering sense of nostalgia, I took out an old album with photos, pretty dusty in recent years.
Black and white photographs with forever young grandparents, parents’ wedding, petty me in a stroller, petty me on a toy horse, petty me in the arms of some girl.
Elena Nikolaevna? Yes, it can not be.
Many years have passed since then, but something didn’t add up at all in the memory of what an appetizing female she was.
I was flipping through the album, looking only for her photo.
Sloping hips and graceful ankles, slim waist and neat mounds of breasts.
And let it not be seen, but I’m sure that her nipples at the time of excitement stuck out boldly and sensually.

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Big gray-blue eyes on the pretty face attracted the eye with a magnet.
My palms sweated, blood rushed to the swelling member.
Fuh, obsession for some.
I closed the album and in one sip drank the already cooled tea.
The head was heavy.
All thoughts were strangely messed up and convulsively shuddered to the beat of the drums in my temples.
I turned on the laptop to distract, and at the same time to do some of the work on Monday.
Weekend – so with benefits.
Rest after.
Sometimes I regret that I love my job.
Forced a break I gave a friend a call.
The clock showed 17:32.
And immediately let me know about myself hungry belly.
Throwing himself over the last night’s meal, he went to the bathroom, to bring himself into the proper look for tonight.
Simultaneously with the last movement of the razor on the excited, perfectly smooth, trunk, the doorbell rang.
Dashka as always in his repertoire.
I have long understood that it doesn’t matter when she comes, the main thing is not to be on time.
In the suit, Adam headed for the door, anticipating a surprised girl’s face.
Bolt swelled even more, apparently also anticipating something of his own.
Taking the position of Apollo, I opened the door, staring thoughtfully into the upper left corner.
A smile crept in when he imagined how Dashkina opened his jaw.
Judging by the prolonged pause, not weak.
Slowly he turned his gaze to his girl.
Huge gray-blue eyes looked at me dumbfounded, continually sliding down my chest to where the excited

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trunk was proudly sticking out.
The finish! I slammed the door in front of Elena Nikolaevna’s shocked nose.
How so in general? Sunday is Saturday? Hallucinations? I looked through the peephole – it stands, it does not move.
Turning quickly with a towel, red like a crab, he stumbled towards the door.
Even the bolt somehow wilted.
Opened, looking at the floor.
Willpower forced himself to raise his eyes.
My guest, covered in crimson paint, lowered her beautiful eyes, and with all her appearance showed how uncomfortable she was.
Hello, Elena Nikolaevna.
Hello.
Little bear
– With difficulty she squeezed.
Heck! I was ready to fail on the spot.
“Little Bear”.
An explosion from the past flashed this word in my head.
“Little Bear”.
In front of me stood a slender girl with bright bright eyes.
I squeezed my eyes tightly.
Opened
The girl disappeared, a woman with a face the color of a ripe tomato remained.
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