No, I did not leave. Let me put a colony, let fired from the school, but now we will be together. Parents arrange high, and let Mr. I do not otstuplyu from his. From what her? After all, her condition requires a permit. Option only two: either abortion or child. A child? What is still a child? This is such a small, pink? And where we are with him? No child in my head did not fit, despite all the noble sentiments that have become raspirat me. The next day I could not find seats. Evening and, with it being designated Svetoy inexorably approaching. And I decided to pre-empt attack and how to prepare a mother.

I went into her room. She sat in the chair and something to darn, murlycha themselves under the nose nezamyslovatuyu melody. I sat nearby. Took from the book shelves and began searching it. Napolzali one line to another. Lord, but because she had an excellent mood, and I am now running. A nightmare to some. - You made all the lessons? - Asked my mother. - Yes, all. - I do not know how to begin. Directly and say so? Or draw all jokingly. Ha, you know, May and Svetka something became pregnant! From whom? Yes me, it seems? No, do not go. And I decided to start from afar. I acted as if infiltrators, likea hunter, selects all closer and closer to his victim.

True, at the end of hunting was to fall victim myself. - Ma, but as you got acquainted with the folder? - What an innocent child asks a question! - With Pope? - Her eyes widened, it raised eyebrows. - Well, yes, with Pope. - Oh, I learned more in the tenth grade, and he served in our pogranzastave.Ona dreamy zaulybalas. So you probably were, as I am with Amy, I just do not zaoral. Only you were a year older. Now I perepolz closer to the victim and struck another blow. - I immediately you married? - No, I finished school. And six months. Yes, six months.

Wow! It seems that you hurry. Easygals - a few days vadim petrovich chapter eighth. She did not have noticed that I had with his spear razyaschim stand very close. - Ma, but do you like the Light? - Continue our dialogue has evolved rapidly. - Yes, good girl. Gently, good, modest. - I, Mom, I want to marry her - as I pronounced it, I do not know. - That's good. Finish school, get a profession, may posluzhishv army and married. Mamochka, my angel, my vyterpi decisive blow, and then we swapped. - I will have to do it sooner. - Why do before? We need to check feelings. - She is pregnant. It seemed to me that a terrible thunderstorm with lightning and thunder kept over my head.

But then in a room set grobovaya silence. Mother damage to its knees sewing and looked at me silently. Pause lasted and lasted all. - There can be! - Finally proiznesla it. Ha! And I also said at the beginning. - She is pregnant, and now her mother will come to us. - Barbed ezhik fight me throat. His mother made a hand to the chest, where heart. - Now it will come? - Yes, you should discuss the same. - What's to discuss? Dima, how could this happen? How could you? Lord, if I could, it would be, maybe, not so insulting. But I unless I say it is? Only now it would not become ill withheart.

Only she would have calmed down. - Lord! And it is bitch, come here herself, naked lights backwards. - Do not talk about it so. - And how should I say? How? - Mama, she did not blame it all myself. - You? Ty that, raped her? - No. - So, know for life - not bitch shochet, not vskochit dog. - Mama, not called her. We love each other. Strangely, but after those words zatihla mother. She deleted the head and became nervously massacred their handicraft. - Ty in the entire father. The same dog - she whispered very quietly. But it was already wonderful. Throughout the blame heredity. Thunderstorm in theleft side.

- It happened to us in the house? - Asked the mother. - Yes. But you know, all not as you think. - In terms? - Light remained innocent. The doctor said; Syndrome Virgin Mary;. - So you take us Isusika - mother smiled bitterly. Until I finally came, what is this syndrome. As I just do not doper? - They want to do the operation - I felt the word was more acceptable. - Abortion? - Mother called a spade a spade. - Well, yes. - Issuing I do. Speaking of emotions in the transition from the business part. The mother conceived. - Poor girl - it has to say in a whisper. - Go to his room and sit there.Last evil and she said angrily.

But I for the first time in this life has fulfilled its orders quickly and strictly. I was even glad that she banishing me. I sat down on the bed and felt as if passed a terribly difficult test. The first of several. Just five minutes into the door phoned. I was sitting, as if soldered. I knew who it came. I was scared. But on the other hand, I was once strangely calm. Why do something to remember Sergei. Yes, yes, the very, from the hospital. Kotoryyskazal that I; Neopasen for girls;. Saw it me now! Rzhal would probably until pulse.; Neopasen for girls!; Even as dangerous! Climb under the bed or something? No, not ridiculous.

I listen. It seems, the mother took her to another room. I have not heard anything from their conversation. Time pulled tomitelno. I started searching his notebook. What stormy life I lived during those six months! Probably will write once more. Give all Natashke, as agreed, albeit retain, but nobody gives a read. And others have lived this time? Even interesting. About himself, I know one thing, Svetu I do not leave, I like it, and we will be together. With decide now, our mothers? I do not know. I think they are wiser us. We Svetoy with only remai ns to wait for their solution. We just got in trouble. They vyruchat us, they should help us. What are we without them? More stories Oleg Boltogaeva you can find.

- What is that, New Year or something? - She raised eyebrows in surprise. - Yes, New Year, New Year - I seize this saving lie. - Then forgive - it pogrozila me Fingers. My fingers were still lying on her arm. I looked at holmiki her chest and I wanted to painstakingly put them on his palm. Carefully so. But I realized that this would be tantamount barbaric destruction of sand castle. Sweet pain familiar to scrap fingertips. Love was somewhere near. Only this time it promised to be particularly taboo, but because incredibly sinful and sladostnoy.

- Dushno here - said Larisa. - And if you do not want to nature? - How dare I say this? - Of course, I want to. - I'm going tomorrow in the dunes. I invite you. Note the beginning of winter holidays. - A edesh with whom and on what? - Father bought; Moskvich;, and so, it - I did not notice if it is; Who;. - Ty umeesh drive? - Uchus. - Then I will be afraid. - We go to the seashore. This is very dangerous.

- And who do you still take? Here I start quickly soobrazhat. If you say that I'll be one, she refuses, that's for sure. I would say that we will have two or three people, will turn out that something like kultpohoda teacher and her pupils. Then it will come. - Igor will Tolik - I vru napropaluyu. The main thing is that they agree. - And all? - You can take more, but the rest will stay behind in wheelbarrows. - To what even wheelbarrows? - She laughs. - A trailer - and the answer I also smiling.

- Well, bypassed without wheelbarrows, and where you are going and what time? - In three hours, from turning to the beach. - I will try not too late. She again became a look at the scene. My heart tingle. Is it all so smoothly produced? Maybe, and the truth, call Igor? Take a bottle dry. Zaki. But I also behind the wheel? But in the dunes can be. The first walk three times, will turn out that I do not eye, plus it to me. And then, I am confident that we will ride in the dunes with it together.

We will be alone. How cool! I was happy as Dimy nikogda.Tetrad / Initially I thought that I oslyshalsya. - I'm pregnant - quietly repeated Light. Now I thought that she jokes. - We were a doctor, I am pregnant - she deleted the head. And here I felt that the land, slowly but surely, running out from under the feet. What does it mean -; Beremenna;? Who is this -; We;? Pregnant from whom? I got that from you? This iswhat I - papasha potential? Or an applicant for a place in the colony for young criminals? But how can it be pregnant from me? I do not even.

I just top. A little bit. Once. Twenty seconds. No more. It could not get anything. I gave her a towel. And here towel? Or she is pregnant by someone else? Izmennitsa! No, can not be, they can not bump another. So - am I? I - father of the child? There can be. Thoughts of methane quickly, but the gift of speech is slowly returning.- There can be - the first words that I made in his new capacity.

- We were a doctor - she sighed bitterly. - Who is this; We;? - Another phrase that I was able to give birth. - We are with Mom. The Earth has become a second exit from under me. - I said a doctor? - The words are still born with difficulty. - He said; girl is pregnant, but she virgin;. - The doctor was a man? - Yes. Yet he scarcely ulybnuvshis, added that this; Syndrome Virgin Mary;. - Syndrome Why? - TheVirgin Mary.

- What does it mean? - I do not know - she quietly cried. - We should find out what kind of syndrome. Maybe this is not pregnant at all. I have enough for the straw. - Dima, you can not understand? I am pregnant and is not a syndrome. - Light, as that can happen? - Do not know. The doctor even talked to his mother in private. Tomorrow, she will come to you. - Who will come where? - My mom will come to yours. Humornsex - adolescents. After all, this is our common problem. Now, I kepton the legs only because grasp hands for a table on which sat Light.

Her mom comes to us? A nightmare! And that this will be? They immediately begin to throw plate or together will stifle me, pohotlivogo corrupter? What to do? Who is guilty? Classics, reply, you all know. Nikolay! Nosey my favorite! You did not have such problems with women? There was, and it was not as women themselves. Oh, lucky! And yet I have no women, and the problems already have. Oh, me grief! - What will they say? - I have not learned their vote.

- I do not know. Apparently, I have to do the operation. - What kind of operation? - I asked anxiously. - Abortion is called - vshlipnula Light. What I duren! Most took off from Google that there is such an operation. So this is wonderful! Making abortion! Every two-and ready. And any problems. I've heard that now it is done quickly. And very dangerous. - Mama said that it's quite dangerous - as if reading my Sveta thought.

- And I said, what does not. - I just have a week will be sixteen. Not every doctor would agree. - A good name will be - I whispered peresohshimi unrest from his lips. - Dima! - She called my name and silent. - What, Sveta? - I want to ask you. You do not leave me in my those terrible days. She cried again. I embraced it. - What do you, that you. Of course, I will be with you. Do not cry, please. Her small body shaken by rydany. And I suddenly became unbearable pity he r. This sense that something serious was across the throat. Where something from afar, from a cache of soul was born in me and my heart is filled with a sense of responsibility for this small, frightened girl, in the body which, suddenly, I finally began to understand this, which originated in the body of life. Thumbzilla - new mad adventure. From me. From me. I am breathing deeply and often. She almost zatihla, only her shoulders sadly omitted still shaken from rydany ended.

Exciting and interesting. We jump out of opustevshey school. Storozhiha, closes the door behind us and vorchit that we are so late. We go on winter streets. Something falls from the sky not the rain, not the snow. One word - rainfall. Physics tells about the Institute, where he learns in absentia, pro brother, who works at Baikonur, and I think I know him long ago. I want to take him under the arm, but I understand it, you can not.

Until nelzya.Tetrad Mishi / Sbylas dream idiot! We bought a car. A father's rights have been, and he became teach me himself. Already the second week in my life no other joy, except for vertet baranku waste. From this, and I write in the book became less frequent. On the other hand, if vdumatsya what to do with notebooks? Output Natashke as agreed? No, what may be the collective chitki? This excluded. I am such a ponapisal.

Perhaps the book I give it, but on condition that no one read nothing will. Is that it itself. After all, here basically all of us with it. And even if she decides what to do with those records. Bangedup - adolescents. On the personal front, so far without change. Although I increasingly ask myself the question, which is what I zatsiklilsya to Kate. Vaughn, how many beautiful girls. In parallel, some beauties, in the tenth have decent shots. Perhaps, in general, better yakshatsya no longer with the class.

Problems less. Now I will travel by car, but because of my potential, part zafalovyvaniya girls will be immeasurably higher. While I workout without rights, stealthily, but to motnut in the dunes, on the seashore, the right not needed. The machine is not a god knows what - four seventh; Moskvich, but this is still a car, not a motorcycle or velosiped.Strannoe case-Natashka my walks with Igor.

This is not expected. Also me, koresh called. Although, of course, it is now free. The rate of convergence, I see, they have wachsenden. Igor here once approached me and the first long myalsya, and then asked, I do not sell him the stack of condoms. Sell, why not to do a good turn comrade. Tomorrow bring, I promised, though could pay immediately, they were in my bag. Houses, I took out the stack, put on the table and looked at it long.

I brutalise great art. I am up a sewing needle, and to urge me to make a small bag prokol in the center. And then trace smooth nails. That would be something if Natasha zatyazheleet of Igorka! I have long looked at the bag and spit in his hand needles. Actually, I elaborated the principle itself of action in case I somewhat doubt. The method is simple. Delhi free. Imagine me odolevayut doubt, I do not know what decision to take.

Then I strain and will inspire myself that I had already taken a decision and, as in this case, condom prokolol. I will now analyze their feelings, but given that the case has allegedly done. And I feel bitterness, shame. Why should I do it? That's fine. Now I know that wanted to do wrong. And accept an alternative solution. And it myself, just in case, progonyayu on its scheme. The method is very good, I recommend.

The main thing is able to inspire ourselves that some of the options have already been realized. This is all complicated. But after some training, all would receive. Dario idea. Only this time, I somehow entered against his ideas. I have taken and prokolol entire stack. Yes so that the tip of needles vyskochil the other. And then, as planned, repair prokol nails. No, think nothing defined. But both products have been punctured in the very important place.

This is exactly. But Igor did not know about it. Nor will he inflate them before using! But Natasha can learn. On admission to the gynecologist! I gave Igor bag, he became a U.S. grivennik me, I pushed his hand. - Beri, take, simply, why me your money. Good luck to you. I raspiralo of their own generosity. And even had some cold feeling of revenge to Natashke. And what? Suddenly they are lucky? And it does not zaletit.

Checking fate. And more interesting. What will happen first - they use my gift or she reads my entries? I submit its face, if a condom at first, then notebook. Well, if instead, then everything is reduced to a joke and, hence, Providence on their side. Do not buy condoms at random people! Axiom. The school set to start New Year play. During the general rehearsal I ottarabaniv its role, went behind the scenes.

Everywhere scurry of excited children, I went to distant corner of the stage. U portieres stood and watched in German schelochku. Near nobody was. I neslyshno approached from behind. Close-close. - Guten so - I whispered. - Hello, Osipov, - she replied, iskosa looking at me. I pridvinulsya even closer, making pretend that also want to look at the scene. And I press to it. She was not pushed. I felt the smell of her perfume, I have been higher growth and concerned about her nose hair.

I understand, one wrong gesture and all idyll destroyed. Larisa right hand rested on a wooden periltse. - What is your beautiful bracelet - I whispered and made unthinkable. I extended a hand and moved her bracelet, and if electricity to run between us. I lightly stroked her arm, from the bracelet up to the elbow. She turned to me hi s head and said: - The brother sent, he served in Germany - and smiled. - You are such beautiful today - your hands, I still stick to her elbow. - Thanks for the compliment, Osipov. - This is not a compliment. - A what? - Here's what - and I touched her lips cheeks. With natyazhkoy it can be called Potseluia.