Surprisingly, I clearly, I thought, was aware that I was drunk. The legs were cotton. We lie on the lager. Another minute and I would probably formed and fallen asleep. But I heard that there are still people. I listen. A few metres away from me in the gallery beds someone sheptalsya. It seems that a couple of teenagers. I stood up and quietly went in the direction of sound source. Pass failed. But they were next, for wall beds. I was circled on the maze in order to go directly to their gallery.

No do not receive. Then I resigned from the pyramid and reached the other side. Yeah, that's another entrance. I went for it. Specific objectives I did not have. I was walking, speaking cautiously, as kot.Snachala I heard their voices. Very young. He demanded that something, she objected. I made another two-turn and realized that they were very close, for now these beds next. Now I could disassemble, as they spoke. Actually, the song was old as the world. - Lezhi calmly that you vert.

- Petya, there is no need, I am afraid. - Do not be afraid, we will always be together. - Petya, let me Petenka, come on another occasion. - Every time you say so, and the water nose for me. - Stop, Petya, there is no need. I pridvinulsya even closer, looked through the boards and learned about their beds. It was the eighth of our school. It seems to be called Lina. The rare name. She lay on the beach topchane, it was undone raincoat, skirt to ride up, legs in light stockings were highly bare.

Those parenka I have not seen, he was back to me. But I saw well that he did. And he quickly tightening fuss with her thighs purple panties. - Petya, stop, you can not, I have neither with whom - her voice became panic. - Now, Linochka, tolerate, I am now - he became rasstegivat their trousers. - Petya, we must not, I fear, do not have to - it zaplakala. - Lina, tolerate, I go, tolerate - the way into the rim, he moved to it. And wild, senseless rage, I was suddenly flooded.

One leap, I overcame the distance divide us. I grabbed him for shivorot and rvanul to themselves. - Ah svolochi you! I now give you otorvu eggs, and you will endure the rest of their lives! Horse-radish morzhovy you, you will now to chew sand and crawl on my feet! No words that could describe the horror that, which on the face of stagnant parenka. Blueteen links - a few days vadim petrovich chapter eighth. He otsepenel and still hanging, held my hand. Nashkodivshy like a cat. Devchonka widely opened his mouth, grasping air, but couldnot make any sound.

- Suka, pederast! - Unclear, animal rage spread to me. I hit his head on the wall of the beds, then again and again. Bryznula blood. Patsayev closed the person hands, but I still beat and beat. He became settles on the sand. - Stop, you ubesh it - I heard something from afar. I turned to it. Huby her tremble, I saw a naked body. Why do something in memory crashed fact that between the legs she had almost no volosikov. She tried to wear panties. - Went out from here! - Ryavknul I failed to soblaznitelya - fast! And he ran.

Without a murmur and quickly. He catches and vshlipyval. I walked up to it. - Do not speshi so - and I whispered prisel next to her to squat on. I put a hand on her leg. Above stroked. Looked in her face. The fear of stagnation in her eyes. She was pale as the moon. - Lyag. Why do you sosunok this, I will do everything, as expected. Answer it sounded like a shot. Although she spoke very quietly. - If you do this, I hanged. I instantly protrezvel.

God! What I pig! Why am I so received? - Sorry, I have drunk - prohripel and I ran away. In the long gallery, negligible and pitiful, I spew and cried and hops slowly leaving me, cowardly and vonyuchego livestock. And it was not me opravdaniya.Tetrad Ani / V class of strange things happen. In September Mishka uhlestyval for Natashkoy. This was seen naked eye. And in November for the same Natasha became Igor walk. And both, it seems, blagovolila. Mishka now spread toKatenku.

Dimochka with a brand new in school, holding the pens. Lyudka with Tolyanom even at peremenkah escape on a black staircase. Lenka builds eyes physics. Wrapping lyamur. Houses not ubavilos problems. His father left for a week. When returned, the first days we had a solid idyll. And then at work was an advance naotmechalis, and everything was as before. In the evenings go to Sashke. Finally, it came to the house. Nothing cost. It is my obedient. ; I do nothing without your consent;.

Thus, he said. And I agree on that? Even I do not know. I am pleased it laska, his attention. He began to make gifts to me and now I have a problem, how to use it. For example, stockings. Beautiful, stylish. But if their dress, the mother immediately notice. Demand, which claimed? What answer? I would say, found in a toilet. - Poydesh marry me? - Sasha asked. We lay on the couch. It seems to wear, but to me, almost all undone. What answer? Married, which means to leave school. Married, so when I stuknet sixteen.

So, next spring. And what? Finish nine classes and enough. Stars from the sky, I miss. Suffice and such education. - Poydu - I answer - only the ninth ahead, finish. - There will be spared? - You that I am already frightened that I agreed to? - Why? - Well, ask and I will not spare. I will not. - I love you, Anjuta. He embraces me. His hand to slide my feet up, it moves me, I instinctively compresses knees. Sasha ironing my breasts, nipples kisses, it l eads me, I embrace him for his neck. - I want! Come on, as yesterday - hoarse, he asked. - Sasha, Sasha, I do not know whether the well what we do.

- Laskat umeesh you do not, you just lapaesh. I got fired. - I do not hold you - I barely restrained so as not cracked it. - That's wonderful - it dive through the ring of my hands and flees for the girlfriend. On how our conversation went, our word games, I immediately realized that I, alas, once again, nothing shines. I like duren with a written torboy, is now with these condoms and could not use them. I hid them in his school bag, however, leaving the evening on the street, I took with them a bag with the innermost thinking -; And suddenly;.

Notwithstanding to anyone. As a precaution, fire. Returning home, it was necessary not to forget to shift the bag from the pocket trousers again in the bag. And so every day. I became like a hunter inspect the girls of our class. In general notion of relative beauty. Natasha beautiful. Zhenya was even more beautiful. A Lyudku take? Nose long. Instead boobs two prischika. Popa cucumber. Stalk 'X'. Pear-shaped knees. At the beauty contest is not allowed to wash floors. But, under f you, Tolyan with a second-class vert around.

So, something in it have? One must ask it. Interestingly, it thinks? And if he had to try to discourage Lyudku? So, zazhmuritsya and forward. A Katenka whether this is truly impregnable fortress? Indeed, all permits. There is no place on her body, which I would not be touched, not kissed. Sometimes I thought all, brought her to the edge, it does not control themselves, stonet, breathes, as if vynyrnula with great depth. It is time, I thought, and throws in the decisive assault, and always received such a rebuff, and if this was not a magic love the game.

Katya if leaked. Brazzers - adolescents. Trachea, boom, I got on the mug, her anger and outrage was not the limit. I started to suspect that it pretends, when if my reacts to it. - Katya, you do not love me - I said it once. - Why? It might be like. - She replied. - And why do you vedesh themselves so? - How? - You do understand what I want. - Well understand. - And why Sea hunger me? - I fed you, when we married. - When will you have? - If you want to - be. But I have said to you, I will first husband.

- Ty brutal. You do not represent what I want. - Dogadyvayus. - Katya, let's do it. I beg you. I do not sleep at night. I think about you. - Do not pristavay. I said. You've heard. - And how can I be? I do not want to go to another. - With another - to decide. There will be another - I will not. - Katya! I lopnu. - Ha-ha-ha! They told me that boys are able to serve themselves. - I do not want to do. I want with you. According to the present. - No. And do not dream of. Neither for that. My God! At Fig Ineed you, nedotroga unfinished, I thought angrily.

My feelings worsened to the limit. I want a woman. My smell, always some animal exigencies, it has become such that I was afraid of only one - that I have not grown dog nose. Was cause for alarm. In October we were lucky to gather grapes. The bus, in which we were riding, flying along at a speed of not less than seventy kilometers per hour. Amateurcurves - adolescents. The windows were closed, only the top hatches provide minimal ventilation. And suddenly I felt the smell of watermelon. As a coach, no one ate watermelon, so I knew.

I vskochil, I realized where this smell. I looked in the rear window of the bus. And managed to see. At highway valyalsya crushed watermelon. We travelled over it.; Why me such animal nyuh? - I thought to himself. Nyli fingertips. I knew why this is. I want a woman. Even since the days of my love with me Zheney were familiar frank expression of these medical frontier. About continuous torchok in trousers, I will not either. This was a free bouquet to other manifestations of the passions. Naidu himself.

Naidu, I thought. I bought a bottle and two madery bublika, at more than enough money. I went to the beach. There, in its far end, a huge pyramid high beds, they were folded for the winter, and in their maze to find refuge in love and alkashi. Usually I come here with any girl, but today I first came here as vypivohi. After three or four rotation among the rickety wooden structures, I found a quiet place and sat. Autumn wind gorestno and sweet catch somewhere over your head. It seemed to me that I stayed atone all white light.

I opened the bottle and drink became greedy. I brutalise thirst and get that instead of water I drank wine. I drank it as water. Bursts, I sucked most of the bottles. I was once led. Bublik not diseases in the throat, so he has already and could not save me from intoxication. I remembered Zhenyu. Why is it only. Where are you, my first girlfriend, my love, where are you? Why do you forget me, a boy, why? Why do not you write me, because we were so well together, why? Why do you promenyala me to someon e else, why? Do you allow him to tender caress the body, do? When we see again, because I was still love you, when the same? I zapihivalsya bublikom zapival and his wine, which is now thought otherwise.

Roman and said:; Come, goats, poprygaem, legs podrygaem;. Poprygali and podrygali to fame. Devchonki looked at my cavaliers neskryvaemoy with envy. And four days later he went. Good saying there. Ljubish ride, love and sanochki carry. Katan we all days that he stayed with us. As we are not caught ancestors - mind incomprehensible. Sladostnyh How many trips we made? Five Pieces, no less. And each completed a full lift-off semifinal. Roman is not listening to all my fears and done, and done. I assume so complacent that in my calendars in red, it was noted the twenty-second of September. It turns out that celestial office with us at the same time. So I allowed him everything, and this is pleased.

Twenty-second nothing happened. In this day I went to school in vseoruzhii. I was afraid that the process can begin directly in the classroom. But the day passed, and no allusions. In the light waves passed the following day. Usually for me could be checked against E pania. And here. Twenty-third the number. Twenty-fourth. Twenty-fifth. Twenty-six I zapanikovala. I realized that became pregnant. Obviously, it was that the outcome of my zabav in the late summer. But with whom? And Tolik, and Roman with the same success could claim authorship. I was gripped by horror. The next day I have waited for nothing, I check my feelings. Yes, I definitely tiresome. Yes, like solenenkogo.

I razrevelas. What to do? It was rushed to the desire of the mother. I even came to it, but it was somewhat busy, and so on ryavknula me that I decided, no, as you need something in another way. But how? I just have to be sixteen in November. Zasmeyut all. I became searching the literature. Got a mother from one book. ; Pro healthy lifestyle;. My life was not as healthy as they described, and this book, I could not help already. ; Girl should not - basic idea here is one of the chapters and what to do if a girl zaletela. Does domestic funds? Which tablets. Gorky, bitter. I agree. There are pills in nature, but; Do;. Or; After; but once. But neither; Do; nor; After; me no one invited them.

God, what I procedure. From whom I have suffered? Where is it, my omut? Another day. Something kogtistoe szhalo my heart and not released. Thumbzilla - a few days vadim petrovich chapter eighth. Another day. Nothing. Koshmar.Tetrad Mishi In one of the parties met and talked with Natashkoy. Miracle in the skirt! You see, she no longer wants to meet with me. Baba with opportunities - kobyle easier. I barely restrained, not to say it is. Although, to say honestly, I was grateful to her. During our meetings, for love, I did think we were love each other. For that enabled me everything I wanted. In short, for all that was. After the conversation, she-god, hit. While somewhere in the depths of the soul left in me a purely sporting interest in Natashke.

I would like to do with it yet razok, and to bring to its peak of emotion. I even tried to make contact. It fell to remove Toney in his studio, I went to them and Tone said that her cause klassuha. When she left, I went up to Natasha and embraced her from behind. - Uberi hands - she said. What kind of tone it said! I pushed, as if obzhegsya. After a couple of minutes and then returned and became perturbed Tonka ukoryat me that I deceived her that today is not the first of April. - Do not rage, that you to set up a cackling - I told her. - And why are you here pripersya? Myunhauzen! - It became a wave brooms at me. - Otvali you from me, goats! The easiest, as Mao jacket Dzeduna! - Sam ty jacket, will now shall windowsills.

- If you zlyukoy such, it will never marry married. - For males such as you, better not go at all. - Something you uvleklis, let us pause panel - Natasha intervened. - Let us, stop - I agreed. Tonka burchala a long time and could not calm down. Purchased the hard rubber products despite my grandiose plans were unused. Old69 - adolescents. Katenka that I became personnel, water over the nose and me not allowed to cherished borders of its innocence. Natasha no longer on the above reasons, and when my men's validity, razbuzhennaya last short proximity, has become intolerable to claim his, then I, as the last chance of hope rushed stormed abandoned on the height of spring on behalf Lidka, but here I expect fiasco.

- Lidochka - I vorkoval, pinching her in the locker gym. - Yes, I Lidochka - she responded, building my legs. - Come on, chat, when all leave. - Overall, I have no secrets from classmates. - Well, what have you - I downshift to voice whispering, - we have a mystery to you. - What? - Well, you that, unless all forgotten? - I tried to talk quietly. - I simply have nothing to forget - it is slightly krasnela. - Is not true you blushed, you all remember. Lead ahead, meet. - Otstan! Why should we meet? - Well, pobaluemsya - I uschipnul slightly over its chest. - Went away - it hurt me shlepnula on hand. - Lid, for what? I wholeheartedly. Hand stretches itself to beauty. - Otstan from me. The amateur beauty. Natasha lapay. Or Cat. - Lid what you rough. What a word is; Lapay;. We need to talk; Laskay;.