I like Igor. It turns out this glorious. As before, I do not notice? We meet every day. And if we Mishkoy and people do not show, only to complain about everything in the corners, then with Igor we go everywhere. Cultural program in our small town, especially in winter, but nevertheless we visited our museum with historical Svastikas Greek amphora, and a concert of symphony music, which came to our town quickly on any misunderstanding, and the Soviet exhibition schedules, which brought with a certain artist, decided to hold the winter by the sea. Everywhere we behaved badly. We kissed, hide behind the ancient Greek sculpture, which is true, too, did not differ humility, as it was naked.

I, a mixture of uvernulas Igor lips and almost utknulas nose at the beginning of a Greek male, which is sad sausages hanging down to the floor. Nonude - oh, really, these women s popki!. At the concert Igor took my hand in his, and so we sat all the time, did not like it very some babule, and when he put a hand on me knee, it was unable to hold mymra and proshipela something about Rachmaninoff and directly related to This humility. Igor hand removed. But we laughed. The exhibition charts obnagleli we do, we went into distant room, where absolutely no one was, only we peredoviki labour, strictly looks at us with their hammers, rake and tyapkami.

And there, under closer look stahanovtsev and chelyuskintsev tihonko we first kissed, and then became Igor iron chest through my sweater, I am not opposed, felt his palms on the thighs, under the skirts, he ironing my legs upwards, but my thighs exposing to the most panty. And there was no power to resist, and wanted it to caress me, like kisses, I would love. We met evenings, I trepetala on his hands from his fingers and old zakralas anxiety in my soul. Doubts have been my so much that I am afraid to say, decided to commend John. Hometwat - new mad adventure. I wish that all happened for real.

In adult. We love each other. We recension each other weasel. But can this bad that we have all the time like this, hands, fingers yes. I wish for real, sheptala I imagine, want it all. And I started building plans. Thus, we are both inexperienced, I think, therefore, must rely only on protecting my calendar. It turns out that the third on the tenth of December. Ensure. Now where? It's really, it means that in bed, then home. He? But how to say, come, I come to you? Far! Do some of podruzhek? No I have such podruzhek. And then, it will all know soon. So, I am only at home.

I looked at the red five on the calendar and could not invent anything. Indeed, the mother of almost all the time at home. The fifth number again fell for the eyes. You, my God, whether it is yes! Five! Day glorious Stalinist Constitution. The evening will go to my solemn assembly, then will be a concert. Usually they are taking me with them, but this time I will say the patient, I mind. La-la-la! Everything! So do it. So, coldly and calculatedly, I came to this issue. And all turned out just wonderful. No comparison with the horror that I experienced with Mishka. And Fingers, sorry for the frankness, not couple.

He made me twice, and both times had an indescribable state that the words to express it is simply impossible. I shameless woman, yes? You have to display sanctimoniousness, those who said so. With naturally, it is not ugly, doldonila istorichka us when we are in the sixth hihikali over Michelangelo's David. And if so, what we have done with Igor, it naturally and not too ugly. Why is all this I describing? We all such conditions. Then, I will not describe all the row. But something I can not resist. I can not tell you how pleased I was. Yes, I was pleased. All that he did. And the ultimate minute. How does it say? In order not to undermine the fabric? Start magazines, and I know how is called what I experienced.

The first real orgasm. That is true. And it was with us at the same time. They say it is extremely rare. But my feelings have merged with it. I do not vru, I felt, and he whispered to me that it happens. And I felt. I felt. I felt. I felt. Gentle boost its seed. One, second, third. Here's what I felt. And my sweet love unbearable cramps. It seems I lost consciousness. And now the fourth me. But neither of which I will not give. Neither of one word. I love it. So in the sentence and write. The next morning I looked at him with a strange sense of proprietress.

My, my, knock in the temple, and I was hot from this simple thought. What will happen next? Normal life, which is almost impossible to predict. All New Year's holidays closer and closer all the time when, according to our contract, we must gather our records, our notebooks and begin to read them collectively. Lol! If we would not be what is the collective readings. In this I am sure. A general must consult with Igor. I so love to talk with him. I am not talking about the rest. A simple - talk. So cool that I have it. My boy. Do not give. N obody, nobody. We walked for a long frost, I and I simply ill. Igor came to me, brought what is now taking place in our class. I cough, but he otmorozil ears. They have become such a comical, as lopushki. No, he said on something over and shook his head, and I started to laugh, because his ears swinging like a elephant.

And my nose is my ears. They were great, I like the elephant. Almost every day I came home to Natashe, was an occasion, brought lessons. Her mother did to me quite well. His father, however, zyrknul suspiciously silent and, well, and at that very much. In high school teachers under the guidance of sensitive paint, we have to prepare to play New Year; Mayskaya night or utoplennitsa;, all these so-uvleklis, should get something grandiose. How much am, for the first time in the role was drachka.

With Natasha quickly decided what to do with our records. We leave to their descendants. It will bring notebooks, hand over me, and I razinya, damage to their buildings between Pier. A bit of a pity, wrote and wrote. But do not let the god, if someone reads. Rehearsals are held after school, when the street was already very dark. At the last rehearsal Natasha still came. It has almost recovered. I conquered for her small role of Empress Catherine, only three or four words, but more importantly, that it was also with us, with me.

We sat for one party, all under the scenario Diamonds their words, and I stealthily compresses the palm of my girls. And suddenly out the light. It began something indescribable. Fantastic world gogolevskogo story that burst into the class. Someone vizzhal, someone catches, but we are Natasha, not sgovarivayas were kissed. ; Light will not be another half hour; announced someone in the corridor, gvalt lasted, I potyanul Natasha's hand, and she obediently got up and walked behind me, we natykalis on other students, lush run the class, somebody missed me by the arms I prodiralsya toward the door and ran to his girlfriend.

Finally, I realized that we got to the corridor and turned left, we went quickly, almost escaped, left hand, I dealt with the wall and it allowed me to accurately determine the correct turn, required the door was open.

We entered, and I densely cover a door. It was the other side of the building, and some moon-like coverage to the inside of the room. I knew one thing here, no one should come. Nevertheless, I grabbed a chair and inserted his foot in the door handle. I embraced Natasha, and we have come to the window. I press it to the windowsills, and we have kissed like crazy. I thought that I had not seenher whole eternity.

I started on one knee and launched the palm of your hand under her thick wool dress and became its iron legs. - I am not able to withdraw from all of this you - I whispered. - Pusti, I herself - she laughed. And indeed, she withdrew itself so quickly that I was struck, although she just moved down clothing, to the knees. And I landfast ice to it, feverishly lightning dergaya their trousers, it just does not zaela in the big moment, but everything to the gun battle ready, and I again prilnul to Natashe.

I took her for popku and planted on the wide window sill, moved to her ankles all haberdashery, razdvinul her knees and suddenly heard: - Igor, and this thing? - O, features, of course, of course. I delivery in the pocket, found this zloschastny bag, thanks Mishke, rvanul his teeth wrapping paper, up a cherished product and became wear, to do this, I could not, goat that cost toplay at home, but, finally, like napyalil, it all this time patiently waited for me - not the best scene in love.

- You put on good? - She asked for concern. - Yes, sort of - and I whispered to the press. - Today, a day without it is not - quietly said Natasha. - Yes, yes - I exhaled, looking cherished silk. I am obviously waited, my torpedoes hit the goal immediately and reached cherished depth. - Are you OK? - I whispered to it. - Yes, yes, dear - it breathe to the beat of my trigger, noisy and passionate.

- Natasha, I already close - to groan, I felt approximation of the explosion. - And I did. And I, I, - ohnuv, she fell head on my shoulder and to begin to tremble. After a second I took off, exploded and was unable to contain the moans, a bit like a snarl. We fell to the ground together, close friend to the press druzhke. We learned to breathe, and breathing returned to us, we learned to speak, and returned it to us.

Longest of all, we could not consistent where we are. Badgirlsblog - adolescents. And when realized, then became lead in order clothing at speeds of lovers caught. But all cost. But I could not think of where devat'sja used cells. Do not throw in the same class. To raise the whole school to stand on end. And I zavernul it in paper and put in your pocket, feeling, as far as awful. Somewhere there, in your pocket, lying broken bag. It was another chance this risky proximity.

But no, not today. I wonder why they put two? One must ask Mishku. How good that I got it generated. We quickly returned to class. Light included precisely when mypodoshli to door. Lord, how can we lucky! Rehearsal continued. I appends this book at night, after this rehearsal, after our embrace in the night class. I perelistal everything from beginning to end. Of course, something that happened koryavo. But I did not alter the will . This is akin to trying to edit past. What was, it was. I know one thing. I was sincere in its records. I do not eye, not gloss. I was bad, I was good. That's true. Take me as I est.Tetrad Natasha / They say it's time to love spring. And what to do if it comes in winter? Like me. I vlyubilas. Love for real. Do not even expect from yourself this. Mishka, and all that it was now somewhere far, far away, though not with me all this happened.

- Are you not zhaleesh? - I whispered to it. - No, I wanted this herself - she responded with sincerity disheartening. - So I - wanted? - I asked. - With you, with you - it easily kissed me in the nose. - I love you - I repeat that again for this evening. - And I you. Surprisingly, there at the bottom, my friend, though podrasteryal almost all their enthusiasm, however, did not want to leave hospitable space. Even more surprisingly proved that after ten minutes when we could breathe calmly and sheptali each other any tenderness, he, as if upset that forgotten about him, began to rise rapidly and stood in the entire mouth. Where was. We Natasha looked at each other in surprise. - What does it mean? - She laughed.

- Maybe we rozochku our bad sex. - And, in my opinion, even too. - No, bad - I have to move slowly. - No, well. - No, you can even better - I increased the pace. - Where much better. I closed her mouth Potseluia. She turned aside and whispered: - Poobeschay me. - What? - We are already moving in unison. - You're such a clever, but nedogadlivy. Promised! - What? What? - What we married. - Of course, the favorite, of course. We married - I strongly moved sharply. - Igor. Igor. - She called me like something from afar. - Are you OK? - I asked. Culmination approaching. - Yes, yes, not only because speshi ahead, pomedlennee. Oh, God! Igor, what are you doing with me.

Oh, God! I can not! I can not! Oh, th! - Natasha, you are my female, I mastered thee, I mastered thee, you gave me. - Yes, and you, my male, I commend you, I gave you, you took me. And I'm happy. Oh! I can not, mamochka on, God, I do not make this, second, what are you doing to me! Oh, nd, so unless you can dryannoy old boy, I can not, I die. And we took off a second time. Also commended as the first. A can and above. And again I sheptal her ear prohibited words. - I have sex you there again, Natashenka. I sex you. - You, my gardener. Thank you. I have heard, this is very helpful. For rozochek. - You liked, Natashenka? - Favorite, as well me with you. Eternity passed, and Natasha whispered: - Let's stand.

I laid down on his back. I did not hesitate that it sees me everything. - Here it is - the same? - She laughed quietly. - Hour ago, you mamzel, these were very happy - I responded to it in tone. - You know sinor, maiden memory so short. We laughed. Now we sat on our bG«G¤r, I embrace it, and we were easily and joyfully. Unimaginable emptiness rang in the head. - Maybe it's time - it looked at me with regret and blame. - Not so bad. Ten hours! - I really did not expect that already stolkovremeni. - The time has come. My come through half an hour. - Then I dress? - Yes - it utknulas lbom in my chest - but I do not want you leaving. - I come yet. - Iwill wait for you.

I got up on its feet and began to dress, but it has sat on his bG«G¤r in undone, thin halatike. - I'm ready - I said a couple of minutes. - Care? - It was the press to its knees and head to my stomach. - Natasha, so I never go. - I do not need. Do not go. You are now my husband and must live with me. - OK, but your husband should at least finish school - I laughed. - Here are incurred from you, will know. - No kidding so zaikoy done. One has already suffered. I do not understand how I got it from escaping. - Who? - She looked at me stunned. - Our Svetochka, from our Dimochki - which has already been silent. - There can be! And how do you know? - Alas, inadvertently heard their conversation - it was just a lie; Nechayanno;.

- A nightmare. What it will do? - Here, I do not know. Abortion, perhaps. - The horror. Poor Svetka. And it is something from Pot Two vershoks! - Nevertheless, smog, as a species. So you do not frighten me, oxen? - God, I can not calm down. This is news! - Natochka, you forgot? I'm. - Care? It is a pity. Let's forgive, yes? - Do not forgive, but dosvidankatsya. - Then, goodbye. - Goodbye. I love you, my good. - Do not forget about this and other days of the week - she smiled slightly. - So far. Everything will be fine. Here's see. - Uvizhu. And she closed the door for me. Home I am not going, not escaped, I just flew. I saw Mishku, who pulled by the arm Katenku, and it has been indifferent, first I would necessarily go after them, now they were not needed me.

I was free, you hear, I overcame themselves, my love, my miracle, my Natasha helped me get rid of my illness. Thumbzilla - new mad adventure. I remembered that he saw a small book at the station; Treatment sex; whether there and my case is described? If not - write, I authorize. Only do not call our names. Write simply:; Devyatiklassnik cure of vuyarizma because beloved girlfriend gave him;. I already knew, as it is called, which I supported. This is never repeated. Because I have you, the beloved. A strong frost, and we all went and went on uninhabited streets of our town. As for sin, I was without a hat. In the end, and Natasha simply ill, so that some days are not in school.