I always had the strong feeling that they were watching me. It all started from that memorable moment. I came to my grandmother in the village, I was here not for the first time. Well, there I was curious. How are the girls, but how are the boys. But who did not come across this, but most of all, but isn’t it? Well, my acquaintance began at the age of five, probably, in a stuffy hayloft, where my friend Masha and I played dolls. What can I say, I was apparently more developed, once I persuaded Masha to undress. Oh, they caught us then, scolded us, as they followed, explained that it was impossible so, and let go in peace. Masha did not see that summer anymore. A couple of years passed, and already for the summer holidays I arrived in the village.
And Masha greets me with a shout:
- Lerka goat, where did you disappear?
I was not offended, because, as grandmother always called me egozoy. In the garden there were swings for one, and the two of us wanted to swing. Masha was more well-fed, so she suggested that I sit on her knees, as if she were lighter. Laughing, rolling until Mashkina’s hand dives into my panties. I froze, both of them knew that it was wrong, remembering that we had somehow been forbidden to play together. As a result, Masha asked us to keep our little secret a secret and we never returned to it. They played with the boys, ran naked to swim in the lake, we had a cherished willow there, whose branches reached the very water. But we didn’t return to the topic of mutual study.
It took another couple of years Mashka blossomed, a lush chest of the fourth size, a slim waist and the guys curly uzhikami around her. Chestnut curls framing a pretty face, lively character. Masha like a kite always drove away the local guys from me, saying that they were all stupid and drunk, and I need at least a prince.
We decided to celebrate her eighteenth birthday together, she just came to the city to go to college for a doctor. And I was preparing at this time to enter the hudozhku. What can I say, I loved to draw. After looking at my drawings, Mashke caught fire to be my model. Parents went to the country, for a couple of days leaving the apartment at our complete disposal.
- Lerka, how is it better to sit down so that the lighting will fall on me more favorably? Let the window open, the warm rays of the sun will caress me and see the details in more detail.
- What are the details of Mash? - I looked up from the sketch.
Masha was standing in front of me with a bare chest, damn I captured the spirit of such a vision, and how interesting was I supposed to draw it?
- Lehr, can you draw flowers on my body? And then I’ll wash off everything in my heart, well, I really want to look at myself painted.
And Mashka seems to be a fantasy ...
- Look Mash with brushes with cheeks, and oh, how are you tickling in childhood?
- Everything is enough to talk, proceed - Masha commanded with a smile. - Start with nipple halos.
It all started as a body art project, and I myself was interested in working with a live model, not with paper. Well, I started ...
Wet brush with red paint gently began to draw a halo of nipples, carefully drawing red exotic flowers. It was inconvenient for me to touch Mashkin's chest, she understood that.
- Oh, Lerka goat, and the first time you see my chest, take it in your hand.
I swallowed saliva and lifted my chest from below, drawing another monogram. The windows are open, good neighboring houses, wealthy citizens are, at a decent distance and without binoculars you will not see anything. But Masha, it seems, did not care who could see her there, she enthusiastically watched my work.
- Lerka, you know that I am dragged from your drawings. You have a talent.
Of course, I was flattered by the words of a friend. And I really liked to draw on the body, I wanted to study the structure and bends further.
- Mash take off your jeans, I want to paint on the stomach.
- But only? - Masha wickedly winked at me.
- There will be seen, I was embarrassed.
Yes, Mashkin's belly eventually turned out to be not enough for me. And she without hesitation threw lace panties into a corner.
- Nifiga Masha is this, how did you so shaved the machine that everything is so smooth?
I couldn’t brag like that, I always forgot to cut my own trees in time.
- Oh, Vaska forked out for a gift, and I sold the chain and made a laser epilation. Touch a single hair.
I touched the tubercle, and Masha, as if inviting, said:
- Look, see, nowhere, not even where the track goes to the ass.
Masha widely spread her legs, showing a pink oozing flower. I touched the petals with disbelief, pushing them apart with my fingers. Her fingers were covered with Mashkin juices, she moaned, obviously enjoying it.
- Lerka do not torture me, we are no longer children.
- Masha, I have no experience with any guys or girls.
Masha pulled me to her, and kissed me hotly, invading my mouth. We fell on a fluffy carpet, and I was under Masha. The buttons flew off on my shirt, exposing my breasts without a bra. Hot kisses moved to my nipples. Hands caressed his chest, straightening it. Masha pressed her chest against me, trying to pull off my shorts. I had to help her, because, as I was also captured by this madness. In me everything was trembling, I experienced such sensations for the first time.
- Lehr are you still a virgin?
- Yes.
- It's good.
Why I don’t know this well, but all my thoughts popped out of my head when Mashka, having parted my lands, pressed her mouth to my virgin flower. Her tongue, wet and nimble, studied every fold until it reached a crack. Her fingers found a tubercle, and with the power of smoothing it, they gave me wonderful sensations. And her tongue with frenzy hammered into the hole. I arc arched, legs spread wide apart, giving her the opportunity to further penetrate my body. She sucked with gusto, until I groaned, I abundantly fell. I was nice and comfortable in the arms of a friend, she straightened my back and buttocks.
- Masha want, and I will do the same? I asked quietly.
- Of course I want to. Just let me sit in a chair, you will be more comfortable. - A chair was just opposite the window, but I did not care anymore, especially the rich castles were far from our house.
I admired Mashkin's chest heavy, full and so attractive, but no less appetizing was her mound.
- Ler put her finger in my pussy - quietly said the moaning Masha, I just knelt down in front of her and with my tongue timidly touched sexual lips. Fear not I'm not a virgin, but what would Vaska have forked up on a chain.
Masha took my hand and pressed hard on the entrance to the vagina, pushing my finger inside. Then followed another.
- Masha does not hurt you? I asked when she moaned.
- No, I am very well, faster, please, and do not stop.
Two of my fingers were shrouded in a soft and supple Mashkin cave, it was so nice and delightful that I so wanted. Masha began to sit down on my fingers herself, helping me. Soon after shouting, a friend finished on my chest, richly pouring me with her juices. Breathing heavily, she tilted my head, obviously wanting me to crawl dry, which I did, playing with my tongue and sucking swollen lips with ecstasy.
- Mash, you understand that I will not forget this.
- I know Lera, thanks for the gift, you have no idea how long I wanted you.
We went into the shower, and I washed off Mashka with a washcloth. I already got her reddened skin, rising steam from the hot water enveloped us. In general, on this day we became more than girlfriends.
The next day, early in the morning, Masha went to apply to the institute. We spent the night hot, so we didn’t sleep well. As Masha told me later, she ran into a guy on the stairs, he was carrying some benefits, everything fell down from the collision. Well ...
and in order to make amends, she invited him for a cup of coffee.
- Ler he is so cool, muscles pumped up, himself tanned, straight wow. Well, in general, he invited us to a friend to the country. A friend's cottage is over there - and she showed in the direction of an elite town.
- Masha are you in your mind? What is the cottage? You know him only a couple of hours, we are not going to Mash.
- Lerka well, why are you, how can you?
- Masha, I said everything, you are not going anywhere, period.
- Well, you goat Lerka.
Masha entered the medical department, I entered the art studio. She continued to meet with Artem, I had no time to meet anyone. Sometimes when the parents were not at home. Masha and I made love with open windows, it’s straight, it’s already a tradition. Feelings were heated from the open windows.
- Ler Artem has a friend though older than him. His name is Yaroslav he is 26 years old, let us introduce you to him. They have long been friends, Yaroslav has his own business.
- And why do I need his business Masha?
- Here you are stupid Lerka, grandmothers in our world decide a lot. I sent your photo to Artem, he showed a friend and he says, right up, caught fire.
- Well, we can go to the cafe to eat pizza.
- What are you, what cafe? Let's go to the restaurant!
- No, Masha in the cafe we will go, which is next to my institute, called “Sicily”, they say there is delicious pizza.
- Well, you goat Lerka. - Masha looked at me with displeasure.
We came to the cafe with Masha, but as soon as she saw Artem, she jumped. He smiled warmly at me, I had a couple of times with him. Introducing me to Jaroslav, apologizing for not being able to stay, saying goodbye, they left, leaving me alone with Yaroslav.
I don’t know if Jaroslav liked me or not, too old for me. All such serious and forever hanging on the phone solving business issues. But what I liked was that he came with a bouquet of small white roses. Trifle, but speaks of elementary attention. Feeling ill at ease, I practically ate nothing. Thanking for dinner, I was about to leave. As looking off the phone, Yaroslav asked:
- Ler you are an artist?
- Not. - And having seen his puzzled look, explained - I am just learning.
- Can you show me your work?
I sat back at the table.
“For a second,” he said, and he redirected all his calls to the secretary.
Jaroslav hooked on me, almost touching me. Well-groomed hands, expensive watches, dear nice perfume. And I am a skinny pigger, wearing glasses made of plastic cheap rim. Considering my sketch book, he now and then returned to his favorite drawings. At the end was drawn naked Masha. To obviously embarrass me, he did not stop on this page.
- Ler, I will have an offer for you, do not want to work in a team with artists?
- What kind of team?
- Hobby body art. Do you already have eighteen?
He asked, seeing my apparent embarrassment.
- And what are you so fond of?
- Business Lera, shows for the elite. I have a friend the artist, and as they say their earnings, sometimes low is not justified. Yes, you do not worry, everything happens not in my home, but in a country club. And by the way, he is shooting a studio in Sadovaya, do you want me to introduce you to him? - And waiting for my unsure nod continued. “Just a minute, I’ll find out if he has classes there now.
The car, of course, was gorgeous, white, representative, I do not know what brand, but obviously very expensive, our apartment, probably, did not cost so much. And even when I saw that he did not sit behind the wheel, but in the backseat, honestly blurred even. Seeing my eyes said:
- This is a car company Lera.
- Yaroslav and in what field do you work? Sorry for the indiscreet question.
- Oil, gasoline supplies, I am the CEO, my father opened the company. Sometime in the distant 90s. Lera, what music do you prefer?
- Classics in modern processing, Enigma, Robert Miles. - And obviously you will listen to other directions right? - I suggested.
- True Lera, metal, rock and nothing easy. And what kind of cars do you like? - he continued to be interested in my preferences.
- You will laugh, but none before, but once I dreamed of a blue sports audi. And all this color took me straight.
Jaroslav grinned. - What was so vivid dream?
- Very bright, I have all such dreams, I have albums based on my dreams at home, even though I write a fairy tale on them. - For some reason I smiled all the time, being with him.
Yet Jaroslav is strange, because he is obviously busy, but he drove me to the studio and introduced me to Vadim. Terribly red, with a beard and large cannabis all over his face. He gave off so much light and cheerfulness around him that those next to him were charged with energy. Embracing fraternally, Vadim looked at me with interest.
- Meet Vadim this Lera, learns from the artist, but already gives no small hopes. Saw her work, it's something. How much time will you spend together?
- And how much you need, we can until the morning. - Vadim told me and winked. - Artists are people fascinated sometimes forget about the clock.
- It's an hour, I'll pick up Leroy by 19 o'clock, have you agreed?
- Oh, well, that you Jaroslav do not need to worry, I can get home on the bus.
- Sorry Lera, but I insist we are not too calm city.
- Yes, but it seemed to me in the city we have peace and quiet.
- This is probably because you are returning home is not too late. I'm sorry, I'm late for a meeting. Vadim waiting for me and not letting go anywhere Lera.
- Got it, bos, of course. Lera doesn't need anyone to call you, otherwise I think you will have no time.
Smiling, warmly to Vadim, she took out a phone from her backpack and wrote a message to her mother and Masha. I told them to have dinner without me, I was with a teacher at extra classes.
Masha, of course, bombarded me with questions, but I turned off the sound and approached Vadim, who was waiting for me.
I was so comfortable working with Vadim, he enthusiastically talked about different techniques, gave a couple of sketches, asking me at home to work on body art sketches. I really did not notice the past time. Pupils began to come to the studio, and Vadim now had to pay me less attention. But I was not upset at all, as the model came, and everyone plunged into the world of lines and penumbraes. Yes, I know that such classes are not cheap, it is a pity that I can not come here and draw knowledge from impetuous Vadim.
- Lera, you are saddened, something happened? Jaroslav is only a few minutes late.
- BUT? - I honestly forgot about Yaroslav. Vadim misinterpreted my frowning face.
- Lera come when you have such an opportunity, don't worry about money, I have the opportunity to take a couple of free students. Those erotic stories of sexytales are more interesting for me to work with those who have talent, and yours require cutting. Take my business card and call at any time of the day or night. I do not exaggerate Lera honestly.
I have always judged people on my own, I don’t know correctly, but I sincerely believe that there is more good, though. I always tried to avoid bad boys who were addicted to drugs, drinking and hooliganism. I was horrified by the story when cruel children threw live kittens into the burning fire. I sobbed and sincerely believed that everything would return to the torturers, and they would learn what pain was. People can stand up for themselves, but here are the animals. Therefore, in childhood, all the poor living creatures pulled home. The poor parents then explained to the grandmother why she had instead of one fat and well-fed cat, a whole ten of them. Wounded ducks, poor hedgehogs and turtles were all fed. Mom thought that I would become a veterinarian, but not as an artist. I grew up, life slowly changed, but I still, just as before, did not watch horror movies. From my thoughts I was distracted by Yaroslav who entered the studio and another bouquet of wild flowers.
- Excuse me .
Lera that lingered. I decided to buy a bouquet for your mom, well, and the cake you will not refuse to drink me tea.
Yes, and he is assertive, however, I refused the tea. Perhaps a fool and maybe he will be offended by my words. But I do not invite people into the house whom I see for the first time.
- Sorry, Jaroslav, but it seems to me that you are rushing things. - Without waiting for me to open the door, flew out of the car.
“She obviously doesn't know, boss, that you are not denied.” - Laughing driver.
- Shut up and go home Stas.
Having told Mashka in detail about today's events, I received lyule from her verbally.
- Lerka you are a goat, no, yet you are a fool. This is your happiness, the peasant picked up the rich one, did you see his car? Did you see yourself in the mirror?
“So what's wrong with me?” - I looked at her unkindly.
- Face Lerka you have a nice, but you dress in all baggy, like a tomboy. And the glasses? What they alone are, round in a cheap plastic frame. And ... - I interrupted her.
- You know that Masha, and you take him for yourself, you have a beauty, not described, and a figure and chest, where my second to your fourth size. Obviously I do not reach for the beauty, so that you and dare to hold the cards. - For the first time we had a fight with Masha.
Masha, looking at me strangely, put on her headphones and buried herself in a textbook. So we talked.
Mashka left before me, tentatively smacking me on the cheek. Mashka couldn’t be angry at all for a long time, however, like me at her. After breakfast, I collected a backpack, my parents were no longer at home, closing the door, ran out into the street. And there Yaroslav was already waiting for me.
- Lera - already familiar voice called me. - let you down?
Jaroslav called me to you, despite our age difference with him. I looked at my watch and shouted:
- No thanks. I'm on the bus, so faster. - Hurried to a stop.
I ate climbed into a crowded bus, obviously already regretting my persistence. Someone backed me up. At that moment it seemed to me that if I behaved like this, Yaroslav would lose interest in me.
“And just as you drive in this horror.” - Yaroslav spoke practically to my ear.
- Normally we go. Oh, Jaroslav remove your hands from my priests.
- I can not, the door handrails crashed into me.
That's how we drove as long as it seemed to me to stop. The bus stopped, the front door opened with difficulty. Jaroslav grabbed my waist and pulled me out into the street.
- You excuse me Lera, but let's still go by car, the more your bus has already left.
Opening the back door, he invited me into the car.
- Stas to the institute - he instructed the driver. - Ler it is not difficult for me to bring you up, the more we go at one time, to study with me to work.
That is how Yaroslav burst into my life with pressure. He no longer asked for tea, but regularly picked up and drove every day to the institute and to Vadim. And he, like in a post-school school, did course and homework with me. Masha still continued to meet with Artem. And to mum, grandmothers from an entrance informed that I had a cool groom.
- Lera, when will you introduce your boyfriend to us? - Mom asked me when we had dinner.
- While mom was not going to, I know too little of him, and we do not meet.
- How so Lera? He brings you and takes you every day.
- Sometimes not he, but his driver Stas. Mom, I'm sorry I need to finish the job.
- Oh, Lera, Lera - mom shook her head.
The next morning I told Yaroslav about the desire of my mother to meet him.
- I will think about it - said Yaroslav and at parting he smacked me on the cheek. We passed the stage you, and switched to a romantic warm relationship.
Masha at night told me about hot sex with Artem, the guy for a long time looking, will come into her life. But Masha obviously did not finish speaking about something to me.
- And you Lerka when more closer you let Yarik to yourself? He is still not a boy and he needs more frank caresses.
- When the time comes Masha.
“Well, I'm still not Lera's boyfriend, and since they are, I can't do it to you.”
For some reason I didn’t like such a line of conversation, I don’t owe anything to anyone and I don’t have to. Speaking out, went to bed.
I didn’t have to go to study on Saturday, the teacher got sick the couples were canceled. Therefore, I packed up and went to the village to visit my grandmother for the weekend. Mom wrote in the message that she missed Grandma Vera.
My grandmother was delighted when I arrived, I helped her fry pancakes, then drank tea with jam. Well, at lunch I went to the lake, at this time of year it was deserted. I wanted to sit in silence to paint the water surface and fading leaves. Carried away, I did not hear the steps, so I jumped on the spot when I heard a familiar voice.
- Did Lera decide to run away from me?
- How, how did you find me? - I already started to stutter.
- So this is my favorite place.
- kidding me? - I asked incredulously, crouching back.
- Do I look like a prankster?
- It seems no - and yet she looked at him doubtfully.
- I have known Lera for a very long time. While you were playing with sand, you bathed naked, had fun with Masha, I watched you. My grandmother lived here Semenovna, you must remember her. I'm eight years older than you, of course you didn't notice me. Well, I'm not a child molester; I waited for you to become an adult. You think, why did the boys get around you?
- Why? - I, frankly, was somewhat shocked by what I heard.
- They were afraid of me, and no one except Masha had the right to approach you. I love you Lera since you walked under the table.
Jaroslav sat closer to me and put his arm around his shoulders. I was still in shock, so I belatedly reacted. Yes, I remembered, as in the fog, large and by my standards an adult boy. And Masha, it seems, knew everything and did not tell me.
- Masha could not tell you Lera, despite her frivolity, she knows how to preserve other people's secrets.
- And you have seen a lot from my childhood?
- Enough to enjoy the observation. But I have long been ready to go to another level. But with you, apparently hurried?
- Apparently Yaroslav. I honestly shocked by what he heard. Nothing was an accident, right?
- So, I used to pursue what I want, but it never worked with you. Having bought a plot of waste land opposite your windows built an elite area. Fortunately, the father had a lot of money and he loaned me to build, everything paid off and the profit exceeded our expectations.
“Why did you build a house overlooking my windows?”
- Did not guess? - Yaroslav asked sadly. - What would you watch Lera.
“I don't understand,” I said, freeing myself from his unobtrusive embrace. “I am not remarkable, not super beautiful, and why did you choose me as a persecution?”
- I did not pursue you Lera, you're wrong. I did not come across your eyes, I watched you.
Did he think that after such a confession I would jump for happiness?
- You are a sick Yaroslav, you need to be treated! - tough to say, rose to her feet.
- It's too late for me to be treated by Lera, when you yourself are a disease. I have all rooted in you.
- Sorry, I need to think, and you only started to like you ...
Yaroslav didn’t say anything to me anymore, he just looked at the surface of the water, continuing to sit by the water, only his shoulders hunched indicated that he regretted what he had said.
Since then, with Masha, we no longer engaged in love, she moved to live with Artem. And I bought thick curtains in the bedroom, which did not even let in daylight. I ignored the car sent for me in the morning. Closed and hung up, I was worried, but could not first go to Yaroslav. And he, as before, did not insist on anything, continuing, obviously, to observe me from the side.
Only six months later I came face to face with him. Vadim organized a body art party and he needs ...
there were artists. I, of course, was invited to the country club. All the same kid, but the artists in the country club all stood out for carelessness in clothes. Ladies in chic clothes, gentlemen in expensive suits, scurrying around the waiters. The scene and we behind the scenes paint models. I chose the phosphoric inks, my models should have come out last. She worked since the morning, the work is difficult, but interesting. The idea was mine, but other artists helped me, my shirt was smeared with paint, my hands and even my cheeks managed to smudge. Backstage, Yaroslav entered with us with a chic busty blonde, her fingers were littered with a huge number of ringlets. She, it seems, collected everything in the house that was and, hanging on herself, now glowed like a light bulb of Ilyich. Personally, I presented a Christmas tree in a red dress with an open back and a huge neckline in front.
Jaroslav gave the blonde care of Vadim, came up to me and said.
- I missed you Lera, you have nice curtains in the bedroom.
- Thank. - Only able to answer it.
I missed him too, despite his recognition. I understood that he had not done anything bad to me. Only good and as if I did not reject, I liked him more than I admitted to myself. Without it, life has become fresh.
He took my dirty fingers and, kissing his lips to his lips. Behind the scenes such a noisy silence established. With a disgusting squeal, a dyed blonde flew up to him like a fury.
- Yaroslav who is this girl? - with contempt, looking at me, blonde curled lips.
“The love of my life,” he said softly, but raising his voice, introduced me. - Lera, a talented artist who will win more than one heart with her talents.
- And just - apparently the blonde did not hear the first part of what he said.
- We will not disturb you, we are waiting for the performance backstage. - He never presented the blonde.
Vadim approached me. - Ler is not my business, but Yaroslav is a good man, despite the complex nature and his dawns ...
- I know Vadim, but I'll figure it out myself.
- I hope - said my teacher and friend with sadness.
Then Mashka ran backstage, having gone by, what a mess I was, ran away to take their place. In a couple of minutes they should have raised the curtain.
The evening was gorgeous, I changed my clothes, wearing a black, modest dress. My stars made a splash. I was very nice and attention and flowers. Jaroslav gave me a gorgeous bouquet of scarlet small roses. Champagne and light intoxication and whispering in Yaroslav's car.
“If you want to see me tomorrow, open the window in your bedroom.”
Perhaps from intoxication, and perhaps from the fact that I really missed him. I opened the window and slowly began to pull off my black dress. Entangled in it, the top spinning in place and collapsed on the carpet. Shame, I hope he did not see it. Who knew that the camera was aimed at my windows all the time ...
PS
Naked Masha was lying on the bed, and naked Artem was hugging her; on the contrary, Yaroslav was dressed in an armchair.
- If you do not want to lose her Yaroslav, then either stop or ...
- Or what?
- It is better to hide that your childhood observations have grown into more adults. And then I'll tell her what you really are.
- We have an agreement with you Masha, and you decided to move in with Artem without asking for my permission. I asked you to be with her all the time, and now you are bolder and decided to open your mouth? - Yaroslav strained through his teeth.
- I am not your property! - Masha got angry.
- Now you are my property, you live in my apartment and in my house.
- You are a cruel bastard and ghoul, Lerka eventually will understand.
- I do not refuse Masha, you could not and she can not.
- Yes, burn you in hell! - Masha shouted in his face already raised Masha.
- The time will come, I will burn. You can not even doubt it. And now get dressed, you and Artem are going abroad to the Emirates on a romantic trip. Well, and then you throw Artem, get married, change faith, become a suicide bomber and go to heaven.
Mashka had a sleeping pill in his neck. While she fell into a dream, Jaroslav said.
- It was necessary further Masha to keep her mouth shut ...
No, he didn’t take another sin to the soul, but now Mashkin’s house has now become a solitary chamber with white walls and a straitjacket ... Sometimes maniacs also love ..