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How could she know, the one that spent 12 years behind closed doors, what was happening there, behind the log wall? Neither the word nor the sound of the nuns ever mentioned it.
None of their novices did not delve into the secrets of the everyday life of ordinary people.
Marinka was clear in her thoughts, like a crystal mountain spring.
So, she sat and felt sweat trickling down her forehead and cheeks, and how a strange feeling originated in the depths of her soul and began to rise higher, until the stream captured thoughts.
Marina was trembling, as if in a chill, not understanding what was happening.
It has become light.
Behind the wall, everyone was asleep long ago.
But in her brain again and again repeated the cry of incredible pleasure, which she had never heard before and about which she did not suspect.
The next day, along the path leading through the woods to the Sviridovs’ house, a cart rattled, bringing a telegram.
The telegram caused the newlyweds to Vladivostok.
They were serving the next day.
It was sad in the house.
Now only the younger generation was to remain there.
The nest went down.
Sasha and Tanya were talking quietly, sitting next to each other on the couch.
Oleg and Masha now and then passed by, collecting things.
Marina looked out the window, as the twilight was gathering.
Everything that happened last night seemed to her now to be a dream, having passed through the prism of light agonizing slumbers and quick bright dreams.
Soon the night fell on the house.
The older ones said goodbye in advance.
They set off early in the morning, asking no one to get up or accompany them.
It became quiet.
And here again.
Marina was already waiting for this instinctively and did not sleep.
She lay with her ear leaning against a small gap in the wall and listening.

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At first there went.
She heard the steps and Oleg’s quiet question, for how long.
Then the footsteps stopped, there was a creak of springs in the bed and again everything was silent and silent for so long that Marinka was almost completely convinced that she had all been dreaming about.
But Masha asked: – Do you think they are all asleep? – Yes, of course, – Oleg responded in response.
– you can already.
Although they are not small, they themselves know everything.
They laughed.
Then the bed creaked again, and Marina heard Masha’s already familiar light sigh.
– Still.
Oh, still, dear.
Ahhh! – Here?
– Oleg’s voice sounded hoarse and strange.
The answer to him was the moans of his wife.
He seemed to grin, Marinka was not sure, for she was again seized by this extraordinary feeling – longing and trembling that ran all over her body.
For a few minutes she was distracted, listening more to herself than to what was happening behind the wall.
And from the bliss, which had already come, she was brought out by an unusually strong cry: – Yes, oh! Deeper, love, more, more !! Oooh! ABOUT! ABOUT! Mmmm.
Oooooh.
Then everything calmed down, and only after a while she still said: – Olezhek, I was incredibly good now.
– Go to sleep, love.
I have to get up early tomorrow.
At dawn, they left.
Marinka was standing near the window, hiding behind a curtain, and with longing looked at them in a trace.
It seemed to her that a secret was leaving her forever, which she had never solved.
It was the last hot August days.
Sasha was often not at home, no one knew where he was.
Tanya, on the contrary, did not get out much, and everything was sitting by the window and embroidering.
They became friends with Marinka, the latter also learned to sew and embroidery, and they spent time together.
But no matter how tightly they met, Marinka would never have been able to tell her the biggest secret: what she heard on those two nights.
Although, she reflected on the hoops, again and again remembering every little thing that she managed to notice then, Oleg said that they, that is, the twins, and they all know themselves.
WHAT DO THEY KNOW? WHAT HAPPENED THERE? WHAT IS WINGING FOR THIS WALL IN THE DARK HOUSE? Her thoughts now had nowhere to hide from it.
She only thought about it.
But the mystery was not given, it was impossible to guess.
How? There was no place for her to get at least some information (they did not keep

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Once she, as always, wandered at sunset through the woods. Sex on live stage.

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