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If there were anybody else, it’s not a pity
And then my sister.
Suddenly, what will I do wrong? For me, this is also the first time.
But conscience did not allow her to give her sister to be torn apart by anyone else.
At least I will try.
The next evening I went to the assembly hall, where the team rehearsed.
Only Misha and pianist Seryozha were there – they were learning a song.
Misha, by the way, besides the stunning appearance, there was also a terrific baritone – I still have goosebumps as I recall.
When they finished, Seryozha disappeared, and Misha pulled out a ticket from his backpack and raised it high above his head.
For about five minutes we played “well, take it away” (taking into account that he is half a meter higher, guess who won), and then Misha got tired of scoffing at me.
Taking a ticket, I stood on tiptoes to kiss him in the cheek in gratitude, but he did not bend down, so my kiss fell somewhere in the neck.
-Can we close the door and try again? – asked Misha.
I agreed, surprised at such a rapid development of events.
So that he didn’t have to bend too much, Misha put me on the window sill and began to kiss.
He kissed very aggressively and biting painfully.
Gale probably liked it so much.
I pushed him off and began to show myself what was wrong.
Misha understood very quickly.
Then, burning with hot breath, he began to slide his lips over my neck, and I began to unbind his shirt and stroke his chest with dancing hands.
His hands walked under my sweater.
Despite the fact that from the window of the barrel, it became hot.
I jumped off the window sill and took him by the hand to the stage – there they rehearsed the room with a fall and after that they did not remove the soft mat.
We settled down on him – Misha was on top and I liked to feel how big and heavy he was.
Someone shuffled along the corridor, but we were no longer up to it.
It didn’t work to unbutton the belt on Misha’s jeans – he was with some kind of clever buckle, but Misha did not help me: he liked my fuss in the groin – his pants were just tearing from the inside.

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At this time, his lips were treating my chest.
It was very nice.
Before entering me, he spread my arms and pressed them to the mat.
“So it is necessary,” he answered my questioning glance.
He moved painfully slowly, it seemed, if he didn’t accelerate now – I could not stand it and would lose consciousness.
“Hurry,” I asked, but he seemed not to hear.
I began to podmahivat.
His head was spinning and ringing in his ears.
Finally, he let go of my arms and, pressing against me, began to move faster.
We finished at the same time.
“Judging by the way you scratched my back, you liked it,” Misha smiled.
I began to apologize, but he laughed – they say, come on, I myself was very good and began to kiss my hand and give thanks.
Just like Zhenya.
The story did not continue: it turned out that he once failed with Galya and, fearing impotence, he used me as a medicine.
I’m not mad.
Anyway, I would not have been able to maintain a long relationship with a young man, on whom so many girls hang.
The third story.
Alexander.
My friend Katyusha introduced me to Alexander.
They had a tangled relationship: they seemed to start as falling in love, and then they didn’t flow into anything else, but they didn’t hurry to let go of each other.
Alexander was an actor, even had the title of Honored Artist, but the general public did not know him, and on this occasion he was very fond of indulging in reflection: well, forty-three years (now it is clear why Alexander, and not Sasha?), But such a whole lonely and deserted (he divorced ten years ago with his wife) and occasionally went into hard drinking.
It was a phenomenally bright person.
Ridiculous.
A week after leaving the bout, he ceased to be like an elderly St. Bernard and became fantastically beautiful.
Katyusha described him as an “textured man” and could not find a better description, honestly.
Initially, I did not perceive Alexander as a man, because he was the same age as my father and just watched TV in worn slippers.
So, senior comrade.
He helped me find a cassette with one old film that

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I could not find anywhere else for a year and let me read rare old books – he had a smart library.
“Anyway, if you run past, go for tea, have a good old man cheer up.”
I occasionally took care of it – it was interesting with him, and he brewed amazing coffee.
Two months later, he offered to contact him at “you” and began to hint unequivocally that he was generally suitable not only for conversations.
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