well, here also opened a season! Moreover with a pump. what fine morning! Quitted on a verandah, silence death all sleep! So there is no wish to gather, to go to this operation! What fine holidays, this May Day! As was great these three days! I now at the girlfriend, at the dacha. There is no wish to put on in these clothes so again! All got used to me, I too, surprisingly, quickly adapted. The benefit, my promised was not against, itself and provoked me. The same lark, the neighbor in a section, saw, waves a hand, I welcome it too. It shines as silver dollar, still, the mood was lightened the old man since morning. On me only an undershirt men's. As though I write the diary. And that, the idea quite good, I will open the blog. Just and the subject is as I spent May holidays. I am in general a woman so to say, active and quite open. Thanks to tutors of course. But, somehow everything this year was crumpled. It would seem, after New Year it would be necessary to get it together, has received such rigid lesson. Has hardly got out of this confusion. I thought, there will be a restraint and modesty. But, the spring is spring, the nature prevails. The girlfriend on institute still, has invited to herself to holidays. We have gone without deliberating. In total as always, three cars, food for the month ahead, excellent mood. Rest has begun. The first evening, probably the most difficult, men "were loaded" by alcohol and we too not especially lagged behind. And here has begun to stir up me. I was frightened, really all holidays so? The girlfriend has suggested me to retire to the room provided to us for rest. Wash, we will call him the husband, Romik has put me to bed. I have tried to fall asleep. Pain has a little ceased that has encouraged. Romik has visited me, of course drunk after a while. Cheerful such, playful. He at me the master in caress. From the top to toe loves me, calls me by lollipop. The truth this time a little I wasn't ready to rough actions. I just decided not to put the kitten in order in general since New Year. Sometimes I so like to do. But, to the husband it didn't prevent to bring me twice to an orgasm, at first by means of lips, and behind that as all mortal. Well, I in languor, it ran down. After a while, I decided to go down too. Got up, looked round, there are no things! At once it is clear, Romik began to behave in a queer way. That - I decided to host this game. I was wrapped in a sheet and went down to guests. Fun is well under way. A fire, shish kebabs, music from cars, dances, ridiculous stories. And here I! Romik rushed on a meeting, I everything told him that I had to tell. It as a stallion, takes everything on laughter. Speaks, throw, all the same we will go to sleep soon. here girls me under hands. Varya! You what, it is healthy. Look, all drunk, think nothing. I am a reasonable question and what then you don't hurry to shake tits here? Well they let's laugh the matter off. Well, I agreed to remain in a sheet so far. What to hide, the imp began the business. To me became interesting this situation. Everything took its course, I constantly had to correct a sheet if to reconcile to this inconvenience, then everything was lovely. I even several times danced with Romik and with children. Despite a drunk condition of the company, a manhandling it wasn't noticed. To see, Romika these guys respect that very much flattered me. I know one guy, this is the friend Romika, saw the second for the first time. Well girlfriends know me from institute. Romik to me suggested to walk, take a walk in the yard. As always, talked some rubbish, told about cases at work. But, I that know that he wants! We departed from a fire, came for the house. It here also drove me into the corner, well know what. I at first got a fright, but under its pressure couldn't resist. Well sharpness of feelings, on the street, meters at 20-30 from the company, behind the house. Than not exotic? It was magnificent! Quickly, passionately, well the miracle is simple. Romik made case, a bed-sheet grabbed and to run! I nearly burst into tears. In a stomach bottom still complete ecstasy, and here thoughts what's next? And he is a rascal drunk, goes swaggers before friends the impudence. What to do? I called to the aid the girlfriend, the hostess of the house. And it, still that bough. Shouts: Varya, that you hide there, go to us! There is such girlfriend. I began to threaten it, a pier I will go through a kitchen garden to neighbors, I will call the police. Nonsense of course, but, this last that I could make. The benefit, neighbors well know me, that is, it being necessary to communicate with them I will tell so, not absolutely dressed. It is another story. If gushes, I will tell later. I don't know as, but the hostess after all reduced the humour. Light was extinguished in our house everywhere. Unless on a porch the lamp burned before an exit. I looked at the company, only outlines of figures who was closer to a fire are visible. I left from round the corner, for certain they saw only my silhouette. An intrigue, all look in my party, nobody approaches. There is a game! I walk up and down at decent distance from a fire, I appeal to Romik and to the hostess. I catch myself on a thought that it is pleasant to me! It is pleasant to be fully aware of itself naked, at distance from the company. We don't forget about neighbors. The truth already long after midnight, but, fires at many burn. Holidays outside. People relax after long winter. Well, came that the hostess brought me an undershirt, a men's undershirt. A condition - I don't leave guys anywhere. It began the old song again, that I can only envy that she naked would go if was similar to me, well, and in the same vein. I more than once heard it, began to remind me my pranks in student's years, the old song is shorter. I approached a fire under the general approval and rough support. Villages to Romik on knees. What is an undershirt? a men's undershirt on thin shoulder-straps. My nipples of course are closed, but sideways, understand that sideways. It is necessary to tell that an undershirt rather long. But, I somehow relaxed, and dancing with Romik mechanically in dance put hands to it on a neck. Right there enthusiastic whistles, exclamations, and strict exclamation of the hostess: "Varvara, don't play pranks!" For certain my crack from such movement of hands appeared for the company in all the vulnerability. So in general, I noticed that guys diligently pretend that anything special doesn't occur. It of course calmed me and encouraged. Even if burned me with views, it wasn't felt, you know, there is such look of a hungry male. That is, under wine, I gradually got used to the look. The truth several times danced bystry dance, it was necessary to correct time from time an undershirt on tits. One, the second constantly wanted to jump out outside. Everything was organic, I made this operation with apologies and a smile. You would see my Romik! Well directly an eagle, on all ugly face it is written, here what it mine. There was one more cheerful moment. In the heat of rest and dances, my new acquaintance (the third guy), as if usually, so loudly and with confidence speaks: "What panties at you unusual, you in them not bad look". And here little girls pick up where where , show! Also let's me lift up an undershirt in front. All of course know about what the speech. little girls, as they say, have decided to fool about over the girlfriend. I squeal, on all settlement probably. I have squated, I shout Roma, Roma! It is necessary to pay tribute, it has stopped it. But, without rage, everything has been made as the next joke for a mood raising. Finally, I have joined general laughter too. And then, between other so, the second girlfriend speaks: "and at you indeed in this darkness when you dance near a fire, your bush really looks as black bikini, so looks not bad". Well here you will tell?. I ask what is so strongly visible, I seem I watch it? She has only burst out laughing in reply. Don't take a steam bath, says that we didn't see naked little girls? It was necessary to go to have a rest, evening was very rough. Sledushchy day was even more cheerful.
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