History_4

[Christmas_Christmas]

In the summer I really liked going to Tanya’s grandmother. My friends and I lived, one might say, in the center of the city, but her grandmother lived on the very outskirts... You know such a suburb, or I don’t even know how to say exactly... It turns out that “territorially” it’s a city, but in fact it’s just a village and nothing more... Although This “suburb” was quite large... There were two schools and some kind of vocational school, or whatever it was called... and some kind of “combines” (“combines” not because of the scale, but just what the locals called them)... a lot of all sorts of “administrative” institutions.....

There were practically no “tall” houses, not even 5 storeys... There were two-story houses, you know, so elongated, for some reason they were all called “barracks”. By the way, in such a “barrack” was Tanya’s grandmother’s apartment….. There was also a fairly tall building for the dormitory of that vocational school…. Damn, I don’t remember how many floors it had, but definitely no less than 5... Well, that’s all basically... The rest of the area was occupied by the private sector, with their “private houses”, fences, gates, vegetable gardens and fruit trees... and those trees that were behind the fence, in the yard... let’s say, for children they were “taboo”... from them “to help themselves” “The owners didn’t allow it... but those that grew behind the fence, near the gate... on those trees you could eat your fill of apples, for example... which is what we basically did)))...

In short, my girlfriends and I went there very often. I don’t know about them, but I really liked it there. First of all, there is a sharp contrast. It’s as if I was from “modernity”, after about half an hour of a trip on a shuttle bus or trolleybus, I found myself in the “past”, and for me it seemed almost literally... On the streets of this village, one could easily meet people dressed “in city clothes” adults, those who came here to work from the city center... and one could meet “grandmothers” going to their store or just going about their business... Moreover, not “older women”... I once witnessed how a man on public transport addressed an elderly woman with the word “grandmother”…. Damn, what did he not hear in response from that woman, and then from the entire trolleybus, because... probably just lazy, well, damn it, I didn’t take part in the argument then...

So there on the streets you could meet exactly “grandmothers”, well, like in the village.... Those, looking at whom you can’t even accurately determine their age... They could be 65 years old, or they could be younger, especially if you look at them from the back, because such “grandmothers” didn’t attach any importance at all, and maybe didn’t even know , that there is the concept of “fashion”, beautiful things, hairstyles, makeup and everything else....
But the absence of “all this” did not spoil them at all... This “rusticism”, this lack of “fashion” suited them very well … They didn’t evoke any negative emotions at all, at least for me…. They even seemed more appropriate on their streets than the “city people” who came there to work….

Why did I start telling you in such detail, so that you would understand the whole flavor of that “village”, so that you would have an idea of ​​what kind of place it was...
At first, while we were small , then we went there with our girlfriends by public transport... Well, starting from the 9th grade, we almost always got there exclusively on bicycles... The three of us had very “cool bikes”... not cool, because of their technical “characteristics”... but damn it “cool” because of their appearance, because they were relatively inexpensive, but looked very “stylish”… such “mountain bikes”….

But that’s not the point…. Just for me to be in such a village was already something “fantastic”, but for me the “adventures” began already from the “road” itself…. Just imagine... The girls are 9th graders, and Tanka was actually a year older, and they are riding bicycles... Do you think we put on “bicycle gear”? No matter how it is... Denim shorts….. And the “tighter” they were, the better)))) Well, T-shirts\blouses are best shorter, so that the navel is exposed, and even better, that the T-shirt is tight….
I also had a denim silk shirt... very “cool” as it seemed to me then, so in order to enhance the “effect” I could also turn it up to the top, almost completely expose my back and stomach....

Here you are imagine “schoolgirls” riding bicycles in such a sexy way... And no one even made any comments to us about this.. Firstly, it’s hot, and secondly, we were still “ children,” well, what could they take from us...

It was only later, in my student years, that I would “ride” a mountain bike a couple of times in just a swimsuit…. But this is a completely different story, and I’m not sure that I can tell it to you..

So, the adventures began on the way. We were not stupid and understood perfectly well how we looked and what “impression” we made on others. Both drivers and pedestrians...
Although we drove only on pedestrian sidewalks, it was not because we were “ill-mannered” and deliberately violated traffic rules. No, that wasn’t the case. We were simply scared to drive along the roadway. I remember very well how a huge truck overtook me when I was driving along the highway, and almost “pulled” me under the trailer, although it overtook me at a distance of a meter, or maybe even more... Damn, it was very scary and I still remember “the horror of dying” and even now I’m afraid to ride on the highway on the electric scooter that my husband bought me...

But the most interesting thing was riding in this form through the streets of the village.... Half naked, meeting “on the road” both local and “city people” who worked there and found themselves “on business” on the street...
Very often, in just a swimsuit, I went into the shops there.... Mostly grocery stores... Also the same one-story ones, “village like the whole village”....

I will tell you about these “trips” in the next story, because we had fun on more than one “trip” ... Damn, we did such things there that it’s scary to tell anyone... it’s just that for me, this village was almost a “shelter” or a “safe” place, because in my childish naivety, I believed that it was so far from mine Houses…. Damn... “far”... that practically no one knows me there, which means I can do almost whatever I want...

In short, I’ll tell you about my “games” in the next Story , and I started from afar to introduce you to my third friend Ira, my age, who that summer came to that village to visit her grandmother, came “for the summer”, but then stayed... not forever... “forever” is not very good word, and after Tanya’s death, I try not to use this word anymore...

So... Ira was a “transfer”... as we called her then... She was a “mixed race”... Her mother was ours, but her father was Kazakh... And Ira took only the best from her parents... First of all, she was very beautiful... that’s really.... a very beautiful figure, legs like a model’s... Nowadays you can only see such girls in Mercedes and BMWs, but I was friends and talked with such a girl in real life... Irka had a very beautiful face... not as round as the Kazakhs.. and... damn... they’ll also sew on “racophobia” now... in short, her eyes were like those of the Kazakhs, slanted... but slightly... well, and a mane of black hair... Damn.. to say that she was spectacular is to say nothing... The boys were simply drooling over her... And when we walked home from the river in swimsuits, there was a river in the city itself, but there was no way to go home in a swimsuit, even to ride in a trolleybus, because the beach is far away, it was simply impossible…. Although damn it’s “possible”, but my hometown, even though it’s not a “capital”... but in a swimsuit, driving home from the beach was simply not possible... But in that village, it could have been done easily... So everyone we met turned to look at us met on the way...

Ira also spoke very “interestingly”.... Firstly, she had a very beautiful voice, and secondly, her “slang”…. She often “mixed our words with words in Kazakh and she did it very cool... Very often we even won “arguments” with girls who were older than us, because such “slang” instantly baffled our opponents. Moreover, Irka did not even “realize” that her Kazakh words were simply not understandable to anyone... She simply inserted them without thinking, and did not “complex” because they did not understand her... You know, according to the principle, “you need it - you understand”... But she didn’t do this on purpose, but “naturally” or something...

By the way, Ira lived in the private sector and soon, our company, began to “sink” into her…. It’s a damn word... but that’s what we called it then... in short, we stayed for a day at Irina’s grandmother’s house.... Firstly, it was much more spacious and tastier (what I didn’t eat there from her garden), the main thing is that we could freely “play” there and not be afraid that we would be discovered and disturbed....
Sorry about the sex in this there is no history at all. There will be a lot in the next one, for some reason I just remembered this now.....
Something like this...

Sent after 1 hour 41 minutes 32 seconds:
damn it so "reminded" that at least go home... it’s a pity that it is impossible to return to childhood.. as much as possible I wish I could change it and do it differently...

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, aren’t you even partly better? was related to sex. You have revealed a different side of yourself to us! That you can also well describe your everyday life, albeit past times. Well done, do this more often, spice up your sex stories, it becomes much more interesting!

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And then that they took it all for granted, it’s practically commonplace there, no one there is ashamed of themselves, you say it yourself) so you had nothing to be ashamed of)

[Christmas_Christmas]

it’s even partly better that it wasn’t related to sex.

thanks for the review... only I understand that without sex the story "is not will come in"...

"- I have only one mouth. Should I pour out my soul to you?"
"- Don’t be distracted. "... I don’t remember which series the line was from...

but damn for some reason I remembered exactly these things from childhood... I’ll tell you about sex in the next part....

[Denach]

Why are you worried, people will like it, you’ve always written well, so don’t worry, people will catch up in the evening and will be happy to read your next story

[Eustace]

Suck it of course. Don’t get distracted

damn, I didn’t know how to formulate a review of this story!

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, and people probably also want variety) not listening to only sexual fantasies from you requires variety and release, so to speak, so that the next dish is sweeter

[Christmas_Christmas]

and people probably also want variety)

damn, what variety... dear Alex_, wrote what "the people" want"))))....

ndamn, I didn’t know how to formulate a review of this story!

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, wait, don’t be upset, people will come later and say You also know your opinion, you know how many readers you have!

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, wait, don’t be upset people will come later and say their opinion too, you know how many readers you have!

damn... I and didn’t get upset... on the contrary... I remembered so much of what happened.... even in several parts... and without any sex)))).... although I also remembered about the “games” of course )))....

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, yes wait, don’t be upset, people will come later and tell you their opinion too, you know how many readers you have!

damn... I and didn’t get upset... on the contrary... I remembered so much of what happened.... even in several parts... and without any sex)))).... although I also remembered about the “games” of course )))....

Damn, this makes me want to read even more stories like this from your quiet life) without sex) but then maybe a little strawberries)

[Christmas_Christmas]

I wanted to read even more stories like this from your quiet life) without sex)

funny damn... I’m not at that age yet write "memoirs")))))
just kidding...

[Canis91]

Oh childhood... Youth....
I want to go where my mother is slightly over 30
And my father is still alive...

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, it doesn’t matter at any age people write novels! So don’t be shy, try writing)

[Canis91]

Natali_Natali, Thank you, we took you back to childhood for a minute

[Christmas_Christmas]

Oh childhood... Youth....
I want to go where my mother is slightly over 30
And my father is still alive...

my parents are alive thank God...
friends from childhood is no longer there .. Tanya(((
if only I could go back to childhood, I would fix a lot of things.. in any case, I would try to fix it...

So don’t be shy, try

I’ve been shy since school stopped))))... well, maybe not since school.. but at university it’s definitely like that....

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, Thank you, they brought me back for a minute to childhood

thank you for your feedback. I’m glad that my story brought back warm feelings and memories...

[Denach]

I stopped being shy since school))))... well, maybe not since school.. but at university it’s definitely like that

Brave girl) In this life, partly you need to try everything within the normal limits))

[Christmas_Christmas]

Brave girl) in this life

well, I don’t consider myself brave)))... but I’m not shy either.....

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, well, everything is within normal limits, but and your own intimate pleasures are also the norm, because everyone has their own, and you can’t live without them)
So you’re a good girl!

[Christmas_Christmas]

Den725, thanks for the feedback

[Eustace]

Natali_Natali, Release schedule for episodes about SUCK!!! Can I publish it?

[Canis91]

About sucking.
- Holmes, why do women have straight and soft hair at the bottom, while men have hard and curly hair?-
- Watson, don’t get distracted. Suck silently.-

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, Release schedule for episodes about SUCK !!! Can I publish it?

damn well, I’ll start in the next "episode"... honestly))) ....

[Canis91]

While our good mistress of the topic continues the speeches permitted to her, with her permission I will tell a chilling story.
It was told to me by a friend who communicated with a friend of a participant in the events. This happened a long time ago and it was like this:
Like in our Chakvardak district
There is noise and chaos among the women.
A detachment came to us from Kabul
Under the name code "Cascade".
. "Stuntmen" I went to watch
And stood hidden behind the mosque.
Suddenly I saw one coming towards me
A blue-eyed young blond.
. How I looked at the "shuravi"
So the nightingales sang in my soul.
I forgot shame and Sharia
I say: Come with me, soldier.
Let you not circumcised kafir
I will arrange a feast just for you.
I will put you to bed with me,
And I will take off not only the burqa.
But the “shuravi” looks sadly
- Don’t call me beauty.
Our commander is a strict mushaver,
Forces us to sleep in an armored personnel carrier.-
. - Stupid, unreasonable "shuravi",
You seize moments of joy...
I know, I know there is a dushman sitting in the mountains
A scimitar is sharpening against the Russians... -
. "Shuravi" laughs: Don’t scare me. All dushmans
We will send to heaven.
There will be peace on the Afghan land,
Then we will arrange a feast.
. The days flew by like falling leaves
And the "Cascade" detachment left for Kabul.
And I wait, burning with love
Where are you, blue-eyed "Shuravi"?!!
This is such a terrible story about unrequited love.

[Christmas_Christmas]

Canis91,
I liked it.. In general, I really like poetry)))...

[Canis91]

Well, everyone probably knows this. As one character said: - To tears... la -
- ...The floor crashes
Into Nyurka’s mutilated body... -

[Christmas_Christmas]

I don’t know (((.. about your Nyurka...

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, I agree, I haven’t heard either

[Eustace]

Natali_Natali, Den725, Nyurka is crying - a living soul,
Tears and blood mixed on her paws.
Oh, how beautiful Nyurka was,
I could smell the faintest scent.


Nyurka was crying, and the bird was flying,
A fighting, iron bird.
Nyurka is crying, she will not forgive herself,
But she cries - and everything will be forgiven her.


Strokes Nyurka’s own hand
She should lick her master’s hand:
It is so familiar, so light,
Doomed by Nyurka to torment.


The helicopter crashes into the floor
Into Nyurka’s dissected body,
Hundreds of times she smelled the pain,
And in the hundred and first she almost didn’t make it.


A chill ran down the back of my neck,
When there was a smell from the side,
But on a thin, steel wire
A paw slid along the crevice.


And fire shot up from the stones,
And there was a smell of red-hot iron,
And the owner, following her,
Sank to the ground with moaning.


And Nyurka crawled towards him, crawled,
And licked him, and licked him,
And wheezed, calling for help ,
And with her eyes she told all the pain.


Friends ran up to the sapper,
They wrapped the sapper in bandages.
He said : “I can’t live without Nyurka!”
“No,” they told him, “these are mountains!”


The helicopter arrived in the morning
The two of them were loaded into the car.
“Don’t cry, Nyurka, I won’t die,
Don’t cry, I won’t leave you...”


But Nyurka, a living soul, is crying,
Tears and blood mixed on her paws,
Oh, how good Nyurka was,
I could smell the faintest scent

[Christmas_Christmas]

The poems are beautiful but I’ve never heard them before

[Fargal94]

Natali_Natali, Thank you! It’s very pleasant to read and it makes my soul warm) I grew up in a similar place.

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, Thank you! It’s very pleasant to read and it makes my soul warm) I grew up in a similar place.

thank you for your feedback

[Fargal94]

Natali_Natali, Thank you you! It’s very pleasant to read and it makes my soul warm) I grew up in a similar place.

thank you for your feedback

I always write sincerely or not at all)

[Christmas_Christmas]

damn...

I always write sincerely or not at all)

I’m the same..... and I write my stories sincerely, in In any case, I try...
but damn, there really isn’t enough sex in this one.... but I’ll improve)))

[Denach]

damn...

I always write sincerely or not at all)

I’m the same..... and I write my stories sincerely , at least I try...
but damn, there really isn’t enough sex in this one.... but I’ll improve)))

This is what makes you a good writer, that you write from the bottom of your heart your stories, not only intimate but also ordinary ones about life in general)

[Fargal94]

damn...

I always write sincerely or not at all)

I’m the same..... and I write my own stories sincerely, at least I try...
but damn, there really isn’t enough sex in this one.... but I’ll improve)))

write how you feel and know! Little sex means little! Don’t be fooled by the teasing of some civilians)

[Christmas_Christmas]

This is what makes you a good writer

damn... well, what kind of writer is there... everyone is naive and teenagers... I just remembered and wrote ...specifically there is no sex in this story, because I was remembering other things... I myself wanted to return to my childhood again... to that village, to my friends... to hear their voices again, to see them....
n
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write how you feel and know! A little sex means a little!

that’s right on point... in this story I decided to write about sex to a minimum...
but I’ll get better))))

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, well, just think about it, there’s only sex in novels they write nothing like that so don’t be angry with yourself!

[Eustace]

A little sex means not enough!

There should be a lot of sex, the competitors are already stepping on your heels! We are losing rating!)))

[Bully Carrie]

How did Ira’s life turn out next? Who did you marry? Still a beauty?

[Bully Carrie]

the competitors are already on their heels! We are losing our rating!)))

From this point on, please be more detailed)) What is the rating? What competitors?
We are not having horse races here, but actually having pleasant conversations

[Denach]

Let’s not put pressure on the girl, otherwise she’ll stop writing completely) and we don’t want that!

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Hooligan Carrie, I completely agree with you!

[Christmas_Christmas]

A little sex means a little!

There should be a lot of sex, the competitors are already stepping on your heels! We’re losing the rating!)))

damn, it’s good if more people have the courage to write))))... and the rating... . "gets lost" so be it.. damn...

[Denach]

How did Ira’s life turn out? Who did you marry? Still a beauty?

right, that’s interesting too!

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Natali_Natali, this is what I understand as a good attitude! Don’t be shy about competition, but strive for it because part of competitioneconomic engine

[Christmas_Christmas]

How did Ira’s life turn out? Who did you marry? Still a beauty?

she went to Kazakhstan with her father... well, their whole family... she finished school, it turns out.. and then they came back again to myself.. I don’t even know if they guessed it that way on purpose or it was a coincidence...

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, wow! So, have you found a husband or are you left alone? Don’t you communicate with her anymore, at least by correspondence?

[Eustace]

We don’t have horse racing here, but pleasant conversations actually

and are there ratings and competitors at horse races? didn’t know...

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, wow! So, have you found a husband or are you left alone? Don’t you communicate with her anymore, at least by correspondence?

damn... I don’t even know what to say... What am I supposed to do when I left my city? to the university.. then.. it’s not that I broke off old ties... it’s just that so many new things appeared that I plunged into everything that is called headlong...
And I didn’t maintain any more relations with Irka. .. she didn’t come to her grandmother anymore... and we didn’t correspond with her on social networks ((((

[Eustace]

she went to Kazakhstan to stay with her father... well, their whole family... she finished school, it turns out... and then they returned to their place again.. I don’t even know if they planned it that way on purpose or it just coincided...

in short, are we removing Ira from the project?

[Christmas_Christmas]

in short, are we removing Ira from the project?

well, she will definitely be in the next episode))))