Working dorm.Almost an erotic acquaintance with the child who has passed the school of prostitution.
Dormitory. Guest. I would say – this is varnished reality, such, damn it, glamorous, a vice -hairedist is a fat.
If I don’t get too tire, look at one real observation.
A room in a working hostel from a long -defeated city -forming plant. Behind the cloudy glass, the windows are cold, in mud and soot, in talo snow, mixed with ash and coal dust, the spring of Shakhtyrsky, a coaling Siberian city. Batteries are barely warm, basking tea, filling out reporting papers. Knock on the door.
– Uncle Kostya, you don’t need a girl?
– ???
– Well, there, wash the floors, cook in the kitchen, wash…, She can sew and stroke.. And in general, she can do everything to you! If you want to show you right now.
– Call how, your protege?
– Marina.
– And how old is Marina?
– 18 probably soon.
– You know (in a loud whisper), she is a prostitute, but she left the mistress, escaped, she has neither money nor documents at all! She lives in my room now, but my boyfriend will come to me now, and I would have to put her somewhere, and she herself wants to leave, where no one knows, here she is afraid to go to the store, she will only come out- She is immediately clinged, then cops, then someone else. Uncle Kostya, they told me, you have a relative in the village somewhere, grandfather, he is sick to cook and get out?
I explain. Yes, my cousin, Vitaly, – the gall bladder was removed older than me, the stones in the kidneys were mastered, after the operation the complication developed: hemoglobin fell three times, weight loss of more than 40 kg.., weakness. And he is a farmer, he has a household, a house in two floors, .garden. There is no wife, with an adult son a very complex relationship.
. So I abandoned the fishing rod in the hostel. Whether any of the common girls will settle in his house on the household, for a moderate fee, not to offer intimate.
Without looking up from the papers, I ask
– And where is this Marina ?
– Here, behind the door.
– Let him come in, see what he knows.
Whisper, negotiations behind the door.
– No, Uncle Kostya, she is shy with me, said that with me she does not want to do.
I am a clap of my forehead, damn it, said and did not delve into the ambiguity of my own words.
– She will call you better in the evening …
– Okay, let him call.
At 20-00 I leave my dormitory room, migrate to the rented apartment, put dinner on the stove, fill the bath (until hot water has been turned off, we catch the moment of the buzz!). 21-40 sang the phone.
– This is Marina, where you are now?
I explain how to get there, half an hour – and a doorbell. I help remove the jacket, move slippers. Slicks after me in the kitchen.
Lord, what are 18 years old, would be 13. Colorless, bare legs – matches (tights?), chicks on the hands. Not blood in the face. But eyes ! Gray, Semitic, half a face! Burning frost on the skin: such eyes – in the photographs of Buchenwald prisoners! A narrow, correct nose with wings accurate to transparent… .
– What to do?
I divide my dinner into two persons
– Eat !
Helpade for a puns: there is happiness, not eat – this is misfortune.
I catch a semblance of a smile
Remember how “in the first circle” they tried to feed Z.TO. By the arrival of Mrs. Roosevelt? “They served bowls of chicken noodles, the servant reached out for the spoons – a whistling sound, -.TO. no spoons were required “. Here, something like this flew away, her, my portion, flew away my breakfast.. While breakfast was eaten, heated a can of stew, in a pan, with onions – he handed it right in a shocking pan
– A clean pan shone! (For the first time I see a child, a girl (!) Do not cuckling, eats onions!)
I’m starting to fear, no matter how the food coma from my guest. Her eyes shone, some paints appeared on the cheeks. I suppress an attempt to wash the dishes
– This is me. Now undress and march into the bath, while the water is hot. Do not close the door to the hook!
I look, my guest’s eyes went out with some sad indifference (I scold myself mentally – you need to follow my words.
– Do not be afraid, climb into the bath right in my underpants – you are washed in one. Just take off the bra..
Silently nods.
My dishes, listening to the noise of the shower from behind the wall. I rinse my hands. I push the door to the bath – openly. Sits, extending his legs, shower in his hands, looks at me. I raise her eyes to her feet. Rises. Collarbone.. No breasts (I myself, when I was with her growth, the chest was more than now with her, every three).
Thank God I do not see any tattoos: rose, cats, spiders, scorpions, and other pectoral painting – professional stigma of prostitutes, thieves, hazing, I do not observe hepatitis stars, yellowness, paths (injections). Turn around. The string of protruding vertebrae, wings of the shoulder blades, hip joints – like two fists. And like two fists – the complete absence of a butt under transparent wet panties (as she does not hurt to sit on a hard chair on a hard!)
– Really?
– No.
Without asking, I pull off her panties, it is worth not moving. Pure, without tattoos, thin buttons, anal – protruded by a dense hillock, there are no cracks, no papila (cabbage), that is, it is not visible outside, at least.
Turn around. Under the hollow tummy – a fictionly scraped, triangles of the flesh are protruded from a dense narrow slit.
. I spread the crack with two fingers. So, a fabric reddened fabric, non -stitched smell, fish. (How without it?)
– Causes?
Nod.
– We will treat.
The inguinal lymph are normal, not enlarged, nor rashes, I do not see traces of injections in the groin. However? – I make a tone sample. Obediently the sudden pressure of my palm- it hit the bottom of the bath, the amber stream ran into the drain. Tart smells… ( cm. Note *)
Do not be afraid, so it is necessary.
– I know the girls told. I really do not work – neither in pussy, nor in the ass, and I do not swallow the wheels .., And I don’t smoke.., at all. (Yeah, so I believed)
I tear off my hand, the stream obediently runs out, the last drops flow by washing the hips
– I want in a big way, I really want. May I go.
– Can.
It is selected from the bath, runs to the corridor, asks from the toilet door:
– I should do it?
– ???
– Well, this, in a big one, standing? You will watch? (approx.*)
– No, I believe you, everything is fine.
– -Then you can close the door?
– – Can.
Click Claxing, five minutes later – the noise of water. Return to the bath. I warm it with a hot shower, the back of the back, I school my head with my nails under the shampoo foam (as I myself loved in my childhood, when I was so, scratching my head!) Lord, because the child is still! Who buys such children? She has nothing to prostrate, nothing has grown up yet.
Then I myself. Squeeze the panties, hang yourself. Here is a large towel, then go to the room.
In the room I lay out a chair for her at night, cover it, I take out a winter down blanket from the mezzanine. Appeared. I unwind a towel from her. I am lifting. I put in a chair, smack the blanket from all sides – one nose outside.
– All. We sleep. Gasha Light.
– And you don’t need anything from me?
– Necessary. Whatever I do stupid things. Sleep.
– Grandpa, I love you!
– – For grandfather – special thanks.
Morning. He sleeps in a chair. It seems that it didn’t move all night – the nose sticks out from under the blanket. Thought: how would she have a chair and the blanket did not deliver?
For breakfast I am preparing a shock dose for her: a gram of Metronidazole, plus three pirantel tablets (this is that it would be bitter with sweet – children’s focus).
I fry the eggs with the remnants of sausage. Voice behind him:
– I am again big, you can?
– Go.
– Can I close the door?
– Close.
We had breakfast.
– Now go to the chair and spread your legs.
– Oh? – You?
– Do not be afraid, we will treat.
I give her a globe “Cleon” in the hand, show how to introduce and hold. So. Now here are three tablets – this is “Etyenurin”. Moisten saliva and immediately put it there deeper as possible. Squeeze your legs and lift them on the wall. So lie, will hiss and foam, nothing, try that the foam does not spill
– Oh, funny, it is cracking there! And itching, a little. Grandpa, I’m really healthy? I donated blood, for money, many times, at first they took the tests. Twice. And this garbage in pi….De I don’t know what got attached from.
– – Not from “what”. And from “whom”. Now you will swallow these bitter tablets three times a day, three tablets at once, without a break, for two weeks in a row. And in the pussy to put these globes deeply deep every evening, as well as two weeks. I’ll go past the pharmacy, buy you the whole set.
– And how is it that I have called?
– Trichomoniasis.
– I know the girls told. Oh, and if there is a “bouquet”?
Horror in the eyes. A short silence. I have a guy, recently. I am without a gandon – only with him. He knows everything about me, he says, – loves, the baby wants to marry. And if now “this” and he?
– How do I know, then we will be treated, then let’s understand whether a “bouquet” or not. And for now, forget about your guy. From here, please, do not go out, no one to call.
So so. I’ll go to work now, then I will go to the pharmacy for medicines for you, to the store for products. Food – what will you find in the refrigerator. Heat and eat. Surrending something for dinner. Wash the floors, wash your clothes – let them dry.. Well, put the order, field flowers. The main thing is, do not get out of it, do not lean out, do not call, do not answer, turn off the phone. All. Until the evening.
By 17-00, early, through a pharmacy and shops, I’m running home. I rise to my floor. On the landing, by the window, my guest, in my jacket. Merged with some lanky kid. The beak in the beak, the eyes are closed, only the neck shudder. Doves, damn it.
. – Oh, it’s you? And they said – in the evening.. . And this is my boyfriend, I called, he immediately came after me! We are leaving with him now.
I watch how a couple lives down the stairs vividly. I push the door, enter the apartment. On the stove is some burning smoky porridge of pasta in a boiled pan. Not touched dirty dishes. Dry flowers. Dry sex rags. Venik, however, is turned over, stands with a panicle up, with a handle down. Feng -Shui, damn it.
All the purchased pharmacy remained with me. Nothing disappeared from the house. There were no more calls.
Her panties from the bathroom, T -shirt and jeans from the floor of the hallway were removed in a plastic bag and dangled everywhere before winter, then went to the garbage bucket.
Notes *
Girls of drug addicts find unusual places for drug injections (it is impossible in a vein under the tongue, the tongue is numb – speech is difficult, it is impossible in the veins on the arms and legs – traces of injections are in sight). Therefore, the girls introduce drugs or somewhere inside the “pussy” – by this they kill two hares a) – high, c) the organ becomes insensitive. Celebrates such a way of introducing drugs, characteristic urination. The sphincters are relaxed and work slowly, that is, the urine flows intermittently and noticeably longer than usual, the stream does not stop, flows and flows drops .
(This is a note to parents). Others – introduce drugs into anal, into the venous nodes there (familiar to many, like hemorrhoids). In this case, a very relaxed and slow operation of the sphincters also occurs, the anal when defecation, as it were, is dumped and is not “retracted” for a long time remains open. It is important to know the parents of a problem teenage-girl
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