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Cute blonde, not spoiled by tanning beds and silicone.
She talked about something with the bartender, leaning on the bar, putting on the public a strong ass of those who do not need to emphasize the mini skirts and draw attention to her by the antics on the dance floor.
I did not see her chest, but judging by the bartender looking unnaturally in the eyes of the blonde, the bartender looked at it.

We passed each other at the bar itself when she went to her table with two servings of ice cream.
She really was gorgeous.
Slim athletic waist, coupled with a high-breasted fervent third size killed on the spot.
The bartender forgot about his wine glasses and wiped sweat from his forehead with a towel.
The only thing that confused me was that the blonde was not alone.
With her was a boy of seven.
But the kid is not a husband, but the legal spouse was not observed in the cafe.
I felt in the pocket of the treasured jar.
She probably became my talisman during the trip, because a great idea came to my mind.

I went to the table, diligently giving my Mephistophelian smile a friendly look.
– Hello.
As a connoisseur of ice cream, could not help but approach you.
Tell me, what brand is worth trying in this cafe? “Take a banana,” the lad responded instantly.
“Syom,” the blonde said.
– Hm: I think you’re right, buddy, – I played up to him.
– And what do you think? Do not look into the cut of a dress blonde really was a feat, poor bartender.
– In the choice of ice cream, trust the seeds.
She ruffled his hair with a smile.
“So we will order three, no, six servings,” I raised my hand, beckoning the waiter.
– No no.
I probably have enough for today.
– With your figure and worry in such trifles as an extra spoonful of ice cream ?, – I felt a trembling in my knees, like a hunter in a pen chain, it’s not clear only from what: from sharp cheekbones and sensual lips or because my plan was close to implement.
The blonde turned down, smiling embarrassed.
Half an hour later I already knew that her name was Nastya, and that her husband somewhere was eating pears, and a lot of unnecessary details that I missed by the ears.

In the evening we agreed to meet on the beach.
And it became a real challenge for me.
Those few days that took me the road and the first wave of resort frenzy, the man in me was dozing.
But to sleep, when next to you is such a miracle, as Nastya was in her sky-blue bathing suit, is impossible.
She was chirping something cheerfully, pointing to her son building a sand castle, and in my head an old proven army count clicked, helping me to look at least externally assembled.
Still, the test beach I endured.
Nastya with admiration looked into my eyes and loudly laughed when I told her student stories.
Syomka recognized me if not my father, then at least my elder brother, and dragged the shells, the crabs, then he called me to ride on the carousel.
At the attraction I started the implementation of my plan.
The next morning, the three of us went to the park.
The last in our plan was the Ferris wheel.
Nastya, referring to the fear of heights, remained at the bottom, guarding things.

Syomka and I got into the booth.
“You have a good mom,” I began from afar.
– Aha, only strict, – Syomka nodded, looking around.
– Prohibits a lot? “Yeah,” he nodded again.
– Swears.
I am bad.
– Well, this is a fixable matter.
I have one remedy: which makes it kinder.
– Yah! – goggled eyes Syomka.
– Honestly.
I podsypal my boss at work, so she knows how kind she immediately became! “If only I would have him, my mother would let me walk till late.”
I pulled a jar from my pocket and shook it in front of his nose.
– I give.
If two times a day in a meal or in tea pour, then the person becomes kind, as: in general you will see.
Only mom about this should not know anything, otherwise it will not work.
Shooting with a serious look hid a jar in his pocket.
That evening, Simon made sure that my bank was truly magical.
He walked until late evening.
And Nastya and I in our room got acquainted as closely as possible.
Nastya had a stunning trained body.
Breast, as I expected, kept the shape perfectly, and at the same time my view.

Yes, she herself knew it, so she loved the pose of the rider.
It was already dark when we went to her room.
I began to make tea.
From the street ran Syomka.
Nastya just grumbled about the fact that he lingered and slipped into the shower.
I winked at him conspiratorially and pointed to the cups.
He instantly understood everything, took out my jar from his pocket and poured a teaspoon into the tea, as I taught.
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