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While I was washing and combing my hair, ringing in the washbasin with cold water, my mother fussed about in the next room, constantly turning to the mirror, turning in front of him and casting him a glance at one thing or another dress attached to her front, choosing what put on
She stood in a half turn to me, and from my point a completely different look was opening.
Mom in her 38 looked just class! Beautiful face with big brown eyes, full lips, dark hair of medium length collected behind the ponytail.

Her figure could be envied by the majority of women younger than 10 years — even I, a 16-year-old boy who was used to seeing his mother every day, were sometimes not allowed to look away at the exciting waist and hip lines, slightly noticeable but not hanging tummy, firm butt and chest It looks about the second size.
And now, having forgotten about the water pouring from the tap, I looked at her.
The morning light, penetrating from the window, passing through the fabric of the nightgown she was wearing, described in great detail all the details of what was hidden under her.
It seemed as if I could see her without clothes — the silhouette of the breast with the nipple slightly protruding through the fabric and exciting, such a mysterious and alluring pubis was so clearly drawn.
Mom suddenly felt my eyes, looked at me and saw my stupor asked – Why did you see this on me? I had nothing left to do, just as if I was shy and bent my eyes and mutter in response – Yes, just.
And then more boldly added.
– Mom, you know, and you are very beautiful with me.
She smiled in response and answered – Come on, better close the water.
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Wait for the bus on the highway had about 20 minutes.
I didn’t remember Aunt Ghali, so I had no idea who we were meeting exactly.
Finally, blinking with a turn signal, the transit Ikarus stopped near us, the door opened and a woman came down the road with a sports bag in her hands.

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She looked a bit older and a little bit fuller than my mom.
Her curly brown hair to the shoulders was taken from the sides with barrettes in the form of some blue flowers, under a white blouse with short sleeves a rather impressive chest size was guessed, and three unbuttoned buttons made it possible to notice the edge of the bra and the protruding hemispheres clamped by it.
She was wearing a simple dark skirt just above her knees, tight ass so that it seemed that she was about to burst, but to my great regret she still withstood everything she had to hold.
Throwing the bag on the ground, she rushed to her mother with a cry: – Olga! I haven’t seen you for ages.
What have you become.
I would never know you.
– Galka, yes, I myself would pass by you on the street and would never have thought that it was you.
After a short hug, we went back home, entrusting me to carry her bag.
At home, my mother quickly set the table, took out a bottle of vodka that had been bought beforehand, and started talking.
After sitting a bit with them, I decided to do something more interesting than delve into female chatter and, apologizing, went to my computer.
After some time, the alcohol apparently began to act and their loud conversation began to become quieter and quieter, and in some places they began to speak almost in a whisper.
I listened.
Judging by the voice, my mom asked Aunt Gali.
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and so, so did not find anyone? – Well, at first I tried, and everyone came across either married or as disposable glasses.
And the last few years, no one at

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all.
And apparently will not be.
If you knew how much I missed a peasant.
Sometimes you want to scream.
How are you? – Yes, I was here alone.
He came from the city to constantly buy milk with meat from house to house.
Once came to us, word for word.
met
Met several times, thought – well, did fate give me happiness? And as started a conversation about family life, and disappeared.
Since then, I have never seen him in our village.
Later in the evening, my mother and aunt Galya had already managed to tell each other all the latest and not so good news, to cry for the unfortunate woman’s fate, to exchange the most painful and share it seems to everyone that happened during the time they had not seen each other.
It was evident that they were pretty drunk, and were about to start singing songs, tearing.
But then my mother suddenly cheered up – Gal, listen, but do you want me to steam my bath? For a long time in a real country bathhouse, probably not steamed? Aunt Galya thought for a few seconds, she chuckled and agreed with pleasure.
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