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North of crude grass, under the stream of increased rain, Sergei tried to relieve the leg, but the roots of trap, tightly around her. It was necessary to remove shoes. Enthusiastic this assumption, he is being quite forgotten about the find, as soon as you remember, it was not at the scene. A new wave of anxiety, fear of new beset him. Not reshayas poshevelitsya, he prosidel so with a minute, in anticipation of the inevitable. He was ready to believe in the story happened many years ago, as through the noise of rain, from somewhere out of stone, he muted groan when they heard that at the moment prognal all fears.

Obognuv stone, he immediately noticed loss. Man spolz with stone and prone lying between two large boulders. Hood otkinulsya on the back and thick wet fleece Sergei realized this girl. Carefully, as if the front is not sweet creature of nature and spirit of the deceased alpinistki, he gently turned her back. Instantly, all the fears and experiences never go up in smoke when he saw her face. In this half man Sergei immediately knew Natasha, student with a parallel course of the Economics Department. -Natasha. Natasha. What happened to you? Ochnis. - He became a jolt Hollow body.

But in response, she just quietly groan. Natalia was very fragile girl. Sergey could raise it easily, but dripping wet things, made it nepodemnoy. He still managed to put it back on its feet and, by supporting the shoulder, lead her to the camp. Two hundred meters separating prizhim of tents, it seemed endless. Jade, they came to her when the taiga thicken gloomy dusk, and the noise increased rain replaced all the extraneous sounds. With great difficulty, for half an hour he had to fight to completely saturate clothing. And when things were wet in the corner, he was again spread anxiety.

In the dim light the torch marching, quite naked, lying on the sleeping bag, pale as death itself, Natasha navodila fear for his savior. Her pale face, with sunset eyes, slipshiesya hair, blue as the plum lips, was forced to compress the heart of pain, the body ran unpleasant coolness. In the minds again surfaced image of the missing alpinistki. Since drozhyu in the body, he would have to leave the tent, as a quietly zastonala. This quiet moan, call for help, against the backdrop of uninterrupted fractions of rain, gave him strength and he is breaking the increasing excitement reached a backpack of emergency supplies, a flask with vodka, which always took with him.

-Don ‘t. Please, do not have to. Sergei otkinulsya in the corner of the tent, heart obdalo unpleasant coldly. Strongly zaprokinuv head prognuv beautiful breasts, Natasha, blue fingers krjuch’ja, tormented fabric spalnika. It is nonsense. What’s more, she said Sergei could not parse. Quiet, he was out a flask and took a little rub ozhivshee body. His palms, richly smochennye vodka, ice skate on the body, yet is not started teplitsya life. Gradually, her blue legs began to fill life with paint, then hand the chest.

An hour before Sergei lay amazing creature, which he could and did not even dream of. To its surprise, he noticed that, despite its dazzling nakedness, its killing outline high breasts and thighs turned on neat puhlenky papilla between them, to the extent of overgrown vegetation curly, do not feel the slightest excitation just inexplicable fear and fatigue. Based on recent strength, he simply natyanul her sleeping bag and tightly zastegnul lightning. Natasha remain lying and when she was in the cocoon, turned kalachik and peacefully zasopela.

Only now Sergei felt like he was tired. As the body has an easy coolness, but that does not fear cold, just cold air to enter again to his warm body of work. Slightly otdohnuv, capturing Natashiny things, Sergei left the tent, and took fire. Good supply of firewood it enough. A night full entry into their rights. Not seen or silhouettes of surrounding mountains or shine a narrow ribbon river. Only that vyryvaet of darkness beam lamp. Regen unnoticed verse and half an hour later, Sergei, under the awning of the blazing fire, hang things Natasha. At the heart has become noticeably more fun.

Nearby bushes, lighted bright light a fire, calming acted on perevolnovavshuyusya capita Sergei. When the turn came to uzenkih trusikov, excitement once again moved into it. Mature blog saga of galyah. But this is not the excitement that he experienced recently. In the eyes clearly surfaced image of naked Natalya. Habitual rhythm of the heart violated, breathing became frequent, intermittent. The hard-limiting tremor in his body, he obessileno sat on the beam next to the campfire, like forgetting to hang the toilet. A way of Natali and stood before him. She stood before him no smuschayas, merry laugh,Substituting its amazing lichiko tenderly toward sunlight.

Its luxurious brown hair rassypany to shoulder silhouette disturb the imagination. But her image is changing. It alpinistka. Inside all the breaks. Sergei motnul head, otgonyaya vision, and again around the darkness. Coster barely lit. What he did prosidel, he did not know. Drop firewood, he again went into the tent. Natalia and lying on one side, coagulated in kalachik. The beam lamp skolznul of fabric bags and highlighted her face, lightly cover already prosohshey strands of hair. Sergei vzdrognul. It seemed that she looks at him and smiles slightly.

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