Miroslava

- Mira, Yana wake up, otherwise you will be late on the first day. You have half an hour to get ready. Breakfast on the table.

- All-all get up moms. I mentally moaned. Tonight I again couldn’t fall asleep for a long time, I was tormented by headaches, I had to take a pill, and only when I was let go I was able to sleep, but that didn’t make it any easier, my sleep was restless, I was spinning all the time, I was thrown into heat, then into cold and I had this strange dream again. And I was so looking forward to my first day as a student, and now all I want is to sleep, well, or quietly die in my cozy and warm bed.

Headaches and strange dreams began to torment me three months ago, right after we moved to A*. I don’t know what this is connected with, I didn’t go to the doctor, you know, until the turkey bites in the ass, there was no time, and I didn’t want to bother my parents, maybe it’s stress from exams, admission and moving to a new city, where I was to studies at the university at the Faculty of Medicine, in the same place where my older sister Yanka studies, well, as the eldest, we have a difference of a year, she will become a philologist with us in the future.

Yana was the first to leave here to study, and now a year later I am here too, but before that I had a real war with my parents, for some reason they did not want to let me go and it was here and the fact that their eldest daughter did not mean anything here. I fought with them for six months, connected my sister, and as a result, under our onslaught, they surrendered, but said that they would go with us, since half of the family would be here, then they had nothing to do in K * and they would be so calm that we were under sideways. But with the arrival, the parents became nervous and walked in constant tension, brushing aside our questions.

And now we all live together again, Yana moved from the hostel back to her father's house. Here, parents were able to buy a fairly large two-story house with their own yard, for the money they got for our three-room apartment in the metropolis. The house is located near the forest and far from the university, I didn’t see the logic in this, when asked why not closer, dad answered that he was the owner and he decided so, and the price of the house was attractive, and they still had to pay for their studies. All my life my sister and I lived together in the same room, and now each has her own, I love her very much, and we always spent a lot of time together, but this feeling of our little world, solitude cannot be compared with anything. Our rooms with Yana are connected by a common bathroom and every day we now have an unspoken battle, who will win today.

Our mother is a professional seamstress, she works at home, she makes sketches, takes measurements, buys material, makes patterns and sews. Mostly dresses, skirts and classic suits, so for prom I had a stunning peach-colored dress of extraordinary beauty. How many times we told her that it was time to open our own atelier, but she didn’t go to any, everything suits her anyway. Dad had a car repair shop in K*, and he opened another one here in A* over the summer. Not rich, but enough for everything.

I want to become an embryologist, I want to help couples become a little happier, help them become parents. I myself love children very much and in the future I hope I will have a big family, three children and a beloved husband who will love me as much as I love him, I want love like my parents have, over the years they have not lost this feeling, but on the contrary only exaggerate.

I hastily wash my face, unfortunately there is no time to take a shower, I would love to stand under the cool jets of water now to cheer up, my head is full of mess, I can’t recover. There is also no desire to dress up. It gets cold early in A * and now, even though it is only the beginning of September and the sun still pleases us with its warmth, it is still noticeably cool. But it's actually good, I don't like the heat. I put on white jeans, a brown sweater, sneakers and a backpack. I go down to the kitchen, Yana is already at the table - and when I just had time.

-Good morning everyone.

- Come on, sit down, you have five minutes to eat. - Mom is wailing and waving her arms. She really doesn't like it when we go to school hungry. She says that a hearty breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

- You look badass. Lesha did not let him sleep all night? Janka smirks. Here is the goat.

Thank you sis, I knew you loved me. - I smile at her like a maniac in a quick payback.

-What, I'm just telling the truth, do you remember in childhood we swore never to lie to each other? So, I keep my promise. You look bad.

- I don't even know if it's good.

-Yana! And what kind of Lesha did we have? Should I start worrying about this? – father postponed the morning edition of the newspaper and focused on me.

- Well, paaa, listen to her more. Lyosha is just a friend, we communicate. - Yana could not help laughing, and I kicked her under the table so that she grimaced.

-Hey, now you will get to the university on your own and it’s not a fact that you will have time.

Parents gave us a car, almost new, the mileage is completely childish and everything is fine with the “insides”, it was clearly followed and almost never driven, a yellow Opel Corsa. Well, as for us, only Yana has rights, I have no desire to drive yet, she is my personal driver, hee-hee. We still study at the same university, and if necessary, I can get to the public one. Generally not in scrap.

So girls, stop it. Yana, so that I don’t hear this again, understand?

- I'm kidding, Mom! And Mira knows this, I will never leave her. I look at my sister with reverent love. No matter how we swear, no matter what they say, we will always be together against the whole world. Only we have the right to offend each other .

-That's right! Girls, remember that you are the closest and dearest people to each other, no matter what happens, always be together and do not part, dad and I are not eternal, who knows what can happen. - Mom sobbed, and dad began to calm her down. What kind of pep talk is this?

- Mom, you seem to say goodbye to us.

-Oh, daughter, what are you, don’t invent, everything is for-me-cha-tel-but! So what's the boy? Nice?

Yes mom! Handsome, handsome. - I am embarrassed to talk about such topics in front of dad, or with dad. It didn’t go well with my mother, so my ears are already burning, and my cheeks are probably crimson.

-AND? Dad looks at me expectantly.

-What and ?

-How serious is it? And how long have you been friends ?

- It's too early to talk about something serious, we've only known each other for two months. All interrogation is over. You will be the first to know when I am asked to marry. Am I ready, Yana?

-Go. - we alternately kiss our parents on the cheek and gnaw on the granite of science.

We arrived close to the beginning of the couples. The parking lot is filled with cars, we barely found a place at the very end, a sea of students, everyone is in a hurry in all directions.

How cool! I dreamed about this day. This atmosphere attracts me, I can not wait to start my studies, all this is exciting for me. I look at the time, there are ten minutes left before the start of the water lecture, where the rector and dean of the faculty will speak before us. For the medical faculty, a detached modern building of unrealistic dimensions has been allocated, the rest of the faculties also have their own buildings, but three times smaller in size, we can say our building is like a separate university.

- That's it, Yanka, I ran, I had to go there all ten minutes, it was still not enough to be late on the first day.

-Give me a teapot, have a nice day, write how you will be free.

I am a teapot.

Cool.

Smiling to herself and shaking her head, she stomped quickly into the right building.

The territory of the university is simply huge, and the landscape is amazing. Green lawn, lots of benches, even a couple of food trucks, they are also called foot trucks. But now I have no time to consider everything in full, then.

Passing by the monument in honor of Vladimir Nikitich Vinogradov, one of the most famous doctors in Russia, I heard an incomprehensible noise, as if someone was choking. I couldn’t pass by, I’m a future doctor, although I haven’t taken an oath yet, but everything is in the future and it’s my duty to help, suddenly a person is really ill. I go to the noise, it clearly comes from behind the monument, I turn behind it, there was a niche in which ...

Here's the shit!

Why did I go to court? Mira, did you really think that someone was dying here?

And I’m also interested in the question, why the hell am I looking at this and not leaving ...

In front of me is a guy with his pants and underwear down, a handsome guy, a dream guy, I should say, with a firm ass and powerful legs. Yes, yes, I looked, in defense I’ll say that my eyes themselves found his fifth point - automatics, and a girl is kneeling in front of him and you yourself understand what she is doing there, his hands are in her hair, he puts his ... um ... his club in her mouth, she is already choking on the poor - so that's what that sound was. And I keep standing and looking until the guy stared straight at me without being embarrassed at all, but on the contrary began to slide over me with a lustful look. Here is the cable, a girl gives him a blowjob here - wash my mouth with soap, but it’s not enough for him, in general, they caught me red-handed. And I, confused, began to bleat like a lamb and stutter, which is very surprising, I have never been so shy in front of anyone, but I never got into such situations, I remind myself. But when I'm very nervous, I start talking a lot and some nonsense. And you can imagine yes, stuttering to carry garbage - what will they think of me ... My hand shot up and covered my eyes, as adults do to children.

But it's too late Mira, you saw what he saw, what you see.

I'm shocked.

And my shock is in shock.

-Oh. Sorry. Sorry. I-I'm s-leaving, go on, don't be shy, I s-just thought that it might be s-someone s-bad here, there were such s-s-sounds coming from here, but now I understand. I'm sorry, when I'm nervous, I start to b-talk about anything. - I don’t know why I’m talking all this, I don’t know why, but I decided to peep - and this is a girl who entered the university, who doesn’t know anything, maybe they are already all, but no, the girl is still busy with her ... her work and it seems her it does not bother me that I see them, but the handsome man is still looking and is silent. My eyes widen with each of his more aggressive thrusts and then I see and hear him cum in her mouth and naturally growl like a beast. My fingers began to tingle as I wanted to touch him. If this isn't chemistry, then kill me.

In general, I seem to be rooted to the ground, I can’t even take a step, and I don’t know how to explain it all.

All this time, the handsome man did not take his eyes off me, and I from him, and thoughts began to slip through my mind that I would like to be in the place of this blonde now, I automatically licked my lips.

What the hell is happening to me?! I'm not like that and I've never reacted like that to anything or anyone! I don't even swear much. I felt sick from the light in which I now look, it sobered me up, I turned around and rushed away, catching myself thinking that I was jealous of an unknown guy for this goat with peroxide burnt hair.

It's all abnormal .