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This led to the fact that I was seriously pissed off, and at one fine moment shouted: – Intellectual! On my conscience it will be if you freeze and die! – opened the door of the shower and went to them.
I hardly understood what I was doing – so I got angry.
I was hit by a pair of clubs and a loud screech.

Through the steam, I saw four pink shiny bodies covered in soap flakes.
Everything turned upside down inside me when I saw my girls naked.
Trying, however, not to look at them, I began to scrabble angrily in the corners in search of a crane.
But not to look – it did not work out: I had to move the girls aside and examine the territory behind them.
For sure! it turned out that the floor itself had a small crane,

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on which someone accidentally stepped on and shut it off.
The design, of course, is unique.
How I still managed to see him when it happened around me – I still do not understand.
Reporting that everything was fine, I looked at the girls.
They stood next to me, wet, naked, soaped, turned away in half a turn and covering with their hands everything that worked out.
Then Zhenya opened the shower, wanting to check if the hot water was flowing – and ice water flowed by the collar of my neck.
In a second I was wet from head to toe.
There was a lot of squeal and curses – joking, of course, in such a situation it is simply impossible to get angry seriously.
Hot water also went right away, and Eugene, experiencing, apparently, remorse, suggested that I run to run to get my bathrobe and join them.
The girls were stunned a bit, I, too, but I had the sense not to enter into discussions – and, sneaking with wet slippers, I ran along the icy corridor for a bathrobe and instantly returned to the shower room.
I even found it hard to imagine how it would look, but.
habits of hot water did not allow for a long time to hesitate: I stripped naked and joined the naked girls.

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There were many shameful jokes – and in general, at first we were all very embarrassed, and only forced speed of action neutralized the constraint.
I helped wash the foam off the girls, stating to myself with surprise that I was ironing naked female bodies; the girls began to soap me – and I almost clinked glasses, so it was nice.
My “unit” instantly jumped up, especially when someone’s emboldened hand soaped him too – but nobody seemed to notice this.
Hot water, as usual, soon began to dry out – but this time we all had time to clean up.
Pink, heated, we began to wipe each other, and everything was swimming before my eyes when I soaked gentle girl’s bodies with a towel.
Wiping ourselves off, we ran out of the shower room, wanting to quickly run through the cold corridor and whisk into bed.
All this created between us a very special atmosphere – a gentle, bashfully intimate.
Lying in the beds, we chatted for a long time about all kinds of nonsense and giggled shyly, reliving our adventure.
An hour or more passed when we, full of some sort of general feeling, fell asleep.
Then I was far from being a virgin, and I saw women’s nudity more than once or twice.
But the situation when you have no love relationship with girls – nothing but friendship – and at the same time all the intimate secrets of your bodies are revealed.
there was something very special about her: pinching-forbidden, a little bit bitter.
At night, of course, I soiled my underpants.
The next morning I was worried about the question: should I go out when the girls will undress? Dean answered him: after a little hesitation, she took off her nightie, without interrupting the conversation with me, and bared her luxurious, slim body with strong breasts and a dark fuzzy bottom.
Her cheeks were a little rosy, but otherwise she didn’t show that she was somehow shy of me.
The rest of the girls followed her example (without interrupting a conversation on a completely different subject), and I realized that all the barriers had fallen.
In the evening we bathed in the shower all together.
And so it was now every night.
All of us very quickly grew bolder, and on the third time, without any embarrassment, we washed each other’s intimate places, squealed,.
flopped and splashed like children.
I never knew anything more fun and magical than these joint souls.
In this atmosphere of childlike intimacy and trust, sexual thoughts faded into the background – even though my “aggregate” never went out of its upright position.
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