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She drove famously, rather even aggressively, giving odds to experienced male drivers.
So within ten minutes we stopped at a small cozy cottage on the outskirts, where my mother’s closest friend lived with her husband and son Max.
Getting out of the car, I, overtaking Aunt Marina, ran into the house.

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found my friend Max sitting in the hall in front of a huge plasma TV, buried in some kind of video game.
On the move, by giving him our “secret sign” with a hand that only the two of us could understand and which meant something like “quietly, and do like me,” he dragged him into the room.
Aunt Marina, going into the house, quickly changed her clothes, and, making sure that Max and I found each other, went about our normal business.
It did not take much time to bring Max into the loop.
He, as well as I, was engaged in rush, “home espionage”, thankfully, his mother, Aunt Marina, was an object for such was the most attractive thing.
Often we, as colleagues and employees, exchanged the obtained photos of our unprofitable parents in the shower, toilet, bedroom.
So, from the proposal to look at such a “show” from my maman, whom he incidentally immensely admired, he could not.
– While the plan is as follows – I whispered to my friend the scheme I had thought out beforehand – We ask for your mother’s allegedly to take a dip in the river, while we jump on the big ones and blow into the holiday village.
“Transport” we can hide behind my dacha, in the landings, in our secret meadow, and then with gardens to uncle Arsen’s plot.

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And there, so how lucky! – Suitable! – Max approved my idea – I’ll take this camera with me, if I can make a couple of good shots! – Well, only we do everything quickly, maybe we don’t have much time! – I replied.
Twice he did not have to repeat, Max quickly ran around the room.
in search of your digicam.
I was already putting him in a small shoulder bag, in which my friend kept various trifles – from a flashlight to house keys, while he himself asked us from his mother “to the river”.
Aunt Marina didn’t object, as was supposed, she didn’t have much to do, and she didn’t have to worry about us either – we were already completely independent and adults, in our opinion, boys, to take care and lisper with which, again in our opinion, it was already indecent.
Taking bicycles in the garage (I got the old, but still pretty decent, on the go, Maxow), we quickly left the yard and that there was urine running in the direction of the dacha village, the benefit separated us only a couple of kilometers away.
In the village, despite the weekend, it was pretty quiet.
There was a strong heat, and the main stream of holidaymakers was simple, and even more so “holidaymakers” gardeners, should have come in the evening.
Nevertheless, as soon as we entered the garden community, we immediately dismounted, and in a roundabout way, avoiding all sorts of meetings with anyone, began to make our way toward our site.
It was unreasonable and very dangerous to go straight, from the “main entrance”.
Uncle Arsen’s cottage was just opposite ours, the view from everywhere was excellent.
So we had to, having made a small detour, make our way to the next street, which was not built at all, overgrown with mostly lush vegetation.
It was there that our secret “Max Polylang” and Max were located, on which we spent a lot of time, and the existence of which no one, except us, could guess.
The bicycles were neatly laid under a bush and carefully masked by broken branches.
Ahead was the most difficult! Bending low, we carefully made our way to the coveted area.
Where short dashes, where almost crawling.
It is difficult, but incredibly fascinating, especially since the end justifies the means.
And finally, we pressed into the back wall of the spacious mansion of our neighbor.
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