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In this Story, I want to tell you about an “incident” that happened to me. The incident is comical and scary at the same time, but I’ll say right away that it has nothing to do with Christina, although of course I had a “continuation” of that story on the rocks... That day, I became an involuntary witness to how high school students from the “neighboring” school groped their own girl, Nastya R. But they did it, for some reason, in the entrance where my Jew Svetka is.
For this Nastya, even in my There were all sorts of rumors circulating at school that she allegedly grabbed her by the cheek and did all sorts of other things. Of course, I didn’t see this myself. But my Svetka and Tanya said that one day they accidentally “caught” Nastya R. “grasping and groping” her half-naked by some boys. I don’t know why that day the boys brought Nastya R. into the entrance where my Svetka lived. I think this happened purely by chance. But, be that as it may, on the third floor landing, I “met Nastya herself and three high school students from her school, who were already groping and kissing her. Damn, out of surprise, I even stopped next to them. And probably, if anyone else were in my place, she would be “allowed” to look at everything that was happening, and maybe they would be offered to participate. But considering my “fame” as a “complete lesbian”... Literally a few seconds later, one of the boys very rudely said to me
- “What have you hatched, a complete lesbian?! Stomp where you were going!!!”... Well, stomp on, stomp on... Just think, I need it badly. I quickly ran to my friend’s apartment, and once inside, I told her everything. And damn it, Svetka immediately jumped out the door and went downstairs to that group. I thought that she would “watch”, it’s interesting no matter how you look at it. But my friend, in her characteristic manner, “through the lip,” began to “produce” the boys for me, or rather, for being a “complete lesbian.” Now everything seems very funny to me, but then... The fact is that a very, very close relative of my Svetka constantly ended up in prison, and my friend had a certain “authority” because of this, and most importantly, she could speak in a special way, using “specific vocabulary” and even imitating intonation her own uncle and his friends.
By the way, I was also “acquainted” with her uncle. He lived in “Baraki”, we had such an area in the city. The area is not very prosperous, but Svetka, and so did I, but only when I was next to her did I feel almost completely safe there... But I won’t bore you with all these details for too long. I’ll just say that Svetka got home looking like an absolute winner and, letting me into her room, without any words, “immediately” showed me one photograph. More precisely, there were exactly four photos, and my friend showed them to me on her phone. The first photo showed a very slender, and most importantly, half-naked girl. If it were not for the wide-open shirt, one could say that she was completely naked. She stood leaning her back against a tree. He placed one hand behind his head, and with the other he supported his bare chest. In the second photo, she was already on her knees. With one hand, she was still holding her own bare breast, but with the other, she seemed to be doing something between her legs. In the third photo, the girl was on her knees, only now she was no longer alone. In the photograph she was pressed against her bare butt, and although the “owner” himself, the butt was photographed only up to the waist, the fact that the “fifth point” belonged to the boy was visible to the naked eye.
Well, in the fourth photograph, the same one was depicted a girl on her knees, but with a dick in her mouth. Damn, to say that I was intrigued by the photographs would be an understatement. Firstly, I immediately recognized the place where the photos were taken. That is, it turned out that the pictures were “real”. All that remained was to find out who exactly was depicted on them, because the girl was wearing huge mirrored sunglasses and a denim baseball cap on her head. Moreover, the “cap” covered the girl’s ears and her hair tucked under it. My hair is dark, almost the same as mine... "LIKE MINE". Damn, it was only when I got home that I realized what confused me so much in the photographs. It finally dawned on me that this was not so. And I immediately understood my Svetka’s strange looks, and why she couldn’t understand why I was asking to transfer those photos to my phone. It turns out that my friend decided that the photographs depicted me, because the girl really looked a lot like me. In any case, in terms of figure and hair color, I look exactly like me.
I went to bed thinking about who exactly was photographed near that tree, and that I definitely needed to find the girl. But damn, what a surprise and even shock I had this morning when I found out that the girl had already been found, that it turned out to be ME!!! Yes, you heard right. Not only my Svetka and Tanya decided that it was me in the photo, absolutely all the girls on whose phones “walked” those photos decided. Literally an hour later I was already standing completely naked near that tree and no one, not even my girlfriends, wanted to hear any excuses from me that it was NOT ME in the photo! Damn, they called me names and shouted at me, they even started “shoving” me out of anger. And I was naked because they simply undressed me and did not allow me to get dressed or leave. Everyone stood and waited for the same baseball cap, sunglasses and a boy’s shirt to be brought here, because the girl in the photo was posing in a boy’s shirt, which was clearly not her size. I don’t know how long I waited, and what I didn’t hear enough about me. And a goner, only she’s no longer a lesbian, but a waffler. And a cocksucker, and a slut, and a whore... in short, as soon as the girls didn’t call me names. The intensity of hatred reached such a limit that I even became scared, and from resentment, especially from the fact that neither Tanya nor Svetka protected me, but stood silently on the sidelines, tears flowed down my cheeks. Moreover, I suddenly realized that if “those things” were not brought in the next 5 minutes, then they would simply start beating me, as they say, as soon as they started... And only after I put on everything that was thrown in my face like some dog, the intensity of passions subsided a little. Now opinions are divided. More precisely, there were, of course, more of those who believed that it was me who was captured in the photo, but thank God that there were also those who said that anyway, nothing was “seen or understood.” I myself stood leaning my back against that tree, in the same position as the girl in the photo. I even stopped making excuses. What for? What will this change if everyone has already decided everything for themselves?
- “We need to give it to her in the mouth! Let her take the dick in her mouth, like SHE does in the photo,” one of the girls suddenly suggested, and others immediately added
“Then you’ll definitely see whether it’s her or not. Come on Dombazova, fall to your knees, and now we’ll look for your dick.” Many of the girls laughed, and some of them even seemed to run after the “member”, well, after the boy...
I roared without holding back and didn’t even try to cover myself with my hands, much less run away. I simply lost my strength from insult and humiliation, and I could not understand why my friends, my girls, did not protect me... I don’t know how this whole story would end, when suddenly I heard the phrase
- “But this is not Dombazova!” Look. There is a mole on the boob in the photo. But Dombazova has nothing here!”
I felt someone touching my bare chest and opened my eyes. It was Lenka S. My age, a girl from a parallel class... I won’t tell you what happened next. Let me just say that I was not friends with this Lena at all, rather the opposite. But it turns out that it was her observation, and most importantly her honesty, that allowed me to avoid execution. I ran home like that, wearing someone else’s shirt over my naked body and a baseball cap on my head. They brought me my clothes only later. They brought Tanya and Svetka, but I was so offended by them that I simply didn’t want to see them, and didn’t talk to them for more than a week.
I’ll also say that I still don’t know what kind of girl was in those photos . I also don’t know if these photos were taken by accident, or if someone specially organized everything so that everyone would think it was me...
Although it doesn’t matter. The main thing is different. The fact is that, right up to the very cold weather, they will take me to that tree in order to once again compare me with the girl who is depicted in those photographs... Something like this….