Gathered with friends

2024 Author: James Gerald | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 14:00

It seems that not a single man in the world would refuse at least once, at least for a short time, to refuse an observer in a hidden state at the holiday of women's freedom. I can even imagine how his hearing absorbs every rustle, and one eye absorbs all the power of the lens … Near a crack in the closet or under the bed? hours and another week of twitching of the closed (in the process of peeping) eyes.

What women usually do

In a purely ladies' society? I'm afraid that men will answer unequivocally: "They share the latest gossip and scold men (their own and others' - indiscriminately)." One cannot but agree with such a thought, but nevertheless it is so masculine that it is even scary - do they really think that we really have nothing else to do? And in vain, my dears, I did not for nothing call the lonely (from men) ladies' society "a holiday of women's freedom", sometimes not even just freedom, but liberty.

My girlfriends are scattered in many cities of this and not only this country. I spent part of my consciously-oriented life in the city of K ***, leaving not only good memories, but also the acquired circle of close acquaintances and friends. Every time, upon returning to these penates, we arrange something like a "meeting after a long parting", often such meetings are held in a purely female company, so to speak got together with friends … One of these "meetings" I would like to reflect the nature of a large number of hen parties and ladies' gatherings (although there is not much difference in them, since age does not play any role in this).

So, Friday, 18.00

Toma and I are usually late, because we are stuck in the store before one of them does not drag the other to the counter that she likes best. Our weight classes don't match, so I usually leave the store with a winner's smile. This time there is beer in the bag, because the other side of the community promised fish.

We appear at the appointed place when everyone else is already assembled. On the hostess's table, instead of the Astrakhan fish, there is an Astrakhan watermelon (6 kg), and the fish, apparently, swam away in an unknown direction. Okay, we've already tried beer with fish, but not yet with watermelon. Need to try. The first toast is "for the meeting", the second - "for love", the third - "for us … beautiful", the fourth - "… smart", "… sexy." The sixth and subsequent ones - until the fantasy is exhausted (and it should be noted - beer).

The main part of the event is over, the most interesting one is born in the question: "What's next?" After several rejected proposals, we suddenly decided to amuse ourselves with an old children's game of "forfeits", when the elected chairman (usually the most resourceful) gives assignments to one or another piece of paper with the name of the performer. Our chairman turned out to be not only resourceful, but also cheerful, therefore, the bathroom suffered from the invasion and the constant onslaught of the feasts (not without the influence of beer and watermelon). got together with friends, rested.

The first performer (in the literal sense of the word) was lucky to enter the arena of the fourth floor balcony and perform an aria of her own choice. Suffering from a lack of vocal abilities (by the way, the landlady of the apartment), she had a passion for the external attributes of the servants of the good of the Fatherland and civil peace, which she had to break with the hit "Our service is both dangerous and difficult …" for a walk before bed, a crowd of dumbfounded neighbors. But, forgiving the falsity and unprofessional performance (partly from embarrassment and fear of a familiar audience), the singer was nevertheless presented with applause, smoothly turning into our stormy reaction and ovation.

After this issue we had to go out into the street (guided by the following tasks). The next one was that the performer had to demand a condom in a stall (with a male seller). Having received a refusal (the stall was obviously grocery and vegetable), she had to demand a strawberry-scented condom. The perplexed seller looked at this impudent person for a long time and intently, trying to understand: what does she want from him? Then, deciding that the lady was either sick or preoccupied, he took out of his pocket, reserved for every fireman, the object of her desire and said: "Here it is, but I didn’t smell it, I don’t know how it smells; it’s generally checked - the firm guarantees quality ! ". After the question: "How much?", The guy went crazy: "How much do you need?" We approached and answered: "One is enough !!!". The young man is still probably impressed.

Tom was charged with the task of approaching a man (of our choice) and asking him for a telephone number. We chose, of course, this time having converged on the opposite instincts, which women usually do not follow, but neglect in the classification: "like it or not like it." In general, when, having separated from our society, Toma began to approach the unfortunate man with a nervous gait (who, I must say, had already noticed the attention paid to him), the guy turned 180 degrees and even walked away. But that didn't help him. Trembling all over (apparently, such young ladies have not yet come close to him) for a long time and stubbornly did not give in to Tomina's persuasions. After the meeting, we decided to take pity on our victim (which, of course, was a friend) and credited her with a test, even without the proper result.

Then, returning home and making themselves comfortable, the ladies began to demand the last trick. The highlight and headliner of the program was yours truly. The final number was (and was) a light striptease (topless) in my performance. It should be noted that I was never shy about walking naked in front of my friends, as well as showing off new underwear or a birthmark in a piquant place. But striptease in female society was new for me.

I don’t know how they felt about my topless and the process of undressing, only now the whole K *** knows that Mademoiselle Suvorova shows striptease at drunken women's parties, and for free. That's got together with friends, sat down. Let them talk, next time I will distribute "forfeits".