„“, It said simply and continued to swing.

The man came directly to it and to Elli asked oneself, what he wanted. Perhaps she had completely wrongly understood the question. Probably it wants only meckern because of the fire. As the old persons are stop like that. But that was a grill place and it here grills afterwards its tree bread and its sausage. It examined it. It was old, but for it everyone, which is older than 20, was correctly old. On approximately 50 she estimated it. It was not large particularly and wore simple Arbeitsklamotten. Blue trousers, like it craftsmen have, over it a black smock.
Elli tried to remember more details but it did not succeed to it. Shirt, face, hair, shoes… no hit with the inquiry in their head. To make nothing.
Finally it stood before it, its trousers was already open, and it took simply its tail out. „Haste you so which already times seen? “

Elli had to look automatically, said however nothing. What did it want? Well, actually a blöde question, thought it. She knew already, what he wanted. In any case. That had heard and had read it often enough. Men want in each case one, know one. And it had always asked itself, what women actually to want. But whereupon there was no plausible answer. Christa, which was older already a few years, meant once on a party that each woman for itself must rausfinden. That was probably correct.

The man tore it from its thoughts: „You want to touch times? “
It swallowed. „Äh, no, that is nevertheless Blödsinn “, stammelte it.
It seemed completely calm, nestelte again at its tail and meant only: „No, is not it. “
„Someone comes there “, said Elli. He laughed short: „No, there nobody comes. “
But it really came someone. Two with their Mountain Bikes shot the way down young, drove briefly into the playground inside, turned a round and drove on then again. The man frightened rather and struck fast his jacket before his tail. But young were immediately again away.
„' Nevertheless times on “, he said barrel again, and Elli repeated that the Blödsinn is. „No, it is not “, answered it stubbornly.
Elli was not as gelähmt and made nothing at all. But it was annoyed that it had sat down on the child swing. Those hung so deeply that the tail was nearly at height of its face. It stared still at it. Thus looked thus in reality. But a little differently than in the pictures, which it could do. Not so largely. But it was probably also because of the fact that a piece of it was still in the trousers. Only it point looked out.

„Well, barrel arrives times! “, he said with something reproduction. And because it did not move yet, it seized its hand and set it on its tail. Elli let it happen. It felt amusingly. It could not do anything comparable. It was not anything special, which felt it now. No mad feeling, no excitation. But it was also nothing that frightened or disgusted it.

It moved its hand a little, and Elli took up the movement and continued alone. He said something, but she did not hear it. It was as in Trance. It moved carefully its hand and stared at the tail. Saw, how it moved and thought that now thus its first Sex is.

The man said again something that did not understand her and you seized then to the bosom. It frightened. Why did it make that? That did not want it!

„Very well “, he said, „has nevertheless already which. „And then he drove under its Pulli and kneaded he its left chest by its shirt firmly through. The feeling changed immediately: It was terriblly and madly at the same time. For the first time it affected a man. It wanted the fact that it drove also under its shirt that she felt it direct but her did not say to anything and he remained, pressed over it however ever more strongly and faster. And it surprised itself, as it took up this movement and automatically and more strongly at its tail rubbelte. Again he said something that did not understand her.
Why didn't understand it it? That was nevertheless amusing. It stood nevertheless directly before it. Or couldn't it remember? But it knew that it had tried at that time already briefly to let the whole situation happen again revue but it did not succeed to it.
It pulled its hand from the Pulli and Elli frightened. What happened now? Fear did not have it. Not before the fact that it could do it somewhat. Thus no more, than he now already did. But that was not threat for it. On the contrary. It was exciting, new and excitingly. And it was forbidden and therefore the more interesting. But why it stopped? Again he said something. But which? She seemed to hear everything as by cotton wool. And it seemed to see everything indistinct. The tail was at one time so close before its face that it affected its nose nearly. „Try' s times “, said it and still approached. Elli closes the eyes and felt, how he affected her. Not with the fingers, no, its tail pushed to its cheek.
„That is nevertheless Blödsinn “, said it again and it answered again: „No, is not it. “There main header it the head and opened the mouth far, without opening the eyes. As is the case for the dentist, it thought at that time. She felt immediately, how he pushed his tail between her lips.
What happened then? Elli tried despairs itself to remind. There nothing was. Purely nothing at all. What did it make? What made it? Did he say something? How did that taste? In any case one not so that it would have been eklig. Did it move or did make themselves it it with the hand? Or did it have the hand still to? She did not know it. Few minute, probably rather only seconds were missing. Elli pressed the eyes together completely firmly and tried to remember.
Its tail was not deeply in its mouth, only the point. And it closed the lips and moved the tongue a little over what could reach it. But it suddenly pulled its tail out again, stepped something to the side and rubbelte violently with the hand. Elli did not dare, in addition-sees exact, stared instead straight out. But it heard, as it violently breathed out and saw from the eye angle, how it hosed down. But that was so fast past that she was annoyed terribly, does not hang-see simple to have.
„I could have squirted you also into the mouth “, said he. „However one does not make. “Why does he say that? And why one does not make that, for considered Elli, but it did not dare to ask.
Naturally it has only said, because it felt a little guilty, thought Elli, but that had understood it only later. He wanted to say, I had actually raped you straight, but it could have come still more badly. Still more badly? If he had known… Elli closed the eyes, although it was more zappenduster and went again back into the past.
Away, he was away. So fast he had come, disappeared he again. The trousers had closed, simply turned and to the grill hut had gone themselves. There its bicycle stood only now, noticed it. It rose up and radelte the way down.
Elli rose from the swing and looked as the first at the posts, at which he had squirted. It could recognize three, four drops, how yogurt knows not in such a way. Nearly like water, it was surprised. Their bosom carried still the feeling of its hand and in its mouth was nevertheless a taste, which it could not assign. Unusually, again, repulsively and exciting at the same time. And that, which had caused, drove simply with the wheel away. She ran forwards to the way and wanted to fetch him back. It should make something. To it, with it, for they. Finally she had done also to something for him. She wanted to feel more, feel more, taste more. But nobody was to be seen there more.
Sadly it trottete back to the hut and looked after the fire. That was naturally down-burned, the glow was no longer hot enough. But if it after-put the a few large woods, then that burns fast again. And some more burned in it. It did not have a feeling between its legs, like for a long time no more. Not even, if she thought at night of Friesen and began then to stroke itself it was so strong. The whole time already pressed it together the thighs, thus as if it had to still delay a few minutes urgently on the Klo and.
It drove itself with the hand into the Jeans. Their slip was rather damp in front. Their lips and its bead tingled/swarmed, as if ants would run over it. It looked itself briefly over. Here it was too uncertain it. Thus it ran fast a piece into the forest. There young spruces stood, formed a close wall. It pulled the trousers down, could simply on the forest soil be fallen and stroked themselves. This mark considered it none „method “, thrashed themselves at full throttle simply - and it took also only few seconds to it a high point got. So fast that did not happen ever. It did not want that yet. It did not want to be finished yet. They forced to stroke their hand further. But then it did not go any longer. It folded up the thighs, squeezed its own hand in the shell and lay simply so there.
Such a muck! Why was it only so slow? Why could she never say the correct at the right time? For example: If they excuse, perhaps you could under my shirt drive and a little more firmly still press. Or: Perhaps I might see and into the mouth take their Hodensack once. Or: Seize they me nevertheless please once between the legs, I take off also the trousers. Or: Squirt they me calmly into the mouth, I want that times to taste. That annoyed it at most. Why doesn't one make that? In the moment, when he put it the tail into the mouth, you were clear that he would clean-squirt there. So far she already knew. Nevertheless all men want that. And then it had not made it.
The post! Clearly, that was it nevertheless. There that was things. She jumped up, wiped themselves the Tannennadeln of the Po, pulled up the trousers and ran to the swing. It wanted to away-lick these few drops. You were no matter whether one made or not, whether they were there on the dirty post of the swing. More there but it was nothing. A small dark trace, which dried slowly. Nothing more that one could away-lick. It drove with the fingers over and was annoyed again strongly. Again too slowly.
The fire was down burned, the glow perfectly. It wound the paste around the branch and platzierte it over the glow. The small sausage came into aluminum foil and to the edge of the glow was put. A few minutes still, then was bread through. Try carefully. Hot! It put the index finger into the mouth, in order to cool it. Then it fished the small sausage from ash, wound it out and was it into opening of bread. It tasted perfectly and fits the somewhat lukewarm Cola.
Friesen was forgotten. Who was that at all? A teacher, whom it would have with the half class to divide would have. It had another. That only it, no different one did not have could do that, suspected also only somewhat of it. And if it stroked itself now at night, then it had the pictures of the swing in the head starting from this time always again. There was this song somewhere: „First, first, first, never forgets you “. Who sings still? No notion.
And it did not forget it really. Also still years later, than it had become already real long the woman and saw many things clearer. Not one: Should it have acted at that time differently? If it placed itself this question, then the same answer always came. But those would not please mothers and Jugendschützern. Those would have never understood that. Above all not that it had long tried still well a half year to meet it. Always the playground had driven. Tuesday first, then also on other days. At all possible and impossible clock times. With sun and with rains. Hours there had spent, had read, had waited, had dreamed, even homework here had made. Always with hope that an old man came into craftsman Klamotten on an old wheel the way along. He did not come any longer. Was somehow unfortunate, Elli considered. At least at that time. Later it was then all the same. There were still different men.

Elli got deeply air and groaned briefly. It had lowered, sat its trousers up to the knees with the naked Po on the swing and stroked themselves violently. On a swing I did not make, thought it also ever her. It had made again and again slow, so that it got history in the head up to end. And now it came the more violently and enjoyed it, how everything turned in its head, its belly and its abdomen. Into its calendar it would have had to paint a turned V, but this list did not lead it long any longer.

„Which wave SE druff? “

„Nix, dankschee, i of esses degree so. “The Swabian functioned thus still.

Elli took the slip hole by the hedge to the bus stop, gave it thus also still. By the park it ran down to the cinema, there stood their car. Above at the school there were eh no parking lots. And it knew from Dieter, the policeman that those want to note today. Contacts are never wrong, were pleased them. It bit on the way into bread. It was exactly correct: Outside knusprig, but not burned. Inside softly, but not doughy. Half had it about away as it at its car arrived, the remainder put it into the jacket pocket.

Elli considered not for a long time. It drove the main street down, but then at the crossing not right, home, but on the left of the valley route down. Raus from the city, the way to the allotment association outside, past at the gardens, over the motorway bridge, at the forest along. Exactly like at that time, before somewhat more than five years. It had only driven at that time not with a car, but with the wheel. It parked the car into the meadow and went the last 100 meters to the forest playground to foot. At night it looked here already somewhat gruselig. Fortunately the moon threw little light, and if one got accustomed to the darkness, then it went.

„Shit to spin weaving “, align it, and tried, to loose-will things again. It sat down on the swing. It was not anybody at the playground. In former times they had celebrated small Grillparties here in the summer more frequently times. At night naturally, if the mothers nerve-end to children with their being noisy, long in bed were. And if the darkness so some hidden, which one did not show as dte never so gladly in public. But therefore was it not here. It was here because of this one afternoon in May before five years. It pulled remaining bread from the bag and shook the Brösel off. In the meantime it was coldly and rather hard. Elli pushed it nevertheless into the mouth, closed the eyes and got with the legs easily momentum. The swing oscillated slowly - and became the time machine.
It was not particularly warmly on this May day, even had little rained. Therefore was also nobody here. Perhaps had to work all this. Elli actually also. Which one stop work calls in such a way with a pupil. Graphic shapes, three school hours long, in the afternoon of 14.15 o'clock to 16,40 o'clock. With an indication teacher, into whom it was hopelessly slammed. But there was not it alone. That was half of the girls in its class. The other half schwärmte for the turn teacher Franzner. Or for Bodo Seim, the Bavarian with the long black hair.
At that time however itself Elli was reliably that it was the only one, Eberhard Friesen loved correctly. Finally she was a correct woman, at least already occurred oneself her in such a way. In any case one if she stroked herself at night in bed. If it only for a long time on their shell pressed itself and massed. The legs firmly together pressed, so that she did not come „by mistake “between her lips. No, it had from the outside to feel that only a time. Finally, if you drove of it already nearly the fingers pain-done and their desire hill anyway, then it carefully into itself inside. It had different techniques, which it used alternating. But it made itself even small, coded notes in its calendar, so that no method came too briefly.
A small circle stood to circle with the index finger only slowly and gently, then ever faster and with ever more pressure around the bead. A kind turned V showed that it made itself it in a similar way with the thumb and thereby with the index finger easily in its desire hole had hooked. Three lines were the indication for it that them had come on this day, as it with the stretched showing, central and Ringerfinger had stroked themselves - simply on and off driving, from the bead the lips along to over their desire hole and again back. And a triangle with the point registered it downward, if it had not taken its slip off, but the rauen material completely consciously assigned, it firmly against bead, lips and desire hole rubbed, sometimes also with both hands.

Elli had to laugh. Shell, bead and snail, that had it from a Sexfilm, which they had looked at in the cinema. A boy from the school had worked there as Kartenabreisser and her and a few friends from the class had secretly clean-channeled. She found these expressions so beautiful that she used her this very day. And the four methods to stroke itself those were also still current. With small improvements naturally. For example a Massagestab. Today that was not a problem, it for a long time had at that time considered itself whether she was to try that out once. But it wanted to absolutely lose their virginity from their first large love. Elli laughs again, that also a flop had then been - sponge more drüber.
Their thoughts turned back to that day in May.
It had decided not to go in the afternoon into the school. She did not want to see „it to “no more. At the best one never more, but that was not possibly, as much was clear. Thus at least once displace and alone its. It would already require no apology. And if, there one could cheat. Tuesday was anyway very favorable. Not there mummy was at noon. Thus no control, no excuses lied badly. Meal was located in the kitchen. Liver and mashed potatoes! Who eats then in such a way which? It in any case not. The liver disappeared in the toilet, which became mash coldly with cucumber salad gemampft. And then it decided that it needs a route to the playground. It made itself a portion tree bread fast, packaged a small sausage in, aluminum foil, Cola, lighter and old newspapers in addition, and then nothing as.
With its old black bicycle, which had her from the check garbage, it radelte loosely. The same way, which it had driven today with the car. Behind the motorway bridge it stopped and looked for themselves there wood together, a large bag madly. She knew that approximately around the playground already long everything was abgegrast. And it hoped itself that nobody was there, the fulfilled. It was alone and made itself immediately to ignite the fire. That could not do it well, there made it which forwards. Newspaper, small branches, a few larger on it. One minute later sizzled it lively. In the grill hut lay some larger Holzstücke, which had left the predecessors here. Those presented it finally above, which would give a good glow.
When the large Holzstücke burned, them left the fire alone. That would take now one while, until a correctly hot glow was in the grill. It sat down on the swing and repelled themselves a little.
Exactly like now, Elli thought. But it knew that today nobody would come.
At that time it had closed the eyes and a few minutes had swung. It had thought of the school. What made Friesen probably now straight? Probably it ran by the row and looked the pupils over the shoulder, corrected here and made there a small joke. Whether it probably noticed that it not since was? It did not make times a correct attendance supervision?
She heard a voice at one time. It opened the eyes and saw an older man, who came from the grill hut to it. He asked something, but she did not understand it. Perhaps as as „haste you the fire put on? “

„Why calculated tree bread! “she bawled at it.

The boy looked at it frightened. It had a hand written poster umhängen on:
TREE BREAD
freshly of the fire!
Only 1 Mark!

„I white also “, did not stotterte he. „I Mach' only advertisement. “

„Already well “, Elli calmed it down. „Was not in such a way meant. I purchase' also one “, and painted to him over the head. It looked still with large, frightened eyes, grinste then shifts and ran away. It went to the campfire, which blazed in the part of the schoolyard, which was in former times times the smoker's lounge. A handful of fathers, who will not gladly arise wanted, worried expertly about the glow. Some mothers were busy with large plastic dishes. And a few pupil avowed everyone, which stood in the proximity, which tree bread was and went as.

„I white already “, said her to a girl, who wanted to explain it, what it here mad gave. It paid its Marks, got a Holzstab with paste and held it into the glow.

Tree bread thus, thought it. There everything today really accumulates. Now actually only Cola and sausage are missing. But Cola did not drink it in the evening any longer, it could otherwise sleep. And still more red wine did not go also, the driving licence should not straight draufgehen. Thought-lost turned they bread over the glow. Not too closely ran, otherwise it burns. But through it must also be, otherwise it does not taste.

The boy, whom it had shouted at before, stood on the other side of the fire, still with the umgehängten poster, and observed her. It smiled it too, but it frightened also over it and ran away fast. That thinks reliably, I is close, did not grinste completely it and kept turning bread. Finally it decided that it is finished. Smell once to, a small piece crop. Hot! Elli put the finger into the mouth, in order to cool it. A small, ball-round woman came fast run and gave her a napkin. It had experience and pulled bread skillfully from the wood.