His own salary - it's cool. I could not believe that no longer have klyanchit parents pocket money - at least for now, during the summer holidays. You could start to earn a nanny a couple of years ago. Several classmates have long been engaged in this - probably to the eighth grade. And I started only now, when moved to the tenth.
"If still left with the baby, not the eight-year boy" - I sighed to myself. But work is work. I looked after the son of one of my mother's friend, went to an urgent business trip. The trip was foreign to her and the baby, of course, was not allowed to take. That had to be it for a week somewhere to attach. At first, she wanted to send the boy to us, but then decided that I lived for a week in her apartment. I basically did not mind, especially that they were about to turn on the hot water. "Although it will be possible to wash humanly" - I was delighted. Yeah, what about - hung on the front door an announcement that is delayed by two weeks.
If I knew, do not turn on the hot water, I would seriously consider whether to stay for a week with this boy. "And when he starts to listen to me" - I sighed. For the second day, I had to put up with his rudeness and crudeness. And I wanted to pull tomboy trousers and thrash on the bare ass. I remembered how disgusting boy behaved yesterday. It began with the fact that she could not dozvatsya him to dinner. Half an hour in vain searched the surrounding yard and in the end had lunch alone. When he finally showed up back home, all jeans were caked with mud from top to bottom. I immediately made the boy to take them off and tossed into the washing machine. But most went to the bathroom to wash the shoes and feet.
My thoughts were interrupted by a phone call. As I expected, it was Sasha's mom.
- Hello World - I said into the phone.
Sasha's mother was only 26 and I called her by name, though on "you".
- Well, you and Sasha? - I asked the Light - to listen?
- And do not ask me - I sighed.
I began to complain about the behavior of the Light of her son. She told me how rude Sasha, as she could not dozvatsya him to dinner, he muddy jeans with sneakers ...
- Ay-ay-ay, - heard from the tube - Do not worry, I'll talk to him.
- I had to do some fighting, but still forced to wash his feet, - I said, continuing his story.
- Well done, - said Light - Can you make sure that he does them washed every night? Well, that hot water is already included.
- Nope, not included - I said Light.
- So he washed his feet in cold water with you? - Anxiously asked Light.
- Uh-huh, - I confirmed.
- Well, you, Olga, give! - Amy's voice could be heard clear dissatisfaction, - So the Child and chill briefly. It was necessary to heat the water in a saucepan. Feet should always be warm.
"You go nach ... - I thought - poor child will catch a cold. So over it tryaseshsya. If I knew, you spoiled little boy, my legs were not used in this apartment »
- Well, nothing, - he said in a conciliatory light, - now include accurate. Although this should have been done yesterday
- Do not turn on - I told her - to hang on the access door of the announcement that the hot water for two weeks will not be.
- Last year was the same story - a sigh of Light - A month later included.
- And in our neighborhood do not include time ever - I complained - sometimes hot water is not for two months. So tired to go to the familiar wash.
- Do you have friends with hot water? - Quickened Light - Listen, can you get together with Sasha go?
- To be washed? - I hesitated - I do not know.
I'm still angry at the light. At first, she scolded me, and now asks about such things. Most ask for to unfamiliar people uncomfortable, and here with the boy.
- Well, it might still go? - I keep up with me Light - Sasha I have more than a week did not wash. Do not walk in the same fact in the public bath. There's such a lack of sanitation.
I winced, remembering his only visit to the public baths: mud, cockroaches ...
- Well, - I said to Sasha's mother - I'll try to ring up friends. Somebody hot water be exact.
- Certainly somewhere will - confidently said Light - Her train alternately by region laid off.
I tried to think who could be hot water. "I think Nastia - I thought, - she told me the day before yesterday, for the first time in three weeks normally stood under the shower," I did more hot water is not known.
- And with the food you like? - Light asked, changing the subject - in the fridge is still something left?
- Blank - I sighed - Borsch ended, stuffed cabbage, too. Sausages eat for breakfast today.
- So what you will eat for lunch? - Anxiously asked Light.
- Do not worry, I'll buy anything, - I reassured Sasha's mother - was just about to go to the grocery store.
- Come in cooking, - advised the Light Buy meatballs and other semi-finished products, so most do not cook. A home just will throw into the pan. About the money, do not worry. If you do not have enough of what I had left to eat, then I'll give everything.
Remembering how much I leave the lights, I thought that with this money you can live comfortably for a month. Anyway it was so lazy to trudge to the store and then cook - even the semis. But nothing can be done - not to die of hunger is.
- Oh, Ol, had forgotten - caught on Light - One awkward question. Sasha yesterday went to the toilet for more?
- What?!!! - Indignantly escaped me, - that I stand in the toilet door and listen to what he was doing there?
- Well, no offense, - said Light - Sasha Just recently often constipation. If more than two days will not defecate, be sure to call me.
- Well, - I promised - I am now about these things you'll be sure to notify. By the way, how many times he went on too small to count?
I laughed softly.
- You're funny, but we have a serious problem - said Light, otsmeyavshis - solved mainly enema.
- I can also put Sasha enema - I suggested as a joke, thinking how cool it would be to remove the eight-year boy pants and stick in the ass rubber bulb.
- Yeah, so it you will do it - laughed Sasha's mother - is already large, shy. Even on my bathroom door locks, when bathing.
The conversation continued for a few minutes, during which I had to patiently listen to Sveta's instructions. Having waited until Sasha's mom finally said goodbye, I pressed the reset button, and immediately began to gain Nastya's room.
- Ale, Nastya? - I said hello when on the other end picked up.
- Hey, Olka - happily said Nastya - Well, I like to be a nanny?
- Already I regret that I agreed - I sighed - constantly at war with the boy. It is not being heard. You have no idea what I have to suffer from it. Badly behaved: rude, lunch not dozoveshsya ... About his mamma, I generally keep quiet. So to me niggles. Constantly dissatisfied with something. You see it was not necessary to make him wash gryaznyuschie feet because the water is cold.
- Poor - Nastya said sympathetically.
- And, you know what she asked me? - I have not appeased - Watch as he goes to the toilet and to report, I went to a large or not. The child suffers from constipation ...
In the tube there was a restrained laugh.
- I joked, - I continued with a smile, - told her that the boy can put an enema.
- Yesterday we put the youngest in the evening, - said Anastasia.
I remembered that Nastia was two small nephew.
- We Pavlik recently just trouble - Nastya sighed - no poop without enemas can not. So we have almost every day to put it. Roar, screaming - he was so afraid of this procedure. Therefore, usually we do everything together with Oksana - I hold so as not struggled ... but she puts the ass in a rubber bulb.
- How old is he? - I asked.
- After two weeks, will be a year or two, - said Anastasia.
- A senior? - I asked - Do you train two nephews.
- The eldest three, - said Nastya, - were also up, the problems with a chair.
I listened with interest to the girlfriend, quietly envying that Nastya on a par with his sister is busy with two small nephews. I have not had anyone: no kids, nephews, or brother with sister. And like ponyanchitsya with nursery child. "Especially with a boy" - with a smile, I thought. Since girls are not so interesting - that I have not seen. But the boy to strip naked and see what's between his legs - is another matter. I once saw a naked boy - a couple of years ago in the children's clinic. I went to the district office for help, but there is at this time there were other visitors - young woman with a nursing baby. Surprisingly, the doctor drove me. I ceased to mess with toddler and quickly wrote out a certificate. Still laughing, as I stare at the naked baby.
We Nastya continued to chat about the children another five minutes. I thought that in spite of the school friendship I have never been at her house. "How would gently invite himself to visit her?" - I thought. So like after her short stories look at the kids.
- Lucky you, Nastya - I sighed - I wish I had such nephews-children. So you want someone ponyanchitsya.
I smiled, remembering how once, without question, has agreed to look after the child of my mother's friend. Basically, of course because of the hot water. But yet for some reason I was sure that I'm left with the baby, not the eight-year boy. Of course it was awkward to refuse once agreed. But next time I will not repeat this mistake - always find out the age of the child for whom it is necessary to look. "I will accept only three years and younger" - I decided.
- Hey, you, too, there is no hot water? - Nastia pointersovals I remembered the purpose of his call - Remember when you told me you went somewhere to wash last week.
Nastia began to explain that is not washed at home, while the cousin.
- And I hoped that you included - disappointed I sighed - promised on his head Sasha's mom that svozhu it to someone else to wash.
- I do not know the sales, - Nastya hesitated - I certainly can ask Natasha.
- Oh, Nastya, you rescued me so - I was delighted.
- I do not think she would mind, - said Nastya - The neighbors probably also not buzhut mind.
- Neighbors? - I was surprised.
- She lives in a dormitory, - he explained Nastya - They share a kitchen and bathroom. By the way, I do not know if you want to bathe there. All plumbing in such a state of neglect.
- It's okay - I said, - The main thing that was hot water.
- Well, - I have agreed to Nastya - Then I'll talk to her, and then call you back.
Once again, I thank Nastya and said goodbye to her, she hung up. Nastya's call had to wait ten minutes.
- Sorry, Olka, Natasha was busy - began to defend it.
- Well? - I asked impatiently.
- She said that it is better to come right now, - said Nastya, - Given that you probably will take at least an hour on the road.
Nastya dictated to me Natasha's address. She was right - he had to go on the subway across town. Again thanking her friend, I hung up.
- Sasha! - Loudly I called the boy.
There was no answer. The boy continued to ignore me.
- Get ready! - I ordered, going into another room, where he sat on the floor and playing with toy soldiers, - We are now going to bathe.
- What? - He looked at me, boy.
- Bathe! - I repeated irritably, - Your mother asked me to take you somewhere to wash. Now we'll go to a friend of mine. They have hot water.
- I do not want to swim! - He told me the boy.
- How are you talking to me? - I raised his voice and pulling the boy by the arm, made him get up from the floor - You go wherever say! Do you think I care? That you did not wash more than a week. To me, at least six months go dirty, but promised to your head to your mom that you pomoesh today.
- I do not want-at !!! - I continued to protest the boy.
- Now, these soldiers will be in the bin! - I threatened Sasha - and all the other toys, too. I am not kidding! Quickly get dressed!
Dissatisfied grunt, the boy went to his chair and took out jeans.
- To stand in the hallway dressed and shod in five minutes! - I threw Sasha before leaving the room.
Adding to the bathroom in a big sports bag bath products, I thought, as I punished the boy for what he does not listen. "Do not let go for a walk - I decided - never allowed to watch television. And if he continues to behave like a smack. There is no longer strength to endure "
We traveled in Natasha's really a hostel for about an hour. Well, that is only on the subway, although with two changes. Finally we come to the dilapidated brick five-story building. About this is a hostel and I imagined.
Natasha lived on the first floor. She was a pretty blonde girl of nineteen or twenty.
- Olya and Sasha? - She smiled pleasantly, opening the door - That you Nastia sent me to wash?
- Yeah, us - I smiled back.
- Well, let's go to the bathroom, - Natasha said, and led us down a long corridor.
Reaching the end of the corridor, we stopped in front of two doors.
- That's our bathroom, - Natasha said, opening the door to the left, - And there - the kitchen - she gestured to the other door, - also one half a floor.
- It is clear - I drawled.
- For some reason I thought you were coming with a child younger - Natasha smiled - then only you can bathe him in the kitchen, as do all our mothers.
Natasha opened the door to the kitchen and I saw two young women - really to bathe their babies in basins standing on the table. One toddler was a little boy, and the second - older: three or four years.
- Is the kitchen easier to bathe? - I was surprised - especially out of - I pointed to an older child, - It is not too big to wash in a basin?
- Wick its Kohl always bathes, - said Natasha - Now you see our bathroom, she'll understand.
Staring as spellbound, standing in a basin on the naked boys, I'm sorry again that I was left with a schoolboy. So instead of eight like Sasha toddlers baby. I do not know how the mother, but I used it faithfully every day to bathe. And in the bathroom, and that's because in the basin in the kitchen.
- Come on, - with a smile tugged at my sleeve Natasha - You came to us to wash or kids stare?
We went to the bathroom and I immediately remembered the words of Nastya. All plumbing was really in such a terrible state that I am sorry that it has come to the hostel. "On any better than a warm home in the water pots" - I sighed to myself.
My thoughts were interrupted by Natasha, which began to make excuses for the state of the bathroom.
- How the people shame - apologetically she said, - Now I will cleanse all this dirt.
Natasha turned on the shower and began to pour them a dirty bath. The sight of a shabby bath, slowly fills with dirty water, completely discourage me want to wash. "Just wait until the boy will wash, and go home" - I decided.
- Again hammered! - Natasha sighed, waving his hand in the dark water in the bath.
Having stood next to the bathroom vantus girl try to clean the sink, but it did not work out.
- Well, I invite people to bathe, - she smiled apologetically to me - again have to call the plumber.
I'm secretly glad that did not have to go into this old dilapidated bath. I wanted to get away, not only from dirty bathroom, but generally this shabby hostel. "That's just a boy to do? - I thought - he himself at home with no hot water will wash .... is not necessary that someone helped, just do not give. He's eight years is not something that me, my mom already shy of "Memories of Sasha's mom made me uncomfortable wince. "We'll have to call her and explain why it failed to wash, - irritated I thought - Why he did not two years old? Would swim in the basin in the kitchen, these mothers'
In fact, if I had my kid kindergarten age, it could be used on an equal footing to join two young mothers in the kitchen. "Theoretically, an eight-year, too, so you can bathe" - I smiled at the Sasha standing naked in the pelvis. This obsession - to put the eight-year boy in the pelvis as a small - haunted me ever since I saw two mothers, bathe their babies.
Representing, as I soaped Sasha soft sponge round ass and his little boy's economy between my legs, I have once again regretted that urchin is not two years old - so to me now like him to undress and bathe, as a baby. "But what if you really bathe? - I thought - not only here, but at home, without postronnih. I do not want the mother looked crooked "
I figured, how much will have to heat the water. "The best course here - I thought with a sigh, - So sad that nothing here trudged through the city. ''s Thinking for a minute, if I understand correctly, I still decided to try it. "Here's my chance to tinker with a small child - I smiled to myself - even if it is actually eight. Just think, eight. I, too big. What I'm with him all the ceremony, explaining everything as an adult, trying to persuade? With these it should be easier not to explain, and ordering. Command them as a toddler. Only then will begin to listen. "
- I'm sorry that it happened, - he began to defend Natasha again.
- It's okay - I said - I-mainly because of the boys to you asked for. I myself and the house normally pomoyus. Already used to heat water in a saucepan. But Sasha unaided could not cope.
- Would be younger, have a swim in the basin, - said Natasha - As Ira and Vika.
- And that - I smiled - It is easy to fit the bowl.
- Yeah, fit - Natasha nodded, eyeing the boy appraising look - We have in the kitchen there is a large basin.
- What? !!! - Sasha loudly protested.
- See how once feared - Natasha laughed, - and already it is impossible to make a joke.
- What a joke - I smiled - I had been seriously thinking about it.
- Swim boy in the pelvis? - Natasha surprised - so much? How old is he, eight?
- Yeah, eight - confirmed I - went to the kitchen, look at your pelvis.
- Well you give - Natasha laughed, but nevertheless went into the kitchen.
I followed behind, dragging a stubborn boy. Appearing with Sasha in the kitchen, we immediately found themselves in the spotlight. The faces of the two mothers could read the apparent bewilderment.
- Here! - Natasha said, go to the corner of the room behind a large enamel basin.
- That's it - I nodded - Well, Sasha? Who is going to swim in the basin as these boys.
By setting the pelvis to the only free table, I beckoned to the boy. According to Sasha's astonished face, he still did not believe that he is now to be swimming in the basin.
- Well you stand? - I raised her voice, - Come on, take off your clothes and get in the the pelvis.
- I do not want! - Said the boy so offended tone that seemed even a second, and he burst into tears.
I silently walked up to Sasha and forcibly dragged him by the arm to the table. As I expected, the boy immediately roared.
- I do not want u! - He screamed, trying to escape - I would like Domo-o-oh!
- Now, calm down! - I said strictly - pomoesh and go home.
- Do not cry, - Natasha began to calm the boy.
- I do not want to swim here! - Do not let Sasha.
- You and the house did not want to - I say - More than a week has not bathed. Going to a month to wait until the turn on the hot water?
- Be sure to wash, - said Natasha whining boy, - Do not you bothered to go dirty?
- I do not want! - Repeated Sasha - Only a small wash basin in.
- We all have so bathe, - smiled Natasha - See how big Kohl's?
Natasha pointed to the naked boy on the right.
- What do you think, Vic? - She asked the child's mother.
- Four and a half, - said the young woman, - Passed in the older group of kindergarten.
- I, too big! - Sasha snorted, - I have to go to school.
- What we are adults - sarcastically said I was a boy, - Do you eight years of bathing in a basin will not happen! Come on, take off your clothes!
I looked expectantly at Sasha, with his arms folded.
- Do not cry, honey, - he said the boy gently Natasha - No one is going to torment you unpleasant procedures. Olya just wants you to bathe. All kids love to swim. See how Andryusha like Kolya.
- Yeah, can my hours in this basin to sit, - said mum-year-old kid - Now see how he begins to act up, I'll get it out of the water.
- How old is he? Godik? - I pointersovalas, looking at naked little boy.
- We are already half - proudly told my mother the baby.
I wondered what she was young. "Natasha's the same age - I thought, - nineteen years, not more. A child and a half. Maybe I have a toddler will be in three years? "I looked at Sasha. "And while you pobudesh my baby" - I smiled to myself. Suddenly he remembered that he had long wanted to punish the boy's disgusting behavior, I thought that this would be the best Sasha for punishment. "Pobudesh me all day nursery toddler" - I decided.
- Are you going to undress or not? - I shouted at Sasha - Again, I do not listen? You know? Once you acting, you have me, not only in the basin pomoesh - you do all day spend as little!
Sasha looked at me surprised and frightened eyes.
- Do not look at me - I smiled, pleased with the effect produced, - I'm not kidding. I'm not going to tolerate your conduct anymore. You have long had to be punished for something that is not listening. That pobudesh me today until the end of the day nursery baby.
- What an interesting sentence - with a smile, I saw Natasha.
- Yes, - I confirmed - Will hold today, as the toddler.
- And how are you, I wonder, has decided to turn the eight-year boy in toddlers toddler? - Ironically asked Vick - Odenesh it as a kid? You'll put on a pot?
- But what - I smiled - It will be like a small - and clothes, and a pot. Even find the nipple for him.
They all laughed.
- Are not you ashamed, Kolya! - Suddenly came right Vikin indignant voice - No, you just look at this!
I turned on the four naked little boy and chuckled - toddler let out hanging between the legs of a small cock transparent trickle.
- We direct trickle down here, in the basin center - Wick said, gently taking a tiny child pisyunchik two fingers ..
- So funny peeing in the water, - I smiled.
I could not take her eyes off the naked four boys - so fascinated me fountain between his legs. "How interesting boys pee" - I said, when the toddler did second pause and let her after a couple of short streams, each of which had a funny twitch pisyunchik.
- A person how happy! - Natasha laughed.
- Kolya I still love to put a trickle during bathing - Vic smiled.
- All the boys love to write while swimming, - said mother polutoragodovalogo baby.
- And usually at the most inopportune moment - Wick laughed, shaking with Colin pisyunchik last drop, - As if waiting for me to start to wash it between the legs. Your, Ira, too, so harmful?
- Once a pest! - Ira laughed and followed her all the rest.
- The boys ... it is necessary to force to go before a dip in the small - Wick said, - And I'm not traced to Nick pissed. Cook pot - there he is on the floor - and just forgot.
- Here you toddler and recalled - he smiled Natasha - No more forgetting.
Losing interest in the four-Kole, I thought of her boy.
- It looks like in the good you do not understand - I said to Sasha, who was still dressed - you five minutes ago was told to undress.
I sat down in front of a boy on his heels.
- Since you do not want to undress myself, I would have to undress you, - I smiled, - as a kid.
I tried to unbutton his jeans Sasha, but the boy would not let me do it.
- Come quickly removed his hands! - I ordered and finally lost patience, strong Sasha slapped by the pope.
The boy was taken aback for a moment and then was came hysterical roar. Using Sasha's confusion, I unzipped his jeans and pulled her knees to let them down - of course with shorts. "So, no panties, I like you" - with a smile, I thought, considering the eight-year boy between his legs.
As if remembering that he is without panties, the boy blushed and pulled down her short shirt, trying to cover herself between the legs.
- Well, where you pull a T-shirt? - I shouted at Sasha - Now tear!
Forcibly removing Sasha's hand, which he grabbed a T-shirt, I picked them up and quickly pulled off the boy's head through a T-shirt. Of course, as soon as I let go of his hand, he immediately closed their groin.
- What, in the eight years already nobody can not look at you naked? - Jokingly I asked force Unscrambling Sasha's hands - Do not hide behind. How do I you, I wonder, to bathe, if you constantly keep your hands there?
- So shy - Natasha smiled - See how the red.
Sasha shyly looked down and again tried to hide behind.
- This said, do not hide behind! - I raised voice, a plumb Sasha ringing slap on the bare ass.
Slap acted and the boy no longer hide behind the climb.
- Small children should not be shy of adults, - I said to Sasha, freeing his legs from the jeans with shorts.
- As if no one here had seen naked boys - Wick laughed.
"It is quite another thing" - I smiled, considering standing in front of me naked boy. Thus, shaming, eight tomboy, I liked much more. "Here and Now wait a minute before all, - I smiled to myself - stripped naked and immediately became as silk. We had yesterday so his punishment - into a baby. By the way, than he does now from the two different kids? The same naked toddler, as they "
- Well? - Jokingly I said to Natasha and young mothers - How much do you think Sasha is now give?
- Year or two - with a laugh said Ira, causing general laughter.
- And indeed similar to a two-year, when so here is naked, - he has agreed to Natasha.
- More offers not? - I squinted slyly, - So the decision. You, Sasha, I have now until the end of the day pobudesh two years. I remembered his new age?
The boy resentfully pursed his lips.
- And if they then do not start to behave well, then all the whole week so fooled - I added - Yes. It is not necessary to build a surprised face. If you will not obey me, probudesh two years before the arrival of my mother.
Seeing the fright in Sasha's eyes, I smiled contentedly, thinking again, as the boy changed dramatically. "And indeed, as a helpless toddler nursery, - I smirked to myself, - with him right now whatever you want, you can do?" I thought about the recent Colin trickle. "Well, I stand naked taught - I thought - now learn to use children's potty"
- Can I borrow you the pot? - I asked Vic.
- Oh, if you're not gonna ... - Vic laughed.
- Make the boy to go on a little? - I interrupted with a smile Vika - This is why I need a pot and. You yourself have just said that before bathing every boy should be forced to write.
- Fears that the eight also let in a trickle basin? - With undisguised irony I asked Ira.
- It is better to err, - I smiled.
Vick gave me a children's pot, and I put it in Sasha's legs.
- Well you stand? - I shouted at vosmiltenego boy - You do not know how to use the potty?
- I do not want - and softly squeezed Sasha blushed.
- There are no "do not want"! - I snapped, - You are now two years old, and after two years of all adults decide. Especially when the baby time to go to the potty.
It was difficult to maintain a serious tone - it was so funny to watch feel free naked boy.
- Is my mother did not teach you to write in the pot? - I smiled, continuing to tease Sasha - And I declare that big. You're worse than two years. You stand and you do not know what to do with this pot.
The boy looked down, embarrassed.
- Nothing, we are now a little Sasha will teach how to use the potty, - I said, sitting down next to the boy on his heels.
Sasha snorted resentfully. "I do not like to be with him lisp like a baby" - I smiled about yourself.
- Each boy has a small cock between the legs - gently said Sasha, raised his thin fingers pisyunchik.
Eight-year boy flinched, as if his electric shock. "What I did not expect that there will touch you" - I smirked to myself. I have long wanted to touch the boy hanging between pod legs - from the moment I Sasha naked section. Satisfied that she had found a suitable pretext, I began to feel a children pisyunchik. Soft stick ended with a tiny proboscis. "Just peel" - I knew this gentle mash fingers proboscis.
- What, Sasha? - I smiled, continuing to pull a thin boyish pod - Forgot what little boys need pisyunchik? Kohl's, by the way, only that this is all demonstrated. Let us ask him.
- Do not! - Colin laughing young mother - And that he would arrange another free demonstration.
They all laughed.
- Pis-pis-pis - beginning to sentence me, still holding his fingers pisyunchik Sasha - Who let a trickle in the pot?
I knew that I will achieve nothing from shy boy, but still continued to gently persuade him as a little. Just like eight-tease tomboy, watching him hesitate.
- How long are you going to persuade him? - Natasha smiled - Come on, I do pour water into a basin.
I tried to persuade Sasha few more minutes, until Natasha filled not intended for boys basin of warm water.
- So do not you write in a pot? - Strongly I asked Sasha - Look at me! This aunt Vick with his good Coley. And if you have me in an empty bowl trickle, I'll make you so!
I brought a stool and Sasha helped to climb on the table.
- Stand in a bowl! - I commanded.
The boy gingerly stepped into the hot water.
- So, well done - I praised him.
Suddenly Sasha again blushed and covered himself between her legs. Noticing that he was looking out the window, I knew immediately why he began to hesitate again. We were on the ground floor, not to mention the fact that the table on which I bathed Sasha, stood at one of the two large windows. There were no curtains on the windows was not, so everything in the yard was perfectly clear what is happening in our kitchen.
- Cease to hide behind! - I ordered the boy.
- Larissa Masha shy - Natasha smiled.
Outside, there were really two girls of school age: about two years younger than me. Both were so similar that had no chromosomal that they were sisters. One of the girls shown in our window finger and whispered something in the ear of the other, then both laughed.
- Well? - I looked expectantly at Sasha - Who said not to hide behind? Now get back to the pope!
Forced to separate Sasha's hands ... I have decided to deploy a shy boy facing the window, the girls in the yard well they admired. Laughing Sisters came closer - almost close to the house - and Natasha waved. The girls smiled warmly and waved back.
- What are you standing there? - I said to Sasha - Same Wave handle.
Red from embarrassment and a boy thought to fulfill my request.
- Who said that? - I raised voice - again not listening to me? You slap me no do not understand anything.
He gave me a hurt look, Sasha reluctantly waved the girls hand. Those laughed and waved back. After that, they have gone somewhere. However, a minute later one of the girls came to us in the kitchen.
- Hi, Mary, - greeted with a young guest Wick.
- Dear Aunt Vick - smiling girl - What's in your kitchen is going on?
- Can not you see the kids bathe - Wick said.
- And such a great kid, too? - Masha was surprised.
- What? - Natasha smiled - For all children in a basin to bathe more comfortable. And young and older, like this one.
Masha incredulously looked at Natasha, though she could not understand - she was joking or not.
- Olya punished because of his bad behavior Sasha - explained Natasha - The boy from her all day today should spend a little.
- Ah, that's it! - Masha laughed - and we are so Larissa laughed when they saw this boy naked in the pelvis. They could not believe that it is also bathed as small.
Natasha brought me a jug with warm water and I started to wash Sasha. Naked eight-year boy terribly shy - especially glazevshey it Masha. Soon he came to our table Il, which has already managed to wash and dry their polutoragodovalogo toddler. Now she just stood there, holding in her arms wrapped in a towel Kohl, and watched as I bathe my boy.
- Lathered neck and handle - affectionately kept saying to me, soaping Sasha blue sponge - So - first left hand is now right. Now breast.
Quickly the boy soaped his chest, I was engaged in his stomach, but when you come up with a sponge Sasha pubic area, decided to soap his back before a wash between the legs.
- So-oo, - I reached in half a minute, - The back lathered. Now the priest.
I generously poured liquid soap and a sponge trying to climb between her Sasha halves, but I did not work because the boy squeezed ass.
- Pinch and does not let in the ass sponge - I complained standing next to Ira.
- Boys generally so uncomfortable sponge ass and between the legs, - said Ira - At them there are so many small priborchik. Sponge will not take anywhere.
- And I had his legs between the sponge is not my - agreed to Wick - only his hands.
- Maybe because I try - I smiled.
Lather boy between yagodichek bare hand and it was really a lot easier. Sasha still continued to compress the ass, but now between its halves was so slippery from soap, that the boy could not stop me.
- Thoroughly wash his ass - prompted Ira - Yeah, that's it, the whole palm.
- And do not forget about the hole - Wick said.
- And what to do with it? - I asked, barely holding back laughter.
- And you do not seem to know what to do with children while swimming hole - Wick laughed.
- I understand that it needs to be washed, - I said, - Well, not the same finger?
Two young mothers both laughed on cue.
- But as? - With a view of the expert looked at Wick me - of course with a finger.
- Finger? - Natasha was surprised with a barely perceptible smile squeamish.
- Yeah, finger - confirmed Vick - When Nick was very young, I did it my little finger, and now the index.
Thinking that if I want to continue to work as a nanny, disgust really better overcome, I re-lathered his hand and slid it between the halves Sasha quickly found the finger of his little hole. The boy started violently and leaned forward.
- See how immediately frightened, - said Natasha, - Measurement and afraid to move.
"Indeed a frightened face" - I thought, unceremoniously thrusting his index finger in the hole in the nursery.
The boy started all over again, and after a moment's pause, roared loudly.
- What a roar! - Natasha smiled.
- Do not cry, - with a pleasant smile turned to the boy Vic - All kiddies so wash the ass.
- I Andryusha to six months of age do it - said the IRA - also first roared, but quickly got used.
- You see, Sasha? - I smiled - even month-old Andrew does not cry when my mother washes his ass. And you are capricious.
I pulled the finger out and hastily washed his pelvis.
- So there it was dirty - I told everyone.
- I saw - reserved giggled Mary.
- Yes, not even taught Sasha completely wipe the ass - with a sarcastic smile, I said to the boy.
Sasha offended silent, continuing to sob quietly. I soaped finger and decided to repeat the procedure. "You are my swimming is a long time will remember" - I smiled to myself, again having put a finger in the ass Sasha.
- Look, Olga, how it hurt, - Natasha said to me, - It seems that once again roar today.
- The main thing that stands still - I smiled - not clamped, not ducks. If he was all the time, until I had my own.
Slightly shaking his finger in different directions, I quickly pulled it from Sasha's priests.
- And now, when lathered ass, you need a good wash between the legs -. Start again tells me Ira.
- Now I soaped his farm boy - I smiled, pouring hand liquid soap.
- How should I wash the scrotum, - said Ira - There's boys usually the dirtiest place.
I gently pushed the boy's bare feet and gently fingered delicate pink bag in which there were two small balls. I knew that the boys tickled when they touch the testicles, but did not expect that Sasha begins to prance in place, and turn aside from my fingers.
- Stay calm! - I shouted at the madcap eight years, - No, you just look at it! It does not give myself to wash between the legs.
- Mine too resists when soaping scrotum - smiled Vika - All the boys are so afraid of being tickled.
- Nothing tolerate - I said, and again slid his fingers over the soft bag Sasha between the legs.
Now, when it became clear how much the eight-year boy is afraid of being tickled, I would like especially to tease Sasha, look for his most sensitive spots.
- Where? - I blurted out in exasperation, when the boy stepped back, nearly knocking over the pelvis, which was - was so quiet when I washed your ass, and now what happened? You can not suffer while you lather between the legs? Should I be there as you wash. More than a week has not bathed. Not to mention the fact that took place all the time in his shorts.
I remembered how the boy was afraid to move, when I recently held a finger in his ass. "What if again put him on the hook?" - I thought and feeling for the finger hole Sasha quickly delved inside. "That caught fish - I laughed to himself, thrusting his finger deep - now you can not come off the hook of my"
It was very interesting to watch the reaction of Sasha. The boy tried to squeeze the buttocks, but it was enough just to lift a finger in his ass to get him to relax. With a smile, thinking that they had found a way to train the eight-tomboy, I decided to test his theory.
- Spread your legs - gently asked me, accompanied by his request shurovaniem the boy in the ass.
Sasha looked at me startled and obediently spread her legs. I gently lifted his hand hanging helplessly between Sasha's legs pink scrotum. As I expected, the boy tried to dodge my fingers, but I again poshurovala in his ass, making him freeze in fright.
- Slightly bend your legs at the knees ... - I asked Sasha, as usual accompanied his request Curling his finger in his ass, - And so simple.
Pleased that finally made the eight-year boy to stand still, I decided to experiment with his testicles and generously watering hand liquid soap, quickly slipped her sachet between your legs, under the pretext that such a slut like it, it is necessary to wash it again. "As you are my ticklish" - I smiled to herself, toying with his fingers funny boy's balls.
After a minute of experiments revealed Sasha's testicles, where he most sensitive spot - the boy does not particularly like being touched by the balls. Play around with the little pouch still boyish thirty seconds, I finally left him alone.
- Now lather the front - I smiled, looking at the naked boy between his legs.
I typed in the palm of the next portion of liquid soap and took Sasha's smooth pubis. Sliding touch the pubes boy also did not like very much, because once trembled with tickling.
- Stay calm! - I told Sasha as ever lifting a finger in his ass.
For our table liked Vic, which, like the IRA, finished bathing her little son. It likewise held him in his arms, though unlike wrapped in a towel polutoragodovalogo Andryusha four Kohl was fully dressed - in yellow tights and a light green T-shirt. "Sasha today will also be a form of clothes - with a smile, I thought - Tights T-shirt"
- What the girls decided to take over the patronage of Oley? - Natasha laughed - Do you think it is without your tips boy not atone?
I looked around with a smile saying that all who are gathered around the kitchen table, where I bathed Sasha. "Still - I smiled to myself - eight-year-they have no one so do not bathe," I looked at Sasha's crimson face - finding themselves in the spotlight, the boy terribly shy.
- Thoroughly wash the folds - prompted Wick.
I ran her fingers through Sasha's groin, do not miss the opportunity to tickle defenseless open scrotum.
- And now with all the parties Pomo this little pisyunchik - affectionately told me an eight-year boy.
I began to carefully wash the baby a thin wand, quietly watching the reaction of the boys. Despite the glowing cheeks with shame, Sasha dutifully endured my manipulations.
- And yet? - Vick was surprised when I splashed on Sasha pisyunchik water to wash away the soap - and wash under the skin?
- Under the skin? - I stared blankly at the young woman I am.
- What, you do not know, boys arranged button? - Vic laughed - Look.
Vick unceremoniously took Sasha pisyunchik two fingers.
- That under that skin - she smiled, pulling the soft proboscis, which ends boyish pisyunchik.
I stared wide-eyed at appeared from under a pink proboscis head. Of course, we were in school, male anatomy, and I knew what to expect, but the eight-year boy pisyun seen in this state for the first time.
- As well he was called head - said Wick.
- Still, - he smiled Il - At eight years already it should be easy to open. This is my Andryusha physiological phimosis.
- What is phimosis? - Asked Mary.
- Phimosis - this is when the boys did not put off the skin on the tip of a button, - explained Vic Masha.
- No sooner it even teach such things? - Natasha smiled.
- It's about time - smiled Il - How old are you, Mary?
- Thirteen - a little resentfully answered Masha.
- Which class are you? Passed in the eighth? - Vic asked, - I was at your age start to earn a nanny. Moreover left mainly infants.
Vick again took Sasha pisyunchik fingers.
- Pulls the skin up to the end - she explained to me - That's right, in order to fully open the head.
- Now what to do? - I asked Vicki.
- Like what? - Vic smiled - My boy pipunchik. So big you can easily wash it with soap and water. Just do not get carried away. I do not know, like this, and my four-year head very sensitive. The slightest touch immediately causes a strong urge for a little. You know how often I have let a trickle during this procedure.
- As today? - I smiled.
- Aha, - she nodded Vick - You saw what he had built a fountain.
- It can hold the pot in front of the boy? - Suddenly proposed to Mary.
- Hold - I nodded.
It was ridiculous to compare the eight years since kindergarten toddler Sasha, but I secretly hoped that my kid, too empty of manipulation pisyunchik trickle. Dropping to the fingertips of liquid soap, I began to coat them pale pink head - gently at first, and then, when Mary brought the pot, quite unceremoniously. Vic was right. Less than half a minute, as the boy's wand and pouted out splattered transparent trickle.
- What has decided to keep up with the four-Koli? - I smiled, watching Sasha vengeance pissing in a pot - I knew you were too Empty trickle during bathing. And how recently refused to pot.
- Such a ridiculous trickle - giggled Mary, - I never thought I'd see how an eight-year boy at all to write.
It was really so much fun to watch Sasha stream. Noticing that the boy stopped writing, I was about to ask Masha remove the pot, but the stick in my hand suddenly stiffened and spurted out a new stream. I decided to wait - and did the right thing. For the first stream followed by a second, and so three or four times. Feeling like a throbbing in my fingers pisyunchik Sasha, I remembered that just recently wrote a four Kolya also sprinkled at the end of short streams.
- What, Sasha? - I said to the boy - once bathed as a baby, and it is necessary to behave appropriately? Not ashamed to let a trickle of how small? Well, that Mary was holding a pot in front of you.
- Your boy is now just as little - Mary laughed.
- And just gave us a clear demonstration that no one there was no doubt that he was two years old - I smiled.
I shook the last drops into the pot and splashed on thin Sasha pisyunchik water to remove soap, quickly regained the delicate skin in place.
- Thank you, Mary, - I thanked vosmikoassnitsu - Take away the pot.
Thinking that it is already possible to remove the finger at the boys from the priests, I decided to finally good to them in poshurovat Sasha hole. "To prevent!" - I smiled to myself, catching Sasha frightened look.
- Now the legs - I announced and quickly lathered Sasha both legs - Well, that's all. Lather up and down.
- And the head? - Ira recalled.
I asked Sasha to close her eyes and poured his hair baby shampoo. I waited for the boy begins to act up, but it is surprisingly easy suffered shampooing.
- Let me help you wash away the soap - Natasha suggested, picking up a jug of water.
- Thank you, - I nodded.
A couple of minutes later we Natasha Sasha washed with soap - it is watered with water boy, and I am his soap. I especially liked to slip his hand on the child's round ass.
- Let's moved apart the halves, - I smiled, moving his fingers Sasha's ass - As mildew him there, Natasha.
As soon as Natasha began to pour from a pitcher Sasha's ass, boy farted loudly.
- Are not you ashamed! - Jokingly I said to an eight-year tomboy, lightly poking his index finger hole - tortured you bathe, and in return no thanks. Only bunches.
Instead of answering, Sasha farted again.
- At this time louder - laughingly remarked Masha and laughed all together.
I pulled out of the bag on the floor facing a large towel.
- Here and bathed the little Sasha - I smiled at the boy standing in the pelvis - Get out of the basin and become right here. Now I'll wipe.
I began to wipe the towel boy ...: first the head, then the shoulders, chest, stomach, back ... When I got to the priests, Sasha again squeezed their half, not allowing to get a towel.
- What to clamp again? - I asked wearily boy - How do you wipe the ass?
- I too recently took a clamped fashion, - he smiled Vika - We have to wipe his ass, putting it as the kid on the back, because standing did not offer.
- On the back? - I asked in bewilderment, - to wipe the ass? Well it below, if the child is lying on his back.
- Yeah, in the back - he confirmed Vick - With battened up legs.
- It is clear - I smiled - So now we'll do. Natasha, help me to remove from the table the pelvis.
Natasha and is not easily removed from the table filled a basin with water.
- First bed towel - prompted Wick - Yeah, that's right. And now stacked on his child.
I gently laid on his back and Sasha hesitantly raised his bare feet up.
- Lifts up even higher - smiled Vika - Before refusing. So, in order to press his knees to his chest. See how you made the boy to let go completely buttocks? Now, even the hole can be clearly seen.
- What stuck out forward a small pouch - Maria giggled, pointing sachet between your legs - How to show.
- Aha, - she nodded with a laugh, Natasha - and carrots, too.
I looked appreciatively lying in front of me naked boy. At eight-tomboy really everything was so defenseless open between the legs, which could touch it, where you want.
- Now you can easily wipe the boy's ass and between the legs, and it does not hurt you, - said Wick.
"Now we check" - I smiled to myself and gently tickled the boy's scrotum. As I expected, Sasha began to fidget and escape. "What a cool pose" - I thought, continuing to tickle the eight-year boy's testicles and watching his unsuccessful attempts to free his legs battened up.
- Thoroughly wipe the ass Sasha - I smiled gently, taking Sasha to wipe between the buttocks area, towels, - And now this little pouch. So, from all sides.
Carefully wiping Sasha scrotum, I dropped her baby foot down and took his little pisyunchik.
- Whose silicle? - Jokingly I asked the red as a lobster, an eight-year boy - who recently let out a trickle? Here's the naked boy?
- Well, I went, - said Vick and left the room.
I expected that the IRA also gone, but she continued to stand at the table. "So you do not want to wear it" - I thought, completely wiped boy.
- Who's lying naked? - Mary giggled.
Blushing deeply, Alex stretched his hands to the groin to hide behind, but I shook the boy finger and he stopped.
- What we have chubby belly, - said eighth-grader giggling, gently poking a finger in the navel Sasha - Good mom eat.
It was so funny to watch naked boy - so he lay bewildered and resentful.
- Why are you so gloomy? - Asked Sasha Masha - that our baby care? Tummy ache?
Masha again touched Sasha's stomach.
- That's where it hurts? - She smiled thoughtfully, feeling Sasha just below the navel - lower or here?
The girl began to feel the boy smooth pubis. I was wondering, it touched Masha Sasha pisyunchik or not. It was evident that a thirteen-year girl really wanted to, but she did not dare.
- Well inflated? - Again turned to Sasha Masha - How can I make you smile?
- Come and play with him Okay, - mocking tone advised Il - On my always acts when naughty. Okay, oh, how we love. Immediately begin to smile.
- Okay, Okay! - Enthusiastically sang Masha, extending his hands to the boy.
Sasha did not react, only hurt grimaced.
- Oh like this will give the pope! - I threatened - Why do not you want to do Okay?
Eight-year boy reluctantly began to play with Masha at Okay.
- Okay, Okay! Where were you? Grandma ... - softly sang him Masha.
"So much love to a perfect stranger-child" - I smiled to myself, watching Masha.
- All the kids loved Okay - continued to lisp the boy Masha, - So, well done .. First, this palm is now second. How well have Sashulya obtained.
- Hold still naked? - I smiled, waited, when Masha After playing with the boy in Okay, magpie-crow, bodatuyu goat and other Tales - Let takes air bath, quenched.
- Right now you need to temper the summer to winter is not sick - Masha agreed with a laugh.
Sasha gave me a hurt look that I felt a bit sorry for him.
- What, can not wait to get you dressed? - I hesitate to ask a boy.
I began to pick Sasha's clothes.
- Two years of this are not, - I smiled, immediately postponed jeans aside.
"Cowards, too, will not wear - I thought - It turns out one shirt left out all clothing? That's hilarious. " I helped Sasha get up on the table and quickly wore his jersey. The boy was waiting for that, I will continue to wear it, but I told Sasha that he is like the so - in one t-shirt. "Now again roar" - I thought, seeing as Sasha's eyes filled with tears.
- Natasha - I said to Nastya's cousin - You can leave the boy for an hour with you? I quickly run to the Children's World - Sasha buy a suitable for his new-age clothing, tights, sandals and everything.
- Well, - has agreed to Natasha - Now, did you get what's going to be? So, without panties?
- So what? - I smiled - creches children often run around the house with a bare ass.
Mary giggled softly.
- Well, you came up with, Olga, for boys penalty - smiled Natasha sighed, stretching out their hands to Sasha - Get off the table, golopopoe miracle. Come to my room.
Natasha put to table a stool and helped the boy get off the table.
- You promise to obey Aunt Natasha? - Strongly I asked Sasha - I can not hear!
- I promise - Sasha mumbled.
- Look at me! - I threw the boy - if Natasha complain about your behavior, so I'll go home. Yes, with a bare ass.
Quickly collecting bag bath products, I once again thank Natasha for the fact that she agreed to sit with Sasha.
- I instantly - and I threw a quick step out of the kitchen.
"Children's World" was very close. I climbed to the second floor and quickly ran through the boys' clothing department. She took a couple of T-shirts: light yellow and blue, with specially chosen shorter as kids wear. Sasha's size Tights some reason was not, but I realized at once that you can buy them in a department for girls. There, as I expected, there was a huge selection of children's thick tights. I took three pairs: light green, blue and white trim. "Girlish course - I smiled, looking at the white tights - though in our garden boys they, too, were" I remembered all dressed in the mornings - girls in blue skirts and white blouses, and the boys - in white shirts and blue shorts, under the which had white tights. "Shorts will not take, - I decided - will cost. Creches pants kids usually do not wear tights on. " I smiled, imagining how an eight-year boy will look at these white pantyhose - especially when described.
Next was the shoe department. I chose Sasha red sandals.
"So, what's next? - I thought, paying for clothing and shoes - of course pot "Pots of baths have been in the department for the kids. I slowly walked along a long shelf. All the beautiful plastic pots were small. "Is there more to the eight-year boy fit?" - I thought with annoyance, and the next moment I saw a shelf with cheap enamel pots. These were much larger, though not as impressive looking as plastic. "What is needed, - I smiled - I'll take this one, light green."
Having bought the pot ... I went to the pharmacy department, which stood in a queue, and began to study with interest the contents of the glass-fronted counter. In basically all-bought drugs. I thought that probably was the only one who needs baby equipment.
- Here is the powder? - Asked the saleswoman was standing in front of me a young woman - Diuretic?
- Aha, - he nodded that repeating the name of the medication.
The clerk put on the counter white box. "It will be necessary, and I take this diuretic powder" - I thought.
- Give me please here these nipples - I asked the saleswoman, when my turn came.
- These ones? - Explained a saleswoman showing on the packaging of the two dummies - little yellow and blue?
- Yeah - I nodded - and won the bottle.
- Anything else? - Indifferently I asked the saleswoman.
- Even here the box of wet baby wipes, - I said, - And probably bib. That one. While there, give this one, little yellow. And powder, which bought the woman that was standing in front of me. I forgot the name.
Silently laid out on the counter right things, saleswoman fought off a check. I quickly paid off and went to the door of the store.
Back in Natasha's hostel, I found Sasha front of the TV. The boy enthusiastically watching cartoons, which included Natasha him. Just could not be without a smile observe the eight-year boy - he looked so funny without panties, in one her short T-shirt. "Natasha Shy" - I thought, noting how Sasha is sitting on the couch with his legs crossed.
- I bought the boy two shirts and three pairs of stockings, - I said Natasha, expanding bundle of baby clothes.
- How lovely! - Natasha smiled, looking at children's tights.
- Auden's these white - I decided with a nod to the white pantyhose - But first let descends on the small. We have an hour to go home. If this is not pee, just on the way home will wet stockings.
- Also tell! - With a smile she looked at me Natasha - Eight-year?
- You saw it during bathing let trickle, - I said - from the boys today can expect anything.
Pulling out of the bag bought for Sasha enameled pot, I beckoned to the boy to him.
- Who will try this pot - I smiled - Well, that settled on the couch? Let's get over here!
The boy reluctantly walked over to me. Judging by his red face, he had already guessed what it is now asked.
- Pee in the potty? - I smiled at Sasha.
I moved the pot to Sasha's legs and looked expectantly at the boy.
- Oh, as a kid pee right now, - I said softly, sitting next to Sasha on his heels.
Pleased with the effect produced - offended skrivlennym Sasha's face, I continued to tease the boy, talking to him as a kid.
- What is this little thing hangs between the legs of Sasha? - Jokingly I was surprised, raising two fingers little Sasha pisyunchik - again forgot how to use it?
I gently squeezed his fingers boyishly slim wand, noting that despite the fact that I touch it is not the first time, it is still very fun to do it.
- Maybe you have a pisyunchik something happened? - I kindly asked the confused child - It seems everything is in order. Come on, honey. It is necessary to pee. We are now an hour to go home. You have me on his way to accurately describe.
Natasha chuckled wryly, but said nothing.
- Pis-pis-pis - beginning sentence I - Is Sasha does not want to show Aunt Natasha as he is able to let a trickle?
I continued to try to persuade the boy a couple of minutes, but it has not achieved anything.
- Come quickly write in the pot! - I ordered, losing patience - not will wear pants, do not converge until the small!
- Then how do you go home? - With an ironic smile, Natasha asked.
- And so let's go! - I said - without panties. With naked booty.
- I imagine - Natasha laughed.
- I'm not kidding - I repeated the boy - drove through the city with a bare ass. And let all at you in this form admire.
The threat to the boy had no effect. Realizing that I now do not manage to make Sasha go in a little, I began to get angry, he does not listen to me again. "It seems not to write - I thought, - And I wanted to see how he let trickle into the pot."
- For whom I bought this pot? - I shouted at the boy, - You're going to write or is not it?
I sighed and removed the pot. Seeing Delighted boy face, I finally got angry, his obstinacy won again.
- What you should have to pee in a pot? - I snapped at Sasha - For five minutes trying to persuade. Good boy went for a long time used in a little. Again, I do not listen? Say thank you, that it is necessary to hurry home. A pile of cases waiting for, so that there is no time to mess with you right now. And that would put on his knees and spanked on her bare ass! Nothing will come home, I'll deal with you!
I suddenly remembered a diuretic and in my mind matured cunning plan. "Soon he asked for a pot, like a nice little" - I thought, but said nothing - only a worried frown.
- Similarly, on the way home to describe - I sighed ..
- Enough to you, Ol, - said Natasha - Well The boy really did not two years. He that can not endure an hour?
- Describe - I confidently said, scrolling through a cunning plan in my head - Want to bet?
- Well, well, - Natasha smiled ironically.
I pulled out of the bag baby bottle with a nipple.
- Well, - I said soothingly, - If you will reach dry, will make the house once to go to the potty. In the meantime, we will try instead of the pot another purchase - that's the bottle. Do you have milk?
- Got - Natasha smiled.
Natasha went to the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk.
- Thank you - I thanked the girl - now we milk boil. Kids drink only boiled.
I went into the kitchen, where he quickly boiled milk into the first pan. Then I carefully filled them baby bottle, after spilling to bag diuretic powder. Thoroughly shake up the bottle, I dripped from her nipples to your finger to try to milk. "Very light flavor - I smiled to myself - Most likely nothing will guess"
- Quickly drink! - I told Sasha returned to the room.
The boy grimaced hurt, but still took my bottle and put it vrot.
- Not will wear stockings until you drink the whole bottle - I said eight-year-tomboy.
Having waited until Sasha drank all the milk, I quickly wore his white tights.
- Just lovely sight! - Natasha smiled, looking at the boy in focus.
- I said - - I, too, can not stop looking at it just might have to pull up higher.
- Where already higher - Natasha laughed - You and so the boy pantyhose almost pulled up to his chest. By the way, you forgot to put them under his pants.
- Be without pants - I said - do not wear their Biennial. Only diapers - those who do not know how to ask for a pot. We had to buy diapers and Sasha, since he refuses from the pot. By the way, I esch