This is not what you thought, not about cooking. This is a story about first love The locker room in front of the physical education is the worst place. Remove the apron, take off the dress, remove the tights - all the biting, rough, unbearable. "Leshchenko, what do you have?" This is my bra with blue boats, with a pink crochet in front, I was sewn by a distant relative Aunt Luda. When I gave it, she said: “Draw neatly, do not show anyone, this is the most secret” - and threatened her finger.