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When I'm out in nature on a cold winter's day,

I long for the summer.

And my thoughts go to a very special experience

that I had on a beautiful summer day last year.

By the way, my name is Annette.

A regular Swedish girl, but madly in love with horses.

Early in the morning that day,

I went out to the archipelago to swim.

When I lay there, completely naked in nature,

I was enraged by the thought that anyone could jump on me.

The warm sun made my feelings swell.

I couldn't control myself, and I began to wander in the middle of nature.

I forgot time and space.

My parents were invited to a party.

My boyfriend was to come to my place.

We were to have the whole house to ourselves.

The hot sun from today's bath

was still burning like fire in my body.

I longed for a night of love with Burge.

When my parents had left, I put on sexy undergarments.

I was going to own a real estate.

He was stunned when I revealed myself to him

He hardly recognized me

Börje was hard to keep his feelings in check, and wanted to jump on me.

I felt his stiff hips when he pushed me against the wall.

Börje loved to watch me make myself up.

It didn't take long before he was ready for a new life.

It was the first time we tried 69.

At first it felt a bit strange, but then it tasted really good.

I love to ride, and I always do.

It's so nice to be able to steer it wherever I want it.

I had a strange imagination when I was trying to come up with new variants.

Look... Look...

I could have loved him all night long

but I'm so exhausted I've fallen asleep

We were asleep when Mom and Dad came home from the party.

Early the next morning, I was on my way to the stable

and thought that Burge had gone home.

Suddenly I heard strange noises from the living room.

When I went to look for him, I got a shock.

In front of me, my mother was lying and mumbling to me.

My thoughts were spinning in my head. How could he let me down?

I decided to return. But how?

I thought of Åsa, my stepmother.

She often has a lot of men when her husband is away.

I decided to call her.

Åsa wanted me to come over.

She had Lasse, her brother-in-law, and she loved him.

It was a tempting proposal, but I wanted to demand it here.

When I asked her if she could ask Lasse to come over when she had enough...

she promised to arrange it for me.

I was glad Lasse would come.

I knew that even mother had had some adventures with him.

It would be exciting.

I understood that Åsa would not let Lasse go.

She worried me about what mother and Börje had in store for themselves.

It was no measure of the bourgeoisie's greed for women.

He didn't notice that we had loved half the night before.

One thing was certain. Mom and I had a lot to learn from Åsa.

The boys from our circle of acquaintances have often

told us how good she is at plucking the cuckoo's nest.

Mama and Börje still showed no signs of fatigue.

I don't understand where Börje got all his energy from.

Yes.

I was worried that Lasse would take out all his strength on Åsa.

She could never have enough.

Mother and Börje had a more restful attitude.

In a way, I spared Mother a real beating.

Because Father was rarely in the mood.

After an hour, Lasse still hadn't come.

Åsa could never get enough.

What?

Yes.

I'm so sorry.

Mother and Börje were so absorbed in each other that they neither heard nor saw me,

even though I had been standing at the door all the time and looking at them.

Sooner or later Lasse came.

And who would have said no to such an opportunity?

We went to the kitchen, because I knew that my mother would show up there.

Lasse wanted to know what had happened, because he saw that I was quite upset.

But I was not prepared for long explanations,

and went straight to the attack.

I didn't have to beg Lasse twice when I

laid on the table and begged him to take me.

He came to me with his big, threatening stick in his hand.

His stiff body felt like a steel feather when he pushed me in.

I just felt, and felt, and felt how good it felt.

When dad woke up, mom and Börje were still playing.

He probably knew that mom was left-handed sometimes,

but it was probably the first time he had ever lost her at a bar.

He couldn't even go and pee in peace and quiet.

Because that's where Lasse and I went to bathe.

Burge is on his way to give his mother her last kiss.

Daddy must have been enraged when he saw Mommy fucking another man.

On the table, Lasse was trying to make me feel good.

When my mother came in, my moment had come.

When she asked what we were doing, I showed her who I was.

Her eyes almost fell out when she recognized Lasse.

Later, Lasse told me that Svenne, Åsa's husband, had come home

just when they had been doing their best.

Svenne would have liked Lasse to stay with them and be a part of the fun.

But Lasse had decided to go to me, and he had not regretted it.

Yes.

When Lasse had left, we sat down to have breakfast on the balcony,

as if nothing had happened.

Mother was very shaky, so she poured coffee over the table.

But otherwise, everything was the same.

Well, my story ends here.

Tonight I'm invited to Åsa's.

I'm going to buy her a little present.

If I were to buy her a massage stick,

she could play with it when she's lonely.

Can I help you?

I'm looking for a nice present for my husband.

By the way, aren't you Annette?

Yes, I am.

Then you have a fiancée named Rosa.

Do you know her?

If I know her.

Yes.

Don't forget this one.

How much is it?

You don't have to pay for it.

Thank you.