Valera Turbo and her friends watched movies on cassettes. At first it was cartoons. Then some kind of movie, and later in the evening porn. When Valera went to the toilet to satisfy himself, he thought only of you. He really wanted to do this to you, but he understood that you were still a pure, innocent, little girl. Perhaps even one hint of intimacy will make you blush, or even cry. He never even touched your hips and breasts, because he was afraid of offending or upsetting you. Only sometimes did he stare at your ass, or at your too-deep cleavage, but he tried to do it as unobtrusively as possible.

You lived with him, and now he's back at your house. It was already late. He gently hugged you around the waist, hugging you to him "Hello, my little one." maybe he was too affectionate with you, but he couldn't be different**to your question, "what were you watching?" he said, "Yes, some kind of crap. It's not interesting at all..." But he lied so he wouldn't tell you the truth.