And again, women decided to swim in the same place. But today I prepared for the observation more carefully. I began to approach them not along the overgrown shore, but from the rear, so to speak, where there was a more open place. And with me this time I had my binoculars! I hid behind the trunk of a wide tree and began to look with excitement. While I was occupying my station, the swimmers had already undressed and entered the water. They were completely naked! It was already getting dark again, but I managed to see everything. I saw every fold and every mole on these magnificent bodies. Indeed, it was a brunette, blonde and red. And they are beautiful. Beautiful faces. Beautiful rounded buttocks, implying resilience and strength. Beautiful neck, proudly stretching up. Beautiful slender, fast legs. Beautiful straight, chiseled backs. Beautiful hips, hiding insanely exciting sources of pleasure. Women (or girls) entered the water and swam. They were as cheerful as yesterday, and laughed just as loudly. At this time, beautiful strangers sailed on. I was no longer afraid to be seen and went ashore. Three piles of clothes lay on the grass. I leaned over and picked up black panties from one pile. A narrow strip of lace material. Why did I do this? I do not know. Whether I wanted to joke, or express my sexual admiration. With a trophy in my hands, I came home and when I got into bed I put them under my pillow. At night I took out my panties several times, pressed them to my face and imagined that I was not touching them, but the place of the beautiful body that they covered. From the fabric came a faint delicate fragrance of gentle perfume. He aroused and reassured at the same time. With panties on the pillow, I fell asleep.