But after a while they got hot again, and they asked to turn it back on. It was inconvenient to set automatic mode, because the temperature sensor was located in the corridor, shared, and the air conditioner itself worked in each room separately, this allowed it to maintain the optimal temperature, average at night, so that it did not wake up with its sound and allowed him and the neighbors to sleep normally, because the remote unit worked quite noisily, and he was always going to change it, call the master, but he didn't get around to it.

– Let's go to the gym, it's bigger, and the temperature is smoother there. No need to twitch from the heat, then from the cold.

– Lead the way.

Then Maxim thought he heard one of them say, "Enter us," but then he thought it was too explicit and forced himself to change his mind about the opposite.

They sat down on the sofa, Maxim sat on the chair opposite.

– Maxim, aren't you feeling hot?

– I'm going to change into some light clothes, but I don't have anything for you, so you'll either have to wear dresses or -"

– We'll be in our dresses for now, – Tanya said with a smile.

– Maybe some music? – Maria asked.

– Yes, I suppose so.

He got up and turned on the music, then went into the other room to change into his light clothes.

When he came back, he was wearing shorts that were too big for his underpants, too small for him, and looked more like boxer shorts.

– Nice shorts, you can dance like a striptease, "said" modest " Maria, seeing his genitals folded in one big bag in the front pocket of his shorts.

– They're obviously too small for you," Tanya said calmly.

– I agree, but while I'm not filming, you're not going to rape me, are you?

– Let's look at your behavior, you generally cause us tension.

– Pleasant, I hope.

– It depends on how you look at it, – and, straightening and lifting the hem of her skirt higher, Tatiana moved to the sofa.

Maxim brought drinks, juice, mineral water, whatever anyone wanted. They sat in silence for another five minutes. Maxim felt that the conversation had reached a dead end, and he couldn't think of anything to release the girls for further actions, and how to do it tactfully, without violence, but he himself was being modest and almost swallowed his tongue, and he felt that the evening was failing.