Two minutes ago, he was lying next to the girl from the bar in her apartment, pressing his lips to her hardened nipples, and now he goes to the telephone booth on the other side of the street. Just two minutes ago! And in his head, they stretched for a thousand years. He had already forgotten what had happened in that little room where she had led him, the lost sheep. “Relax,” she pleaded, “you're so sad, I want to make both of us happy.” What was he up to happiness with her? Only an instant quenching of desire, and then torments of conscience ... Like sins taken in the confessional, when a confident person is telling another that he is cleansed of sin, but they both understand that sin cannot be covered with holy water: it is deep in the person’s memory . So he had to convince himself that it would not happen again. And now, in that very room, where she not once enjoyed the freedom of love, she lies naked and cold, like steel, killed.

Lived moments are piling up and lay upon the past, layer by layer. And these two minutes separated him from the perfect horror better than many years. During these minutes he changed his mind all the thoughts that had ever occurred to him. He seemed to have taken the drug.

It was a stuffy evening. The air is so hot that it almost did not feel, it coincided with the temperature of the body and became imperceptible.

He went to the phone and dialed the number. At the other end of the wire in the Creek radio studio, the telephone rang. There was a program with the host Tonya Zarysheva.

He was cheerful and spoke in a mysterious chest voice. This was not their first telephone meeting. He had long fallen in love with her and decided that it was mutual. He considered her his. And now I decided to apologize for my treason. Just said “sorry” and ordered her favorite song.

The program ended at midnight, and then Tonya took the subway and went home. He knew that.

He sat down on a bench so that the river could be seen. He was alone in the dark. The river shone with a copper sheen. Like someone spilled liquid metal. From a distance, it seems cool, and come and touch it: you will stay with a scalded hand.

He threw his head. Above him was the sky. This miracle. This structure is unsurpassed. Humanity will never be able to touch it, as it is impossible to touch a mirage, stand on the horizon and on the rainbow. The dark sky looks so joyful and bright when the stars appear on it. Already captures the spirit of such beauty and feeling part of the world.

At exactly twelve, he got up and went down the subway. It was cooler there. He drove to the student. There she was supposed to sit down.

They were alone in the carriage. He sat down opposite and tried not to look at her.

She had a happy smile on her lips. She would have burst into laughter if she had not considered it indecent.

“He made me an offer! Now we will live together, buy a house and have a baby. ”

She was too provocatively dressed: white translucent top and tight skirt below the knees. His gaze stuck to her protruding nipples. Maybe he loved her, but now he realized that she did not love him, she did not even know who he was. Come, meet, it is not possible! If she refuses him? Thoughts calmed by the height of the sky, again rustled in his head, she aroused him, he wanted her. He did not control himself. At the bus stop, he quietly followed her upstairs, squeezed his mouth and dragged him to the coast to the beach.

He was all burning. She is in his hands, she is really him!

The girl kicked, but could not do anything, his strength seemed to have increased a hundredfold. He ripped his shirt and gagged her. Hands tied to the rack for a canopy from the sun. He spread his legs in different directions and tied to some glands. He saw nothing but her body. He tore off the topic and picked up her breasts. They were soft and elastic. He gently rotated them and touched his lips. He began to descend on wet from the stress of the stomach, cut the skirt and panties. She stayed completely naked. He was in no hurry to undress.If he undressed, he would have taken her right there, but he did not want this, he should have enjoyed her body. He touched her shoulders, her back, for these few minutes he recognized every muscle in her body. His lips penetrated the most secluded places, they traveled from the corner between the neck and shoulder to the sweet hollow between the legs. He nibbled her ear, stroked her buttocks and, finally, spread her legs wider and began to excite her with sharp kisses on the labia.

He penetrated her tongue and her groan was filled with pleasure. He was massaging her labia, kissing, sucking. He got into it with his finger and made the same movements as his member with other girls. She was gradually excited, he stuck to her nipples, they hardened. She breathed harshly and could no longer resist. He took everything off with nervous movements. His cock straightened and filled with desire. He again began to kiss her soft lips between her legs, they swelled and became more convex, the moisture washed them and his finger. He could not wait and entered her hole with his dick. He fucked her for a long time, then slowing down, then speeding up. She was exhausted, her back sagged in response to his jerking. Sperm flowed out, but he still and again moved his penis to her uterus. Her back arched up and down. He was glad that it was his caress that gave her pleasure.

She lost consciousness, but he continued to satisfy his desire.

He fell asleep on her and woke up at four in the morning. She was breathing hard, it seemed to him that she was sleeping.

He knew that he should not have done that. He gave vent to his feelings, did not control himself. And now they both will suffer. He had to save them from suffering, and he knew how. He knew from the very beginning how he would act, but he kept it from himself. He was afraid of it.

In the morning, two bodies were found on the embankment: men and women. They were dead.