the French, you do not have the shocking swagger of Americans, there is no cultural courtesy of the Swiss and the servile flattery of the Arabs. Salina sat so close to me that I could feel the small trembling of her legs. Staring thoughtfully into space, she was silent. - Why do you torture yourself with such ridiculous thoughts? I asked her, somehow unconsciously lowering my hand on her knee. She shuddered, as if under an electric shock, looked at me, moved away. - Go to the living room. I want to be alone, and, as if apologizing, added, “I am very sick of boredom, and you are an inappropriate medicine for me.” Go, and if Karl hasn't left yet, whisper to him to come here. I wanted to beat her, knead like a dough, I was choked with rabies. My vanity was crushed by her sharp graceful heel, and this required vengeance. I restrained my outburst of rage, sluggishly shook her cold hand and went out. Passing through the door, I quietly pushed the curtain at the window so that a fairly decent gap formed. I did not go to the house, but hid in the nearest bush. A minute later, making sure that they were not following me, I walked over to the gazebo and found my crack. In the twilight, I could barely make out the figure of Salina. She sat in the same place and in the same position. A minute passed, two, three. She looked impatiently at the clock, then walked around the room almost to the door and returned to the mirror. Then she began to collect magazines, looking at some of them for a long time. Putting the magazines in place in the closet, she looked at her watch and began to pace the room. Looking at the door, she suddenly stopped, thought for a moment, and began to undress. She took off her dress and remained only in very small panties, which covered the lower abdomen with a shiny ribbon, she began to gently rub her bare breasts, lovingly looking at herself in the mirror. Having finished with the massage, she took off her shoes and stockings and climbed onto the sofa. Long fit, choosing a pose and finally subsided. “She's waiting for Karl so much,” a thought flashed through me, which made me uneasy. “I’m bad medicine for her, what did she mean by that?” I stood in confusion, not knowing what to do. Calling Karl did not allow pride, and now I did not dare return to her. A nervous shiver pounded me and my heart sank unpleasantly. To calm down, I decided to walk along the avenue and smoke a cigarette. When I approached the arbor again, it was dark. I was scared, and suddenly she was gone. And now I had no opportunity to see her. But I immediately realized that she could not go unnoticed by me, since I was walking along the path that led to the house. I decided to go in to her and say that Karl had left, and then come what may. The darkness gave me courage. As soon as I entered, Salina, obviously, turned to the door, the springs melodiously rang under it. - Who is it? She asked in a whisper. I was silent. Raging heart beat shuddered me like a gust of aspen. Judging by the tacit response, already louder and with a mock Salina said: - This is again you? - Yes I. - Why did you come? I did not invite you. - I came to say that Karl left. - Yes! Have you guessed to ask the receptionist when this terrible event happened? “No, I didn’t ask anyone about anything,” I replied, pissed off with her tone, “In general, I’m not a messenger, if you need Karl, go and look for him yourself. I wanted to leave now, but for some reason I was late. - You are very angry, my request? - she asked more friendly. “I didn’t think that I’m going to hurt you.” Excuse me, I called Carl and he was really going to leave. He has very important matters, but he said that he did not see you, although my conversation took place seven minutes after you left. I decided that you lost your way in the garden. You now excuse me, I want to sleep. This is the only opportunity to pass the boring night. Good night. Under it springs again rang and everything calmed down.I stood dazed and crushed, not knowing what to do. I could not leave her, as if I was chained to her with an invisible chain. In my mind, I began to insult her with square curses, trying to force myself to hate her, but in vain. I only understood more clearly that I loved her with that crazy love that is born instantly and torments a person all his life. Ding-ding-ding - the clock on the pier glass rang. Three in the morning. I stood in morose stupor and gloomily wondered what to do? A thought flashed to rush to her and beg for forgiveness so that she would allow her to be with her so that I could see her. Now even her mockery seemed small to me compared to this dismissive silence. Contemplation of her slender, fresh body gave me almost carnal pleasure. ABOUT! To at least look at her! I wanted to rush to the torch, turn on the light, look at it and run. I do not know how long I stood in this inky silence, delving into my thoughts. Salina showed no attention to me, as if I was not. I sighed heavily. - Is it still you? She asked. I did not answer. - Do you want me to guard? No worries. I am not afraid of anyone, but I do not hold eunuchs, because I hate chastity. Damn you! She suddenly shouted. “Do you either get out of here, or turn on the light and sit down and stand like a pillar in the middle of the room?” This shout brought me out of an agonizing stupor. I went to the torch, groped for the switch cord and turned on the light. Salina was sitting on the couch, knees tucked up to her chin and staring at me with a wild, angry look. - Throw me a bathrobe, it lies on the closet. Now turn your back, I'll get dressed. In a silk scarf robe, she looked slimmer and thinner. “Give me a cigarette,” she said, sitting down on the ottoman. Paused. Only now I heard the ringing ticking of the clock, which I had not noticed before. The arrows showed 3 hours 35 minutes. - What are we going to do? She asked. There is nothing to talk to you about, but more ... - Shut up, - I asked, - let me see you. She was very surprised, but was silent, turned offended. - God, how wonderful you are! - the exclamation involuntarily escaped from me. - What fairy tale, what wizard has you got and presented to people? She smiled and bowed her head, looking at me coquettishly from under her eyelashes. The gown on her chest opened slightly and I could see the lush roundness of the marble white chest. I took my breath away and words stuck in my throat. - Why are you silent? Speak Speak ... I like it a lot. - What to say? - I continued, with her eyes. Is it possible to put into words the charm that you radiate, which heats, burns and blinds everything around? She noticed that I was looking at her chest, but did not slam the gate of her robe, but only closed my eyes and lowered my hands, which made him open more, exposing a white strip of the stomach with a dark hollow on the navel. I could not stand it and, abruptly jumping up from the pouffe, I pressed my lips to her semi-bare chest. She screamed and pushed me away, swiftly bounced aside. - Do not! She whispered. - Do not! There was no anger, no reproach, no supplication in this exclamation. And I realized that it burns with the same desire that I did. In some wild frenzy, not realizing what I was doing, what I was saying, I stretched both hands to her and whispered: - Well, show me her and I will not touch her, I will only look. Throw me this sop. I beg you! Her eyes lit up, the beautiful wings of a straight nose fluttered and narrowed, she let out a quiet, drawn-out moan and as if against her will, hypnotized, pushed the robe apart. Both hemispheres of her breasts, gleaming brightly with whiteness, with small and dark nipples, swayed and froze, invitingly exposed to me. Sweet languor loosened my legs and I almost fell. Convulsions shuddered the body. “Salina, honey, I love you,” I whispered, never taking my eyes off her. - Speak, speak, do not shut up! - gasping, she whispered and closed her eyelashes ... Read more →