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Wow, I was dreaming something, but if the husband is good, then why not do that and not love him completely?
“Oh, Tanya would ...” Andrew suddenly jumped up and finally woke up, “why are you, Ol, then you frighten me with your fairy tales about family happiness!” If there is money, then everything will be fine, the rest is not thought of!
- Oh, do not tell me, - Olga frowned.
Andrei stopped short, realized that he had just repeated the thought of the chairman.
- So which of you is a man? - Olya said laughing and continued the same, - well, Dryush, I, in principle, have nothing against your wedding, as they say, I don’t have to suffer, but still don’t forget my words. Okay, let's go, it's time for me to go home, escort me.
They went out into the street, it was dark, the rain seemed to die down and only drizzled a little. If someone saw them walking at such a time to the courtyards, he most likely thought that these were some fanatical lovers and that they most likely simply would not stay at home. They walked past sandboxes, slides, merry-go-rounds and other things to which our eyes are so accustomed. Finally, after going through several houses, Andrew brought the girl to her door.
- Well, bye, Ol.
- Good luck to you, and most importantly good luck! Oh, how it is useful to you, you are “good” mine!
He kissed his old acquaintance on the cheek and went home. He walked familiar courtyards, which alternated in crooked streets. Somewhere among the trees, cats were fighting, probably sharing a territory like gopniks. By the way, it should be noted that Gopnik in the area where Andrei lived was in bulk. Their district was famous for its gopnic traditions, noisy gatherings near the local kindergarten. In the middle classes, Andrew, too, was beginning to climb, but his natural lack of integrity and non-punctuality got the fraternity. They didn’t want to quarrel with him, because Andryukha liked to tweet mopeds for a cigarette, for chewing gum. Yes, and he often gave a ride on a strange for those young years motorcycle "Minsk". Andrei still has friendly relations with some of that company.
By some miracle, their court turned out to be untouched by various construction projects and alterations that have swept the city in recent years. And even against the background of flat lawns and wide sidewalks, he looked like an archaeological reserve, anyway, he did not lose his regular visitors - the local fray. The guys have matured, and instead of gopnicheskikh fees, already just got together to sit, smoke and discuss those who have already married, who have not had time, and those who have a session at the institute on the nose.
But the Khrushchev left behind, and before the eyes of the night wanderer appeared another area. High, beautiful dvenashki with clean in the dry time, sidewalks and lawns near them, here is now living technical consultant of the company "Diablo-Service" Andrei Soloviev. He dialed the code at the entrance, said just in case into the microphone, so that Ksyusha would meet him and call the elevator. He quickly arrived and took off on the seventh floor. Finally, the guy was at home.
- Are you late for something, dear, where have you been?
- Garage old sell, negotiated.
- Ok, now we will eat and sleep, tomorrow our performance on television.
Andryukha threw off his drenched clothes and sat in the kitchen alone in shorts, waiting for dinner. Ksyusha pulled a large chicken out of the microwave and, as a waitress in an expensive restaurant, effectively set it in front of a guy. He, who had time to get hungry for a difficult day, a full chase from the traffic police and emotional conversations, stubbornly devoured appetizing food.
Having sat down till you drop, Andrey barely got up from the table and walked heavily towards the huge, multi-bed. Down on her soft bed, he closed his eyes. Suddenly he felt the warm touch of a woman's hand on his face. She stroked his cheeks, drove a finger over the silent lips, as if walking along the boulevard. For a moment she disappeared, and Andrew froze in anticipation of “What, is that all?” But at that moment, a light touch of the lips made the guy calm down. Their lips met and slowly took up a kiss. Andrei did not open his eyes, but he felt that the female body was approaching him. The touch of her hips burned the guy more than the hot steel, he involuntarily began to respond to women's caresses, stroking the girl's back and hair. He could feel her lying on him, tightly clinging to the tired guy. It was getting hotter. The long flowing hair tickled Andryukhino's face, and the touch of her breasts turned her head and completely baffled. Finally, he felt that she settled next to him, but not thinking of letting him out of her embrace. Andrei opened one eye and slyly looked at the neighbor. Ksyusha literally beamed.
- Dryusha, - she whispered, - I heard somewhere that sex brings people very close.
- Oh, let's sleep, I'm tired. BUT? - Andrei did not want to make a controversy on this issue with a completely dark, in his opinion, person in this matter.
“Well, you fall asleep,” Ksenia responded with some disappointment in her voice, “but after the wedding we will have plenty of time to test my thought ...” she said as if going nowhere, falling asleep herself, “oh, soon the wedding . Although I worry so much, as if I have to go through a fire. But I'm not the Snow Maiden ... And Dryush? She said louder, wanting to hear only one word "no."
- Sleep, let you dream a good dream, where you jump through the fire, and taking off from the hell, you will find yourself in my arms, being already a wife. Good night, beauty.
Ksyusha was satisfied with this answer, she loosened her arms a little, and, closing her eyes, said all the same:
- It is terrible, but tempting ... Maybe our children will become musicians?
Andrei was asleep at that moment, and this saved the situation, otherwise there would have been a scandal, because a long time ago he had told Ole that his son would certainly be a race driver or, in extreme cases, a race driver.
Outside, the rain, apparently having waited for the young ones to plunge into the haze of their dreams, intensified again and began to lumber at the rooftops, eaves and downpipes. A desolate, monotonous night sky for two weeks, as it did not want to show us the stars, one continuous rain. As if the world then in slow motion, he drowned all life in the wet, like a mouse, city. Now he represented the continuous epicenter of the Victoria Falls, a huge open-air shower.
Andrei fell asleep, plunging into extensive thoughts and feeling the breeze near the shoulder from the bride's breath. “Oh, it's boring, something like ... Eh, Tanya would be here right now, I would have strangled her immediately in heartfelt caresses, I would have healed them all, I would not have missed anything.” Andrew liked his idea. “But she is not around, and is it worth remembering about her now? I made my choice, it is correct, because tomorrow we go to the television, and after five days there is a wedding. And that's it! And the new life will never remember the past, and there’s no need to. ”Ksyusha quietly sniffed his shoulder and probably saw the third dream. He turned his head toward the bride. She and Tanya had one similarity, they were both girls, although with a longer look, Andrei found some common features in the lines of the figure. But at the same time I still noted for myself that Ksyusha is different, she is not Tanya, and she will never be. Moreover, they cannot be compared, since Andrei did not meet Ksyusha while sitting on a motorcycle, he did not recognize her on the second night of his acquaintance, did not go with her to the river and warmed up there from the breath of his beloved, and not from the fire flame. In the morning, a smooth peep woke Andrew. Next came a neighbor on the bed and slowly rubbing her eyes, went to the bathroom. Rang ... Read more →