She still worked at the hair salon. But only customer relationships have changed. They always came the same. With many of them she had short and long novels. But now they only shamefully greeted, maximum - brought sweets for the holidays. As if she was a leper after the incident with Vitalik. Although yes, of course, the city is small, everyone knows each other, and no one wants extra conversations. Acne generally had to leave for Sakhalin. They say it works in a coal mine.

Recently, she became friends with Liza, her successor, and often pour out her anguish over a bottle of semi-sweet.

- Lizka, and Liz! Can you hear me? Well, tell me ... what do these guys want? Well, what am I - scary there or sick ... What the hell? - She carefully uncorked the third bottle on the bank of Likhoborka. The river made a bend at this place, and in the summer, where the spring was full of water, there remained floodplain meadows, where invariably every summer, half a city was chosen for kebabs and for “just drink-snack”. This time the girls settled on an elevation, under a willow curve. The coast here was abruptly cut off, and in the water, plots of land freshly conquered by the river were leaving. Last year there were two more willows here, they grew so well that some, especially nimble, used the closest to the water instead of the springboard. This year, they apparently blew in the spring.

- You need to get married, of course. Then stop torment.

- Am I not married?

- Who is married? For Epifanov? Just stamped in the passport did not put a divorce! He is on his own, you on his own. Without a peasant you feel bad, without a real dog, that's what!

- Without a dog? And what can and stala! So sometimes the house alone is sick that I want to howl like a dog! Do you remember, Fedorovna had a healthy dog? Is he still your sausages raw right in the package swallowed?

- Well?

- Listen, he had such an erection between her legs dangling, I already flowed, as I imagined ...

- Oh you, fool! Let me better give you some more ...

“Liz, have you seen what a fashionable glass I have?” Chick, and figured out! Did you watch a new movie with Kuravlev? Well, there, when he stood with the wire? There, this, one woman tells him ... "I, she says, do not like men who always go with their folding glass" Well, in general, you are drunkards. And I have just such a cup! Do you love drunkards, Liz? Well, come here, I'll kiss you!

- What are you, stupid, or something, you climb to me? Suddenly, who will see? We are not at home!

- Oh, Liz, how bad it is without a peasant! Okay, there is no one!

- I say, let go! - Lisa jerked, released from the drunken embrace of her friend, accidentally kicked a bottle with her foot. She fell down and rolled down the slope, plunged straight into the river. On the water, at first slightly, and then brown divorces crawled more and more clearly.

- Oh, look, the river seems to be wounded!

- Lisa-Lisa ... We ourselves are like wounded rivers ...

She picked up an abandoned shawl and, without looking at her friend, walked to the forest.

He met her by chance. And she realized that without him she would be completely ill. Of course, nobody understood her. Not a friend, not even Lizka. They sighed, twisted a finger at the temple ... Why did he need her like that? Neither talk nor drink.

But when night fell, all her doubts disappeared. He was good in every way. As with him, she had never kissed anyone before. It would seem that the simple thing is a kiss. But all her former men tried not to dwell on him. Businessly and energetically freed her body from clothes, placed in a horizontal position, thrust in front or behind, and there is someone who, on what imagination was enough.

It is quite another matter with him. She remembered his long sharp tongue in all sensations. She played with him, she wanted him, she loved him ... This language gave her other, quite unknown impressions. Yes, she tried it with Lizka. But either Lizka was not diligent and cared only about her feelings, or she herself did not get a full buzz with a woman ... In general, she really understood her happiness only when the long language of her friend got to the lascivious tubercle. At that moment, the world for her crumbled into thousands of colorful rainbows, a warm gust of wind caught her with his strong hands and flung it against a dazzling blue sky. She exploded micro and mega orgasms. And he carefully, without missing a single centimeter, licked it from the clitoris to the anus, at times slightly delving into a warm oozing hole, as if plotting a way for the most important thing.

No one understood her simple earthly happiness. Stupid! If only they could be shown what she put up with the mockery of her friends!

When he, having carefully prepared her, at last entered, she had no strength left for this unequal love duel. All convulsive movements were behind, all shouts were splashed out to the delight of neighbors behind thin walls. He filled it with all his powerful body. She just accepted him, flowed towards him with a wounded river ...

When Vitaly read this letter, he did not even understand at first how to relate to the read. Maybe it was a mockery of him or a friendly joke? But I realized one thing for myself exactly ... you definitely need to go to your hometown for at least a few days during your future vacation, to see for yourself what is really going on.

Something stupid was happening in his life. There was family, work ... Foolish, of course, work, but still ... And now? No, the money went even several times more than at home. Freedom appeared, however, carried away a lot of money for the village girls. This is nothing, but it will be something to remember in old age. But she constantly tormented his soul with some kind of disorder, it was restless. Children far away, do not hate to see them. And here their mother will not let go, of course. And there she is. As you remember, cats scratch themselves. And then there's a letter from Sanka ... Maybe he writes the truth?

He did not collect large suitcases on the road. Pulled lightly - the most necessary and gifts to children from the generous Sakhalin land. Well, not the same Marinka bastard, not to give the kids to see!

I decided to save on the plane. Safer by train, I thought.

He moved to the mainland, waited a couple of hours at the station, had a snack in the dining room with wrinkled sausages. The car delighted him with unexpected coolness. He was new, and still smelled of his novelty. “It's great!” Thought Vitalik.

In the compartment until the departure no one went. He had already thought that he would have to go alone, he began to change into home pants. The train had already made the first jogging movement, when the door swung wide open, and two breathless girl faces appeared in the doorway.

- Oh, uncle, hello! We did not interfere? - rattled the girl with a round face, as if circled with his compass. I entered, without waiting for an answer, threw a suitcase on the top shelf. Her friend squeezed behind her in silence, probably believing that everything had already been said for her.

- Hello, young people! How can you stop it?

“Well, I don’t know, there ... Maybe you’re embarrassed ...” the chubby chuckled, trying to nudge her friend in solidarity. She was still silent.

- Ol, well why are you so gloomy? How are you going to the wake!

- And you, by the way, girls, where are you going? - Acne asked a question and smiled at him. The question turned out somehow old-fashioned folded. That, in general, was explicable ... in comparison with his fellow traveler's youth, Vitaly felt like an old man with wise life experience. Chubby caught his wave ...

- In Nefteobinsk, grandfather. On the operators in college to study! - she again laughed, rejoicing in the resulting joke.

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