(Scene from the novel “Everything is much worse”)

Forty minutes later we sat at a table in the corner of a small hall.

I hate noisy restaurants with loud music, drunk women, perpetual hubbub and a crush between tables. But those who can not dance, but selflessly dancing visitors, make a very depressing impression on me.

In short, a great restaurant is not for me. But a small cafe, a calm atmosphere, an almost total absence of visitors is just what you need. Especially if the table is in the corner, the waiter is not intrusive, the music doesn’t torment the ears, and the employees of the next store don’t celebrate the anniversary of the chief accountant - a strong yet peasant with bunches of gray hair sticking out of his ears! For a detailed conversation there is nothing better than a morning, empty, half-asleep cafe.

- Start, - I said to Lenka, - and try not to miss anything significant.

While she was telling me, I drank a few cups of coffee, a couple of glasses of dry wine, ate a salad, and once ran to the toilet.

According to her, it appeared that a few months ago, Vadim had met some crazy company that was engaged in, not Satanism, or something else in the same spirit. They staged orgies in cemeteries, smoked marijuana, applied strange tattoos on their bodies. It was then that Vadim lost interest in her as a woman. Probably, in the Satanist sect, he had plenty of sex, and, as Lenka guessed, sex was very perverted, even unhealthy.

“Here, please, in detail,” I interrupted, “why did you decide that?”

I swear, Lenka was embarrassed and blushed slightly.

“It may be unpleasant for you to hear this,” she began, “he once came drunk ... not even drunk, but probably smoked. Came with a friend or who he is there to him ...

- Well, go on, - I already approximately guessed what the story would be about.

- They were sitting in the kitchen, they were still smoking ... I don't know - I closed in the room so as not to hear their conversations.

- Well, at least heard something? What topics did they talk about?

- excerpts. They said something about the substance of evil, about the universal mentor ... and about the victims. Yes, something else about the sweet suffering, when you see how your wife beats in the arms of another ... So that stilted style.

- Clear. Well...

- Well, then they burst into the room with their eyes gone wild ...

- and?

- Vadim somehow wilted a little, and he, the second, sat on the bed ... I was lying and watching TV ... He began to say something about mutual sympathy ... I do not remember. Then Vadim got some cassette. I thought they would just look and settle down. I went to the kitchen, but this one, the second, Mikhail was his name, caught me by the hand and sat down beside me. In general, forced to watch this dirty trick.

- What was there? Porn?

- If only porn ... Porn something you can still watch, we used to look at Vadim, sometimes together, start, and then make love like mad.

- Well, what was it?

- Perversions. Rape mostly. It seemed to me that it was natural shooting, such as documentary. Well, that is, not where the artists play, but ... in a word everything actually happened. Some kind of cellars, someone being raped on dirty rags. I remember, there were still shooting some ritual, or something. Those who gathered for a long time sang, something religious, while they themselves were naked and all men. Well, then they brought a woman or girl blindfolded. Under this singing, they laid her on the floor, on some dirty mattress, and went ... by turns. When fifteen people visited her, she began to scream, to escape. She was held. Well, and then, when she was still with a dozen of her ... she had already calmed down and still lay until the very end, like a dead one. Or maybe she really died and at the end they had already raped the corpse. That was such a cassette.

- Cassette just watched? To you do not climb? - here Lenka looked at me in a strange way.

- No, no ... then they did not climb ... Vadim, really, tried to kiss, but I pushed him away.But Mikhail was just sitting nearby, just cuddling more and more ... - Lenka suddenly stopped talking.

- Well, well, and then? - I got some sort of unhealthy curiosity. I was afraid of Lenkin’s story about the terrible thing that happened and could not do without him.

- And then ... This type, Michael, said that I should definitely kiss them. It was Vadim — my husband — and him, Mikhail, since he is Vadim's friend. In general, I realized that he was there, in a sect, something like an ideologue. All theorized. And Vadim obeyed him like a boy. Even when he began ... Well, at first I struggled ... They threw me on the bed and started kissing in turns. Then Mikhail ordered Vadim to hold my hands and he obeyed. Can you imagine? The husband held his hands tightly while his companion raped her.

- But you tried to scream?

- Not...

- Why ?!

- I do not know ... I guess it was just a shame.

- But at least fought back? Tried to escape?

- Of course. But what could I do against the two stoned bugs ?!

- Well, and then?

- Well, it means that my husband held my hands, and the second began to unbutton my robe. Moreover, unzipping without haste, reptile, enjoying. Initially, he slowly opened his chest, then below ... And made Vadim suck my breast. I begged them not to do this, said that tomorrow they would be ashamed ... What is there! They, both of them already flowed. There was, really, a moment when I thought that they decided to leave me alone. When they both got up. But it turned out they just decided to undress in sync ...

- Synchronously - what is it like? In dance, or what?

- No, just together and quickly. After this film, they didn’t have the strength to endure after this film and after they had defiled my chest.

- Wait. You said that Vadim sucked your chest?

- Well, Vadim ... and then that ... do you want to tell in full detail ?!

- Yes, if it is possible, in all details ...

Lenka looked at my flushed face, listened, probably, to heavy breathing and understood my condition.

“Tell me further,” I demanded.

- As you wish ... I, of course, unpleasantly recall this, but if you ... if you ... well. In short, when they began to undress, my hope for their nobility was lost. I remember crying when Vadim leaned on me and crucified me on the bed like Jesus Christ. I cried and could not understand what he was waiting for. After all, I was naked, I was under him, he stuck his legs between my ... in a word, everything was ready ...

“Wait,” painful sweetness squeezed my throat, “are you at home, did you wear a dressing gown?” No panties?

- Of course, I always go. And your Natalia - at home goes to a bra and panties?

I began to remember how Natalya was walking at home and got a little distracted. The blood drained from her head. From another place, however, no.

- Natalia walks ... well, probably in different ways. And so, and that - I do not check.

- And you, what - never made love in the kitchen, let's say? - Lenka obviously wanted to change the subject, but some force made me demand to continue the story - to torture her and myself.

- I'll tell you about the kitchen later. For now - you. Come on - what was there next?

“Are you so interested?” Or maybe nice? Clown from this?

- Probably ... well, come on!

- Well, I am lying under him, and with disgust I am waiting for his weapon to enter me ....