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- We trained together, albeit in different pairs. I remember her every move. Allow me, Victor Sergeevich.

Polyakov suddenly realized that everything in this life is happening as it should be. And his students learned to make decisions. The coach knew that there was no chance of winning. But he was glad that this young couple could be free not only in dancing, but also in their own destiny. That is what he taught them.

- So, - announced the Poles. - Quickly warm up. Start of the contest in two hours. I still agree with the commission. It is necessary to have time to replace the qualification card.

... At the appointed time they were ready. Suddenly, before the first launch of the loudspeaker heard the announcement.

- Attention. There was a replacement in the composition of the judges. The main judge - Sergey Alekseevich Gromov fell ill ... - there were further reports of changes.

Alina digested what she heard. Announced that Gromov for reasons of health will not be judged.

When did he manage to get sick? The fact that this person would not observe and evaluate her performance seemed to have removed a heavy stone from her shoulders. She realized that their execution with Lesha could happen.

They passed one eighth and quarter finals. Their movements were light and elegant. Alina felt Lesha and knew that he was feeling her. Their couple seemed to be dancing all the time. Lyosha was absolutely not mistaken, he performed perfectly, with great inspiration, and Alina caught up with his crush. She did not notice any pain in her body after nocturnal bullying, nor fatigue. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the judges look approvingly at them in between the dances. In the semifinal, on samba, everything was fine, when suddenly Alina, unexpectedly for herself, got out of rhythm. Affected by the rape. She was beaten for a second, quickly returned to the dance, but this mistake could not remain unnoticed by the judges. The girl was ready to burst into tears, but she found the strength in herself purely to dance to the end at her level. Lesha and the mind did not file her blunder. At the end of the dance, they stood smiling to the public. The question of the passage to the finals was open. Picks up the results.

Finally, prepared to announce the finalists. Alina trembled. Their number 17 - because of her mistakes could stay behind. Only six pairs will qualify for the final.

- 14, ... 95 ... - the verdict of the main judge sounded - ... 46, ... 32, ... 38 ... and 70!

Everything. They lost. The miracle did not happen. Tears appeared in Alina’s eyes. Lesha hugged her shoulders. It seemed that the result did not matter to him. The guy leaned toward her, Alina felt his breath.

“I have to confess to you ...” he said. - ... I love you ... I understood it last night. I have never been as happy as I am with you.

Alina smiled, brushing tear drops. Did he try to console her, or did he really choose the time for a declaration of love?

- Attention! - Announcement of the judicial commission continued. - A special decision of the judges, for the demonstrated technique of execution, a couple is allowed to participate in the final competition, which took the 7th place ... Couple No. 17!

The stunning news made Alina mobilize all her forces. They missed the finals! Of the seven pairs, only one wins. She met the eyes of Polyakov, who was sitting in the stands. He was serious and cold. No emotion He was waiting for them to fight.

Alina never danced like in this final program. The last dance was a jive, requiring athletes to maximize their strength. “Gather yourself" - Alina told herself. She drew attention to Lesha. He looked beautiful, demonstrating full confidence in their class and the upcoming success. Music sounded ...

The minutes before the announcement of the results seemed to Alina as an eternity.

- ... And the winner of the contest "Autumn Star" becomes a pair number 17! - announced the voice of the judge.

"Mommy" - the girl's heart pounded rapidly, as if about to fly out of her chest. Probably, this is how happiness affects. They won!

... The couple went out to the hall, giving autographs. The pleasure of victory crowded out all the unpleasant memories. Lesha held Alina by the hand, Polyakov commented on their performance.Suddenly two uniformed officers approached them. Appealed to Lesha by last name, he confirmed his identity in response. (Especially for eroticspace.infosexitails.org) The guy looked absolutely calm.

- What's the matter? - with irritation Alina asked them. Heart unpleasantly missed, faced with a bad feeling.

The policeman did not seem to notice her question, and, turning to Lesha, sternly sounded:

- Today, at dawn, a candidate for governor, Sergey Alekseyevich Gromov, was beaten in his room. You are detained on suspicion of injuring him. Please come with us.

... Alina went to a huge suburban home. House of Sergei Gromov. Reported to the security of his person, asked to skip. The guard contacted the owner. He was at home and agreed to accept it.

She entered the large living room. Gromov was in tracksuit. There was a large bruise on his face, an eyebrow and chin plastered with plaster. It was noticeable that the main judge had got the day before.

Gromov smiled when he saw her.

- Hello, beautiful! - he greeted the girl cheerfully. - I learned that you still won the competition? Well, congratulations.

- I ask you to pick up your application, - immediately, without prefaces Alina said.

“And what will I get from you in return?” - Gromov scoffed, enjoying the situation and his power.

- Take all the money we received as a prize. Ten thousand dollars, Alina suggested, in her heart understanding the absurdity of the proposal. Gromov laughed. The millionaire did not take such ridiculous amounts.

“Girl,” he said. - Leave these pennies on prison transfers. Your boy will sit.

Alina was silent. What could she offer him more than herself? Meanness and evil owned the outside world - all that was outside the dance floor. Alina realized that only on the dance floor she felt free from all the dirt of life. But now she is outside the field.

The judge approached her closely, took him by the shoulders.

- Do you want with me yet? - mocking, as if reading her thoughts, asked Gromov. Then he added. - This kid is not worthy of you. You dance too well for him.

- That you are not worthy even his little finger! - Alina exclaimed. She broke down. The kind of self-confident bastard who controlled other people's destinies, finally brought her out of himself. - You are a scum! She cried already.

“You signed a sentence for him.” He will sit, ”Gromov announced with evil calm.

Alina suppressed tears. This time everything will be different. Without emotions and tears. Well, for the sake of the freedom of her partner, she will sleep with him.

- No, I will sit! - A voice was heard behind her.

She turned around. Polyakov entered the living room! How did he get here? How did you get past security?

“Victor Sergeevich, glad to see you,” Gromov, smiling, greeted the meter. He hid his surprise at his sudden appearance.

“I thought he killed you to death,” the coach said ironically. - And here it is - a couple of bruises. The guy put you on the spot. Yes, - continued Polyakov. Regret and annoyance sounded in his words. - How much time I spent on you. In order to now observe how you scoff at my students.

- And I? Am I not your student? - sharply asked Gromov. He looked serious, the words of the coach caused forgotten emotions in him. “You know that you raised no one better than me!”

“It was only now that I was convinced that I didn’t raise you at all,” answered Polyakov coldly.

He took Alina by the hand, and pulled her to the door. He stopped and announced to Gromov at the end:

- If tomorrow Alexey is not released, I will go to the police and make a statement that I beat you up. And Lesha seemed to take my fault. There will be a lot of noise. You, as a candidate for governor, it will spoil your nerves. Let's see if you have enough meanness to put your former coach behind the bars.

And without waiting for an answer, Polyakov and Alina came out.

- Viktor Sergeevich, - Alina asked when they were already walking down the street. - I always wanted to ask, but did not dare. Why didn't you marry my mother many years ago?

“She did not marry me,” the coach answered with a smile. “She thought I was too cool to dance.” - And added. - Do not worry, tomorrow Lesha will be released. I have him, ”he nodded toward Gromov’s house,“ I know well.

Alina and Lyosha appeared in a small dance studio. Mother - Nadezhda Alekseevna - was glad to see them. She was not surprised to see her daughter with another partner. Polyakov probably already called her.

- Mom, we won! - announced Alina, hugging her mother. - I brought money for the trip to the children.

- Thank you, my girl, but no longer needed. Leave them to yourself, you will definitely need them, ”said Nadezhda Alekseevna, and continued. - Yesterday, a representative of the Gromov Foundation, a candidate for governor, suddenly appeared and stated that the Foundation is taking on the sponsorship of our tour. Just well done, this Gromov! You know, he is a true fan of sports dance.

Alina and Lyosha were silent, not knowing how to comment on this news. Let everyone manage their actions as they can.

On the side, the children were already preparing to start training.

- Dance? - fun asked mom. - Hold a demonstration lesson for children.

She turned on the music. Lesha and Alina came to the center of the site, when suddenly one of the boys, about 14 years old, approached them.

- Allow? - He asked Lesha, and, not waiting for an answer, took Alina by the hand. - I invite you to dance.

Alina and Lyosha smiled. Without insolence, do not become a champion. The girl accepted the invitation, and they started the movement with the boy. Alina noted that the teenager is very talented. Samba rhythm filled with inspiration. Now she knew that everything, absolutely everything in her life should only make her stronger. She looked at Lesha during the turn. He, watching her, looked happy. Alina felt happy and herself. It happens when you really choose the right partner ...

17 comments
  • Leopard (a guest)
    August 6, 2013 1:53

    professional dancers rarely write ... all the more so competently ... it's nice to read ... really I'm afraid some people will think that our sport is being built on this)

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  • August 6, 2013 8:58

    Thank you, nevertheless, ballroom dancing, unfortunately, was not possible to do)

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  • August 6, 2013 17:23

    Very good)

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  • August 6, 2013 21:07

    Thank)

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  • August 7, 2013 12:01

    Beautifully written. And manly.

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  • August 7, 2013 20:19

    Thank you!)

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  • Eugene (a guest)
    August 7, 2013 15:23

    Congratulations on the TOP! You are there - by right. I read all your publications and I want to speak. After reading your story, there are conflicting feelings, and, perhaps, everything outweighs the feeling of abomination in the soul. From what? After all, everything is correctly, beautifully described. Your girls are pretty, even on the catwalk. Also talented, purposeful, etc., etc. ... And what is this bouquet for? For a brighter future? Fuck it there! - What would some crazy or goat outraged over them, trampled into the mud, or completely distorted the future! And the heroines obediently go for it, like sheep to the slaughterhouse. All this causes rejection in the soul. Is it that they were born? And on the other you have with them or how it will not work? Or did you set such a goal and explain it to the dull?! ... Well, for the rest, like a marquise, everything is fine ...

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  • August 7, 2013 20:03

    Thanks for the comments and congratulations!)
    It is a pity that you perceived the story of the heroine, to such a feeling as an abomination! But your reaction only confirms what I wrote about. I, as a novice writer, want to write about what causes a reaction in my soul. I wanted to write a story about beautiful love, as well as how defenseless Beauty can be. About the male rough desire for self-assertion and a number of things that the Reader will be able to discover here. I will not describe the whole idea of ​​the work, it will prevent readers from thinking and feeling themselves.
    I will only note that the heroines are not so obedient and defenseless, they simply choose the protection not physical or legal, but somewhat different! Perhaps stronger. The story is written about it, just worth it to understand.
    Thank you for studying creativity on this site and express your thoughts!)

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  • August 7, 2013 21:47

    You still turn to the fetishist, who seduces all the beauties to hard sex ... Gee, and do not forget to throw the exile. And I will porzhu ...

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  • Eugene (a guest)
    August 8, 2013 7:39

    Yes, they surrendered to FIG, these fetishists and other avant-garde sex! Sniff, it is, of course, not when it is a sin; but about how it is for men, I would argue. And maybe not worth it (for any stress).

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  • August 8, 2013 19:06

    Beautiful and sensual story, even wept, you undoubtedly have a talent! Thank!

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  • August 15, 2013 11:55

    Slightly cuts the rumor "s" instead of "out", yet, there are some, small things, mistakes - this is to the fact that the better the product, the more visible small flaws stick out, and the product is strong, complete! This is real literature! Perfectly disclosed types and filled with an idea that is conveyed to the reader. I really liked it!

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  • August 15, 2013 17:00

    Thanks for the comments, colleagues!)

    there is work to do ...

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  • Sergey (a guest)
    August 24, 2013 7:35

    In 90+ our sport was built on this very thing, if a girl is with principles, she has never won a prize: (

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  • August 25, 2013 18:36

    Impressive. Thanks to the author. :)

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  • Th1nk (a guest)
    April 26, 2014 9:31

    Beauty, sport, passion, honesty, spirit, and ... a bit of sex.
    Very strong story.
    How everything is harmonious, very exciting.
    You read beauty in one breath.

    Thanks for the masterpiece you created!

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  • Vlad (a guest)
    August 4, 2014 23:07

    Fine!

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