When you have a choice, but you do not make it, it is a choice in itself.
(William James)

Selection Situations. Variants. We face it every day. We change our fate depending on the decision. We ourselves return our life, our future. And, if the choice still somehow depends on us, then the consequences are completely unpredictable.

It was necessary to plunge like that.

My wife drove off with her child to her parents just for two weeks and found adventures on the second day. Who found? Yes I! I forgot to introduce myself, sorry. Andrew. 27 years. Married One child in a happy marriage. A son. I have my own small business, I don’t need much money, although this is a relative concept. In general, the day before yesterday, I sent my spouse with my son to the village to visit my grandmother, and in the evening I took a beer and sat down to relax at the computer. Games, movies and stuff. However, alcohol in the blood aggressively began to hint at a lack of female attention.

Meeting website. The theme is hackneyed and banal, but effective. Registration, filling in the questionnaire. Photo ... I didn’t really want to put my photo, you never know, someone from your acquaintances will see, recognize and report to his wife. So, we find on the Internet a similar comrade and insert his physiognomy. Voila!

In principle, I am a cute guy, so that on the photo of the "twin" pretty soon made it to four mademoiselles. The couple immediately cut off, as they were looking for a husband for themselves “happily and happily”, another provided intimate services, which I, for some reason, refused. As a result, communication continued only with a certain Elena. "Hello, how are you, what are you doing, who are you looking for?" The conversation flowed about in this vein. That evening nothing interesting happened, Lena went to bed, I followed her example.

Saturday morning! What could be better? Still without this stupid hangover. Like and drank just nothing. Before lunch I ran about my business and only then ran to the site. Surprise! Lena threw off her phone number with a hint that she did not mind spending time together tonight. I called and arranged for seven with me (hmm, she is not against me right away), he noted to himself a pleasant voice. Need to urgently prepare. Shop, pharmacy, food, drink, product number two. Light marafet in the apartment. The chicken is put in the oven, the wine is in the fridge, the snacks are chopped. Damn, how fast time is running! The shower, shaved, dressed for the day. What sounds? The neighbors loudly cursed, beat the dishes, yelled and swore. I quickly called the police so that they would not kill each other. Doorbell. It's too early, just half an hour before the meeting. Or maybe not her? But then who is the wrong time? I went to the door, looked through the peephole. It becomes even more interesting. There is a girl in the corridor, and a nice girl, but this is not Lena at all. I decided not to open it, or my plans might get lost. Already started to move away from the door, I heard an angry cry:

- Open the dog, I know that you are there! How to rent an apartment for a slut, it's quick, and as for my wife to buy flowers once more, there is no money? Open, beast!

Soooo. This is probably some kind of mistake. Perhaps open the door and everything will fall into place. He reached out, silently unlocked the lock, gently pushed the door away from him.

- He was a coward, a coward and ... oh, hello ... - the girl stopped short when she saw me and fell into a stupor.

- Where's Lyosha? - she added.

- What else Lyosha? Who are you, madam? I live here so. - The situation began to amuse me.

“Lesha, my husband, I caught him yesterday on the site, in general, I'm sorry, I was mistaken,” the girl flushed and started backing towards the elevator. And then it dawned on me. But no, it can not be ...

- You, probably, Lena?

- Yes! That is, no. I am Marina, and on the Lena site, but where are you from ..., - Lena-Marina stumbled and stared at me in utter bewilderment. Everything fell into place. After 10 minutes, we laughed together in the kitchen. But it turned out to be simple - a photograph that I found at random on the Internet - Marina Aleksey’s lawful husband. She suspected her faithful on the campaigns to the left, so she created a questionnaire on a dating site and tried to get evidence in this way.Her photo turned out to be a lime too, so that her husband would not guess. Do not disappear the same purchased wine? I quickly filled a couple of glasses and in the pauses between laughter, we drank red semi-dry. Again the doorbell rings. Well, now who else brought?

“I’ll probably go, sorry again,” Marina rose from her chair and followed me to the door. Still smiling at the situation, I opened the door wide and looked at the unfamiliar man. Judging by the appearance, he was very determined, hands on his side, an evil look.

- Well, bitch, got? Said the stranger.

There was a sound of a fainted body behind me, but this was still not enough.

- Lesha? - I said, feeling very stupid.

“Lesha, Lesha,” the man said, and began to roll up his sleeves.

“You'd better call an ambulance to your wife, there is a pale one that lies there,” I nodded my head at the pale Marina, who was not very comfortably located behind me, and when she fell she probably hit her head against the cabinet.

“Yeah, right now, the call, the ambulance is now very necessary,” Aleksey said ominously, but still he pulled a cell phone out of his pocket and began dialing the number.

Your mother !!! Hen! (eroticspace.info) From the kitchen is clearly drawn smoke. Today, for dinner, I, apparently, will be embers. Ran into the kitchen, turned off the oven, opened the window to air. Wow, how much smoke, even if no one had time to call the fire. Looking out the window, I realized - we did it! Running back to the front door. The police come out of the elevator, which I also called, they see Marina lying, they immediately place Alexey and me in an uncomfortable position on the floor and snap the handcuffs. Listen to nothing, promise to understand the site. I hear the sound of a broken window from the kitchen - the firemen have already reached the stairs. Lech in a low voice said that he had already called an ambulance and they were just somewhere nearby. Indeed, I hear the sounds of an approaching siren. One of the policemen starts pulling my hand and whispering something. I listen: “Wake up, citizen! Wake up Honey, wake up. I lift my head, peering at the policeman, but he suddenly blurs, and my wife’s face focuses instead of him. "Honey, well, get up already, my son and I went to see my grandmother, take me to the door even though." Japanese god! Here's a dream. Spent his family, and his hands are shaking.
I went and took a beer, Saturday, sat down at the computer. On the very first page I stumbled upon online dating advertising. Well, I fuck you! I turned off the computer and went outside to warm my body and soothe my soul.