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I divorced my wife. The reason is banal to stupidity. While walking on the seas, she did not really keep me faithful. And at the trial she declared that she had never loved me. And she got married, because it was already time. And also a little daughter, with whom she forbade dating.
But I do not blame her. This is not condemned now. And then ... I tried to drink bitter. Tired quickly. Yes, and it is wrong to end life when you are still thirty and not.

And how can a man forget himself? Of course, only in work. Especially in a job like mine. I like a chain broke. Six years without vacation. Without hesitation, I went to flights that everyone refused. He worked in the penalty crews. And somehow it turned out by itself that I was the first to become the captain of all our graduation. Schoolmates did not envy me. When meeting in person said:
- Seryoga. What are you doing? Head folded.
My father said most of all:
“Do you know the worst thing in a war?” This is when a person loses fear. These die first.

Yes! It was time. I somehow brought my timber truck to one of the northern rivers, some thousands in the vast expanses of our Motherland. How is it, Arkady North:
- The suit is brand new and I creak with a creak to the far ... traded.
Who understood what place I was talking about, well. Who - no, it is not necessary. The area there is huge. And guarded, so-so. Because there is nowhere to run. Around the taiga and swamps impassable for thousands of kilometers. And above all this is a huge slogan, where on a red cloth in bold white letters:
- To freedom with a clear conscience!

The ship fell under the load of the forest. And there is not even a single tap. And why, when so much free labor. And they treat this labor worse than cattle. It is clear that not angels. And thieves, and murderers among them.
Guard camp authorities organized simply. On the tank, it is in the bow of the vessel and before the superstructure, it is in the stern, two chains of machine gunners are lined up. And on the deck and in the hold or foot. And there are hundreds of cons. But, after all, logs, too, must be laid on the mind, and then the ship can turn over. You want, you do not want, and the ship crew had to turn around among the cons.

No state has such an attitude towards convicts, as in Russia. At one time, Stalin gave an appropriate injection to all the people, having transplanted half the country. Not for nothing they say: "From prison and from the bag do not promise." True, I like more, as Zadornov said: “Our population is divided into three parts. The first is sitting. The second guards it. And the third one is waiting for her to be imprisoned. ” In general, we have it at the gene level. I have both my grandfather on article 58 went. One did not return. Scored to death in Yaroslavl Central.
Therefore, I did not invent anything. There should be a small digression. When I was still studying, after the fifth year, they sent me to swimming practice on one very prestigious ship, sailing abroad. And I got the boss. Our first mate. Dumb rare. It seems that he did not even know arithmetic. Well, by foolishness, I somehow hinted to him about this in a joke. He got mad scared. Still would! Some kind of jerk, however, who will have a higher education in a year, and cannot master the senior and middle-aged, tells him that. And my life turned into hell. Why? One informed denunciation, and I would fly like a traffic jam. And from the very beginning it was possible to put a fat cross on a career. But I really wanted to be a navigator. He clenched his teeth and suffered. After the watch he closed in the cabin and wept for insult and powerlessness. And then I wiped my tears and went back to the watch again. And when, finally, the practice ended, and with it this nightmare, I promised myself that if I ever commanded myself, I would never allow myself to humiliate a subordinate.

The captain in the sea power over people unlimited. He is God, the father and the most important boss. He can do absolutely anything with any of his people.And not given to him only one. It is to humiliate a person who is lower in rank. All my life I strictly adhered to this principle. It was then that I behaved with the cons. And guess.
I did not flirt with them. He did not interfere in their “concepts”, in which even now I don’t understand anything. Do not climb into the terrible disassembly going on deck. I just did my job, treating them like my own sailors.
I do not understand the prison hierarchy, but very soon I felt respect for myself. That was my name, captain. And most importantly, my people could safely work among them.

And the conditions of work were inhuman. Heat, stuffiness and clouds of mosquitoes. From dawn to dusk you need to carry and lay heavy logs, and from the vessel or foot. Around machine gunners.
But man is a living being. At least he needs to go to the toilet. For a little need else, all right. You can overboard. And in large? Imagine what it is like to expose the backside of the roof of a multistory building. On the ship is even worse. It sometimes sways sharply from loading. What did the convicts come up with. Each other holds hands, and he, having dropped his pants, hangs his bare ass through the rails. And there are hundreds of them. Board dirtied scary. Stinks unbearable. After a few days there was nothing to breathe.
And wow! A helicopter shot in the sky, and we had this in a neat suit with a tie. Directly, as from a vulgar song: “I arrived from the Central Committee, to check how ZK ...“ And those were the times. Gorbachev was then only, only climbed into the political bureau, and his portrait on the poster was still the latest painted.

And here is this capital head, and, hiding behind a handkerchief, he scolds me like a kid. And on the sides, two soldiers with machine guns are guarding his person. And so it became disgusting to me.
“Oh, you wouldn't go somewhere,” I cut him off, turned and walked away.
- Captain! Return immediately! I didn't let you go, - he squeals behind his back. And, suddenly, deathly silence. Such silence, like a shot in the head.

I froze and slowly turned around. His cons were surrounded on all sides. The soldiers scared the shutters pulled. On the tank and at the superstructure shutters zakltsali. My head led from only one thought that now can happen.
- Do not! - I shouted. Or is there something in my voice? Or facial expression? But just listen to the cons. Stopped.
Thank God! Not even an hour passed, as a helicopter again zastrekal in the sky. Flew head. I never saw him again. For myself I was not afraid. In my place another idiot then it was impossible to find. I knew that for sure.
I only told one little episode of those six years of my bachelor life. But it was just more flowers. The berries started when I was on the beach.

I rammed a female gender in a battalion, regardless of quality or quantity. And no pity at the time of the next separation. Not the slightest remorse. I don’t want to talk about moral standards at that time.
Life flew like a cannonball, which knows no barriers. Then one day, after returning from a flight, I set off on an endless journey through the maze of corridors of our huge office to sign all sorts of papers. And behind the door of the next office he immediately buried his eyes. Only these eyes! The world around us has ceased to exist.
I still can not fully remember that day. Of course, I quickly inquired. Completely prosperous family. Husband. Two small children. How are you getting up? For the past six years, I realized for the first time:
- The woman is too tough for me.

But you can't tell your heart. There is only one tried and tested method. Hide in the sea. But that time I was not destined to go on a flight.
I committed a heroic deed. Fool! After all, schoolmates warned me. And my father not without reason about the war told. Fool! Because the only reward for heroism was multiple fractures of the right leg, one of which was open.
At the hospital, the surgeon caught the laugh. I have always been lucky by merry doctors in my life. He examined me and said:
- There are two options. Cut the leg to hell on the most ...

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