YURI

It was gentle July rain. I walked through the deserted Broadway. My road led me home ... In a lonely, bachelor apartment, no one waited for me. Recently, I quarreled with my former passion. It turned out that she needed only my money, not me. And I, dummy, did not immediately notice! How? Does it matter.

Rare lonely passers-by came across on my way. They were all with umbrellas. And my lay in the dryness and warmth in the back bag. No, this is not because I did not want to wet it. This is because I wanted to get wet. Drip with wet. I reveled in self-pity. This was some kind of masochism ...

Suddenly I saw a girl at the bus stop. She, too, was without an umbrella and was probably very wet. She cried. Even the rain could not hide her tears on a pretty face, which I immediately recognized, trying to remember where and when I saw him. Quickly taking out an umbrella and opening it, I approached the stranger and covered it from weather with a cloth dome.

- What are you doing? - glancing at me, she was surprised, - Why are you ...

- My name is, Yuri, - I said, - I see something happened to you. I am afraid that you will be sick and sick.

- Anna, - the stranger stretched out her hand, - Ah, now it doesn't matter anymore ... He left me ...

Suddenly she was silent, ashamed of her frankness in front of a stranger ... As if a flash lit up my brain. I remembered where I saw her ...

ANNA

When he grew up in front of me with his umbrella, it was so unexpected. I was wet, but now I didn’t care. I just wanted to cry, I felt that everything was falling apart. And suddenly his umbrella and eyes ... Brown eyes looked so sympathetically, as if he felt my pain. Do I really look so sorry? Why did I confess this problem? Stupid ... To say this to the first comer! And not just say, but lie, invent something that did not happen to me! But on the other hand, this is the first thing that came to my mind. Well, in fact, did not tell him the truth ?! But his face seemed very kind to me. And then, the stranger never opened an umbrella over me. I generally used to take care of myself. And now she was standing, sniffing and ... did not know what I should do.

But he suddenly took out a handkerchief and handed it to me:

“Here, take it,” he smiled as if we had known each other for a hundred years.

And I suddenly felt that I no longer want to cry. Taking a handkerchief, I smiled, wiped away tears, and said, looking into his attracting eyes:

- Thank...

YURI

In my bag there is nothing else. Even a pack of Chinese, handkerchiefs. He took out one of them, handed it to Anna. I wanted to help her even that. I understood - or it seemed to me that I understood - what she felt. We were probably made by the same misfortune. She was abandoned, and I was lonely too. However, I understood that the reason for her tears was rather different. But that didn't matter.

The girl stopped crying. A soft smile transformed her face. Already not crying attractive face seemed to me even beautiful. However, her pallor bothered me.

“Thank you, Yuri,” she said, looking me straight in the eyes.

Confident of the refusal, I still suggested:

- You know, Anya, I live in that house. Come to me, I will give you hot tea with lemon. Your clothes need to be dried. And then we call you a taxi. No, please don't think anything like that. I'm just worried you'll catch a cold.

ANNA

He said it so embarrassedly and at the same time persistently. I did not want to object. Frankly, I did not think at that time that I should not accept his offer. I was wet, I was cold, my head ached and I was dizzy, and I really wanted tea. In general, that day I did not differ in sanity. And the stranger acted strangely at me. Deaf low voice soothed. I was not at all afraid of him. Having smiled again, I answered:

- Good...

He took my hand and, continuing to hold an umbrella over me, led me towards the high-rise building. I do not remember how I ended up in his apartment. The dark narrow corridor had a sobering effect on me, I rushed to the door, but I would stumble and fall if he had not caught me. And then I burst into tears, having buried him in the shoulder.

“I ... please, I need to leave ...” I muttered.

Yes, my mind ordered to run. But my feelings ... My body decided for me. My hands on my shoulders warmed me. And then I just did not have enough heat. And it was also important for me to stay here. This was my only chance. Did I realize at that moment that I simply openly cling to this stranger named Yuri? Probably not, I did not understand what my body was doing.

“What can I do to stop you crying?” He asked in a hoarse whisper.

And I, without thinking, blurted out:

- Kiss me ...

He clutched my face with his hands and looked carefully into my eyes. Probably, I decided whether I was joking. My heart sank, tears froze on my eyelashes, it seemed to me that even my breath stopped.

And suddenly he kissed me. Rather, at first he simply touched my lips, as if he was afraid to scare away a butterfly sitting on a flower. It seems I burst out a sigh. I opened my closed lips, allowing him to act bolder.

And as soon as his tongue was in my mouth, I finally went on about my feelings. He gently, with soft movements, explored my mouth, as if he were meeting me. It caused strange feelings. My first kiss with a stranger turned out to be beautiful, he turned me on, causing pulling sensations in the lower abdomen, made me forget about my tears. I suddenly felt that the bra was tight. And I also wanted to touch the skin of this man. My fingers penetrated between the buttons of his shirt and slid across his chest.

YURI

She agreed! Taking Anna by the arm, led her to his entrance. The key has not been removed from his pocket for a long time. Finally, opening the door, he made an inviting gesture: “Please.” The woman was in some kind of prostration. She seemed not to see or hear anything. Gently touched her. Here is my floor. Without saying anything, she dutifully walked into the corridor. I had to almost keep her as a little child. Suddenly, as if the veil fell from her face. The look became more meaningful, frightened of something, she rushed to the door. Immediately stumbled. The whole farce of what was happening was that I helped her take off one of his sandals, and the second managed only to unbutton the strap.

Frankly, I was afraid that she would fall and strike. I saved her from falling, literally catching. Turning to face him, he held her shoulders gently and carefully, yet he was a little afraid that she would try again to escape. Tenderly stroking Anna's shoulder, he tried to calm her down. And she suddenly burst into tears:

- Yuri, I'm sorry, but please ... I better go ...

- Anya, what can I do to stop you from crying? I whispered softly.

“Kiss me,” the girl said suddenly, and looked straight into my eyes.

Frankly, I was a little shocked by her words, but did what she asked. True, barely touching the lips, as if asking permission. Having received a silent agreement, he took Anna's face in his hands and kissed him with all the passion. She had delicious lips. Warm and soft. It was very important for me to feel the taste of her tongue, having thrust out my own, gently ran it over her lips and, as it were, knocked on the door. Fortress named Anna, opened. My tongue immediately began to explore the raspberry flavor. Excitement rolled right away, and when her fingers touched my chest, I barely restrained myself not to catch my guest in my arms and not carry him to the sofa.

It seemed to me that she was trembling. At first I decided that I was also excited, but other thoughts cooled my emerging passion. After all, she was all wet, she was wet, and in general it was not gentlemanly to take advantage of her present position. Therefore, I regretfully turned away from the sweet lips, and invited her to take a hot bath, and throw wet clothes into the washing machine.

- And I, while you warm up, ...