eyes. Helping his hips, Ilya finished for the first time in his life in the bosom of a real girl, kissing Tonina's lips, cheeks, forehead, inhaling the girl's smell of hair ...

The door of the compartment opened when they were dressed. Ilya fastened his pants, Tonya extended her hand behind her panties. Instinctively turning away, they turned their heads on the one who had entered.

- Well, son, all the way through? - Sergey Petrovich said cheerfully and winked at Ilya.

- Yes, Dad, everything is fine - the son answered with embarrassment, looking at the floor.

Standing with his back to Sergei Petrovich, Tonya pulled on panties.

- On here, go sit in the dining car - dad handed his son two bills of a thousand rubles.

- Dad, well, I ... - Ilya mumbled, taking the money.

- Come on, come, go! - Sergey Petrovich literally pushed his son out the door.

Antonina managed to wear jeans and shoes.

- I have one sentence for you ... Antonina, yes? - Dad said, turning to Tone.

- What is another offer? - with tears in her voice said the girl, clutching her fists and turning to the man.

- Calmly, girl, calmly - Ilya's father said softly, intercepting the girl's hands, - a business proposal.

He put a thousandth note on the coupe table, thinking, he added four hundredths.

“Let me pass,” said Antonina firmly, taking a step towards the door.

- Quiet, quiet - the man said softly, taking the girl by the shoulders.

The girl collapsed in his arms. Persistently, but without aggression, Sergey Petrovich put the girl on the table with his stomach and chest, on the crumpled papers, unzipped and pulled off her jeans ...

When the man spread his hands over her buttocks and pressed the head of his dick to Tony's anus, the girl saw only a white snowstorm outside the window of the coupe and thought that even such a small good feeling she felt towards that young lad could be ruthlessly destroyed like this to shred, to kill ... When the needle was pierced by the pain, the pain seemed to recede, not reaching her dimmed consciousness, without penetrating the wall of the snowy crumb circling outside the window ...

In the narrow slit of the door, Illya saw his father’s bare hairy buttock, two pairs of legs and a piece of blond hair of a girl, a girl who to some extent became his girlfriend, and now his father, father, who up to this point took the shameless and shameless was the best father ever ...

Swallowing tears, Illya stumbled into a nearby car.

* * *

When winter came into its own, and the ground was covered with a layer of real snow, Antonina began to feel bad. Weakness, headache and nausea ...

- Well, honey, you know who the father of the child? - A thin middle-aged woman, in a white suit, looked up from the papers and looked at Tonya over her glasses.

“I, I ... yes ... I know,” answered Antonina, sitting on the couch, pulling on the jacket collar ...

- Well? - Alevtina Sergeevna asked when the girl came out of the hospital.

Silence answered her.

“Did you take the pills that I told you about?” Your documents are already in the personnel department! - shouted Alevtina after Antonina ...

- Yes, fuck it, just say it! - whispered Marya Vasilyevna, a wrinkled skinny old woman, wrapped in a tattered coat, - rides on trains, with people in a compartment tumbles. Here, just now, I saw her at the station, she jumped out of the car, she glanced at me like that - and sideways, sideways ...

Maxim's hands fell. Glancing at the windows of the second floor, he quickly walked away, throwing a bouquet of tulips into a dirty ditch as he went ...

Tonya was sitting on a chair in the room, swaying from side to side. The light did not burn. There was the sound of an opening door opening. The clock struck seven in the evening. Hasty heavy footsteps were heard, a hand groped for the light switch - it was light in the room.

- Oh, you're a creature! - the mother shouted with pain in her voice, flying into the middle of the room, - so, what courses do you take?

Passed behind the screen, on Tonina half of the room, pushed closet drawers. She came out from behind the screen, with a trembling hand pulling out a pile of large and small banknotes from an iron box.

- Hang on, you ...! - threw the girl in the face a pile of crumpled pieces of paper.

Tonya instinctively closed her eyes, money fell in a heap on her knees, some were entangled in her hair.

- Soon you will bring the vagrant? The woman screamed shrilly, with tears in her voice.

- This is for Seryozhki - barely audible, without opening her eyes, she whispered.

- We don’t need your shitty money there and we don’t need you ...! - shouted her mother, spitting in the direction of Tony.

The girl twitched, without opening her eyes, wiped a spit on her cheek with her palm.

Mother wanted to shout something else, but did not have time. Tonya jumped up from the chair and rushed into the corridor. Hastily wearing boots, flew out the door.

* * *

- speed? - Maxim asked busily.

- Sixty-five kilometers per hour! - responded cheerfully Micah, assistant driver.

- Distance to the station?

- Three kilometers!

“In a minute, give me one long warning!”

- There is!

Maxim peered into the windshield of the locomotive. Through the falling snow and darkness, in the distance, the headlights snatched a thin human figure.

- What the hell ... - Maxim said.

- Oh my God!!! Micha, tear the emergency brake, faster, your mother !!! - Maxim shouted deafeningly, pulling the handle in the brake ...

Lying bodies fell from the shelves, glasses of tea rolled on the tables, in the corridors people clung to the handrails ...

Sobbing, Antonina walked along the tracks, covering her face with tear-weathered tears. Maybe she heard the screech of metal, a loud whistle of pneumatics, and perhaps she saw a multiton hulk in an aureole of sparks, appearing through the darkness and shroud of snow. Maybe ... Tonya closed her eyes, spread her arms to the sides, she just walked, walked ... She flew.

END