- Well. Toast is good. Only, Sash (I went limp: for the first time in that time that I knew each other, she addressed me exactly that way) ... Only, Sash, you know, I hate that you consider me an old woman ...
- Elena Pavlovna ... - I threw up.
- Exactly ... Therefore, the toast will be different. Do you know anything about brotherhood?
I refused to believe what I heard.
“Or did I not deserve such gratitude?” So that a colleague would consider me younger than my years, call me by name ...
- You order, Elena Pavlovna ...
- That's it: “order” ... And as a scientist you begin to repeat the ass. And this should come from you, go from the heart ... Well?
All my troubles, when they were resolved, long gone to the background, forgotten. At the first was only she, Lena. The most beautiful of women. About which I dreamed of an impracticable year. Because of which I broke several pillows with my teeth ... And which now sits two steps away from me and offers to do something that I would never dare to even suggest

“Co-nech ... h-no,” I let go of the cock. He cleared his throat, - Of course, Elena Pavlovna
“Well, again,” she frowned. - Let's quickly complete this formality.
I somehow awkwardly stuck my hand under hers. By chance not

specifically, hitting her chest again ... And here ... or did it seem to me? Lena answered my hand, as it were, by moving herself towards ...
The champagne went bad: effervescent, sweet ... Vodka in the past two days was much nicer.
- Well? - Lena's voice brought me to reality
I, still not believing in the reality of what was happening, touched my lips to her lips. Carefully, afraid to go beyond what is permitted by me.
She had awesome lipstick. In terms of smell and taste. She was just crazy.
“A husband who earns such awesome money may allow his wife to have good makeup,” seditious thoughts stirred in his head. This I, apparently, was jealous. And I was like a fool.
However, why, how? Just say, fool. If anything, it was he, her husband, of the two of us who had the full right to fill my face. But these thoughts came to me later. When I thought of them. And then ...

... the incredible happened. Dense, delicious, plump, compressed, charming, which could only admire at a distance, lips suddenly opened, letting me in them. I was attacked by an incomprehensible shiver. Shivering excitement. I just put my arm around Lena and pulled me to him. And almost immediately I felt her tongue starting to get acquainted with mine. Play with him to catch up, stop, slightly touching, and again start up a charming game in which men and women play from the creation of Eden ...
It was like an obsession ... Who among us, finally, broke away from each other, I will not say I do not remember. Don't ask me about it.
Then, breathing noisily, we talked for a few minutes only with a look: I understood perfectly well what her eyes were saying. And he answered them the same.
Lenka relaxed, her eyes went out a little
- Well, all the same Elena Pavlovna? - she broke the first silence.
- No ... Lena.
“Good,” she said. - The progress is obvious ... Sash. Pour me some more wine.

She drank her glass - cut glass. I put it aside and stretched out like a cat, stretching up my arms, slightly spreading them apart.

I froze. Even in the light of the nightlight, with this stinging, her blouse almost burst. Well, in any case, the two buttons on it that were not buttoned up were ready for surrender.
Lena caught my eye, frankly smiled. But stopped exercise.
“I'm tired ... I'm very tired today,” she said languidly. And added mockingly, - not everyone has the same weekend. How are you, let's say ...

I got it.
- Sorry ... Sorry, Elena Pavel ... Sorry, Lena, brotherhood
Brudershaft, although it was very cool, but somehow all this was not given to me right away. - Of course, you ... you need to rest. And the time is already the second hour.
I got up ... And then immediately almost sat down.Slammed literally ass in a chair, hearing:
- You know, Sash, I would drink some coffee ...
I was bored. Usually on business trips he took with him both coffee and a kettle. This time the charges were chaotic. Well, you know ... Where can I get it at this time (I remind you that it was a completely different time: mid-80s. Soon soap, tobacco and other necessary things will disappear from the store shelves. And coffee. Even at night. It’s it was almost impossible for the average statistical citizen of the USSR, if he was not at home, and he had no stocks at home.)

- Ask the duty officer ... And while I take a shower. No, really, very tired for that day.
I left the room. The person on duty on the floor was dozing, with her head on the table. It was already awakened ... And then it burned. Okay: there is coffee, champagne, we'll have some more ... But after all, at 10 am I have 100 lines to send to the number. And even though the notebook is full, one must at least somehow put the word to the word. But at this time it is necessary and at least a little light head ... I did not know what to do and relied on the conduct.
The dozing attendant sneezed loudly and lifted her head. Seeing me frozen, startled
- Oh, God ... hang around here at night ... What do you want?
“Excuse me, can I have some coffee?”
- From what number?

- 415th ..
- And in 417, not your friend?
- Well, as a friend, colleague ...
- Yeah. Colleague, it means ... That's what, "cripple", take a teapot, and that's coffee in packets to you. And don't hang around here anymore ...
I put my hand in my trouser pocket, but there I felt only a trifle
- Go, go, - the duty officer yawned widely, - already paid for everything ...
I shrugged my shoulders, but I still took the coppers from my pocket and dumped them in front of the attendant on the table. She looked at me like an idiot, but she did not argue. She opened the top drawer of the table and, without counting, swiped the coins into it.
In the Lenkin room the shower was noisy. I stood in the middle of the room, looking around. Before that - the number, as a number, is no different from mine. But then I discovered that there is still a difference. In my - bed was just leaning against the wall. And in this there was some design solution. One of the walls seemed to be absent, went to the length of the bed, creating a niche for it. And above it hung a cloth, as in the kitty for the kitchen "Cat's House".

The noise in the soul of the verse
- Sash, I will leave now ... Are you here?
- Here. Coffee will be ready in a minute, - and plugged the plug from the kettle into the outlet.
- That's great.
The teapot began to let in steam when the door opened and Lenka came out ... If I had ever told me that I would see her at home one day, I would have just laughed in my face And now ...
She was in a bathrobe, slapping. The completion of the "shower" ensemble - a turban on the head of a towel.
- What, I do not like this?

She sat down in a chair, now and then tweaking the robe on her chest. And they did not obey her, constantly going to the sides. And just as I did not look away, I still saw everything that was hidden behind them. Not all, of course. But there was a lot, and most of the time, he didn’t try not to look, yet he fixed
Lenka thanked me with a nod when she handed her a cup of coffee.
For a while we were silent. In any case, I didn’t want to shine with poems (believe me, he knew them nemerinally, even from entering the faculty). I understood - any word I say now will not be just a banality - vulgarity. Because silent. He drank coffee, dragged on a cigarette and ... was silent.
- You are well silent, - Lenka suddenly said ... - Maybe you can do something else, is also good?

Right now I must be especially careful in words. This is not a passing exam. It is a little more difficult than the exam, even for "Polytec". And even socialism is a political economy. This exam is much more difficult.
- I don’t know everything so much ... But under the strict guidance I train well ...
Lenkin said to me: "You gave the correct answer to the first question of the ticket."
- And who is the teacher? - She asked and laid foot for foot.
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