- Do not be offended, I need another person. I know that ... But, will you keep your word?

I was completely worn out at night, by Zheka, by incomprehensibilities arising from each other: he nodded silently, apparently agreeing at that moment.
“Good,” Zheka said. - Then my word will be like that. After you marry, the wedding night will not be with your wife, but with me.

- What?
- Swear!
A very sexy dawn crept into the windows, which simply demanded that Zhek be thrown on his back. What I did. And having entered it, he whispered hot in his ear:
- I swear!

... If someone thinks that studying at the Faculty of Humanities, it’s, like, not passing materials — I’ll spit in his eyes. You can immediately determine the difference between the Old Russian and Old Slavonic? What is the difference between metax and metonymy? And how to take petit and nonparille with a strokomer? I'm not saying that I was terribly lucky: during my studies, L. I. Brezhnev broke out with the genius works “Little Land”, “Revival”, “Tselina” ... In almost all subjects, the third question was the question of these works. So each of them I knew almost by heart.
As a result, broke down and went to the evening. In one lucky - with the health of shitty, with lungs, in the army did not take. For three more years he worked during the day, in the evenings he “earned” a float on Mokhovaya ... Honestly, in the fifth year of thought there were thoughts: to drop it all to ...

But here it is. Protection. Graduation from Yassen Nikolayevich Zasursky himself ... All this six-year nightmare is behind ... And what is to come? Ahead is what I wanted. So it came "this happy ahead." Well, if the week is at home. The rest of the month - business trips ...

Mother, when I was already under 29, somehow began to hint to me about something. Dad, deceased now, so he and with might and main openly the text of the wings: son, and why are you, like not a man? Those cho woman is not needed?
I did not grieve them because I experienced problems with my work, especially on business trips ... But honestly, I thought: life goes on ...
I will not go into what and how, yes, I met a man - not a woman - namely, a man (she is finite. Now is the time to clarify everything, but God forbid, what do you think), and understood, I am ready to live with her all that God has granted me. Until the end.

We celebrated the wedding in Belgrade (this is opposite to Mead. Strange, the restaurant and hotel were renamed: apparently Belgrade “annoyed” Mead with something)
What to talk about this event. It was noisy. It was fun. There was a lot of music. The wines. Bitter shouted to us. It was all over. A waiter approached me:
- You are asked to phone?
- What?
- To the phone you are asked to invite ...
- You are not mistaken?
- Alexander?
- Yes..
- So, it was you ... And they said: Alexander, the groom ...
I shrugged, smiled at my wife, said that now (at that time there were no “cellular” and radio telephones - everything is just on the wire). I went down to the first floor, picked up the phone. Music resounded hollowly above ...
- I didn't forget my oath? The tube said to me.

At first I did not understand anything ... And then it began to pinch the earlobes and on ... above
- Why are you keeping silent?
- I-aa ..., - I croaked into the phone and coughed
- Do you remember your word?
- Zheka, but this is wrong ... Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow ...
- You gave the word: first wedding night with me ... Or you do not otvevesh for your word?
- But how am I ...?
- And I do not care ... Remember the address.

I was stupidly looking at the phone where the short beeps came from ..
Something needs to be addressed. Now. Urgently.
It's good that I chose this profession after all ... Including, I already had connections with the security forces.
Half an hour later, the hotel was surrounded by reinforced police squads. Our noisy wedding was seated in cars. Serge, a police lieutenant colonel, calmed my constricted,

- Do not worry so, you knew whom you were getting married. That there are five hours - you have a whole life ahead of you! And now we really need it (without explaining diplomatically, they needed me for the fig)
When we were alone, I firmly squeezed Seguin’s hand.
“Well, you are a pretzel,” he said to me. - Do you even realize that it will cost you?
“I know,” I said. - A cognac box. Good
He shook his head.
“You will tell me everything later.” In paints. Every minute ...
... Half an hour later, growling like a beast, I tore off a robe, tights, and pants from Zheki ... I torn them. He crumpled Zhek in his arms ... and hissed in her ear:
- Well, you bastard, Zheka ...
In the last five hours that we were together in our life, our wide bed in half a room was terribly narrow for us ...

P. S.

Instead of an afterword. And what do you want? Card debt, as they say, is holy. My debt was much more than card debt. I returned it. That’s all.