“You cannot enter the same waters
That rivers of life are being carried away in such a hurry.
And our time is days and years.
They rush past, crying and laughing ... ”

I walked along the avenue from the side of the institute. True, now he was called “grown-up”: a technical university ... But, after all, this does not change the essence? I deliberately did not go here in the afternoon. Huge crowds of students, scurrying from body to body, didn’t deceive a lot of cars standing or passing on some kind of incomprehensible business. But now, after nine in the evening, it was quiet here. You could easily walk without worrying that you would be taken from the sidewalk to the lawn by another group of chewing, laughing or just talking students, "flying" to do something or from something otmatsya.

Ten years, and how everything has changed, and at the same time in spirit remains unchanged. No wonder the name “Alma Mater” appeared, and it stuck in all the villages and countries. Stopping and looking back, he sat down on a bench, which, apparently, has been here since my student days. Sighing, he got up and, turning, went to the center of the city.

- No, - I thought, - time not to return! What happened was then. And now...

I did not know what was being done here now. I have not been in this city for so many years, but I remembered how it was then.

Shivering, it was cool outside, I increased my pace.

“It's time for the hotel,” I decided, and went over to the other side of the avenue to catch a taxi.

But, as always, according to the law of meanness, there were no cars. It would seem that five minutes ago they were snooping around, looking for passengers, and when they were needed, they disappeared, and everything is completely! Remembering that there is “Three in One” ahead, this is how we dubbed a certain catering enterprise. There are in the annexe: restaurant; Cafe; and the bar with the loud name Pelmenny Paradise quickly moved to the goal. There a taxi rank was still in my time, and as far as I remembered the cars waiting for customers there were not transferred.

When he reached the cafe and saw a car with checkered in the parking lot near her, he hurried to it. Literally halfway through me, a merry little group overtook me, out of several people who had fallen out of the building. The car left. I angrily shook my head, looking for another car, but to no purpose.

Spitting on everything, he stepped to the cafe door and pulled the door handle. With the melodious ringing of the Chinese bells, it opened, and I went inside. Here everything has changed even the configuration of the hall. Inhaling the warm air soaked with the smells of food, sweat and a mixture of various alcohol, went to the wardrobe and, having handed over things, stepped into the hall.

Stopping at the threshold, looked around. The people who sat at the tables ate and drank, someone laughed loudly, and there were no audible toasts. Music and couples played, or simply lonely people began to fill the dance floor. Seeing a free table, approached him and sat down. Not. The change in appearance did not affect the content. The waitress, "dissolved" in the bowels of the kitchen, in no hurry to serve the client. And only after a rather vigorous “waving” with his hand in the air, the worn out woman in a white apron with a starched cap and claims to the “upper class” took the order from me.

I must say that brandy and chocolate appeared almost instantly, but about the hot, it seems, will have to wait. He took the glass, filling it from the bottle and warming a little in his hands, drank it. Her hand automatically reached for her cigarette pocket. Having caught himself on this gesture, he laughed.

- That's it! - flashed through my head, - I left it for five years, and after the first glass, I want to smoke!

Smiling, I lazily looked around the room. Despite the change of "scenery" it was still a youth cafe. How many times have we collapsed here: after exams; sometimes just sit; more often to get acquainted with girls ... In the latter case it was called: "Pubs ... Couple to pubs ...", patter in that kind of incendiary rhythm. I smiled and looked around the room.Next to the table was a couple and, looking at each other with enthusiastic glances about something whispered. Next to the girl's hand on the table lay a lonely red rose.

Everything is clear - a date. A little further at the table, two guys sat and gazed at each of the skirts, thighs, or buttocks, covered with their trousers and falling into their sphere of attention, with the look of the “skirt hunters”. The only problem, they were already so drunk that women simply ignored their lustful views. To the right about the windows is located well "datay company." Apparently, celebrated some kind of celebration.

But further in the very corner of the hall, a woman was sitting near the window. She was alone, and my eyes seemed to stick to her. Here her hand raised her glass, raised it to her lips, sipped the drink, and slowly looked around, taking the hall with a distracted gaze. The indifferent look that ran through me made me flinch. His heart began to beat, instantly "waking up in his chest and sweeping up to his throat."

It was her! I shook my head trying to concentrate, and stared hard at her. Slightly longer hair, a bit different color ... A thin profile, an elegant nose with a crotch that I like so much, thin lips. Large and strong breasts defiantly protruded forward ... Slim waist, which I have already drawn from memory and the name ... Her name was ...

- Nina ... Sometimes Ninochka ... - as if remembering, I whispered, feeling how pleasantly this word rolls over the tongue.

We used to meet here. Not as often as I would have liked at that time, but we didn’t have “big and bright love,” as mentioned in one film. There was a passion, with elements of the game. I still do not know her name, or who she was, although I know where she lives, or rather, lived. Apparently, she was not interested in such “trifles” either. We, in general, never agreed to meet, but if we met, then ... Only here and "by chance". It was the beginning of the game: “The meeting place cannot be changed” ... Sometimes it took several evenings, while one of the partners was waiting for the other, Sometimes it was even more ... Once I waited for her to appear a month. But when we met, it came off in full!

Even at the first meeting after a stormy night, lying in an embrace, we agreed - it's just sex!

“And if I don’t show up before nine,” she whispered, stroking my hand, “you can look for another“ hen ”for the night ... - her hand slid down her stomach, slightly“ entangled ”in the pubic hair and firmly but gently seized the member, which instantly took upright position.

- Op ... pa ... - in response to the memories, I felt arousal and instant erection.

It is pleasant for both and does not bear any obligations. Plus, do not show excessive curiosity about the life of a partner. Even the fact that she was older than me was not scary. I was satisfied with this situation, and I clearly adhered to the commitments made. And so ... After so many years, I meet her at the same time and in the same place ... Our cafe! And still sitting at a separate table!

Memory obligingly laid out to me several episodes of our meetings, and this raised the “degree” in my trousers so much that I shifted, putting this “degree” in a more comfortable and non-eye-catching position.

Understanding that at least I look strange, and most likely - I got up an idiot and turned to a couple kissing at the next table:

“Sorry,” I said, drawing attention.

- What? - Suddenly, unexpectedly quickly answered the girl, turning her face to me.

- I have not been in the city for many years, although I studied here ... and now ... suddenly ... I saw a woman ... - he paused, collecting his thoughts, - with which we were close ...

- And? ... - now the guy got stuck.

- Where can I buy flowers? - nodded at the rose, lying alone on the table.

- Now? - guy's eyebrows slightly raised in a smile.

- Yes! I did not expect to meet anyone ... And they are flowers ...

- There is nowhere! You have to go to the city, you can still find there, but not here! - cut off a gentleman.

—... — I sighed heavily, glancing at the rose.

The girl smiled knowingly. She gently stroked the gentleman on the arm and, stretching, passionately whispered in his ear. Thats ...