- Oh, dear! Is it really me? Is it really my wedding present? !! - Violetta artfully folded her hands under her bony chin and patted her cilia invitingly. Well, it was she who thought she was calling. My husband's similar gestures have long caused vomiting. But he courageously endured.

“And this stupid joke will not bother her!” He frowned. But only in thoughts! “Eight years have been married, and she is still waiting for a gift.” Idiot! ”

The bag at his feet stirred, suspiciously zaelozil. Inside, someone seemed to orient himself in space and moved briskly toward the exit from the veranda. Rudolph kicked an excessively frisky container:

- Lie down! I still did not have enough to stay without dinner.

Violet sighed loudly, resigned to the idea that her husband seemed to be not ripe for a wedding gift. Well, have to wait ...

- Who did you catch? Hope not a student? The past was so prospirivan. - A woman wrinkled from unpleasant memories long and slightly hooked nose. - Only you and Abel were satisfied - how much they saved on wine ... And even the bone broth made my head so foggy ... - Violetta smiled, remembering her adventures “under a fly” - But by the way, we also had fun, yes, dear ?

Dear twisted already quite openly. Yeah, fun. But to whom? Only she and her brother relaxed, biting their ribs in their own alcoholic juice from their heart, as the incomparable Violetta appeared in her negligee and with the idea of ​​immediately performing marital duties. They say that her husband has been skimping on what month, and she is a young woman, she needs ... And the mother here is not even a hindrance at all. It can look - it, Violetta, it even gets. And even participate can, elder brother podsobit.

Abel from the opened perspectives immediately slipped under the table and portrayed there a drunk into a zyuz. Fortunately, I didn’t have to pretend much - the condition was on the way. But he, Rudolf, barely managed to fend off his insistent wife. She was even ready to use the insensible body - her eyes were inflamed, she mumbled about some girlfriend who taught her that ... Even from the dead she would rise. And the brothers are not even dead. Oh, they certainly have. Yes, exactly, get up! Girlfriend encouraged. The main thing is that they do not really resist.

In general, somehow, then calmed down the quivering lady. Forcibly poured her a glass of alcohol in her mouth - no matter how she resisted, but she couldn’t swallow with a squeezed nose, she sulled as well. He experienced sobered from the excitement even then. Another pair of ribs had to gnaw.

By the way, the next morning Abel somehow looked dejected, quickly gathered and left. Ran away even. Rudolph then decided that he was tormented by a hangover - who knows these students, what they drink and what they interfere with. And now he doubted. Maybe Violetta, while her husband was asleep, did she set up her own experiment in raising?

The bag, meanwhile, made a new escape attempt. Rudolph kicked him harder.

- What are you, dear, what students? I am a law-abiding person - honestly bought a suicide bomber in prison. Murderer, brother poisoned for the inheritance. Young, juicy, for health watched. Even went to the fitness! Swimming was engaged! There is no fat fat, one meat. I will beat him off well now, and then you szhaty svezhatinki. BUT?!

Violetta threw up her hands in admiration. She generally believed that she had beautiful hands and never missed an opportunity to demonstrate this.

The bag dweller did not like the painted future. He howled wombfully and began to rush randomly from side to side.

- Well, you! Do not spoil our mood and appetite! “Now, in order to kick the sack, Rudolph had to chase him across the veranda.”

That same unconscious bastard! There is no way to die with dignity, calmly, on a specially spreading oilcloth. And now you have to pick out pieces of cloth from the carcass. And why are they sold in clothes? They would leave rags in prison, then give to the poor. Or even sold on the cheap. They respect propriety! And now he has an extra hassle.

Finally, having contrived, he kicked the bag especially well. The fugitive twitched and calmed down, and a red puddle began to spread on the clean, in the morning to the washed floor of Violetta. The woman gasped sadly.

- What got up? Pot drag! There are five liters of blood in it, no less. Do you like fried blood?

My wife instantly forgot about the dirt on the floor and rushed into the kitchen for a container. Fresh fried blood is a delicacy. Tomorrow it will be possible to invite girlfriends, sit and chat for refreshments. And bragging her husband boast. And then! Of these, half are not married at all. And the rest of the husbands at best, a couple of times a year, dragging home some sort of a walk around. Or a student spree. In a word, ugh, not prey.

Here Rudolph is another matter! This year, for the third time, he has gotten a little human being. And that student was the most worthless. Violetta frowned, as if in reality she felt like his guts stank of alcohol. And then she even smiled, remembering how long and thick a member was with her husband's brother. And Lenusya was right - with his tongue and lips it was quite easy to raise him to the fighting position. And then she, Violet, portrayed an Amazon riding a hot stallion. On Rudik, you can't jump like that - there are not enough legs for his immense bodies. And in bed he was completely lazy - a couple of times a year, reluctantly, cram a not very hard member into it. But it puffs as if he had not seen any harder work. Twitching from behind, clutching at her slender thighs, quickly let go, and with a sense of accomplishment, he will snatch nearby. And then she wonders - did she cease to like her, or can he nothing more?

Yes, well. But he has other advantages. But in general, we should invite Abel again. Let her work for the benefit of her brother, for family peace.

After student Rudolph still girl dragged. Young, appetizing. Fatty bit. But from her so much fat they have heated up - they still use it, the third month already. And the salt shaker still remained a keg. Well, it's for the winter, in reserve. But then her husband butchered her. Violetta just now suspected - I suppose, I didn’t want her to understand: he fucked the girl first. And only then adapted to the workpiece.

One thing is good - in the end, he tried for the family, for his beloved wife. Is it not? Eight years married, and all live in perfect harmony. Still not so they lived. Then Violetta papa would complain. And dad is no match for Rudolph - and older, and more experienced, and much stronger. Hubby himself can kill a new daughter. But she likes Rudik - handsome, calm, tolerant Violetta without complaints. And his brother is good, especially in the male part. It is necessary, it is necessary to invite him to visit. Tomorrow we will invite you.

- Dear, you need to take a good wine. Or vodka. And even better alcohol tinctures - on pepper with amanita! You go to the store, buy it. Can Abel on this occasion to call us. I'll treat the girls. Go, go. And while I'm cleaning the carcass. And I will begin to butcher. At the same time grab the salt, and then we are running out.

Rudolph went to stock up on alcohol. He approximately guessed plans of the wife, but did not intend to prevent her. Nothing, Abel is so bony just like. Will appease Violka, do not lose it from him. And the father-in-law, if the daughter is happy, and throws up money. It will be possible for both myself and Abel to buy such hunting gear! He just recently looked after the store. Rudolph smiled wistfully, exposing his impressive fangs. Some old woman darted away from him, darted to the other side of the street, almost gotten under the car. That fool is old, but who needs it! He himself is not the enemy, to violate the open law on hunting. Until the curfew from three to four nights still hoo what time.

But he no longer bared his teeth. Why do people scare? Night hunters tolerate, but do not like. One would not tolerate - such savings to the state. Convicted for any serious crime simply released into the city in the hour of hunting. And then - where the curve will take. They will be able to survive this hour, which means they are pardoned. Only almost no one survived. And death row just sell.

Remembering what dinner was waiting for him, Rudolph added a step.He licked his lips, forcing the taxi driver to press the gas at the curb. Immediately there was a blow and a heart-rending cry. From the smell of blood nostrils stirred, fangs elongated and sharpened. Rudolph added step, almost ran into the liquor store and lingered there for a long time, choosing and calming down. He wandered between the shelves filled with bottles, and a tall, heavy-looking man was reflected in the mirrored glass of the shop window. It is pretty, gray-eyed, with short cropped thick hair. And a completely deadly smile ...