attached to me, resorted immediately from the morning, grabbed my finger and pulled, they say, let's walk. When I got tired, I took her in my arms, and somehow she peed on me))) There is such a sign, if a child has pee on someone, it is considered that he will walk with him (her) at the wedding. Naturally, this omen was voiced, I was still hopeful that I would certainly be present as her uncle, and said that of course, when this wedding takes place, I guarantee my presence.

Adjacent to the same trip is a single ... not even an episode, but a frame of memories that can be called erotic. Naina nimbles with her niece on the couch, I sit in the chair and supposedly watch TV. During the fuss, the naughty little girl lifts up the hem of her home dress to her aunt, exposing her leg from her knees to her panties. It is as if a white ball lightning flashes in the room, it becomes difficult for me to breathe, I am ready for any actions for the sake of access to this snow-white thigh, ripe, inviting, unexpectedly full for the slim build of her mistress. A second or two pass, Naina quickly straightens, pulls back the hem and throws a wary glance in my direction: have I noticed anything obscene? I am neutral in a bored tone (as I hope, and not hoarse from excitement and excitement) let go of some comment about screen events. Outside - August 1991, coup, "Thanks to the party native for our three-day weekend".

The most incomprehensible thing was that Naina did not have any other guy, a more successful opponent. From her short explanations, “but why, after all, didn’t I, since you don’t have anyone?” I understood that she had some romantic love in the first years of the institute (while I served in the army), but he was a foreigner, he graduated and left without even knowing that he was Naina's lover (this is from her words; so theoretically, especially now with a significant amount of cynicism, I can assume that she even slept with him, presented her virginity, but did not enchant him so much that take it with you).

The paradox is also that in their family I was received with great affection, I was treated with great respect and sympathy by all their relatives and neighbors, including Nainu herself. To chat with me on various topics she adored: from politics to sports, from art to science. But God did not bring any hint of personal relationships, immediately shut up and leave. Somehow I was able to cause a frank conversation that ended her cry, "why do you torment me and yourself, I see a friend in you, but not a husband." For me it was a great shock that the girl I love and is ready for everything for her is experiencing the negative of communicating with me. It was the same in August 1991. After returning home, I decided to marry. Knock a wedge, if possible. Mom and aunts began to acquaint me with the daughters of their friends. No one liked it. No, in terms of fuck - would fuck anyone, no questions asked. But nothing more to these good, in general, girls, I have not experienced. Thank God, with all the inexperience and spermotoxicosis, it’s smart enough to understand that family life cannot be built purely for sex.

And the times were the ones yet. The collapse of the country, empty shops, crime, conflicts.

I wrote her big letters, she occasionally answered on one or one and a half pages. I sometimes called her, she was very reluctant to pick up the phone, and through her teeth answered “yes-no-I don't know.” But at times there were suddenly and very friendly conversations, it seemed to me that she was my own soul, and understands me, and it is only necessary to somehow overcome the initial reluctance, and then everything will get better and be happy in family life.

But in the end, I nevertheless realized that you could not be forced by force. I agreed to call one girl, whose husband with a friend in Moscow, my other friend studied, repeatedly assuring me that we were made for each other.Communication and mutual understanding arose immediately, and then love appeared. Then everything is clearly described in the Fantastic Symphony.

The last time I spoke with Naina on the phone a couple of months before my marriage (in the summer of 1995), told her about it, they say, your dream came true, I fell in love with another girl, and mutually, we will get married soon and I will no longer bother you visits, letters and calls. She was very friendly and quite answered, we wished each other happiness.

And I am pleased, honestly. Because my love for my wife is mutual and mutual. And I'm not sure that if Naina, for whatever reasons, decided to marry me, then she would love me. It’s impossible not to feel this, especially with time, therefore, either our marriage with her would really break up, or I would suffer from this non-reciprocity, and would search from other women for not only sex-friendship-understanding, but also love.

For the novel (going to sex as a beginning for marriage, since it is necessary for GG to try out love, get married, but then divorced), it seems to me that such an episode can be used. During my third visit to them (in autumn 1993) it happened that they turned off the light, and her mother went to her neighbor, allegedly for candles, as I understand, deliberately and for a long time leaving us alone in the dark (VV already lived with with my family separately), maybe even hoping that I would be able to seduce her (she really wanted Naina to love me and get married, as if anticipating that otherwise she would never get married). By the way, in fact, Naina is still not married, I’m still friends with her brother, he, of course, is her moral guard (moderately, without fanaticism), but she says that she’s never a permanent man was, and if she met someone and had sex, it was so rare and camouflage that no one had a clue. Perhaps it should have been done, to take it through some kind of resistance. Or shoo purely for sex, without any love troubles. Oh, damn, would send dd-young DD-experienced skills through the depth of time!))) But I did not dare, continuing to chat with her, until I turned on the electricity, and without receiving any signs to cross this face.

Maybe let this face be able to go GG? And then, or regret it, getting a wife who does not love a woman? Either part with her, for some reason without marrying, and the rest of his life will be looking for a lost beloved?

Announcement to continue

It has been 20 years since our last meeting with Naina.

In November 2013, the bell rang from VV.

- If you have not forgotten about your promise, then on Saturday (such and such date) be kind to come to the wedding.
- What kind of wedding, who gets married?
- My daughter is getting married.
- Already?
- What does it mean already? 23 years old to her. It is high time.
...
- In general, you come to the wedding?
- Promised. I will come.