FOREWORD, LITTLE THAT EXPLAINED

What prompted me to agree to a personal meeting with this person? (Let's call him David ... I like this name without any reference to a specific person ... so let my unexpected new acquaintance be called so) I really don’t know ... maybe my current state of psychological disorder caused by a quarrel with Victor and the desire to somehow get away from the endlessly sound question in my head “and what's next?” ... there may be a banal curiosity “but what kind of man is he and how does he manage to lure so many different women?” Most likely , both reasons at once ... but maybe something else to u th mingled around, which I did not understand, but now I just do not understand.

David. I will also name two reasons that prompted me to be as active as possible in a favorable solution to this issue. The first one is pretty typical (for me): new woman, how can you miss? The second applies specifically to Lilith: seeing how the Saitans ambiguously relate to her person, stories and comments, suspecting and blaming for all sins, to which she was sometimes offended or bullied in response, sometimes joked or indifferently missed her ears, I thought: not me, then who? Plus, our correspondence, in which the Cat appeared as a tender woman with a vulnerable soul, and at the same time a faithful and understanding friend.

DATE OF NUMBER

DavidDom and I were already virtually familiar with a considerable chunk of time, we even had a kind of “romance in letters”, which, however, was rather innocent. He asked about my life, about something from my past and present, in response he told about himself ... everything was nice and friendly, completely without a hint of something ... sensual. Although no, it was rather I saw in this correspondence only friendly chatter. All my thoughts were occupied only by Victor and someone else, even if such a cute one as David D, was simply not perceived by me as an object of desire.

This was exactly the way it was by the time when my virtual friend notified me that he was coming to Moscow, and wouldn’t mind seeing me for almost a month ... "we will talk to you, Lilith, personally, you will show me the city."

For a moment, I “had a question about who I am ...”, in the sense, and why do I need it, but at that moment I had a vengeful desire to prove to Victor that I could live well without him ... “you are me told someone to meet, get to know each other, so I am going on a date ... ha ha ... sad laugh behind the scenes, ”and I told Devi my phone. As for the photos, we exchanged them earlier.

Then there was a text message with his phone number, his calls clarifying the time and place of the meeting, and just “for the sake of talk” ... all my splin fell to dust at the mere sound of DavidD's voice and it began to seem to me that everything was not so bad with me and around me. I listened to his voice and ... even smiled ... even was almost happy.

David. Despite the long correspondence, it sometimes happens that you call a woman for the first time, and you are involuntarily embarrassed, lost, nothing to talk about. With Lilith, everything was completely wrong. Immediately an interest arose, immediately there were topics for discussion concerning both the topology of Moscow, and resource visitors, and our personal affairs, it immediately became clear that the friendly participation of the woman was sincere. There was no hint of sex, but I was hoping, but how? ..

But on a meeting with Davyd I was going to completely completely without that sweet fading that I always had before meetings with Viktor ... everything was clearly thought out down to the smallest detail ... and I was sure that everything we had would be limited to a walk and a seat in some cafe, but something bigger ... will not.

David told me later that I didn’t expect that I would invite him on a boat down the Moscow River. He thought it would be something more trivial.
(I had once been on this excursion. Then it was autumn, its very beginning and the city almost took possession of the night. The houses around, illuminated by neon light, were absolutely unreal beautiful ... everything was somehow fabulous, unsteady and, along with surprisingly clear. And Victor and I looked at all this magnificence, frozen with delight ... and tenderness towards each other)

David. For sure! It was unexpected, and even if there was no continuation, the fact of an excursion along the Moscow River would be remembered by itself. Especially when you consider that on the first day of my stay there was a long walk in the park with one old friend (without sex), on the second day it was the same long and again without sex with a new other, in another park. And when Lilith gave me a date again in the park, my legs started to protest: my boss, how long will you mock us? But thank God, this place was chosen only for the convenience of the meeting, and then we followed to the embankment.

Now everything was different. There was a day, and the city lived its full everyday life. The whole world was beautiful and very real. The guide said something about what we now have the honor to sail. The people around were gazing around, and I peeked at David Dav.

Not too tall, balding (lucky me on these), not fat, no, rather a dense physique (but it would not hurt him to do sports). Brown-eyed, not to say that he is handsome, but very, very cute ... there was still something in him ... insanely nice, sweet, kind. His whole image brought him thoughts of a bear, a kind of teddy bear, which you can hug and tell him all your secrets ... even to cry on his shoulder about his troubles and it will immediately become easier and not so painful to the heart. (Forgive me, David, what I am saying about you like this ... for someone you are a stone wall, behind which your beloved woman hides from all misfortunes of the earth. It should be so.)

During the excursion, we talked quite a bit, David D made almost no attempts to even just take my hand, and I was almost sure that the end of our trip would end the meeting ... well, maybe we could sit in a cafe for a while , and then ... everything. And for some reason I felt sad about this confidence.

David. For the hand may not have taken. Still, it was light and on the boat, we were not alone. But several times I sidled the back of my hand to her thighs, and a vague wave of desire began to grow inside, especially when I was distracted from the buildings along the banks, looked into her blue eyes, and received a clear and open smile in response.

In the cafe, we really went. I ordered coffee and juice, I was presented with a book with author's dedication and a very nice souvenir (byl-by-bya, I won’t say which one). We chatted nicely, shared our impressions of the trip and then ... My companion took out the phone and began to negotiate ... well, I don’t even know how to say it more precisely ... in short, about hourly apartments. This is called APPLY. (Although ... I didn’t refuse anything more between us than just communication ... even during our correspondence made it clear that anything is possible. I just didn’t expect it to happen so quickly)

David. Not! Before my calling, there was something else, something very important for me personally. I suppose that you remember this too, Lilith, but tactfully gave me the opportunity to write about it.
- It was a wonderful walk and a great evening, Lilith! I am very grateful to you. And I want us not to break up now, but to continue our communication, to receive further pleasure from being alone. Do you want
Knock, knock, heart beats with a clock tower ... Well, what is your positive answer?
- Yes.
YES!!!
And then I took the phone.

And again, "the question arose of who I am ..." Or rather, what to do, agree or make an angry face and delicately reject all inclinations on my honor? Common sense timidly squealed "refuse." I thought for a few seconds ... dtsat and ... agreed to go with David Diy at least to hell with them, although I didn’t understand at all ...

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