Friday, the last day of summer, the working day comes to an end, what could be better? With a certain, bored detachment, I sat at the computer and pretended that I was working, but in fact I was poking my mouse into some kind of strategy. “Blind” the message “in contact” by clicking on the save button, I turned off the strategy and opened the browser. My old friend wrote to me, I raised an eyebrow with surprise.

- Why is it that Katyukha decided to remember about me? - I thought.

The last time we saw her about a year ago, then I clumsily tried to look after her, but nothing good came of it. I remember, we walked around her city (we live in different cities), went to the cinema, where I dared to embrace her, but it never came to a kiss. The maximum that I reached then was a walk along the embankment and a kiss at the bus station goodbye. For the rest of the time, we mutually congratulated each other on several holidays, and this was the end of our communication. Up to this day.

- Hello how are you? - Katyusha wrote me plainly.

- Normally, I sit at work, I think what to do on the weekend, - I replied, simultaneously clicking on her profile.

A pretty brunette looked at me from the pictures, with a slightly upturned nose and a mischievous smile. It seemed to me that in a year she was a bit stout, but to call her fat I would not have turned my tongue. Katya was more of an average build, just a little shorter than me, but her main plus (even two pluses at once) is of course breast. On all the photos immediately caught the eye, the fourth size, no less.

Again "blymkhnulo" message from her:

- Did you say that you have a hookah? - Suddenly she asked.

- Yes, lies somewhere, but what?

- We are here with the girls sitting and seeing off the summer, we are sad and boring, can you bring a hookah to me?

Then I was a little dumbfounded and hung up for a minute, the first thought was to send it to hell, but I changed my mind in time and answered:

“Okay, then snacks and drinks from you,” I wrote somehow.

- Hurry up, otherwise we'll drink everything without you ...

- Ok, I'll be with you in a couple of hours.

- See you.

I leaned back in my chair, my thoughts began to click, book a ticket, go home for a hookah, then go to the station, the girls are waiting for me, girls are bored, and until the end of the working day there are still half an hour. Gathering my thoughts, I exhaled and went to ask for leave from the authorities.

Mother at home on my sudden voyage just shook her head and wished good luck. Katya was older than me by a year, so my mother thought that she was a sensible and trustworthy girl who would not let me go to the horrible. In addition, she was familiar with her parents. So in half an hour I was already standing with a hookah in a backpack at the station, the blessing I live nearby. Behind the back of the bus, and in front of the pharmacy, I hesitated and was afraid to scare off luck, if I buy a preziki, then everything can break like the last time. Remembering that in my wallet I was lying around alone, I waved my hand to the pharmacy and went to the bus.

A couple of hours later I was standing on the threshold of her apartment, music was playing outside the door, I exhaled and pressed the bell. Footsteps were heard, the door opened, immediately smelled of wine, Katyukh, who was flushed, stood on the threshold:

- Oh, hello, and I did not even think that you would come, did you bring a hookah?

- Hello, and if you forgot, what should I go back? - I tried to smack ...

- Yes, go through already, - she smiled.

We walked into the room, two girls were sitting on the couch, a low table with a cake, fruit and port stood nearby.

“Meet Andrei,” the hostess introduced me to her friends. - He brought us a hookah. This is Sveta, - Kate pointed to the blonde, - and Zlata, she pointed at the brown-haired girl.

Both girls were cute in their own way, Sveta bribed her with a smile, and on the contrary, Zlata was serious and her black, prickly eyes looked at me critically. I smiled widely at the girls and bowed slightly (hopefully gallantly):

- Very nice, and I also brought a bottle of nutmeg.

- Hooray, - cried Sveta, - the holiday goes on!

- What are we celebrating? - I raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“We are seeing off the summer,” Zlata pointedly said.

- Andryusha, do not just stand a post with ladies pour wine, but other than Zlata.

- She is not a lady?

The girls laughed, and Kate explained:

- No, she's just driving today.

- But you can hookah? - I asked at the brown-haired woman.

- It depends on what - she smiled in response.

- Strawberry, especially for lovely ladies! - I answered with a solemn smile.

We drank wine, smoked hookah, talked on different topics, the girls pulled me out almost everything, where I work, with whom I live, if I have a wife, children, and so on. I joked as best I could, because there was nothing special to boast about. Svetka offered to play “crocodile” (this is when you need to show a hidden word with gestures), the girls really liked the turkey in my performance, even Zlata laughed for the first time during the whole evening. The wine ended, the hookah stopped smoking, and Katya offered to go to the store for wine, the girls began to gather, and I removed the empty bottles and foil with decaying coal from the table.

The four of us got into Zlata's car and drove to the supermarket. There I bought the ladies cake, and they took a martini. Returning back, Sveta's phone rang and she suddenly announced that she had to go home. The girls were a little embarrassed, declaring her a traitor, but there was nowhere to go and we, having made a detour, threw her home. I was sorry that Sveta left our company; with her inextinguishable smile and light laughter, she made our communication very easy, while Zlata was too serious, her look was some kind of teacher. To my jokes, unlike Sveta, she barely responded, only she laughed at the turkey in my face. I thought that she, too, would go home and I would be alone with Katya, but Katya decided to persuade her:

- Zlata, it is better to turn off your phone right away, I will not let you go anywhere until we empty this bottle.

“And the cake,” I put in my 5 kopecks.

The three of us returned to Katin's apartment, but before we crossed the threshold, we immediately felt the acrid smell of smoke. Katya immediately ran to the kitchen, it turned out that it was the remains of coal that burned through a plastic trash can.

- Well, you and the terrorist Andrew, - Zlata scolded me, thereby driving me into the paint.

Kate waving hand, said:

- I suggest not to smoke hookah anymore, especially since we have martinis. Zlatochka, today behind the wheel you will not sit down, you will spend the night with me. Andryusha fill the ladies with glasses!

We drank to the firefighters, then turned on the karaoke, I flatly refused to sing, but the girls sang very well, first together, and then Zlata sang us a song by Melin Farmer, as it seemed to me better than the original. I already admired her when she sang, a chiseled figure, a long neck, a crooked nose and black, serious eyes, now gave her some special charm. Katya moved close to me and put her head on my shoulder and her hand on my hip. I felt like my member began to swell, but did not file a mind. In the end, we awarded Zlata with sincere applause.

We sat at the table a little more and finished the martini, began to clear the table. Katya whispered in my ear:

- You lay on the couch, or will you sleep with me?

I did not hesitate and firmly said that it is not necessary to lay on the sofa!

Zlata, returned from the bathroom, winked at us, wished us a restless night and went to her room. Then Katya went to the bathroom, when she returned she said:

- Come on, come and take water procedures, I will wait for you.

After the water treatment, I got out my unfortunate prezik, exhaled and went to the bedroom. A night light burned in the room; Katya lay in sexy silk underwear like an Egyptian queen.

- Well, what arsonist, are you ready to inflame me?

I silently undressed in front of her and my member, who was on full alert, answered her for me. Katya stared at him as if spellbound, I climbed ...