- Go!

Actually, I do not have strict rules on this kind of proposal, but today I clearly wanted to "show off". Yanka looked at me in surprise, and twisted her finger at my temple.

- Are you completely crazy, friend ?! What went ?! Where did we go ?! Who went with ?!

Of course, she was absolutely and unconditionally right! On all counts, including doubt in my mental health. But I was not to sensitize and not stop. You just had to give a brick on the head and maybe then I would come to my senses. Yanka, apparently, was going to do something like that, but then the guy got out of the car.

- My name is Roman! My friend who shyly hides behind the wheel - Victor. We invite you to hike along the evening streets of our wonderful city, as the first acquaintance. We will just ride, chat and meet! The result of our joint journey should be a good relationship with each other, mutual sympathy and perhaps the promise to meet our leader. I am sure you will agree to this non-binding adventure that will please our souls with Victor and entertain such beautiful ladies!

It was the first time when I and Yanka were listening to the guy, mouths of astonishment. Such long and meaningful speeches from the guys we have not heard. Taking advantage of our confusion, Romka opened the car door, took Yanka by the hand, and she, as if under hypnosis, sat down implicitly. Behind Yanko, naturally, I also plunged.

And we went! Victor was so shy. He immediately sent us a rearview mirror so that he could see us, and we his face. He had an awesome, bewitching smile. Likely, all business in eyes. They were light blue. Although it was dark inside the car, I was absolutely sure of the color of his eyes. Victor, too, greeted us cheerfully and just as freely as Roman, talked with us.

Our new acquaintances were 25 years old. Both worked in our factory. Romka was an engineer in the assembly shop, and Viktor was already the head of this shop. And for some reason, Yanka and I believed in this. Probably the whole thing in the vocabulary of our friends. It was so unusual and unusual to hear the words that Yanka and I just read in books and heard in films. They have not uttered a single mate for all the intercourse, never one of them stumbled into a conversation and did not try to find a word for a long time. Wow, how cool it was!

We rode for about an hour. During this time we really became friends. Neither I nor Yanka felt constrained or tense. On the contrary, we felt lightness and freedom in communicating with the guys. The guys won our confidence so much that they agreed to complete their first meeting with a joint of tea, tea and milk for the night. We were already approaching the cafe, as I, from feelings that flowed towards me, suddenly blurted out that such an acquaintance should not be washed with tea, but it should be cognac. Victor immediately replied that he agreed that “time is still childish” turned the car around.

- Eh ?! Where are we ?!

Yanka was not thrilled with my excessive attempts to find adventure on the fifth point. She retained a sound mind more than I did.

- I have a great brandy at home. Romka and I are more lovers of vodka, and they give us brandies. Here is an opportunity to try out.

- Yes, I was joking! Do not need brandy! Let's, as they wanted - drink coffee!

I would be glad to drink skate with the guys, it fit perfectly into the concept of my current behavior called “revenge on the father”, but I didn’t want to annoy Yanka. Although the guys were credible, Yanka was clearly not happy with the offer to go with them to the house. All the stories of rape began precisely with this - the stupid behavior of the victims themselves.Today we have already gone far. If dad finds out that I got into the car to strangers, he will kill me! Yankin's father, although kinder, but punishes her just as cruelly.

- Yes, do not scream, girls! My apartment in the center, there is not far to your house! And do not spit us one bottle! Yes, and not Friday today.

- What does it have to do with Friday?

- And we only steal girls, rape and kill on Fridays !!!

Victor said it in such a deliberately scary and gloomy voice that we could not stand it and laughed and all our fears were gone at once. Indeed, what is it that we will drop into the “bachelor hole” for half an hour and drink the cognac promised to be expensive?

Victor lived in an ordinary high-rise building, on the third floor in a one-room apartment. But the apartment had everything necessary for living and recreation. Everything was surprisingly clean and tidy. We were invited to the room where there was a corner sofa, a small table next to it, a cabinet with a TV, a wardrobe in the whole side hay. Almost minimalism.

- And here is the hero of the evening!

Victor brought a bottle of brandy from the kitchen, large glasses, chopped cheese, apples and chocolate. While Victor was setting it all up, Romka uncorked the bottle. The odorous liquid poured into the crystalware intended for it. Romka, pouring cognac, managed to tell us the story of how to get this cognac and how to drink it properly. I never drank cognac before. And I really wanted to taste it.

- First you need to drink a cup of custard coffee! And then just cognac!

Victor grumbled approvingly, and went into the kitchen, where he heard the hum of a coffee maker, and the aroma of coffee poured into the room.

While Victor was conjuring in the kitchen, Roman was entertaining us with a fascinating story of how he drank cognac in Paris. In general, he and Victor traveled a lot together.

- Do not think that we are fagots! It's just that we are more comfortable and more fun. And we always find girls in those countries where we travel. Sorry for the openness, but this is our hobby. We decided that we were getting married after 30, or if we fall in love very much. Victor was nearly ringed a year ago, but thought better of it in time.

- Why on time?

- Yes, the girl was beautiful in appearance and completely empty inside. Vitya baldel from her forms and sex, and then disappeared at work. So it seemed to him that this was an ideal option. And I dragged them together for three days fishing and there they had to communicate. Almost immediately parted.

- Yes Yes! Romka is that bastard! Broke my whole life! I would live now with a fool and blissed out!

The coffee was very aromatic and tasty.

- And now, we take the glasses and twist so that the brandy shakes a little and spreads along the walls!

Yanka and I carried out these instructions in a fascinating way. The drink was dark brown in color, beautifully looked in our glasses.

- Now we take and look at the glass through the drink. We should see our fingerprints on the back wall. If we see them clearly, it means quality cognac.

- Oh! I see!

- So clean brandy. Now let's smell it. What smells?

- I have apricot and vanilla!

- It seems to me that the linden tree smells!

- Well, it means it is definitely good, since it does not carry water! Now we drink in small sips. One, then we feel the taste, enjoy, then the second, again we feel the taste, then you can eat the apple.

- A lemon? My father drank lemon!

- This is just bad cognac, you can eat lemon with a lemon, and if you drink good, then lemon kills its taste.

I took a little sip and began to wait in a disciplined way. It was very unusual, but it was pleasant to feel how the drink burns, warms and spreads in the mouth and throat. The taste was pleasant, but I liked the aftertaste even more.

- Yeah. After this you will not want to drink vodka or beer. Such a nice drink.

- Well, and you did not want! Now the second sip, it will be cool too!

Indeed, the brandy seemed to me even brighter than the first sip. We again shared our feelings and ate an apple.

- Well, now we need to smoke a cigar! But since we do not smoke and do not allow others, just talk .... Read more →