Chapter 2

The institute in the morning discussing the news. Any problems with the license, certification, accreditation ... damn them understand. In short, trouble. In the rector's office, everyone ran like scalded lectures were canceled. By lunchtime, an order was posted that all employees, except for the secretariat and business executives, go on vacation for two months while maintaining pay.

- And then? - A young intern in a women's room smoking room expressed a disturbing thought.

“How the card will fall,” Gerasimova, the dean of the balneology department, replied philosophically. - In any case, girls, it is necessary to prepare waste options.

- I wonder what will happen to the guys? - someone asked. - Suppose you can think of a load for seniors, but what about freshmen? They did not have time to learn properly.

“Nonsense,” answered Gerasimova, “they will distribute them into small firms, later they will be credited as practice.”

- But this is a violation of the rules, and what will they do there?

“Anything: peddlers, couriers, apprentice salesmen, extras ... what's the difference?”

Tatiana sat down in her subcompact in mixed feelings. On the one hand, the forced vacation could not but rejoice, but on the other, uncertainty worried and oppressed. In any case, she has the money; she could last for long without a significant reduction in the quality of life.

The phone rang, she looked at the incoming number and dropped the call - it was Cyril. The second bell rang. "Stubborn". Having doubted only a second, she added the subscriber to the black list. I did not want to communicate, and nothing about. For her, the interest in her lover was limited only to sex, they did not reveal any other common interests. Yes, she uttered the word "love", like everyone else, he also spoke. With Cyrus was interesting for a while, but no more.

While taxiing from the territory, she gazed out her “own”. The guys talked about the changes in the life of the school. Strunov's lank figure was placed slightly away from the main group of boys and girls, he scoured his eyes around. Suddenly, their eyes crossed. Nikolai turned red and quickly turned away. “Wow, didn’t I look out, bastard?” If so, then you can give yourself a five with a plus. I wanted to slow down and lure the youngster into the car. She is now a “free” woman. But you can't do it in public. Tatyana sighed and began to think how to reward herself for the troubles at work. There was one place where she had not looked for a long time.

Shop "Intim" hid in the arch of a large Stalinist house. Having arrived, Tatyana did not hurry to get out of the car, she could not deny herself the pleasure of observing visitors, among whom there were curious characters. I smoked and began to fantasize with respect to incoming and outgoing buyers.

A young couple of intelligent appearance, most likely a husband and wife. Or the bride with the groom. Nervous. The girl blushes and rests, the guy persuades her to go inside, although he himself feels ill at ease. Everything is clear with them: they want to buy their first toy - a rubber penis or a vibrator. Fool around at the same time as a consolation, when the living is not around. Buy, blushing, turning pale, but buy.

“I've already seen this citizen!” Hiding in the bushes, stalking young girls, jumping out and throwing open a long raincoat. Under the raincoat - nothing but socks with shoes. This raincoat was given to them ... Some kind of uniform: you see a man in a raincoat, at once the thought is an exhibitionist. The uncle is not worth it, Lyudka said, she here knows everything about everyone. A pathetic shadow of excitement arises when it shows itself. Dubious, of course, a pleasure to meet him in the gateway. The girls scream, and he frantically jerks off, using seconds while the former power returns. Not dangerous, there is no possibility of harm, rape and so on. And cowardly.He needs to be treated, but everything will be different. The police will heroically delay the "dangerous maniac" under the cameras of television crews. There is nothing to cover. Pervert? - Pervert. Bounced out? - Snapped out. They will work with him, and will write a confession that not only all the Moscow murders over the past twenty years, but Nemtsov, too, on the basis of jealousy ...

Yeah, mistress goes to her limo. Marching with a view of the boyar. Behind there is a red and sweaty guard with packages. In purchase packages. The guy has a stunned look, a clerk at least henna. Or is it the official's wife? In any case, the camera flashes regularly. What is there with a celestial woman? Everything is clear with your predilections, madam. Several long handles, which are carefully packed, but easily recognizable sticking out of the package: stacks and whips. Whose buttocks today will try this dish? Curvy - most Madame, or lean - guard? Poor, walks doomed, it seems that he will get. Nothing, a healthy hog, will warm up his hostess in retaliation for his hubby, who is now breaking away with the young somewhere in the Maldives, and after that will caress. That's funny if he's married. What do they say to their women about ass bum?

Tatyana remembered her student years. Then she lived with her aunt, and she was manicly saving electricity. The lamp allowed to turn on only from seven to half past nine in the evening, then sleep, about any TV, even the speech was not. No matter how she used to snuffle, they say, programs on TV, concerts, films ... a relative was adamant, she had one answer for everything:

- It is between your legs itching. You rub the shekel under the covers and settle down without any movies and concerts.

So they shook in beds, the aunt in her room, Tatiana in her. At half past nine, I didn't want to sleep at all. Two or three calls had to be done before calm settled down and wiped off sleep.

The winter session quietly crept in, there was a catastrophic lack of time to prepare. Tatyana risked breaking the ban, waited until the aunt subsided and, turning on the lamp, sat down at the textbooks. Of course, immediately caught. The economical relative stood at the door with her arms crossed.

- Once again you will light - I will blow away!

No exhortations helped. Hysterically, that they would exclude him from the institute, she calmly said that a woman would carry a mare more easily, and added: “Who does not cope with the work during the day will fill up for the night”.

After a heap in chemistry, the situation became threatening. Shaking with fear, Tatyana laid all the holes in the door with rags, waited a good two hours. I lit it. And again unsuccessfully. Damned woman guarded her! The choice in front of her is small, either scrambling out into the street in the middle of the night, or accepting punishment.

- Do not even think of yelling, you will bring up the whole house. And bring the belt of the dead man from my room - this is about the husband. The phrase made a paralyzing impression on Tatiana. Wow ... "the belt of the deceased ..." Terribly. You go into a dark room, and there is a dead man on a bed of a bed, and you have to remove the belt from him ... And he - grab his hand!

Tatyana began to cry, but she went behind the belt, realizing that the aunt had sent it specifically to humiliate her. I took into my hands the thing with which they were going to be whipped and started. I looked at the stern face in the mourning frame - she didn’t remember her uncle, she was killed by electricity at the factory a decade ago. Surprisingly, the leather trouser strap was as good as new. Tatiana once again looked into the eyes at the photo and bad thoughts were stirred in her head. Not casual aunt cherishes this scourge, oh, not casual. And with light she deliberately set out to bring her to punishment. But what to do? Suffered

The execution was carried out in the kitchen. With a lamp of two hundred watts. “I don’t feel sorry for this electricity!” Thought Tatyana.

“Take off your shirt completely,” the aunt commanded. - And remember - no sound!

On the tiled floor, bare feet were cold, and her naked body was extremely sensitive to the smallest breath. Tatiana shivered and covered in goose bumps, it seemed drafts pulled from everywhere.

- Here, on the table laid out, what is frozen? How long do you have to wait? I want to sleep.

- He's cold!

- Nothing, now you warm up, - the aunt snarled nervously.It was obvious that she was excited. And contrary to his statement ...