Their dances were very sensual, but without any hint of obscenity. Nastya remembered that Elmaro and Tamila were always wearing tight-fitting leotards, which completely covered the bodies.

“That's the paradox,” said Elmaro. - There should not be anything depraved in our dance, but the viewer should think that you and I are having sex. Otherwise you will not catch it.

Tamila was present in every moment of their lives. She was Nastya the teacher - Elmaro directly forced her to imitate both in dance and in sex: “first learn what she could do.” They did not perform in public - Elmaro was preparing Nastya for their first joint show, which was scheduled for April, and before that he constantly performed with her at private shows, where his team was a spectator.

“A dancer without a spectator is a dead body, a dead battery,” he said. - You can rehearse even to the blue in the face, but if nobody sees your dance, it will not touch anyone. This is different from sex. Tamila understood this well.

Nastya loved and hated her. Tamila was more beautiful, more mature, more experienced, more talented than Nasty. She understood that Elmaro had chosen a partner "on the bezrybe", hurried to fill the emptiness in her life, and felt like a lifeless piece of matter, which was useful only to close the hole with it.

Elmaro himself never spoke of Tamil, except for the analysis of her dance and sex. Only once did Nastya manage to talk him over - when she saw him crying over her photo, and he realized that she saw it, and it was just impossible to leave.

- How did it happen? - asked Nastya, hugging Elmaro.

- Crash. The car flew into the electric booth right behind this house. Spark, explosion ... I could not even kiss her, dead, - said Elmaro, taking Nastya by the hand. He was grateful for her participation. - She was a great driver, better than me. She taught me how to drive ...

Nastya already knew how to drive herself. Elmaro and Tamila used to have two cars, but now she is left alone. Elmaro was going to buy a second one, but put it off until their first show. It turned out that the car had to be an incentive prize for Nastya, and it offended her a little.

Hardest of all she was given not driving, but parking wisdom. In the elite house, where Elmaro lived, there was a parking lot, which was continuously being completed, and because of this, the numbering system of blocks changed all the time. It would seem, what is simpler - everyone leaves the car in its usual place - but no: the system was being improved, the blocks were blocked, and Nastya had to travel along half-dark corridors for half an hour. No scandals helped: it meant that all this was for the good of the tenants.

***

One day Nastya, standing up to the toilet in the middle of the night, saw a strange scene. Elmaro, sitting in the kitchen, drank martini from a bottle, looking with wet eyes at the tablet, and muttered:

- You got what you deserved. And yet you got what they deserved ...

Seeing Nastya, he fell silent.

After a pause, she approached him and hugged him like she was hugging her girlfriends. Of course, on the tablet was a photo of Tamila.

“She has a birthday today,” Elmaro said dully, “and we clink glasses with her.”

Nastya kissed him. She rarely did this (love games were no expense).

- Go to sleep. Come to me, ”she whispered.

“Good,” Elmaro nodded.

They returned to bed, and for the first time Nastya had sex with him not “for work”, but “just like that.”

There were many, many emotions in this sex: Nastya saddled Elmaro, hugging his penis, and gave him pleasure and warmth, splashing out all of herself, wrapping him in kisses, in which there was equal excitement and comfort. There was no game and rivalry here, but there was only maternal, sisterly, reckless female tenderness and participation. Nastya herself came from her emotions, and her tears mixed with the tears of Elmaro. He first gratefully poked into her, and she fell asleep, full and happy with his love. And only somewhere in the back of the mind the question loomed:

“Why did Tamila“ get what she deserved ”? ..

This night left a strange sediment in Nastya. Something has changed in their counterpart with Elmaro. Rather, they both knew that: this stubborn microbe of emotions still penetrated into them, threatening to unbalance the entire laboriously constructed building of their partnership. And Elmaro corroded him, becoming cold and mocking, as in the first days of their acquaintance:

- wow! How many snot! - He said, looking through their next video. - After such a dance, the whole hall will run to Laura ...

And Nastya hid a lump in her throat so that Elmaro, God forbid, did not notice how much she hurt.

Secretly from him, she decided to question his team about Tamil. The topic was grateful, and the girl whom Nastya turned to, under the sauce of girlish whispering, threw out to her everything that girls can throw out about other girls:

- She, in fact, made it. When she shone, he was still unknown to anyone. She taught him, fed and fucked him. She was a terrible bitch and got everyone in the mud, but she made Antoshi Kolesnichenko great Elmar.

- Antoshi? - Nastya was amazed. She called him Arthur Rolandovich.

- Well yes. It was then that he began to invent "secret names" for himself. First became Roland, then renamed Arthur ...

“Did they fight?” - asked Nastya.

- ABOUT! - the girl rolled her eyes. - Ltd! Not that word! Across Moscow shreds flew. And because of the attendants they had a showdown. Tamila, though she gave herself to all the guts, but she also took more.

Digest it all Nastya was harder than his transformation into Leah. The collapse of the legend slightly shifted her foothold, and she traveled around Moscow for three hours, exceeding the speed.

Finally, hung with fines, she drove into her own parking lot.

- Yes, you fucking mother! - She burped, having toured him three times around the perimeter. - Excuse me! Sorry! Can you tell me how I can find a fucking place in this fucking parking lot? She asked the valet in the orange vest.

- Devushka, ne hot, - he said peacefully, he sat down to her. - we will find everything. What is teb?

They traveled with him around the perimeter three more times.

“Nawno, vramenny,” he muttered.

- What else is temporary ?! I have been living here for half a year !!! ..

- Ne hot. Right now, all sdelaem. Put your car in this block for now.

- But this is someone else's block?

- And someone else will deliver the car to another alien unit ...

- And often it happens with you?

- Bivaet. They build all the time, all the time new residents are parking ... And you have a car, like the girl who’s here in the dying, ”the valet said.

- Tamila? - gasped Nastya.

“I don't know her name.” I remember the car - landrover freelander second, like tebya. I was there then. She ran into the booth, and - wooh! - valet portrayed the explosion.

- What exactly is this? Well, car?

- Yes. She and her husband have two cars. With single keys. Vecher he under her car something dealal, chynyl. Ne pochynyl znachit. Nada was a master of sighting. I am a haroshi master, I know your car as my own ...

“You say that Elmaro did something to Tamila’s car before she died?”

- Chynyl, I tell. I there prahadyl, vydel. I ne dezhuril, just prahadyl another car chynyt. I said bi - daragoy, I don’t need it, let me clean up your car, - but another machine was waiting for me from Mene ...

- Why do you think that this is her car, and not his?

- Pachimu, pachimu ... She is on Ney Huehl.

Nastya gave him a tip and slowly went home.

- Where have you been? Why is the phone not responding? Day after tomorrow show! This is your debut! Do you understand at all? - Elmaro was yelling at her, like a little one.

“I got in a traffic jam,” Nastya told him.

On that day, she rehearsed with him for a long, long time, to hellish pain in his legs and back, and in the evening she didn’t let herself be fucked, citing a headache. Elmaro began to massage her, and Nastya could not protest because it was stupefying ... Read more →