below its dignity. As well as waiting for Alexander after work and offering to give her a lift home, he also found unworthy. Yes, and Alexandra usually tried to disappear at the end of the working day with some assignment, so that she would not return to the office. Therefore, the corporate party turned up at the right time - right here Stas decided not to miss his chance.

In addition to the employees of LLC "Maple" there were no other campers on the base. Yes, in fact, there were only 25 guest cottages here, fifty employees of the company fit in them. Cottages were rented for a day, from five in the evening on Fridays to seventeen zero-zero Saturdays.

After the evening skating, employees of the company dressed for dinner in holiday outfits (it was agreed in advance). Alexandra took out her "prom" dress from her bag. And suddenly it turned out: she went to the corporate in trousers and forgot to wear pantyhose. And I didn’t take it with me. Oh, okay! Frost is weak, minus five, and walk to the dining room just nothing.

A long table was laid in the dining room. Snacks and drinks had plenty and for every taste. Stas settled down next to Alexandra and, with gallantry, began to care for her, put salads on her plate, slicing everything - stallion sturgeon, boiled pork, salami sausage, fresh vegetables and other dishes.

- Sasha, what do you pour? He asked his lady. - Vodka? Whiskey? Cognac? Wine?

- Oh, I mineral water. Or "forfeits."

- Sasha, this is not serious.

“I don’t drink at all,” she was ashamed to say that she had never tried alcohol before.

- coded? - joked Stas. - Well, at least a sip of champagne. And that is inconvenient ...

Director Lev Markovich made a lengthy speech on the company's success over the past fifteen years, he was listened to without interrupting, but everyone was already salivaing because they had gained an appetite on the slope, and his hands began to get tired.

Finally, the toast is over. All clinked to someone who could reach, Alexandra sipped a glass of champagne and put it on the table.

- Oh no no no! - shook his head Stas. - Not good. To the bottom of the need. Lev Markovich is offended.

Well, come what may, Alexandra decided and finished the wine to the end. The champagne struck in the head, and after the second glass the head was completely dizzy. Turned on the music.

- Let's dance? - suggested Stas.

Sounded tango, dance of love and passion. Stas led Alexander on the parquet, bent her, supporting his waist, then departed, pulled his hand towards himself, and she, turning, fell into his arms. They did not notice that they were dancing alone, the other forty-eight pairs of eyes looked admiringly at them. Alexandra studied choreography as a child, Stas was also a good dancer. When the music ended, everyone applauded. As a prize, the base chef handed them a bottle of Chateau Lafon of the 1998 harvest.

- This wine is my age! - laughing, noted Alexander. - My same age ... same age ... How do you say the same age as the average? In short, we are one year old.

- For this you need a drink! - suggested Stas.

- I'm already drunk.

- With two glasses of champagne? You surprise me.

Stas deftly uncorked the bottle and filled the glasses.

- For you!

- Why for me? Today it seems like the birthday of the company ...

- All the same for you.

- Stas, you solder me!

- What? Are you still saying “you” to me? On brotherhood! Immediately!

After drinking, Stas kissed Alexandra's wet lips, in wine. He did not even know that it was her first kiss in life.

The music thundered, some kind of pop music, the people danced to it, but Alexandra did not want to dance anymore. Yes, and hops increasingly possessed her. Chewing a banana, she examined the interior of the dining room. There were paintings on the walls, statuettes on the pedestals. Stas refilled his glasses. While Alexander was distracted by looking at the pictures, he poured brandy into her glass.

- Well, come on? - Stas raised his glass

- For what now?

- And so, for all the good!

- Oh! As if the wine became even stronger ...

- It seems so...

- I was completely drunk. Time to sleep...

Time was already half past ten. Alexandra usually went to bed at ten. Read before bedtime, but at this time already fell asleep.

- What are you, Sasha! Now is the fun!

The people are tired of dancing, drawn to the initiative. A burly accountant of retirement age, still tempered by Soviet meals, sucked on to karaoke with a coloratura soprano: “The daisies hid, dried up buttercups ...”. She was replaced by another younger vocalist, having performed Pugacheva from the repertoire “Everything can be kings”. Then the youth started singing modern hits. Lev Markovich rose:

- What are you singing ?! New Year is coming soon! That's what you need: "Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all ze wei!"

All caught up:

"Oh here's a fan it from that ride,

In e van horse open slay "

Alexandra also sang along and did not even notice that Stas was hugging her.

At one o'clock they, swaying, walked through the fresh crisp snow to their cottage. Alexandra came to dinner in her shoes (not to wear boots to walk a hundred meters), heels slipped, she grabbed Stas so as not to fall. She experienced the intoxicating condition for the first time. My head was spinning, my body was not listening, I wanted to go to bed as soon as possible. But it was fun.

- Oh, how drunk I am! - she repeated and sang in a stranded tongue a puzzling melody: - "Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle al ze wei ...". It is not right!

- What?

- This is the song of Santa Claus. And we have Santa Claus!

- Exactly! - agreed Stas and started singing on the same motive:

"Santa Claus, Santa Claus collapsed from the ceiling,

To raise him to us is lazy, let it lie for now ... "

Alexandra laughed. Here, finally, and the cottage. Tumbled into the hall, Alexander immediately collapsed on the sofa.

- Oh, how drunk I am!

Stas settled down next, embraced Alexandra and kissed her lips.

- Oh, Stas, what are you doing? Use female weakness, yes? - she pushed him away. - Heh, I honestly tell those?

- Say it!

- I've never kissed before!

- For this you need a drink!

- No, thanks. Enough Yes, there is nothing here!

- There is. There should be a minibar in the fridge.

Stas opened the fridge. There was mineral water, beer and a bottle of vodka.

- Here, I told you, - he got vodka.

- No, I will not vodka!

- And the beer?

- Well, a bit.

On the table was a tray with a decanter and two glasses. Stas opened a can of beer, poured half a glass, but when he poured himself some vodka, he also splashed into beer. Climbing, they drank.

- Here's a good one! I'll kiss you again!

- Stas, well, everything is not necessary, well, enough already.

Alexandra felt that she was inexorably tending to sleep.

- I'm going to sleep!

She rose, but then collapsed onto the sofa. Laughed.

- Wow! Nick-kda did not understand before how drunken legs do not hold ...

Rose again. Stumbling, got to the stairs, grabbed onto the railing. I almost fell to the floor again. Sang:

- Raise her laziness, let it lie for now, - she laughed again.

“Are you taken to bed?” - suggested Stas.

- I myself! - but she could not climb the step.

Stas came up and took her in his arms. Yes, it does not weigh anything! Less than fifty, for sure! He carried Alexander to her bedroom, sat him on the bed. She silently sat, rocking, after a couple of minutes, she put her hand behind her back, trying to find the zipper lock. She did not succeed.

- Unzip, - she asked Stas, as if forgetting that a man was near.

Stas unzipped the zipper, Alexandra rose to her feet and, holding one arm by the back of the chair, the second tried to pull off her dress. Naturally, she did not succeed. Stas helped her in this matter too: taking hold of the hem, pulled him up and shook Alexander out of the dress. Left in the combination, she immediately fell on the bed. Fell asleep? Stas did not leave. No, did not fall asleep. Sela. After sitting a bit, said:

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