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It did not stand out as much as the majority on their street. We didn't do anything at home. At first everyone ate. Then her brother went to sleep with an hour, and we took up the course. Together, I helped Milan to write a few pages on her company. Although she was worried that it would be difficult to do this in real life, but it looked quite solid. For the teacher, that is necessary. It took us more than an hour. Already beginning to dusk. We had to get ready to go back to the city.

I already got dressed and stood in the doorway. As it turned out, Cyril slept all this time. It was clear how sleepy he was going. He dressed quickly enough. I said goodbye to Milana. She thanked me once again for my help and handed me a chocolate crown. I didn’t want to take one, but she insisted, I decided not to argue and threw the laptop bag into my pocket. I went outside. Cyril followed me. The car peeped and blinked orange lights. The front door opened easily. I sat down and fastened my belt. Bag held in their hands.

Cyril sat on the driver's seat. I inserted the key and started the car. Po looked at me somehow. This time he was already considering me more than on his first acquaintance. Obviously evaluating glance, I noticed immediately.

- Put the bag back. - He offered and took the car from the parking brake. - Are you for safety?

- For what? - I asked again and put the bag back, even though the belt prevented me from turning.

- Well, how. He buckled up. Few people do that. - He said, and we left the street from the courtyard.

- And this is yes. I got used already. It does not bother me. Well he was not hanged here for nothing. - I said, and lay back in the seat. - Safety first.

- Just like safe sex. - he said laughing.

I giggled back and nodded in agreement. Next we chatted on a common theme. I learned that he works as a sales agent and he has to travel a lot. Removes an apartment and lives in the city. He lived with the girl, but they broke up for a month. Now his friend lives with him. With parents somehow does not want to live. So more independent. The outskirts of the city have already begun. Machines became more. Some were already driving with their headlights on, although it was still not completely dark. I briefly told about myself. Well, what they say when they first met.

Then his phone rang. According to the conversation, I understood that this was his roommate. And you need to call him. About what he said to me already at the end of the conversation. I did not mind. I was not in a hurry. It was not so late. We went a little bit different route than driving here. He stopped at some shop. The back door opened and another guy of his age got into our car. Wearing green pants, a light brown shirt and a black jacket. Slim, of medium height, with dark hair. About slightly moved my laptop. Sat down almost in the middle of what would see us.

- Hello! Are you a new girl Kiryuha? - He asked and took the headrests.

I just had time to say hello. As Cyril put his word.

- No Yura. This is one-sister sister Ilona. They were studying at our house. I now take her to the hostel and go home. I'm tired today somehow. Somewhere 300 kilometers traveled.

- Let's take a little walk. You still have time to sleep off. Does such a beautiful girl have a boyfriend? - Yura asked again and smiled so widely. - You are not against our company?

- There is no guy now. - I answered and turned my head towards Yura and saw his sweet smile. - I do not even know. And what suggestions?

- Maybe we go to the movies? - Yura thoughtfully suggested with such pauses. - A new comedy was released “My kid” session tonight, and until the cinema sit in a cafe. Let's get acquainted closer. How are you?

I thought. Somehow shrugged. I somehow did not know what to do. I have not been to the cinema since spring. For a while, everyone calmed down. Only the noise of the engine and neighboring cars was heard.

- Yura. Get away from the girl.My sister told me to bring her intact to the hostel, and not to arrange an entertainment program. - Cyril said a little displeased. - And I'm tired too.

- What are you like an old man. - Yura said with irony and patted him on the shoulder. “You'll sleep off another hard worker.” A cultural program does not hurt. He looks what a beauty, not that your ex fat. Forget you her. Ilonka, do you have a girlfriend?

Cyril and I somehow thought at the same time. I scrolled who can be called for the evening, and he clearly remembered his ex. His eyes were so sad. Yura again interrupted silence.

- What are you thinking about? Yes, you decide! What I persuade you as little. Ilonka! So what about the girlfriend?

- Wait, I'll call now. I think she will agree. In the dorm still bored. - I answered and got the phone out of my purse. - And Cyril agree?

- Well, if you so want. Good. Where is your girlfriend pick up? - Kirill asked what would not spin around the city too much.

- So at once! - Yura shouted quite.

I said that I would go to the hostel. I called Yanke. She did not refuse to have fun, which I had no doubt. From only I was sure that in the allocated 10 minutes she would not have time to gather. We already arrived at the hostel and waited for her. The guys even made me call her again. Here in the distance and seemed Yanka. We studied with her in the same specialty, only in different groups. Yanka is a year older than me. Of medium height, slim with a small breasts of the first size blonde. I showed it to the guys. She obviously liked them. I understood this immediately by their lustful views. And she also wore tights and a short dress, and boots in heels with flowing hair. She looked very seductive.

I opened the door and waved her a hand that she would see where to go. I Yanka smiled and, tapping her heels on the asphalt, quickly moved in our direction. Yanka sat next to Yura. I introduced her guys. And they began to decide where to go. We had a little more than an hour before the start of the session. We stopped at a small cafe near the cinema. There is not so expensive and people should not be much to take a table. I wanted to go to the hostel and take the laptop, but I think they would not agree to wait for me.

In 10 minutes of a trip in the evening city we already were at a cafe. There were several cars in the parking lot. There were not many people. The guys obviously did not have a lot of money with them and were visibly nervous as a young, slender waitress served us a menu. I didn’t have much cash with me, but recently I was given a scholarship for September, and I didn’t take it off. But she decided not to take anything expensive. Limited cheesecakes and cocoa. Milana fed me quite well. We made our orders. The guys wanted to take the liquor. But one was driving, but Janka and I refused to drink. I did not want to go to the cinema in this form. So, only Yura took a glass of beer.

Then everything went quite culturally and modestly. The guys didn’t know what kind of slut we were, and we could be put to bed with less effort and waste, but we liked their courtship. It went like a normal date. The guys told funny stories, jokes. Well, we just giggled and sometimes supplemented the stories with our impressions. Time flew by. They decided not to go to the cinema, but to walk around the evening city. Already quite dark. Turn on the lights. Cars shone in the trail headlights. It was a little chilly. But Cyril held me with his hand and warmed one of my palm. They looked from the outside like an ordinary couple who decided to take a walk in the evening city. We reached the cinema quickly. People at the entrance were few.

There were posters with movie advertisements. A couple of guys were smoking aside and discussing something loudly. Yanka twisted the hair on her finger and told something so actively to Yura. In my light jacket was cool. The cinema was built long ago. In the hall, everything looked quite old. Well, at least it's warmer than on the street. The second couple approached us, and we sent Yura to buy tickets.

We entered a dimly lit room. There were few people. So with a dozen such couples, like us and several other different companies. In total, it can be about a hundred and it would be enough. Our ... Read more →

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