you bro, give! For a whole year to use the time machine only three times? Who is she?

- You do not know her.

- So dwell on one woman? Ida with me. Say where I was lost?

I nodded.

- Student swimming pool party! Twenty girls by the pool in symbolic swimsuits. Inflamed with the sun, music and drinks. All skin colors, blondes, brunettes, redheads. I put the markers there! Every 15 minutes. Fly there for the second year! Ida with me! - repeated Vadim invitation, - Of course, they are fucked-frustrated and can not swallow sperm, but, I think, you can easily choose a suitable option for yourself.

I winced, but my friend did not notice anything.

- And you know what is most pleasant? - Vadim did not need my answers, - To persuade, to frighten, to console, it was necessary only on the first lap. The second was simpler. Just starting to portray the touchy, and I told her: “Look at your underpants, lick your lips, will you recognize the taste? Lean down and suck! ”And then, they began to perceive my appearance as a continuation of sleep. And I'm really proud of myself! It turns out that I can satisfy any girl with the most difficult sexuality! A matter of time, and now I have enough art!

I shook my head, for some reason I wanted to cry.

- Love means? - He picked at my diplomat.

- I'm getting married, Vadim. On a real girl in the present.

And he extended his hand to Vadim for a handshake:

- Thank!

**

The last time I put a marker before the wedding. The moment you smile, you put on your veil. I decided that I would return to this marker every time I wanted to have oral sex. Blowjob performed by the bride, with a veil. This is great! I intended to leave the second marker already in the bedroom of the newlyweds ...

But the wedding did not take place. You disappeared. I had to leave the marker at the moment when your bridesmaids, all four, gathered to tell me that you are not anywhere.

I organized the search in my own way. First-to-first, I returned to the marker with a veil and found that the extractor was not working. Since I cannot take you from the past to my present, it means that you are not in my present. From this follows only one thing - you are dead. Desperate, day after day I returned to the last marker for my girlfriends to look for you, searched all the surroundings - all in vain. No trace. To console myself, I took turns fucking all your girlfriends. Then again and again. There was sex, but there was no consolation. In the end, I found that girls were tired of fucking, because I was returning at the same moment of their life, and sexual acts for them followed in a row. I was resting between sessions, but they were not. I started looking for Vadim. And did not find it! Vadim also disappeared without a trace. But this is the case about which he warned me! Now I must somehow dispose of his invention ... But how?

**

I threw all four portraits on the table in front of me like a fan. I didn't want to draw your girlfriends. I laid my head on the folded hands ... and fell asleep.

**

Someone poked my finger in the crown and woke me ... Persistently so ...

- You!

You sat on the table in front of me, with a blanket on your shoulders. Your legs were invitingly apart on either side of me, there were no panties. You smelled!

- I miss you! - instead of greeting you pulled my head with my mouth to my pussy.

I miss you too! Submissively connected language. Are you alive! But why? A white caesarean scar loomed before my eyes. There were some questions in my head, and there was no explanation for your disappearance and occurrence. But my mouth was busy all the time. You finished, I gladly licked you, and decided to ask a question. Jumped to his feet,

- Pretty! I!..

You jumped off the table, on your knees in front of me, lifted your full pleading eyes:

- You are welcome!

And she opened her mouth. I could not resist, I allowed ... After all, I so missed your lips ... and the tongue ... I finished ...You swallowed and continued to suck. Gently. A new erection ... I raised you on the table, lifted my legs ... Entered ... Like the first time.

- I! I! I!?

- No one will go! - in your own way you understood my question. And we had no time for questioning.

**

We were lying on the floor on your blanket, bursting with questions. You did not answer, but only mysteriously smiled. Finally, she got up and, stepping gracefully with her long legs, returned to the table, looked at the pictures:

- So I'm your fourth?

I grunted something unintelligible in response. You looked down at me:

- Now I will leave, the investigator will call in and you will tell him where you hid the time machine.

- Not! - I jumped up from the floor. She knows! How? Where from ?!

It seemed to me that the sunlight penetrates through your beautiful body, and the body itself has become a little blurred or something. I reached out to you to make sure that you are not a mirage. You firmly stated:

- Yes! It is important! - my hand touched the familiar flesh. She held out a business card, out of which she had come from on the table. Your name, my last name, doctor ... Berlin time study institute, department of demography.

- But how! - I glanced over the table, the sun's rays were still shining on my drawings, and the silhouette of the window did not move a millimeter, - So it means! ... You are from the future! So that's why you disappeared! Therefore, I could not find you! You were not in my present. And I thought you were dead.

“This is important,” you repeated seriously, and clarified, “It is important for us that you disclose the location of the car.” And I promise to take you out of here.

- And are we all good there?

- Well you saw your name on the card. We have been happily married for many years.

- And Vadim?

- Our Vadim is already three years old. Good boy.

- Our Vadim? - in my eyes darkened from happiness, - And ...?

You interrupted.

- And your Vadim disappeared. We solved many problems over which he fought. And now our institute is evacuating Allied bombings from World War II. People who died in bomb shelters in German cities. So we solve the demographic problem of modern Germany. In bomb shelters there were a lot of people, the place and time of their death are known.

- Doom in bomb shelters?

- From choking and heat. About fire storms heard, probably?

- And the marker?

- Not required!

- So, big Vadim figured out how to travel without a marker?

- Big Vadim disappeared. We think its extractor did not have enough battery power to return. Do you want us to charge you to look for him? True, it is necessary to learn not only to fuck and count money.