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The story is written at the request of the reader. All names are changed. Another story about the heroine of the story "First Time"

This holiday, we Oleg planned for a long time. We went to Kaliningrad with him several times, visited several travel agencies ... We consulted with friends and acquaintances who had already traveled to Egypt ... In the end, the choice was made - Hurghada. Vouchers for the end of September were ordered, they did not release the husband before. The husband of the ship was supposed to be on repair and Semyon Semyonovich (the ship’s commander) promised to let him go on vacation for two weeks. It was easier for me, the head of the club willingly went to the meeting and no problems were foreseen. I have already started quietly buying new clothes. There were problems, especially with a swimsuit. Something like, something not. That top is suitable, but the bottom is not. That is the opposite ... It was necessary to have two swimsuits ... But not in the same walk constantly! I wanted to look good on the beach. Shorts, tops, sun hat, slates ... New sunglasses ... A solid headache, especially since we don’t have to buy this in our town, we had to dangle in Koenig. Yes, and my husband also needed something ... Although it was easier with him ...

Everything was acquired, it was necessary only to put in a suitcase. And then the trouble came ...

Repair of the ship was postponed for several months, and the ship itself was sent on the voyage in September to the Atlantic. Exercises with live firing were planned ... And Oleg's vacation covered himself with a copper basin, at best, November-December.

In short, all our preparations are under the tail! I was so upset that I even burst into tears of despair when he told me about it. He was also very upset. We dreamed about this trip ...

Well? So again to spend a vacation here. The sea is near, but I wanted to go to warm lands, swim in the warm sea, roll on the hot sand ... Yes, you could go to your parents, to mine or Oleg ... But this is not that ... Of course, they refused tickets ...

I went, as lowered into the water. Such were the plans at one moment ...

Olezhke felt sorry for me:

- Er! If you want, you can go alone ...

- Are you serious?

- Yes, I see how upset you are. You can take some girlfriend ... Go together with the children ... A?

I first caught fire on his idea. But ... I have friends and friends here, once and twice and miscalculated. And all of the work ... And the two won't be let go right away ... There was also Alka, the neighbor. But with her I did not want to go ...

- No I do not want to...

- Well, you can do it alone with your daughter ... Only ...

- True! Darling, as I love you ... - without listening to him, I happily chirped.

I have already imagined myself at sea, drawing rainbow pictures ...

- Only with one condition ...

- Yes? Which one

- Only not to Egypt. Go to the Crimea, I have friends there, or in Sochi ...

I also wanted to go to the Red Sea, I have never been there ... Everyone responded so well about the rest there ... Not a trace was left of the euphoria. But knowing Oleg, I did not even argue ... In principle, it is better on the Black Sea than at home.

- I agree, dear! For any of your conditions! - and I threw myself on his neck ...

I consulted with the girls at work, where it is better to go in September ... The Crimea dropped out immediately, there, in September, the water is cool. After not much thought, I decided to go to Adler. They even gave me a phone ... I phoned and discussed the conditions. Everything suited me ... They even promised to meet me at the station ...

The next day I went to Koenig, I had to buy tickets to Moscow for a plane and back, and a train, at both ends. It was possible by plane to Adler, but it was too expensive.

All the time before departure, I was afraid that my husband would change his mind. He let me rest one for the first time. One I just went to his parents in St. Petersburg, and to my own in the Voronezh region.

Every day my mood improved, and when it came time to pack my bags, I was just flying on the wings. Oleg sadly looked at my fees. Oh, how I understood him ... Instead of the warm sea, he soon set off to the cold Atlantic. Oleg spent with his daughter Julia on a plane. When they were saying goodbye, I asked to be careful.What he knew how to mean, I did not understand. But, of course, I promised. And I promised him to be a good girl ...

Two days the road flew surprisingly quickly. We were met at the station. They offered a choice of several number. I chose the penultimate room on the second floor. Why him? The room was huge, in fact, the room was for four, there was one big bed and two single beds. TV, refrigerator, condo, wardrobe, table ... Toilet with shower ... What else do you need?

Even without unpacking things, we asked for directions and went with the daughter to the sea.

Hooray! Sea! Beauty! I was happy as a child. The question is why? I was at sea and more than once! Maybe it’s all the blame for the intoxicating word - FREEDOM! Having dug into such a state that having come to ourselves, Julia and I, having had a quick snack, went to bed!

During the rest we have worked out a certain schedule. We got up at about 8 o'clock and put ourselves in order, went to the beach, had a snack on the way to a cafe. When it became hot they left, dined on the way back. Then an afternoon nap. And already at 4 o'clock again on the beach and before sunset. We had dinner in the room - vegetables, fruits, all sorts of sweets ... I didn’t want to cook at all, although there was a kitchen on the first floor. Having put my daughter to bed, I allowed myself beer or wine. So about everything, and it was until our departure.

I saw the neighbor on the second day of our stay. I drank wine in the evening, at a table near our room (such tables stood at each room). I was still in a state of euphoria, so I liked everything here.

- Sorry! Won't you keep me company?

I shuddered in surprise. He came out of nowhere ...

In front of me stood a man of about forty, maybe forty-five. Dark hair, with light gray, the most common face. Medium height, athletic build. The voice is soft, pleasant timbre. Nothing special, if it were not for the eyes, with large dark pupils.

- Oh sorry! I did not want to scare you! I look, you sit alone ... And I alone ... In the company more fun ... I am your neighbor ...

He pointed to the very last room on the floor.

- Well, if not for a long time ... It’s time for me to sleep ...

- What are you talking about. Even if it will be just a minute, I will still be very happy ...

At his table it was more comfortable, he stood in a small niche behind the door to the room. On the table was a bottle of brandy, on the plates were chopped cheese and lemon.

- My name is Constantine! You can just Kostya ... It is not very convenient to talk without knowing the name of the interlocutor.

“Irina,” I introduced myself.

- Been here long?

- The day before yesterday arrived ...

- Wonderful! You have time for the car, all the rest is ahead ... And I will be leaving soon ...

Gradually, a conversation began, he advised where to go on a tour, where it was delicious and not expensive to have dinner. Where to go with my daughter. Then they chatted about everything. I didn't even notice how the hour went. It was time to sleep.

“I have to go,” I said, getting up from the table.

- Thank you, Ira. It was very nice to talk with you. Maybe tomorrow ... If you do not mind, we repeat?

I smiled and went to my room. I was not going to promise him anything. I was just pleased in his company, but only.

The next evening, I sat at his table again. He told about himself, about his work ... By the way, he ended up with Peter, like my husband. It was pleasant to listen to him ... His voice relaxed me, I felt so good and calm.

- Ira, can I ask you a question?

- Yes of course.

- Why are you alone relaxing? Without a husband?

I really did not want him to talk about himself. And I tried to laugh it off ...

- Why did you decide that I was married? Maybe I have no husband!

- You have a little ring on your finger!

- Ha, ha! It just all turns out ... He should have gone with us, but ...

I hesitated, I really did not want to go into details ...

- If you do not want, you can not speak ...

- He could not....

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