- Okay. I will do my best. Already how it goes. - I shrugged and straightened her purse on her shoulder, it would be better if she was at home.

- Good luck! - quietly said Oksana, in her lovely eyes again made tears.

- Thank! I went.

I wanted to say that she wouldn’t cry and go home, but she understood that she definitely wouldn’t work. And the more will not stop crying. Once she has such love. I walked slowly to the cafe. Good thing I somehow did not bother about it. Janka also fucked with Cyril, especially nothing terrible, I did not see it, although I did not really love him so much. In general, he was cute and pleasant to me, but no more. I took a deep breath again. I pulled the door handle. I myself did not think that I was so nervous. Although it can run away now and nowhere to go. I looked at the benches in the distance. Oksana was watching me. Once already came here you must go to the end. And what will I tell him that I came here. Although it may not ask. I lie to something in the course.

I went inside. It smelled of food, fresh pastries, coffee. The place was not much. The interior didn't really stand out. On the walls, as if hung from different signs from newspapers, small tables. People ate, at one table sat a noisy group of students. People from the offices went out to eat. Near the counter sat a couple of people. I noticed my victim too. Shivering passed through the body. He looked somewhere out the window and did not see me. He is of medium height, slim, with brown hair, an elongated face, slightly not shaved. He was wearing a gray blouse with black stripes and ordinary jeans, his jacket was hanging on a chair behind him. There was a cup of coffee and an empty plate in front of him.

I was somehow scared. Although she did not know what I was afraid of. I swallowed nervously. A cheerful song about Serezhino cake was playing on the radio. I already smiled, just for such a place. I didn't even want to eat, although I only ate in the morning. Even a little nauseated. And this Oksana took on my head. I glanced at the visitors. Nobody looked at me, everyone was busy with their business and no one was interested in the details of our insidious plan.

- A girl. - brought me out of some stupor the voice of the waitress. - Over there is a free table you can sit down.

- Thank. - I thanked her and showed on Dima. - I saw a friend here.

“I'll come to you in a minute.”

I nodded and moved toward Dima. Why am I so excited? I need to calm down somehow, and it’s as if I’m not tempting one guy, but have to sleep with the whole rural football team. A slight tremor went through the body. I tried to look out the window and see Oksana, but could not really see anything. Only the flow of cars that ran down the street. I took small steps. Just occupied that free table. I went to Dima. He still did not see me, but looked sadly out the window.

- Hello! Can I come to you? - uncertain asked and tried not to look into his eyes. - And that all the tables occupied, and you alone.

- Hello! - he gestured at a vacant chair, looked at me appreciatively, seemed so sad, or so I thought.

- Are you waiting for someone? - I clarified and hung a handbag on a chair. - And I was walking and getting hungry, and here it smells so good.

I didn't even know what to say. Just blatantly lied. I did not want to eat at all, but what was to be told. He looked at me, it was noticeable that he was worried. Well, he was waiting for his girlfriend, and here I came.

- I'm waiting for Oksana. Are you studying with her in the same group? - Dima put his question and noticeably glanced at the neckline of my jacket, trying to see the edges of the bodice.

- Yes. - I already nodded my head and more comfortably settled into a chair. - She talked about you. You seem Dima. I still saw you in the dorm room on one little booklet.

- Yeah. Yes, yes it seems I remember.- he thought so, became a little more fun. - Where she goes. I've been waiting for her for half an hour here.

- Yes, it will come. - I almost giggled, just smiled, well, that he was looking at the moment through the window, and not at me, otherwise everything could have failed. - We are girls. And you need to choose an outfit, and make up, wants to be beautiful for you. Will come now. Although I try to be as punctual as possible.

- Then your boyfriend is lucky. - he sighed and looked at me. - From you and so beautiful. Why this extra makeup and these things are different.

- Thank. - I thanked him and quite smiled.

Unnoticed by the same waitress. Quickly got her notebook. She looked us over. Although we didn't really stand out from the outside, it was crowded and a lot of work, so she quickly tried to accept the order. I reached for the menu. Hands trembling slightly. It seemed to me that I calmed down. Well, it just seemed. I looked at the frayed leaves. I did not want anything, but the order had to be made, otherwise it would have caused suspicion.

“I have a cup of black tea and a cherry jam bun.” - I made my choice and put the menu on the edge of the table.

- I will bring it now. - she made a note in a notebook. - Will you have something else?

- No thanks. - Dima just sighed and looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

The waitress went to another table. I looked at her pretty ass, tightly wrapped in black jeans. I even wanted to hold her crotch, feel the moisture on the fingers. So I'm not here for that, I looked at Dima again. I didn’t really know what to ask him, and he didn’t take the initiative either. I understood that I needed to say something, but I didn’t know which general theme to choose. I didn't know him at all.

- Often so Oksana likes to be late? - I came up with a question and somehow smiled.

- Happenes. - he shrugged his shoulders and looked at me. - Are you friends with Oksana?

- Not so very close. But we are classmates, sometimes we sit side by side at lectures. So chatting. Well, as a group we celebrate something too. - at least there was no need to lie.

- Your order. - dear waitress put everything on the table. - Enjoy your meal.

- Thank. - I thanked and began to stir the tea.

Played a tune on his phone. Dima already twitched. I just smiled. He wanted to leave, but the cafe was crowded, and he answered right at the table. I inhaled the aroma of hot tea. The bun was also hot and fresh. Then I remembered how my grandmother baked pies with different preserves in the village, and I ate them so appetizing with goat milk. Yes, and now I would not refuse milk, I looked at the transparent cup of tea. I just took a deep breath and began to observe Dmitry. It looked ridiculous how he tenderly addressed Oksana and persuaded her to run away from home. I scooped up tea and tasted it. Turned out to be hot. I decided to wait a bit and looked at Dima again. He ended the conversation. Now he even seemed more cheerful than before I arrived.

- What she said? - I was curious and smiled.

- It will not be today. Mom made her do something around the house. - he told me cheerfully, and even somehow revived. - Where are you going after a cafe?

- I do not know. - I shrugged and did not expect such a rapid pressure from him. - In a hostel, probably go. We cleaned up the territory here, and the weather is so cool today that I decided to walk around the city. Here and looked in.

- Yeah. The weather is great. Listen up - he made a short pause and so looked at me. - And you do not want to walk with me. We can go to the park or just walk in the center. What do you say?

- I dont know. - although I wanted to immediately agree, but I decided that he would still have suspicions.

- Let's go. Still nothing to do today. And so have a good time, walk, chat, tell me about Oksana.

I took a bite and took a sip of tea. A slight tremor went through the body. Now he has become much more fun. He began to tell me a story, how he, without knowing anything, tried to pass an examination in philosophy. I just ... Read more →