- Not here ... if you want to ... - And red. I do not know how I managed to see it - rather felt.
Skukozhivshiysya was, man vospryanul - had the opportunity to learn something even-handed. The new path was difficult, and we, the curious had to kind of sore. A Lenka immediately start screaming from the eyes of its potekli tears, she called mamochku, said all the interjections of Russian language, which I reviewed only "nice" and "even" ...
When all is over, it has long vzhimalas me on the shoulder, sotryasaemaya vshlipami similar to hysteria. Her kogotki vpivalis me in the back and neck, but I terepel and touch her wet trembling back and head. And it sheptala wet with tears in her shoulder:
- What are you doing to me ... I'm now all the time you have хоч ... I have a son, I can not ... nice ...
Then I realized that I love her like no one has ever loved. And can not forget her whole life, I will now have something to miss. And absolutely incomprehensible to me now was that with all this done. She slept and I sat and thought. I think that ended the third day and still have half of that in three hours (somewhere far in Helsinki) technology will start to check on-board systems silver bird-plane, he vzovetsya into the sky and focus on the beak ... And fell asleep, not dodumav until the end. ... Under our sailed Spolokhi tales, sailed dense clouds that look like a giant brain of the planet Solaris. I stirred in his chair. All talks were already behind us - there on the ground.
...- You love me? - She looked serious, fingers on the purse barabanili. - Yes.
- A married to me now? If all return? ..
- Yes.
- We still see you, dear?
- We will see, necessarily - I answered as to more serious, but because lying is not like, silently added to himself - in a dream. Still, she understood everything. Her husband waited at home, where she was apparently on his own, but it is loved. I may be waiting for his wife. "Poprygunya-red dragonfly summer propela ..." - I recalled vicious rasskazka .. I hate ants ... And for the first time in the life of the phrase "married man" seemed to me unnatural and fussy, ugly indelible stain. Frozen dragonfly sat in the row over the passage and, in chilly kutayas collar sweaters, silently, staring out the window. But it is hardly something they saw.
As always, when my beloved back home during the day, that day, he again went to kindergarten for his daughter. I waited for the release around the corner, once again obdumyvaya its worst, in fact, the situation. Korçe at the peak of desire and despair, I have in the last few days have increasingly come to believe that it is necessary to seek a way out. Stop coming here (or rather, get on the four modes of transport) - it is beyond my power ... And the outcome may be. I do not want anything - not a friend of his - a simple, human, male friendship, or possession of them - this, I never dreamed I would, that he once turned to me in person, Tole Nesterova, and not to bezymyannomu client. Oh, I have been modest, as you can see! And Providence recompensed me.
For the first time for everything these days, my dear, taking my daughter out of garden, went with her to the store. I am delighted by the fact that the opportunity to see him so extended, of course, followed him. They are quite long and bestolkovo roam about the trading hall and to the extent not pay attention to me, that I do obnaglel that stood in line for sunflower oil, directly behind them. No bottles, I was not, but I uhitrilsya download from empty milk crates. Caps, of course, was not, and I look forward to throw the bottle, along with oil immediately after leaving the store. During his spin on the hall, I typed in the basket a few cans.
After a cashier and control, they stopped at the table to shift the purchase of the baskets in the bag. I came very close, blagogoveyno listening to their peaceful family conversation.
- And I rasserdilas - reported the girl to his father last kindergarten news - so the quality instruments arise from the pot (and I'm already there popisala and pokakala), so Ka-ak nadenu he Sashko this on its head - which schipletsya, fool? !
The girl made a gesture with a strong and dropped the doll, which had hitherto held in his hands. And it is my favorite rushed up at the same time, and there was a wave, lightning, a club - what you want - I was struck - inspiration. I have committed treason. At that time, as the girl became unbend, I managed to put his basket on the edge of a table so that it haughtily, it will certainly hurt. I calculated correctly: the girl straight, pushed a basket, which collapsed on the floor. Three banks mayonnaise, shattered, obryzgali my trousers to the knees, and the milk bottle in the air is dense with oil poured my sweater.
In the eyes of an innocent child has not even had the fear of ... And my beloved prelestno so embarrassed that I was ready to stand in front of him to his knees. While his daughter has lost the gift of speech, he was not quite intelligibly apologize. The moment was amazing. I laughed genially:
- What do you, that you are ...
His thin fingers, slightly lowered and trembling already myali five.
- For God's sake ... mayonnaise ... Oil ... I ask you, take. You can buy again ... Tanya, I still talk to you ... Oh, my God, your costume! .. What to do? What bad luck! ..
Disaster! I wanted to kiss his hands! Suppose I was in such a pitiful role, anyway, I went in his life! His daughter is twenty years old, and he laughed a recall: "Remember, Tanya, when you were five years old, you knock at the store for a bottle of noodle with butter! But he had a sweater! And physiognomy! " At that moment he, however, was not to laugh. Upivayas his goodness and power the minute, I continued:
- Ah, if I did not have to be two hours in the ... I could come home to change ... Because I live far away, and it is not my product, but ... - Nothing putnogo I could not come up, but the favorite has already met with the thoughts:
- We live in the house - see? - You bet I do not know. - I beg you ... I beg ... time this happens, do not refuse ... go up to us. His wife something out. It is impossible in such a way ... Ah, Tanya, Tanya ...
Tanya has already realized that the massacre is not it, and started a little smile. Once again, we exchanged courtesies with her dad and I went after them ...
When we came to the door, my heart stopped and dropped somewhere in the stomach. Could I have another hour ago, to imagine that suddenly will be admitted to this almost intimate, warm his world of man, about whom I neznal even as his name, but that was for me more of my breath!
Obmiraya, I crossed the threshold of his apartment. Young blonde, kinuvshayasya we always appeared to be his wife found out what's wrong, cried out:
- Ah, Oleg, is it in you such a clumsy, you also do not provide their movements ... Tanya, uydi to his room and was not shown! Could be better to control the child.
"Oleg, Olezhek, Fawn, my ..." - Happiness svalilos at me so suddenly that I nearly lost his head.
- A young man that you are standing in the doorway? I have a wonderful Austrian pasta, I have two accounts in your oil will bring.
- I actually ... - I still stick to the heart, trying to cope with it.
- Then go to the bathroom and I would like from your clothes! She digging me out of it! Divided by the door! Ah, Olezhek, I will go through it! I went to the bathroom and handed it to consistently sweater and pants. Then this woman has done what I have until the end of life is ready to pull it rocks: prosunula me a big brown double robe with the words:
- Odentes until my husband's robe. Do not sit you in shorts until all dry.
How crazy, I grabbed a dressing gown and utknulsya in his face. Shershavaya, zastirannaya fabric pahla vulgar colognes, a little later and still something incomprehensible, insane, and welcome to the pain. I did not even attempt to deal with the attack of desire. By compressing into the arms of the robe, I sodral and otshvyrnul won shorts, then the last naitiem turned crane. Noisy polivshayasya water zaglushila my moaning. I barely managed to move the robe in the bathroom and returned to the stream of attrition ...
I went totally happy, and that no one looked in my direction, it is not touched me. From the kitchen donosilos pozvyakivanie iron and voice Olezhkinoy wife:
- What the hell are you here privolok this type? Eternally vvyazheshsya into something on my head. And no more need to go to him - I'm now in his two accounts send out.
I again dived to the bathroom. I do not care already. Postuchav, she gave me my clothes and ice voice said:
- I did everything it could. My husband once again refer you to apologize, pereodentes - and go. Door zahlopnite. Goodbye.
She closed the door. I listened to her hard udalyavshimsya up and thought: Olezhka miserable! And I am miserable ...
I do not happen here. Never heard his voice, not to meet with him look. My daily walks were finished, because now it really Olezhek remember me in person and make my acquaintance in the house apparently did not want. I have something vygadal? Certainly. I just loved him physically, I visited his house and I can walk away with a priceless treasure in the memory - I know now, that is surrounded by infinitely loved me man. I finally staschil of the pelvis with the dirty linen of his wet socks. I am unhappy forever, but at a terrible and brutal in my life, I once saw the sky in diamonds.
