When there is no sense in names. Sergey Strelyaev

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riddance! You will want to eat, you will return!

      Having shut the door with a bang and having heard following dissatisfied grumble of mother, Ira jumped out to the yard. Ran by the girlfriends who are taking seat in the car and, without noticing the views of foreign guys eating it, rushed off on a meeting with Igor.

      The pink dress was brightly drawn among monotonous dresses of people, the girl came up because of turn and, having noticed Igor, habitually waved to it with a hand. “All behind, the main thing – I with it”, – there were her last thoughts before a usual greeting.

      – Hi, my darling! – the voice blew over the walking crowd ringing. – Forgive, was late!

      – What you shout again! How many it is possible to speak…!

      This time Igor was not mistaken – passersby did not lose sight of them. But as the reason of attention served not shouts, and a translucent dress, harmonious suntanned legs and happiness electricity scattered by Ira.

      – … Let’s go, we will look how the youth kisses, – two women approached them.

      Lovers turned back.

      – Sorry, – one of them whispered, nudging the second to flight. – You saw as her eyes shine, and there are no tears! – women shared impressions, without caring for proximity of discussed.

      – Here you see, everything is good. In total nonsense! – kissing the guy, forced it to embrace herself for a waist. – Let look, let envy! – her laughter, childly happy, floated over the heads. People smiled, became to each other warmer.

      Already being sorry about the made decision to appear in public …, “moreover and on credit got”, Igor seized the girl by a hand, dragged in darkness of the park. Ira, hardly keeping up with him, sprained legs on the garbage scattered around, beat heels a frequent tattoo from the broken paths.

      – Well what you? – having stopped, rubbed peredavlenny darling a wrist. – I can and kiss in public, it is not a shame to me!

      – Enough! Sit down on a bench… and stop to laugh!

      Without knowing how to splash out anger, Igor strong seized the girl and, realizing the powerlessness, became greedy, also the evil her is sick to kiss. His hands did not know refusal in anything. More and more persistently and more safely he demanded proximity.

      – You want? – nevertheless Igor decided to ask, without weakening a grasp at all.

      – I do not know, – its voice for the first time grew dim.

      – And at you was?

      – Is not present …. I am afraid …, but if you want… if it is so necessary, then I agree, I agree to everything. Only be more gentle, to me it is painful…

      Voices abated, only rare couples sighed in undercover places of the sleepy town yes the strongest of the noisy companies finished drinking the remains of a holiday and wine. Slightly rustling, small beads in pools the rain laid down. He held her moist palm and quickened the pace. She did not do up the tousled hair and did not laugh any more, did not joke.

      – You will come tomorrow? – its voice shivered, she did not want, but asked. – Do not embrace, at first answer.

      – Of course, I will come, – having carelessly waved away, Igorek burst out laughing.

      He laughed and the next evening, telling about a love affair to friends. Stas encouragingly patted him shoulder and congratulated on the won victory.

      Both of them laughed, and the others were silent. Smoking one cigarette for another, also I was silent. Already felt sick me from the received nicotine dose, but I continued to smoke and consider a dirty pool at myself under legs. I knew that I will not see a welcome wave of her hand any more, now, hiding a wet face in hair, having taken off shoes with the broken-off heels, Ira went home and whispered to the one who did not come any more: “Today I was not late”.

      Paper country. Look from outside

      “Arrive to us on a visit,

      we will look, than to be proud”

      Without noticing dirt, Ania fast paces splashed on summer pools. Her small sandals were blotted through long ago, and harmonious legs became covered by droplets of black clay on the skirt. Recently heavy rain if not it, the girl would be long ago at home ended. The elements which only raged held it for several minutes in rural club where there passed the Friday disco.

      Wiping thin hands, large tears, the girl rushed, without sorting the road at all and, eventually, flew on a huge hummock, flatwise fell in a pool.

      – So it is also necessary to me, – she shouted in emptiness and loudly began to sob. – The silly woman, what was frightened of, – the self-condemning thoughts in the head, – twenty years, and all as small rushed. All this is even done,… much earlier. What do I wait, really for the prince on a white horse? In reply absolutely antiput, calming thoughts rushed: he does not love you, just wanted to use also all. Any feelings, only the animal attraction is felt by him to you. To it all the same: you or another.

      – No, it good, – she fought with the second I.

      “You remember, remember” …, – something pulsing was distributed inside and left under the heart, forcing to feel the aching, pressing breast pain and almost not to breathe. Before eyes the events which took place only half an hour ago, but already in time to turn into something very far as though happened absolutely to other person and, this millennium rushed.

      The pasha, the huge blond guy with an athletic constitution, gently entrained it in undercover corners of club. Thanks to thick walls fires of a disco and din of youth it is heard not so distinctly as if through a thick layer of cotton wool. The guy begins it to kiss greedy. Ania, without suspecting anything, gives in on his caress, as well as a week ago. He looks after her more than a month, and in it there is nothing prejudicious. The boyfriend this evening wanted from it bigger, than just kisses and usual caress. His hand impudently slides off below a waist. The girl, at last, understands in what business. With a force tries to push away him from itself. The pasha is much stronger. It strains all over and it after all manages to be discharged on some distance.

      – Let. I do not want, – not the, and some stranger, by an animal voice the girl shouts. The pasha of it does not notice or does not consider it necessary to pay attention and again, more persistently, tries to bring closer the girl to himself. In red, furious eyes the burning, devil sparks jump. With horror Ania notices that in them there is nothing human. All tenderness, all warmth which she so appreciated disappeared. There was a naked whim which hardly something you will stop. Having collected the last strength, strongly hits him a palm in the face. Without expecting such serious resistance, he for a minute was taken aback and let out the girl from embraces. Confusion in his eyes lasted long not, it is replaced by anger.

      – You that became stupid that you afford! – the rage strongly distorted his once beautiful face. White teeth grinned as if at a predator, skin became covered by red spots. – What is not enough for you yet? Month I follow you like a dog. Flowers, candies, constant wastes, and you., – on shout a lot of dancing in good podpitiya already ran together and silently observed offstage, being held a little off. – Well also go away to the city, it was secured by a nose here to twist. – Still yesterday’s friends were silent with malicious, mischievous smiles without saying a sound. Following it happened to listen to so much filth that if not personal participation, Ania would not believe for anything that all this was thrown up by it. That of whom she thinks for a long time at night that because of whom and for whom in her the most pure feeling began to arise.

      And now it seemed to it that she hears following sneers of drunk guys and dissolute maidens which began to coil around the first guy in the


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