Betrayal, I thought about it from childhood, probably, often hearing this from my mother's friends, then I listened from my friends at school and college, and after at work, this word fascinated everyone, even if they didn’t show it, but they strained my ears and listened to the topic of conversation.
I was able to flirt with guys, probably, it is in my nature, not everyone can, some just lost the power of speech and entered into some kind of stupor, when someone was looking at them, I don’t, on the contrary, I immediately wanted to crack. show yourself, they say not mistaken, you can look at me, maybe you will like me. So I argued with my girlfriends several times, they looked at me and took offense, I did not understand why, because I just chatted and nothing more, I need them to hurt these guys.
And yet when I got married, there was a terrible love, like an explosion, bang and all your consciousness is absorbed by him, there is nothing, only he, everywhere he, in his heart, and in his thoughts, in his stomach, in his views, it seemed to me that I was mad, it became even scary for myself, but it passed, just as suddenly as it appeared, I remembered again about the already forgotten word - betrayal. By that time my son was born, he already went to the kindergarten, all the time I spent, the house or with him, read, yoga, painted, I could afford it, my husband allowed me not to rush to work. I had friends, girls, at first timidly, and after that I was just frank
where and when they walk and seemed to ask my approval if they did the right thing and if I approved their choice, because they almost always introduced me to theirs, I don’t even know how to call them correctly, but in general men are on the side. Strange, but it didn’t jar me, I was negative about treason, I think the family, this is the family and there are no third parties, but I couldn’t blame them, though I couldn’t resist telling my husband about my conversations with my girlfriends, but I was not afraid of this, knowing that he would not tell anyone anything, he answered only that it was their choice and nothing more. Strange, but the word - treason did not frighten me, I even got used to it somehow and even sometimes, so when I was alone at home, I even had fantasies on this subject, yes, someone could say that this is just erotic fantasies but no, it is treason. Ultimately, this word as a virus penetrated me so deeply that I believed in it and began to take it for granted, as irreversible, like something that will happen sooner or later anyway. I did not think about the moral side of the topic, it jarred me and nothing more, did not scare me and did not turn me away, it was just not pleasant, that's all, but the virus was launched, and he slowly ate from the inside, not noticeably, but ate it all that previously held back, something that did not allow this thought to grow.
As far as I can remember, I was amazingly white, I was also called a snowflake in the kindergarten, not because I was blond and so white, not exactly the opposite. I am brunette and terribly real brunette, my hair is black as coal, but the skin is opposite white, white, that's why they called it a snowflake. If to describe, the color is similar to the snow, lit by the rays of the setting sun, slightly yellowish, but only a little, a little, even surprisingly, but the nipples were barely pinkish, only the pubis was strong, literally as a black spot on the rifle target, and the views of my girlfriends stood out , so they drilled me when I changed clothes. And I also had a strange structure of sponges, I actually consider them beautiful and always thought so, but once, when I went to practice at a collective farm, I noticed in the bathhouse how not only young women, but also elderly people literally stared at me , their gaze and gimlet me and I never got home, just rinsed off and ran away from them as far as possible. My sponges looked like a mussel shell, when she was calm and eager, she opened her sash and let out the tongue with which she ate, and sometimes this tongue reached surprisingly large sizes. So my lips in a quiet state were not so noticeable, they are modest and do not stand out, but as soon as I thought about something, everything changed, their flesh literally began to darken in gases, first the shade of coffee, heavily diluted with milk, after, like a chameleon, the color changed to dark brown, the petals swelled and turned out like a rose.
And the more I thought about someone, the more they swelled up, sometimes so much that I had to either spread my legs wider or vice versa, in fear of squeezing in such a way as to quench this involuntary desire for sex, but this usually did not help. I do not know why everything happened in the bathhouse then, but when I went out, I quickly went, but after five minutes I stopped, everything ached in my stomach, and somewhere between my legs a string rang, it stretched so tight that I could hardly reach shop, it is good that no one was around. I sat down and squeezed my knees as hard as possible, but that made it even worse. The wave, the sea waves a wave, it rolls from far away, you see it and you know that it will soon reach the shore, but now it stops, so you just take it and stand still halfway down, as if you clicked the switch and time stopped. I scooped more air into my lungs, and then the wave came to life again and from the depths, burning the insides, ran to the shore, so she reared up, rose, threw splashes and stopped again, even the splashes stopped, I felt the inevitable, after that there is no return stepped over the edge of the cliff, the center of gravity has shifted to emptiness and already nothing will hold you back, whether you like it or not, but you will fall. Instantly, I remembered how women looked at me, but my pubis, or rather on my lips and I was scared, ashamed that they could think, but this thought did not reassure me, and on the contrary created a new discharge in the groin, which led to a crushing new wave, which in a second blew my mind completely.
I pressed my hand to my stomach and waited, I had no choice but to do how to wait, wait. Silently looked at the passers-by, tried to smile at them, but the thoughts were about something else, it was first with me, I only got an orgasm from washing the way they looked at me, later I experienced similar feelings with my husband, we were not married yet, but it was everything has been decided, and already in the spring I already considered him a husband. I shaved my pubis, I loved to do it, as if I were exposed from the inside, you took off part of the prohibitions, you revealed yourself, there was a little awkwardness, modesty was going to the side, only you, yours, me and him are left. When I shaved for the first time, my fingers could not tear myself away from my body, I ironed and ironed everything, so I couldn’t have enjoyed new sensations if I hadn’t been scared, my mother knocked on the bathroom. Maxim, her husband, he was not looking at me like a hypnotized person, and right between my legs, it was not clever, I would have looked at myself, but I couldn’t lift my head, just watched him, and then I felt that very distant feeling that then a wave will come and at this moment the sponges began to open, it felt so clearly, so detailed, it became crowded and spreading the knees of the side, she spread them apart wider. They divided my white body by sex, a dark brown stripe literally dismembered him and this target did not allow Maxim to tear off his eyes and I again experienced an orgasm, but this time I was not afraid of him, he looked at me not understanding what was happening, in other it happened often, he finished quickly, and I remained in no destiny, and then demonstratively putting one hand on his chest and the other on the pubis received his, and he as the only spectator looked at me, and I played for him.
Treason, the very notion of treason, is so deeply entrenched in me that I began to think about it in all seriousness, but I understood that it was so hard, and maybe it’s really worth making a lover, why not, because there are no obligations, but no, you will not get away from him later, he will demand something all the time, and I myself cannot keep it all in myself, I will tell you sooner or later. No, this is not for me, although this word, treason, and so attracted, and beckoned like a forbidden fruit, it tickled in the breast. I wonder how many women change at all, I don’t talk about men, but about women, that's how much, half or more, or I’m wrong. After all, it’s enough to change the husband’s thoughts once and for all; thoughts are not just the first step, it’s already an action, and I’m not talking about fantasy, but it’s a concrete decision that will change and present with whom, with my friend’s husband, with my boss or so accident , but specifically, as if I went on a hunt.
I have known Marinka and Leshka for about eight years already, when I was in school, I went with my sister on an archaeological expedition there and met them. She herself was in love with Romka, so she had suffered all summer, but now I remember Marinka, she is thin, her skin is naturally dark, brown, curly hair, soft on voice, but tough on behavior, domineering, if you take a closer look, but you always behave calmly , thoughtful actions, a sharp look and a thin nose, in childhood we called such people, don’t put your nose where you don’t need your nose, but it will pinch, this is about her. She quarreled many girls, she went to reassure them, but I saw that Marinka did everything, he beat off the guys, but not everything went like clockwork, many guys just turned away from her, that's just Leshka she lashed out, in a different way and you can't say, he is soft, kind, we often sat around the fire and sang songs with a guitar, he succumbed to her charms, threw Svetlana, she studied with Leshka and Marinka in one course, and after they left for St. Petersburg, Leshka began to teach as a young and promising scientist, but Marinka did not fall behind, gave birth and immediately took up her thesis. And now they came to my sister, in general, my sister is a separate conversation, she is a scientist, not married, devoted herself to science, rummaging in the ground, looking for the remnants of history, and now she has become the head of museum funds. If Leshka came to our city, then just a few days later, Marinka arrived, everyone whispered that Leshka was a henpecked, even felt sorry for him, but respected for his head. After I gave birth, I thus joined the clan of mothers, I was able to calmly, rarely, but already communicate with Marinka, she generally has a nose to the top, neglects everyone, is conceited, so I don’t really love her, but in other respects a business.
Valya, my sister, invited me to her place, and I also wanted to see Leshka, he is such a sweetheart, well, just a sweetheart, he is six years older than me, and this is the abyss, when I’m only twenty-three years old, but this is not felt in conversations therefore she gladly agreed to join and drink some tea in the museum catacombs.
Leshka matured, became more skinny, the beard sticks out, but still the same restless, everything says and says, if of course there is his topic for conversation. We gathered at the end of the day, my sister can afford to close funds for protection when she wants, there are many rooms, two floors, shelves of books, cannons, sleighs, chests of all sorts, endless rows of clothes hangers, a whole room for boots, felt boots, sandals and even heaps of everything, especially scary to go to the weapons section, there are kept helmets, swords and shackles. And since I’m the sister of my boss, they let me go everywhere, and I love to watch, only someone constantly looks after me, everyone looks after me, everyone is afraid for their collection, well, so that by chance I don’t confuse it, I don’t stand the shelves , and I can.
After the funds were closed, everyone gathered in the reception room, set the tables, turned on the kettles and took out some cakes, I adore eating them. Time flew by is not noticeable, no one else in the way and did not hurry to leave, there were a lot of us, probably fifteen people, mostly museum workers and those who went on an expedition before, just talk and talk, because many people live in other cities and beyond their nose outside the office rarely show.
I managed to whisper a little with Leshka, as I love him, well, not so, but just like the guy, thin, blond, but most importantly what eyes and how he can talk beautifully, honey. I listened to him having hung his ears, winked at him several times, in the old fashioned way, as then in the taiga near Nefteyugansk, and he took me and answered, I almost stopped in surprise, so serious, almost a professor, and winks like a boy. And in other matters, I liked it and thought danced in my head, I looked at them, and I myself thought about him, which he tried to listen to the conversation, but thoughts flew not there. Unable to stand, I got up and went to roam the funds, they say that spirits roam here, she used to be afraid of this, but now she has matured and only wandered around the rooms with a smile, then in other it can get lost. One room enters the other, there is a hall, then a lattice, a transition to the second floor, and again you descend to the first, a new turn and a new hall or someone's office, it looks like a maze, and not a thoughtful office. I returned to the waiting room, no one seemed to notice me that I was leaving, only Leshko and Victor, a student, a trainee, paid attention to me. Leshka got up and went to pour water into the kettle. I quickly ran after him and caught up with the improvised kitchen, pressed against his ear and whispered.
- Leshka, how I miss you.
- Irishka, you matured, grew up like that, became like this, - he also wanted to say something, but I was ahead of him.
“Yes, I am now a wife and mother,” and then leaning against him, looked into her eyes, they took shine from him and added, “and I also love sex.”
It was like a bolt from the blue, she didn’t even expect it, but in her stomach everything started to growling and her chest ached, danced, it became fun and easy on the soul, it can do that, not afraid, just take it and say it.
- Seriously? - for some reason he asked me.
“And you thought I was still the same girl who cooks porridge,” and squinted into her face.
His eyes sparkled, he did not show his sight, but I saw myself in them, and it seemed to me that he hugs me, kisses, I saw it all in a split second and did not wait any longer and decided, come what may, the heart and jumped, toli with joy, toli with fear, I do not know, but having decided on it I said.
- Do you know where the office Mihsanych?
“Yes, there at the end,” and he shook his head somewhere.
“I'll wait for you,” and after a while, watching her reaction, she added, in about five minutes.
And without waiting for an answer, smacking as a friend on the cheek slowly, as if experiencing herself, went deep into the labyrinth of corridors. The heart was so torn, it seemed the blouse and that bounces under his blows, it all rang in my ears, what did I say to this, what did I suggest to him, what am I doing myself? Everything was spinning in my head, but I didn’t want to seek an answer, but on the contrary drove away these thoughts, didn’t even want to think about it, I just wanted the opposite.
I quickly found the same room, ran through nearby rooms, nobody, Mihsanych's office itself, was passing, quickly, as if afraid to be late, closed the opposite door on the latch, walked in the opposite direction a few rooms, looked out into the corridor, silence, not even voices came from the reception, only the rustle of the dress and some buzz in the batteries.
He can make fun of me, turn around and leave, can just look and threaten like a little girl with a finger, and maybe spank for edification, and maybe ... It doesn’t matter, he cannot refuse, cannot resist, cannot simply take it and turn around, I will not allow, I always achieve what I want, because I am a beautiful, sexy woman. Especially the word woman brought me, yes I am a woman, I am a wife, no, only I don’t have to think about it, although why not, I am a wife, I have fetters, she morally fetters my body, my soul, I want to break them , betrayal, again this word, this is exactly what I want to accomplish, but you should not stand like this, time passes. And I quickly returned to the room, looked around, as if I had missed something, and someone still lurked in the depths of the room among a pile of clothes, but nothing. With relief, I quickly undressed, so quickly that I was surprised myself, I stood in the middle of the perfect room naked, quickly grabbing things, stuffed them into a chest, and then took the first coat hanging on my shoulders and threw it on my shoulders. , but soft and surprisingly hot, I felt it right away.
Stupid, ridiculous situation, my sister, she is the fiend of hell for married men, hates them, I don’t know why, so she forbade me to get married, demanded that Maxim and I would wait two years, as if ripe for this, I did not give up and he too, but the fact that my sister is right here, in this building, just scared me now, I trembled with my whole body and looking around I began to look for that very chest. What have I done? How did you decide on this, and even here? But it was too late, steps were heard at the far end of the corridor. I became cold all over, and if this is not Leshka, but that if it is Mihanych himself, he is in the reception room, and what if it ... The steps were approaching, they were masculine, I pressed into the wall, so that I could not be seen at least it was immediately impossible to notice.
Leshka walked literally a few steps past me and did not pay attention, I merged with things on the hanger, he confidently walked on and turned the corner into the next room. I made the otlepitsya, literally break away from the wall, looked into the corridor, where he came from, no one, quickly semen barefoot, quickly, as much as a huge fur coat allowed, went to the door and closed it on the latch, my heart felt a little easier but not for long, he reached the door, which I closed and realizing that this was a dead end, created from the inside, began to return. It was useless to hide, my hands trembled a little and it was difficult to breathe, I did it first, so I was afraid of myself, I did not change him, but myself, but I wanted it, I don’t know why, I just wanted it all. I was afraid of unnecessary words, I didn’t want at all what he would say and I could no longer waste time, the sooner everything was resolved, the better.
I stood up so that Leshka saw me right away, it was impossible not to notice, I stood on the opposite side of the aisle, so he saw from a distance, sighing a little relieved, stepped aside and took a heavy chair, how much he weighed, probably a whole pud, so heavy, unfolded back to the door where Leshka should have appeared. The chair was also museum, about the same with my high grandmother was in the kitchen, my grandfather liked to sit behind him as the head of the family. The chair was covered with a cover with the image of wild flowers. Beautifully, very unusually, having thrown a leg, I sat down so that I could rest my hands on the back, the fur coat almost fell off my shoulders. Leshka appeared in the doorway, stopped and carefully looked at my bare legs sticking to the side, chest and everything below covered the back of the cover, he could only see the legs and arms. Uncertainly, he took a step, I started, as if he had touched me and at that time a fur coat literally fell off my shoulders, I squeezed, tried not to show that I was afraid of my nakedness, but my hands did not reach for her, chest touched the fabric, nipped in her nipples, so tedious, so sluggish, I blinked eyes.
“I lost you,” he began, and in the meantime he slowly approached me, I did not move, but only turned my head behind him, the nipples slid on the fabric — you grew Irka ...
“I know,” interrupted him, it was hard for me to be silent, I wanted to chat and chat, but I didn’t say a word anymore.
“You are beautiful,” as if he didn’t see this hall or didn’t see it and it took you to undress to pay attention to me, you became an adult mature woman.
I smiled, the words grew up and the woman amused me, for some reason now it was easy for me, and I was no longer afraid of him or of the situation in which I was, I knew only one thing, he rated me not like that girl who was sniffing she complained to him about her unhappy love, and now she looks at me as a woman, beautiful and sexy. He came up from the side, I turned to him, felt the chest sank heavily, slightly throwing the body back, so as not to cling to the back of the chair, so that it was easier and freer, looked into his eyes. And yet I felt shy and in order to completely remove the shackles of fear and uncertainty from myself, I got up and not paying attention to Leshka, it was hard for me, I went to the table.
Mikhsanych, was a slob, he had a real mess, and maybe it should be, my house sometimes turns into a dump, and if I didn’t find order once a week, I wouldn’t be able to find a simple pencil. I felt with my whole body how he drilled me with his eyes, to be honest, I was afraid that I had little time, I always thought about Marinka and my sister how long she would allow Leshka to wander through the funds alone or she considers this a safe territory . I leaned on the table, and then leaned over, as if I was considering something, but I’m a bit short-sighted, but not so much, I did it on purpose, I wanted him to make the first gesture, prove himself, showed that he was interested in me, in my tele. I moved so naturally, as if Leshki is not here, as if I alone stand here and show off before myself. Having bent at the waist, I slightly raised myself on tiptoe, my ass was stuck to the top, it looked brazenly, defiant, sexy, literally screaming thereby, I want you.
He put his hand on his buttock, I didn’t flinch, didn’t get frightened, squeezed, didn’t make a sound, I even pretended that I didn’t notice it, but I sang in my heart, jumped on a sunny hare.
“A beautiful statuette, I have the same at home,” I showed him through the back a cast-iron figurine of a little devil.
He ran his hand over his bare back for a second, stopped his hand on his lower back, and again put his palm on his ass, I slightly moved it, waited a moment and straightened, his hand slipped, his chest dropped heavily, I looked at her, my nipple clenched roughly and turned purple-pink, I seemed flushed and ashamed, but I did not turn away, but rather turned towards him and, raising myself on tiptoes, whispered in his ear, as if someone could have overheard me.
- I want you.
It was brief, this is what I most wanted right now, everything ached in my stomach, I felt that my sponges had already filled up and started to turn inside out for a long time, the only thing that was stopping them was that I squeezed my legs tightly.
- I want you.
I repeated, stretched out my hand and stroked Leshka on the unshaven cheek, he had already unbuttoned the belt, joy for himself, the triumph of the invisible pedestal, that soon I would cross that very finish line after which I would become not just a wife, but a cheater, I would go to a new level and I I really, really wanted this, but I still didn’t understand why I was so eager to do it.
I walked away from him giving the opportunity to calmly take off my jeans, tried not to look in his direction, although I was still looking for a reflection in the glass panes with my eyes. My heart was beating so hard that I could hardly move around the room, somewhere there, just a few dozen meters away, my sister was sitting here, I was an angel of family well-being for her, I looked down, I was ashamed.
She went to the chair, for which she had recently sat, picked up a fur coat from the floor and with difficulty put it on the chest that was standing nearby, and then sat on it and turning to Leshka just lay on her back, her chest swayed heavily and broke. I have it soft, it looks like jelly, no matter what I did, she repeats my movements behind me and now she swam a little from side to side while I was watching Leshka. He took off his jeans, looked at me, I think he liked my body, because for a few seconds he stopped undressing, but then, as if waking from a hypnotizing look, he quickly dropped the heat. I did not see his penis, I simply could not see, I felt a great need to finally spread my legs apart, I could not hold them forever, I was tired and my legs began to tremble a little. Having bent them in the knees, I tried to do it gracefully, slowly began to push them to the side, immediately felt how the lips felt free to open quickly, Leshka froze. His eyes literally stuck between my legs, he stood as if hypnotized and watched how dark brown rose petals unfold. I melted, he was amazed at what he saw. I spread my legs at the knees as wide as possible so that the jaws would not interfere with anything, and then, without haste, as if playfully, I ran my fingers over my stomach and touching the jaws slightly spread them apart. Petals finally opened, opening the entrance to his pistil. Lesha, as in a dream, took a few steps towards me and here it was already my time to take a look in his member with astonishment. He himself did not have a big ball, the trunk was thin enough, but the head, the head was really huge, it seemed to me that it was with my fist, I was even scared for a moment, but my heart was talking about something else, I want, I want it, it’s so severely pounded that the nipples began to bounce on his chest. I bit my lip. I don’t know what I wanted to see, I didn’t see so many men, just two, and only had sex with my husband, but the sight of his head like a morel mushroom cap did not just terrify me, but brought me into some kind of delight.
I was afraid, really scared of its size, afraid of experiencing pain, but I wanted it and therefore threw my head back, spread my petals even wider with my fingers, as if he could damage them. Leshka put his hands on my knees, pressed them slightly, pushing them a little wider, I started to resist, I felt a pulling pain in the tendons, as if I was sitting on a splits, but this pain is familiar to me, I used to do gymnastics, stretching and therefore let go of my knees afraid of what he does. He pressed on his knees a little more, I didn’t remove my fingers, they kept the petals open and now he touched his head with my foot. Froze. It was wet, sticky, I felt the skin as his head slipped to the bottom, poked into my fingers and immediately rested against the cave opened for him. Holding my breath, I waited.
He pressed her slightly, bit her lip a little harder, was afraid to cry out, he pressed the head again, and I felt the entrance to the cave open, he did not stop, but continued. I felt how he entered, felt every cell, felt how it slips, easily, without much effort, pushing my flesh a little, his head penetrated farther and farther and farther and deeper and deeper. I let go of my fingers and involuntarily put my palms on the pubis, it seemed to me that I felt beneath them as pushing away my flesh, his cock finally entered me. I did not feel pain, only experienced tension and nothing more, but now my cave, like a jellyfish with tentacles, clasps its trunk and squeezes, I felt it so real, so clearly that I literally saw how it happens. Lyosha did not move, I don’t know what he was waiting for, but I wanted only one thing, that he would give me a few seconds a second and then I would finally grab my prey and no longer drop it until I suck all the juices.
His fingers touched his chest, I could not resist and moaned from bliss, I wanted it so much, bent slightly, put my hands over his hands and squeezed his fingers, saying that he would also squeeze his fingers. He squeezed their breasts, she began to act between his fingers like a thick dough, he let go and squeezed again, I howled from momentary pleasure, closed my eyes and threw my hands to the sides, allowing him to do everything with me that the topic pleases.
His penis danced in me, at first I began to purr, he gently slid into the inside warming up my womb, and then ... I do not remember, but it burned me, it became so hot, but he did not stop and every time everything became hot and hot. Toli pain, toli burn, but my body shook, I straightened, clasped Lesha behind my back and mumbled like a madman.
- Do not stop, do not stop, do not stop, - and he continued and continued, the body jumped, he pierced me from the bottom, his chest jumped, and I mumbled, - do not stop, do not stop, so me, - and sip air continued, - Leshenka, Leshenka, dear Leshenka, -.
And at some point I realized that everything, for another moment and I would not break away, I never thought that I would simply experience a terribly strong body that reduced my body to a convulsion, an orgasm, and finally I could only hiss.
- Hold my mouth.
And if he hadn’t done this, I would have screamed, he squeezed his mouth with force, threw me on the chest and, without releasing his hand from his lips, continued his violent sex, he could no longer stop, but I could not resist and could say nothing. The body began to shake like an epileptic one, shook its head, there was not enough air, the chest was thrown from side to side like a shapeless rag, I blinked without understanding, everything danced in my eyes and suddenly everything was gone, I collapsed. I do not remember anything, just darkness, then the blue sky and the body is floating somewhere in the clouds, there was such languor, such bliss, ease of falling, endless falling. I didn’t feel the body, I just disappeared into infinity, I don’t know how long I lain on the chest, but when I opened my eyes, I could hardly see Lesha, he looked at me with horror, I scared him. His cock slipped out, and immediately hot sperm followed him, he did his job, smiled at him and sent a kiss. Suddenly I heard that someone was scratching at the door, trying to open it, caught herself, but no, it was already too late, I thought, and having gathered strength sat on the edge of the chest. Hearing a rattle at the door, Alex, as a soldier at the command, immediately dressed and rushed to the door, as I intercepted him, unwrapped and pushing in front of me, led out through another door and immediately closed it behind me.
Now I am alone, and I do not care about the rest, I am a traitor, and there is nothing wrong with that, sex and very pleasant sex. I slowly walked naked around the office, my body had not yet returned to the starting point, my toes were trembling, and my breathing with my heart had not yet calmed down. I looked out the window, the office was located on the first floor, I did not pay attention to it, the former church in this building housed the depository, the church settled and there was a parapet around it, the pedestrian was almost at the window level and if anyone looked out the window then he did not even need to rise, but on the contrary he would have to sit down to see all that was happening here. It became a bit uncomfortable and I quickly dressed as I could, grabbed a fur coat, smelly spots of sex remained on it, hung it on a hanger and straightened everything that could not move, and then opened the door, but didn’t go into it, in the same place pushed Lesha. After wandering through the corridors, collecting my thoughts, I was still afraid to go down, but she recognized a friend, but when she heard Marinka’s clear voice, she sighed with relief and entered the reception room where everyone was sitting and continued to eat the remnants of cakes for conversation.
I looked at Marina and was jealous of her in something, she spoke to me, and after almost the whole evening they chatted in space, recalled the expedition, she was not that bitchy as I had previously thought.
The evening was over, I even regretted it, although I was pretty tired, Maxim called, my husband asked me not to worry, everyone dispersed to the stops, it was already getting dark, but it was warm and I decided to go home on foot, besides, there was something to think about, sister threw me away, ran off somewhere, but then Victor appeared, a student intern, a puny blonde, shining eyes, he listened to our mouth all evening, as if we were telling legends, and we are not only their witnesses, but also participants. Cute and sympathetic young man, I agreed with his offer to see me.
- If you are not in a hurry?
- There is no swami even to the ends of the earth.
I turned away, giggled, Marina and Lesha already got on the bus, I was left alone with Victor, no one was looking at us now, and I could calmly, without fear of others views, send him a kiss, he did not drop his eyes, but only smiled and barely noticeably, although it may have seemed to me, too, sent a return kiss.
Treason is in our head, it is inherent in everyone, like air, but someone is afraid, someone is shaking with rage, proving the opposite, someone is looking for her on the contrary, and it doesn’t matter what’s in your head, the main thing is I have. Treason, who came up with it, because there is no such thing, and if you love your soul mate, how can you wish for her restrictions, then you are afraid, then there is not love, but fear, the desire to possess and only own it, in this case man but is this true? Love implies disinterestedness, and you do not need to beat anyone to prove that you love, do not be jealous, this is not love, and money also does not affect love. Love is the freedom of him and her.