Fifty-three cards - It was a quiet July evening in 1948. I purposely have to indicate the year so that you don’t think that everything I’ve cited is fiction, but more on that later.

Mark Renoir


 53 CARDS


 Chapter 1


 We arrived in Amsterdam. It was quiet
July evening 1948. I do it on purpose
you have to indicate the year so you don't
thought that everything I brought
fiction, but more on that later.
 So, Amsterdam, summer, evening, I'm standing at
sides, leaning on the railing and looking into
waters darkening with the sky, in which,
shimmer like molten gold
big city lights. A quiet evening evokes
sweet, alluring dreams, and an unfamiliar city
promises a lot of interesting things and
fascinating.
 In an hour my watch ends and
I'll go ashore. But there's still a whole hour of quiet
and a little sad loneliness on board
empty ship. From the chest involuntarily
a sigh escapes and for some reason the memory
come the words of a vulgar song, which
sang a small nimble black woman in the port
tavern on the island of Borneo:

 Oh mighty Beep!
 You are a source of joy
 And sweets.
 You are my idol.

 It was easy to guess that
such a Beep, since the black woman was twirling in
a rubber copy of it in her hands and made
such manipulations that young sailors
blushing, they lowered their eyes. I remembered
Bombay with its wide streets, rich
restaurants with dark-eyed cuties.
True, there's nothing romantic with me
this city did not happen, except
an incident that can be called tragic,
but I don’t want to remember about him now - this
hard. Thoughts and memories flow like a river,
flooding mejoyful feeling of life,
which seems to me completely
festive fireworks with such an insignificant
the number of dark spots that are in the sea
the fire cannot be discerned.
 - Friedrich, wake up!
 I woke up. Max stood in front of me
Beckers, second mate. This
change. Hooray! I'm free.
 Ten minutes later I was running along
the unsteady ladder to the shore, fastening the
jacket buttons. I took a taxi and ordered
take yourself to... a bar. Ten more minutes and I'll
I enter the magnificent hotel lobby
"America", where the restaurant is located
"Super luxury" It's not easy to describe it
luxury that made this small
The restaurant is the best in Amsterdam.
 The delicate aroma of flowers breathed upon me,
the gentle sounds of jazz enveloped the stupefying
bliss. Stepping softly on the thick carpet,
The waiter came up to me and showed me to the table,
on which in a wide crystal vase
there was a mountain of flowers. Without ordering anything,
I sat down on a chair, sent the waiter and
looked around. At the buffet counter on hard
Men and women sat on stools.
Some were drinking cocktails. Women, for
except for those who sat with
men, closely searched with their eyes
hall
 I wanted to be alone and I didn't
respond to their looks. To my right
a wealthy company settled down. Two youths
17 years old in the company of pretty nice ladies,
much older, something fun about something
chatted and clapped loudest when the jazz
finished playing. There were two or three more tablesbusy with couples who are quite
were immodestly kind, taking advantage
twilight, and on the marble platform for
dances the same one was spinning all the time
couple a couple of elderly dancers checking out
such antediluvian steps that the entire audience
hall, watching this spectacle, seemed to
attended the performance. In general
it was boring. I left the waiter a dollar
table and left. He picked me up on the street
the flow of people and I, without resisting, swam
downstream. Gradually the streets became empty,
the people became poorer and I ended up in one
from nondescript and quiet working-class neighborhoods.
Not knowing where to go, I stopped at
indecision. A man drove by
bicycle
 - Please tell me if there is
Is there a bar nearby?
 The man stopped, looked at me and
asked:
 - Do you need a decent one?
 - No, I don't care.
 “Then walk along this street,” he
pointed to a dark deserted alley
right - and turn the corner. There is
bar for sailors.
 - Thank you.
 I easily found the indicated bar, above
where the old "Sailor" sign hung. B
in the low, long hall there was a lot of smoke and
stuffy. On the right, along the entire wall, rose
buffet counter, and in the back there is a small
stage on which the blind musician sat
and his music could barely be heard
a hubbub of drunken voices. There were a lot of people.
I had difficulty finding a free seat near
an elderly, poorly dressed sailor who
stared blankly and senselessly
bottle fromRoma On the table in front of him
the cards lay in shabby cellophane
wrapper.
 He didn't pay any attention to me
attention and continued to sit. In a glance
there was something in his drunken empty eyes
unhealthy and I was about to change to
another place, when suddenly to our table
cute came up, but with rough makeup
girl in a cheap lilac dress.
 - Why are you sad, boys? - perky
she exclaimed, flashing her black buttons
large pupils.
 The strange man suddenly perked up and,
pushing the frightened girl away, he shouted:
 - Get out, whore! There is no life from you!
 He swore reluctantly and, without looking at
girl, he said more quietly:
 - You sucked all my blood! Vampires!
 His face twisted into a grimace and he buried his
face in hands, head down on the table.
 Surprised and puzzled, I remained on
in his place, hoping to find out
in more detail, what happened to him, what
made him hate women so much.
 He sat for a long time without raising his head.
Then he suddenly straightened up and handed me
cards:
 - Take it. You are young, this is for you
will do. Just two dollars. Do you want it?
 - What is this?
 - Maps. Look how beautiful they are
women, - He bent one of the cards, and I
I saw a fair-haired woman depicted on it
a beauty with beautiful long legs,
dressed in such transparent fabric,
through which, naturally, shone through
delicate pink body, covered only
panties. It was the king of clubs. I involuntarily
fell in love with the beauty andtried it
pick up another card.
 - No, first tell me, you’ll take it.
two dollars?
 - But I didn't see the map.
 - It doesn't matter. They cost more
take it, you won't go wrong.
 I didn't know what to answer. The cards were
mediocre and already frayed around the edges.
True, the middle, where they themselves were depicted
women, as I later became convinced, were
absolutely clean. I didn't want to buy them
since I didn’t play cards at all, values
I didn’t see any in them. Man pleadingly
looked at me straight in the eyes and quietly
whispered:
 - Well, take it, it’s nothing for you.
worth it. You are young, you still like
women.
 I shook my head negatively, and he
grabbed my hand and thrust it into my palm
cards, muttered:
 - Take it like this, you don’t need anything, give me a treat
just wine and we're done. I was
I don’t understand the tenacity with which the stranger
tried to hand me cards. I wanted
ask him about it, but at this moment
sat down at our table ugly
a fat, recklessly painted girl, and
slapping me on the shoulder, she drunkenly whispered:
 - Just ten dollars, captain, and
a sea of pleasures... - she didn’t finish
phrases and rushed away from the table with a squeal.
My neighbor, terrible in anger and frenzy,
jumped out from the table and rushed at the girl with
a huge bottle of rum. Not catching up
her, he whispered something angrily, spanked
bottle on the floor and returned to the table.
 “Damn it,” he swore.
pouring the rest of the wine from the glass into his mouth,
bred themthe devil is on our head. Oh, how
I hate them all... Well, you'll take it
cards? - he asked me angrily, hiding them
in your pocket, - Well, no need. - he rummaged in
pockets, raked out a few coins and,
throwing them on the table, he was about to leave.
 - Farewell, captain, say hello
to your mom. - He angrily shoved the running
passed the girl, muttered something after her and
walked heavily towards the exit.
 There was something incomprehensibly mysterious about
behavior and actions of this strange
man and I, unable to cope
out of curiosity, he called out to him.
 He was already at the door. Not right away
realizing that it was his name, he
looked around the room in bewilderment for a minute, then
nodded his head at me and went back.
Taking his seat, he threw the deck
back on the table, and, by way of preface,
muttered:
 - If you have time and desire to listen,
order some wine and something to eat.
 While I was handing over the order, he was silent and
looked intently at his dirty nails
on their blackened with oil and coal
short fingers of the right hand, on which
showed off a thick cast wedding band
ring.
 When everything I ordered was already on
table, he slowly poured a full glass
cognac and, slowly savoring it, drank it until
end, then chewed boiled pork for a long time,
constantly wiping his mouth with his hand, and finally
moving closer to me, quietly
spoke:
 - In 1945, after being evacuated from
France settled in the small town of Ebel,
which was located near Cologne.
A year later Istarted his own business and already had
enough money to get
family. Fortunately, a good one turned up
opportunity, I soon became the husband of a little
Eliza, the daughter of a military man who owned a factory
in Cologne. I went to serve my father-in-law and
quickly went uphill. A year later father-in-law
sent me to Algeria on an important mission
companies. This is where miracles begin,
which brought me to a miserable state.
If you have time to listen to the end,
then I’m ready to tell you in order and
if you agree, then in advance
I warn you that I'm not crazy and I'm not
I'm going to lie to you, although the story, oh
which I want to tell you, absolutely
incredible, and even to me sometimes
It just seems like a nightmare.
 I gave my word of consent, and he, having drained some more
one glass, began to tell...
 Chapter 2


 - Two days later, having finished all my work, I
I was packing my things, getting ready to go to
way back. Steamboat to Antwerp
left the next morning. After graduating
getting ready, I went to say goodbye to the city. Was
noon, it was unbearably hot,
the hot air did not allow even in the shade
coolness. But I walked along empty streets
dazzling white houses and every
the speakers were doused with water from head to toe,
which dried up instantly. That's how I got there
to long rows of canvas awnings, in
whose shadows, lounging right on the ground,
Algerians lay among a heap of various
junk. It was a black market. He was
surrounded on both sides by highclay
fences that are in long rows
propped up monotonously crouched figures in
white and seemed to be one with it
whole. I walked down the aisles, looking
goods. What was missing here? Starting
from old holey shoes to expensive
gold and silver vessels. Near the pile
old various rubbish lay on
Hindu land and, licking the dry
chapped lips, fingering his rosary.
When I caught up with him, he raised up
hands and shouted in French:
 - Monsieur, do you want women?
 I didn’t understand anything, but I approached him.
And he, deciding that I agreed, jumped up with
earth and, rummaging in his pockets, pulled out
deck of cards wrapped in cellophane
paper.
 - Look at this! - he said,
handing me cards.
 They weren't new, but they weren't very good either.
shabby. Each of the 53 cards had
a woman is depicted and each in her own way
gorgeous. I looked at them with
with undisguised pleasure, and the Hindu,
moving closer to me, he whispered in
ear:
 - Monsieur, each of them will come to you
at night. These women are made for love, and
they know it in all the subtleties about which
We earthlings have no idea.
 I listened to his crazy chatter and
looked at the cards.
 -You don’t believe me?! - he asked,
looking into my eyes. - I'm not lying.
 He pulled my sleeve and, looking
somewhere into the distance with a crazy look,
said in a muffled voice, stretching out
forward right hand:
 - She will give you the sweetest caresses,the most pleasant kisses and the most fiery
flesh. She will make you forget the whole world and
will give you the opportunity to comprehend the truth
pleasure in love.
 I didn't believe a word he said, but
I was amazed by the artistic talents of this
market seller. And when I became
revise cards again, women
seemed to me more spiritual and more
more beautiful. I decided to buy cards
so that on occasion I can tell this strange
history of the house and illustrate it
cards. As if guessing my thought, Hindu
said without raising his head:
 - Two dollars.
 I paid, put the cards in my pocket
and walked into the hotel. The receptionist told me
that someone is waiting for me for about an hour
Mr. I went up to the room and found there
his old front-line friend Karl
Binker. We kissed each other joyfully and
They bombarded each other with questions. When
the first excitement of the meeting has subsided and we are already
expressed the most interesting things about themselves,
There was a moment's silence. I was looking at
his sleek pink face is clearly visible to me
I remember the evening in Paris when we
Karl, hungry, ragged and dirty,
wandered along empty and dirty boulevards
the city, frightened by the war, was not searched for
food and warmth, about which before joining
Paris was all they talked about. Is he like that?
now a womanizer, what was he like? And, as if answering
to my question, Karl said:
 - Do you want us to arrange an evening at
your honor? There will be wonderful girls.
 I agreed. A few minutes later heapologized and ran off to make preparations for
evening, and I took a cold bath, lay down
on the sofa and began to look again
cards. Languid, voluptuous pose
the ace of spades left me in awe, and
the mysterious look of the three of spades promised
so many pleasures that my heart became
beat faster. I was delighted
virgin freshness of half-bare breasts
nines of clubs and grace sixes. Ace of Hearts
brought me into a sweet languor. I have
hands and body began to tremble finely
a chill ran through. For a long time, without stopping
looked at the charming figure of the sweetheart
queens of the ace of hearts and suddenly I
it seemed like she winked at me with her left
with my eye, and I almost physically felt
the nervous movement of her slender body in her
hand.
 “This is some kind of obsession,” I thought.
I still can’t take my eyes off the beauty
glance, and put it aside next to
yourself. No one else called me
special attention, except
red jack with his amazingly sweet
figure and long slender legs.
 I folded the cards, hid them in my suitcase and
began to prepare for the evening. Karl stopped by
me at nine o'clock sharp in my Buick.
After ten minutes of driving we arrived at
a small white mansion surrounded
big garden. The narrow paths of the garden were
sprinkled with yellow sand, which is why they
seemed golden. In all the windows of the house
The lights were on and the sounds of music could be heard.
Karl led me into a rather spacious room
living room, wheresofas and armchairs
sat about ten guests, men and
women. Among the women there were very
attractive. Men of all ages
monotonously and elegantly dressed. With our
with the arrival everything began to move. me
were introduced to each guest in turn and
then everyone in a noisy crowd headed to
the next room where they were placed
tables for four people each. Came out
housewife, slender petite woman
with jet black hair,
falling in soft waves onto her
bare shoulders. Sweeping neckline
made it possible to see her soft pink elastic
roundness of the breasts, separated by a narrow
dark groove. She was wearing black
satin dress that reached to the knees. Right
the dress had such a deep slit that
when walking, bare legs were visible above
stocking She shone with jewels
beauty and youth. We met and
I, as an honored guest, was invited to
table. Her name was Salina. Her father is rich
American, encouraged his daughter’s every whim,
considering this the height of originality
surnames. She was fond of exotic wild
Africa and this is the second year this year
mansion continuously celebrated her
youth with many friends. One
half of the dining room was free, and there
there was a small jazz band. With us for
Salina's best friend sat down at the table -
Margaret, Count and Karl.
 Dinner has begun. Glasses clinked and sounded
toasts, music was blaring. Salina invited
boogie me. She dancedpassionately and selflessly. Its fragments
cut dresses were flying in the air,
completely exposing her beautiful sleek legs.
Her hands, slightly damp with sweat, she thrust at me
into the sleeves and, wrapping my wrists under
cuffs, dashingly spinning around me,
throwing your legs as high as possible.
Finally, I was captured by the rhythm of the dance. And
almost unconsciously I did
dizzying steps, amazing those around.
She and I, drunk and excited,
sank straight to the floor. Us
applauded. Looking for something fresh
Salina's fragrant body, I couldn't resist
touched her shoulder with his hand. It was
damp and cool. She is surprised
looked at me, stroked my hand and
I jumped to my feet impulsively. I also got up and
He took her arm and led her to the table.
 - Are you leaving soon? - she asked
me when we sat down.
 - At ten o'clock in the morning.
 - Oh, how little time remains. I want
to be with you. Let's get out of here.
 - Let's.
 We'll go out into the garden. Little colored ones
the light bulbs barely illuminated the garden and path, but
which we walked. I took her hand and she
snuggled closer to me. We turned to
a narrower path along which we had to
go one by one and she walked ahead, and I
followed her and admired her figure,
illuminated by the faint reflection of the flying
light here.
 Finally we come to a small
glassed gazebo. She opened it to her
keyed the door and let me go forward.
Windows draped with thick fabric
didn't let me inSveta. It was dark in the gazebo
like in a jar of mascara. I came across a table
and almost fell, then I felt something with my hand
soft and sat down, trying to take a closer look, but
in vain. It was completely dark. Somewhere
I heard Salina breathing nearby. Suddenly
the switch clicked loudly and the blue matte
the light illuminated the gazebo a little. Luxurious
the decoration of this corner stunned me. I
sat on a wide velvet ottoman covered
a wonderful Persian carpet. stood nearby
small round table with flowers in
crystal vase trimmed with gold. U
two tables, two poufs, on one of them she sat
Salina. To the right gleamed a huge dressing table, on
the shelves of which were arranged in
beautifully disordered perfume bottles. Almost
in the middle of the room stood a magnificent
floor lamp with a wide blue lampshade. Paul was
covered with carpet throughout the entire room. Windows
hung with blue velvet, and the ceiling
draped in scarlet silk. I didn't mention
still a low cabinet with books, but it's for me
didn't catch my eye, I noticed it
later. Salina was happy
the impression it made on me
this quiet magical corner. She is silent
looked at me, waiting for me to speak
myself
 - What is this? - I asked.
 - This is my refuge. Like?
 - It’s wonderful here, especially when you
here.
 - This cannot happen without me.
gazebos. When I leave here, I will
I'll burn it. I had so many pleasant experiences here
minutes that I was jealous of her for everyone who could
would get the same thing in it. Ivery
got attached to things, some of them I
I love them as if they were alive. It's called
fetishism, but this word does not scare me.
Let it be called whatever you like, but that’s what I like
I like it. Do you have any favorite things?
 - No, however, there is, - and I remembered
cards and ace of hearts.
 - What is this thing? - she asked,
looking in the mirror.
 I didn't want to tell her about the cards,
and, to hush up the conversation, I changed
topic.
 - What wonderful hair you have. They
give your face an indescribable
charm.
 She shook her head coquettishly and, sweetly
smiling and replied:
 - I'm just afraid that I'll soon stay
bald. There are too many people on earth who want to
have them as a keepsake. Do you want me to cut it for you?
curl?
 - You are very kind to me. Than I
deserves your attention?
 - Nothing. You are an interesting man. you to me
like it. She got up from the pouffe and walked over
to the dressing table. Having found the scissors, she quickly
I cut off a long lock of hair at my temple.
 - Here! - she threw my hair, and
they are like thin silver snakes,
scattered in front of me. I carefully
picked them up and put them in the cigarette case. And she
combed her hair, wiped her face and hands with perfume and
sat down in her place.
 - Why are you so timid and silent?
 - I'm not silent. I'm just amazed
you and all this and I just can’t come to
yourself.
 - Do you want me to show you the magazines?
where are my portraits placed? - She
went to the bookcase and pulled out
there's a whole bunch of it - here I am in France on
beauty pageant - Miss Universe 1945year. But here I am in Denmark... And here it is in
Belgium. Look how gorgeous it is
convertible I brought it specially from
America to stun the Queen.
 - Did it work?
 - Of course. I was the queen and she
she was just present with me. Salina
I chose one colorful magazine from the pile and
showed it to me. Cover photo
women in such a thin dress that you can
it would be to consider her simply naked. on her
there were black gloves on his hands,
inlaid with sequins, in black
A ruby rose burned like a flame in her hair.
Through the narrow slits of black velvet
the masks showed sparkles in the pupils of the eyes.
 - Do you know who it is?
 - Probably you.
 - This is how I was dressed in the past.
Christmas on holiday in Miami. There was
many respectable ladies, they shied away from
“I’m like the plague,” she said with a laugh.
she is admiring her photograph. - But that's all
the others were shocked
the extravagance of my suit, guys
crowds ran after me. They were funny
watch. One got so excited that he
selflessly licked the sweat from my shoulder in
dance time. I really love it when you look at me
men are watching. I'm pleased to watch
how excited they were by my naked body
the whole body begins to tremble from the carnal
excitement. They look at me with their eyes and
it seems as if in front of the whole audience
They stroke me in the most secret places,
as if the gaze of these men penetrates
me, like flesh to flesh. Oh I'm reveling
this is what I want to dominutes more
open up more to their gaze and surrender
everyone at the same time.
 Salina closed her eyes and threw back
head, whispering frantically:
 - What a pity that people limited themselves
notorious morality, chained themselves forever
golden chains of morality and most
the wonderful thing in the whole universe was called
vice. “Oh, people, people,” burst out
her.
 She got up from the sofa and went to the window.
An awkward silence reigned. I didn't know that
answer her to this argument and waterfall
passions and feeling guilty,
buried himself in magazines.
 - Why did you and I leave everyone? -
she suddenly asked. - It was boring there, huh?
It's even more boring here. God! How tired of this
boredom! How disgusted the world with all its
small, ridiculously insignificant people, with
his useless chastity and
false morality, but in her soul
a fetid bouquet of such vice and debauchery,
that she seems to be a solid purple hole, in
which almost every time is upside down
men rush. And these ugly dogs,
thirsty for wine and orgy, in moments of shock
suddenly they start talking loudly about morality, oh
morality, speak disparagingly
the whore with whom I wriggled yesterday
bed, tasting the sweets that he
no one except women will give... You
look at the conditions we live in,
why should skirts be knee-length and not
lower and not higher, why can I bare
almost the entire breast, but not the nipples?
Why can I walk naked on the beach, but
the city is requireddress from head to toe
legs? This is some kind of nonsense. That's what I want now
undress, I want to take a break from the tight
dresses, but you’re here and I’m already uncomfortable
do if you don't look away. Well then
are you silent? Answer me.
 - I agree with you in many respects, but
I can’t say anything other than sympathy. U
I got it with my mother’s blood, from the womb.
We Germans highly value chastity and
morality is not easy for us
words, but the culture of life.
 - Oh, you are talking nonsense! - she interrupted
me, irritably dismissive. - We...
Germans... You have no less prostitutes than
in France, you also climb in droves
watch the naked revue and print in millions
pornographic photos, - fiddling
her silk scarf, she walked over
room and sat down next to me. - But still,
You Germans are an unusual people. You don't have it in you
reckless fun and sweet humor
French, you are not shocking
American swagger, no cultural
Swiss courtesy and servile flattery
Arabs. Salina sat so close to me,
that I felt the slight trembling of her legs.
Staring thoughtfully into space, she
was silent.
 - Why do you torture yourself like this?
ridiculous thoughts? - I asked her once
unconsciously placing his hand on her knee.
She trembled as if under attack
electric current, looked at me,
moved away.
 - Go to the living room. I want to stay
alone,” and added, as if apologetically. - I
I'm completely sick from boredom, but you are for me
unsuitablemedicine. Go, and if Karl
hasn't left yet, whisper to him to come
here. I wanted to beat her, to knead her like
dough, I was choking with rage. Mine
self-esteem was trampled by her sharp
graceful heel, and this required
revenge. I restrained my rage
languidly shook her cold hand and left.
As I walked through the door, I quietly pushed aside
curtain on the window so that it forms
Quite a decent gap. I didn't go into the house
and hid in the nearest bush. Via
a minute, making sure I'm not being followed,
I walked up to the gazebo and found my gap. B
in the twilight I could barely make out Salina’s figure.
She was still sitting in the same place and in the same
pose. A minute passed, two, three. She
I looked impatiently at my watch, then
walked across the room almost to the door and
returned to the mirror. Then she became
collect magazines, looking at them for a long time
some of them. Putting the magazines in place
into the closet, she looked at her watch and began
walk around the room. Looking at the door
she suddenly stopped and thought for a minute
and began to undress. She took off her dress and
only left in very small ones
panties with a shiny ribbon
covered her lower abdomen, she began to carefully
rub bare breasts, lovingly
looking at myself in the mirror. Having finished with
massage, she took off her shoes and stockings and
climbed onto the sofa. It took me a long time to get ready,
choosing a pose and finally became quiet.
 “She’s the one who’s waiting for Karl,” flashed
I have a thought that makes me feel uncomfortable
to yourself. -I'm bad medicine for her, what
did she mean by this?
 I stood there in confusion, not knowing what
do. It was not allowed to call Karl
pride, and now I’m going back to her
didn't dare. I was shaking nervously and
My heart sank unpleasantly. To
calm down, I decided to walk along the alley and
smoke a cigarette. When I approached again
gazebo, it was dark in it. I was scared and
suddenly she left. And now I didn't have
no way to see her. But I immediately
realized that there was no way she could leave
unnoticed by me, since I was walking along that
the path that led to the house. I decided
go in to her and tell her that Karl has left, and
then come what may. The darkness gave
give me courage. As soon as I entered, Salina,
obviously turned towards the door, under it
the springs rang melodiously.
 - Who is this? - she asked in a whisper.
 I was silent. The frantic beating of the heart shook
me like a gust of wind against an aspen tree. Judging by
silent answer, already louder and with
Salina said mockingly:
 - Is it you again?
 - Yes, I am.
 - Why did you come? I don't want you
invited.
 - I came to say that Karl has left.
 - Yes! Didn't you think to ask
receptionist, when did this terrible thing happen?
event?
 - No, I didn’t ask anyone about anything.
I responded rudely, angry at her tone. - And
in general, I'm not your messenger if you need
Karl, go and look for him yourself.
 I wanted to leave now, but for some reason
stayed late.
 - Are you very angry at my request? -
she asked more friendly.- I
I didn’t think at all that I would offend you by doing this.
Excuse me, I called Karl and he
was really planning to leave. He has
very important matters, but he said that you
he didn’t see, although my conversation took place
seven minutes after you leave. I
I decided that you were lost in the garden. you
Now excuse me, I want to sleep. This
the only way to while away the boring
night. Good night.
 The springs began to ring under her again and that was it.
quieted down. I stood stunned and
crushed, not knowing what to do. I don't
I could have left her, it was as if I was chained
to her with an invisible chain. I've become in my mind
vilify her with vulgar language, trying
force myself to hate her, but
in vain. I'm just even more clear
I realized that I fell in love with her that crazy woman
love that is born instantly and
torments a person all his life. Ding-ding-ding
The clock on the dressing table rang like a treble. Three
o'clock in the morning. I stood in sullen stupor and
I thought gloomily: what to do? Flashed
the thought of rushing to her and begging for
forgiveness so that she would allow me to be with
her so I can see her. Now even her
the mockery seemed small to me compared to
with this dismissive silence.
Contemplation of her slender fresh body
gave me almost carnal pleasure.
ABOUT! To look at her just once! to me
I wanted to rush to the floor lamp and turn it on
light, look at her and run away.
 I don't know how long I stood there
in this inky silence, delving into my
thoughts.Salina showed nothing of hers
attention to me as if I was not there. I
sighed heavily.
 - Is it still you? - she asked.
 I didn't answer.
 - Do you want to watch over me? No worries. I'm not afraid of anyone, but
I don’t keep eunuchs because I hate them
chastity. Damn you! - suddenly
she screamed. - You either get out
from here, or turn on the light and sit down, whatever you are
standing like a pillar in the middle of the room? This one
a shout brought me out of the painful
numbness. I went to the floor lamp and felt
switch cord and turned on the light. Salina
sat on the sofa with her chin tucked
knees and a wild evil gaze intently
looked at me.
 - Throw me a robe, it’s lying on
closet Now turn away, I'll get dressed.
 In a scarlet silk robe she looked
even slimmer and thinner.
 “Give me a cigarette,” she said,
sitting down on the ottoman.
 We were silent. Only now I heard
the ringing ticking of a clock, which had not been heard before
noticed. The hands showed 3:35
minutes.
 - What are we going to do? - asked
she. There's nothing to talk about with you, but
more...
 “Be quiet,” I asked, “let me
to see you. She was very surprised, but
fell silent, turning away offended.
 - God, how wonderful you are! - involuntarily
I let out an exclamation. - From which
fairy tales, which wizard got you and
gave it to people?
 She smiled and bowed her head,
looked at me flirtatiously from under
drooping eyelashes. The robe on her chest is slightly
opened up to me toolush became visible
the roundness of the marble-white chest. I have
It took my breath away and the words stuck in my throat.
 - Why are you silent? Speak!
Tell me... I really like it.
 - What can I say? - I continued, eating
with her gaze. Is it possible to express in words
the charm you radiate
which warms, burns and blinds everything
around?
 She noticed that I was looking at her
chest, but did not slam the collar of her robe, but
I just closed my eyes and lowered my hands,
which made it open even more, revealing
a white stripe of the belly with a dark depression on
navel. I could not stand it and, impulsively jumped up
from the pouf, pressed his lips to her half-naked
breasts She screamed and pushed me away
quickly jumping to the side.
 - No need! - she whispered. - No need! There was no anger in this exclamation,
no reproach, no prayer. And I realized that she
burns with the same desire as me. In some
in a wild frenzy, not realizing what I was doing,
what am I saying, I extended both hands to her and
whispered:
 - Well, show it to me and I won’t touch it.
to her, I'll just watch. Throw it to me
this handout. I beg you!
 Her eyes lit up, beautiful wings
straight nose fluttered and narrowed, she
let out a quiet, drawn-out moan and as if
against your will, like
hypnotized, spread apart
robe Both hemispheres of her breasts, glossy
shining white, with small and
dark nipples, swayed and froze,
invited to meet me.Sweet languor gave way to my legs and I
I almost fell. Convulsions shook the body.
 - Salina, honey, I love you, -
I whispered, not taking my eyes off her.
 - Speak, speak, don’t stop talking! -
breathlessly, she whispered and closed
eyelashes.
 - Show me another piece of yours
charming body so that I can fully
take life away in memory this is fabulous
vision! She put one out of her robe
leg.
 - Enough?
 - No no! - I shouted. - More.
 - Well, what else? I'm almost all to you
appeared.
 - I want to see your tummy, your
hands, your shoulders, I want to kiss you with my eyes
your waist, your hips, everything and everything, everything...
 - Oh! How you burn me with yours
words,” she answered with a trembling voice.
I'll show myself to you, just wait
wait a minute or I'll die.
 - I can't wait. I want to see you.
 - Well, look... - and with these words
she threw the robe off her shoulders and it fell on
the floor, surrounding her legs with a crimson halo. I
I involuntarily closed my eyes as if from a bright ray,
she was so charmingly beautiful and sweet
Salina in nakedness. Only small satin ones
panties covered the remains from me not yet
known to her body. I held mine on them
look, trying to guess what charms
hidden there. Salina caught my eye.
 - Do you want to see this too?
 - Yes.
 - So right away... I can’t...
 - Let me help you.
 - No, don’t... I myself...
Turn away...
 - I can't turn away, I can't
to part with you for a moment.
 - Well, at least close your eyes,- she begged
she.
 - No, I can’t.
 - Well, then wait a little...
 - I can't wait. I'm burning from
impatience.
 - Now. Without taking your eyes off me,
filled with voluptuous moisture, she
began to fumble with her hand on her thigh, looking for the lock
snakes.
 “Now...” she whispered, “now...”
 Finally, the snake and panties quietly cracked
fell at her feet. She screamed quietly and
as if pierced into my very heart
with a glance, as if she fell to the floor, cut down. I
ran up to her. She was pale, a little bit
perspiration covered her forehead like fine beads and
cheeks. I grabbed her in my arms and carried her to
sofa Until she came to her senses, I
hurriedly rummaged through it with his hand, sweetly
feeling the tender naked body. Soft
the bulge of her pubis was smooth and clean,
without a single hair. This gave her
the unearthly beauty of the antique figure. She was
deity and everything I could decide on
attitude towards her is touching her body
hand to make sure and convince your
consciousness in the reality of what is happening.
Salina opened her eyes and was scared
she screamed, covering her chest with her hand:
 -You didn't do anything to me?
 “Nothing,” I answered, not yet understanding.
question. She sighed with relief and
smiled.
 “My dear, you are lovely,” she whispered.
she stroked mine with her soft hand
burning cheek. - Give me a robe, I'll
I'm freezing.
 I handed her a robe and while she was getting dressed,
sat next to him on the sofa, looking with regret,
as if under thick fabric gradually
a lovely body is hidingSalina.
 -Are you upset that I'm getting dressed? Well,
no need. I'm yours now. As soon as I
I'll warm up, I'll undress again for you and you
you can look at me as much as you want.
ABOUT! Let's have a little drink, I'm already quite
sober. And you?
 - Me too. But where will we get wine?
 - Uh! There is as much of this goodness as you want here!
she exclaimed and, running up to the bookstore
cupboard, took out a bottle of cognac. - You will
Is this or is it better than whiskey?
 - Give it to me.
 We drank a glass and Salina hid
bottle.
 - Enough, I don't like drunks. You're
you don't want them to be nice either
the memories of that night were drowned in drunkenness
in a frenzy?
 - Well, of course. Come to me, I will help you
I'll kiss you.
 - Just not much. On the lips.
 - Fine.
 She came up to me and, putting her
hands on my shoulders, threw back her head,
putting his lips up for a kiss. I stuck to
these plump, blood-red pads,
feeling them move under the tip
my tongue, trembling with sweetness
rapture. We almost suffocated
the happiness that has captured us. My hand got hit
under the robe and, hugging the thin, flexible figure, I
pulled her close so she could feel
the man in me. I became my second hand
caressing her breasts and tugging at her nipples. Salina
sluggishly and powerlessly resisted, quietly
screaming:
 - Oh, what are you doing... Don't!
 But my hand was already stroking and kneading the elastic
the flesh of her pubis, and the index finger
plunged into the abundantly moistened "Grotto
love." Salina gasped. her body
wriggled in sweetconvulsions, she
barely said:
 - I can't stand anymore. Let's go to
sofa...
 Picking her up in my arms, I carried Salina
on the sofa, opened his robe and in a frantic
in a fit of passion he began to kiss frantically
pink, trembling body. Salina
covered her pubis with her palm, preventing
my lips there. I kissed your hand, honey
the girl was again close to fainting and,
to let her come to her senses, I stopped
your kisses. Gradually she calmed down,
opened her eyes and asked quietly:
 - What are you doing?
 - Now!
 I quickly stripped naked. She
watched me closely with admiration.
Then I lay down next to her and felt how
a tremulous trembling shakes her body.
 - Salina, honey, just don’t lose
reason,” I whispered to her, carefully
spreading her legs.
 - I'll try, you be careful. That's all
so nice, but my mind is getting cloudy... I
I want to feel everything... Be careful...
 With extreme caution when giving her
opportunity to get used to every new thing
I felt like I was making my way to a precious
treasure. Salina shuddered nervously and
unconsciously tried to stop me.
She grabbed my hand but didn't push me away
from myself, but kept her in that place until
which I reached. I gently persuaded
her, throwing out words between kisses, she
let go of my hand and I moved stubbornly
further. Finally, I got over safely
through her, settling between her wide
legs spread. But as soon as our
members enteredcontact, Salina
screamed and rolled her eyes, her body
twitched and went quiet. Deathly pale
covered her cheeks, her breathing became barely
noticeable. I decided to wait and, without leaving
positions achieved, became gently
massage her breasts with your left hand. Very
Slowly Salina came to her senses. Breathing
became smoother and deeper, cheeks
the eyelids and her eyes began to turn pink and tremble
opened. She looked into my eyes and
suddenly said:
 - Go away, I don't want you.
 - What's wrong with you? Honey, what do I do to you?
offended?
 She pushed me away and
jumped to the other end of the sofa,
with your back against the wall.
 - Go away, go away! You are disgusting, disgusting
freak I don't want to see you alone
seconds,” she said angrily, covering her face
hands.
 - But what did I do? Explain!
 - I don’t want to explain anything. Get out.
Now.
 - I won't leave until you tell me what
business,” I insisted, angry at this absurd
misunderstanding.
 - I’ll call a man now and he’ll
will throw you naked into the street, -
she exclaimed and reached for the button
call.
 - Wait! - I grabbed her hand, - you
you insult me undeservedly. I didn't
nothing illegal.
 - You took me when I was without
consciousness.
 - No. I swear to God, I shouted,
retreating from her. And this exclamation was
so sincere that Salina immediately
believed me without further evidence.
 - I believe. Darling, it’s so good that
fate sent me a reward for everything that
I experienced it. I am nownever in my life
I’ll break up with you and you won’t go anywhere anymore
you'll leave.
 She gently clung to me, kissing
face, shoulders and chest.
 - My God, how grateful I am
to the Almighty for you. Do you want me? Take it,
I'm yours. Forever. But only, darling,
be careful, I want to feel you inside me.
 - I'll be careful.
 Everything started all over again. Slowly and
carefully I lay down on it and pressed lightly
with your dick on the soft lips of love,
feeling them move apart by themselves.
Salina trembled and grabbed me
hands. She screamed in pain and stopped
tremble painfully. The look in her eyes became
defiantly calm.
 - Well... Next... - she said and
She moved her hips impatiently.
 I pressed my body and my dick dived into
hot abyss of a madman
pleasure. I don't remember what I did anymore
and how. Vaguely, as in a dream, I imagine
imagine the bends of a white elastic body, growling
and the groan of two victims of love. Then everything was gone
in sweet madness. When I woke up
Salina was already sitting next to me and her
she stroked my belly with a gentle little hand.
Through the cracks I left at night
a bright ray of sun was breaking through.
 “I thought you were dead,” with a trembling
Salina said in a voice. - you see, I
For the first time in my life I found myself stronger than a man.
I felt you completely, I even
I examined the juice that you poured into me.
It's very mixed with mine. If you want, I'll do it for you too
Shall I show you? She jumped off the sofa and, taking
table socket, brought it to my eyes. therethick reflections trembled with cloudy reflections
liquid.
 “Here you and I are together,” enthusiastically
Salina whispered. - I will keep this
all my life. We are now husband and wife. I never
I won’t let you go from me even for a minute. to you
I won't need any women, I'll have them all
I'll replace one.
 I melted under the influx of stormy happiness.
Contemplating naked Salina, I was once again convinced
in the perfection of her sweet and gentle beauty.
 - Sali, I still have to go to
“Cologne,” I said guiltily.
 “No, never,” sparkled in her eyes.
anger.
 - But, honey, there is no need to be angry. This
doesn't depend on me. I was sent with a very
an important assignment for the company. Special case
of secret importance, failure to comply with which
threatens me with death. Do you want me
killed?
 I looked at my watch. It was 7:20
minutes. Not much more than two remained
hours before the ship's departure. I quickly got dressed
kissed his new wonderful wife and
rushed to the hotel. Take me to
it did not arrive on the ship. I waited in vain
at the gangway before departure. I didn't know what was wrong with her
happened and I still can’t believe it
that she deceived me. But it was
last meeting with an earthly woman, with
which I lived and which left in my
an indelible impression on the memory. Fate,
obviously she sent it to me in order to
show how insignificant her sweets were
compared to what they prepared for me
women cards. The stranger was completely drunk.
His tongue slurred and his head bowed
to the table inirresistible slumber. touched me
his ingenuous story, and I decided
no matter what it takes to find out what happened
further. But he couldn't say anything, he
almost asleep. I quickly wrote a note,
to whom he gave his address, first and last name,
wrapped a few dollars in it and stuck it
in his pocket. Chapter 3


 In the morning we were to sail for London,
but due to the detected breakage of the blade
right screw our stay in Amsterdam
lasted for several days. me this
It didn't upset me at all. I couldn't wait
hear the continuation of the fairy tale
stranger and I was about to leave
to the bar when they called me from the deck. I
came out.
 - Someone is waiting for you at the gangway
a ragamuffin,” the sailor told me.
 I looked over the side and saw mine
night storyteller, waved to him friendly
hand. He answered me the same. I went to
him. We shook hands like
friends.
 “Sorry,” said my new
buddy, I had too much to drink yesterday. It's good that you
left your address, otherwise I would have lost it
you! And I want to tell you everything
story to the end, you are very good
listener.
 “If you don’t mind,” I said.
him, then we will take my friend with us
Dick, he's a decent guy, Canadian. We
Let's go to some hotel. there
over a bottle of good wine you will tell us
the rest, okay? He thought a little and
agreed. I ran after Dick and through
the three of us took a few minutes
cozy room in a quiet porthotel.
After two glasses of good cognac Rem - so
the name of the owner of the cards - continued his
story.
 - Small but fast
French electric ship "Saint Augustine"
carried me away from the radiant shore
Algeria and from my wonderful love.
Inexpressible melancholy and anticipation of something
unkind things pinched my heart. Not for a second
I couldn't forget Salina and all the time
remembered down to the smallest detail his
last night. Tears of resentment and jealousy
my eyes were clouded. Standing at the stern, I
stared intently at the retreating
shore in the hope of seeing at least a glimpse of sweetheart
to my heart the figure of the woman who enchanted me.
The shore disappeared into the sultry haze, but I still
I saw its vague outlines for a long time,
born of my imagination. Locked in
my cabin, I decided not to go anywhere,
until we arrive in Marseille. The day passed in
torment. In the evening I went for a walk
deck. The weather was wonderful. Everyone poured out
up. I looked at the dressed up women
and they all seemed colorless to me and
uninteresting. My thoughts were full
Salina. I was sick of it. At half
on the twelfth I returned to my cabin and,
without undressing, he lay down on the sofa. I seem to
dozed off. I woke up to a knock on the door.
 -Who's there?
 “Women to see you,” answered from behind the door.
male voice. I didn't want to see any
women, but it was impolite not to answer, for
Voices sounded muffled along the wall. I
opened the door and backed away in amazement
back. In front of me in all its splendorhis
stood in magnificence, proudly arching her waist,
a lady who looks like two peas in a pod
ace of hearts.
 - Can I come to you? - she asked slyly
smiling.
 With a silent gesture I invited her
log in. The lady thanked someone for
the door and entered.
 -Are you already asleep? - she took it off her face
a white muslin mask and threw it on the table.
People go to bed so early just out of boredom.
Are you bored?
 “Yes, I’m bored,” not quite politely
I answered, trying not to look at her.
 This masquerade annoyed me. I was
I'm absolutely sure this is all a set-up
and did not allow the thought that she really
woman from the card.
 - Who are you?
 - I? - She looked at me and...
throwing her hands behind her head, she accepted this
a pose that I no longer doubted.
 - I'm the ace of hearts! - answered calmly
she.
 My vision went blurry. What the
obsession? Was the Hindu telling the truth?
Maybe this is a dream? I pinched myself
hand. It started to hurt. And the more I
was aware of the reality of what was happening, so
a vague premonition enveloped me more strongly
some kind of misfortune. And despite
the unearthly beauty of the night visitor and
her unusual, provocative outfit, I, except
feelings of fear, did not experience anything. She
gave me her hand.
 - Let's get acquainted. What's your name?
 I was afraid to give her my hand and also
he moved away from her more, but called his name.
 - What's wrong with you? - she was surprised. - Than I
Did it scare you that much? Maybe you think
that I'm an inanimate statue andcold as
frog? You are wrong. Give me your hand and
I will prove that mine is hotter than yours.
Touch my chest and you
feel my heart beating.
Kiss me and you will understand that I
woman... Well, what are you doing?
 - No need.
 -Are you feeling unwell? You are pale! You have
did anything happen at home?
 - No, nothing. However, it may also be
happened.
 She sat down on the sofa and with compassion
looked at me.
 - Poor thing, how can I help you? Have a drink
wine, it clears the head well
extraneous thoughts.
 “Listen,” I turned to her,
trying to be more polite - could you
be kind enough to leave
me. I have no desire
to see anyone, especially a woman.
 She raised her eyebrows in surprise and sweet
the smile left her lips.
 - Well, shall we sit like this? - quiet
she asked.
 I looked at her... And shuddered from
the passion that captured me.
 She was lying on the sofa naked, throwing
foot to foot, straight in shoes and tips
fingered the nipples of her breasts.
Only half-open eyes and half-open
lips spoke without words about the pleasure
which she delivered to herself.
 - What are you doing? You, you don't
ashamed?.. - I exclaimed, unable to
contemplate it more.
 She turned to me and looked
with surprised eyes.
 - You said - ashamed? Are you telling me? -
she sat down on the sofa and accepted the defiant
pose, exposing small but
elastically protruding breasts withpointed
nipples.
 - Aren’t you ashamed to eat sweets? to you
it's nice. Why might I be
ashamed? I'm pleased.
 Not at all embarrassed, she stroked
her chest, her hands slid onto her stomach,
then smoothly walked along the thighs and
connected at the pubis. She's on her own
spread her legs with her hands, and I was horrified
Realizing that I was losing my composure, I crouched down
looking at the narrow tight slit with pink
plump lips. But it lasted alone
moment. She immediately clenched her legs and
got up from the sofa. Slender, graceful,
shining with some special femininity
and grace, she walked around the room and
stopped next to me. Came from her
the intoxicating aroma of a fresh fragrant body.
Every little detail of her chest, shoulders,
arms, hips and the outlines of slender beautiful
legs formed a single incomprehensible
harmony and enchanted the artless
simplicity. There was nothing in it
supernatural and at the same time she was
unusually good. I couldn't resist and
reached out his hand and touched her leg a little
above the knee. And this was the line
having crossed which I lost all connection
with earthly women, they just stopped
exist for me. They were distorted
a reflection of this truly majestic
beauty. She grabbed my hand with hers
warm soft hand and, lowering himself on
knees, pressed her lips to her. Gradually
my hand was on her chest and I, already
having lost the remnants of self-control and yesterday's
in love, incrumpled in a wild frenzy
the tender breasts of a charming woman,
feeling her tremble under mine
caresses. With my other hand I stroked her shoulders,
back, feeling the extraordinary velvet tightly
downed body. She gradually became
rise from the floor and my hands floated down
over her body, on her soft belly and roundness
hips I kissed and kissed like
crazy, everything that came under my
lips, and the trembling of her body was transmitted to me,
overwhelmed by a passionate impulse
irresistible desire. I stuck my hand
between her legs, and she squatted, spreading them
to the sides, clearing the way for me. Thick
hot streams of mucus enveloped my hand,
the finger slid of its own accord into the half-open
lips of the vagina, and I, wild with carnal
lust, picked her up in his arms. We
rushed onto the sofa. Our bodies are intertwined
a completely incomprehensible combination and I don't
could understand whether our fleshes were united or
no. But I felt inexpressibly pleased. She
hugged me with her hot arms and,
whispering words of affection, kissing lips, dousing
the heat of gusty breathing. She did
with your body smooth wavy
movements, pressing against me now with his stomach, now
chest. She threw her legs over me
back and I felt a slight tingling
her heels. But then she took one hand off
my neck and stuck it between us,
Carefully, she took my penis with two fingers.
Gently kneading the head, she moved it towards
myself and I felt him slowly
began to plunge into the hot softness of herbodies. And as soon as he reached the end,
unbearable pleasure fell upon me
hot wave and drowned in burning
an uncontrollable whirlpool of pleasure. In that
for a second my body began to tremble
partners. She let out a loud drawl
groan and went quiet. We lay there for a minute,
moving. Then she jumped off the sofa and,
smiling slyly, she asked:
 -Are you satisfied?
 - Yes, very much! - I also got up and buttoned up
pants.
 She looked at me reproachfully.
 - Why don’t you undress? to you
ashamed?
 - No, I'm not ashamed. But now somehow
It's not time to do this.
 “And not at all, take off your clothes,” she
came up to me and began to take me off
jacket
 I quickly stripped naked. She led
me to the table and, seating me in a chair,
sat down on her knees.
 - Before you gain strength, caress
me with her hands,” she removed from her hair
wide fan of ostrich feathers and steel
fan yourself.
 I began to kiss the nipples of her breasts and
gently rub your fingers on the bud of passion between
legs She shuddered and looked at me
with an admiring look, she fiddled with my hair.
 This is the story, in plausibility
which I had no doubt, she told me then
told:
 "There is one wonderful artist in India.
The power of his imagination is so great that
he draws without nature, creates unique
masterpieces. And here is one rich Englishman
gave an order to draw 53 beautiful women
for cards. He set to work and soon
the first one appeared on his easel
beauty - me.My beauty was so
natural and irresistible that he fell in love
into me and began to ask God to
brought life to an inanimate picture. He listened
his prayer. I woke up one day in his
workshop and for a long time could not understand anything.
I walked around the room, looking
wonderful pictures and unnoticeably
left the room into some dark narrow
corridor I heard voices and I
I went towards the sound. I saw a bright crack and
guessed that it was a door, pushed it and
it opened. I found myself in a room
Poorly but tastefully furnished. For
An artist and some woman were sitting at the table.
They both looked surprised and scared
at me, unable to understand where I'm coming from
took it. The woman was the first to come to her senses and
asked rudely: “Who are you? What do you want here?”
necessary?" I said who I am and the artist,
His eyes widened in shock and he lost consciousness.
The woman pushed me out the door and
shouted at me not to appear again. I
returned to the workshop and there,
perched on a small dirty
stool, began to look at herself from toe to toe
heads. I couldn't figure out how
This long skirt comes off. After a long time
after persistent searching I found a small
silver button, it's easy
came unfastened and the skirt slid down. I
I saw my slender legs, shod in
black patent leather shoes
high heels, which I was very surprised by,
How could I walk like that? White
silk ribbon covering my chest,
filmed very simplyand I couldn't for a long time
understand why I have such a bouquet in my head
feathers and why the mouth is covered with muslin
mask. I was satisfied with myself and when
the first curiosity passed, I felt
some vague, incomprehensible desire,"
she laughed and began to dangle her legs.
 - Now let me lick you, -
she told me when I lowered her to
floor
 - How?
 - You lie down on the sofa, and the rest
leave it to me.
 I obeyed. She sat down at my feet
and, bending down, began to lick with the tip of her tongue
the nipples of my breasts. A barely noticeable feeling
tremulous sweetness spread through me
body. To avoid being in debt, I
began to knead her breasts, pinch her nipples and
strokes his hands.
 Slowly the intoxicating excitement grew,
breaking through more and more powerful
bursts of heartbreaking sweetness. Me again
came into a frantic excitement and, grabbing
by the waist and pulled her towards him. She
sank her chest onto my chest and, widely
spreading her legs apart, she directed her
hand my penis into my vagina and when
he reached the limit, she straightened up sharply,
bending your knees. now she was sitting
on me, slightly arching her waist, and I'm great
I saw my dick sticking out of her body. She
spread the lips of her slit with her fingers and
said:
 - Put your hand here, it will be like that
It's more pleasant for you and me.
 I did as she said. I kneaded
pubis and tickled the clitoris, she quietly
howled, writhing on me as if from a wild
pain. This went on for a long timebye,
Finally, I came by pinching her stomach.
She screamed wildly and immediately hid in
convulsions, pouring out abundant streams on me
your nectar. Exhausted to the limit, I
lay on the sofa, unable to move,
and she jumped onto the floor, fresh and cheerful,
as if nothing had happened and, with a glance
at the clock, whispered in horror:
 - Oh, God! It's already over!
 Startled by her exclamation, I jumped up
from the sofa and approached her. She is silent
pointed to my watch. It was 5 o'clock 58
minutes.
 - What does it mean?
 - Two more minutes and we will part.
forever,” her voice trembled and her eyes
Tears welled up.
 - Caress me, caress me quickly! -
she exclaimed and threw herself on the sofa.
 She sat down with her legs tucked under her,
spreading them apart, and I began
rub her clitoris so furiously that through
she trembled for a few seconds
pleasure. Crying, laughing and moaning, she
whispered words of love, words of farewell,
which tore my heart. Me too
felt tears on my cheeks, we
smothered each other with kisses and tortured
yourself with frantic caresses. And suddenly she
disappeared. I fell chest-first onto the sofa.
Broken and destroyed, I sat down. I still have
her hands were burning from the heat of her body. In the air
there was the aroma of her perfume mixed with the smell
our flesh, but it was no longer there. She
disappeared. I collapsed on the pillow and fell asleep
dead sleep.
 He fell silent, looking somewhere into space
dreamy look. Then he threw it in
mouth a glass of cognac and closed his eyes.
 -“I’m tired and want to sleep,” he whispered
he, - come in the evening, I’ll tell you what
was further. We said goodbye to him and left.
Dick paid for the room a week in advance and
told the receptionist to the person who
stayed there, didn't bother me with anything.
Shocked by his story, we walked for a long time
silently. Then Dick clicked his tongue and
said:
 - The man is lucky!
 I looked at him with regret.
 - Fool, this is his tragedy.
 Chapter 4


 By seven o'clock in the evening Dick and I
returned to the hotel. Ram has already gotten up and
finished with an old broken razor
scrape the beard. He didn't take it off at all, but
I just trimmed it and now looked younger.
His hands became cleaner and there were no more marks under his nails.
black stripes of dirt. He's happy
met us and, having cleared his
shaving accessories, set
a bottle of cognac.
 The waitress brought dinner and he
looked at her, although not friendly, but
without malice and even helped to place it on the table
plates. We all sat down at the table, drank, and
Ram began to continue his story.
 - I woke up only at three o'clock in the afternoon. B
the first moment I remembered what happened
at night like a dream, but seeing white spots on
carpet, on the armchair and on the sofa, I realized that
it happened in reality. I got dressed and went out
deck. The ship was approaching Marseilles. Already
portal cranes and dense forest were visible
masts of ships docked in the port. By boat
There was a bustle of getting ready. I returned to my place
cabin, quickly packed things in the travel bag
suitcase and sat downporthole. It was in my heart
empty and easy. Nothing worried me. I
I didn’t feel Salina’s loss and joy
returning home. From Marseille I am forced
was to go by train so as not to
find yourself in an awkward position with another
lady in whose presence I am not
I doubted it. I took a separate compartment. At five
o'clock in the evening the Marseille-Cologne train departed from
platform and rushed north. I was sitting alone
in the compartment and looked through the latest newspapers,
which I bought at the station. But even
incidents that only made me
I bought newspapers, they didn’t interest me. I was bored. I went to a restaurant and had a drink
some wine and taking a bottle with you
Roma returned to the compartment.
 Time passed slowly. clock hand
barely moved. The hour turned into
tedious eternity. I took it out of my suitcase
maps and began to review them. Ace of Hearts
was not a picture for me, but a photo card
beloved woman. I tried to imagine
myself to meet some other one
sweet beauties, but the imagination did not create
nothing interesting. After finishing watching
cards, I put them on the table by the window, and,
Suffering from idleness, he dozed off. Woke up
from silence. The train was standing at some point
stations. I looked out. Right in front of me on
on the platform the clock dial was glowing - without
five twelve.
 - We must get ready, he will come soon
another woman.
 I put the bottle on the table and ordered
get the conductor some snacks. K
By twelve everything was ready. I looked
onthe clock ticking the last minutes. And
as soon as the arrows converge, one of the cards with
plopped onto the floor with a gentle ringing sound and with that
a woman grew out of nothing. She was
tall, with golden hair,
tied with a green silk scarf. On
she was wearing a yellow blouse like chain mail
covered with a woolen cape, and crimson
satin pants that fit her tightly
slender legs up to the knees. Pants legs
ended in a torn fringe that did not
served as a sign of the dilapidation of her outfit, he
it all smacked of store-bought novelty. Green
shiny belt with two
straps-clasps tightly intercepted it
narrow waist. In her left hand she held
saber inserted into a red scabbard with
tassels. I am with undisguised curiosity
looked at her, expecting her to
do. As if I had just woken up from
deep sleep, she stretched sweetly,
spreading his arms to the sides and noticing his
saber, cursed:
 - Well, the devil decided to give it to me
this baton.
 She threw the saber on the floor and turned around
to me.
 - Oh, that's it! There's a man here! And I
I thought loneliness awaited me here.
Hello boy! Where are we? Not in
on the train? Funny!
 Chatting incessantly, she walked around
compartment, touched everything I could with my hands
get it, looked into the restroom and,
satisfied with the inspection, returned to
table.
 - Well, well, quite decent
room. Oh, I see wine. Do you want with me
drink?
 She unceremoniously uncorked the bottle andpoured rum into two glasses.
 - Drink! - without waiting for me to take
her glass, she clinked it and drank it in one gulp.
 - Wow! What is this? Ah, rum! - she's right with
plates with her hands grabbed oysters and threw
in your mouth. I was stunned by her
unceremoniously and silently sat on his
place, keeping a curious eye on her
glance.
 After chewing the oysters, she jumped up.
 - Listen, you don’t have a needle.
with thread?
 I shook my head and drank
his rum and sat down next to her on the sofa.
 - Why do you need a needle?
 - Why? What do you think I'll be
walking around in such torn pants?
 She carefully tucked the fringe
inside.
 - Well, okay, that will do. Let's
Let's have another drink.
 I put my arm around her waist and gently pulled her towards
to yourself.
 - Take off your pants completely.
 She poured the rum and, placing the bottle on
place, slapped me with her left hand
on the cheek. I jumped to the other end of the sofa.
 - What am I to you, a street girl? - angrily
looking me up and down, she said,
take your seat.
 Burning with shame, I resignedly moved
on your sofa. She handed me a glass.
 - Let's drink to our acquaintance.
 “Wow, this is an acquaintance,” I thought.
rubbing my cheek.
 The train began to slow down. In the window
the lights of the station buildings flashed.
Having hastily swallowed the rum, she jumped up with
sofa and grabbed my hand.
 - Let's go for a walk along the platform.
 - But... You’re not dressed! - embarrassed
I said, pointing to her pants.
 “Oh, no problem,” she looked at the windows.
and joyfully exclaimed:- Oh, now I’ll have a gorgeous one
skirt, - with these words she tore off
silk grosgrain curtain and wrapped
around you, it turned out to be a skirt, tight
hugging her hips. She was short
the ends of his pants were showing.
 - I'll take them off.
 She quickly tore off her pants and straight to
the naked body was wrapped in matter, strengthening it
at the waist with a belt.
 - I'm ready, let's go.
 The train has already arrived at the platform. I took her
arm in arm and we left the compartment. I'm in the corridor
let her go ahead and only now
noticed that she was walking barefoot. Not long
thinking while no one had seen us yet, I
grabbed her hand and pulled her back into the compartment.
Not understanding anything, she is indignantly
exclaimed:
 - What does this mean? You forget yourself
dear!
 - Sorry, but you obviously forgot
that there is nothing on your legs.
 She looked at her bare feet and
whistled.
 - Get me some shoes! - in tone, not
tolerant of objections, she ordered. - And
try high heels.
 In Algeria I bought original shoes from
snakeskin for his wife. Now
rushed to look for them. While I was rummaging through
suitcases, my lady stood at the window and
impatiently drummed her fingers on the glass.
Finally, I found what I needed and threw it to her.
feet a pair of new beautiful shoes. She
looked at them and silently handed them to me
leg. Then the second one. She walked around the compartment,
looked in the mirror and approvingly
nodded, snapping her fingers.
 - Perfect! Now let's go.
 We reached the platform along which
fussythe passengers of our train were snooping around,
those departing and porters. My "red"
king," and it was he, the majestic
walked next to me with the gait of a queen
along the platform, assessing with a critical eye
men passing by. Her beauty and
extraordinary tenderness soon attracted
everyone's attention. They ran out onto the platform
people, mostly men, to at least
take a quick look at her. To some she
smiled sweetly, some flirtatiously
She made eyes and even winked at one.
He spun in place like a top and rushed
to the flower kiosk. He brought it to my lady
a huge bouquet of asters, hoping to get
anything more than a hint. But she
she accepted the flowers indifferently and said:
 - Ram, give this boy some
francs
 The "boy" flew away from us,
like being stung. I didn’t go out onto the platform anymore
young but brave station chief in
high uniform cap and prepared
a rod to give departure to the train. We
my lady caught up with him, kindly
smiling, she nodded her head at him. old man
stretched out like a soldier in training and,
putting his hand to the visor, he blurred into
an obsequious smile. Without taking your eyes off
my king, he followed us,
having forgotten why he went out onto the platform. me
all this was amusing and at the same time a worm
jealousy was on my nerves. I tried
take her into the carriage, but that was not the case. She
looked at me with a piercing gaze and,
pointing imperiously at the buffet, she said:
 - Run and buy it for mesweets, only
better.
 Remembering that the train's departure time is already
passed, I trotted to the buffet, fearing
be late. When I returned to her, I found
her surrounded by several young people,
having a nice conversation with the station manager.
Coquettishly making eyes at the old man, she
told him in a mysterious half-whisper:
 - I'm not joking with you. you to me
really like it. All this green
youth are fickle and flighty. For them
woman is a toy. But respectable people of yours
age are able to appreciate a woman and be
faithful to her to the grave.
 She suddenly smiled and, slyly
Squinting her eyes, she looked at the youth:
 - Moreover, you have a coffin plaque
at hand and you won't have to endure it for long
pangs of jealousy.
 Everyone burst into fists at her joke. A
the station manager, staring dumbfoundedly
eyes, depicted a pitiful expression on his face
a tearful smile. Suddenly she noticed me
nodded her head goodbye to everyone and,
She grabbed me by the arm and dragged me into the carriage.
Already from the steps she turned around and shouted
to the station manager:
 - Grandfather, send the train, I’ve already boarded
into the carriage, - only now the old womanizer
came to his senses and, clutching his head,
rushed to the locomotive. In half a minute we
let's move on. The end of the platform floated past us
with the sad figure of the station master and,
when he saw us, he waved his hand welcomingly and
shook his finger.
 We returned to our compartment. She's with
I ran and rushed onto the sofa and, jumping like
child exclaimed:
 - Oh, eccentrics, I’m clever at themplayed a prank!
Well, show me what kind of sweets you bought?
 I silently handed her a box of chocolates and
sat on his sofa, not knowing what
undertake. She clearly didn't mean to
shower me with caresses and it brought me
I'm mad, but I can't touch her
was afraid. She praised the candy and threw it
them on the table and grabbed a bottle of rum.
 - Let's have another drink.
 - Well, come on.
 We quickly finished the rum and began
eat candy. I sat down next to her again
trying to shift the conversation to something interesting
me topic. Tugging at her gold plaques
bracelet, I asked if she wanted
sleep.
 “Listen,” she answered, drunkenly
smiling, “what do you want from me?”
 - You!
 “Crazy,” she answered calmly.
she, looking intently into my eyes, - is it possible?
do people like me give in? We must take them! -
she jumped up on the sofa and
leaning her back against the wall, she said:
 - With battle and blood!
 I rushed to her, but she was like a cat
slipped out of my hands and, tugging at my
legs, dumped on the sofa.
 While falling, I seriously hurt my shoulder on the corner.
table. Barely holding back a cry of pain, I sat down on
sofa She stood at the door and looked wildly
was watching me. When the pain is a little
calmed down, I began to move towards her again.
She became wary. And as soon as I
tried to grab her, she struggled
poked me in the stomach with her knee and pushed me away
from herself, growled:
 - U... Pathetic jackal...
 Touched to the quick by this insult, I
rushed at her with even greater fury, not
paying attentionfor abdominal pain. to me
managed to grab her by the waist. She both
she put her hands on her chin and pushed away
my head back so that my neck cracked
vertebrae Unbearable pain pierced everything
my body. But along with the pain, my
rage. I no longer remembered what we were for
started fussing. One thought took possession of me -
take revenge on her. I pulled her to me with my arms and
squeezed her stomach with such force that she
began to choke. She was noticeably weakening. I
removed one hand from her body and, grabbing
wrists of both hands, pulled her away from his
heads. She wriggled like a snake, trying
kick me, but since she was hanging
in the air and had no support, the swings of her legs
They didn't cause me any harm. Much
It was more difficult to handle with my hands. She
tried to snatch them from my hands. To her
managed to free one hand, and she
She dug her sharp nails into my face. Howl
out of pain, I threw her onto the sofa with a flourish,
leaning on his whole body. Only this
moment I noticed that her impromptu
the skirt flew off in our struggle, and she was
half naked. This reminded me
the meaning of the struggle and my strength increased tenfold. I'm with
with a fury worthy of a jaguar, he began to crush and
to ruin her, trying to bring the "king" to
powerless despair and take over her body.
She defended herself with unflagging tenacity,
without giving me a second of respite. Barely
I managed to get my knee between my legs,
to push them apart like she did
pulled one arm out from under my body andbit into my hair. With great difficulty I
managed to tear it away from his head.
 Finally, I was lucky enough to stick
his hand between her legs. She squeezed her thighs
so strong that I couldn't move
fingers, but, having strained, I still
managed to stick his index finger into her
a slit slightly moistened with hot mucus.
She began to squirm to get off my
finger But the more she moved her hips,
the deeper and deeper he entered her. She
wheezed from rage, and maybe from
pleasure. I was jubilant and already getting ready
take the next step, when suddenly she
seizing a moment, she jerked strongly and
slipped out from under me and slid to the floor.
Quickly jumping to her feet, she quickly
straightened her disheveled hair and
torn blouse.
 - Well, did you take it? - she asked sarcastically
and, exhausted, sank to the second
sofa, covering his lower abdomen with his hand. Me again
rushed towards her, but with a firm
with the intention of beating her half to death.
By chance my gaze fell on the clock - it was 5
hours 21 minutes. It's even more
spurred me on. I grabbed her by the collar
blouse and pulled it forcefully in different
sides. The blouse tore with a bang
in two, exposing her wonderful tender breasts, and
the rush of my rage instantly disappeared. I sat down
opposite her and was dumbfounded, fascinated by her
pure white body. She threw off
halves of a torn blouse and defiantly
looked at me.
 - Well, you can’t... Boy!
 She kicked off her shoes and lay down onsofa, sofa
throwing his hands behind his head and staring at
ceiling. Taking advantage of the favorable
instantly, I, like a tiger, rushed at her, and
in an instant he spread her legs and fell on her
chest. She screamed and thrashed under
me, trying to free myself. But it was already
late. Not paying attention to her hail
blows on my head, I spread
fingers the sponge of her flower and with a flourish
stuck his penis into the rim. She immediately
she went limp and put her hands on my shoulders. Her
her eyes closed, she became noisy and
breathe gustily, barely moving your body.
Gradually she began to come to life.
The movements of her body became stronger and stronger
sweeping. She put nipples in my mouth
your breasts and, whispering words of love,
tickled my cleavage with her fingers
buttocks. We drank long and carefully
the sweetness of copulation, often
stopping to rest and,
finally, when it was no longer possible, there was no
the strength to restrain what is rushing out
pleasure, lost in the arms of a friend
friend in the ecstasy of carnal oblivion. Suddenly
my hands, squeezing my partner’s body,
crossed themselves in the void, and I plopped down on
a sofa pouring out a stream onto a silk bedspread
sperm. But looking at the clock, I realized what
matter. Grinding my teeth with rage and resentment, I
climbed onto the sofa where the bed was, and
fell asleep immediately.
 “Friends, let’s have a drink,” he suggested.
after a moment's pause, he said, "let's drink in her
honor. Beast woman. “Good,” he handed
give us a map where it was depicted.
 Dick with curiositylooked in
the beauty's arrogant and thoughtful face
said:
 - I wish I had her. I would know what's wrong with her
do.
 Ram and I laughed.
 - Until we find ourselves face to face with
the woman we like, we all do
we talk. Life happens differently than we do
we plan. Well, there's still plenty of time,
let's continue the story...
 “Come on,” Dick and I blurted out.
at the same time.
 And he spoke again.
 Chapter 5


 Rushing at breakneck speed almost
one and a half thousand kilometers, the next
day in the evening the train approached the platform
city station in Cologne. I'm all day
I slept and still felt
broken and tired. Barely a train
I stopped and my father-in-law rushed into my compartment.
 - Ram, leave your things here, their
my secretary will take it, and we’ll quickly go with
me.
 I ran after him and away
stunned by an extraordinary meeting
I only came to my senses in the car.
 - What's happened?
 - The day before yesterday night suddenly
our girl died.
 This news struck me like thunder,
but I, to my shame and horror, did not
felt the bitterness of loss. Moreover, at
the thought even flashed through me that she was very
died in a timely manner. In a few minutes
we arrived home. The entire building was covered
flowers and mourning ribbons. Large
mirrors in the lobby are covered with black
crepe. There were even layers on the stairs
black carpets. Eliza was lying in the living room on
table. The coffin and blanket were covered
black velvet so that I am not among them
I immediately saw the waxy facemy wife.
Our family doctor Konrad approached me
Fog. He carefully took me by the arms and
took him aside.
 - Nothing could be done, she
paralysis of the respiratory muscles. The day before
case, she awkwardly got out of the car and
I hit the back of my head on the corner of the door. All
she had a headache for a day. By evening,
True, she felt better, but the next
the day she told me that she was completely
healthy... And then at night she died in bed,
obviously, without even waking up... He
he paused mournfully.
 - Ram, now we are going to the crematorium,
You can no longer keep your body at home. Cars at
entrance, you sit down first. Elsa
will be transferred there.
 - Fine.
 Workers came to carry the coffin and father-in-law
ran to them. At this time from the neighboring
everyone who came to see me out came out of the hall
wife. Among the mournful figures I immediately noticed
young beauty Marie with her doughy
old husband. She was head and shoulders above
him and, not seeing her husband before her eyes,
I often forgot about his presence,
talking to suitors with a glance through
head. More recently this was the subject
my dreams, and several times I tried with
make friends with her, but to no avail, she was
busy flirting heavily with an American
colonel from the headquarters of the occupation forces.
Now she, smiling slightly, looked for my
eyes with a steady, demanding gaze,
but for me she was no longer interesting. I
examined the guests and through a mask made
I noticed obvious sorrows here and there
signs of boredom. Some peopletalking,
laughed quietly, covering his mouth with his hand. Someone
in a whisper he told a new joke, to which
shushed. Only old people, feeling their
decrepit body the breath of death, inseparably
watched the coffin with obvious surprise that
they are not in it yet. But the coffin was released
from flowers and six stalwarts were lowered
him to the grave. I was the last one to leave. At the door
Marie was waiting for me, prudently
sending her husband ahead.
 - Ram, hello, I sympathize with your
I'm burning.
 “Thank you,” I answered coldly,
trying to get rid of her. We were already at
exit and she, feeling that to accompany
further I'm uncomfortable, tongue twister
whispered:
 - Tomorrow evening I have a banquet, there will be
all yours, come.
 I didn't answer. From the crematorium
returned late. Heartbroken father-in-law
I wanted to be alone that night and
asked me to stay with him. Time
It was approaching twelve, I, reluctantly,
agreed. We were sitting in his room and he
he talked about his daughter all the time, praising her
numerous virtues. I can't hear
him, watched with horror the arrows of his
hours. There was no clock in the old man's office.
With their knocking they reminded him of
passing life. Three minutes to twelve
I left the office, warning that
I'll be right back. Entering my room, I
locked the door and, without turning on the light,
sat down at the table. In a few minutes
a thin melodious ringing rang out, and I
I saw a female figure in the twilight. She
treaded water andasked quietly:
 - Is there anyone here?
 I didn't answer. Even though I wanted
for her to come, but I was afraid for her
untimely appearance. She's careful
went to the door, stretching out one hand.
 “It’s so dark...” she whispered. U
the door she stopped and began to rummage around
wall, looking for the switch.
 “There’s no need to turn on the light,” he said quietly.
I.
 - Oh, who's here? - scared
she cried, turning to me.
 - It's me.
 - Why is it so dark here? Are you here
do you live?
 - Yes, and it’s dark because I want to
be in the dark.
 - But it’s scary.
 - Not at all. There is nothing to be afraid of.
 - I want to see you.
 - Come to me.
 She came up. I saw bare shoulders
shimmering with lunar whiteness, and
golden-headed head with large
with frightened eyes. I hugged her waist and
sat him on his knees. She tried
protest.
 “Listen to me,” I stopped her.
unsuccessful floundering. She fell silent.
 - My wife died and I must now
go to the inconsolable father-in-law, he is waiting for me in
in your office. You wait for me here. I
I'll be back soon.
 - And I’ll be here all alone,
darkness?
 - Well then. These are just a few
minutes.
 - I'm still afraid.
 - Well, I'll turn on the light.
 She thought.
 - Well, okay, I'll wait.
 If you are not back in half an hour, I will
I'll come to you.
 “No way,” I whispered.
rising from his chair, “wait for me here.” I
I lowered the curtains on the windows and turned on the light -
table lamp. Now I could do better
consider it.She was wearing lilac
blouse with a wide neckline revealing the neck and
breasts, and black panties. Beautiful golden ones
hair framed a stern, gentle face with
bright red plump lips. Large
brown eyes looked at me in surprise
and fear. Seeing that she was barefoot, I gave
her night shoes.
 - Wait, I'll come soon.
 She nodded her head in agreement,
looking around in surprise. The old man was already nervous
when I entered, he looked at me reproachfully and
suspicion.
 - Sorry, I'm not feeling well.
roads,” I tried to explain.
 He nodded silently and, looking at the fire,
lost in his thoughts. I yawned on purpose
feigning irresistible drowsiness. Finally
the old man sighed and said quietly:
 - Sorry, Ram, I shouldn't have done that.
tire you out from the road. Go to sleep and
Don't go to the factory tomorrow. I can handle it alone.
Send me Max, for some reason I'm afraid
loneliness.
 After taking my leave, I left. By phone
called Max's father-in-law's bodyguard and ran
to yourself. Half an hour had already passed, I was afraid that
the girl will do something stupid.
She sat calmly at my table and
I was looking at our family album. I
sighed with relief and walked up to her.
Carried away, she did not notice when I entered,
and shuddered in fear.
 -Are you back already? How scared I was!
she slammed the album and looked at me
eyes.
 - Are you tired?
 - A little bit.
 Her beautiful bare shoulders were exciting
I have a desire to sink my teeth into them and
feel the softness on your teethvelvet
pulp. I stroked her bare skin with my hand
breasts, trying to put his hand under the blouse.
But with a movement of her body she moved away from
me.
 - No need.
 But the demon of the carnal has already taken possession of me
lust, I couldn't hold mine
impulses. Jumping up from the chair, I stood behind her
back and grabbed her shoulders. Became
frantically kiss her back and neck under
golden silky hair. She shrank all over
and blocked me with her hand.
 - Why are you doing this? No need.
 “We must,” I answered breathlessly and with more
began to kiss her with greater passion,
gradually grabbing her plump soft breasts
into your own hands. Her resistance weakened and
She threw her head back, breathing heavily. I
pressed himself to the lips of her half-open mouth, and she
grabbed my head with her hands,
gradually I penetrated under the fabric of her blouse and,
burning with pleasure, he took her in his hands
tender breasts.
 “Wait, I’ll take off my blouse,” she said.
She grabs my hands and you will tear her. She
quickly stripped naked and dragged me to
bed.
 - Let's go to bed, I'm getting weaker, I'm shaking
legs.
 I didn't have to ask myself for long and...
taking off his suit, he lay down next to her. Our hands
they began to kiss the bodies. Our lips merged
long passionate kiss. She pressed herself against
breasts on me and, hugging my waist, she began
stroke the buttocks. I caressed her thighs and
smooth satin back, feeling how it
finely trembles every muscle under
with my fingers. It grew with every moment
her excitement and love frenzy. She
abandonedyour leg on my thighs, and
rubbed her stomach against the head of my penis,
tucking it into your belly button. Then she stood up
kneel down next to me and began to stroke my
body with his hands, looking at him with greedy lust
Priapus, dumbfounded by passion. I stuck it in
his hand between her legs and began to gently knead
her labia.
 “Oh,” she sighed quietly and lay down on
back, - give it here. At the same time she
squeezed both her breasts so that between them
a narrow hollow formed. I understood her and
quickly climbed onto her chest. My dick she
squeezed between her full breasts and
squeezed on both sides. I became slow
move your body back and forth. She's blazing
watched with a look of crazy lust as
from the plump gorge between her breasts
the scarlet head of my penis popped out.
 “Move faster,” she breathed, “
even faster, even... Oh! How good! Caress
my nipples. Pinch their ends, three of them
palms. Oh honey...
 The pleasure grew like a ball of snow. By
a sweet shiver spread throughout my body,
similar to itching. It became difficult to breathe. Knock
my heart was out of breath. stood in my head
intoxication of frenzy. I couldn't see mine anymore
lady and heard her sighs and exclamations.
Finally, acute unbearable pleasure
shuddered me, pouring out a stream of hot
cum spilling all over her chest and neck. She
let go of her breasts and with a blissful smile
smeared sticky sperm all over her body and face.
 “Okay,” she whispered with lust,
looking at me with burning eyes.
 Ifshe wasn't that beautiful, that's all
it would make me feel disgusted
her, but in this case I'm just still
melted more into sweet languor, watching
crazy movements.
 “Now you’re tired and lie down,” she said.
she, getting out from under me, - and I
I'll play with you.
 - How will you play with me?
 - ABOUT! This is already my business. You lie down
calm down and look... Bend one leg and
hold her like that - she set my koeno
the way she wanted and ordered: hold her
strong! After that she sat astride my
leg so that its edge was on
my kneecap.
 - Isn’t it hard for you?
 - No, not at all.
 She began to move her body smoothly,
rubbing the tender lips of the genital slit on mine
knee, while her hands fluttered over mine
body, stroking it here and there,
clean skin of the chest, abdomen, thighs. In my opinion
My leg started to leak mucus. This spectacle could not
not arouse in me a reciprocal desire and
in less than 5 minutes I was there again
ready for love exercises. Then,
lowering my leg, I pulled the beauty onto
yourself. She, as if waking up from a sweet
oblivion, she raised her eyes in surprise.
 - Are you tired?
 - No, I want us to connect.
 - Ah... you're ready. Now.
 She jumped off the bed and ran to
table, leaned over him, leaning on him
edge with your hands.
 “Let’s do it this way,” she said,
turning to me.
 I approached her. Looking at her curvy
pink buttocks, I couldn't resist
desire to kiss them.Down on
knees, I pressed my lips to them. She
squealed with delight:
 - What are you doing?
 - Kiss.
 - Crazy. No need. Get up
rather, I'm burning with impatience.
 “Now,” I whispered, not in
able to take my eyes off this
sweet beauty that excites me
inhuman passion. I touched
fingers the wet lips of her crotch,
why did she sit down, squeezing her legs with lustful
growl.
 “You’re torturing me,” she begged.
I can't stand it anymore.
 Then I got to my feet, spread
hands both hemispheres of her buttocks, in
in a blissful frenzy he stuck his
member The tightly compressed walls of her vagina with
with difficulty they let her inside her body. We
waited a few seconds for it to calm down
the first trembling of our bodies and we began to “dance”
slow smooth movements. I'm almost
lay on her back, grabbing her in both hands
breasts it's difficult to convey in words the whole range
feelings and sensations that create
unity and delights of the sexual
satisfaction. I came later, squeezing her out
the last drops from the cup of your happiness
rapture. Exhausted to the limit, I can barely
got to the bed. She regrets
looked at me and wiped her crotch
with my handkerchief, came up to me.
 “My dear boy,” she said tenderly
she, stroking my chest with her hand, - how
It's a pity that you got tired so quickly.
 She touched my lifeless hand
drooping member and shook her head:
 - What should I do next now?
 - Lie down, lie down withme.
 - Oh, if only I could lie quietly
with a man, if I could just once
feel the calm powerlessness of complete
satisfaction. The fire is burning me
unquenchable desire, my thoughts are hooked
for this peg and spin around it with
tenacity worthy of a mule. We are made for
this and at night the life that is to me God
bestowed upon us both sweetness and torment, and
flour. We all live with this urge
longer and longer. The first time we spent
among people only for an hour, then two, three...
And now it’s six. - yes, but how much
what time is it now? She walked up to the table and
looked at the clock.
 - It's already four o'clock.
 - How quickly time flies! I
I envy women, they can live during the day and
at night. Whenever they want. At their service
all the men in the world. What about us?
 - Well, let’s put it that way, and for them it’s far from
all men. And that's not true at all
just as you imagine.
 - How can it not be simple?
 - But she won’t throw herself at everyone
on the oncoming person's neck? She will be with him for a long time
familiar, and the stronger and purer the love, the
longer the time of their platonic
dating It happens that years pass before
than they will find themselves in unity.
 - Why all this? - after all, they don’t live
one night, but all my life. They need both
should get to know each other. I certainly don't
I mean prostitutes, they give themselves, even
without knowing the man's name.
 - So I would be a prostitute. I would
gave herself to everyone. After all, only for this
people are born, and everything else is fruittheir fantasies. Savages were born
multiply. They were cold and uncomfortable, they
invented a shelter - a cave - and clothes
skins. They hid each other from view
your nakedness and as soon as it became
forbidden to look at - elevated to a cult.
Then they built cities and began
trade. The rich and slaves appeared. U
the rich had the opportunity, they dressed, and
the poor took off their last for pennies
rags to please
rich. Morality and
immorality developed
at the same time. And the stronger the morality,
the more expensive and pleasant immorality is.
Every vice of morality gives rise to everything
more violent outbursts of immorality.
People have achieved a lot and only one thing for
They still have a secret left - their flesh. And this
precisely because dense, impenetrable
church medieval morality curtains
they were denied access to it. I'm sorry
all of you, for you are fighting against a giant,
a thousand times stronger than yourself.
There are two forces that rule the world - money and
flesh. And if you ever win
the power of money, then you will never defeat your
flesh, for this is your life.
 She was beautiful at that moment. Her
brown eyes were burning, hair was disheveled and
fell to her in a brilliant golden cascade
on the face. She was flushed and hard
breathed. And if we add to her words,
that she stood in front of me naked and
charming fresh and clean, then you
The trepidation that gripped me will become clear. Igrabbed her with his own hands and threw her onto
bed. Covered her with hot kisses
fragrant body. She just moaned in
voluptuous frenzy. Stormy as
savages, with screams and growls, we
copulated, intertwining their bodies in
an incomprehensible combination. When the rush
passions subsided and we woke up from
lustful dope, she got out of bed
and, looking at her watch, she said:
 - Well, that's all. I'll leave now
remember me, and if you liked me
love. I can be loved in memory. Look
look at me well and remember. I you
I'll never forget. Say goodbye.
 I jumped out of bed to try again
kiss her goodbye, but it was too late.
She waved her hand and disappeared... I took a long time
sat on the bed, remembering her words and
caresses. Then I put it all out and went to bed.
 - Well, that's all. It's too late, and you,
“I guess I should go,” he said,
interrupting his story.
 “Yes,” I realized, “it’s time.”
 He stood with us, getting ready
leave.
 “Where are you going?” Dick asked him.
 - Home.
 - Where do you live?
 - I’m renting a basement here, not far away.
room.
 - You don’t need to go there, live here.
We paid for the room and food.
 He embarrassedly thanked us and,
having walked to the hotel entrance, he returned to
number. Dick and I took a taxi and went to
ship.
 - But this girl said the truth about
flesh,” said Dick.
 - She was obviously talking about her
flesh. For her, she really is everything, -
I answered and we didn’t talk about anything anymorethan, immersed in their thoughts.
 Chapter 6


 The next day in the morning, quickly
After breakfast, Dick and I went to Ram.
Dick took his Boston with him
a suit to dress up more
our friend. Ram saw us and came out
meet outside.
 “I’m already tired of waiting,” shaking our hands,
he complained, “it’s ten o’clock, and you’re all
no and no.
 It was not difficult to notice the changes in
Rama, who, as after a serious illness,
illustrated his recovery. He was
fresh, cheerful, cheerful eyes sparkled
sparkles, movements became jerky and
swift. His shabby outfit is like
could have updated and cleaned it up. When we entered
into the room, he, like a hospitable host, seated
us at the table and took a bottle from the cabinet
cognac.
 - First, cognac for cheerfulness and me
I’ll continue my story,” he called,
to bring a snack. I've already arrived
a waitress we know. Ram met her at
door and helped carry the heavy tray.
When we drank a glass of strong drink,
Ram admitted:
 - But I feel much better now
I feel like I'm no longer tormented at night
nightmares and nothing annoying. Women are already
don't seem so ugly and
nasty. It's as if I'm telling
I throw the disease out of myself. Therefore I
I want it all the time, without a break,
tell and get to the end faster.
If you're ready, I'll begin.
 - Let's.
 - So here it is. I woke up from the telephone
call. My father-in-law was worried about my health.
After a stormyI still have sleepless nights
I had a headache and I felt pretty bad
beaten. My father-in-law advised me to take
bath and go out of town to relax on
dacha. It was the first hour of the day. I did everything
as my father-in-law advised, and within an hour I was in
our country villa. Met me
caretaker The old man was very happy about my
I'll arrive. He was tormented by the melancholy of loneliness.
We wandered around the garden with him, collecting fallen
apples. Then we drank a small bottle
homemade cherry liqueur and I lay down in
hammock The old man sat down next to him on the ground,
began to peel fruits for drying. Unnoticed
for myself I fell asleep. Woke up in the evening.
The sun was setting. Long thick
the shadows of the trees furrowed the ground. old man
still digging with the fruit, purring
some kind of song. I lay there for a long time, not
moving, looking at the sky. I felt
again vigorous and rejuvenated. Having dinner with
old man, as God sent, I went to
city. By chance I was located on that street,
where Marie's mansion was located. Remembering her
invitation, I decided to come in. The hostess herself
met me at the entrance. As always
impeccably dressed, with tall curvaceous
with her hair she looked like a queen, but I
didn't care about her beauty. No special
compliments, I greeted her and
old man. I arrived on time. Everyone
invited to the table. The hostess sat me down
closer to yourself. Sympathizing with my grief,
no one spoke about the deceased. Gathered
there were a lot of people, but half of them were women
less thanmen. Marie didn't like feminine things
society. Most of those present
men were either candidates for lovers
housewives, or already retired boyfriends. Husband
Marie after the first two glasses of strong
after drinking a cocktail, he got very drunk and started talking nonsense.
She took him to bed. Returning, she
with a broad gesture she invited me to occupy him
place. The feast was going on, I was bored in
this rowdy and depraved company.
Having had too much to drink, one girl began to perform
strip dance. At first she screams
and the applause exposed her skinny little
attractive legs, then dropped them
dress, to the great delight of everyone
men revealed small flabby breasts with
huge brown nipples dotted with
small pimples. She's no longer
undressed and, pulling the elastic band of the nylon
panties, ran out into another room.
They danced boogie, trying to show off their
that scantily clad women's bodies. Marie
tried to invite me several times
dance, but I refused every time
as an excuse for feeling unwell. I do a lot
I drank and didn’t get drunk at all. In the first hour
night I remembered my cards and got ready
leave. At this time the majordomo brought into the hall
sweet modest girl in gray, tight
tight-fitting blouse and
red satin skirt. She looked around everything
society and made a curtsey.
 -Where did you find this baby from? -
Marie asked her servant.
 - She said she was looking for a man
which is here.
 -Who is he, this one?Human? - asked
girl Marie.
 “I need him,” quietly and embarrassedly
answered the girl.
 - Well, come on in, look for your man.
Here, as you can see, there are more than
enough. What is your name?
 - Valencia.
 “Hush,” Marie clapped her hands, “
this cute creature's name is Valencia. If
would anyone dare be tactless towards her?
treat him, he will immediately be thrown out
at home. Come, baby, to the table, have a drink with us and
have fun. Marie led Valencia to the table and
sat next to me. The girl is very
I was worried and didn’t know how to behave. I
carefully caught her hand under the table and
shook it reassuringly, she nodded gratefully
my head. Marie handed her a glass of sparkling wine
champagne. Valencia looked at me
and, catching my approving glance, drank
champagne to the bottom.
 “Bravo, girl,” he clapped his hands.
some dandy ran up to her.
 I could not now take away from the unpleasant
show off dear Valencia. She hesitates
got up from the table and, looking confusedly at
me, quietly said to her boyfriend:
 - I'm a very bad dancer.
 - Nothing, dance. No one here
knows how to dance well, I said,
sensing her hesitation. She came out
from the table. From the first steps, from the first
movements she attracted everyone to her
attention. With the ease of a bird and grace
ballerina she softly glided across the parquet,
flawlessly performing any difficult step.
Despite the frantic tempo of the music, it
never got lost and fluttered without a shadow
fatigue. Her partnerdanced with delight
and rapture, carefully holding her flexible
slim waist. When the dance was over, she
applauded. Men signed up for
turn to dance with her. The ladies turned green
envy. Marie leaned towards me:
 - Nothing, girl. Where is she from? I
I've never seen her here before.
 “Can I see you for a minute,” I heard
behind your back someone's pleasant voice. I
turned around: Valencia. Barely holding back tears
she wrung her fingers.
 - Yes, honey.
 I apologized to Marie and left with
the girl in the next room.
 “Take me away from here,” beggingly
she whispered, “it’s disgusting here.” Men
so impudent that I don’t know how to
answer. I can't do it anymore.
 - Calm down, baby. We'll leave now.
 Don't pay any attention to anyone. We
returned to the hall, I was greeted by inquisitive
Marie's eyes. She smiled sarcastically and when
I sat down and whispered:
 - You seem to be doing well.
 - No, the girl just asks to be escorted
her home. She is convinced that of all
I am the most decent person present. I don't
I have nothing against this.
 - Will you leave?
 - Yes, please excuse me.
 - Well, you'll regret it. A
take care of the girl. I don't forgive
insults. The last one was funny and less
everything is dangerous. Several followed us
men, begging her to stay at least a little longer
one dance. I sent them back. Via
in a few minutes we were already at home.
 - How did you find me? - I asked
girl when we entered my room.
 She unwittinglysmiled.
 - I must have done you a lot of harm?
 - No, it's just amazing. First time
in an unfamiliar city, and even without knowing
where am I.
 - Very simple. I woke up here.
It was very dark. I was scared. Then
I left the house and went, not even knowing where.
And suddenly I saw the brightly lit windows of the house
and heard music. I walked in and it turned out you were
there. While I was walking down the street, towards me
many men pestered me.
 - What do they want?
 - Well, that's true.
 - You are very beautiful. They probably
I wanted to meet you. Are you tired?
 - No, but the wine makes me dizzy
head and hands do not obey.
 -Have you never drunk before?
 - Once with my father.
 - With your father? Who is your father? What are you
“Wait,” I realized, “sit down.” I
sat her down in a chair and lit the tabletop
lamp. She straightened her hair and, fiddling with
fringed tablecloth, told me about her
father
 - He's an artist. Lives in India. Me too
Indian. I was born in 1930. I was
only child and so beautiful,
that everyone unanimously declared: “It’s not possible to live
will be." A year later I died. After 16 years
my father decided to draw me as I am,
in his opinion, should be in this
age. And he drew me on the map. And
Here I am alive again. My dear father. How
it was hard for me to meet him after 16
years He cried all the time, he begged me
don't leave, stay with him forever. He
prayed to God, he crawled around the workshop on
knees, sobbing like crazy, but an hour later
I left andI didn't see him anymore. On her eyes
Tears welled up and my voice trembled. She
she lowered her head and finished quietly.
 - He told me to ask everyone to
whoever I meet, take pity on me and don’t touch me,
until I grow up... Me to the core
I was touched by her story. I approached her and
stroked his head.
 - So you're only 16 years old?
 - Yes.
 - Oh, you dear, naive child. I
I will try to fulfill your father's request
don't touch you, but you're so charming
that it is very difficult to do this. Do you want
eat?
 - No.
 - What about sleep?
 - Not either.
 - But we still have to go to bed.
bed and I'll try to sleep because
be with you all night, see you and not
touching is impossible.
 - Okay, I'll go to bed.
 - I only have one bed, we
you'll have to sleep together. But don't be afraid.
 Is it because I got enough sleep during the day, or
from excitement, sleep did not come to me.
 - I won't do anything to you. So that you
it wasn't scary and so that you don't get bored, I
I’ll leave the light on and give you an interesting book.
 - Fine.
 I found a volume of Flaubert in the closet and gave it to
to her.
 - Now you undress and lie down, and I
I'll go wash myself.
 She nodded her head in agreement and
went to the bed. I looked in admiration at
her graceful legs and picture-perfect waist, but
I made an effort and went out. I have
there was a vile desire to look at her in
crack, but I dealt with it. When in
10 minutes later I returned, she was already lying in
bed, covered up to the chin with a blanket and
concentratedlooked at the ceiling.
 - Why don’t you read?
 - I’ll come later, when you fall asleep.
 - Then close your eyes, I’ll undress.
 She closed her eyes. I quickly undressed and
lay down on the side, covered with a blanket. Wishing
good night to her, I turned to her
back and tried to sleep again. But
I couldn't fall asleep. I heard how
the pages of the book rustled softly,
heard her breathing. Tried to think about
work, remembering what has not yet been done,
tried to imagine how tomorrow
meet me at work, then I started
count. I counted to two thousand and got tired.
I wanted to see what he was doing
girl.
 - Valencia, are you awake?
 - No, am I disturbing you?
 - Not at all. Say you won't
mind if I cover myself with a blanket, blanket
hard and doesn't heat.
 - Well, yes, please. Like I used to
I didn't think about it. She moved towards
wall and threw the edge of the blanket over me.
 -Are you warm now?
 “It’s warm,” I answered, feeling
my voice trembles with excitement. All
It became more and more difficult for me to control myself.
There was no more than 10 distance between us
centimeters. I felt the warmth of her body
his smell. After lying quietly for 5 minutes, I
pretended to be asleep and turned on his back,
my naked body, my thigh touched
the girl's thigh, she shuddered and a little
pulled away. I lay there with a sinking heart,
still holding back the impulse of passion. It was
a torture that has no equal in the world.
Feel a tender naked body next to you
girls and don't touchnone of her
finger - it's a nightmare. I turned around
facing her, still imitating sleep,
lay down and then put his hand on her chest.
The girl's firm breasts barely moved under
the weight of the hand. Valencia trembled as if from
attack of fever and froze in fear, not
knowing what to do. I'm with the unspeakable
with pleasure he carefully squeezed the unyielding
the pulp of her breasts, barely holding back a scream
lustful joy. Valencia has become difficult
and breathe quickly, her chest heaved under
with my hand, like an ocean wave. Finally she
made up her mind and, carefully removing my hand from
her breast, laid it on me. But I already
couldn't stop. I convinced myself that
there is little time left and I will just caress
sweet girl without harming her. I
"woke up." Valencia was lying on her back,
stretching out the body tensely. Her beautiful hands
were stretched along the body on top of the blanket,
the book lay on his chest. Her wide open
eyes, without blinking, looked at the ceiling.
Beautiful, girlish angular shoulders, with
barely protruding arches of the collarbones, slightly
shuddered. Lips say something silently
whispered.
 “Valencia, dear girl,” burst out
I have an exclamation, and I, in addition to my
will, driven by one instinct of the flesh,
raised himself up on one arm, hugging her
neck, pressed to her lips in a long way,
a reverently passionate kiss. From
she didn't even resist the surprise.
And when I tore off with superhuman effort
your lips from her mouth, she is scared
whispered:
 - You're nothing badyou won't do it to me...
You are good...
 - Yes?.. Yes, yes, dear, - angry at
myself, I answered, “I’ll just kiss you again.”
Are you pleased?
 - Nice.
 I grabbed her lips again and kissed them
so long, uncontrollably, frantically, as if
with this alone I tried to cool the sizzling
desire of the flesh. I pressed my whole body against
the hot velvet of her tender nakedness,
feeling her heart beat faster. And
suddenly the amazing calm was interrupted
all my desires. I lay on my back and, tasting
the sweetness of peace, closed my eyes.
 - What's wrong with you? - asked Valencia,
leaning over me. Poor girl so
I was scared that I didn’t notice how waist-deep
crawled out from under the blanket. I opened my eyes and...
My God! Rarely do people see something like this in their dreams
beauty! Above me like two ripe
peach, her breasts trembled. Little ones
buttons of nipples, tender and clean, like two
sweets with sharp tips sticking out
forward. The chest started somewhere at the shoulder and,
gradually rising, falling barely
noticeable fold towards the belly, full,
elastic, as if filled with strong juice,
healthy youth. Without saying a word, I
grabbed her with his hands and pressed his lips to hers.
brown nipple. She screamed and
she began to thrash like a caught chick.
 “Don’t, I beg you,” in her eyes
Tears welled up. And I let her go.
 -Are you uncomfortable?
 She did not answer anything and, burying her face in
blanket, lay motionless, shaking
nervous trembling. I leaned towards her.
 - But I didn’t do anything bad to you.
did. II wanted you to feel good.
You enjoy it when I kiss your chest.
Isn't it? She looked at me with hers
emerald eyes and nodded her head.
 - Well, let me kiss you again. Give it.
My kisses will give you so much
pleasure. Don't be afraid. She's confused
looked at me and I realized that she
fluctuates.
 - There is no need to be afraid. It won't hurt
harm you. It's so nice. Come on.
 She lowered her hands that were holding the edge
blankets so I can throw it back. And I am this
did. She covered her chest with her hands, looking
at me with fear and prayer.
 - Don't be afraid, silly, I didn't do anything.
I'll do it with my own hands.
 She obeyed. And here in front of mine
eyes dream again. I started kissing her on the
in a crazy frenzy, not seeing why
my lips touch. Everything is tender
the fragrant body seemed to me
personification of the most beautiful thing in
earth. I kissed her arms and shoulders, neck and
chest, hips and legs. In the sweet
Exhausted, I touched her soft face
belly, selflessly licking the cavity
navel She was shaken by convulsions
voluptuousness. She closed her eyes and
limply surrendered to the power of my burning
caress. Suddenly, in an unconscious impulse
lust, I jerked her legs apart and
pressed his lips to full, soft and sticky
vaginal lips. Valencia jerked everyone
body, trying to break away from me,
she put her hands on my head. But the wave
voluptuous languor shackled her limbs,
she prostrated herself helplessly in front of me with
quiettearful moan. I licked with my tongue for a long time
an unblown bud of love, feeling
with the tip of the tongue each tubercle, each
fold. She became quiet and completely immersed herself in
trembling taste of the sweetness that
spread over her body like a hot stream from
my lips. Completely mad with lust, I
lay down on the girl, spreading her apart
the virgin lips of her flower, stuck in
with all your might your daring sword. She screamed
from pain and, wrapping his arms around me,
shuddered in sobs.
 - Oh, how I don’t feel good! What's wrong with me
did you do it? I feel so bad!
 Shocked by everything that happened, I
looked at her in confusion, not knowing how
console. And she, pale and exhausted,
whispered:
 - What's wrong with me? What have you done? to me
bad. She disappeared without hearing anything from me.
a single word of consolation, leaving me in
confusion and a vague feeling of heavy guilt
before her and before God.
 Ram lowered his head to the table and fell silent.
We sat depressed by his story,
confused and stunned. He suddenly
got up impulsively and, walking across the room, already
said in a different voice:
 - Well then. Let's have a drink. What happened then
passed. We drank and he immediately continued
your story.
 Chapter 7


 For a long time I sat, depressed
happened, trying to explain to myself how
it happened. Then he wiped his
bloodied penis on the sheet and went to bed.
At eight o'clock, as usual, he woke me up
Max. The father-in-law was going to the factory. I got up
overcoming drowsiness and quickly
Having had breakfast, I went out to the entrance. Father-in-lawalready
sat in the car.
 - You look bad, Rem. You
not healthy?
 - Healthy. I just didn't get enough sleep. Yesterday
Until one o'clock I was at Marie's banquet.
 - Is she still the same?
 - Like this.
 - You go to the foundry today.
Weiss is late with casting blanks
frame for 150 mm guns.
Stay there until lunch and see what it's like
snag.
 - Fine.
 We went to the factory. Father-in-law went to his place
to the board, and I trudged to the workshop. I was sick
head, mouth dry, heavy legs
obeyed. I tripped over several times
rails and almost broke his nose. Finally,
I got to the workshop. I got a sour breath
the smell of coke. In the huge twilight,
narrow, like a tunnel, building, near the bright
squares of casting furnaces, like devils in
hell, sweaty dirty people were swarming around. stood
some kind of smooth and strong operating noise. I
entered the workshop manager's office.
 - What happened to you? - I asked
Weiss. When he saw me, he blurred into
a friendly smile.
 - Ram, buddy, hello. You already
back? - returned.
 - That's not what we're talking about. What's wrong with you
castings? The boss is not happy. Requested
follow you. Weiss was offended.
 - It's not my fault. Steel goes low
quality, there are a lot of defects in casting, that's all,
That's why they can't cope.
 - Well, let's go to the workshop.
 I really wanted to sleep, I was stuck together
eyes and legs gave way. I almost sat down
onto the uncooled casting. Weiss took me under
hand. We went to the foundry workers. I'm like through
veil, saw people, brightstring
molten metal and heard a monotonous
Weiss's voice explaining what was happening.
 - Well, look for yourself what happened -
marriage again,” I heard, waking up, a voice
Weiss. Not realizing anything, I looked at
cast frame and asked Weiss to take
me to my office.
 “I really want to sleep,” I told him,
when we returned from the workshop.
 - Lie down on the bed in the room
duty dispatcher.
 He took me there and I just
touching the pillow with your head, instantly
fell asleep. An hour later Weiss woke me up and I,
Having washed, I went with him to the workshop. Somehow
I spent the day and left home at 6 o'clock
one. The father-in-law ran to work out of grief. He
sat at the factory from morning until late
nights. After dinner, I took a bath and lay down
sleep. Woke up in the dark. I lit the night light and
looked at his watch. There was half
the twelfth.
 “A woman will come again now,” without
all sorts of pleasure I thought.
 I wanted to rest and sleep at least
one night quietly. I decided not to get up.
Having turned off the light, I began to look at the pale
stains on the ceiling and walls, enjoying
peace and quiet. But then I heard it
melodious ringing and something rustled in
darkness at the table. I listened, no
moving. I heard quiet laughter and
a pleasant voice said:
 - What a fool he is! And, by the way, where
is it me? She listened and was wary
Her triumphant voice sounded in the silence:
 - Yeah, someone is breathing here... It must
maybe he's sleeping. Nice to be withsleeping
man in the same room.
 I closed my eyes and lay there, not moving.
What will she do? At this time someone
knocked on the door. I didn't have time to open it
mouth to ask who knocks like her
shouted loudly:
 - Come in, the owner is sleeping.
 The door opened, someone came in and lit
light. I saw my father-in-law, he looked dumbfounded
to the cheerful girl, then he turned his
look at me.
 - Oh, what a cute old man! -
she exclaimed, heading towards him.
 - Get away, get away from me! - he yelled,
turning pale with rage.
 - Ram, explain what this means?
 I got out of bed, cursing fate and
daring beauty. Father in law without waiting
answer, he left, slamming the door. I heard
how he shouted loudly to someone in the corridor:
"When he gets dressed, let him come to me at
office."
 - I obey.
 - Who asked you to command in a foreign country?
room? - I attacked the woman.
 - God! What did I do? After all, I
I thought you were sleeping. Why keep it
behind the door? So sweet and honorable
old man...
 - Shut up. You've done a lot of things now, huh?
I'll sort it out.
 - Nonsense! Every decent man
must have a free woman and in this
there is nothing reprehensible. Explain
this is for the old man and he will understand.
 - Come on!
 I went to my father-in-law. Sullen and angry, he
sat at the table and, without raising his head,
said:
 - Less than three days have passed since we
buried our girl, and you already brought
house full of women. OK then. You are young and
strong You need women butbecause this is
can be done outside the home without offending
memory of his wife. Yesterday you shocked
Marie's company, leaving in the middle of a banquet with
some street girl, today I'm
I found someone else in the room and completely
naked. How is this possible! Excuse me
but I can’t live under the same roof with you
I can. Find yourself an apartment tomorrow in
city and move. I hope you don't
offended. I am a father and the memory of my daughter for
I'm holy. Now go. The girl now
kick me out.
 - If only I could kick her out! -
a desperate thought flashed through my mind... I
returned to his place. When I entered she was sitting
at the dressing table and was cleaning her nails.
 - Well, how? Settled? - she asked, not
turning to me.
 “Settled,” I answered ironically.
Only now I was able to see her. Not
listing all the advantages of her appearance,
I can only say that she really
was almost naked. She was wearing a bathing suit
suit made of green and white polka dot silk,
striped bra and panties, trimmed
black fringe. Long light chestnut
her hair, smoothly writhing, fell onto her
shoulders and covered the hollow between
shoulder blades.
 - Get ready, we'll leave here now.
I told her, taking away the nail file.
 - Wonderful. Give me something to wear.
I rummaged through the closet and, choosing one of
his wife's dresses, handed them to her. She attached it
to herself, looked in the mirror and asked:
 - Isn’t there anything better there?
 - No. And this will do!
 - OK then. I'll try it on now.
 She put ondress and I was amazed by her
transformation. In a dress that fits tightly
her slender figure, she seemed still
slimmer and more elegant. I've never seen
this dress sat so beautifully on its
wife.
 “Here are your shoes,” I said, handing them
her wife's summer sandals on high thin
heel. I quickly packed my suitcase with the most
necessary things, and we left the house. I
I took my old Oppel from the garage and,
Having seated his lady, he drove off, not knowing where.
She chirped like a bird, delighted
night city. Seeing the shining entrance
bar, she grabbed my hand and began
beg you to go there. I had to
agree. We entered the bar. at us immediately
noticed. The tables began
look at each other and whisper. The owner himself
Bara devoured my companion with a greedy gaze.
He led us to a table in a separate
office
 - What would you like to serve? - asked
my master is looking sideways at the lady.
 “Wine,” exclaimed the beauty,
squinting his eyes coquettishly.
 - No, no, we haven't chosen yet.
Send the waitress in about five minutes.
The owner shrugged his shoulders and left.
 - Listen, behave more respectably.
 - What did I do?
 - Whatever you want to order, you
should tell me, not the waiter.
 - Fi, what's the difference... Oh! Look,
what a wonderful baby,” she exclaimed,
pointing a finger at a huge fellow in
checkered jacket, which was dragged by the hand
from the table a drunk woman, two times lower
his height, onto the dance floor.
 - What is he good for? Notshow
finger, they pay attention to us.
 - Where, who converts?
 - All.
 - Is that bad? What would I be worth?
what if they didn't pay attention to me? Wow!
What a powerful animal, - enthusiastically
she finished.
 -Who is the animal?
 - Well, that guy.
 - I don’t understand your enthusiasm.
 - What can you understand about this? If
you will be so rude, I will leave right now and
I'll leave you here alone.
 - ABOUT! - she exclaimed in fear,
turning to me.
 - It turns out you’re good too! Not
go away, I'll be a good girl.
 The waiter came, I ordered everything
found it necessary and in a few minutes we have
there was no free space left on the table.
 - What is your name? - I asked after
after we drank a glass of lady's
liqueur. She smiled and answered with a question
to the question:
 - Do I have to have a name?
 - Well, of course. Otherwise, how will I
should I contact you?
 - Give me a name. Which one do you prefer?
do you like it?
 - A loved one has a favorite name
women.
 - But do you have a beloved woman?
 - Aren’t you jealous?
 - Well, here we go again! Only old people are jealous
freaks and crazy people.
 - Then your name will be Zara.
 - No, I don’t like this name. It
looks like the sun.
 We still drank. She got pretty tipsy.
I closed the curtains so they wouldn't stare at us.
from the hall of the eye. She laughed drunkenly and
Fanned herself like a fan with a napkin.
 - It's hot here. My belly button is sweating.
Ha ha ha, let's go dance. No, don't
come on better... Ram, you are a darling. At your placedog eyes. Bring me some cold water
I'll spray my chest.
 I sat down next to her, hugged her shoulders,
turned towards himself. Her hot breath fanned
my face. I grabbed the back of her head with my hand and
kissed him with a drunken, emotionless kiss.
She did not resist, did not protest. She
I was drunk to the point of impotence. Not so much with
desire, how much out of habit I began to crumple
her breasts, trying to find sweat with a cloth
dresses hard nipple button. She
laughed like a child.
 - Ram, fool... you're tickling me...
Lifting up her dress, I began to kiss her feet,
thighs and thighs. And she encouraged with laughter
me.
 - Here, now here, so them,
Ram, yes.
 I undid the button of her panties and
he knocked her over onto the sofa and pulled them off completely.
 “Well done, clever,” she said, laughing.
she devoured me with a lustful gaze.
 “You haven’t kissed my stomach yet,”
she exclaimed, lifting her dress, “well,
what are you doing?
 I stood watching her with delight
shameless impulses.
 - And you spread your legs. Please.
 She scattered both widely on the sofa
legs, opening their lustful gaze to my
charms. Body slightly damp from sweat
glittered like glass, and the lips
vaginas, narrow and long,
opened slightly, revealing a bright red entrance to
vagina. The madness of passion is stronger
mind. I, having forgotten everything in the world, rushed
on his knees and, grabbing her thighs,
lips to her, feeling the tart smell of her
flesh and salty taste of hot
labia She squirmed frompleasures,
talking some nonsense. Her hands were fiddling
my hair.
 “Wait,” she shouted, “wait,”
otherwise I'll finish.
 I pulled away from her and, stroking
soft belly with his hand, looked again and again
with a voluptuous glance all over her figure
charming folds on the curves
waist. She sat up and straightened her dress.
She looked at me with a languid gaze and
whispered:
 - Open the curtains.
 - For what?
 - Open it, let everyone see.
 - What are you saying, you can’t do that.
 She shook her head regretfully and
She grabbed me with her hands and pulled me towards her.
 “Sit here,” she said, moving
me to the barrier itself. Then quickly
She unbuttoned my pants and took out my penis. Long
she looked at him, fascinated,
with a crazy look, stroking the head
with your own hand. Finally, I quickly raised
dress and sat down on her knees facing the audience,
inserting a penis into your vagina. Caution
moving her hips, she whispered:
 - Open the curtains, open them.
 - You're crazy.
 - No, but you have no idea how
it will be nice to feel all of them
greedy glances. Open up!
 I don't know why, but I obeyed and
pulled back the curtain. She smiled contentedly
leaning on the barrier and began
look around the room burning with lust
glance. They started paying attention to us.
I closed myself with a curtain and it was impossible to leave the hall
see her sitting on my lap.
But her appearance spoke without words to the wise
experience of bar regulars, how carnal
lust moved her body back and forth.The pleasure grew with unspeakable speed
and with it a cloudy consciousness took possession
me. Zara began to fidget so furiously
to me that the sofa creaked beneath us.
Frantically clutching his fingers into the barrier
velvet, closing his eyes and breathing heavily
with her mouth open, she showed the whole hall
a spectacle worthy of the best pornography
paintings according to the strength of their impact. Music
fell silent. The hall fell silent. Feeling your drunk,
a scandal clouded by lust, I
I couldn’t find the strength to resist it.
The denouement came unexpectedly. Zara suddenly
screamed and fell with her chest on the barrier,
began to convulse, pouring out streams on me
hot liquid. Got up in the hall
an unimaginable hubbub, someone applauded,
someone screamed, some man screamed
in your own voice:
 - Bravo-o-o-o-o-o...
 I drew the curtain, pulled her off me,
threw it on the sofa. I was choked with anger and
burning shame flushed my face.
 - What have you done?
 She looked at me in surprise
with his clear eyes and naively smiling,
asked:
 - What?
 - Yes, you completely disgraced me.
Cologne!
 - How did I disgrace you? On the contrary,
you will now be held in high esteem. After all, not everyone
a man as brave as you.
 There was a knock on the door. I raised her to
legs and ordered to put himself in order. B
The bartender burst into the office, red with anger.
 - Gentlemen, I ask you to leave the hall
bar.
 - What, are you closing already? - naively
Zara asked, moving her hips gracefully.
Bartenderconfused.
 - No, but I... that is, you, well, you me
you know, I'm completely confused
bartender under my gaze
charming friend. She affectionately
she patted him on the cheek and said, laughing:
 - My dear boy. Don't do that
worry. I assure you that in the highest
It's rude to kick customers out.
 - Yes, but...
 - No buts. Take a sip with us
guilt,” she grabbed his hand and
dragged me to the table.
 - Ram, look after the owner. I'm still
did not recover from embarrassment and stood as if
pillar in the middle of the office.
 Zara poured him a glass and, picking up
the other, clinked glasses with him.
 - For your health. For prosperity
of your bar,” she proclaimed with pathos
she.
 “Ram, take a glass,” she commanded.
Zara.
 We drank. The bartender felt Zara's figure
with an oily, insolent look, trying
look under the neckline of the dress on the chest. Logged in
waiter.
 “Master,” he muttered gloomily,
looking at Zara and me with prickly eyes, -
There's a gentleman in the hall asking you.
 The bartender caught himself and, apologizing,
went out to get the waiter, advising us
leave. I looked at my watch. It was half
fifth. Another hour and a half. Blissfully
smiling, Zara slowly rocked her body
from side to side, humming something
a naughty song.
 - Maybe we can leave? - I asked.
 - What are you talking about, baby! It's so nice here.
 Again, without knocking, he entered
waiter.
 - You are asked to leave the bar, - with ice cold
he said dispassionately, bulging his eyesspace.
 “We’re leaving now,” I said and
thrust several hundred bills into his hand
marks. His face instantly blurred
unctuous servility, and he fussed
around us.
 - Would you like to call a taxi? Madam, you
“forgot your purse,” he turned to
Dawn.
 She smiled sweetly and slyly
squinting, she blurted out into his eyes:
 - Be so kind as to give me mine.
panties, they're under the table.
 I almost fell from surprise. A
the waiter, like a cat, scurried under the tablecloth and,
Staring his dog's eyes devotedly, he handed
The dawn of her panties, measuring her admiringly
glance. Soon we went outside. U
A crowd was waiting at the entrance of the bar. Seeing Zara,
the men began to applaud, some
someone kissed her hands helpfully
opened the car door for her. Women
looked at her with undisguised curiosity
in the eyes. I heard someone say, "What
for the charm! You don't need one night with someone like that
life!" From the spot I pulled the car to full speed
speed. We rushed into the deserted streets and
lanes. After 40-50 minutes we jumped out
onto the city highway and I stopped
car.
 -Are you crazy? - I asked her.
 - Where did you get the idea?
 - Do you see what you have done?
 - But this is success! Furor! About this
all of Germany will speak.
 - This is the whole tragedy. Are you really
Don’t you understand? I yelled.
 “I don’t understand,” she admitted sincerely.
she.
 - Ah!... Why talk to you?
 “Well, kitty, don’t be angry,” she coyly
arched her waist and opened herwonderful
legs, crossed them, placing one on
another.
 - Look, cat, otherwise I’ll take them now
I'll close it. Where are my panties? - scared
she exclaimed. - Ah! Here they are, and here I am
scared. She began to put them on herself.
 “Wait,” I stopped her, “I want
you.
 - Oh, you purr! Now I'm on you
I'll get settled. She asked me to sit lower
and perched herself astride my legs,
quickly inserting my penis into your vagina.
 - Now drive!
 - But I can’t drive a car like that.
I don't see anything.
 - Nonsense. I'll try to step aside
she leaned to the side so that I could
see the road.
 I started the engine and drove off. We went to
the side of the road to shake the car, and our
the unusual copulation began. She doesn't
moved her body. But the noticeable shocks of the car
forced our bodies and members all the time
rub against each other. She quickly came to
frantic frenzy and grabbed me
hands and twirled around on me like a snake. I
I let go of the steering wheel and, before I could
slow down, the car crashes into the roadside
bushes. The last push was riding
pleasure. She crawled off me with a groan.
satisfaction and disappeared a second later...
I was left alone in the middle of a field on the road, in
broken car, tired and angry. Neither in
bar or in the car I didn't get any
satisfaction. I went out onto the road and
looked around. Not far away, behind the rare trunks
birch grove, white farmer's house. I
decided to go there and ask for a car,
to get my Oppel out ofditches. But
at that moment two appeared on the road
milk tanks going into the city. One of
stopped them, a young cheerful guy
jumped out of the cabin.
 - Pull it out? - he shouted.
 - Do me a favor.
 “Now,” he brought a piece of cable,
hooked a loop onto the rear bumper of my car
and, having adjusted his own, made a second loop on
hook Without much difficulty his "Vega"
dragged my pathetic convertible onto the road.
I paid him a hundred marks and left. Mine
the car was badly dented. Right headlight
completely flew off the wing and lay on the ground.
The radiator was twisted by a crooked wave, from it
The water dripped little by little. I tried
start the engine, it worked perfectly.
Slowly I set off and drove off.
An hour later I was already in the city. Having found on
on the outskirts of a house where rooms are rented, I rented
small apartment on the second floor and
I left my crippled car in the yard.
 Chapter 8


 Flew around with lightning speed
the city news about the event in the bar and when I
arrived at the factory, colleagues in the office,
looking at me, they were whispering about something and
smiled mysteriously. He called me right away
father-in-law
 “Ram,” he said, looking gloomily at himself.
under your feet. He stood and asked me to sit down.
 - I don’t want to believe fables and rumors, but
After what I saw myself, I can’t
treat it indifferently. Scandal with
in your name is so great that all our
your acquaintances have already abandoned you and among
you are a stranger to us. After the girl's death you
the only person close to me and I, likecould, tried to preserve our family
connection, but you... you turned out to be monstrous
libertine,” his voice trembled, he
blushed with indignation - I decided that
It's best for us to part forever. You
you will receive your 50 thousand marks, with which
entered into the matter and, in addition, I also
I'll give you 75 thousand, you can leave
open from here and somewhere in the province
your enterprise. Don't write me letters
forget about me...
 He paused and wiped his
blind eyes.
 - What happened to you? I don't understand!
Well, in general, goodbye. Here's a check for 125
thousand marks. Go.
 He didn't shake my hand and called
secretary.
 “Mr. Krenke is leaving,” he said.
to the clerk who came in - let them take it from him
someone from the department.
 I followed the secretary out. Transfer
things took all day and only by seven o’clock
evening I returned home. Refurbished
The Oppel was already standing in the yard, covered
tarpaulin The hostess met me at the entrance:
 - I invited you without your permission
masters Your car is now complete
ok. I hope you would allow this?
 - Yes, fraulein, I am grateful to you.
How much does it cost?
 - All ten thousand marks.
 - Add it to my bill.
 - Fine. Will you have dinner with us?
 - No, thank you. Let them bring you coffee
to the room.
 - I'll make the arrangements.
 “Damn it,” I thought.
left alone in his room because
crazy girl I lost my job,
connections, acquaintances and only relativesman - father-in-law. Fate was cruel
with me. Now I have 125 thousand marks,
or rather, already 115 in cash and
emptiness in the future. What else will they bring me?
these extravagant women? Not yet
it's too late, we need to get rid of them, -
A brilliant idea struck me. I got it
cards from the suitcase and headed to the restroom,
to throw them down the toilet, but on the way
changed my mind.
 - Now it doesn’t matter, I’ve lost
connections with the outside world, so at least let them
add variety to my life. Still they are better
than street prostitutes.
 I put the cards in my pocket and returned.
back. I didn't want to do anything. And even
when the coffee arrived, I didn't touch it
eating - I lost my appetite.
 Suddenly the phone rang, I picked it up.
 - Who is this? - I heard a woman’s voice.
 -Who did you want?
 - Ram, is that you? - whispered a voice. I
recognized Marie.
 “Yes, I am,” I answered reluctantly. "What does she need
necessary?
 -You didn’t recognize me? It's me, Marie. to me
I need to talk to you.
 - About what?
 Marie paused in confusion. I heard
her excited voice.
 - I'll come to you now. Can you hear
me, Ram?
 - I hear. But there is no need to come. This
will damage your reputation. I am now
outcast.
 - For them, but not for me. I was looking
all day and finally found you. I will come.
 I was bored, but Marie was cute
woman. I agreed.
 15 minutes later she entered my
room. Without taking off his hat and silk
coat, she sat down in a chair by the door, barely
catching her breath, she blurted out:
 -Ram, I'll go with you. I'm tired of
all this life, these senile powerless
kisses, these vulgar advances, drinking and
orgies. I want to live like a person. I you
I love you for a long time and passionately. When did you get married
on Eliza, I wanted to kill her...
 “First of all, I’m not going anywhere,”
interrupting the cascade of her crazy confessions,
I answered, “and secondly, I don’t need
no women, and I don't love you.
 - God, what is he saying! - With horror
she exclaimed, jumping up from her chair,
Is this street girl really better than me?
But you haven’t yet felt what I have
body, you haven't seen my nakedness, you haven't
Can you imagine what kind of woman I am?
 Her eyes lit up with wild wickedness
shine. She is passionately impetuous
movement began to tear off her clothes.
 - Look, look, look how naked I am,
she screamed in a frenzy, “I never
did not undress naked in front of her
lovers.
 A minute later there were only
stockings and shoes. Naked sleek body
beauties, her beautiful full hands,
round, firm breasts, slender
waist and long graceful legs could not help but
evoke feelings of admiration in me. But not
more. I didn't want her. I don't even
felt the urge to touch her with my hand
breasts She felt this indifference to
myself and went completely crazy.
 - Well? Don't you want me? Or I
Haven't opened up enough yet? Well, here we go
look...
 With these words she threw herself on the sofa
and, turning her legs to the sides, turned
everyone to mewith your being, posing
eyes wet with lust. I sat down next to her
and, involuntarily contemplating the open to view
the beauty's charms, stroked her hand
stomach.
 - Well, what are you doing? Am I not good?..
What kind of woman do you want? I'll be like this
how you want to see me.
 She hugged me around the neck and, covering
kisses the face, whispered:
 - Ram, honey, take me, I’m burning from
crazy desire to connect with you,
absorb a piece of your mighty
bodies. Ram,” she screamed wildly and,
unbuttoned my pants and pulled out limply
crooked penis.
 - Ah-ah-ah!.. - Marie jumped up,
clutching his head.
 - My God! My God! - she whispered,
hastily dressing and without even looking at
me, jumped out of the room. I don't
I wanted her, but the feeling of male impotence
in front of such a fury it was painful and
offensive. The sun has set. Fast
It was getting dark. I turned on the light and sat down at the table.
 What happened shocked me so much that I
I began to feel burdened by life, it seemed to me
that life passes me by and I pass it by
I'm just observing. Unpleasant consciousness
the hopelessness of existence struck me with its
sharpness. I, almost without realizing what I was doing,
gave the Browning, aimed the trigger, shot at
head. Instead of a shot there is a loud click
stunned and sobered me. I'm surprised
looked at the revolver and approached me slowly
the calm that had passed
into apathy. I no longer wanted to shoot.
I wondered why it didn't happen
shot. He cocked the trigger and, pointingpistol
through the window and fired. I didn't hear any sound.
Browning released a dazzling tongue
flames and with a wild cry rose from
nearby tree is a flock of sleepy jackdaws. Via
the hostess came running in a minute.
 - What's happened?
 - Nothing, I was testing a new pistol.
Please forgive me for what I have done
anxiety.
 The lady smiled sweetly.
 - Oh, nothing, I thought thieves were breaking in.
Good night, Mr. Krenke.
 - Good night.
 The hostess left. Completely calmed down
I took a bath and threw it on my naked body
robe, sat down at the table to write a letter to Marie. I
I wanted to explain everything to her and tell her about
cards. But the letter didn’t stick, and I quit
pen. Bass in the living room on the first floor
struck 12 strokes. There's someone in the corner on the sofa
was busy. I turned on the big light. Naively
bulging his eyes at me with undisguised
fancifully dressed looked with interest
girl with funny intertwined
braids tied near the head
red ribbons. She was wearing blue
silk leggings and white to red
polka dot bra pulled tight
round, like balls, breasts. She was sitting
tucking your legs under you and resting your hands on your
back. We watched each other for a long time, silently
friend. I spoke first.
 - Well, hello, baby!
 - Hello.
 - What is your name?
 - Don't know.
 I approached her and immediately wanted
penetrate under the bra, she
she perked up and pushed me away with her hand,
said firmly:
 - Don't be naughty.
 - Well, what should we do then?
 Shegrinned.
 - You are all the same.
 - Who are you?
 - Men. Is it really not possible otherwise?
treat a woman?
 I paused.
 - How can it be otherwise?
 - At least be more polite. I'm not with you yet
more than 10 minutes.
 She got up from the sofa and, carefully
stepping on the floor on her toes, she walked to
table.
 - It seems to me that in a certain
age, men have a special attitude towards
women, and, warning my question,
continued in an edifying tone:
 - Types of years 18-19 refer to a woman with
with reverence, as for a deity, they
experience more delight to see her than
feel. They are always indecisive and
They expect something extraordinary from a woman...
Young people aged 20-28 are still enthusiastic
amorous and strive for as much as possible
feel and see. They are already more
cheeky, but also extravagant and funny...
Men 28-35 years old are passion itself. They
forget to look at the one they live with, and
revel in the mere sensation of her. They extinguish
light before going to bed, because
that they themselves are ashamed of their unrestrained
impulses of passion; who do them sometimes
disgustingly vulgar. Aged 35 to 42
years, a man's reason already dominates
flesh. They choose for a long time and carefully
the object of their love and worship him as
as if they live not by vision, but by feeling,
creating such refined forms of their
intercourse with a woman, which is sometimes crazy
charms young and inexperienced girls, and
does not allow himself anything rude and
obscene towards a woman. Inthey all have polish and politeness worthy
imitation. From 48 years old man, feeling
your physical weakness, becomes even more
more stingy with carnal intimacy and
compensates for this as best he can by flirting and
courting a woman, not too strictly
choosing age and appearance... These people
always gallant and sweet. They're almost
harmless. And only sometimes a stormy flash
passion plunges them into a whirlpool
desires and sensations from which they
fall out even more weak and
aged. After 60 years man
turns into a sucker.
 She laughed and fell silent.
 - How do you know this?
 - People talk, and I check... To you
25-26 years old. Isn't it true?
 - You are not mistaken, I am at the turn of these
two ages.
 - You need to be more careful, -
she said, slyly narrowing her eyes, “you
cheeky and extravagant.
 - Nonsense.
 - If it's nonsense, try to behave,
like a youth. Don't touch me eh
on the contrary, portray sincere servility and
admiration for me. You can't...
 - I don’t protest, - embarrassed
I muttered, confused by her
profound insight. - OK then. I won't play naive
admiration for your beauty, but I don't
I'll touch you if you think so
impolite and tactless.
 - I didn’t say that, - quickly
she answered, “if all men were
so timid and indecisive, like youths,
women would have to live with dogs. But
every woman who respects even a little
myself, I want to be withas a man
man to man before giving in
at the mercy of animal passions and
pleasures when the mind is already asleep, and
the flesh triumphs undividedly.
 - You are great!
 - This delight is a relic of your
youth. It suits you!
 - God, what would you like from me?
 - No more than what you want from me.
Be yourself, no need for childish
compliments.
 - You are strange.
 - No. Ordinary. Just up to now
time have you come across women who are not
respected the person in themselves. So tell me what,
for example, do you like best in
to a woman?
 - In what sense?
 - In all respects. I mean her
appearance, its internal content as
person.
 - Believe me, I cannot answer this
question. In my opinion, every woman
attracts a man's attention in different ways.
One - with her mind, the other - cheerful
character, the third - by its beauty, -
the fourth - with the body and so on.
 - I don't argue with that. So women
act as men perceive it,
who will not pay attention to the mind, but
will be captivated by her figure. Another will be conquered
eyes and delicate facial features and he will not pay
attention to flat chest and lack of
waist... Well, what do you value most?
in a woman? Intelligence, beauty of legs, waist, chest -
what?
 - What I value most in a woman is
simplicity.
 - To say that means nothing.
say. Simplicity comes in different forms: modest,
naive, artificial, depraved. to you
anyway?
 - You've already confused me. I'm already on my ownconfused.
 - Well, let's not talk about it.
 She came up to me and stood next to me
sofa Looking at her, I noticed how
silk bristles with hairs on her pubis,
how the curves of her belly play with light and
hips
 - You want to grab me and
tear to pieces? - she asked, guessing my
thoughts - but this spoils all the charm
relationships between men and women. After all
if a woman came to give herself to a man, then
she wants first of all to get the maximum
pleasure in this. And only to the best of your ability
abilities leads the matter to this. A
a man, breaking all her plans and dreams in
an animal impulse of passion grabs her like
thing and, ugly crucifying, takes possession of it
flesh madly, frantically,
insensitive. For many women this
an insult and not entirely pleasant. Women
They know how to beautifully surrender themselves. What if
men knew how to wait for it themselves, they
would get a thousand times more
pleasure.
 Bom-bom-bom - the clock struck
living room She didn't notice it
attention.
 - I want you too! And I will give myself to you
the way I want! - she said after
a minute's silence. Nellie - that's how she behaves
called, untied the ribbons in her pigtails and
let her hair down. Her face became
stricter and even more attractive. Then she
I unclasped my bra and took it off completely.
Full, round, like balls, breasts barely
hung down. I jumped up from the couch
intending to rush towards her.
 - Sit! - she ordered imperiously,
covering his chest with his hands.
 Then she took offleggings and neatly
putting it all on a chair, she came up to me. I
I was afraid to touch her and waited silently,
what will happen next. Nellie sat down next to me
knees and, lifting my chin
face, began to kiss me on the lips. I
responded to affection with affection, more and more
flaring up. She suddenly jumped off my feet
and ran up to the bed:
 - Take off your clothes!
 I quickly threw off my robe and, remaining
naked, rushed to her. We are long and tender
caressed each other, gradually approaching
to the most important thing. Finally she lay down on
back, and, with his hands, grabbed his legs under
knees, pressed them to her body.
 - Ram, I'm waiting!
 She didn't have to wait long. I'm quick
climbed on her and plunged his penis into
open vagina. Excited by the game and
caresses, we quickly finished. Nellie right away
jumped up, knocking me onto the bed, and
she began to wipe my hand with pleasure
a hard-standing member. I put my hand in
between her legs and felt it with pleasure
thick hot mucus, covering my entire
palm.
 “That’s all,” she said,
laying down next to me - now and
There's nothing to say. At least after
it's in the feelings and my mind sleeps like
baby.
 She turned to me and pattered
finished:
 - Ram, I'll leave now. We never
We'll meet, remember what I told you. On
there are millions of women in the world, and they are all different,
but the principle of their attitude towards men is
funny is simple and monotonous. And if you
do you want to find something in a womannew and
interesting, then look for it in her humanity,
and not in the flesh. Kiss me!
 We joined our lips in long
passionate kiss. In a few seconds
she disappeared. And for a long time I sat at
table, looking with regret at her card
and remembering her not as a woman, but as
person.
 “Friends,” said Ram, “it’s just
six hours, maybe we can continue without
break?
 We agreed.
 Chapter 9


 The next morning I received
letter. It was from Marie. She vilified
and told me in the worst words,
that he is going on holiday to Monte Carlo. This
the letter had a depressing effect on me. I
again I felt detached from
of this world. I felt sorry for myself to the point of tears. Sleep
I couldn't take it anymore. After getting dressed I went
have breakfast in the living room. There, among
strangers to me, I felt
better and, having calmed down a little, decided
go for a walk. My car was
the engine is really fine
worked great. A new wing was installed, and
the car looked decent. All day I
drove around the outskirts of the city. Dined at
a small roadside tavern and
returned home at eleven o'clock at night.
The hostess said that they brought mine this afternoon.
things and that she ordered them to be moved
to my room.
 I thanked her and went to my room.
The father-in-law was not stingy. He gave me no
only my things, but also all my furnishings
rooms with soft armchairs and
library. It took me a long time to sort everything out
brought bye,finally didn't hear the fight
hours in the living room. From the next room
I got a pretty slender girl,
wearing a wide bra with sleeves made of
white silk and with blue polka dots on
breasts Skinny panties with frills, barely
covering the lower abdomen. She had
blond, curly hair, long
fluffy eyelashes that darken the color of the eyes.
The wide open shoulders were striking in their
fresh white, thin waist and long
beautiful legs - with their grace. She
came up to me and simply asked:
 - Can I help you?
 - What are you saying, I’m doing it myself!
 As if enchanted, I looked at
the bulge of her pubis under her panties. She doesn't
I was embarrassed, but smiled knowingly and
went to the table. I quickly transferred
the remaining things on the bed and sat down opposite
her.
 - What are we going to do? - she asked,
looking around the room.
 - Whatever you want.
 She smiled mysteriously.
 - But you live here alone?
 - Yes. This is bad?
 “Not bad, but boring,” she answered,
straightening the tablecloth.
 - Why is it boring?
 - I love noise, crowds. I'm an artist
and I need viewers.
 - I will be a spectator and can replace
a large audience with his delight.
 She laughed.
 - No, that's not it.
 - Are you singing or dancing?
 - Neither one nor the other. I -
plastic acrobat. - She got up from her chair and
easily, like rubber, bent backwards,
picking up from the floor with his hand what had fallen from the table
cufflink I was amazed at the flexibility of her body.
 - Did you see?..
 - This is incredible.
 - Quite likely. Well it will be sopublic?
 - Where can I get it?
 - Somewhere. Let's go to town and
I will perform in some theater.
 I remembered the incident with Zara and
protested strongly. She is indignant
snorted and, frowning, fell silent. I don't
knew how to get out of the situation. Maybe
go to a nightclub? There's no one there for me
knows.
 - Fine. We'll go to the night now
club, but on one condition that you don't
you can't show with a single glance that you know
me.
 - Oh, great! I'll do it like
couldn't be better.
 “We can’t go back together.” you
take a taxi.
 - Fine.
 - But what will you wear? So let's go
it is impossible.
 She thought for a moment and then asked:
 - Don’t you have any piece?
matter? Something light.
 - Eat. - I pulled a roll out of the closet
silk prepared for shirts. She
I quickly made myself something like
evening dress, pinned in two places
with my tie pins.
 - Well, now I’m ready. Let's go
 After 20 minutes, we are one by one,
observing complete secrecy, we entered
basement of a nightclub. She
went to the manager's office, and I took
the table is right next to the stage. She was sitting opposite me
drunk woman with pretty cute features
face and with a low-cut dress, from
of which her flabby little ones were visible
breasts She looked at me bleary
eyes and licked thickly with her tongue
painted lips. It was very disgusting.
I turned away from her and began to look at
stage. To the wild howlsjazz in
in the blinding rays of the spotlights there
wriggled in voluptuous poses
small skinny woman with big
brown mole near the navel. It was on
black mesh bra and short skirt
in the form of a silvery fringe, barely
covering dark growths on the pubis. B
in the hall they were chatting, making noise, walking around. It seemed
no one paid attention to the woman, but
when she finished her speech, her
rewarded with loud, long applause.
But then a gentleman in a tailcoat appeared on stage,
raised his hand. In the hall it was established
relative silence.
 - Gentlemen! I present to your attention
original number of charming Mimi
Salet. Acrobatic sketch.
 He whispered something to the orchestra members and they
they started playing the blues. Mine came on stage
card woman, she was dressed like on
picture. There was deathly silence in the hall.
From her first movements, Mimi captivated
spectators. Smoothly and gracefully she performed
mind-boggling numbers, amazing the audience
its flexibility and beauty of execution. To her
it didn’t cost anything to face the audience,
bending his waist so that his head was
between the legs. Then she stuck her hands in too.
Looking into the hall, smiling casually, she
began to stroke her legs, which were
seemed separate from the body and stood on their own
yourself. When she finished her
performance, the hall was shaken by such a storm
ovation and whistle that a policeman on guard
decided it was a fight and came running with
with a naked gun. Seeing on stage
beauty, he slippedpistol in the belt and himself
began to applaud, asking
those around her, what she did. Mimi again
performed her dance and, finally, tired and
Satisfied, she ran off the stage. I went out to
street. A few minutes later she came out
doors of the club in a dense ring of men all
ages. They didn't let her leave and
pulled her back. The manager ran out:
 - Madame Salet, here is your money!
 - Give them to these people as a sign
my gratitude for your attention.
Let them...
 A wild roar covered her last words.
One of the guys grabbed her in his arms and wanted
carry back to the hall. I realized that she
they couldn’t escape and, getting into the car, directed it
right into a crowd of people.
 Everyone scattered. Mimi
remained alone on the pavement. Having opened the door,
I quickly pulled her into the car and gave it full
gas We were followed by taxi for a long time
unknown suitors, but, obviously, they have
There wasn't enough money and they fell behind.
 We only returned at five o'clock
home. Mimi beamed with delight. Having passed into
room, she threw off
an improvised dress and, hugging me,
began to kiss, gratefully whispering affectionate
words.
 - Mimi, there is only one hour left.
 - Isn’t this enough?.. Oh! You don't know
me,” she said with a lightning movement
She took off her bra and panties. Her
his tightly built body trembled with muscles.
Small sharp breasts looked like two
pyramids with brown solids
tips. Mimi spread her legs wide
to the sides andbending forward, she stuck it through
head under yourself, holding your thighs with your hands.
 - Well, Ram, why are you standing there? I'm waiting for you!
 As I walk, throwing off my clothes, I
rushed to her and first kissed her for a long time
lips, eyes, buttocks, legs and finally to
to her great pleasure, vaginal lips,
glistening with sweat and mucus. Taking her by the
hips, I stuck my dick into her, and
the consciousness that she is tense
watches every movement from below
it, added to the already fabulous
pleasure. A minute later I came and
saw Mimi squinting, closing her eyes from
sperm dripping onto her, pouring out of
relaxed vagina. I raised her to
hands and began to kiss.
 “Let me go,” quietly but powerfully
she said after a minute.
 I pulled her to her feet.
 - Now sit on the bed.
 I did this too without complaint.
 “Now look at me,” and she began
move your body, bending it in different ways
hand, arousing a new desire in me.
 Less than 15 minutes later I was ready
again. She ran up to me and grabbed my
member with her hand, pulled off the skin from it
heads.
 - Where is the Vaseline?
 - At the mirror.
 Mimi quickly, like a cat, rushed towards
dressing table and brought a box of fragrant
Vaseline, put it on her finger and began
thoroughly lubricate the head and the penis itself. I
I watched her, not understanding anything. Then
she threw the box under the bed and,
ran to the sofa, lay down on her back, laying
in the thigh, legs behind your shoulders. Thus
shenow it was a stump, in
in which two holes stood out most clearly
scarlet lips of the vagina and brown elastic
anus ring.
 “There,” she pointed her finger at
bottom hole.
 It took my breath away. I approached her
trembling with excitement, and put his head
member to the hole of her ass. Then he grabbed
her hips with his hands and forcefully moved everyone
body forward. Without much difficulty my
dick slipped into her hot intestine, she
began to tickle the clitoris with her finger, looking at
my hips.
 - Move harder and wider, -
she taught me, so that his head
came out completely, then tickled the uterus through
gut.
 Our movements became more and more sharp and
sharper, she almost completely broke
in two and tried to look between myself
legs Her finger rubbed her lips and clitoris with force,
increasing her pleasure. We're done
at the same time and with such force that I almost
did not tear it in half, unclenching his buttocks.
After a fifteen minute rest she
got dressed and went into the next room. While I
straightened the carpet on the sofa and washed it
sperm stains, it disappeared. That's what it was like
girl eight of hearts, Mimi.
 He showed us a map with her
image.
 - Yes, good! - said with delight
Dick. - I already fell in love with her.
 Ram laughed.
 - Don't joke, Dick. Because of her, not alone
took his own life after her performance in
club And she didn’t bring me happiness either, -
he finished with a heavy sigh.
 - It’s already 10 o’clock. Isn't it time yet?
 - No, weLet's go at one o'clock.
 - Then let's have dinner.
 Chapter 10


 “There are women in the world,” said Ram,
when we finished dinner - which
are terribly in love with themselves and have no
there is room for no one else. Such
women are arrogant and cold. to his
they have a contemptuous attitude towards a man
They can drive anyone crazy. But it's worth it
just to prove to her that she is a nonentity,
she turns into a pathetic animal
slavishly bowing before you and those
who debunked her in his own eyes.
Such was Ruth - a temperamental girl with
powerful body and large, slightly saggy
breasts from the seven of hearts card. She
appeared to me the next night when I
was sorting through his papers that had accumulated over the past
several years of my business correspondence.
Much was no longer needed, and I was right there
threw it into the fireplace, which, despite
the height of summer, specially lit. I don't
noticed when she appeared, and she,
busy with herself, nothing attracted my attention
attention. When I finished my job and
I was about to make the bed, my gaze fell
at the clock, and I was surprised: it was already a quarter
second.
 - Where is the next woman? -
a thought flashed through my mind. I looked around. On
sofa, in a graceful pose, with his hands behind
head, lying sweet, fair-haired
beauty and, looking intently at
ceiling, moving her lips. White knitted
a sweater that barely reached the waist and was narrow
black panties made up her entire outfit. I
approached her. With a disdainful glance,
shepouted.
 “Hello,” I said, not knowing,
why start a conversation with this shrew, on
in my opinion, a beauty.
 “Hello,” she answered and coyly
shrugged her shoulders. I sat down next to her
chair
 - What is your name?
 - Ruth.
 -Are you not an artist?
 - Here's another one. Why do I need this? -
she answered dismissively and, throwing
foot by foot, began to sway from
side to side.
 - I am free from any business and
whims,” she said proudly. - I love
silence and privacy.
 “And myself,” I added for her. She's with
in surprise she threw her tenderly at me
blue eyes.
 “I know my worth well enough,” proudly
she answered, raising her head.
 - Aren’t you too expensive?
appreciated, - I asked, unable to restrain
smile. She looked at me contemptuously and
didn't answer anything.
 - Don't want to talk to me?
 - I don’t want to talk about this topic.
 - Let's talk about something
friend. Well, for example, about your life.
Tell us about yourself.
 - I have nothing to tell, I’m all here.
This is how I was created.
 -Who created it?
 - People.
 - All?
 - Why everything? One, of course. Artist.
 -And you haven’t seen anything in your life and haven’t
did you hear?
 “What kind of question,” she said indignantly.
rising from the sofa, “you are unpleasant to me.”
 - Sorry for being annoying. One more
question.
 - Well.
 - Will you leave or stay?
 She looked at me in confusion.
 - Why should I leave?
 - At least because it's mine
apartment, and you are also unpleasant to me. Not for meor leave.
 She bit her lip and felt a hint of embarrassment
ran across her face.
 -You don't like me? - scared
she asked, looking into my eyes.
 I didn't want to answer her and offend her
her, but I decided to give the smug girl
lesson.
 “I don’t like you at all,” firmly
I said and turned away from her, then went
make your own bed.
 “But what about...” she said in confusion.
she, - after all, everyone said, everyone admired
me. How... You're lying, - suddenly evil
she said. Her face took on again
arrogant expression and she sarcastically
smiled.
 - Why would I lie? - calmly
I answered, continuing to make the bed, -
Perhaps everyone else was lying, and you believed them.
And now that you have been told the truth, you
accused a person of lying. It doesn't
honor to you.
 - Did they lie? - whispered in surprise
she. - everyone lied... But aren’t I beautiful?
she ran to the mirror.
 - I have beautiful legs and slim
waist. I have a straight nose and beautiful lips,
I have high breasts and wide hips. Than
Am I not beautiful? - already calm and even with
She finished with a smile of disbelief towards me.
 - How? And so, I answered, that your
beauty is banal and everyday, what is not in you
nothing that could attract the eye and
the attention of a man that distinguishes you from thousands
other beauties. Because your waist is not
as perfect as you think she is
more than one fold of fat was disfigured.
 - I have no fat! - with tears
she exclaimed, “Where is the fat, where?” Show me!
 I'm withit was hard to find something
similar to a fold to confirm your
words.
 - And the legs are not a masterpiece. They are fat and
unrelief. And the breasts that you are so
be proud, nothing less than two
ugly ledge, - I went wild. - Nose
your eyes are flattened like a Chinese's
watery and the eyelashes are sparse, like
spilled brush...
 - Shut up... - Ruth squealed,
throwing himself onto the sofa. Her shoulders shook
uncontrollable sobs. I didn't bother her
calm down and lay down on the bed. girl
I sobbed for a long time and finally
Having calmed down, she asked:
 - What should I do now?
 - Nothing.
 - But men won’t love me.
I'm a woman.
 - This doesn't mean anything. You don't
the only one. She whimpered again. I
pretended to be asleep.
 “Well, don’t let them like you,” she said and
went to the mirror again.
 “Nose like a Chinese,” she whispered
she - her legs are thick, her breasts are fat. She
rushed to me and stood in front of the bed
on her knees, whispered, breathing hotly into me
face:
 - Darling, what should I do now?
do? I want to be loved and to
you loved me. I looked at her
tear-stained face from under the eyelashes. All
her arrogance fled. She looked pathetic
and humiliated.
 - Get into my bed, - sternly
I said.
 - What, dressed straight?
 - Undress.
 She hastily took off her sweater,
dropped her panties. I could hardly hide
the ecstatic thrill that gripped me at
the sight of her naked body. She certainly was
gorgeous. And her curvybig breasts with
pinkish-brown nipples could reduce
make anyone crazy. She snuck under me
blanket and, faithfully looking into my eyes,
pressed her whole body against my side.
 -Can I kiss you? - asked
she.
 I nodded my head. Ruth with the greatest
art and passion clung to my
lips. I hugged her, feeling how elastic
The constricted breasts squeezed under me. I already
without any talk or retreat
began to caress her, feeling her velvet
the delicate skin of her belly and thighs. Ruth melted into
sweet languor, resignedly surrendering
to my hands. Having encountered such sincerity, I
inflamed with the desire to receive from her
something unusual, therefore,
Jumping out from under the blanket, he stuck his penis towards
her face. She looked at him in bewilderment.
me, not understanding what I want.
 - Take it into your mouth.
 She smiled shyly.
 - Take it, don't be afraid.
 She carefully took it with two fingers
my penis, opened her lips slightly, put it
him to them. At first timidly, and then everything
more casually she sucked him,
smacking his lips and sighing. I leaned a little
back and reached her crotch with his hand.
Having opened the lips of her genital slit with my fingers, I
put the edge of his palm there and began to slowly and
gently rub her hot wet lust,
feeling her convulsive shudders
strong beautiful body. But here's the sweetness
became unbearable, consciousness became clouded
lust. Moving your dick in her lips,
like in a vagina, I felt elastictongue resistance. Ruth closed her eyes and
She breathed noisily through her nose, wriggling her whole body.
Suddenly a fiery arrow of wild pleasure
pierced my body, and from my penis into her mouth
Streams of sperm hit with a powerful jet. Ruth
choked and coughed. Exhausted
I collapsed on the bed, still rubbing
finger her clitoris. She growled and spun
from pleasure, smearing thick
streams of my flesh. She came in minutes
five and, bending over me, asked:
 - Did you like it?
 - Very.
 Grabbing her head in my hands, I
covered the dirty one with grateful kisses
little face. A few more minutes after that
I eagerly caressed her body with my hands,
enjoying feeling all the bulges and
depressions. When I felt again
the birth of a strong burning desire, she
suddenly disappeared, leaving behind only
the gentle smell of perfume and a rumpled pillow.
 “That’s all for today,” he said.
yawning - come early tomorrow.
 We said goodbye to him and went to
ship. There we were struck by unpleasant
news - tomorrow we are leaving for the sea.
 Chapter 11


 What to do? We've lost our ability
hear to the end the story that interested us so much
history. Dick said we should go to
captain and offer to take him on board the ship
the worker placed on the winch. Now
Performed all duties of this position
one of the stokers, for which he was paid
a few dollars. Even though
it was already late, we went to
to the captain. He hasn't yetslept and met us with
anxious curiosity, suggesting
some kind of misfortune. After listening to our
proposal for a worker, he laughed.
 - My God, you are obviously both not in
in your mind.
 Captain Brad was my old friend
at the Maritime College in Los Angeles and
treated me well.
 - Something you guys said to me
are you hiding? - He said, squinting slyly
he, - I won’t believe that you are so simple, nor
for no apparent reason, we were fired up with desire
in the middle of the night to man the ship's crew,
and even take on board an unfamiliar German.
 Dick and I looked at each other.
Indeed, it turned out funny, it is necessary
it was time to explain. Dick used his
ingenuity. I don't even remember everything
what he said to Brad, but he didn’t even
after going into details, he agreed to take
Rema on one flight to Port Said. From there we
let's go to the states and take with us
foreign national is prohibited. We were
satisfied with this too. In 30 minutes we
We were back at the hotel. Ram was sleeping, his
woke him up and he couldn't understand anything, but
when I finally understood, it was only that
he will come with us. Ram has been through so much
nightmare minutes that made him feel
bad. He turned pale, falling back
chair, lost consciousness. Dick poured it into him
a few sips of cognac in the mouth and Ram
came to his senses. We helped him collect it
poor belongings. Our new friend
dressed in Dick's suit, shaved and
now looked like a young, tall guy with
beautiful, slightly thin face andstrong-willed
features. Back on the ship to the clock
four in the morning, and at 6 o'clock "Elena" left
Amsterdam and headed to the shores of England.
That same day in the evening the three of us gathered at
my cabin and Ram continued his story.
 - I lay in bed until noon.
I woke up a long time ago, but I can’t sleep anymore
I wanted to. A lazy slumber held my
members, and I couldn’t, I couldn’t
shake off the blissful torpor.
Sunbeams reflected by water
pool, whimsically wriggled on
ceiling, amusing me like a child. Via
an open window with a light breeze
the midday sultry wind was blowing
the mysterious rustle of leaves and the trill of the goldfinch
as if accompanied by hoarse singing
old tree. The cleaning lady came. I got up with
bed. There was absolutely nothing to do. I
wandered helplessly around the room aimlessly,
stupid from boredom. After lunch I went to
city. I sat for an hour in the cool cellar
old man over a mug of black beer and only
after the midday heat began
to subside, went to the park to
hang around among the same idly
staggering like me. For some reason after
how these women appeared, days for me
became painful. I didn't know what to do
what to do with yourself. My thoughts, like myself,
were lethargic and half asleep. Was in my head
an emptiness that I felt almost physically.
To at least a little dispel what oppresses me
melancholy, I began to go into all the places I came across
me cafes and bars, swallowing a glasscognac or rum. By evening I was so
drunk to continue further
the journey was dangerous. I returned home.
It was ten o'clock in the evening. Until midnight
there were no more than two and a half left
hours. To somehow pass the time,
I started playing solitaire. And all the time
he didn't come out for the six of hearts. She
as if she was laughing at me. Her childhood
The face drove me crazy. Either from
because I was drunk or something else
reason, but failure with solitaire made me so
enraged that I was in a fit of violent passion
tore the six of hearts card into small ones
pieces and scattered them on the floor. Several
Having calmed down, I replaced the ill-fated six
one of the jokers and solitaire came out immediately.
But I felt sorry for the torn card.
Crawling on all fours under the table, I
collected all the pieces. Having collected them, he placed them on
table. At the same second in place of the pile
pieces of paper, as if by the magic of a caster,
a completely complete map appeared, which
fell to the floor with a slight clang. And before
I grew up slender, blonde
beauty in black velvet evening dress
dress trimmed at the bottom and chest
light satin, embroidered on the lower sides
thighs with beautiful roses. Her clothes
seemed to be part of her being,
radiated the seduction of luxurious beauty. I
felt under soft fabric
the undulation of her body. Wonderfully curved
the fold under her arm seemed to be her smile
shoulder She looked at me with sweetness
with a grin. Pink andbarely wet lips
visibly shuddered. I stayed for a long time
oblivious, in a daze, lulled
the beat of your heart. Beauty surrounded her
filling me with something sweet
feeling of warmth. My heart melted like a peach
in the mouth. She suddenly smiled sweetly,
an ingenuous smile, revealing a row of even,
dazzlingly white teeth and handed me hers
hand covered up to the elbow in lilac
glove.
 - Hello, - somehow slowly
she said in her pleasant chest
voice. - Did I scare you?
 “No, no,” I whispered, unable to
shake off your drunken stupor. Not
waiting for the invitation, she sat down in a chair,
crossing your legs. She was nice and
graceful, all her movements are refined and
unsophisticated. As if enchanted, silently
I looked at her, reveling in this cute
vision. The shine of her large, very black
the eye stirred my soul, my heart was powerless
froze. My whole body was shaking from
impatience, desire, joy. How nice
was to look at her. She looked like
porcelain figurine, in which each
detail polished by craftsmanship
artist, delights with his refined
beauty and perfection. in her hair
three simple flowers were pinned, they
gave me a feeling of childish tenderness.
She had some kind of unearthly fragility and
tenderness, it seemed her body was glowing
untouched tenderness and purity. I
confused, not knowing what to do, about what
talk. And she looked at me with
sadintoxicated, her pupils dilated
and radiated power that pierced my heart.
I was thrilled with stupefying voluptuousness.
It seemed that she was no less than me
reveling in the silence of the meeting. She's all
trembled under my gaze.
From time to time her knees and thighs
twitched convulsively. Absolutely
unconsciously I sat down next to her and hugged her
bare warm shoulders. She quickly jumped up
hands on my neck, and we froze in silence
hug, enjoying the closeness of the bodies.
The warmth of her thighs fired me up. From toe to
head I felt in power
voluptuousness. Our lips themselves
met in a hot, burning kiss.
Like a cloud, we were enveloped in her delicate aroma
perfume mixed with body odor.
Silky curls tickled my cheeks. I
melted in the voluptuous delight of love
intoxication. Taking my eyes off her lips, I began
play with the gold of her hair. I took them out
He opened all the hairpins and flowers and began to
dig into them with your ten fingers,
feeling how they shimmer, tickling
hand. She sat silent
concentrated, immersed in her thoughts.
I didn’t want to talk about anything, it seemed
that the slightest sound can ruin it
quiet fairytale charm. On the neck under
I felt a small button with my hair,
who was holding her cleavage. I passed her by
unbuttoned. Dress under the weight of the chest
sank. She glanced sideways at me
tilting his head to the side. Her eyes sparkled and
inflamed me, it seemed that my heart
minestops and I die joyfully.
With a slight movement of her body she freed herself from
dress, it slid down her hips, revealing
to my gaze a pure white breast. Then she
the dress stood up impulsively, rustling softly,
fell to the floor. How dazzling
a flash of magnesium flashed into my eyes
the marble whiteness of her body, and only
small triangle of rare chestnuts
pubic hair stood out in contrast
snowy white background. Shiny lilac
sandals on slender amazing legs
harmoniously complemented it already
wonderful beauty and grace. Not a word
speaking, she sat on my lap,
she offered her lips for a kiss. I became her
kiss, reverently feeling the velvet with your hands
body. Innocently, like a dreamy child,
she was sitting on my lap. I took it off her
hands gloves to further expose and
began to kiss shoulders, palms and each
finger with small pointed
nails shining like rubies. She
smiled, absorbing my caresses like a sponge
water. Her thin fingers are light and agile
bending in my hand. It's unsophisticated
the movement of her body in mine inflamed my
passion, plunging into voluptuous languor
almost carnal pleasure. One of her hands
slid down and, easily coping with
buttons of pants, penetrated into panties,
taking possession of the already tense member. She became
gently and skillfully shake it, caress it
head with your fingers, move the skin then
back and forth, delivering to me
inexpressible pleasure.Then she
unbuttoned my shirt and began
frantically kiss the chest, slowly
pinching my nipples. Each of its own unearthly
With her caress she almost made me unconscious.
A sweet woman looked at me sadly
intoxicated and in her eyes from time to time
Perky sparks flashed. I got up
picked her up in his arms and held her carefully
in front of him, brought her onto the bed.
Relaxingly swinging your knees to the sides,
she calmly watched me while I
undressed. Taking your time to go to bed
bed, I examined her naked body again.
To see better, I moved closer to
beds. She didn't hide anything from me
gaze and, following my eyes, accepted
such poses that best allowed
consider what you want. Her belly colors
ivory with a depressed navel,
soft and quivering, like a pillow from
delicate satin, was divinely charming,
I wanted to lay my head on it, close it
eyes and forget everything earthly in the sweet
dream Drops of sweat moisturized the skin and gave
it feels fresh and sticky. Feeling her with his eyes
to painted toenails, I
looked at her face again. It was burning.
A bright blush filled her cheeks. Eyes
sparkled, his mouth opened slightly. A second and I
was near her. Grasping the thin, flexible
waist with my hand, I pressed her soft belly to
to yourself. My tense penis rested its head
in the pubic hair, my second hand
slipped between her legs. Finger groped
plump hot vagina lips and plunged
innarrow sticky hole. She made a quiet
a sweet moan of joy and moved her hips.
 -Are you feeling good? - I whispered.
 - Be silent... Not a word... Ah!
 I began to kiss her breasts and cleavage
between them. She stroked mine with her hands
back and hips. Gradually I climbed onto
her. Limply spreading his legs and closing
eyes, she froze in anticipation. My dick
I ran into it and all I needed was one movement,
for him to go inside. With great difficulty,
as if through dozens of rubber rings, my
the penis began to slowly thrust into the vagina,
causing convulsive twitching throughout her
bodies. Finally he hit something solid
and hot, tickling the head. girl
put both her hands on my buttocks and
pulled me close so that I wouldn't move
body. I understood her. Without taking it out for a minute
cock out of her, I began to move it in a circle
hips and his head became tender and
noticeably rub against the elastic bottom of the vagina.
Her eyelids fluttered and she opened her eyes,
glowing with childish joy and tenderness.
 - How good! - she sighed.
 - Move slower.
 She began to help me, in waves
bending. An hour passed and we were still drinking and
drank drop by drop the uncontrollably growing
pleasure. I pressed the head of my penis into
the depth of her vagina and from touching
she shuddered nervously at something hard and,
closing her eyes, she moaned protractedly. Among
general increasing sweetness of cramps
the climax came suddenly. And me and her
cum at the same time. For a few minutes welay silent and motionless on the bed,
enjoying the bliss of powerlessness.
 -Are you satisfied? - she asked quietly.
 - Very pleased. And you?
 She laughed and turned to me,
kissed me on the lips. Then she jumped off
bed and, gracefully moving his hips,
walked around the room, glancing sideways at
yourself in the mirror.
 - What is your name?
 - Ether.
 She went back to the bed and stroked
with a thin graceful hand my chest and stomach,
sat down on the edge.
 - You were probably surprised by my
silence? - she said dreamily
looking somewhere into the distance - this is me before
how a man becomes close to me. I
I'm afraid he's somehow careless
with a word he will frighten off my desire to surrender to him.
I'm ashamed of my desire and ashamed
undress.
 -Have you had many men?
 - No, not much. Five, you're sixth. And
you are all completely different. Every next
seems better than the previous one.
 - Tell me about them.
 - Is this interesting?
 - Certainly.
 She looked down embarrassedly.
 - I'm ashamed to tell. Yes, I can’t.
 - Well, as you can. Tell me, there's nothing
be ashamed.
 Efira looked at me sweetly
glance and whispered:
 - I can only tell you then
when you're with me. I was already ready and
moved to make room for her next to
yourself.
 “Not here,” she said, “get up with
bed and sit on a chair. I completed it
request. Efira sat astride my legs,
facing me and inserted my penis.
 - Now you sit very still, and I
I willtell.
 I put my hands on her hips and
froze.
 - You probably know the artist,
who drew us? He was my first
a man... Efira moved her body and away
swallowed convulsively of acute pleasure
air.
 - He is handsome, stately and not yet old. I
Before I knew it, he ran into
me, tore off my dress and with a wild
with a growl he threw him straight to the floor. I
felt a sharp pain that pierced everything
my body and lost consciousness. I woke up
a few minutes later everything was there, on the floor.
The artist disappeared. It was dark and quiet. In
I felt something all over my body
brokenness. My legs couldn't support me. I sat down
on the stool. My stomach hurt a little and something
sticky and unpleasant got in the way between my legs. I
I saw blood. I was scared. It seemed to me
that he cut me. I stuck the cotton wool in
bloody cut and finger. He went deep
and didn't reach the bottom. “God,” I thought
- "What should I do now?" When I
I took my finger out of the hole and felt
unpleasant burning sensation. It was so
unexpected and interesting that I slipped it again
finger inside and did this several times,
until the ever-increasing pleasure
plunged me into crazy ecstasy.
Streams of thick mucus gushed out and washed away the blood.
I saw a clean small hole,
which didn't look like a cut, and
calmed down. A minute later I fell asleep. Ether
she jerked her hips again. I looked at my watch.
It was 5 hours 45 minutes.
 - ABOUT! It's already over!
 Wrapping his arms around the girlwaist, I
began to move it from side to side.
After a few seconds, he let out a scream
joy, she came, pouring out on me
liquid. I finished with her too. Efira wiped it off
her crotch with a clean handkerchief and put it on
dress. I gave her gloves and flowers,
which he took out of her hair. While she
I was combing my hair, the last minutes passed. We
Before they had time to say goodbye, she disappeared.
 “Friends, it’s time to sleep,” Ram finished.
and, having said goodbye, went to his cabin.
 Dick and I sat alone for a long time,
silently, each digesting in his own way
heard story.
 Chapter 12


 Ram was waiting impatiently for us and, noticing,
ran out to meet him. He looked fresh and
rejuvenated. The new hairstyle gave it
a handsome face has an aristocratic look.
Now he looked a little like that
the drunken sailor with whom I
met a few days ago in
bar. We drank a glass of whiskey and Ram
continued his amazing story.
 - Each of the 53 women I feel so good
I remember that as soon as I close my eyes, I
almost materially represent any of
them. They are unforgettable and obviously
unique. The next day in the evening,
At about 10 o'clock, the hostess came to see me, she
brought the linen that I gave to
washing. Chatting about all sorts of things, she
looked around the room with new furniture and
huge bookcases. Room
acquired a more respectable appearance.
It turned out by chance that her son fought in
France, and I know him well. Let's go
endless memories. Notthere were no
tears. Frau Pimmer mourned tearfully
untimely deceased descendant, but her
What was most interesting was how
her Hans was quick-witted and efficient
in the war, and did he know how to use those
the benefits that the war so generously bestowed
soldier.
 Oh yes! Her son was quick. I'm good
I remember how in a little French
small town where we stayed for a day, he
raped nine in one night
French women. He did this unusually. Having caught
another victim, Hans threw her to the ground,
tied her hands and feet, then rolled her into
arc and hung it on something, missing
long under her belly and chest
artillery belts made of hard tarpaulin,
then he cut the woman from behind with a razor
dress and panties and in this position
took possession of her, not paying attention to the screams
and moans.
 We started chatting, I completely forgot about
time. Suddenly from the next room, squinting
from the light, a charming miniature came out
girl in a long evening dress from
velvet, her beautiful bare shoulders
shimmered with a bluish whiteness, and the long
graceful hands in long black gloves
elbows made her very graceful and
respectable. In black, shiny, like
blued steel, hair was pinned
fresh scarlet rose. The girl was amazing
good and I, having forgotten about Frau Pimmer,
I involuntarily fell in love with her.
 Frau Pimmer looks surprised and confused
was marking time, looking at both of us and
not knowing what to do. Then, catching myself,
gone,wishing us good night.
 After seeing Frau Pimmer with her eyes, the girl
came up to me and pointed her finger at the tip
nose, playfully said:
 - Hello, baby! It's you here
are you living?
 - Yes. Do you like it here?
 - I like having you here.
 She sat on my lap and began to tenderly
tugging at hair.
 - Who is this aunt? - she asked.
 - Mistress of the house.
 - Is this her house?
 - Yes.
 -Where is your house?
 - I rent these two rooms from the landlady and
that means this is my home.
 - And she won’t come again?
 - Who? Mistress? No, she's here more
nothing to do. She went to bed.
 I was amused by this children's conversation, and
I answered her naive questions with pleasure
questions, affectionately squeezing the small elastic
body under thin fabric.
 - Oh, how many books you have! - surprised
she exclaimed. - Are there any fairy tales?
 - Why do you need fairy tales?
 - I really love fairy tales. When I'm in
last time I visited a man, he read to me
fairy tale about Snow White. She had it right away
seven dwarves, little old men.
 - Who did you visit last time?
 - Such a sweet old man. He's everything
time he kissed me and said: “Well,
baby, now let's read on..."
Such a funny old man. Read it to me too
fairy tale
 - Why do you need a fairy tale? You are no longer
small.
 - This dress is not small, but
I’m still little myself, I’m only 14
years old, and I don’t know why they dressed me like that.
 Only now did I notice her
doll-childish face, plump, slightly
pouty lips andthin eyebrow lines.
 - So that's why she's like this
miniature, I thought. What should I
what to do with her now? Read all the stories to her
night? But this is stupid.
 “Listen,” I said, “everything is for you.”
Do men only read fairy tales?
 - No, only one read fairy tales
old man, other men are all sorts of nonsense
they talked and pinched. And I'm disgusted
when they pinch.
 - Fu, damn it! - I thought. - Here's another
attack, why do I need this child?
 “Well, okay,” I said, “we will too.”
read fairy tales if you don't like it when
you get pinched.
 -You won't pinch?
 - I won't.
 - You are good, I love you.
 Easily lifting the girl into my arms, I
carried her to the sofa and took one of the volumes
"1000 and one nights", opened it to
read her a story about a scary one-eyed man
Cyclops, but she suddenly stopped me:
 “Wait, I’ll take off my shoes,” she got off.
from the sofa and walked around the room, looking at
yourself in the mirror. - Listen, I really
looks like a woman? - she asked slyly
squinting one eye.
 - Well, how can I tell you, it looks similar,
in terms of clothing, and in everything else - not enough.
 - Why?
 - Because you are not a woman yet.
 - What is a woman? What, I was born
not a woman?
 I'm tired of this stupid talk and I'm with
said irritably:
 - Let's read a fairy tale and let's
sleep.
 - Sleep? Wow, how uninteresting. I don't
I want to sleep.
 “Well, then I’ll sleep myself,” I
I stripped down to my underpants and went to bed. While I
took off his clothes, the girl withcuriosity
watched me and clicked softly
tongue.
 - And you are beautiful! - she said when
I went to bed.
 - What do you understand about this?
 “Well, I understand,” she answered offendedly.
she, - I understand everything, don’t think so!
 - And what do you understand?
 - And the fact that you are bored with me, that
you want to touch me. Yes?
 I did not answer, silently admiring the wonderful
a girl. She stood opposite
leaning on the back of the chair and gracefully
arching her thin graceful figure, she looked
at me through the net of long fluffy
eyelashes Now there's almost nothing in it
left childish, it was quite
perfect little woman. I got up with
bed and walked up to her. A few seconds
we looked at each other silently. She herself
she pressed her face to my chest and whispered:
 - Uh! How big and good you are
kiss me.
 I picked her up and lightly
touched her soft hot lips.
 “More,” she breathed out, barely audible. I
kissed her more passionately. girl
she perked up and closed her eyes. I became
cover her face and bare shoulders
frantic kisses. The girl started from
the pleasure of shuddering.
 “You’re good,” she breathed out barely
heard when I stopped for a minute,
to catch your breath - if you want, me too
Shall I undress?
 “Of course I want to,” timidly
I exclaimed and lowered her to the floor.
 - Just turn away.
 - For what?
 - Well, then, turn away, please.
 I turned away, listening intently.
 Clickedthe clasp, the dress rustled,
she walked around the room.
 “Wait, you can’t do it yet,” she warned
she tries to turn around.
 - You can’t yet... You can’t. Now you can.
 I turned around. In front of me, slyly
smiling, proud of his consciousness
irresistible beauty and attractiveness,
there was a toy woman standing. She couldn't
to call it a girl - it was a woman. All in
she was completely and beautiful. Long
black hair on the snow-white skin of the shoulders,
elastic hemispheres of well-developed breasts with
tiny dark nipples, thin graceful
waist, plump, barely covered with down pubis
with pinkish swollen lips, long
slender legs in very high shoes
high heels and beautiful, still childish
thin hands in gloves. ABOUT! Is it possible
in words, recreate at least a tiny bit of what
what appeared to my eyes. I'm numb
fascinated by the girl, unable to tear her away
from her eyes.
 - Well, now take off your panties,
She stammered, embarrassed.
 I came to my senses. Immediately removing
panties, I carefully approached her. I haven't yet
I imagined what I would do with this
a naive but playful girl-woman,
but I was drawn to her like a magnet. She
pressed her whole body against me, trembling with
excitement. Her nimble fingers gently
played with my hard dick. This game
brought her into indescribable delight. I hugged
the girl by the shoulders and greedily rummaged around with his hands
her hot tender body with frantic
desire. But the excitementgrew quickly. to me
it became more and more difficult to restrain myself
crazy desire to take possession of this little thing
being.
 And she chirped carelessly and joyfully
some nonsense, played with my dick, then
stroking it with your finger, then fiddling with it
side to side, rubbed his head
nipples of their breasts, and even several times
kissed him, smacking his lips sweetly
pleasure.
 “Let’s go to bed,” I suggested.
in a voice cracking with excitement.
 She silently looked at him in surprise.
me, nodded her head and ran
threw herself on the bed.
 - How soft it is here! - she exclaimed,
jumping on the mattress.
 - I'm on the edge, get in there.
 When I lay down she took possession of me again
member, covering it more and more often
kisses.
 “Let me look at you,” I asked.
at her place.
 - Look, am I not giving?
 - I want to see all of you.
 - Stupid, I’m already all over your eyes.
 - And here? - I said, touching
the wet lips of her vagina.
 - ABOUT! - she shuddered. - No need!
 - But why?
 “I don’t want to,” she said thoughtfully.
looking at my dick, squeezing it gently
head with two fingers. Then suddenly she sat down
opposite me at the feet, tucked to the chin
knees, and, looking thoughtfully at me,
fell silent.
 I couldn't guess what caused this
whim and, surprised, waited for what would happen
further. She suddenly smiled and extended
leg and touched my penis with her fingers.
 - How interesting it stands, like a column.
Doesn't he bother you?
 - No, it doesn’t interfere.
 - You go to his feetare you pressing?
 - Why are you sitting there? Lie down.
 - Don't want.
 “Then I’ll sleep,” irritably
I said and turned to the wall.
 - Well, go to sleep.
 I pretended to be asleep, began to pace and
breathe noisily, and then, as if in a dream,
turned on his back and scattered to the sides
legs. On the sly, through my eyelashes I watched
for the girl. She was still sitting with me
on her knees and looked with lust at my
member After a minute she carefully
moved towards me, then again, and,
leaning over and began to kiss the head
member, touching her with the tip of his tongue.
 I decided not to scare her and watched as
will come next.
 The girl is getting bigger and bigger
became inflamed, losing caution, furiously
sucked my dick, licking it with her tongue, like
candy. Then she spread her legs and
stuck her finger in the crotch,
spread her vaginal lips and began to gently
rub your clitoris, shuddering with pleasure.
 This was already interesting and I
followed the finger with voluptuous trepidation
sweet girl, and she, not satisfied
already with one clitoris, she inserted deeper and deeper
finger into himself, moaning out of himself
pleasure. God! How nice everything was
see it, feel it, elastic and hot
the lips of her mouth on his dick. I was already
close to ecstasy, but held on, wanting
know what will happen next. Suddenly a girl
released my dick from her mouth, sat down, hard
catching her breath, she looked between herself
legs, spread her lips with both hands
vagina. She translated several times
glowing fromexcitement looking from oneself to
as if she was trying on me, could she
huge dick fits in a narrow one
slit. Then, having made up her mind, she jumped onto
knees and, stepping over me,
moved her crotch towards my penis.
Carefully placing his flaming head towards
lips of her vagina, she began to slowly
and carefully lower yourself onto it, freezing from
pain and pleasure. And when my dick
powerfully unclenching her narrow cave, he entered
her to the end, both of us at the same time
captured by a flurry of indescribable pleasure. C
with wild screams, wheezing and groaning we
finished, stretched out on the bed in
exhaustion.
 At that moment I heard measured blows
fateful hour.
 Ram finished, thoughtful. Dick something
drew on a cigarette box.
 “Here,” he suddenly said, pushing
box to Ram - does it look at least a little bit?
 - What? - Rem asked in bewilderment.
waking up from his reverie.
 - I drew a girl, it looks like?
 Smiling condescendingly, Ram sideways
looked at the drawing. Dick drew
in my opinion, a magnificent woman, but Ram
He pushed the box back, smiling wryly.
 - Freak! You can't imagine this
sweet girl. You have no idea at all -
he sighed sadly, “I’m tired and if
Allow me, I’ll sleep a little, and you go for a walk.
In two hours we will continue our conversation.
 We didn't object and left.
 “If he’s not lying,” he told me in
deck Dick - then he is the happiest
person in the world.
 I shrugged anddidn't answer anything.
 Chapter 13


 “Among women,” Ram began when we
returned to him two hours later - they were
girls, girls, women of all ages
from 20 to 30 years old, were soft like wax and
They allowed us to do whatever we wanted with them.
They allowed themselves to be beaten, bitten, with wild
taking torture with pleasure, cumming with
screams and tears. They were obstinate, with
which we had to fight to
master. There were capricious ones who took a long time and
skillfully broke, inflaming my desire, and
then they surrendered with such desire that they didn’t
I believed it was them just now
capriciously resisted your touch
all sorts of things, but they had one thing in common: beauty,
grace, incredible passion and skill
love. These were magnificent women
few on earth are capable of repeating them.
 Soon I began to notice that with each
I'm becoming more and more a new woman
life becomes more complicated and worse. Money
disappeared with incomprehensible speed. Via
I had to move to another month for a month,
cheaper apartment, then I'm forced
was to do the worst thing - sell
a library, furniture and, finally, a car.
My clothes have become dilapidated. Nothing
I couldn’t buy myself a new one anymore, I couldn’t work
They didn’t take it anywhere. I started drinking. Life has become
drunkenly incomprehensible and empty. I've already been to
on the verge of suicide when the last one came
woman is a joker. At that time I lived in
dirty attic on Harsenstrasse, next to
the tavern in which you and I
met. INroom, except the boardwalk
table and bed with a dirty soldier
blanket, there was nothing. I was dirty myself
and unshaven. Last week I was
chronically drunk, and did not give himself any
take a minute to come to your senses, and as soon as
I felt that I was sobering up, I was recharged
a portion of strong wine. I slept drunk
when she came. I dreamed in a dream
all sorts of devilry, sometimes funny.
Tossing and turning, I fell to the floor and from this
woke up. The first thing I heard was
carefree female laughter:
 - Op-la-la! How beautifully we climb down
bed,” she said, laughing.
 I raised my drowsy eyes and in the darkness
the room was distinguished by the silhouette of an elegant woman,
standing by the window. I got up off the floor and lit
light. Beautiful slim woman with
majestic, arrogant face, lips pursed
in silent laughter, calmly looked at
me.
 - What do you want from me? - drunk
I stammered, heading towards the bed.
 I didn't want women at all. I
I craved only peace, I craved death.
The woman did not answer, but continued
watch silently. She didn't pay attention to me
no attention. She sat down on the edge
bed and, leaning towards me, kissed
on the lips with a long hot kiss. Left hand
she gently stroked her belly, as if by accident
touching my hand from time to time
lifeless member. Each one is like this
touch with trembling pleasure
echoed somewhere deep in my chest,
at the very heart, more and more
exciting me.
 Taking your lips off my lipsthe woman became
kiss my breasts, tickling my nipples with your tongue,
sinking lower and lower, I reached
belly, lingered at the navel. Then she
began to kiss my feet, lick them with her tongue,
rising higher and higher, then
stuck her face between mine
spread her legs and began to lick
perineum, reaching the anus and testicles. I
I was already so excited that I started
feel how painfully my
member She silently turned me onto my stomach,
forced to kneel. Having settled down
behind me, the woman stuck her hand
the head of the penis into her mouth, she began to suck
him, making some pleasant
exciting sounds. Her nimble tongue
managed to lick my entire penis, play with
with my testicles and touch the anus, forcing
I shudder voluptuously. Gradually
she was delayed more and more
near the anus, licking it with
extraordinary art. But here's her tongue
penetrated me, it was hard and hot, I
felt it move in my gut,
tickling my nerves. Her hands are skillfully
manipulated the member, adding to the already
great pleasure. I couldn't stand it
such frantic caress and in a minute
he finished, pouring malofeum all over her gloves.
Exhausted, I fell onto the bed and
closed his eyes. I was already starting to fall asleep when
felt a heaviness on my legs above
knees I opened my eyes. A woman, absolutely
naked, sat on me, spread wide
legs to the sides. The legs were long and
slim.Lying on the bed, I looked
her. She was wearing thin nylon
shiny black suit
covered her from toe to neck, exactly
reproducing all the smallest details
naked body On the pubis through the fabric
red hairs appeared, breast nipples
stood out in relief, puffing up the lungs
elastic fabric. Even the rays of narrow
the folds under the arms were clearly
copied by nylon, and so the woman
seemed to be painted black. On
she had black shoes on her feet, and on her head -
pointed cap, and earrings in the ears
of huge red rubies. She had
blond fluffy hair, long eyelashes
under sharply arched eyebrows. Everything is in it
breathed calm, confident power
beauty.
 - What do you want? - I asked again,
drunkenly staring at her.
 - You're as drunk as two hundred drunks
sailors,” she suddenly said, “and I and
I won't talk to you.
 The woman quickly approached the bed
and silently, looking at me with contempt
superiority over a drunken person, became
undress me. I tried
resist, but it turned out
useless, she was dexterous and agile.
A minute later I was lying on a scratchy blanket
completely naked.
 - I don’t want to, I don’t need to... Get out... -
I wheezed, trembling from the cold and
premature hangover. - Get out, -
I shouted in rage, “give me some.”
sleep - but the woman did not pay attention to my
scream no attention. She took mine
drooping member and placing ithead to
clitoris, began to masturbate herself, moaning from
pleasure. Tired and broken, I
he watched her intently. Soon she
came and, throwing back her head, let out a wild
cry of joy.
 But a minute later with even greater fury
began to masturbate herself, wielding my
a member like a tampon. Within an hour she
This way she came several more times.
Under me it became wet with mucus, copiously
flowing from her vagina. Then she
managed to push the barely rising penis into
herself, and she immediately came, falling
chest on me. It's strange, but she
magnificent tender breasts and elastic nipples
made an impression on me, and we
a frantic dance of love began. I
excited. My dick straightened out in her
the entire length.
 The never-ending first erection gave
opportunity for my charming partner
enjoy endlessly. She came again
five times. Then, no longer satisfied
more in the usual way, she took out
penis from the vagina and directed to the rear
passage Now she was sitting on him
presenting to my eyes the cave of love,
shining with the lacquered sheen of mucus and delicate
petals of small sponges. Big clit
I shuddered noticeably and she sat down on me
got more comfortable, started jerking him off, then
rubbing, then suppressing, like a button, and I
lost sense of time. How many hours
this frantic madness continued, I did not
I know, most likely I lost consciousness,
because I don’t remember at all how
the woman disappeared. I woke upabout two o'clock in the afternoon,
completely broken and sober. I don't have
I had the strength to get to my feet. With great
with difficulty I crawled out of bed onto the floor and
crawled on all fours to the water supply
tap. After drinking water, I felt
a little better. I sat on the floor, then
got to his feet and walked away
look to never again
return there. I decided to end it
life. But on the way I met
a noisy gang of sailors, one of them hugged
by the shoulders and pulled me along with him. I found myself
in a tavern near his house.
 Having drunk a little, I immediately became horny, but
the sailors left, and I was left alone, angry and
half drunk. At this moment, go to the table and
you're hooked...
 “That’s all,” said Ram, “I’m very
thank you for having me
listened. I have a feeling that you
lifted a heavy load from my shoulders that
was bound to crush me.
Now I will live. And the cards should
throw it away so no one else suffers,
like me.
 “No,” Dick shouted. - Not at all
case, do not throw away the cards. Give them
better for me.
 - I'm not your enemy! - Ram said,
pushing Dick's hand away. - It's enough that
they have already done it, why give it to them?
the ability to tempt a demon?
 - No, I ask, I beg... - with
Dick insisted with idiotic persistence.
 Ram shrugged.
 - Give him these cards, let him try
“happiness,” I said.
 - Do you insist? - Ram asked sharply
at Dick's.
 - Yes, I insist.
 - Do you mind? - Ram addressed
to me. Ishrugged:
 - Let him try.
 - Then give me two dollars and take it.
cards.
 Trembling hasty movements Dick
I searched my pockets, looking for money. On his face
genuine horror was reflected when he
I discovered that he didn’t have his wallet with him.
 “In debt,” he cried, “I’ll bring
money in five or ten minutes. Here
my watch as collateral.
 Unable to see it, I gave Dick two
dollar.
 - Why is this? - asked Ram.
 “As you wish,” I answered.
 Dick looked expectantly at Ram,
fearfully waiting for what he would say, ready to
throw money at any moment if they don't
suitable for purchasing cards.
 - Only with money that belongs to him,
he can buy these cards.
 - So this is a loan! - I guessed to say
I.
 - A loan, yes it’s a loan. I'll give you how
Let's just get back to the ship.
 Dick took the box of cards and quickly
put it in the pocket of his jacket, and
I hurried to leave.
 Having said goodbye to Ram, we gave him
goodbye 50 dollars and went out.
 Dick was beside himself with delight, and for everything
my calls to him were answered somehow
inexpressible silence.
 When we arrived on the ship, the radio operator
handed Dick a telegram. The sister reported
that his mother was hit by a train, he was called to
funeral and division of inheritance.
 The next morning Dick left
home. I never saw him again.
 Chapter 14


 A year has passed. I started swimming as a senior
assistant on a large comfortable
passenger ship "Nora" of the company
"Bright Footnavi Company". INone of the warm ones
On summer nights we approached Hamburg.
In the distance its beacons were already blinking and
electric glow. I just passed
watch and, not wanting to go into a stuffy cabin,
remained on deck. The passengers were sleeping
lulled by a light swell, gradually
rocking the ship. At such a quiet time
and thoughtful, I always remember Dick. Where
he? What's wrong with him? Not a single one of my letters
didn't receive a response. A man has disappeared. me
I was tormented by some kind of heavy premonition.
 - What a magnificent night! - I heard
behind your back is sincere admiration. Past
me, holding my charming hand
woman, walking, passed very
familiar man.
 “And you didn’t want to go with me,”
the woman said reproachfully. - Soon,
probably Hamburg. They stopped
not far from me and leaning on
railings, began to look down at the black
water rushing along the side. I
I tried in vain to remember where and when I
I saw this man. It's strange, but to me
it seemed that I saw a woman who
was with a man.
 - How much time? - the woman asked.
 The man raised his hand.
 - I forgot the clock in the cabin, but it’s not 12 yet.
We left at 20 minutes, now... - man
turned to me. - Sorry, you didn't
Can you tell me what time it is? - he's staring
looked at me, looking into my face.
 “23 hours 55 minutes,” I answered and
smiled involuntarily. I recognized the man. This
was Ram. But, not knowing his last name, I don't
decided to contact him first.
 - Let's go, alreadyit’s time,” the woman said
Ram by the sleeve.
 - Go, Sali, I'll be right there.
 When the woman left, he came up to me.
 - If I'm not mistaken, you and I are somewhere
have you seen each other?
 - You are not mistaken. We really
See you. Tavern for sailors,
hotel... Maps.
 - And Dick! - he interrupted me. - Yes, yes,
I remembered everything.
 - I see that your affairs have improved?
 - Oh yes. I remember that strange time
like a bad dream and it's hard for me to believe
that it was real. I am endless
grateful to you for being with such
listened to me with attention and participation then,
you saved my life, and I am in front of you
debt...
 - Well, what are you talking about! I did what I could
make a decent person in my place.
 - Do you have time? Let's go to my
cabin. Sali will be very happy with you
meet you, she knows everything about you.
 - I'm free until 6 o'clock in the morning.
 - Well, that’s wonderful! Went.
 Salina obviously didn't expect
strangers and met us in black
peignoir trimmed with snow-white fur. And
although she appeared before me almost
naked, she behaved so simply and
at ease that I didn't feel any
feeling of discomfort, and after a few
For a minute I forgot that she was naked.
 And a few minutes later, when
table along with abundant and refined
a bottle of expensive food appeared as a snack
French cognac, we started having this
intimate conversation about how I felt
yourself among your relatives.
 - You might be interested in knowing how
has developedfate after you're with
Wildly left the hotel? - Ram began,
pouring cognac into glasses.
 We drank. The car was knocking steadily
steamer, the receiver purred comfortably, we
sat in semi-darkness.
 Salina leaned back on the sofa and
her snow-white body glowed
triangle through the half-opened peignoir.
Charming woman.
 - I lived in the hotel for two days. Nothing
I didn’t do or think about anything. I was taking a break from
the weight that I had been carrying for so long. On
third day, in the morning, innkeeper
brought some detective to me with
with cunning, penetrating eyes. standing at
doors, he took a long time and carefully
looked at me, swinging from toe to toe
heel
 - Well? - he asked.
 - What? - I answered irritably.
 - Will you lock yourself or tell me
the truth?
 I sinfully thought that you and Dick
played a cruel joke on me, but very soon
I figured out that you have nothing to do with this
you have no relationship.
 - The detective showed me from a distance my
photograph of Algerian times and victoriously
smiled, then said:
 - Your face gives you away. I don't recommend it
resist,” he nodded to someone behind
door and two policemen entered the room.
 “Excuse me,” I said indignantly, “what the hell?”
provocation?
 “Take him,” the detective ordered and
left the room, considering his mission
finished.
 The police took me by the arms and
They took me outside. Before you push
they put me in handcuffs and...
 “They got everything mixed up,” she suddenly interrupted.
Salina herself. She impulsivelygot up from
sofa, folded her arms on her chest and began
nervously walk around the cabin. - It’s me who told him
I found it. I could never reconcile
with the fact that I lost him. I set myself
The goal is to find him at any cost.
Search all your life, with all possible and
in impossible ways. I'm long and hard
was sick, but continued to look for him with
stubbornness of a madman... - Salina suddenly
fell silent, sat down in her place, gently
kissed Ram on the lips and whispered:
 - Sorry, honey, I interrupted you.
Speak.
 “In Hamburg,” said Rem, “me
loaded onto a special plane and into the same
day sent to the States. I didn't know where
I'm being taken and only because it's a flight
lasted more than 20 hours with landings,
Of course, I realized that they were taking me somewhere to
America. The next day we arrived at
place and I was again put into a closed
the car in which I was shaking for another 6 hours.
All this time, since my arrest
they fed almost nothing, they only gave
a large flask of water and a piece of black bread.
I felt bad and looked terrible.
 - Finally, this van stopped at
some building. Two policemen
looked inside and one in a hoarse voice
shouted:
 - Drive on!
 The gate creaked and the van drove into
yard They asked me to leave. It was deaf
prison yard in the form of a deep well.
I felt terrified, I didn’t understand anything and
a thousand thoughts, one more terrible than the other,
swirled in my head.
 Ram fell silent for a minute, and I looked atcharming Salina. She settled down
next to Ram and, clinging closely to him,
stroked his cheek.
 - Poor thing, how much did you have to do?
endure it! - she looked slyly at
me and kissed Ram deliciously on the lips.
 Ram continued:
 - The guard pushed me to
small iron-clad door:
 - Come in.
 I obeyed and ended up in the waiting room
prisons. They asked me to strip naked, and
two policemen deftly and quickly searched
my clothes. Then they threw me a prison sentence
clothes and taken to the bathhouse. With pleasure
I washed myself in hot water and washed off
all the dirt, I felt much better
better. Then everything went from there
cinematic speed. me
photographed, measured, filmed
fingerprints, filled out several
questionnaires, and all my questions were answered only
one answer is silence.
 True, they treated me quite
politely. Less than half an hour passed before I
ended up in a prison cell. They gave me dinner
and they brought the bed. I ate it with pleasure
meager food and, stretched out on the shelf,
fell asleep instantly.
 Three days of full prison regime
isolation did not calm me down. I couldn't
guess why I was imprisoned. On
On the fourth day there were changes. In the morning
I was called to the prison office. Chief
unusually politely invited me to sit down
and announced that I was free. He handed me
a letter and a check for a thousand dollars. to my
there was no limit to amazement. I printed it out
letter - it was from... - and Ramnodded at
Salina.
 She pressed herself even tighter to him and,
turning to me, she said:
 - I was already desperate to find this guy, but
I was advised to hire, or rather, apply to
police that he stole our jewelry
by 4.5 million. Well, and the police of all countries
took up this matter. Then the jewelry
were found, I had to pay a fine and
I received this old award
libertine. Poor thing, how old are you?
I had to go through... Oh, so many women!
 - But he now has experience in
handling them,” I said mockingly.
Salina's nudity and
her extraordinary beauty, and all this
an atmosphere of wealth and love. I finished mine
cognac and got up.
 “I wish you good night,” kissing
Salina's little fragrant hand and tightly
After shaking Ram's hand, I left. I was excited
and irritated. The extraordinary fate of Ram
excited my imagination and some
the feeling of envy spoiled my mood. I
found a steward and ordered him to bring me
cognac and whiskey in the cabin.
 I spent my shift with a headache.
The weather turned bad, it was cool and damp,
and some kind of melancholy pinched my chest.
The mood was incomprehensible. To Hamburg we
arrived at noon. I was resting when I went to the cabin
they knocked on my door. Ram came in with his
a charming friend.
 “We came to say goodbye,” she said.
Salina. Ram shook my hand firmly and handed me
your business card:
 “Come to my hotel,” he said.
he. - I'll have to stay here for a while.bye
I won't settle the inheritance.
 - Did you receive an inheritance? From whom? -
I exclaimed.
 - From my father-in-law... He died, and before
by death, out of love for his daughter, he wrote
a will in my favor, and in case
I'm not alive, then for charity
targets, mainly at hospitals named after him.
 - What about the other heirs? -
I asked.
 - He hated them all, all of them
relatives, they were just waiting for him
death.
 - And how much did you get?
 - About two million, not counting three
large enterprises and their branches in
different countries. So be sure to come in
and, taking a hearty farewell to me, they
they came out happy, rich, gorgeous.
 Chapter 15


 Our ship was docked, and I
there was a lot of free time.
Several times I met Ram and his
a charming friend. We're having fun
spent time in various entertainment venues
establishments in Hamburg. Sometimes it's appropriate
Having drunk, they remembered the past. Tried
to find Dick, but he disappeared without leaving
no traces. We built all kinds
assumptions and conjectures regarding it
fate, but guesses remained guesses, and
Dick disappeared from our horizon. I already
lost all hope, but one evening
there was a knock on my room and he entered
a man, modestly dressed, quite decent
appearance. With a polite bow he
inquired if I was really the one
the man the receptionist told him? I
confirmed and asked with whom I have the honor? I
heardthe following story:
 - I work as a senior warden at
clinic for the mentally ill, doctors... My
last name...
 - Yes, but what does this have to do with me? - I interrupted
him.
 - Just a minute, sir, now I'm done
I'll explain. In our clinic, sir, there is
one patient with insanity is being treated
on sexual grounds. He was picked up on
street to the extreme degree of physical and
mental exhaustion. Moreover, he has
there was a high fever. He sometimes fell into
riot. He saw women everywhere, and
he attacked our sisters. But when
the fits ended, it was quiet and
nice man. But he saw him everywhere
women, and he talked about them like this
things that might arise in the mind
only for a schizophrenic. Sometimes he shouted
cried, begged on my knees to be taken away from him
women. He asked to be placed in
isolated room, tied and closed
castle And we, to calm him down,
fulfilled his wish. Sometimes he's quiet
sat somewhere and sorted out cards, something
muttering quietly to himself.
 - Cards! - I exclaimed, jumping up from
armchairs. - Did you say cards, sir?
 - Yes, sir, he had a deck of cards,
old shabby deck. He's with her
never separated. There were
such beautiful women are drawn.
 I walked from corner to corner in excitement
room.
 - Really Dick? Tell me more
Mr. Queeg,” I asked.
 - As I said, he never
I parted with this deck. Even in a violent
in a fit, he squeezed them in his hand so much,what we
could not unclench his fingers, and we
rolled him into a shirt and swaddled him like
child, along with cards.
 - Unhappy! - I burst out.
 - Yes, sir, but what’s strange is how we
he was not tied up, no matter how we
swaddled, and we know how to tie up the sick,
the next morning he always found himself untied and
fainted. One time we put it on him
handcuffs, and still they are open in the morning
were lying on the floor.
 - Is he with you now? How does he behave
feels?
 “He died last night, sir,” said
Quig.
 - How did you die? - I grabbed Quig by the
shoulder
 “Dead, sir,” Queeg repeated. - He
died quietly and calmly, and that's why I'm here.
 - But what did he say before his death?
 - Something unclear, sir. He said
that the last woman came today and
that he doesn't regret losing, and then he
called your name and asked you to fulfill
last will. He said, sir, that you
the only close person and you all
you know. He asked me to give this...
 Quig held out a small package. Not
knowing what was there, I already guessed
I pushed the package away from myself in horror.
 - No, sir, please take it. This
his last will, and then while it was
I felt very bad.
Especially at night,” and Queeg blushed deeply.
 “Yes,” I thought sadly, “poor
Dick. You fell victim to your stubbornness. - I
thought deeply.
 We buried the poor fellow without any extra
chic. Modest but expensive monument
crowned his grave. Salina has it all coveredgorgeous flowers. And then we
gathered in Ram's apartment. He, Salina
and I, each was immersed in some
ridiculous thoughts. Then I took the package out
pocket, this bag of cards, and we
They approached the brightly blazing fireplace. Ram
filled the glasses and said:
 - Let's drink to poor Dick and to the fact that
so that these devilish cards do not harm
harm no one else.
 We drank and I was about to throw cards at
fire to destroy this evil, but suddenly
the door opened sharply and appeared on the threshold
figure of a man wrapped in white
matter. The man quickly approached me
took the cards from my hands and said
broken German:
 - It cannot be destroyed! This is rock!
 - Hindu! - Rem shouted and rushed towards
person. “Hold him,” I rushed at him.
help Ram and we simultaneously grabbed
emptiness.
 There was no one in the room and the door was
locked.
 “Damn,” Rem cried in surprise.
 “Maybe it’s better this way,” I said.
looking into the fireplace fire.
 “Let’s have a drink,” said Salina and
poured glasses.