Story - Swedish three.

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 SWEDISH THREE

 It was their ordinary meeting, a meeting of two friends Sasha and Vitya.
They were not just friends, but good acquaintances.
  They did not meet very often, from time to time, on business
and simply for the sake of communication, which, as they believed, was constantly
nourishes any person and brings to everyone what is necessary in life
everyday life the pristine joy of being.
  This meeting was no different from those other few
hundreds of previous meetings, when they spent time together, discussed
they judged some matters, some important and some not so important. In the summer we sunbathed on the beach
without missing the opportunity to meet some charming
bodied blonde, went to the cinema in winter, discussing after the show
on one topic or another. It happened that we didn’t see each other for six months or more,
and having met each other, they tried to find and draw from
communication is something new that has never happened before.
  These meetings were short: an hour, two, or at most three.
In this short time, they managed to slowly resolve all their issues.
dew, discuss problems, outline new prospects and
eat enough for each other. It was the same this time.
  The friends did not manage to get to the cinema for the next showing, and they,
quickly resolving the pressing issue that causedthere was a meeting
cha, wandered slowly along the boulevard, bored, without much enthusiasm
talking about morality and ethics.
  The weather was not good. It was a cloudy autumn day. It was cold. And
it would be nice to go to some cafe and enjoy a cup of...
with the pleasant aroma of your favorite drink or, at worst, in your
to the mother in labor for a glass of juice and a portion of ice cream, continue in the warmth
already begun discussion on such a burning topic of all times:
about women, men and love.
  But there were no cafes or ice cream parlors nearby.
  -Have you not fucked for a long time? - Sasha suddenly asked his friend
and, without waiting for an answer, said: “There is an option.” Very passionate
woman. I'll call her now. If she's at home, we'll go. Satisfies
several men at once. Very, very passionate. She's never enough
and she always wants.
  With these words, Sasha went to the pay phone, took it out
pocket two kopecks and picked up the phone.
  - Well, are we going? - he asked with a grin.
  “We’re going,” somehow indifferently, but at the same time without hiding information.
Teresa, Vitya answered, not yet having time to fully realize that
Sasha offered him.
  Sasha dialed the number.
  - Hello, Lilechka!  Hello, it's me, Sasha. How are you? he started
conversation in his own emphatically intelligent manner. - And we are here with
friend. Don't you have anyone? Fine. Then we'll be right there. Bye.  - And with the air of a man who has agreed on something ordinary, but
very important, he puthandset.
  - Let's go.  Let's make a Swedish three! She loves it. We should go there
- Sasha commanded, and the friends quickly rushed to the tram station -
dance, so that after some time he will appear before the insatiable
in sex with Lilechka with all the fullness of their manhood.
  The gloomy autumn weather and the mood associated with it have passed
to the background. There was a goal ahead, tempting and all-consuming,
especially for Vitya.
  Of course, he had some experience of sexual life behind him.
neither. Once he even almost got married, but, after thinking carefully, everything
but refused such a decisive step. Being human by nature
a century that is not stupid and sensible, but a little lazy and inert,
he did not want to bind himself by the bonds of a sacred union, considering
that he is still young, and that the troubles of family life are far from him
will leave. After all, he recently turned twenty-five.
  Sasha is a little older than Vitya, a divorced man with a child,
but having no permanent residence, wandered around private
apartments, rented for a month or two a room or a bed somewhere...
somewhere in the hostel and probably dreamed in the end
have a permanent corner where he could calmly and without hassle
ki indulge in love games and philosophical reflections, relax
escape from the everyday bustle of the world, that is, simply as a human being
to live like thousands and thousands of ordinary people live.
  Sasha gained a wealth of experiencecommunication with women, and constantly
I was looking for something new in them. And the search for this novelty, the search for perfection
successes inspired him to make new acquaintances, to meet new people,
for new connections, which, according to Sasha, were no longer countable. EU-
whether to gather all the women he bothered to satisfy,
himself, of course, first of all receiving a lot from such contacts
delight and pleasure, then this would require a whole
space like Krasnaya in Moscow or Dvortsovaya in Leningrad. And so
Sasha’s statement could not be considered too exaggerated, since
It sometimes happened that he had several love affairs a week.
partners  And there were periods when he, like the Persian king,
traveled from one “beloved” to another with intervals of two or three
hours with the only goal: to thoroughly enjoy the body again
lovers of sexual games, and again experience an orgasm that has become
already commonplace, but this has by no means lost its charm and
burning sharpness.
  It was a kind of Sasha’s hobby, and perhaps the meaning
life.
  It was not new for him to have options when he simultaneously
satisfied two or three women at once. And, according to him, when
you fuck one, two others, watching sexual intercourse, instantly
but they stick to each other like nipples and rub furiously
bodies, finding their carnal satisfaction so simple
way.
  Sasha, according to his storiesacquaintances, could fuck, for example,
A 17-year-old girl, and then two hours later, in another place,
50 year old lady. He didn't seem to care who he fucked, just
If only there were a vagina, where during sexual intercourse he finds shelter
when not fading, medium in size and always ready to work
member And the longer this shelter lasted, the better it was.
  He met women easily, in which his historical knowledge helped him.
philosophical education.  As an educated man, he poured out
all his eloquence, all his knowledge when meeting the representative
ladies of the fair sex and always appeared before them in
such form, sometimes carrying such nonsense and appealing with such
terms that, it seems, he himself did not quite understand, but
who made such an impression on their interlocutors that many,
intoxicated by his intricate philosophy, often on the very first day
acquaintances were given over to him with rapture as a man in whom they
for a moment found their ideal, and which was always ready to do
something that husbands do not always do, but that everyone almost always craves
What a woman who has tasted at least once the charm of a love affair. B
In this matter, Sasha was a professional virtuoso.
  The loaded tram arrived relatively quickly, and the friends sat down
Li, taking the last two places in a half-empty carriage.
  Sasha took out the brochure “Religion and Atheism” from his pocket and found the one he needed.
page and started reading.
  Vitya inin anticipation of something unusual, I could not be distracted by
extraneous topics.  "Swedish threesome, passionate woman, unknown
these sensations,” was spinning in his head. In his imagination
a juicy woman of about thirty-five, with beautiful volume, appeared
big breasts, a stately figure, passionately thirsting for men.
  - Shura, how old is this Lila? - Vitya asked, wanting to quickly
find out at least something about the mysterious Lilechka.
  - Leave me alone, Vitya, don’t bother me reading. You knock me out of my thoughts by dismissing -
leaving his friend, muttered Sasha, continuing to read.
  "In the end, and really, what difference does it make how old she is:
thirty-five or thirty-eight. Even forty. If women
If she’s passionate and keeps herself in the body, then in principle it doesn’t matter. Yes and
Shura won’t fuck a completely nondescript option. And by all appearances-
but he visited Lila more than once. So it made sense. And yet in-
It’s interesting to know what she is like: tall or not very tall, plump or
thin,” Vita involuntarily thought on the way to the stranger.

  “Shura,” Vitya, pushing his comrade in the side, disturbed him again. -
Tell me, how old is she, what does she look like? I'm interested
know who we're going to fuck.
  “Be quiet, we’re on public transport,” Shura shamed
friend. I told you, she's a passionate woman. You will get a lot of pleasure
viya. I fucked - okay. What else do you need? How old is she?
I don’t really know myself. Be interested in a woman's agenon-
personally.  Leave me alone, don't bother me reading. I'm missing the plot thread. Take it
It’s better to have a newspaper, take a break, - And, taking the Pravda newspaper out of his pocket,
put her on Vita’s lap.
  Vitya took the newspaper, but did not read it, but thought to himself:
  "What plot thread could there be in such an empty brochure as
"Religion and atheism"?! There's some bullshit there. And is he really interested?
read such nonsense? Although he is a philosopher, maybe he really is
interesting.  But he picks up all sorts of nonsense from books and sticks it
women pop like seeds.  They are stupid, they love it when they
they hang noodles on their ears, and immediately melt. Hangs on the street during the day, and at night
continues. They love it even more there! To give them all sorts of nonsense about
love and they talked about feelings, especially when you fuck! - again
Vitya returned to the topic of sex in his thoughts and immediately remembered Lilya. - A
Still, what is she like? Probably not young, middle-aged."
Vita, of course, wanted Lilechka to be slim and pretty
girl, but he felt that this was too much, and would have been satisfied
flax, if she were at least forty.
  - Shura, how old does she look? At least approximately, again le-
Vitya pushed him lightly on the shoulder.
  - By the looks of it? Yes, more than forty, but I don’t know for sure. We'll come,
you'll see for yourself. Why are you worried? Option tested, folded
nothing... And very passionate, very... buried in a book and not
distracted from his thoughts, Sasha muttered reluctantly.This news didn’t make Vitya happy, but it didn’t really upset either:
“And really: we’re not going to get married. If it’s more than forty, it means
very experienced, and in this kind of business this is a huge plus.”
  It was useless to bother Sasha again and ask him questions, and
Vitya began to wait patiently for them to arrive at the desired stop.
ku.
  The tram rolled forward, swaying from side to side, and
After a while I turned right.
  “Come out,” Sasha suddenly said, briefly glancing out the window,
- seems to be here, but we need to go a little further.
  And the friends got off the tram, finding themselves almost on the outskirts of the city.
yes.
  It was getting dark, and Sasha, with some hesitation, led his friend to the appointed
goals.
  “Here somewhere,” approaching the same type of nine-story buildings, behind-
he said thoughtfully.
  - I don’t remember the exact address, but the house seems to be the one on the far side - ha-
wondering where to go after all, Sasha thought out loud. - Yes, exactly,
there.  Here's the swing. This house! - he finally showed convincingly
for one of three standard boxes. The last front door, and the apartment is on
fifth floor, to the right, having finally decided where to go, Sa-
Sha, and friends, quickening their pace and passing by the swing, entered the desired
front door, went up to the fifth floor and approached the
There is a door to the right of the stairs.
  Sasha, without hesitating for a second, pressed the bell button.
  The door was opened by a huge elderly woman of about 60, 65,
the first moment with undisguised interestlooking at Vitya, hello
smiled brightly at the young people.
  “Probably Shura mixed up the house,” thought Vitya, and wanted to
I was about to apologize and go back, when suddenly I heard a friend’s voice:
  - Hello, Lilechka! You're getting better! And here I am with a friend...
  These words made Vitya somehow feel uneasy. "Is this really what it is?
the same praise of Lilechka that Shu so colorfully described to him
ra?! It can't be! Something’s not right here,” Vitya thought to himself.

  “Come on in, guys, take off your clothes,” the elderly lady invited.
  - Meet, this is my friend Vitya, and this is Liliya Vasilievna,
also a philosopher by training,” Sasha introduced each other to the future
mutual partners in the “Swedish troika”. - She and I have common interests -
sy. Really, Lilechka? And not only in philosophy... - unequivocal -
but he hinted.
  “It turns out that he doesn’t just hang noodles on women’s ears!
how, the scoundrel, he described: both a stately figure and a nothing... Immediately,
Couldn't he say that she's a pensioner? Otherwise: I don’t know, more
forty..." - Vitya thought indignantly, but decency did not allow
He should immediately express all this to Sasha.
  “The weather is disgusting,” Sasha began, as expected, the conversation in
abstract topic.
  “Yes, the weather is not kind,” Lilia Vasiliev supported the conversation.
on. - And you got there quickly! - she continued.
  - We were in a hurry, Lilechka, we were in a hurry! To see you! - hanging up my jacket,
said Sasha. “I’m always glad to have guests,” she didn’t give in to him.in everyday life
Liliya Vasilievna’s flamboyant manner of conversation. - Why are we
are we standing? Go to the kitchen. Now let's have some coffee! Do you want something dry?
what wine? I have a bottle lying around here.
  “She has everything prepared: dry food and bed, probably,”
Vitya thought sarcastically, mechanically taking off his jacket.
  “We won’t refuse,” he agreed, looking at his friend and blinking at him.
Sasha.
  “Please, take a seat,” and Liliya Vasilievna, having seated
guests, placed three empty capacious glasses and a bottle on the table
"Rkatseteli".
  Sasha took the bottle in his hands, skillfully cut the cork and, releasing
bottle neck from an already unnecessary item, spilled approximately
half the contents into the glasses.
  - Here's to the meeting, friends! - he said and made several
sips. The rest followed suit and also drank to the meeting,
after trying this cool, slightly heady drink.
  Sasha, playing the role of toastmaster, started a conversation about how
It’s good to be able to speak French or English, in short, they say,
It’s good to know foreign languages and that, for example, we are like this
nondescript, and currency prostitutes speak several languages at once.
To this Lilya remarked that without such knowledge they would not be able to do anything at all.
what, and that they know not only languages, but also something else that
men like it.
  - Not only prostitutes know about this, but also many decent
women,” Sasha interjected, and the conversation automatically moved on to the topic
sex.
  INat that moment Lilya came out for some reason, perhaps to
finally prepare the place for the upcoming communication, leaving
Sasha and Vitya alone.
  - Shura, is it really possible to fuck?! - Vitya asked with horror. -
“You do what you want, and I’ll pass,” he said firmly, raising both paws up.
doni.
  - Vitya, you don’t know what a passionate woman she is! Such a you-
says that you are amazed,” Sasha inspired his friend.
  - Yes, let it be at least a thousand times passionate... But why don’t you immediately
said she was an old woman? - Vitya was perplexed.
  - I told you that there are more than forty, there are more than forty.
And you’re wrong about the old woman. She stays in shape. Soon in this myself
You’ll be convinced,” Sasha got out.
  “I don’t want to be convinced of anything,” Vitya objected, and in the heat of the moment
I poured myself another drink from the bottle.
  - Stop breaking down. She was already prepared for everything. Ugly
“What will happen if you refuse,” Sasha convinced.
  At that moment, Liliya Vasilievna entered the kitchen and joined
to young people.
  Sasha spilled the remaining contents, emptying the bottle. He toasts
proposed for women, to which Liliya Vasilyevna objected, noting
that she will drink to young men. That's what they decided, and each
he drank for what he wanted.
  Slightly intoxicated, Sasha continued the interrupted conversation about sex,
having reported that such entertainment is widely practiced abroad,
like group sex.  He began to explain what such sex brings
necessaryvariety in sex life, relieves nervousness well
tension and that in general this is a very necessary thing that we have
something not so widely practiced.
  Having finished the monologue and leading the platform to the upcoming action,
he lightly scratched his chin, showing Lila with his entire appearance,
that, they say, it’s time to move from words to action and continue communication
in a different way.
  Lilya Vasilievna, having read Sasha’s thoughts, suggested going to another
go to my room and watch TV.
  Her apartment consisted of two adjacent rooms. First room
where the TV was, there was a living room, the second, apparently, a bedroom.
  The hostess and guests rose from the table and entered the living room.
  Vitya sat down on the sofa opposite the TV that was on, and Lilya
went further into the second room, together with Sasha, who
he grabbed her from behind and began to kiss her fat, clumsy
neck.  A few moments later, Lilya, with Sasha hanging on her,
disappeared into the darkness of the bedroom.
  Vitya remained sitting in the living room and, with his head buried in the television,
zor, did not want to join these “like-minded philosophers”
kam".
  “Let them have fun,” thought Vitya, when suddenly a naked Sa-
sha, with elastically swaying in different directions, like a hose, on-
with a swollen excited member, quickly threw his clothes on the sofa
next to Vitka and, looking at him in surprise, said:
  - Why are you sitting? Undress, come to us - and at the same moment
disappearedin the next room, from where Vitya soon heard some
rustling, fussing, light sighs, and then weak moans.
  After waiting a few minutes, Vitya slowly, somehow reluctantly, entered
the next room, where the following picture appeared before his eyes:
Liliya Vasilyevna, being in the knee-elbow position, weakly
moaned passionately and skillfully, like a walking cat, exposed her
insatiable vagina under the crushing blows of Shura’s hard penis, which
roaring like a steam locomotive, he puffed in time with his thrusts and tried as hard as he could
you can pierce Lilya deeper and stronger with your penis, like a
we drink.
  For some reason, this picture didn’t excite Vitka one bit, but only
made me laugh internally: it was funny to watch how a young man
century in the prime of life fucks a monolithic lady, and even, judging by
Apparently, he receives indescribable delight and pleasure from this.
And where else can you see something like this?!
  Meanwhile, Sasha completed the sexual intercourse, throwing out his accumulated
drinking warm life-giving sperm for a week into inflamed
Lily's bottomless vagina with passion, making a few deep
some exhalations. After standing in this position for a few more seconds, he
undocked with Lilechka, taking out his hot “piston” from
work area, and sat down on the bed, serenely relaxing.
  Liliya Vasilievna also went a little limp, but still in earnest
burning with passion, she lay down on her back, eagerly awaiting the continuation
sexual session.“Vitya, come to us,” she called in a slightly strangled voice.
she.
  - Ah, Vitek!  - seeing his friend, Sasha picked up. - Have you ever-
gone? Quickly take off your clothes and come here, don’t drag your feet.
  Having received such an invitation, Vita had nothing left to do,
how to submit to the will of the majority. He walked out into the living room, slowly
took off his shirt, then his nose and trousers and, left in only his shorts,
After hesitating for a few seconds, he threw them on the sofa next to
with your clothes.
  - Vitya, where are you? - Lilechka called impatiently. What are you doing?
are you slow?
  - Come here quickly! Lie down, there's a lot of space here, I didn't let up
she.
  There was indeed enough space: a spacious bed and
was apparently intended for this kind of collective entertainment.
  Vitya walked up to the bed on which Sasha was sitting and the necessary
a pretty lady with incredible, heavy and hanging in different hundred
rons with “watermelons”, all inflamed with passion, ready for God knows what
to create with a new victim of his sexual lust.
  “Lie on your back, Vitya,” Sasha said busily, and Vitya,
following his friend’s order, he lay down on his back next to Lilechka. He felt
somehow uneasy at the thought that now he will have to enter
drink during sexual intercourse with this elderly hulk, who, apparently,
mou, he can fuck with even a battalion of men for days.
  - Lilya, pose! - Sasha commanded, taking on the role of director
sexual performance.
  With thisLilechka threw the team with a practiced movement
your right leg through Vitya, kneeling over him, spreading
her plump thighs to the sides, and leaned towards his penis in anticipation
doing something very, very nice. Flabby but powerful breasts
hung over Vita's knees, lightly touching them with their senile
nipples.
  Carefully taking the young man's flaccid penis in his hand, he actively
wagged her butt, showing with all her appearance that she was ready to accept
with his womb.  Shura, instantly reacting, became
take some action with the back of Lily's body, oh
than Vita could only guess, because due to her extensive
he couldn’t see what Shura was doing there after all.
  And Shura freely inserted his
hard worker and, swaying back and forth, gradually accelerating the pace,
began to make the usual pushes in such cases, which he made
in my lifetime, probably at least a million.
  Lilechka began to more actively massage Vita’s penis with her hand, which caused
it began to swell gently. The sight of a swelling penis turned me on even more
Lilya, and with passionate fury she began to use her lips and tongue
awaken the brave shoot, which from such a pleasant execution
gradually came to an excited state, which is why he so diligently and
Lily sought. Now it could be felt more fully. This
It was not a limp sausage. It was a hard phallus, ready toany
for a second, powerfully shoot sperm into Lila’s mouth.
  Meanwhile, Sasha was making thrusts more and more actively,
tormenting Lily's developed anus with her hard cock,
which began to sway more clearly back and forth, which
allowed her to swallow Vita’s penis in time with her brother-in-law’s movements
deep inside himself, so that he reached right up to the larynx, then
freed him, producing competent tickling-exciting sounds with her tongue
gentle movements of the head of the penis, and again dipped the entire penis deep into
yourself.  It seemed that she was ready to swallow him, but to do so
It was possible only by biting off the penis from Vita’s body.
  “What if he takes a bite?” flashed through Vitya’s head. “And indeed:
what is this mighty elderly hulk with inserted drills worth?
clench her jaws with her teeth, and... She probably gets a kick out of it
catch it! After all, how many male maniacs kill women during...
sexual act. Why can it happen to a wife that a woman, wanting
receive perverted voluptuous sensations, will not want to take
suck your dick during a blowjob?  Or maybe she's waiting for the moment when
will sperm flow into her insatiable maw?”
  At these thoughts, a slight, imperceptible tremor ran through Vi’s body.
you, and his penis, excited by the highly experienced lady, gave out before our eyes
it withers and deflates.
  “Damn it, it’s somehow inconvenient: the old lady seems to be trying, but here
dark thoughts creep into my head. We need to get together and cover her with sperm
withtoe to head. Let him enjoy himself then. Otherwise you won’t get out of here
yes,” thought Vitya, slightly embarrassed by such an unforeseen
new turn of events.
  Meanwhile, Shura, seriously excited, puffing and groaning,
continued to rock Lilya more and more and, in the end,
Tsov, shuddering several times in a fit of ecstasy, came in her
developed anus, took out his penis from there and immediately ran away to wash it
after such a grueling session of sexual outrage, I remain
Vitya is alone with her.
  Vitya lay motionless and indifferent, with only one desire:
I wish I could quickly finish the sexual procedure and leave this bastard
cue house.
  Liliya Vasilyevna continued to excite the already softened, bending
Vitya's member stretches in different directions. Gradually, with incredible gains,
Liya managed to bring him into an upright position again, and she
she again began to suck it passionately, at times smacking her lips with pleasure.
volition and ecstatically indulging in his sexual sensations.

Leaving his penis to the mercy of fate in the power of manic yes-
we, Vitya humbly lay and tried not to allow dark thoughts,
from which, with such difficulty, the newly excited member could wither again
well, and sex, painful for Vitya, could again drag on for an indefinite period.
limited time.
  Soon he felt the burning approach of orgasm, and after a while...
which time the sperm rushed into Lily’s mouth in a powerful stream. This
moment she has toenjoy the view of the flowing background more deeply
tana, and partly, probably, so as not to choke, she took out her penis
from her mouth and began to pour the life-giving liquid on her lips, cheeks,
nose and even eyes, until her reserves in Vita’s organization dried up.
meh.
  “Well, finally,” thought Vitya, perking up slightly. -
"Now we need to culturally get out from under this monumental yes-
we. But how to do this? Okay, I won't bother. Everything goes without saying
will be resolved."  He was glad to realize that fears about
biting off the penis was in vain, and that the end of this
terrible orgy.
  Lilya continued to lick the head of the penis, carefully collecting
tongue the remaining sperm. Then she left the penis alone, which
She gradually went limp and began to lick her lips, collecting sperm from
her lips, like a cat licking the sour cream that got on her
mustache.
  Having freed Vitya from sexual capture, Liliya Vasilyevna
but fell to the side, still continuing to lick and smear
shaking with her hands the sperm that fell on her face, blissful from such a mo-
perhaps not a frequent, but familiar procedure.
  “We can get up,” thought Vitya, and immediately took advantage of
given opportunity.  He stood up slowly but decisively and
went to the bathroom, where under running warm water he could wash it off forever
this unpleasant old man's smell, which was absorbed into him during
time of committing unseemly actions.
  Byon his way, he grabbed his clothes to wash himself thoroughly and
get dressed.  So that there is not the slightest reason to return to
these terrible sex games.
  But it seemed no one was going to continue them. Sasha, dressed,
wearing a tie, was already sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee and an important look
the house was biting a cigarette.
  - Well, is everything okay?  - Seeing his friend, he asked animatedly,
that Vitya did not answer and went into the bathroom.
  Getting into the shower and feeling a gentle massage under the warm stream of water
exhausted body, he suddenly thought what bliss was, probably
what Lilya would have experienced if such a stream of
sperm from hundreds or even thousands of male pumps. "What if
gather countless men, sexually excite them
to a certain extent, surround Lilya with them on all sides and
command "or" throw out an avalanche of deciliters of sperm on her?
  “Or is it better to carry out such an execution,” Vitya fantasized, carefully
thoroughly rubbing himself with a bar of imported soap - like in the old days
the soldiers were carried through the ranks, slashed on the back with ramrods, and
Lead Lilya through the endless line of masturbating men,
each of which at the right moment, while passing by him
this hypersexual old woman, had to drain the clots of his
sperm on her immense body. Let him lick his lips then! Yes, on-
That’s right, she would never get tired of such torture,” thought Vitya,smiled slightly and finished the water procedure.
  Soon he got dressed, left the bathroom and joined
Sasha to drink coffee, which Lily had in abundance, probably
tea for receiving guests.
  After some time, Lilechka also came into the kitchen,
but also by taking a bath.
  Sasha started a conversation on some abstract topics, the essence of which
Vita was not entirely clear. Yes, he didn’t really try to get into it,
what is Shura weaving there, since he is very tired, and he is overcome by that
some wish: to quickly get home and go to bed, so that in the morning,
waking up, forget forever about the nightmare that he had today
came to experience.
  Having politely apologized that it was time to go, Sasha got up from the table
and thanked Lilya for her hospitality. She invited them somehow
Come and see her for a cup of coffee.
  So, having kindly said goodbye, Sasha and Vitya left Lilya and went out
to the street.
  It was already dark.
  - Didn’t you like it? - Sasha asked in bewilderment, noticing
Viti's sour look.
  - I think it’s wonderful... And how passionate she is! Like in the mouth
takes! - admiring Lily, he indulged in the sweet memories of Sa-
Sha and lightly patted Vitya on the shoulder.
  A pretty girl walked by.
  - Eh, now I wish I had a hut! - he followed her with his gaze, dreamily, with
Sasha said regretfully. - You see, Vitya, there is no hut, like a parish -
sometimes... - And, as if making excuses, he pointed to the house,
where are they just fromcame out.
  “If there was a hut, you and I would…” he repeated his thought.
  “No, I’ve had enough,” said Vitya. - Now go home quickly
home,” and quickened his steps.
  He really wanted to sleep.


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