History - "Strange Love".

Around 1998 I wrote this story and
threw it into the net. Someone didn’t believe it: “WW removed-
they charge for 200 bucks..." (quote), someone
called and asked for the address :)... In general
the thing is certainly controversial and quite controversial
attentive. But I repeat once again for those
who doesn’t believe: IT REALLY HAPPENED!

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            "Strange Love"

  This story, I repeat: a story, not
falls within the framework in which I myself
imprisoned (as a writer), meanwhile...

 “And yet,” the boss caught up with me, “
what happened there?
 “Where is it?” I didn’t understand.
 - Well, yesterday with the director of the cultural center.
 Mentally swearing, I began to tell
to call, the story that has already killed me, about
the deaf director who ran over me
because I was extreme...
 - Yura, I don’t understand what the barrels are for now
rolling towards me? You left, you left everything
the way the director saw it, and I just
turned up at the wrong time, in the wrong place.
 - I understand everything, but why did you have to deal with him?
complain?
 - Well, forgive me! I don't care who he is, dir-
ector or cleaning lady. First of all, he
man and the conversation should not have started with
shouting: “Who are you!”, and from normal people
human questions, without raising your voice.
And it was as if he had caught me. It's good that
at least he didn’t grab him by the shirt, although, apparently,
there was such a desire...
 Yura waved his hand and left. Irealized that the rest
felt misunderstood...
 Cursing internally, I quickly twisted
cords, arranged the microphones and, bypassing the actors,
went out into the street without saying goodbye.
 Light rain and evening darkness led
I'm in a more or less normal state.
 - Oh, now if only I could drink beer and everything would be fine -
“It was going back to normal,” a sweet thought flashed through.
 There were exactly three three hundred in my pocket. This
it was even less than one third of what was needed...
 Sighing, I made a face with an ax and slowly
walked home through the city at night, dreaming of
to retaliate against at least one of your acquaintances, or,
which suited my fussy
mood, find the beginning and give some
give some gopnik a slap in the face.
 Choosing the hottest places, I slowly
walked along the wet asphalt, at times specially
splashing through the puddles. Passing by all sorts of
youth parties I internally shrank into
anticipation of an attack or even decisive
falling on me. Gas canister in pocket
I didn’t squeeze harder, my thumb was sore
on the trigger lever from the desire to press down,
but they only looked at me and didn’t
le...
 “No, today is not my day,” flashed,
already a boring thought. I quickened my pace and decided
hurry up and get home...
 - Oh damn! But there’s nothing to eat at home. Everything is de-
ngi fucked up, like now two more weeks from
to live on three thousand? - I almost ruined-
uttered a three-story obscenity out loud.
 “Young man,” was heard behind the back.
Noah, - won't you walk me home?
 Iturned around. Slender lady, about thirty years old,
very pleasant looking.
 - How far is it? - I muttered displeasedly.
 - Right behind this house.
 - And for a hundred meters you need my help?
 - The area is not calm here...
 “Almost the center,” I interrupted. I don't care at all
smiled to see her home, and soberly
you sound like glass.
 - Is it really that difficult?
 - Listen, I don’t know who you are, but guess-
I'm sure you need it. It's an old trick: you
take me around the corner, there are a couple of ambas waiting there
fishing with shockers. I'm being "shoeed" and...
 - Just a detective! - The lady was delighted.
 - Yeah, but I have three in my pocket.
three hundred, my jacket is already torn, my boots
Although they are intact, they were also not bought yesterday. And
I'm actually in a terrible mood today.
 - What is it? - persistently getting involved in
the lady inquired about the conversation.
 - “Can I send it right away?” - flashed
thought.
 “I’m JUST IN A BAD MOOD,” replies.
I freaked out and quickened my pace.
 - Maybe I can help with something?
 “Listen,” I stopped, “What do you want?”
do you need me?
 “You,” the lady came close and pressed
with your whole body.
 I was a little stunned. If she were homeless
ha or ugly - everything would be clear... But
the lady was clearly one of those people who “Live in step with
its era." Well dressed, pretty,
not even drunk.
 “However...” I stammered.
 - Strange turn of events? - Smiled
lady.
 - No, this is from the realm of male illusions.
Every man dreams that he would be hereyes,
A rich lady hooked up right on the street.
 - So ?
 - What exactly ?
 -Will you walk me home?
 - To the entrance...
 - To bed!
 I was stunned again and seemed to even blush.
 - Funny proposal... - I suddenly felt...
It was disgusting to the point of vomiting, - But I’m going home.
 - How many ?
 - Do you want to buy me? - I felt sm-
really.
 - Fifty dollars.
 “Cheap...” I chuckled, although I almost
blurted out "I agree!" - I needed money
desperately...
 - However! - The lady was surprised, - I still
and I persuade... Okay, a hundred.
 “Two hundred,” I sang cheerfully, slowly
covered in cold sweat.
 - Well, you're not worth that much! - Confident pr-
said the lady.
 - How is that? Well, I'm for less, even
I won't take you home. But I will remember...
 - Okay, you intrigued me. Here you go
a hundred,” the lady handed over a hundred bucks, “the rest—
you'll get the rest after...
 - Geum... Immediately!! - I blurted out, (To be so impudent
really get impudent!)
 - What if you don’t live up to my hopes?
 - I think I’ll justify... - (I don’t think anything -
May, but a hundred is already in my hand!!!)
 - This is the first time I’ve seen someone so self-confident.
young man. Okay, here you go.
 - OK! - I felt like I was getting into
adventure, but curiosity tore me apart
parts. Nothing like this in my life yet
never happened. Fuck a woman for two hundred ba-
ksov!!!
 Taking my hand, the lady confidently led me
to your home. They walked in silence. I was silently freaking out. On-
the end of the head cracked the idea that I was nobody
notwarned.
 - Sorry...
 “Natalia,” the lady introduced herself.
 - Natalya... I need to call, warn-
eat.
 - There is a telephone at home.
 - Is there anything to eat?
 - And eat and drink. Don't worry I know
than to take you.
 - Us ? - I mentally rejoiced at the presence
condom in your pocket.
 Entering the elevator, she stood opposite me and
the emphasis began to look into my eyes. It is necessary to
knowing that it was hard to hold her gaze
But at the same time, nothing gave away her sum-
consequences or something similar. Lightweight
smile on her face - apparently she was amused too
this whole situation.
 Opening the door, she let me in first.
Seeing the hallway, and then the luxurious three-room
a comfortable apartment, richly furnished, I
xo awesome.
 - Do you live alone?
 “Almost,” a huge ro- jumped out of the kitchen
tveller. Sniffing me noisily, he sighed and
lay down right at my feet.
 - Yeah...
 - Don't be afraid, it's Luke. The hatch is in place!
 - For me, even if he is Barbos. But the teeth
This does not make him any less.
 “That’s right,” Natalya smiled, “He’s
I have a very cruel disposition, but fanatically
listens to me. So don't be naughty, otherwise he
knows his stuff...
 - Thank you, I calmed you down.
 - Okay, call. I'm off to the kitchen now.
 While I was trying to make up a story,
on the phone, a smell came from the kitchen, from which
who was drooling. Having hastily excused myself
I hung up and went into the kitchen.
 She was taking something out of the oven. Her district is
the naked ass made me verypleasant sensations
Sorry, which I was glad about - there will be no need
rape yourself. Her body and face were accessible
it evoked very specific desires.
 Noticing that I was looking at her, Natalya
grinned.
 - Am I worth the money I paid you?
 I didn’t quite understand the meaning, but having hidden the blessed
new smile, nodded.
 - What will you drink? Champagne, cognac...
 “Beer,” I interrupted, “If there is no beer, then
nothing.
 - Beer ? - She thought for a second,
Tom opened the refrigerator from which she took
put two bottles...
 - Red Bull?! - I've been wanting to try for a long time
What kind of beer is this?
 - Will it do?
 Instead of answering, I took the bottle and, as usual,
He brought it to his teeth. Thank God she won't see
ate like I screwed up - the bottle turned out to be with
twist...
 - So, - We sat opposite each other,
between us stood Olivier salad, chicken, pa-
shtets and other yummy things, - For getting to know each other
if I may put it that way,” she smiled.
and clinked a glass of champagne against mine
a bottle (out of habit, I refused a glass -
Xia).
 We drank in silence. I felt awkward
in everything. She silently put me some salad and
something else. She poured herself some more champagne.
ansky.
 - What’s your name? - Finally fun
Natalya asked.
 “Alfred,” I blurted out, the first thing that came
to mind.
 - It's funny! - Natalya smiled. - Well then
Well, Alfred, tell me who you are and what you are?
 - Why do you need this? - Damn Bull tight
cracked my brain, - That’s how Icoming
and leaving...
 - No, you're just silent.
 “I’m not silent, I’m observing,” a catchphrase.
did not produce the desired effect. Boring
Yawning, Natalya looked reproachfully.
 - Well, what are your thoughts on this?
 - Yes, so... Listen, why did you choose
exactly me? I'm not so handsome, and around
there are a lot more guys who are free
you would have been served, well, at least,” I nodded
on the table - for this dinner.
 - I didn’t want to look for a long time, but you’re quite in
my taste, long hair, tall, and,
On top of everything else, he’s also daring. me this
turns on.
 - Do you want to tell me why?
 - Well ?
 - You are rich, you have everything except...
 - Except ?
 - Nature laughed evilly at you, giving
beautiful female body, but forgetting about attraction
attitude towards men. Or rather, it exists, but physically
This is not moral at all. You can't
surrender to the power of love, you find yourself
at work,” I jotted down an article from memory
some newspaper.
 - Well, well... Psychologist. All this is me without you
I know. But this also has its pleasant side.
they - I'm free...
 - And you can buy anyone you want. See-
I'm not the first and not even the last.
 “That’s right,” Natalya smiled.
 - Doesn’t SUCH freedom bother you?
 - I'm used to it.
 - You can feel it. It doesn't even bother you -
aet. You bought me like a piece of meat
market... - Me, as always, after beer,
carried into philosophy. Natalya silently, lightly
with what smile she listened to my nonsense, which
imoamused her.
 Feeling like I'm really starting
talk nonsense, I shut up mid-sentence.
 - What next?
 - Next, take the second bottle from me.
 - That's right, otherwise something is bothering you. I don't
against your conversations, but, sorry, I'm for-
I didn’t pay you for this at all!
 - I haven’t eaten anything since the morning, and this beast is already
painfully vigorous, - I swallowed a direct os-
writhing.
 “Eat,” hiding the bottle in the refrigerator,
Natalya laughed.
 “Thank you,” I leaned on the chicken. She is silent
watched me brutally tear apart
grill and stuff healthy pieces into my
mouth I was eating and thinking how to behave
with her later... How to start?
 Fat hands led me to a brilliant we-
sli. Having made my face as serious as possible, I pr-
stretched his hand across the table and touched his finger
ami to her lips. She seemed to be waiting, softly
grabbed them with her lips. The strategy turned out to be
rna. Getting up from the table, I slowly unbuttoned
gave her a robe. Not too big, but still
rather seductive breasts appeared in
my fat palms. Without hesitation, she
first she unbuttoned my shirt, then my shirt
ki dropped lower...

 To describe further would be to break
self-image as a serious person
oveke is not a porn story. No sea
or none of this. Everything described can
may seem dirty and disgusting to some...
 I tend to think that the whole world is crazy
old house, where only the outer walls are cut out
shens are yellow, andвнутри...

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