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4. Denis.

The
silence was protracted.

We
ran into the kitchen and, my first desire was to run away in panic, but I
suppressed it in myself, reminding that I, in general, have long been an adult
man and the escape will look strange. Lina
also looked depressed and tried not to look at me, as if she knew what I was
dreaming about. Her
fingers squeezed the mug so hard that they became completely white. But
she did not go away and I could not and did not want to leave.

— Have you and Anna been married long ago? —  she suddenly asked, and, as if frightened of her
question, again clung to the mug, as if in the last hope.

I coughed. The question was
unexpected.

— We are
not married, — I
answered casually, when I cleared my throat. —
I suggested to her, but Anya decided that she was quite satisfied with sex with
me when she had no one. We
know each other all my life, so the wedding seemed to me logical, but … It
turned out that it turned out.

I suddenly realized. What the hell am I telling her? She’s a child at all! And
she does not need to know about our relationship with Ann.

— Can it be so?..

— How? — I asked in perplexity.

—
Well … without love, just by friendship?.. — she blushed.

I looked at the girl
with interest. Me
and earlier this question was occupied, but then it became all the same, especially
when I realized that it was very bad for the girls.

—
It turns out that you can, — I answered after a brief pause. Then smiled.

—
When more than five years you can not find yourself a girl, you become glad and
such.

And again I was surprised. Why am I telling this to her? What has
come over me, I have never been frank with anyone. And why? Ann
already knows me, but I have no more friends.

Angelina sighed.

— Sorry. I do not know why I started
to ask. Just
thought, if you are her husband, you are unlikely to be happy with the presence
of someone else’s house.

I waved it off.

— Even if Anya brings a regiment of soldiers
here, it will not matter to me … And let’s all on you, otherwise I feel too
old.

The girl
nodded and stood up.

-Perhaps I’ll go … Good night!

— Good night, — I said.

In the
kitchen, I sat for quite a while before it began to grow light. Rubbed fingers nervously on the
countertop; nibbled
knuckles and was afraid to admit that I wanted to go to Angelina’s room.

Persuaded
myself not to succumb to a rush — why this little girl to me, when in the next
room a mature woman is sleeping, with whom we have known for a long time what
we need from each other.

Yes,
and remembering all my relationships with women, I doubted that it would be at
least something, even despite our age difference.

It grew lighter. I
wearily rubbed the bridge of my nose, reminding myself that I still needed to
work all day. Finally
got up from the table and went to my apartment.

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Chapter 3. Lina.

I do not
know how Anya could persuade my sister. But,
judging by the fact that my sister pushed me out of the apartment and almost
hit the door with joy, Anya’s words could find the right ones. Probably,
I should have felt completely unnecessary, but I was happy.
**
The
front door slammed and I heard a man’s voice. Is
Anna’s husband? Perhaps I need to go out and say
hello? I
hope he’s not against a stranger in the house … Although, whom I deceive…

In the
corridor, I saw Anya, who hung around the man’s neck. He
told her something quickly and she laughed rather.
— Denis, you really are a
genius! They
did not agree for half a year, and you could break them, these damned
bureaucrats. Is
the exhibition still going?
— I’m a genius, yes, — he carefully lowered her
to the floor. —
It remains to wait until August and …
He fell silent when he
saw me.

—
Hello,— I said slowly, looking at him.

He
was … strange. Swarthy,
black-haired, with a long aristocratic nose and completely unreal eyes. How
can a person have so transparent green eyes that even seem yellow?

He held out his hand to
me.
— Denis.
I held out my hand in return. The hand was hot, with rough skin.
I
literally burned his touch, my head hit like a hammer and my knees slightly
bent. My
heart refused to fight at all, and then I clearly felt it beating in my chest,
trying to break my chest. Is
there always so little air here?

It
seems that the man experienced practically the same feelings, because he
hastily pulled his hand away and turned away, but I managed to see how he
blushed.

It seems,
these will be very difficult days.
**
The door creaked. I was already waiting for him. He leaned
over me, trying to find my lips in the dark. Men’s hands
slid over their thighs and pulled me closer. He had a
heavy breathing and he obviously struggled to restrain himself. Long
fingers slid on the inside of the thighs and I moaned. There
was something endlessly pleasant, straining and at the same time relaxing in
these caresses; from the kisses, my
head was spinning and there was not enough air. Denis’s
eyes, dimly lit from the window, seemed quite yellow, like a wolf.
Closer, closer …
— Denis … — I
said hoarsely and …
…awoke.
What? What was it?
Erotic sleep? But why Denis? Yes, he is my senior
at least as fit! Why
do I, a sixteen-year-old girl, dream of a man who was not too young in his
first erotic dream?
I
hardly got out of bed and went to the window, pressing my hand to my hot
forehead. Yes, maybe
Denis is really beautiful, but he’s old! And besides, he’s already busy. So why him? What
happened with me?
It
seems I need to drink some water and try to calm down, in the hope that this is
just a stupid dream.

The same time. Denis.

Anna,
as always, has stretched on a bed, having left to me a narrow strip on the very
edge. Balancing
to avoid falling, I tried to drive Angelina out of my head. But
she did not come from my thoughts, blocking almost everything herself. These
gray eyes conquered me, I literally drowned in them and, if their owner at
least five years older, I would have taken a chance. But
Angelina was only sixteen and I furiously tried to shove her image out of my
head.

It
seems that I managed to fall asleep or began to suffer from sleepwalking? I
do not remember how I found myself in the room that the girl was currently
occupied with, but she was already waiting for me by the door. Pale
skin glowed in the dim light from the window, a slender body pressed against
me, pressing myself into me as much as if her life depended on it. I
grabbed her with one hand, running the second into her hair, soft, like a
child. Yes,
she was a child, I understood this perfectly, but I could not tear myself away
from her lips; could not help
but iron her body; flowed into a
puddle, when her hands touched me.
—
Denis, — she said hoarsely, — Denis…

… And I
woke up, still falling from the bed. Anya did not even wake up. I
gently brushed the brushes, checking them for bruises and sighed with relief. The
excitement went off with difficulty, and, it seems, I could now quite rush into
Angelina’s room, not in a dream, but in reality.

It
seems I need to drink to start the water and try to calm down.

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Chapter 2.Lina.

I
opened my eyes and stared at the white ceiling. Where
I am? I
walked through the park, then abruptly went dark eyes and what’s next?
Carefully
I turned my head and saw a drip. In the
hospital? I’m in the hospital? What am I doing here? Oh, probably
when fainted, I was taken to the ambulance. But in the hospital
too … at home, or what?
I tried to sit up. Dizzy,
and I was afraid that once again going to faint.
— You’re awake! —
The door came a woman’s voice, and I slowly turned my head.
It
was the most beautiful woman of all that I have ever seen. Tall, red-haired, with
crafty brown eyes. These
do exist and calmly walking the streets?

She
sat on the chair standing near and asked:
— How do you feel? We
are terribly frightened when you fainted, well, that there were no tremors.
— How I spent here? — I interrupted the woman and
looked out the window. — Already
evening…
-Several
hours — replied a man’s voice.  In the
room squeezed man in a doctor coat.
— Artyom, — happy woman. — And where are you lost Denis?
—
Hung up on him some work, but it is too dull today, annoyed.

He
took off his neck and began a tonometer to measure my blood pressure.
— Normal, — he winked at
me. —
Well, girl, you, probably, parents all over the city looking for, tell
numbered, call and soothe.
I looked longingly out the
window. I
wonder if suddenly jump up and run, they will have time to grab me? And if I ever
slowing-down-to-door with a weakness?
— Girl, what are you
silent? — Man squeezed my
shoulder. — Is there
a problem at home? ..
—
Wait a minute, Artyom, — she pushed him away and sat down on the bed. — Go away, please, I’ll
talk.

Grumbling,
he left the room and I freely sighed. I do not like
strangers, especially men.
— Well,
let’s first start — she smiled. —
My name is Anna, and you?
— Angelina, Lina, — I
muttered. I do not
like your name, especially complete. How is it possible
to call it a child?
— Wonderful name — was
delighted Anne. —
I did not like my never too easy and common.
We
have some more time talking on abstract themes, and then she gently asked:
—
But still, your parents are probably worried, because already late.
—
No, do not worry — I pulled  knees up to
chin. — I … Well,
in general, an orphan, it turns out? My
father died when I was three months old, and my mother … — I made a face — a
month ago. I live with
my sister, she was already an adult. And she just do not care
what happened to me and where I am. A
week ago, she invited us to live with her boyfriend and the bastard this
morning trying to pester me until my sister was at work. I escaped and ran away. And not going to come back.

I
blurted it all Anna and was surprised — why do I tell this strange woman? Wiped her wet
cheeks — I did not even notice that the crying! — and defiantly looked at her. I do not care what she thinks about
me. Do I
worry about it right now?
The
woman stroked my hair, and I suddenly burst into tears, burying her in the
shoulder. She
gently rocked me like a child and stroked her back, whispering soothing words
to me.

The same evening. Dennis.
—
You’re so thoughtful, — suddenly said Anya. Her
knees squeezed my ribs and his hand gently stroked my cheek.
— You
know, this girl does not go out of my head — I said. — And what you suggested
it — too.
—
The pretty girl — stretched Ann — like a doll. And you would be able to leave her?
— I do not know. But
invite her to live with you, because she has family problems … but who am I
to judge? I
basically people are not so much.
—
Maybe I can make amends for the fact that my parents did not dare to do then
..?
—
Maybe — I replied absently, stroking her thigh.
 Angelina, then …

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Chapter 1. Dan.

— No, no and one more time no. Would you like even so — Luke, I
am your father. Nooo!
—
You’re so boring — admired my personal headache. —
Dennis, you’re now thirty years old, and you’re going to sit at home all day?
— I’m going to — I said vengefully. — It is one and still get drunk. And all without you.
— No, — my eternal friend pulled me by the sleeve, — so it is impossible. On the
street the summer, and you want to spend all day in the apartment. You do not want to
go anywhere, go through the park. I will save you from depression!
— And who of us bore, Ann? — I had no
choice but to go for it.
And
yes, my name is Dennis, I’m thirty now and it’s not the happiest day of my
life.
**
In the park we went
through quite a bit. Then
Anya stopped and whined.
— More steps do
not pass, I’m tired.
— And who asked you
to wear studs? — I looked at
her shoes. — Did you
not try to wear sneakers?
—
Sneakers unfeminine — she shot back and dragged me to the nearest bench.
On
the sun-warmed bench she stretched like a cat and pressed his back to me. I
hugged her and pressed his cheek against her hair.
— You’re so sad today, really because of the birth? — without turning around,
she said.
— How many years do you know
me? — I said sourly. — I’m thirty and I do
not like girls.
—
Well, it’s not your fault, — a friend said gently. — But I love you, you is not
enough? You know, let’s go home? Draw
the rest of the day in bed, how do you such an idea?
I smiled. He
leaned over her, almost touching her lips and whispered:
— Great
idea.
She closed her eyes, put her arms around my neck, hand and I almost kissed her,
when the corner of my eye saw a passing fragile teenage girl waved her hands
and fell to the ground awkwardly. I shook Ann and ran to
her.
I leaned over
her and stab in the heart. Anya
shouted into the receiver mobile, trying to call an ambulance.

What a fun day
today.

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