Neighbour. Erotica (Юрий Буреве) - страница 2

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And the stronger he became, the more isolated he felt from the girls, and in the first moments of such a "discovery" it upset him, because he always wanted to be strong, and then the girls shun him, but then it began to amuse him, looking at beautiful girls next to guys who are not only in appearance neither they never went to the gym, but they don't know where it is, and they probably have a club card to the next liquorstore, which is why they went with drunken looks almost always all the time.

It was a residential area, and the same people went out for a walk in the evening, and most of the people knew each other by sight, although, of course, no one wanted to say hello or get to know each other by name.

– Hey, where are you going? To the library? Maxim joked when the next two friends passed by.

– Yes, then we'll go to the theater, then to the disco, – one of them answered very fervently and cheerfully.

Judging by the intonation, Max felt that "contact" had occurred, and that one of these two friends definitely did not mind getting to know each other better.

– I'm Tanya. She's Masha.

– I'm Maria.

– Okay, I'm Maxim, you can call me Max, you're Tanya, and she's Maria. Or Tatiana and Maria? – What is it? – he asked pointedly.

– I'm Tanya, she's Maria.

– Great. So where do we start our journey?

– What trip?

– Travel to the world of love and romance.

– Oh, didn't you start talking about it too early? – Tanya continued again, in front of her silent friend Masha.

– It's never too late and it's never too early, as one of the characters in the film said.

– Well, yes, but I think you're in a hurry, and my wife will soon scold you if she sees you with us.

– The wife will not scold, she is it, there is no her.

– Dead?

– I never did, so I'm free to act.

These details greatly interested the second friend, who had been silent all the time, Maria. Maxim wanted to address her as Masha, but he didn't insist, because she had already made it clear that it wasn't necessary. The conversation was just beginning, and he didn't really want to scare them off with his cheekiness or whimsy that they might think he was a lout again, who liked to sleep on his side of the bed at all times, without compromising.