Edik, the same man Masha was now sharing the bed with, so far, it seems he hasn't had her half to death. Masha came to such a conclusion on the simple ground that she had not yet lost her ability to think calmly and soberly.
When Edik was textbooks putting her on herself, she did experience some short-term discomfort. It's like gynecological manipulation when two weeks earlier a doctor at a district women's clinic was installing Masha's antediluvian contraceptive diaphragm. Ignoring her shouting (she wanted it!)) and did not hesitate to equip the doctor with her gynecological glands - namely, a special mirror for examination of virgins, because the case of abortion in Masha's medical records, of course, There was no... Edik, too, ignored her screams, breathed noisily, snotted, and then suddenly he sobbed and discharged himself into Masha, throwing common unborn children into a reliable, like the domestic anti-tank Radiolab, imported rubber barrier.
- Did you feel good, love? - He asked Masha after each passing time, which was only six.
Six times Edik injected his fluid into her flesh without suspecting the poor man of the anti-tank fence.
- What does "good" mean, Edik? - She was asking around, shrugging her shoulders in a chilly fashion.
How did she know what was good - as, however, and what was bad - if the only serious sexual impression took place almost a year ago at school.
- What happened to that bastard? - Edik asked when he was full of himself.
- You're a bastard yourself," Masha said.
- Okay," Edik humbled himself, "by the way he...
- He and I had our ideological differences. I wanted to influence him positively, to change his mind. After all, he just read it to Bakunin... On the first day, we ran to the White House. He wanted to see how gacacapists would storm him. And I immediately guessed that nothing like that was going to happen... We had a lot of arguments, and we were interested in each other. And then we went to his house...
That trusting conversation between the newlyweds ended. Masha never told Edik how she felt sorry for and felt sorry for the "bastard" who had been overwhelmed by the school system and his parents - the shooters of perestroika from the Department of Marxism-Leninism at Moscow State University, who tried with the best of intentions to inspire their son with the basics of "new thinking". And the boy read not only Bakunin but also a bed. He was a year older than Masha and failed with his Bakunin in the institute. Drunk on cheap wine at his home, they fell on the couch in his cluttered software room, and he was extremely gentle to seize Masha under the orgasmic cracking of the automatic queues that began to be distributed from the Garden Ring, which was in direct line of sight from his window. So it wasn't the elevator that was the case, as Daddy had supposed.
So it wasn't the elevator that was the case, as Dad supposed. Although the dreaded leather pants undoubtedly appeared here. Then they jumped up and ran outside to watch the events unfold. On the wall of the house someone had already managed to take out the sprayer "On the Kremlin - without a miss!" and "Kommunyak - on the lanterns!" ... And two months later, the boy became pregnant in the army, from where he escaped to fight in Transnistria, where he folded his head, struck by a bullet of a Romanian shooter. And Masha, a schoolgirl, with the help of her father and Kyiv's vivisector, meanwhile killed their common child.
Edik fell out of the bathroom, where he was just taking a shower, and he had a red terry towel wrapped around his thighs. His shoulders and chest were covered with black curly hair, his wet freckled skin shone, and his face was dotted with bright red pimples. Looking at her husband, Masha came to the quite objective conclusion that if he had at least some resemblance of a chin, and his nose was a little shorter, he probably wouldn't have been so bad. It was also a lush hair foliage...