Fictionmania, Thumbzilla, Heaven666: Story

Detached view of his reflection in the mirror, she looked at him. He lay on the other bed naked and smoking cigars.
She definitely liked his face, his strong shoulders and chest. Like to look at it ... in such a calm, and of an entirely happy. Confidence in this too was enjoyable.
Still, it was so strange that she returned again and again to this idea. Strangely, it was to see him here, in their own bed. It was a false and thereby close odnovremenno.Ona met him over the years, they exchanged smiles and greetings unchanged, although his name she learned only recently. Yes, actually, and their acquaintance, or rather, it was the recent rapprochement. And before that ... at a time when they often go by and they still have time for real romance and god knows what else ... just nothing happened. Each rotated on its orbit, which took almost no peresekalis.Ona extended his cigar and proslediv his movement toward the door, pomorschivshis, breathed bitter smoke. Smiled. She was happy. Satisfied all occurring at this moment in this room. She was good. And she knew that such moments are remembered forever. Besides, it has become extremely грустно.До arrival, it became more frequent evening at home. The reason was absurd on its own accord - she did not want to miss any of his phone call. And it is often called. At various times during the day. She did not know it is good or bad, because soon felt attachment to these calls. His voice on the phone sounded distinctly, but it always felt that he - from afar. And that, too, was strange. He was not released, and it was not so much ryadom.Ona not told him about himself. I did not intend to speak. She thought that it will spare them from addiction. His nerasskazannoe past it believed bastion of independence. And despite the desperate desire to keep your distance, it does want to tell. And why not? Living up to its meeting with him was intensive and interesting. It happened many beautiful stories, even in art facilitate decent shape, and she sinned from time to time.
But last week it threatened ... this idea, but do not do it: it happened, as saying "Now everything has changed." And the untold goods have become dismissals. Not that she thought she wants or does not want to tell it like to see all this nerasskazannogo simply did not exist. Everything she leleyala proud and memory and how rapidly became something to lose its value for it. And in this case to tell - it would be akin to how young for the second time in the fall, she broke her first letter favorite. But then recalled that the then always on the zhalela.Stranno ... All of this was like a coincidence. Accidents she loved, but knew that in fact they do not exist.
But polutemnom corridor directly in front of her departure, they have exactly coincidence. I only on the card with his phone numbers she read his name. I bid already calling it.
This time she came back with a well zapomnila.On a glass of wine in his hand. For her. Vivaldi music began. The mirror reflected candles and red roses in vases. She did not like to drink. She was full of this intimate solemnity that had prevailed in the room.
They hugged. It was so pleased to pull its entire body, which immediately responded to his care. As if she taught him how, and that she likes it or read her thoughts, and sometimes even guess what she and podstupatsya not solved. "He opened me like Columbus America" - it is not remembered. where the phrase, but smiled their associations.
What? It seems it about something asked her, but she is so deeper into their thought that even overwhelmed by the sound of his voice.
This is a voice. He talked about it all. Hardness and confidence. Sila. In doing so, he was classically low and velvety, like a benchmark enchanting. When he was making its tender invented his nickname on the phone, she felt a calm and adult at the same time serenely happy as ребенок.Нет, all the same was not true. Something that happened even earlier. Yes, at the precise moment she knew or felt ... it would not have been able to articulate that, but this was the very moment. During the call, he suddenly took her by the arm. She was surprised that he dared, and in the same minute felt that liked him. Always. Hand it is not otnyala.On, skolznuv kiss on her breast, all inclined lower and lower, and she has not seen him. It curved arch zaprokinula and head back. Yes, she wanted exactly etogo.Prosnuvshis, she tried to catch instantly uletuchivsheesya dream, but not retained any memory of a single image, there remain only some blissfully feeling. He immediately opened his eyes, sensing its movement and tightly embraced, not wishing to go.
She already knew that would tell him at the station, but perhaps it was not all
They had one more day.