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Administr@tor. Book One Fifth. Veronica

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    Very bad translation. But better that than nothing. For a good translation, I should have more than one thing. Or free time or money. Now my situation is not possible to neither the one nor the other. And, as always, my apologies for the error. By the way, they made a software translation program, but not me. Sorry. Maybe someday something...

Chapter 1.

      -Why did you not want to take an urn with the ashes of the home, to their homeland? -asked Gladyshev. He probably didn't even know that moment Veronica could no longer tolerate it.
      After the funeral of her husband Veronica felt suddenly wild, intolerable otvar?enie to its satellite.
      Gladyshev was her now totally like never before. Disgusted was intolerably so intolerable that it even looked hard at his side.
      "God, as I am with him still in bed from?! Where my eyes staring?! "-I thought to myself, trying not to look in the direction of Gladysheva, while they were on track from the crematorium.
      In addition it simply was throttled down by a bitter, the underlying offence. No, not on it specifically, not to Gladysheva. It pornimala that Gladyshev-just a fool, jester pea. But this buffoon shot her husband, albeit inadvertently, and now strolled about as if nothing happened, moving away from the crematorium, where just burned his former patron and her husband.
      Maybe Veronica zlilas? themselves, on their fate. Something inside it, podskazyvalo it now wouldn't be so as it was before! Will the carefree life when she could spend money as much as wanted. Now, probably her, as before, before marriage have to take a penny, choosing excruciatingly long where they spend that other more expensive lipstick or piece of sausages ...
      Äà, îíà çëèëàñü íà ñâîþ ñóäüáó, êîòîðàÿ ïî÷åìó-òî ðåøèëà âäðóã ñíîâà ïîâåðíóòüñÿ ê íåé çàäíèöåé. È Ãëàäûøåâ áûë ÷àñòüþ ýòîé ñóäüáû. Åñëè áû íå îí, òî Áåãåìîò áûë äî ñèõ ïîð æèâ, è å¸ áåççàáîòíîìó ñóùåñòâîâàíèþ òåïåðü áû, êàê è ïðåæäå, íè÷åãî íå óãðîæàëî. Ïîýòîìó íåîñîçíàííîé ÷àñòüþ íåñòåðïèìîãî îòâðàùåíèÿ, êîòîðîå îíà òåïåðü èñïûòûâàëà ê Ãëàäûøåâó, áûëà òà óãðîçà å¸ ïîøàòíóâøåìóñÿ ïîëîæåíèþ, êîòîðàÿ èñõîäèëà îò íåãî. Îíà å¸ ÷óâñòâîâàëà âñåì ñâîèì ñóùåñòâîì. Õîòÿ óãðîçà óæå ïåðåøëà ïðèâåäåíà â äåéñòâèå, îñóùåñòâèëàñü â ïðîøëîì, íî ó Âåðîíèêè áûëî òàêîå îùóùåíèå, ÷òî îíà ãíåçäèòüñÿ ãäå-òî â áóäóùåì è óãðîæàåò åé îòòóäà. Åé êàçàëîñü, ÷òî åñëè ñåé÷àñ îíà íå èçáàâèòüñÿ îò Ãëàäûøåâà, òî â áóäóùåì å¸ æäóò áîëüøèå íåïðèÿòíîñòè. Îíà ïðîñòî íå ïîíèìàëà, ïðîñòî íå õîòåëà ïîíèìàòü, ÷òî íåïðèÿòíîñòè óæå íà÷àëèñü, ìåõàíèçì êàðìè÷åñêîé ðàñïëàòû óæå áûë çàïóùåí, è èçàáèëàñü áû îíà îò Ãëàäûøåûà èëè íåò - ýòî íè÷åãî áû óæå íå èçìåíèëî â å¸ áóäóùåé ñóäüáå. Âîçìîæíî, äàæå íàïðîòèâ, ïðèñóòñòâèå Ãëàäûøåâà êàê-òî ìîãëî áûòü åé íà ïîëüçó, âåäü îíà ñîáèðàëàñü îñòàòüñÿ ñîâñåì îäíà â ÷óæîì ãîðîäå, îãðîìíîì ìåãàïîëèñå, ãäå è ðîäñòâåííèêè-òî, ïîä÷àñ, äðóãó äðóãó íå íóæíû, íå òî ÷òî ïîñòîðîííèå. Îäíàêî ïðîâèíöèàëüíàÿ áåñïå÷íîñòü, êîòîðîé åé íå áûëî ïðè÷èíû ëèøàòüñÿ, ïîñêîëüêó íèêàêîãî íåãàòèâíîãî îïûòà, ñâçÿàííîãî ñ îäèíî÷åñòâîì â íåîáúÿòíîì ìåãàïîëèñå, êîòîðûé ñàì áûë, êàê öåëàÿ ñòðàíà, òîëêàëà å¸ íà íåîáäóìàííûå è ëåãêîìûñëåííûå øàãè.
      Veronica nothing like to think. Gladyshev was it totally.
      -I look at you increased GAB today noted Veronica, interrupting their reflections and turning to nadoevšemu and oprotivivšemu her satellite. -But too and I'll answer. And I hope that it's your last question for today. I think it would be nicer to subsist in the capital, where he killed than lying in the land on which his killer-defects.
      With these words Veronica stopped, turned and threw a last look at the remaining distance tombstone and then strongly went away, to leave the cemetery crematorium.
      Gladyshev followed her, and now all her thoughts were employed as away anybody this not fancied and oprotivivšego her escort. He pootstal, and because Veronica had to wait for him at the entrance of the cemetery. She stopped his gesture of the hand.
      We today we drive from the hotel: I need money, threw him Veronica. --I'm not going to you contain did JOra. So, gladyshev, the hotel can even come back ... but no, zaberÊš? their swag, and svalivaj. You got me no longer intere?sueš? as not interested in ever. I hope that tomorrow will cross our paths never, my little idiotik. Frankly, I expected gladyshev, from you what you want, just not the pigs, which you got me there by: Rob immediately and husband, and livelihood. To whom I now need? I am not crying because cry out tears in these last night! Pig! You made me an orphan and left my child without a father.
      She spoke quickly, without zapinki, without stopping, with such confidently that has long been rehearsing and this question and this scene.
      -A child? -surprised Gladyshev.
      -Such that start when the man and woman slept.
      -You will have a baby?! -Gladyshev delighted and became her even omerzitel?nej.
      Yes, unfortunately, replied she him discoursing, poskoroee finish with it. But, thank God, not from you, Gladyshev.
      Veronica unfolded and went away. It kablu?ki cokali metal on asphalt. Some sixth sense she felt like she had on the back of the eye that he was in disarray and confusion stayed in place, parting with her gaze. It seemed that it got from him forever, and Veronica sighed with relief. And although Gladyshev rushed followed, she already knew. That alone.
      Approaching highway, Veronica habit raised his hand to catch a taxi, but immediately lowered her she recollected that now she will have to reckon with the new reality: take and save money. Veronica turned and headed towards the bus stop.
      Gladyshev plÊlsÁ somewhere behind.
      An hour later, they joined, keys, entered the room, which they occupied before with Gladyševym. In the head already vertelis? do, where to put what sort of things make and which throw at musorku.
      Entered Gladyshev. He silently collected their swag and burknuv under the nose "Goodbye!" disappeared behind the door numbers, leaving her life forever.
      Vale! Wali! -to Black River City him Veronica, on the go, not even obernuvšsi?, delovavito and prošagivaÁs? by number and selecting here and there a scattered things.
      When the door behind Gladyševym closed, she came up, shut its key to he suddenly not vzdumal return.
      Now she plØhnulas? the bed and let yourself relax, deliberating, how to get home.
      A few minutes, maybe even half an hour she lay, easily and thoughtlessly staring at the ceiling, occasionally listening to deaf steps in the hallway outside the door. It is worried that Gladyshev can come back and start to hurt that he had no money.
      "Incidentally podbit? grandmother!"-thought Veronica, and moved one after the other for travel bag.
      Present at the funeral of friends, acquaintances and relatives of the Hippo, not all, however, were so kind to her, and now it's in the hands of three dozen sotennyh dollar banknotes. Veronica became count of how many it'll change right now at the bottom, the Exchange in the foyer of the hotel to have enough for travel and for the first time at home. The rest of the money she cleaned away in handbag being swept them into a small secret karman?ik. It seemed that it ukryla money very reliably of attacks on them on the way to the train station and train, if such suddenly occur. "Apparently, will have to take a taxi, thinks she okidyvaÁ view their stuff: two large suitcases and bags. In a bus or Metro I, all is not doedu! "
      Veronica scored by phone number: administratorši
      -Please, at six o'clock, order a taxi on the Kiev station I asked it has.
      You that exit? -asked TA.
      -Yes, carefree responded Veronica. -I need to order tickets on the train and money should be exchanged dollars.
      -I am now to you climb "in response to the handset.
      Veronica shrugged and carry suitcases in prho?uØ numbers. Train remained even two hours.
      Upravivšis? with Veronica came up to the window and look down on the street.
      Around was deep fall somewhere lying already small islets wet melting snow. Near Metro suetilas? a huge crowd of people. Further in the fog ugadyvalis? paths central entrance to the exhibition.
      Tried to open the Door, but it was locked from the inside. Then a persistant knock as though Veronica IDF barricaded themselves inside the room and long time somebody was. Knock was a diligent and unpleasant. This is a bit polosnulo Veronica on the nerves.
      -Go go-cried it through an entire room, trying to placate someone outside the door. -Yes anyone out there a jittery.
      Behind the door was administratorša, which Veronica has just called on the phone. Her face was somehow an intense. It carefully and closely vsmatrivalas? in the eyes of Veronica, and something she was going to steal. Behind the administratorši program.
      -Can I come in? -asked administratorša as though Veronica was not her in the room.
      -Of course-girl missed servants hotels inside.
      Administratorša gone in crowded rooms, okinula view collected and ready for the outflow of suitcases. Porter followed her indecision, mÁlsÁ. The woman was held in a room and stopped in the Middle, apparently waiting for the perfect Veronica.
      Girl plØhnulas? on bed before administratoršej, polurazvalivšis?, podperev head elbow.
      Administratorša staring at it closely, then said:
      -Do you debt per room, you have to pay!
      Veronica exactly cold shower okatili. She even climbed out of bed and village exactly. Somewhere in the depths of her soul zasverbilo some unpleasant feeling. From administratorši the Veronica was actually even for a while. It grew indignation is about to be I'm outwards just indignation, scandal and entry in the ?alobnuØ book. Veronica decided that lowering this blatant Lady.
      -Generally for room and for lunch in the hotel restaurant was paid immediately, settlement, by the end of the year, as far as I know! -slow, with sder?ivaemym anger recited it yet in the next minute grimace, apologies for the misunderstanding and delivered concern
      on the face of the slu?itel?nicy hotel.
      But contrary to the expectation of the naive person the provincialki and not thought of change. No muscle shirko on her cheeks. And the person administratorši was still harsh and even a few evil.
      -It ain't so! You debt per room! Repeat! Before You leave, have to pay yet here's how! She raised her Veronica's piece.
      Veronica glanced at the amount and her eyebrows highly took off from a surprise. The payment account, if you change the dollars that were her priprÁtany black day, would almost all her ZANACHKA at black day. From Moscow she would virtually empty purse. This strongly offended by Veronica. She did not think that this black day came to part with the latest money. Moreover, pay require new for what has been paid for her late husband.
      -What is on Earth! -one it. Where this crazy figure. You even imagine. How much money?!
      Is money as much as the number of which has been featuring till date.
      -But my ... my husband I paid the number before the end of the year. Yes I'll show you a receipt for payment! Veronica began frantically fumble in the bag, feeling nutrom that her situation goes out of control, and she doesn't know what to do to return everything to normal to all continued to go quietly and measured, as just as half an hour ago.
      -I do not need anything show! -stopped her gesture administratorša. -You have a debt for accommodation in a Deluxe, please it to pay prior to departure!
      -But explain to me! I don't understand! -vzmolilas? in rassterÁnnosti Veronika, feeling in words administratorši some kind of confidence in its rightness.
      What here understand?! -administratorša opened wirte the required info, who filed it. Yes, you have been paid for room until the end of the year in which you are now! But this number paid surname Gladyshev. You surname-Begetova, as far as I understand, if you believe the data of your Passport. It first! You have another number as far as I know.
      Yes, but we have that number, and the unused fee for this number to the end of the year-still not new year, right?! -should go to cover debt for this number, if something is missing! -at the argument administratorši skonfu?ennaÁ Veronica. She felt that her attempt to dissolve the most insolent manner, and frantically searching for ways to protect.
      -What is your relation to someone Gladyševu Dmitry and its money actually? Here he let fits and gets a refund! We'll pay! You are completely unrelated to money Gladysheva do not have. And, secondly, on the rules of our hotels that you have violated, you, the citizen Begetova Veronika, checked out fine for accommodation in a single room with other men, because now it turned out, this is not your spouse as you us here represented a month. You have violated the rules of a socialist society. Here that house visits or brothel?! We have a hefty vysokorazrÁdnaÁ Hotel at the highest level of quality! And we don't still have us in rooms make guests! According to the rules of the hotel, it shook some Roba (brošØrkoj,-we have every right to you fine! What we do!
      The voice of administratorši out more alarmingly with every verbal Word, and Veronica felt she was trying to nail it its onslaught and not give sneak out of the reckoning.
      -Same fine checked out on the name of snimavšego this number of Dmitry Gladysheva! But since he appeared, and I saw how he went out with things of the hotel-and you are left with, then pay both fine will you! -administratorša tyknula in her side its korÁvym dlnnym finger, then [r] from Notepad any two receipts and zatrÁsla front of Veronica.
      -This disgrace! -one already somehow not really boldly Veronica. It was felt that the arguments of brazen administratorši, her brazen onslaught and increasingly growing tone of her voice will take action on it, and she began to break. -I pay won't! I demand that my book of complaints!
      There was a small pause, as became clear the culmination of the conversation, then typing a new administratorša already lower and a calm tone winner just prikon?ivšego the victim asked:
      -Maybe you're a Begetova, with police want to talk? I call it now!
      Thoughts, find yourself overwhelmed with each other, going to the head of Veronica. She felt that her trying to inflate, but was well aware that formally administratorša was right, and as it now seemed if she calls the police, the case becomes very grisly turnover.
      Veronica sat and feverishly tried something come up with while waiting for her answer administratorša silently, standing in the middle of the room and brazen looking at it from top to bottom.
      The easiest and possibly correct solution was to pay the amount demanded administratorša. But the amount is required as purposely virtually coincides with the available cash it less road. And if she decided to do so, the station station hometown she left without a penny for the soul.
      Of course, if would stay with her face to face and take a conciliatory, then it is possible that administratorša skostila to some portion of the amount, taking money without receipts and without Exchange RR. But it could not knock off! In addition, it could pretend that Veronica is nothing gave her, and taking the amount without receipts, insist again! Judging by actually and villainy, with whom it napirala administratorša, it was on such a capable, if apo?uvstvovala in girl weakness.
      But Veronica pity was to part with money, because it is in fact were the latest major money that it still belonged, and give their agile tÊtke, which as I learned how much can it get and drove over an anti-tank mine now quite far-fetched predlogu, belonged to. They would have been most useful!
      Veronika glÁnula hours. Scandal has her whole hour time. Thoughts continued feverishly Swooshes in her head, looking for the best way out of this alarming situation.
      Veronika glÁnula at administratoršu again. Ta staring at her, as BOA on rabbit. Next it tÊrsÁ Porter, observing on the sides and zyrkaÁ the reason seems to not meet with Veronica eyes in the ceiling. Apparently, attend such divorce he had regularly.
      -Good! -surrendering to Veronica. -I'll pay! Only I don't have the money! I will call relatives and acquaintances. You understand that collect such amount is not easy. You day residence stands as their monthly salary.
      Is yours! -more friendly - administratorša. But until you rass?itaetes? you don't otpustim-understand yourself! Here! Sign the receipt that the duty to agree! Deadline calculation-tomorrow to twelve nights!
      She raised her Veronica receipts, and Porter, suddenly perestavšij stare at the sides and catch Raven, u?astlivo exposed her tray, on which she could write.
      "Thou podpisyvaeš? a death sentence!"-kri?alo something inside of Veronica, but she ignored this inner voice and write under dictation of administratorši.
      And note-added doors attendant explained to your hotel, leaving the winner of the battlefield, as long as you live here-no one cares about, for whatever reason-fee per room continues to accrue!
      When the door to the corridor for guests zahlopnulas?, Veronika nezvannymi collapsed on a bed, as if she was mowed down, and a long was so raskinuv hands and looking at the ceiling.
      Run! -kri?alo something inside it. -SpasajsÁ! Run! You to threads razdenut! "
      This restless thought hurt svrlila heart of dismay. Future, which even an hour ago seemed to let and grim, but somehow in the framework, now looked sufficiently ambiguous. Pay is unclear for what Veronica vovspe, and now she had one just a thought, how would quietly escape from the hotel.

Chapter 2.

      Veronica stripped to goals.
      All the clothes and underwear that were destroyed directly on the body, and leaving her high boots, withdraw from the Cabinet of administratorši, then progulivalis? with her, as with a dog on the corridors of the hotel.
      Ahead was a "mother". In her hand she kept on a leash, which was tied collar around his neck.
      Veronica was intolerably ashamed. She never felt humiliated so as of now. She just burn out of shame and although around their met random and totally unfamiliar people, mostly foreigners, low lowers his head to her face not seen guests.
      Although it was already the first hour of the night, in the corridors and someone met. People, not waiting for this see ispuganno sharahalis from ladies procession, started slowly, as though victoriously, like at some fabulous show parade vyšagivavšej on the center aisle.
      All who fell they saw fantasmagori?eskuØ picture.
      Ahead of the cavalcade was proudly vypÁtiv chest and holding up the Chin, the whole of rasfufyrennaÁ, pompeznaÁ Lady years more than average, in the red dress with deep to impropriety neckline, in red stockings in a very large grid with large like hands strung nodes in white polusapo?kah high-heeled shoes with Golden cokolÁmi over podkovkami.
      The ladies was leash on which, though some Doggy, lead after dazzling beautiful, absolutely bare girl, euphemistically prikryvaØ?uØ his bosom hands. Leash ladies in red dress with indecent deep dÈcolletÈ was pristÊgnut to a opoÁsyvavšemu beautiful neck collar, with six konusoobrazymi metal studs, navin?ennym on it.
      Girl low lowers his head, and her face was seen bad. Her rdeli spots to the cheeks of thick puncovogo rumÁnca shame. Curls silky, shimmering shades of blond hair playing in the light of halogen lamps waves nispadali on her shoulders, and with them they flowed down part of on the back, forward, and part of the chest.
      Beautiful, elegant, simultaneously and at the same time devi?eskih shapes and sizes chest slightly kolyhalis? when walking girls. Their line, but from an almost vertical peak with its fragile shoulders to Nachi, converging on the top and bottom two crosscutting giperbolam ending bear children, o?er?ivali a round, nalitye down forms, forming two differ from each another, as if filled with ripe grape bunches, bowls, the elastic spring at its suspension.
      Each chest girls, ivory, lights in its side a large bright pink as a red Medal, soskom, osleplÁÁ and zavora?ivaÁ the beauty, splendor and surprise appearance where nature and custom things shouldn't have been in terms of normal good Burger or guest other civilized species, like the Englishman, the Frenchman or American, all casual men's this miracle.
      Behind the procession should several men Caucasian appearance with harsh persons dressed in suits and white shirts-kosovorotkas, oziraØ?ihsÁ on the sides and obšarivaØ?ih kolkimi views of black eyes scared and sort of puzzled witnesses, who were and nedomÊk: whether it is the protection, maintenance of the strange procession.
      Guests, most of whom were foreigners, couldn't figure out what it is they see. And it may well be that they took it over, freak hotel, which is appropriate for this kind of entertainment, some Õkzal?tirovanoe theatrical show on medieval theme, so in these difficult post-Communist times to their billeting future clients that priletÁt and will stop the next time it is here, rather than in any other place, naslušavšis? from their already visiting Russia friends has the incredible, exotic and even Õkzal?tirovannyh night wonders like this defiantly clad, aged ladies with completely bare, enchanting beauty girl on a leash instead of dogs.
      Other observers this scene bØrgerov, accidentally caught in this minute to processions, were with the cameras. Foreigners in General has always been svoejstvenno permanently in any place where they are headed or wherever they were not present, with the recording and reading devices, since postkommuniti?eskoj Russia could suddenly nasko?it? on such material, they purchased the home, in Europe or America, any magazine or newspaper specializing in post-Soviet Union for very decent money immediately okupivšie with us all costs for travel in this wild and a strange country.
      Many of the witnesses who have had their cameras, mouthed seen couldn't even see reason and sensible enough to take the camera and shoot until procession passes by. Some of the most nimble and enterprising, those who came here in search of sensations, vskidyvali their technique, but accompanied the procession of men, noticing this, the fast approached, closing the lenses palms and is snorting head, something saying entailed bØrgeram language, all attempts to capture kaval?kadu. The tone and expression of their persons foreigners understand: withdraw.
      Some tried to join the procession and go, but the Chechens, noticing tail, otsekali it at the next turn.
      One of the witnesses scenes still managed to take the picture.
      Flash has lit up Veronica. All the way she watched without eyes, Paul, but she became visible sinevatye specular highlights and reflections, ozarivšie her stomach and hips.
      One of the Chechens immediately jumped to an alien and something gyrnkuv, snatched from him from the hands of the camera, then even though he extended his hand to his apparatus and began to shout "no! Non! ... ", opened the lid and long rush released the entire film, on the floor. Then returned the camera back and coolly joined again to bygone forward procession.
      PompeznaÁ Lady vozglavdÁvšaÁ kaval?kadu, absolutely not paying attention to udivlÊnnyh and even frightened such exotic guests. It was his personal winter garden with a dog somewhere far outside the city. She sometimes lead back and poddÊrgivala the leash to priceplena for tracking collar girl up to hlestnul it on low opu?ennomu person as stronger. It is said the girl. Foreigners did not understand Russian, but in contrast, Veronica well differentiate between them her words:
      -Pick up the hare?ku, simpatÁška! And not the blood rashle?u-nothing to hide will! Prostitute should not hide his face! This is her goods!
      Veronica is not intended to be a prostitute!
      Prostitute!!!
      She agrees to do anything, even clean the toilets, to look into debt, but be a prostitute?!!
      However, she understood already that simple cleaners bare hotel not lead.
      It has become accustomed to it are not shy of his naked body in public, with random people, because it was her future working form, which should not have its confusing.
      A woman, especially beautiful by nature, is stydlivost?. Rarely a person, not natrenirovannaÁ practice public "Al's what mother gave birth to the" debut, will be able to calmly as ??Êm happened, transfer its presence in obna?Ênnom form with numerous dressed onlookers. And now this Veronika stydlivost? burned down from the soul flame of shame, from which ?Êki shone like a flame.
      Veronica was and hot and cold.
      In the corridors of the hotel was pretty cool. Wind triumphed. In another situation on a cold and drafts it has long been ozÁbla and zabeskokoilas? would be about your health, tried to ukutat?sÁ to prostyt?. But now she was like a otrešÊnnaÁ from happening with it, not even pomyšlÁÁ to hide from the cold.
      Yes, and as she was hiding? In that?!
      Shame that it has burned inside it to feel the full force of coolness, and all that is happening immediately ošelomila it to such an extent that it does not respond to anything around.
      The only thing it realize that's what her body, her favorite, beautiful, the most beautiful in the world body, gourmet Temple her soul was now on extraneous to the public, which is something at a loss from happening, but tried not to mind, probably thinking that this manifestation of any national peculiarities of Russians, custom, which they do not know because of the extreme rarity of its Commission.
      Veronica couldn't say exactly how much time it around the corridors of the hotel complex, going down and up the stairs, passing on the big luxury elevators from floor to floor, crossing the halls and transitions between parts of a huge building. It seemed that this last indefinitely.
      But here's the procession came to the door, where ready stood a doorman.
      The Momma's House "he welcomed its respectful, lizoblØdskim even greet and extending a hand, opened its door itself remained away from the path of its movement.
      "Mama" was included in the open valet service (doors, as Queen in the throne room. It's like moving and not sbaviv not speed, was held in the spacious room luxury room with four huge red velvet sofas in the form of shells, occupants of almost half of all internal space.
      Paul rooms from one wall to another was covered with dlinnovorsovym white carpet. A huge window on the entire wall was zaštoreno heavy green, otblÊskivaØ?imi, in the light of the subdued lighting from bra as gold candlestick-ro?kah. They hung in rows along the orange walls of the room next door with expensive, epic size paintings in large zolo?Ênnyh frames.
      Veronica accompanied by Chechens, being captivated by the strap preventing loss, was named after.
      -Give it a vodka! Pound! -ordered damo?ka choosing on the sofa to the shells.
      RazuvaÁs?, the Yuschenko a leg up on foot, why Veronica has become evident that, under her dress, stocking, no.
      The stalling of followed by a procession and covered up front door doorman came to servirovo?nomu serebristomu table on zolo?Ênnyh rollers, stoÁvšemu near the entrance to the room where snacks and liquor, and poured from grafina vodka, stretched Veronique stogramovuØ pile.
      Pei! said, looking at it from the bottom.
      She said calmly, but so that Veronica is not even thought it thwarting and osušila pony, zaprokinuv her throat.
      Vodka was sharp, nasty, with scent-disgusting! In Ukraine, this hasn't been done.
      Veronica coughed, poperhnuvšis? stuck in the throat from neprivy?nosti taste and sensations looters, ob?egšim her Gullet.
      -What is it you?! -one "Mommy". A good vodka, among other things! "Rasputin"! Itself a drink!
      Veronica have not given as prokašlÁt?sÁ. It immediately put face down on the surface, showing a red velvet shells. Someone began to rub her back the same vodka.
      First skin flames burned the coolness of the liquid, but then it became all the more warming.
      The body was coming from chill, sogrevaemoe strong hands and alcohol, vpityvaØ?imsÁ in the skin. Veronica even felt some softcore bliss. It was like a local pardon as a short respite, a small rest during execution. But it was nice.
      Her back massirovala pair of hands, later joined by two, and someone sat down on it from above. Veronica felt being finely lined alien bodies in bÊdrah, sbokov it hugged someone naked warm hips. The sacrum and lo?binku between the buttocks za?ekotal someone's pubic hair.
      It still continued to put together, but soon on the back there is one pair of hands. These were hand who sat on it from above. Veronica felt that this women's hands, because they were soft, gentle and small.
      Veronica guessed that it hands "Momma's House", because more women in the room.
      Hands these awhile razgla?ivali it back, then ducked under the mouse under her breasts, grabbed her breasts and began to crumple, pulling them in hand, then to the Center to the solar plexus, then down a bit, and so continuing to rotate them in a circle.
      The fingers of the hands of Veronica and na?ulali soscy, za?ipnuv, pokru?ivat? and po?ipyvat? their became gradually shrink and stronger and stronger.
      Veronica was either alive or dead.
      "Started!"-thought it. She didn't want her body Petting on his back, not wanted someone took her breasts in their hands, even though all the more so because it was a woman. She didn't want to touch and took pleasure and pain. It is not requested.
      But her about this and did not ask. Her were caressing because someone nice it was to do were caressing for fun, not to bring the fun of it. For the same it caused and pain.
      -And you're a pussy! -voshitilas? "mother", touching her body, prinikaÁ to its back their powerful breasts and leading them her skin so that Veronica started running around on thousands of Stange muraššek, nice pokalyvaØ?ih and exploding like small bubbles with inside. Perhaps some time you will be truth!
      She continued with one hand and her breasts and crumple to pinch a nipple, Veronica unexpectedly and contrary to its request became more pleasant. She tried to understand, wonder, how can it be so immediately nastily, nasty and nice but wave bliss attracted all the stronger in thin thoughts fire voluptuousness.
      The second hand "Mommy" launched behind itself, between the buttocks of Veronica, Dado and separating them with the Palm, like a knife. Then from jumping into it with your fingers in her reddening, na?upala clitoris and became his massaging.
      Someone took her hair Veronica for curls, from all sides okutavšie head as it gathered them into a fist and then having them head with sofas turned it into its side.
      Veronica felt that my desire. It was nice and nasty.
      "If rape is inevitable-relax and enjoy!"-reverted it a jocular Board of school time, wanted to Kaleidoscope him with irony, but was unable to: wave of pleasure has swept thought.
      In the face of Veronica something tknulos?, and u?uÁla the characteristic odor. Someone razgrebal fingers, her hair, skryvavšie face and tried to shove it in your mouth. Veronica has compressed teeth and za?murila eyes. Hand over your head gathered her hair in kopnu, holding in his fist.
      -Come on, come on! -cried a familiar voice. -Garik telling that you sosÊš?!
      Veronica has resisted, how could the. She wouldn't want to take in the mouth lousy member. She tried to wrench head. But its power was held by the hair, clutching their high in his fist the stronger and more painful than persistent it tends to turn away.
      -Come on, come on, a hitch, otrabatyvaj! someone pulled her with the strength of the ?Êki fingers, nadaviv so painful that it inadvertently have gone in the jaw.
      In the mouth something penetrated. Veronica wanted to push this language, but it has penetrated further, faster inside it by filling in the throat and calling vomited impulses.
      Hand der?avšaÁ her hair, became a thick head of Veronica back-forward, stringing her Member pronikavšij in the throat. In the muscles of the larynx spasms, delivering began vomited someone udovol?tvie from such a massage.
      "Dear Mama" Meanwhile contacted her girlfriend, razzadorivaÁ it is stronger.
      Two male hands have legs Veronica for caviar and were taken in hand. Then it raised for them so that it almost perelomilas? where it gruzno sat "Mommy". And from such a push forward on its back povalilas?, while continuing to fondle her breasts.
      Veronica someone behind planted under stomach more cool pillow so that her hips were zadrannymi upwards. "Mama" turns with it's side, and then he was shoving her side in the anus or multiple fingers or falloimmitator or even a pribambasinu for sexual appetites, why Veronica was hurt and eye sprayed him of compressed lemon, tears.
      Soon someone pristroilsÁ to the rear, votknuv her vagina your member.
      Veronica just flowed mad. She was intolerably hurt and also intolerable nice. She couldn't understand that outweighs her experiences. And yet she was intolerably ashamed.
      She was inside her body, which at that time had a few people, and which received from this and pain and pleasure. But while her soul wandered inside, not knowing what private this huge container blemish now hide.
      Veronika during life after "guest" somehow come to terms with the fact that it had all holes Forecasts, and even become oblivious to this, but it still relive gang rape were brought. It is not wanted when something experience!
      Her soul was nastily unlike body that secretly from it already has multiple orgasms. It continued to be accommodated, and soon the soul of Veronica is lurking somewhere so that it seemed that it now just doll: flesh, nanizannaÁ dice-which is that it is doing.
      Soul it seems svernulas? in a tangle as Hedgehog, o?etinivšis? loneliness, and respond to external razdar?iteli.
      Now Veronica in fact turned into a huge doll for joy and pleasure that you had with all possible fantasies "Mommy" and its prespešniki.
      It will no longer respond neither to the resistance, obeying mechanically and dispassionately, when it moved when she something somewhere pihali, and if she ordered, helped to do it. It is not even the perception of reality as though he was in a obmoroke.
      At the head of it no longer had any thoughts, no sensations-nothing.

Chapter 3.

      The lighter circle dance s were sitting snowflakes, sprinkled on black background night sky where deep bottom Moscow Street lanterns. Not worried that somewhere in the middle of Moscow, in a huge hotel stands and looks at their mysterious and careless dance girl, locked in a luxurious castle, as in prison.
      After a conversation with administratoršej Veronica broke in restaurant and pou?inala, at the same time making sure that every step is closely watching her. In the foyer of the hotel with her eyes not brought several doormen Porter. Under their views Veronica felt like target, tor?ašaÁ on the small box while it will strike.
      Now, after verifying the seriousness of their situation, although something podskazyvalo her that better if there's money in the required administratoršej, give them, and let a desperately poor, but quiet for his future leave Moscow home, but she felt these thoughts sign being faint-hearted, rather than common sense, Veronica stronger continued to flee. But she did not know how to do so, for sure, because the second attempt, and now staring out the window, looking for and how to properly escape.
      Clearly, that things like nor feel sorry for her to leave the room. But what to do next? Call commercial taxi, bypassing administratoršu? Of course!
      Veronica is remembered as a taxi driver that telephone them with Behemoth when they only arrived in Moscow in "space", left business card with your telephone number on just in case. Zhora then wanted it silently throw, but Veronica, noticing it, took it and put in your handbag. Handbag it with time sedulously puhla, having absorbed any rubbish like votÕtoj no desired business cards, and because Veronica periodically its vy?i?ala, throwing away everything that was in it, the desired and unnecessary indiscriminately in the bucket. Now she desperately trÁsla bag, vyvalivaÁ all its contents, which could probably take a jewellery case but occupied its small dimensions, the bed and desperately remembering the last made bag "cleansing".
      Because new meetings and casual dating recently was long residence in the closed world of hotels in foreign huge as the ocean, the city, which from this island it is practically not bound, and therefore has not remained cognizant, cutaway taxi driver still was in the bag. It raspkopala it among piles of cosmetics, handkerchief, podslednikov, tights, bras, tampons, chlorhexidine, pens, pencils, tubes, chains, necklaces, bracelets, klipsov, chandelier earrings, rings on the hands and feet and other knickknacks, as well as many long ago already abandoned in the bag of paper records, postcards, business cards and other things that are generally not clear how fit in her purse.
      Veronica picked as a jewel and jumped to the phone at prikrovatnoj nightstand, absorbing content business cards and trying to remember, as is the taxi driver.
      "Only he were on the spot!"-vzmolilas? Veronika, typing the last digit.
      Tube long not then at the other end of wire, a grumpy female voice, which ugadyvalsÁ rude Armenian accent. The woman, which replied she not only spoke with wild accent, in which the familiar words seen from within, but also Russian realize bad.
      -Forecasts! I need Forecasts! -sought from Veronica.
      -NÕtu, nÕtu, Forecasts! -further followed a neperevodimyj set of words. -UÕhal in town! and again nerazbiraemoe something.
      -When will it be? Will when?! -ten times peresprašivala her Veronica to Armenian it realized.
      -NÕtu! NÕtu! -repeated on OM end ...
      Veronica put up and zalomila hands in despair. Petr th need was very urgent. He was the straw that hvatalas? buried Veronica.
      "Will call later! -finally agreed to it. -Me still have time! "
      She called again in one hour, then through the two Finally she called in the first hour of the night, when normal decent people already did not bother his natren?kivaniem. But in response she had heard the same voice bad understands and ugly iz?ÁsnÁØ?ejsÁ in Russian, Armenian women. And in response to her "Garrigue" still, still sounded "NÕtu!"
      Time stremitelno m?alos?. It was already three hours of the night. Street lights outside priglušili light. Now well visible silhouette vzletaØ?ej in sky rockets-monument, temnevšego amid orange glow, distant lights.
      Veronica has not slept it hard thought as she find the Baker's Garik, walking around the room back-forward, as if he already promised it to save ... and it podskakivala to the bedside table, with the intention to call, but every time stayed almost dialling completely: call this time was uncomfortable even Armenians.
      In the end she hesitated and scored once again completely, realizing that tomorrow morning Garik no it already it finds. It was perešagivt? through "uncomfortable" and "indecent", if it really wanted to be saved. And it now everything Ávstvenne understood that wants this at all costs. Now she steadfastly that will not pay this blatant doÁrke-administratorše Nick opejki!
      In the tube long given long beeps. Probably, on the other end of the line already slept. Veronica wanted already hung as suddenly a sleepy man's voice:
      -Hello!
      -Garik?! -ugadala Veronika, all int obradovvšis? as if just won the lottery million.
      -Yes. Who is this?! -now it can clearly be heard the voice of the taxi driver, creaky, lovno prokurennyj. It it somehow well apomnila.
      -Forecasts! This Veronica! ...Well, remember, you had with the Kiev station three in "space", there has left two, and the third povÊz in "Metropole"
      In the tube we heard some sniffing. It was unclear whether Garik listen and hard trying to recall their customers cross, such as the girl he reported that week ten happened whether he had just fallen asleep, forgetting to put up on the machine.
      -Forecasts! You got me listening to?! -gently asked Veronica.
      -Yes! "after a while. -Who is that?!
      -Forecasts! This Veronika you worried! You do not remember me?!
      Silence eloquently replied Veronica for Garik.
      -?Õgo need something?! -again fired on that end of the wire.
      -Forecasts! I need you to urgently came to me in hotel "Cosmos"! -directly posted Veronica.
      -And-a-a! Would said! And then: remember-remember ... where I you all can remember?! Now, half an hour going! Number what? ...
      -Only you pass so that nobody knew what number you go! -gave instructions to Veronica. -I have a problem with administratoršej arose here ...
      -Good, nice! You shall have no problems! õkal-Petr subtly but spoke English pure unnecessarily long practice of taxi driver.
      ArmÁnskooe promise vzbodrilo Veronica. She vosprÁla spirit and rasplastavšis? now relaxed the kingsize bed, became in poludrÊme wait Garik.
      Through po?asa, as promised Forecasts, the door of her numbers quietly postu?alis?. Zagovor?i?eskij, barely distinguishable sound tapping at the door not left and a shadow of a doubt that this was someone else, not a taxi driver. Veronica has opened the door and launched a number of Armenians.
      -Are you beautiful! -recognized its Forecasts. -You-then I remember! What have you got there little accident?
      -Forecasts! -trustingly, as if it was an old friend, not a taxi driver, whom she saw the second time in life, Veronica herself to him. -Help! I need to get out from behind the scenes and tomorrow to leave on the Kiev station!
      -That, for billeting owes, nice? -calmly and reasonably asked Garik
      -Do you know where? -wonder Veronica.
      -Here many vlipaØt! -shared Forecasts ... -I've got something customers--how much. A bit extremely here! Simple, who primetÁt that is unoccupied, and norovÁt obobrat?! Yes, you do not be afraid. Tomorrow I'll get you from here, Nice will bring. How much does the train?
      Veronica has reached an agreement with Garikom, that he come tomorrow, half of the sixth, one and a half hours before departure. For the saying goodbye, her when Young, lovable Armenian thirties, withdrew, gently and quietly to not make noise, covering up the front door, he, Veronica noticed this-perfected it from top to bottom, just a section somehow strange look.
      "Squirt! -thought it myself. -I even among lacked! Besides I widow! In mourning! "
      Women are constantly arise Friday's thought is their nature, but Veronica strongly otsekla them without leaving even innuendo to the possibility of a flirtation. From thoughts about this it unwittingly all peredÊrnulo. Although nature has already gave themselves know and her girlfriend, her without delay getting its increasingly there demanded some adventures, betraying no value its status of widows, mourning. What nature social and appearances, created by man? It essentially female, in which the soul is our podavaj! In it, this being their processes go, and it does not care that there's going to have a soul, mistress of this universe, which is called the human body. It basically this, it has evolved, su?estvovvalo, plodilos?-it's his program. A soul? The soul?! Soul only guest in this material object, pod?inÊnnom it at time of life, assembled from the surrounding land.
      Veronica all peredÊrnulo again. But desire is visited by her, and she had some time to fight to banish it away and subdue na?inavšee rage body. Yes, Dai will oduhotvorÊnnoj matter, progoni away mind, indeed it bysstydna! However, shame and no excuse for this, again, the concept of social, alien nature, subjected to nature. It's just a framework in which the mind keeps the lid nature ...
      Veronica coped finally with their thoughts and became feverishly to think that she take because Forecasts confirmed that suitcases have to leave. He has been using numerous acquaintances among the staff of the hotel: Porter, maids, cooks, waiters, cleaning, and knowing the ins and outs, hold it through cuisine restaurant and auxiliary rooms Casino on the street.
      You sleep, Nice, until the evening. Tomorrow will be a difficult day! -warned her before leaving Forecasts.
      However, sleep it quietly. Several times in the room came administratorša and had warned that blizit?sÁ time calculation to ševelilas? in search of money. She came, not ceremonÁs?, literally every hour, so when once again knocked, Veronica wanted already express administratorše everything about it thinks.
      Behind the door stood Forecasts. View it was tricky, as the rogue. And Veronica even visited the idea that it's still communicate not worth it. But she drove her away: everything was decided.
      -Go for me! -in a whisper gave its Forecasts. -Things are not take!
      They transited any landings mines whom Veronica even assumed, down, and were in the basement in the kitchen of the restaurant, then dodges to somehow negotiating with incomprehensible things corridors, where it was dark and filthy, and sometimes even leak between the wreckage could hardly, received •rear hotels through some kind of bicuspid Luc, a crouched position to outer dimpled prošmygnuli open space to narrow tracks, ogibavšej hotel with rear, weapons broke through low waist rešÊt?atyj fence.
      Taxi Garik stood here under pairs. The machine was shut down, but motor worked.
      Yes, nice! -requested, otdyšavšis?, taxi driver, when they were in the cabin. -I for his service with you three times take against their common taxes! And money right now come on!
      Dollars can?! -only asked Veronica, realizing that this is not the time to haggle-Armenian chose the most appropriate moment to his.
      Dollar bills With sotennoj-Armenian long slØnÁvÁ and diligently measured, gave Veronica surrender money on public exchange rate five times lower than commercial. Seeing that Veronica long keeps money in hand, he said:
      -Not like-go change in exchanger in the hotel!
      Veronica silently removed the money, only pod?av * sponge.
      -Can tickets get "no problem"! -told her on the Black River City Forecasts, not noticing that the girl is not on the joke blew. -Where you?
      -Thanks! I myself! Veronica viciously zahlopnula door "Volga" and went fast step away with commercial taxis, where in the eternal waiting customers stood with two dozen unused takso.
      -Away if that! I'm here will stand! -heard she sent word Garik, donÊsšiesÁ through the hubbub crowd on the sidewalk, in which it is in the next minute from jumping into it.
      Station was present there. People were so much that Veronica thought here met the whole Ukrainian diaspora, diffuse one Union embrace return home.
      She was looking for cash room asking random passers-by-no one answered, silently, as if to them and not treated by. Finally, some dude in similar-looking at Taras Bul?bu how his childhood, when they were Shevchenko curriculum, imagine Veronica, stopped and friendly gyrknul it with native hohlÁckim accent:
      -So won same well, on the other side of the entrance.
      Despite the fact that CASS had a lot to each stood dlinnØšaÁ turn and Veronica, looking at the scoreboard suspected she doesn't know how, missed the train. She became miss it because before the train left less than an hour, and it is not yet, but none disagreed. Had to be at the end of the queue long man in fifty. Veronica estimated that even if everyone then spend a minute, in reality the worked much slower, it still not on the train. Only now, because she never dovolilos? to buy tickets for the capital railway stations, she realized that the mean words Garik-without problems.
      Yes, it certainly would have late continued so stupidly stand in its queue cashier. But to Gariku it to no longer wanted-has it nadul! We had to come up with some other way, how not to be late for the train.
      Saying that it now falls behind it tolstennoj tÊtke to pletÊnymi avos?kami, Veronika went to the Cashier window. She protisnulas? through the dense crowd and the outrage surrounding her compatriots, turned to kassirše, brazen distracting her from servicing the next client:
      -TÊten?ka! I train through thirty minutes! Sell, please ticket!
      "TÊten?ka" has it exactly. It zyrknula a meteoric evaluating look and turned her back, leaving behind:
      The order queue!
      Veronica ošelomlÊnnuØ answer immediately pushed back from the window. She turned, searching in the crowd turn, and in this moment saw few Caucasians, ryskaØ?ih among the people. They threw in the eye. Because energetically manned someone in the crowd, which nobody else did. Veronica realized: this is her soul.
      Immediately turned away, she threw herself at the exit from the room, he flew the stairs entrance on the ground and that is, not remembering urine herself, sšibaÁs? with oncoming passers-by, making excuses on the run, again faced and making excuses, parking commercial taxi. "Not only would he left!"-vzmolilas? Veronica.
      While the car is still standing, Garik among other sku?aØ?ih takso on a deserted parking, aside from the wild queue on a public taxi, which, as always, Veronika ostepenilas? and went slowly, almost vrazvalo?ku, like blithely walk, trying to catch their breath on the go.
      Petr already noticed it. He sat behind the wheel of his "Volga", and seems to indicate it is not missed, included light Salon. Now he looked at her as the girl is approaching his car, Ê?as? promozglyh in the evening twilight, and brazen smiled: Garik hold was impossible-he dog already ate by taxing the Kiev station and knowing all local practices and conditions. He even got half vysunulsÁ out of the car, opening a door:
      -Come on rather nice, but what if even then!
      On its face was written as a white sheet of paper: I knew you make!
      Veronica immediately accelerated step not breaking comedy. In the eyes of the girl still stood images ryskaØ?ih in her search among the crowd Slavs Caucasians, vigorously rotary heads and throwing around like daggers, pristal?nye views.
      It zasko?ila to it in the car, as if in the next second to do it would be too late:
      -Garik! ...
      -That, nice! Ticket?! -ironic reached Forecasts. Where you go?! Talk! Five minutes will bring! The price of the ticket immediately warn-double!
      Veronica beats surrender, which it gave taxi driver with a US $ 100 bills.
      -This is not enough! -nods his head Forecasts.
      -I have no more! Veronica itself is not expected that say this.
      In fact, the rest of several thousand dollars it zašila at night in the podklad bags to their nobody could find. These dollars as it correctly and found it had run out with us at predatory prices Garik and a train ticket. Should be enough, if she was able to change money in Exchange "outer space", which served only to guests, on commercial rate. Veronika zašila bucks so carefully that they got was a problem-they'd show up everything, and she doesn't want anyone knew her with such amount currency: for such a "cache" could easily and kill!
      Head of Veronika proneslas? desperate thought that maybe, indeed it would be better to settle up with administratoršej and not to engage in a desperate and dangerous adventure with the escape. Why she now vrala, her money?! What's expected?!
      Eyes Garik plotoÁdno sverknuli, so that Veronica even frightened of his apprehension, blesnuvšego in the brain, like bright, splitting, sablezubaÁ lightning zatmivšaÁ momentarily distraught. It even immediately wanted to say that she joked that she was mistaken, but then suddenly she recollected that Forecasts roulette on mizernomu state rate, and it stopped.
      Person Garik raspllos? in mysterious smile. Veronika sililas? read in his thoughts, his future, or something. It somehow seemed, what should happen a miracle, and everything should find itself. Everything should do!
      And what do you offer nice! -laughed Forecasts. -To I train ticket bought?! Maybe you have a hundred dollars to give away?!
      Thoughts of Veronica became lightning finding ravil?nyj answer:
      -Well, at least peres?itaj dollars on commercial rate! Then I is enough!
      -Why, nice! -Garik fumed was on your driver seat and it's on it from above, as if trying to vutØ?it? it in the passenger seat.
      -Well, you will still be replaced them in the hotel then commercial rate! You! ...
      Is mine! Stervenel-Petr more directly on the eyes. -You got me these links done?!
      Veronica nothing responded at once, osunulas?, s?Ê?ilas?. It suddenly became clear that the miracle did not happen.
      Between them there was a pause. Forecasts had already taken a decision, Veronica felt like this, but continued to remain silent.
      -Me still Caucasians are looking for! said why something Veronica.
      -Where did you know?! -vstrepenulsÁ Young, turned suddenly in vz?erošennogo Sparrow.
      -At the station saw ...
      One such high, face a long, narrow, Scarface on the cheek, decades in appearance?!
      -Like Yes, I strongly not prismatrivalas? ...
      -It is said, Chechen ...
      Petr suddenly withdrew the legs with the pedals, pursed her knees, turned, the men were open hand door passenger seat and Jiffy put out the light in the salon, krutanulsÁ at siduške, and vypihivat? Veronica from Salon.
      -Went went away! I don't know! Catch-not vzdumaj at me show!
      Veronica did not expect such a relationship. She felt like gšrÁznye boots taxi driver pushing her thigh, pa?kaÁ new yellow imported autumn coats, which managed to buy her a Hippo in the Novy Arbat, during their only joint walks on Moscow. Coats worth several hundred dollars-raging infernos money!
      -You, spÁtil?! -one girl.
      However, eerie fear, written as in the picture, on the face of garik immediately passed her animal horror. It all zatrÁslo. In one second Veronica suddenly realized what a terrible machine she contacted and already disappointed not to joke that not repay on time, whenever possible. The world collapsing around her. If so frightened Forecasts, which was neither, only helped her escape from the "outer space", then how would wind up then it!
      Veronica instinctively shvatilas? for dashboard, vcepilas? fingers into a soft lining, chairs, trying to stay in the cabin. Petr continued her ispuganno and vigorously vypihivat? like opoloumev.
      I don't know! coding he besprestano, putting more efforts to disrupt a girl with a vengeance.
      -Forecasts! Cute! -ispuganno vzmolilas?, itself not waiting in his speech, Veronica. -Save me! You hear?! I'll do that only say! Save!!!
      Petr dolbil still some time away from her boots, but something soobra?al, and push it out of the salon, were already not as strong.
      Suddenly he stopped, turned to the normal position, pulling down the legs.
      -Go in the back seat! -ordered it her jerky and dry.
      Veronica immediately vyporhnula of the salon and the next second, not remembering himself, it stood in the back seat of the car.
      -PrÁ??sÁ down to nobody saw! -gave its Forecasts.
      Veronica from jumping into it between seats, in a passage for legs before the rear seat and lurking out there, such as a mouse. "Goodbye my yellow coat over seven hundred dollars!"-mel?knulo her in the head.
      -Everything, saying anything?! -peresprosil from somewhere on top of darkness Forecasts.
      -Everything! Everything! -confirmed Veronica, not remembering himself from fear.
      -Week will you tear as su?ku! -issued his apparently long ripening decision Forecasts.
      -Good! -agreed girl. -Only vyvezi me home! I ask you!
      It's not even really understand what saith this Armenian. Now Veronica main was-move away from Moscow and no longer to have ever: let the Armenians says everything that wants to help!
      -Okay! Lie and wait! I now! -tone of voice with garik immediately changed, became a steel, hard, even cruel-so it seemed. -And only try then something does not make out what I want! Week-my!
      Veronica was lying at the bottom, in the passage between the chairs, zataivšis? as a mouse, anything not understanding from fear and not responding without hesitating.
      Door machine popped. She heard as asphalt, somewhere in her ear švyrkaØt wet and muddy talomu capital snow boots Garik must away. Soon the silence violated only delÊkij buzz station bustle.

Chapter 4.

      Veronica slept. And maybe not slept. She could not understand that it happens.
      Before it moved "Mama":
      -I call this inscription, a hitch! And remember now and for the rest of her life his new name, a hitch, LADA!
      -My name is Veronica! -tried to argue it.
      "Mama" strongly dÊrgala for leash. She pulls him so much and that collar squeezed them so Veronica on the artery on the neck, which in the eyes of her temnelo all the stronger.
      She had heard through this darkness obnoxious voice:
      I don't care a hitch, as you were before you came here to me! Now I am your mother and I give you the name! Your name, a hitch, now, now and forever-LADA! Remember?! For the rest of her life you now-LADA! But how you name before you forget!
      -Why the rest?! -Veronica was surprised. -I you only during working off the debt.
      "Mama" again dÊrgala for leash so that Veronica felt that is disabled:
      -Because of a hitch LADA, you've never otrabotaeš?!
      Veronica tried to open our eyes. They heard, as if it were attacked by neperenosimaÁ sleepy from a few sleepless nights, and shut down. She tried to understand where to stay, and that it is happening, but failed and again okunulas? in unconsciousness.
      Took a while. She woke up again.
      This time the eyelids were more obedient and opened.
      Now she saw that lies on the bed. She could not head rotate. Even the eyes rotate has been hard and painful. But edge vision saw a white piece of sheets.
      Not far from it, for the nezaštorennym window low hmuromu sky quickly along clouds. The sky seemed so close, though he remained some meters ten-twenty.
      Veronica learned this number. It was the number who was shooting Gladyševu Hippo, and where she spent the last two days before the escape from Moscow.
      At first she decided that she saw nightmare: and about escape, and everything else that it happened.
      In fact, maybe it was just a dream? At times an interesting, sometimes depressing, but still sleep! Nowhere and no it doesn't run off, but just saw this in a dream ... with it before it, that it woke couldn't understand was that it just happened, dream or reality, and only then, noting that it is lying in bed, starting to move beyond, understood that had everything in dream.
      They are, these dreams, often such as reality. Sometimes the continuation of the reality that it occurred, sometimes as a parallel to this fact the existence of that uvodilo it away from what happened in her life.
      Much still remains for her controversial: was it a dream or reality.
      She remembered how told ákovlevu terrible story about his friend, and even when she was telling this, it was scary. Then she, too, remember this, but doubted-dream or reality-requested him to marry her in the Church ...
      Yes! What was that?! Sleep-not dream?! SomeniÁ began her so far.
      Yes, and many events that occur later in her life that was somewhere on the border between dream and reality.
      Sometimes she thought that she and marry someone unionism, and did no hippo, no trip to Moscow ...
      But now resting in the room, where drove Gladysheva, it suddenly realized that this still happened with it actually.
      Well, well, hitting administratorši?! Maybe he is, in fact, saw? But then why she bore many of the events that occurred with it later? Forecasts, for example! A nail! Sasha! Or they it too prisnilis??! Maybe it was some de ?avØ?! Maybe it once it happened?!
      Veronica knew way how likely understand that there is a dream, and that reality, anyway to events that had recently: it was necessary to climb out of bed and then became clear. Reality to be separated from sleep, the space between the current existence.
      She wanted to immediately make it, but the movement has brought her nesterpimuØ pain that pronzila all her body, every tick. And it brought it to reality.
      All events of the last time suddenly surfaced in her memory with pronzitel?noj like never before.
      "So this was not the dream!"-was pained at Veronica, realizing his position and status.
      Now she began to feel and experience.
      She realized that the one in the room. Apparently, it finally left alone.
      She was ', the whole naked because not felt the familiar tight clothes. Yes, Veronica loved sleeping naked, but not in the hotel stay. OzÁbla, because It was not covered by anything but couldn't move, to do this, and even think it was hurting.
      Everything she could do is look at the lead and heavy clouds, pronosivšiesÁ is just around the corner behind the window.
      Veronica was pained at recollected that happened before and suspended all in itself. In it there was no one thought.
      It seems totally devastated. Even her eyes, wide-open, were now fixed and empty. It seemed that, who saw it on the side, decided that she is dead. But only glitter eye gave presence in her life.
      So, with open eyes it was laying all day. She did not know how much time, and did not want to know. It was waiting when her life is empty, cursed and unnecessary. She didn't want to remember it, not just to survive it, and because a standstill as fascinated waiting conclusion.
      Outside the window after dark. Where the bottom was light street lamps. And she waited. When will become quite dark. She asked someone to stop her life. With it, in fact, it was enough.
      She realized now that former life she was good or not, but there was no return. (A) exist, it is not wanted. It requested someone: "kill me! Enough! Hurt me! "But someone whom she requested, not answered her entreaties, and Veronica realize that the path is not passed, and someone wants it passed it through. It was agreed that it still need to go forward. This meant again see this woman who called themselves the "mother", the Chechens who were tending her body and soul with steel rods of evil. If it were in a State that is uhmyl?nulas? to that little her suffering mental and physical, that someone wants to she.
      The sky was postepeno become gray. Dawn was over by Moscow, the capital of a foreign country in which she didn't want to be. Veronica soul was home, cosy apartment for one thousand kilometres from here. And here was stylo and uncomfortable. It seemed that it rests on a metal in a wheelchair, and that it is no longer a live person, and the corpse.
      But now she noticed that gradually comes to himself. It was the ability to think. However, from the pain she still couldn't move by any member of the body, and lay bare and outright.
      With the return of the ability to think her consciousness has been filled with a mixture of pity and disgust gremu?ej to itself. Vronika felt sexual cloth, which dave?a was disgusting sewage, and from these vospomnanij its spread the puke.
      It really felt sick. Inside have convulsions caused vomiting pozyvov her pain. Feeling that from her now izvergnetsÁ the contents of its innards, it is difficult to not choke, turned head on its side, and the next second her stomach expressed from your heart on sheet a jelly sklizkuØ lepÊšku.
      Veronica with disgust realized it sperm. From omerzeniÁ it wasn't, though this was very hurt, the other way to see what it already ozÁbšee body was trembling.
      From it came out so much sperm, what else a little, and it could awash in this sklizkoj puddle. She thought that if the urge to repeat and throwing up again, it will sink in its blevotine, since it does not raise its head.
      The more Veronica came up, the stronger understood that it hurts everything could get sick.
      All her body nylo the goofy pain. It was somehow nutrennim ?adÁ?im noticeable flame so that it seemed as if it is fried.
      Suffer intolerably my?cy. My leg bones. It has felt as aching, her tormented vagina as or sting like porvannyj, anus. She was so impressed that they still something tor?alo, and this is something it is with sharing shovels.
      Veronica even think it was hurt, as if all her body from the skin to the brain, it was one large completely obo??Ênnym nerve.
      Now she lay and staring at the wall, ignore blevotiny and Windows. And that wasn't hurt, tried not to think.
      When she progonÁla away all thoughts and simply lay was no human being, and a set of cells, their conglomerate such affiliate sudden availability of community billion that nowhere decided to posu?estvovat? together, Cleave closer to one another, the pain became weaker, because the brain, which itself was just a part of the conglomerate, send annoying pain signals from all parts of this skopi?a to, someone who was the owner and the master of this multi-billion community, something to facilitate its suffering. In fact this someone her soul, nothing could do. And because it otstranÁlas?, and the body has continued to lie, looking nemigaØ?imi, empty eyes on the wall.
      Yes so her soul was not hurt. However the pain had to endure exist with it further and put up with her presence. And if it weren't so painful to think, Veronica would embarked on how weaken these noØ?ie veins, which tied her soul to her body, as break at all and otletet? from the skopi?a pain.
      Day as clouds, which gnalo close to the sky somewhere without purpose and meaning. Somewhere in the West has already become clear, because soon red, terebÁ?ie consciousness rays of sunset painted wall rooms in pink tones.
      Veronica was still so painful that it could ask someone who didn't want her life would be: "what?!"
      Soon the consciousness, naterpevšeesÁ has a sufficient dose of suffering, left her, considering her pleas, and Veronica fell into arrival completely forgotten.
      When she returned in consciousness, and it has been completely forgotten derogated, Veronica realized that and lay with open eyes, which nothing saw all this time.
      When he awoke, she again okunulas? into the ocean in pain.
      In the room someone entered. She heard as klacaet Castle. Sound rezanul on its ears hurt.
      It's still as before left disconnected, lay on the bed naked and flagrant, but it was so painful to think that even though there was no possibility of ustyditsÁ of sramnogo. She could not stir not hand or foot, even thought! Even head turn the other way to see who came in the room, was intolerably hurt, and she lay and listened to talk included, which cut through her hearing as a saw.
      These were two women anyway votes were female. Heard was, how they proha?ivaØtsÁ to something obu?daØt.
      -"Mamka" said here pribrat?sÁ! -somebody has asked to Veronika re?u?e?ee brain sound oscillation. It said one of the included studies. Sound came from afar, apparently, they were still in the entrance hall.
      -And-a-a! While the first was something? -prorezal brains Veronica another question.
      On kolÁ?emu consciousness sound steps it was understandable that women have entered the room.
      Fu as stinks! Who here obosralsÁ?! -one first, again bringing Veronica their vskrikom pain, which was stronger, as mentioned already.
      -And won! The bed is a hitch! Obdelalas? under itself! explains the second, striking for its sozanniØ new sound wave.
      Only now, when it said, and the Veronica felt stink-feeling smell too compressed against brain pain-and realized it smell its combination.
      One of the vošedhih threw herself to the window. Hear how she was frantically tries to open it, and these sharp sounds have stabbed brain Veronica as needles.
      -Not! I don't understand humor! -screaming and dÊrgala framugi window. -I am now zadohnus?! Why we need some obosrannoj su?koj remove?!
      The window was opened. Veronica felt like an icy wind rushes into the room, exposing her naked is body.
      Every touch dunovenij air every impulse, which concerned the skin, the artisan's Veroniike such pain as her body skoblili knife.
      -Listen, take it easy! -urezonila sadanuv vozmu?avšuØsÁ second, again on the ears of Veronica close sound. It seemed that they say so loud as if shot from the guns. -I say to you: "mamka" asked! You, not remember that with you was when you have?!
      -Well, certainly not obosralas?-so that's for sure! -responded Ta from somewhere away from the window.
      -Where did you know that with it?! said second somewhere just around the corner and Veronica was hurt by this vote. -You, mo?a, Ábli, as it! It heard I drali, day three in a row! See Vaughn: pizden?-all red, even with blue! Backwards! As arse at mortyški! It won sperm vomited! With litre probably! You know how much it's mouth naspuskali?! Here, the entire Cosmos "?!
      The first now also come closer and answered the second at the ear of Veronica so it again almost fainted from oglušaØ?ego sound:
      Yes, ništÁk, it charged! Obaldet?! Mama don't cry!
      Now they said somewhere above it, and Veronica their speech dolbila on the head with a tympanum fractions, tending more and more of it.
      -Won tÊlke! -agreed to second.
      -Well, I don't know! Something it "mamku", see prognevila it here so here! I remember three cultural and ot?Êbli buhaja, and everything! On the dedication and ended! And this!. This whole herd of Buffalo Êblo into all holes!
      -Look! It does not sleep! -noticed first. -Turned her back, wall looks! Eavesdrops that way!
      From the perspective of Veronica hit woman. Someone the eye Finder it in person, peregnuvšis? through the body.
      -Beautiful! -First, it otrezØmirovala zaglÁdyvala her face. -Oh, what a smazliven?kaÁ! Listen, girlfriend, would a barrel, there would probably be ot?Êbla it one time! And not looked that obosrannaÁ all lies! I have pomokrelo in shorts!
      Woman spoke directly above it, and it seemed that Veronica's ear yell of horns, stunning her brain decibelami: vospalÊnnyj
      -Listen, yes I do from this sluts directly vozbudilas? all!
      Someone else looking person Veronica, peregnuvšis? through her body.
      -Yes-Oh! -extended a second.
      -The first Yes something?!
      -With the mordaškoj and to?Ênym body get it here on most not balujsÁ! -u?astlivo poso?uvstvovala second. The rashvat will be!
      -You prikin, Wu Man, I vozbudilas? it all! -No unimalas? first shouting Veronica in the ear as trying to deliver it more pain. -Not a joke! I don't remember when this was the last time! Well?! So by Baba exciting! Well, too! Altogether!
      Girlfriend from Veronica, and became not so hurt tolerate their conversation.
      -Come on her otmoem soon! Look-Ka, a juicy, rotund clitoris! As plum! And pulsates so manÁ?e! I b to it so thin pripala!
      -What bothers?! Izvra?enka as well! Take and otsosi!
      -So shit f! Come on her otmoem soon!
      -Listen! In kind! -urezomla the first second. -Won didlo lie! Take and pomastrubiruj! Ostyn?!
      -I first your didlo?! Me and vibrator end doesn't help! Come on its otmoem poskorej!
      -Otmoem-otmoem! Just not to you it trahala! the second replied. -See Baba senseless lies! Hurt, probably it! Even in the eyes of one cannot-looks in one place! Here, mo?a, soon have to call, and you-clitoris now otsosu! Dura!
      -No, you know, seeing "mamka" will cause! Devku if zapodozoit, the consumption of suspicious grow! All let vykarabkivaetsÁ!
      Hear that women have put away in a room. For sounds their votes now Tableaux that bring pain rustling, crunching and skrÁbanie.
      -A pity if buckle! -talked first. -Beautiful! I am beautiful, young tÊlo?ek Oh how I love! Alive will remain-Chul my girlfriend will be! I'll take it to yourself! Anhelina drive! Let go elsewhere!
      It and without you work would not be in provorot, take it easy you! -disagree it second.
      Women were removed in silence for a while, and Veronica like rejoiced that brains she no longer stro?it fraction of their conversations.
      -Okay, where do you didlo something seen?! Go dra?nu a bit! -agreed first.
      -Listen, konopatit? hole then you! -one second. -Come on the order of navedÊm first! Grab it up! I am for another! Trailers in the bathroom!
      -Do you know that when vozbudiš?sÁ, then we should definitely stop as well?! -No unimalas? first. -Be instituted without orgasm harmful! I don't want my lips then as plum line because I ignored the tor?ok!
      -Oh gramotejka! Well, go, go! Only hurry!
      -Yes I in five sec! -happily accepted first.
      Veronica felt something made out of bed, and from this light shudder bed her body, every muscle, pronzila nesterpimaÁ pain. She barely restrained Ston, who wanted to break her out, because moaning was just hurt, like everything else.
      Five minutes From the bathroom, there have been some vshlipy and breaths.
      -Man! Would help?! -suddenly from Clarion voice first.
      -Jump! -commended Mani from bed of Veronica, striking her brains wave sound.
      -Well, Wu Man?! encouraged first.
      -Taking five seconds, and minutes five in his pÊzde kolupaeš?sÁ! In a couple of kids fingers insert cavity-helps! -gave it her useful Council Mania.
      -Listen, I don't need free tips! We so-country tips! Would be better than b, helped! called it first.
      But Mania is not ševel?nulas? with a vengeance. Veronica felt that she was standing next to her bed and looks at it.
      Five minutes from the oncoming shambling steps.
      -Fuh, to force victory! -rezanulo for brains Veronica from a close call. -Well, thou, Wu Man, bitch! No, to help a poor girl to complete the process.
      -You are when a girl was?! -salesman smiled Mania. -Two hundred years ago?!
      -Okay, I remember! promised first.
      -Enough to show off! Kon?ila?! Grab her legs and suffered in the bathroom! -ordered Mani, taking the bull by the horns.
      Veronica felt like it take like a doll nabituØ wool: from pain she couldn't tauten any muscle. It was removed from bed, hands, legs suffered through a room in the bathroom.
      Head girl instinctively-Russian down, zaprokinulas? ', high forehead nearly touching the floor and metÁ on it for its charming, Gerda rusyh hair. Mouth opened under the weight of the head.
      At each step of its body, hit her pain, before the eyes of Veronica now shooked upside floor rooms, its walls, doors and šagavšie face of tolstovatye feet in stockings in a grid.
      -A pÊzdu-it really razvorotili! -there from somewhere behind sympathetic voice first. -It will be any room to make!
      -Yes! -agreed Mania is somewhere nearby, head over to Veronica. These were her tolstovatye feet, maÁ?ivšie in the face of girls. -Won devke! Let thanks says that remained alive!
      -Stayed? Suddenly oko?urit?sÁ? -zasomnevalas? first.
      Da should be! O?uhaetsÁ! -ocenivaØ?e recited the Mania.
      Veronica put in bath, napolnenuØ warm water. She experienced some semblance of bliss. Pain in the body became weaker.
      Now she were visible Mani and one another, which opened the window.
      Veronica saw his body, legs bruises and Lily krovopodtÊkah from hard s?imavših her hips male fingers. The pubis her womb was pripušhim, vospalÊnnym, nalivšimsÁ blood from excitement. Otlivala blue Skin on it. From under the perineum is get blurry brown spot dissolving in water excretion, whom she ispra?nilas? until was one in the room.
      If it weren't so painful to think she was scared to its kind, it is possible that even cried from grief, but it was still not to be so painful, as before.
      Women started to launder Veronica, leading to her thin body.
      Manja looked her eyes, trying to understand, in the minds of Veronica or not, and then asked:
      -Girlfriend, you generally feelings?
      Veronka has not responded to her anything. She was really hurt not just straining a my?cy, even hear sounds feel smells, think.

Chapter 5.

      Veronica thought was probably already dovol?n?no long as the taxi driver has left over tickets. She could not move in a narrow aisle between the seats, raise and prosunut? from the hips to a person's hand, to look at the wrist ?asikah time, but feeling that her present departure from Moscow with every minute more and more is moved under a question mark, gaining all the stronger. It seemed that the train is about to go.
      In the taxi was dark, damp and cold. From rubber floor mat, where she lay, something intolerable smell. Body, skovannoe nepodvi?nost?Ø in a narrow hallway, ko?enelo from promozgloj dampness.
      Finally, next to the machine, on the streets were wet snow, the upcoming hlØpaØ?ie steps boot taxi driver.
      -Listen, tÊlka! -tone communication Garik, zabravšegosÁ in Salon taxi, suddenly became quite another. -From this point on the week I am your host! I got it?!
      Veronica is still lying at the bottom, in the passage between the chairs, nothing in reply without hesitating and trying to imagine what is happening in her life.
      She also fear the soul suddenly felt it loses in General any control with it, and this greatly bothered her and guy.
      -Realized say?! -Garik put down hand groped her collar-coats and, despite the fact that view was ?uplyj and dead, lifted her up for škirku, as a kitten.
      Veronica saw quite alongside, in pure specular white from the street, ?etinistuØ cheek Armenians. In the face of it, pahnulo it zlovonnoe breath, and it all, frightened, obmÁkla from awareness helpless and obligations to obey the stranger will. The more disgusting was that it had now become a submissive to armÁške, which was it not even that is nice and now altogether disgusting and totally. She suddenly realizes that once again are!
      -See-Garik became drive on its cheeks some documents, while continuing to keep the škirku, as a kitten. -I took us ÕSVÕ!
      Veronica nothing could understand. She tried to understand what is it that says her this brazen Armenians, why is he so behaves with it, why so unceremoniously suddenly became with it as if it were a šantrapoj and not milovidnoj, bright, brilliant young woman deserves the admiration and worship!
      Forecasts released her collar, and Veronica as Kul potatoes, crumbled down on rubber wide spacing.
      -Lie here! -again ordered it Forecasts. -I'll go with the guys dogovorØs? to the machine have chosen week! Take a week-long sex vacation! Love the hohlušek! While you're at all Belle! I immediately zaprimetil, when even the first time you had to, because and remember! Never thought I dostaneš?sÁ! And you who was at that time as well?!
      -With her husband! Veronica was surprised that in her voice zaskvozili hnykaØ?ie notes as naškodivšego teenager who surrendered at the mercy of an adult.
      -With her husband! There were two. This is what your husband was?! Thin or thick?!
      -Fat.
      -Solid guy! And the second? This who was?!
      -So, employee it?!
      -And-a-a! Well, and where did your husband had gone?! -udivlÊnno asked Forecasts. -Divorced? Quickly something! Or threw it you?! Although this hardly threw! Yes, the eye Yes eyes need-beautiful you very much! Hey guys, probably, and lipnut to you! It does not give! Well?! Hohluški-smazlivye, in General, all women, as to the selection. But you! Are you a real beauty!
      Petr stopped, whether something thinking or awaiting a response from Veronica, appreciating his utterance.
      -Well, husband-then where had gone?! -poinetersovalsÁ it.
      -Killed his replied Veronica.
      -It was that gangster?
      -See thug.
      Who killed something?! Moscow what?!
      -Everything you know! -for the first time outrage girls prorvalos? through fear and confusion.
      You did not derzi me, and now the jiffy vykinu on the street! There you said and will select! ... So who killed something?!
      -The one second that the machine sitting next to me, in-reply Veronica, negoduÁ inside about the interrogation, which was totally inappropriate.
      -U-u-u, it wouldn't! Thin, ?uplyj! It's that, too, the Bandit?! -surprised Armenian.
      He is a fool! -viciously answered girl. -Listen, let's later you me questioning ustroiš?! IDI arrange meetings about the car and Aida in train, he soon ot?alit? must! Opozdaem-at its kolymage me in Sumy povezÊš?! Veronica felt that fear gradually fit into her soul. Already and Caucasians does not seem such terrible, as at first, maybe what everything as if had been restored.
      -Okay, lie here quietly! -ordered Armenian. -I went!
      Door zahlopnulas?. Steps petered out, and Veronica remained one.
      Now she painfully doubts how quickly of the nezvannogo guest. She and prozvala it to myself-"guest".
      It is not ulybalos? to bring home to the tail of the brazenness armÁšku. "?urok" she could never tolerate them and for the people not believed. Black, as voron?Ê! Veronica saw them at home only on-farm market where they were imported, South of fruits and vegetables. They always disliked. Stranger people, nerusi! Besides speculators! Don't they cultivated and traded tangerines Yes peach, who with Crimea brought on their "kopejkah" with reinforced suspension, which used trucks, loading them a ton of fruit. There would be bought for next to nothing in the arrangements in the gardens, and triple the price sold here. And the price is not sbavlÁli even if goods began to sour. They then its just thrown! And, in Moscow with "?urekom" has had to face! Even with her in Sumy go! Here's a brazen these "Chump"!
      Ugh-Veronica was nasty to splØnula on the floor. She and think never could that so closely to communicate with a representative of a people that she not dolØbliva and not respected. Suddenly Veronica presented to probably kiss with this "dirty nigger" and it almost stošnilo. Ugh-abomination! Forbid!!!
      Only now until it suddenly became extend this armÁninu promise. His insolent "week will you tear as su?ku!" rezanulo ear, but only now, when torpor of fear, skovavšee her consciousness, was quietly dropped. "Vlipla!"-with thought girl.
      Well, isn't she could imagine that all luck so awry for her. She thought how?! Well, throw things at the hotel-pity, heck, okay! Well, turns a hundred dollars on the ruble-just on Moscow taxi to Kiev, even grabitel?skim commercial prices, Yes on a train ticket. Its proprietary research it for the first time the House was a bit of a stay to hold out until it is to do. The most important things she thought-run with hotels!
      And what happened?! Well, udrala it! One hundred dollars, up to the all-Pro is not something that all her plans-not enough even to get! And instead of freedom she became suddenly, nor from nowhere, is not observed, as has happened-a slave of a brazenness among!
      Veronica again peredÊrnulo from omerzeniÁ. She couldn't even believe what all this is happening with it. Not with someone, and with it! This generally should not have it happen! Let with anyone else, just not with it!
      So, probably, and every person who doesn't believe in fact that it starts going on something unusual, not a deed in normal concepts, while not accustomed to this or that do not end in itself. For example, when a person dies, they long get. But here are of course end gathered. Veronica saw how plot untwisted speeds compressed Springs, and was where everything would shoot at all.
      Doubt has now been reduced: draws services use escape could! It was the once washed away! Why is it rassladilas??! Why was the search for the armÁšku! Well, and that?! The adventures of their head?!
      Veronica reverted zapru?ennyj people as at the time of the revolution or mass resettlement kiyevsky rail terminal, kilometre line at ticket offices and confessed suddenly itself that unassisted not run would not come from Moscow-buy ticket in time to the train not to be late!
      No, with armÁnom may properly consulted. It is not imposed to it! requested triple the price for a taxi! And what she, malohol?naÁ, wanted?! He helped To run, even for free?!
      Veronica recollected how Garik face from perekosilo near nevyrazimogo fear when referring to about seeking her ?e?encah. Of course if they learn that he helped run hotel, it is at best not pozdorovit?sÁ. Hippo I remember saying that someone "Czechs"-he so called somehow-guys, shoot and throat people cut as sheep! So the Forecasts and frightened. It's better for them than RAM?! And what they will do if find?!! No, I knew that all luck would have it, the latest shirt would cough up and left! But! ... but not paid the same! Agreed that the most useful! Here and now! What Gariku said that you have no money! Well, it raspotrošila be podklad bags, well, gave him another hundred! Well. and everything! Goodbye! Have the okno?anii performance kick under the backside. As you tried to out of the car vypihnut?! Nevertheless! Naprosilas? on a new adventure! The content of armÁnu! Ugh! Dura! Well, exactly fool!!!
      Veronica is not predstalÁla, as it allows him to touch her zla?nym places herself loved, leleÁla and holila at every opportunity and has been protecting her own for use only when she dictated its whim. Oh no, even question no touch!
      "No! -thought Veronica. -In the train, and let only try polezt? to me! Immediately zakri?u! Going to the aid of call! Brykat?sÁ will, in the end! Do not give him nothing! Get nothing! "...
      The driver's door again raspahnulas?. In the damp and cold wind machine from the street.
      -Get up! -gave its Forecasts. -Ran! Before departure five minutes left, and he stands on the side of the station, at the eleventh track!
      Veronica rose from rubber mat, difficult vysvobodivšis? from captivity narrow aisle between the seats, villages in the back seat machines and osmotrelas?.
      -How do I escape something?! -it myself and saw what had become of her bright demisezonnoe model coats, stained now traces boot Garik and wet black oily mud with rubber rugs taxi. Did you look at me!
      Train departs in five minutes! -again said Forecasts, and tone of his voice became below. It appeared threatening notes. -I own promise fulfilled: you train tickets bought! If we opozdaem, I still will you have a week! Believe me, I have, where you for a week in Moscow close. And then vykinu on the street! And everything! I know I don't know! And you will find, he Said you will chop and skormit their dogs. I got it?!
      -Realized! -ispuganno commended Veronica.
      -So that now, tÊlka, so all you got, run to the train, that there are forces! And don't look-dirty or clean! It's your last chance! I got it?!
      -Realized! -agreed Veronica, realizing that really stands on the brink of an abyss, and behind the evil black exudes coolness unhealthy.
      Petr glÁnul hours:
      -You have to jump into life in three and a half minutes! Car number six! Run!
      She jumped out of the car, not forgetting his bag with dollars in podklade, and the quiet in full, on-the-go sadly bredu?uØ rastalkivaÁ as infinite tape v?nogo cinema, crowds and are no longer obora?ivaÁs? and not making excuses. She thought that she is running so fast that Forecasts behind it and will never catch up. And she wanted to have it behind it! Young was the last episode of this nightmarish Moscow sleep could not end. It hoped that the vprygnuv in the train, she finally awakes, and further on everything will be different. Not as before! But in a different way! Everything will be fine!
      Veronica, obbe?av station building vysko?ial entering dead-end street to the left. Here people was significantly less. Only cops, passengers and loaders. Eyes it našarila to your train. And there are! Eleventh way! It glÁnula the clocks. Before graduating in two minutes. Veronica rushed forward, like pripustila trying to stay ahead of time. Until Perron was meters.
      It prom?alas? by several policemen, and after it was closed by the trill police whistle. "Gone Vaughn, bitches! I did not violate! "-thought it prosebÁ, pripustiv even faster. In the dark from somewhere from the sky by the station neslos? ad on the administration of its trains. Diktorša eager passengers Godspeed.
      She had to catch the train! In order to proceed! This train, who must save her life!
      Veronica fled along by the whole. Twelfth wagon, tenth!
      In each corridor was provodnica with raised up signal flags, govorivšimi, that everything is OK, you can be sent.
      Suddenly there were some incredible chunking. Veronica, zapyhavšaÁsÁ, little that is already soobra?aØ?aÁ from wild Sprint race, couldn't figure out where this chunking.
      And here she saw that train, her native train broke up, began to roll along the ramp. She only poravnÁlas? with the ninth wagon. At first she ran faster than moving cars, but their speed are aligned, and later the second they've become overtake its run.
      Veronica realized that late. She stopped at the edge of impotently Perona. Past it in some rapidly passed, more and more equivalent cars of a train it hopes, desperation jump out of a nightmare.
      Tears of themselves they covered eyes. Through them, as in prelomlÊnnye, a magnifying glass, passed -- their rustling yellow squares wagon Windows platforms deliver them in open doors to promote a ... it was the end!
      Hey, malohol?naÁ! Jump here! -there from somewhere behind female voice.
      Even without anything sensible enough, Veronica turned to shout, saw the approaching rapidly which it yellow prÁmougoll?nnik open door tamboura, thirteenth wagon, standing in it any two silhouette, and, realizing that scream from jumped looking who and why oral, forward, uhvatilas? for handrails and intruded the Tambour.
      Zaskol?zili on styloj reflÊnoj Feet metalli?esko plate sex tamboura, colored Orange paint. Veronica barely not podskol?znulas?, but stop short at the hands of povisših at poru?nÁh, on the sides of the entrance. Silhouettes otprÁnuli inside the Tambour.
      Veronica has levelled out, became, smahnula tears had prevented her to see.
      Had provodnica and Forecasts. Both were smiling.
      -Well, you like antelope Wildebeest came! said provodnica, turning her back on her on the shoulder.
      -Well done! Probably, the Olympic record broken! You who wanted to catch up with something, locomotive? To do that is gathered in the campaign?! So they took! Although no, look-Ka, smazlivaÁ, mo?a and face podvinulis? at polpalki!
      Provodnica taratorila rot. Language she worked as Pamela. But not ob?alas? on her Veronica caustic sometimes jokes and remarks. She was happy that bad dream stayed together with Moscow outside the train, who had her tongue home.
      She suddenly felt a warm joy within themselves a boundless happiness. She wanted to hug everyone: and Garik, despite Armenians and conductor from which, as of the cornucopia floated never-ending verbal stream.
      The last wagon Wheels fractional even some Austrian anthem. Maybe it was a hymn of farewell with evil from which vynyrival train, leaving barren and silent space immobility. Train vynyrival karmic site which Veronica many troubles and experiences. The only reminder about the unhappy period of life now remained Forecasts, which had to be overcome as soon as possible.
      Hey, girlfriend! -provodnica, still continuing to cackle and joke, unceremoniously pushed her in the shoulder as if they were zakady?nymi girlfriends. -And I know!
      Now and Veronica recognized in woman-the Vistula on her husband out when they fled to Moscow. However, even surprisingly it was spared the no emotions-share already was nothing.
      -You are the same, it is the most, girlfriend, wife of Hippo! -Finally remembered her Alla. Then in ST. travelled, and now that, in the compartment?! A-AA! I realized that you m?alas? ST. with Behemoth dogonÁla! Do you mind, hobby is, apart the different cars!
      Veronica was silent. The joy of getting rid of the Moscow nightmare has faded a bit with this golosistoj and blatant nahalkoj.
      -Oh no! I'm in ST. meal in the sixth wagon! -reported before Alla Veronica.
      -Well, something I look pripustila by, as rapid DOE! Well, come on, topaj! -Alla nahmurilas?, smile strayed away from her face. -Bags to Begemotu, and the car is stolen!
      -Not to be stolen! Veronica replied, opening the door in the car.
      -Vaughn as privoro?ila that anybody?! Look, he man prominent! Such as you kukolok in glorious town as manure located! And here's one-heard Hippo Veronica sent a tirade conductors, passing along past the Coupe. Passengers at times which her on the path, rasstupalis?, prislonÁlis? to poru?nÁm or left in the compartment, skipping forward.
      -Yes No already this your Hippo! -skazl her loud Forecasts, before just lying in the vestibules and slušavšij words.
      How not?! -wonder Alla. But Petr already went behind Alsou, pootstav from it at polvagona. -How is it not?!
      In the voice of cheeky conductors, still doletavšem to the ears of Veronica the other end of the wagon, error alert.
      -Killed him! -threw at Black River City Alle Garik already since the middle of the corridor.
      -As killed?! Who killed?! When?! -rassteralas? Alla. In the voice of conductors now sounded notes of genuine grief that it suddenly generously bestowed Forecasts. -And you who this?! How did you know?!
      -Companion I! -tossed Forecasts from opposite the exit of the car and disappeared in the vestibules.
      Alla as stood in the corridor near raso?egarennogo titanium, collapsed on the floor, as she was mowed down terrible news. Passengers standing in the hallway, become unwitting witness the drama rushed to her.

Chapter 6.

      Veronica woke up after a Fugue. Seems sleep there.
      Now she lay in a clean bed linen such NET that even skripelo.
      Top warm blanket in a crisp autumn starch or pododeÁl?nike.
      At first she could not imagine that it is happening, where she.
      Bed it was surrounded by somehow canopy, opaque, from dense white silk. The canopy was light iskusstennogo lighting, and she first decided that being in a hospital.
      She couldn't really recall that it happened. Some memories, and maybe it was just a dream, along in the head. They were otryv?atymi and filthy, and Veronica it seemed that this was heavy and nightmare.
      Last light that she remembered, so this conversation with school girlfriend, who promised to take her to their kompan?onši to the market.
      In this remembrance of it and decided to focus to a bad dream, this fantasmagori?eskij nightmare, he retired from her mind forever.
      However, as she tried to make a move, wild pain in all my?cah, throughout the body, the vagina, uterus, in the back passage-everywhere-firing as lightning.
      From this outbreak she yell zavyla.
      In this second sluduØ?uØ after awakening, Veornika realized that this wasn't a nightmare, and even more nightmare reality.
      Howl it degenerated in Ston bitterness, from the eyes sprayed him tears.
      Canopy be stirred, his sex otvorili, and the inside face of UNDP.
      -O?uhalas?, girlfriend! -said person.
      Veronica something wanted to ask, but language hurt stir, sore throat all peresohlo, and she only zamy?ala as cow.
      Yes, tÊlka, got to you! -proizneslo face. -I say thanks! Mamka you wanted in consumption to ruin, as agreed, that thou oko?uriš?sÁ still aposlÁ such a steep iz?ÁbeniÁ. But I got hardly, it cancelled its order. It has already ordered you throw in the trash! And there's a garbage truck and dump!
      Person fell and looked at it for a while, apparently waiting for gratitude, but without waiting, continued:
      -I am for you five hundred dollariev "mamke" otstegnula! Liked me! Immediately saw fell in love with you! Would a barrel! ... E-eh! Well, the first are keeping silent, talk!
      Person was waiting for a response.
      Veronica wanted to stir the language, but the pain does not gave her do it.
      Before the Veronica is poplylo, and she again okunulas? in insanity ...
      She woke up.
      Now memories were ot?Êtlivee.
      Fell ill with everything at once, and it seemed that nightmare it prigrezilsÁ. Nightmare and its life.
      It suddenly wanted to pray, but she did not know any prayer. However, Veronica somehow believed that if she had with a prayer to any Holy or even to the most Holy Theotokos, and saved it, vyzvolila it from the hell of it.
      But Veronica did not know how to pray, and because only bitter and silently cried.
      Canopy again was closed. It still shone a light luminescent illumination.
      Now Veronika stralas? not to move to shout from the pronzitel?noj pain. It does not like to see again seemed unfamiliar face, which would become her telling about what paid her $ 500 to not throw away in a huge trash that every morning taken far beyond city heavy, loaded any rubbish, garbage truck.
      Then, if not killed at boot time, it would find the huge living there, as a city, pomojke Banda Moscow homeless and gave the wives-its King.
      She was Naughty. Muck this as oskomina gnezdilas? somewhere inside her, in the shower.
      It should not be here now! This should not occur with it! Veronica waited another happy fate, full of joy, success, wealth ... how she ended up here? Everything in her life has changed so dramatically, so swiftly and so wrong? It seems to fall asleep in light room Princess, and woke up in the basement of the kuharkoj or posudomojkoj, or as a cleaning lady ... Oh no, worse-prostitute!
      Prostitute!!! Whore!!!
      In nightmares dream she couldn't imagine such a present. In her view, prostitutes were fallen women, who are themselves elected yourself this way. It was their conscious choice. They knew what went!
      Never, never, she would not have become a prostitute!
      And now suddenly somehow evil rock fate podšutila with it, that of the wife of a successful owner it has become a prostitute. And she could not do anything with it! She even move couldn't! She was hurt! Sick at heart, hurt in the body! She wanted to stop this existence as frightful, wrong movie!
      Veronika ustavilas? up in the center of the cone, where canopy shodilsÁ, and was thus was long, not ševelÁs?. Tears streamed on her cheeks. There were tears powerless rage and despair.
      The world suddenly changed around her and became another. She didn't want to do this. It's like kutÊk, puppy, lost su?kinu sis?ku, now pi?ala all in the shower, called back lost his small paradise which-it doesn't even thought never-so roads it.
      In the head Leslie everyones thoughts. VopsominaniÁ, unfortunate.
      They beredili soul sharp hooks, causing nesterpimye emotional suffering. Ah, if, if ...
      If all was not as if it had not married a Hippo, and jumped on the neck to the beggar bezrodnomu lejtenantiku ákovlevu, the same as she herself.
      He would probably married her! Because she saw that love him! Veronica noticed, as he looks at it. Although, perhaps, it only seemed ...
      But if everything was so!
      Then she went to a countryside, as many of her girlfriends from school who marry young povyskakivali oficerikov from artu?ili?a. And, perhaps, would there happy somehow their little happiness that there's husband, salary on a piece of bread, a no angle for life.
      She'd waited for him from service every day. In the evening it was dirty and tired with the polygon. She'd nursed his dinner, and then they went to bed ...
      From the last thoughts dream suddenly burst like a soap bubble. Veronica suddenly like pomoÁmi foul inside obdalo, felt sick.
      Memories of bullying can be moved during the orgy suddenly more inundated by frankness. And was hurt as well as from attempts to move.
      Veronica began again. Cry was hurt: body gradually restored. Tears rolled on her peacefull ?Ê?kam, burning puncovym, frenetic suffuse, pushed her beautiful face neck collar was found with traces of krovopodtÊkov and a belt plaques from the cap bolts studs.
      The canopy was light and quiet.
      Veronica it now only one around never nobody was to be undisturbed, and finally it could die, quiet, calm, without pain.
      She agreed was lying, standing, waiting for death though day, week, at least a thousand years. She would turn to stone, but only to its more touches not ChvÀtal would her hands and feet, not collected in her hair high his fist, has, in the most secret and favorite, secluded her body defiance of her soul, she would not have caused more pain ...
      Somewhere suddenly sound ?ÊlkaØ?ego door.
      The sounds of voices. In the room, according to Õhu of sounds not very great, someone entered, peregovarivaÁs?. Votes were slyšlno that this man and woman.
      Veronica couldn't move, but she wanted in this minute become the size of a mouse, so its not found, lost on this clean, bright, filled expensive šurša?im linen in bed.
      She was scared that everything that it will again be repeated again. Sounds male voice her heart in fear to shudder and then freeze from wild fright.
      Inside the canopy again prosunulos? familiar now face, her Lady.
      -Not harder? Saying something though can?
      He waited for a while, but then disappeared.
      -That's it! -a woman's voice for canopy. -See it!
      Inside the canopy prosunulos? male person with hoary bit, with the same gray moustache and glasses.
      Veronica couldn't move, because I knew that this would cause her nesterpimuØ pain but she v?at?sÁ in a mattress, matched with its surface itself become prostynÊj from fright.
      Next in canopy prosunulas? hairy men's hand. It repelled the quilt, which was stored Veronica. A person wearing glasses was viewing her body. Veronica couldn't raise your head, couldn't it rotate. It just staring at this person, and she was intolerably scary and embarrassing.
      Had the feeling that it is a piece of meat, which examines the butcher before it remain. It felt as cold, rough men's fingers touch her thighs, why something sgibaØt and raising her legs, push the labia. All these touch were painful and cool, fired her like a cool poamÁ.
      Person lean more towards its pelvic pain. In canopy prosunulas? second hand with a small flashlight, which man became a shine to her crotch area.
      Veronika ?ustvovala nesterpimuØ pain from what male person kovyrÁetsÁ fingers in her vagina, anus, but could not even prikusit?.
      A person wearing glasses, in which otsve?ivali her naked hips under folded out at prostynÊj, continued to something vysmatrtrivat? in her sexual organs, now continuously cokaÁ, whether mouthed, whether from sympathy.
      When her genitals, dico points transferred his attention to the stomach and chest, but here a long time was delayed.
      Bed of Veronica upstaged, and on the other hand in the canopy prosunulas? it spasiitel?nica. It vlØblÊnno ustavilas? Guerin.
      -No bois?! -She explained man their observations. -All shivers! -then again turned to Veronica. Is a doctor!
      Dr. continued cokat?, pressing it to one, then another chest of Veronica, leading them finger, an then covered it with a blanket and disappeared behind a canopy.
      Female person also disappeared. Veronica heard whisper of doctor something told her new friend.
      From pain, shame, shame, because she could not even move, and now everyone can so come and ?upat? of her body, breeding in the legs, buttocks, zalazit? push fingers, not sprosÁs?, even in its most secret place, she was ashamed, nasty and hurt so that wanted to immediately die right now cease. She did not agree with the position in which suddenly appeared. And this has caused such emotional suffering, which she never knew.
      A click again For a canopy Castle.
      It soon returned's Saviour and prolezla again inside the canopy.
      Now her person seemed so strange, as before. Veronica had time to get used to it, and it was nice to see it, although she did not know why.
      -In General so! -reported, then began to think, apparently as sformuliorovat? everything she wanted in your own words to convey her diagnosis doctor. -The doctor says you cool, girlfriend! He was not sure, but may have to do the operation. In General, says that you need to put in the hospital for medical examination. But "mamka" you for anything from releases! It is easier to send you into a garbage truck than in hospital ... Yes, girlfriend, asked me the task itself does not know what to do! You said something though can or dumb?
      Veronica staring at it and crying. Tears streamed on its beautiful li?iku, and she thought the woman: "Kill me, just not hurt!"
      NazvavšaÁsÁ spasitel?nicej was silent, as if listening, wouldn't answer, but then remembered:
      -Oh yes! You now dropper story ...
      Mood it suddenly changed:
      I don't know why I'm with you a friend of spiders, the money you spend! Who art thou me this, anyway?! Maybe you, generally, oko?uriš?sÁ, and I stelØs? before you!
      Now the woman long and closely watched Guerin, and on the face of it, a theatrical competitions, reflect the struggle of passions, struggles inside. See how painfully ponders what: continue to further spend considerable money on treatment of Veronica, or allow mamke send it the body in a garbage truck.
      It was rumored that the room someone entered.
      Something brought and placed near a bed of Veronica, the canopy. The prosunulas? another head. It was the woman in white hat. In the hands of she kept vatu and needle with connected to the system.
      -Okay! said's Saviour. You lie still, let prokapaØt you! And I work went. Me till the morning. The light I don't you do! I hope that in a couple of weeks oklimaeš?sÁ! Can before! However, treat you to do! Money to spend!
      A minute later in the room was empty. Veronica remained one, one on one with their heavy any concern.
      She felt that again is disabled ...
      When she woke up, the system was not.
      It po?uvtsovala that it noticeably better. She still could not Move, but the pain was not a total, zahvatyvavšaÁ all consciousness and not even think davddavšaÁ
      The canopy is still shone a light. System on hand. Probably, it's been quite a lot of time.
      ?Êlknul Castle. Someone entered. Suddenly excited whisper of several women's votes. They are about something vibrant exchanged words.
      In canopy prosunulas? it's Saviour. It's fun ustavilas? Guerin, then asked some optimism and enthusiasm:
      -Well, you as a friend?!
      Yes, apparently! Veronica was surprised that can talk.
      -On! First time to hear what you are saying! -wonder woman. -I thought sinful deeds that you dumb! Listen, I here girls led! Want to see you!
      -And I watch it?! -wonder Veronica.
      -Well, as the same! You are here star! We can say that Star "Cosmos"! Unable to appear, and everything about you only say!
      -What in me such that speak?! Veronica felt that it still hard-it's fast utomlÁlo it.
      -Well, as the same! -wonder now spasiitel?nica. -Probably the Mongol-Tatar yoke so anyone in Moscow not Ábli as you. And, secondly, beautiful you very much! Well, that I girls run?!
      Veronica was unpleasant, that it came spotted as the zverušku in a cage, but remembering the kindness of the Lady and her 500 spent on her salvation bucks, she agreed.
      Several women's prosunulos? In canopy, smiling heads.
      Veronica suddenly seemed like a reminiscence of the distant childhood that it came to visit her girlfriends were pionerlagerÁ on your party, and was even easier from this sonma smiling, curious, with interest on her face emoticon symbols.
      -Ouch! Vika, well you're doing well! It is now your girlfriend will, huh?! Angelinku on cunt mixer?! Well, you and kralØ a otorvala-blood with milk?! -the someone Veronica. -Where is this?! Explicitly yugov girl!
      -And I don't know! I heard from doctor...but that Ukraine from somewhere! replied it's Saviour. You where itself something?!
      From sum! Veronica replied.
      Is that? -not realized Vika.
      -City ...
      -Great?!
      -Big ...
      -No, not heard! -otrezØmirovala Vika. But us and Moscow well! However, girls?!
      -AHA! Moscow Super! This is the best city! U-u-Hooray! "raznogolos?e vseb?ego, slono they sobbralis? here.
      -Well, okay, girls! Poglazeli?! Met?! All otvalivaem! The girl in the himself didn't come after the consecration. Then get better!
      -Yes! Beautiful! -otrezØmiroval someone from Vikinyh girlfriends.
      -E-e! Chur is not lapat?! -barred the Vika somebody's attempt to climb to Veronica hand under the blanket. -Everything! Leave all! GER out!
      Women with regret were slotted in baldahine over Veronikinoj bed.
      Now I like Vika expels all of the rooms. Soon smolkli votes, and now the firing someone single steps, returning to the bed. It was the Vika.
      -Well, let's get well! -looked it in canopy. -You day another dropper hold, then will the restaurant hav?ik wear! Well, you're strong Baba! -at last entered into it. -Like fragile such to?ÊnaÁ figurine, all as Chrysalis million dollariev! A look-Ka as cat liveliest! Vaughn, already and grip zarumÁnilis?! She raised the blanket and looked ocenivaØ?e as its fiefdom. -Everything comes in! Just amazing!
      Vika peredohnula, gathering with thoughts and with gusto, both on the bun, looked Veronica in person:
      -Okay! Rest! You then talk! With me you will live! Everything ništÁk in hut! Obaldeeš?!
      With these words she disappeared, leaving Veronica evaluate new impressions and pondering how to forge a new relationship with life: you need to adapt.

Chapter 7.

      Veronika went forward in composition, transcending the car over the wagon under dimensional, are Lulling perestuk wheels a promised her now end all alarms, suffering and fear. The farther departed train of Moscow, the more time on the road, was the stronger became the Veronica self-confidence and a sense of mine over the abyss that dwell in the past two days, stay in the capital, now lost, gradually disappeared as it was.
      She had perepa?kannoe as pobyvavšee in the role of sexual rag, coat to keep it resembled her about the recent dramatic events station, and pinned it on hand that was holding handbag with zašitymi in podklad to a few thousand dollars. Now view it was quite respectable, as do any of this train passengers traveling-no better, not worse.
       îäíîì èç ïåðåõîäîâ ìåæäó âàãîíàìè, òàì, ãäå ïî áîêàì îò ëÿçãàþùèõ äðóã ïî äðóãó ïàíöèðíûõ ïëàñòèí, ñîåäèíÿþùèõ ïóòü äëÿ ïàññàæèðîâ, âèäíåëèñü ïðîñâåòû îòêðûòîãî ïðîñòðàíñòâà, â êîòîðûõ ìåëüêàëè, âûõâàòûâàåìûå èç êðîìåøíîé òåìíîòû îòñâåòàìè èç âàãîííûõ îêîí ðåëüñû è øïàëû, å¸ ïîñåòèëà ìûñëü èçáàâèòüñÿ îò ïîëóïàëüòî, êîòîðîå òåïåðü, äàæå ïîñëå õèì÷èñòêè, âðÿä ëè áû ïðèíÿëî ñâîé ïðåæíèé, øèêàðíûé îáëèê, ñîâñåì. Îíà ïîäóìàëà ïðîïèõíóòü, ñêîìêàâ â ïëîòíûé øàð, ïîëóïàëüòî â îäèí èç áîêîâûõ ïðîñâåòîâ, ÷òîáû îíî óïàëî âíèç, íà ðåëüñû, è óæå ñîáðàëàñü ýòî ñäåëàòü, íî â ñàìûé ïîñëåäíèé ìîìåíò âäðóã ïåðåäóìàëà: åé ïî÷åìó-òî ñòàëî æàëêî âûáðàñûâàòü ýòó âåùü. Áûòü ìîæåò ïîòîìó, ÷òî îíà íàïîìèíàëà åé î òîì âðåìåíè, êîãäà îíà ìîãëà áåñïå÷íî, äàæå íå çàäóìûâàÿñü îöåíå, êóïèòü òàêîå ïîëóïàëüòî â ôåøåíåáåëüíîì ñòîëè÷íîì âàëþòíîì ìàãàçèíå íà Íîâîì Àðáàòå, ãäå äàæå èíîñòðàíöû øàðàõàëèñü îò öåí ñ êðóãëûìè ãëàçàìè. À îíà ìîãëà! Ìîãëà, ïîòîìó ÷òî ðÿäîì áûë Áåãåìîò, êîòîðûé âûïîëíÿë å¸ æåëàíèÿ ïî îäíîìó äàæå íå æåñòó, à ïðîñòî âçãëÿäó.
      Yes-a Behemoth, though was paskudnik, womanizer and switch on women, but her, his wife, loved like yourself. She saw, felt it! And how much time he podkradyvalsÁ to it, like all precious extraction, fearing to frighten off the accidental movement of her as a game. Veronica allowed him to do it. Perhaps he thought that makes it very cunning and unnoticed for her, but she saw how he compresses ring around her and already well before vsporhnula with him under the Crown, when no one else and namÊka could not appear on their future marriage, knew that would be his wife. All around the thought that the Hippo-shirt the guy Kohl leads almost every day for a whole kafk and restaurants with girlfriends vatagu buddies, but Veronica something not even assumed-she knew what this is all just a veil, masking his slow, cautious podkradyvaniÁ to it.
      Of course, it was flattering, and inside it a strange flirting, in which participated the whole campaign nothing dogadyvaØ?ihsÁ about true direction games Hippo guys and girls, was happy somehow strange happiness. She was a star! No one next to it did not know this, but it was a star, the only truly tempting star on Sky man called JOra Begetov. And he was value! He was a real value!
      "Oh, JOra, Zhora! -suddenly nowhere remembered Veronica husband. -Why do we all happen?! Why do you popÊrsÁ in ÕtugrÊbannuØ Moscow?! That House is not sidelos? with a young wife, Liu ... "
      She barely not thought "favourite"! Whether it's LØ?ila, her husband-it was for her tough question! At times she just hated. At times it terept?. Sometimes when found raspalenie passion, it allowed him to do with everything but set ?orinyh bedding fantasy was very limited. And then, after these soitij that Begemotu may have seemed passionate and plkimi, but it somehow didn't meet, she hated it! Well, as it could his love, if almost always had to sneak her after sovokupleniÁ mastrubirovat?, not that deliver yourself, and if only to not outweigh the stress and pain lower abdomen after razz?eniÁ passion.
      Sometimes Veronica thought somehow when something a little later, when family life is their "ustakanit?sÁ" will become a very understandable though it'll teach ?oru delivering her, not just check your process, thinking that she too has everything! As vice versa when it all ends, it only came in readiness to love this.
      Maybe so she and find adventure! Gladyshev, Ohromov, Yakovlev! Ah, Zhora Zhora! What do you make!
      Veronica caught that accuses late husband in their izmenah him. However, for women have-blame others for their sins, and especially man next to her husband. The attack works best. Upgrade to it it was as child! She saw it through, and he thought that all his adventures are covered with mystery. Yes it's face was when with whom, and how many times he perespal, walking away from it! These labels have read It as a primer, and he thought very tricky! Perhaps Veronica and nastavlÁla him little horns that saw how he behaves towards her!
      No, there is no shame was that he slept with other women, though, as she knew many of her married girlfriend just with Ouham followed by jealousy, from one just thought that their husband to someone zaberÊtsÁ. However, probably even it would seem odd, but it does not sazala to JaurÕs, even if he were in their marital bed took even a girlfriend! Only ottrahal, ot?Êb would it ever really like it to even out vyvernulo from fun! And there though ten girls next-it's her! And she knew that he would always her how much he potaskušek on the side.
      Her shame was that Zhora not trahal, but changed it! Here is where the root obily! And he couldn't it can you tell! And it was not convened it rastolkovyvat?-it was too!
      Åñëè áû îí åé ãîâîðèë: "Çíàåøü, Âåðîíèêà, â÷åðà ñ áàá¸íêîé ñõëåñòíóëñÿ, íó ñ òîé, ÷òî ñ íàìè â ðåñòîðàíå áûëà, ðûæåíüêàÿ òàêàÿ, ãðóäàñòàÿ! Õîðîøî åá¸òñÿ, ëÿðâà, äàæå ëó÷øå ÷åì òû!", òî îíà áû æèâî âêëþ÷àëàñü áû â áåñåäó è îòâå÷àëà ÷òî-òî âðîäå: "Æîðèê! Äà îòêóäà òû çíàåøü, êàê ÿ åáóñü, êîãäà òû ìåíÿ äî îðãàçìà-òî íè ðàçó íå äîâ¸ë?! Òû æå êîí÷àåøü, êîãäà ÿ òîëüêî íà÷èíàþ! Íó, êà äàâàé ïîïðîáóåì ñåé÷àñ! Ïîñìîòðèøü, êòî ëó÷ãå â ïîñòåëè - òÿ áëÿä¸øêà ðûæàÿ èëè òâîÿ ñóïðãóà-êðàñàâèöà, ìîëîäèöà, ÿãîäêà, êàêóþ ïîèñêàòü!" Íî îí æå òàê íå ãîâîðèë! Îí ñêðûâàë ñâîè îòíîøåíèÿ ñ äðóãèìè æåíùèíàìè, äóìàÿ, ÷òî îíà äóðà è íè÷åãî íå âèäèò, à ïîòîì äåëà âèä, ÷òî íè÷åãî íå ïðîèñõîäèò è óäèâëÿëñÿ, êîãäà îíà îáèæàëàñü íà òî, ÷òî îí å¸ íå ëþáèë, à áîÿëñÿ, êàê ïîëèöåéñêîãî! Íåò, îíà íå õîòåëà äëÿ ñâîåãî ìóæà áûòü ìàìêîé îò êîòîðîé òîò ïûòàåòñÿ ñêðûòü âñå ñâîè øàëîñòè. Îíà õîòåëà áûòü åìó ïîäðóãîé, êîòîðàÿ ñîãëàñíà ó÷àñòâîâàòü âî âñåõ åãî øàëîñòÿõ, êàêèìè áû äèêèìè îíè íå êàçàëèñü ïðî÷èì. Íî îí å¸ âñ¸ âðåìÿ ñ ñàìîãî íà÷àëà èõ ñîâìåñòíîé æèçíè ïèõàë íà ìåñòî ìàìû. Îò êîòîðîé îí âñ¸ áóäåò ñêðûâàòü! Íó, ïîòîìó ìàìà è ñòàëà íàñòàâëÿòü Æîðèêó ïîíåìíîãó ðîæêè! Äà îíà æå ìîëîæå íåãî íà ñåü ëåò áûëà, ïàöàíêà åù¸, êàêèå åé ìàìêè! Çà÷åì ýòà ðîëü åé íóæíà áûëà! Íî Æîðà íàâÿçûâàë å¸ ñâîèì âðàíü¸ì è èçìåíàìè. Äà åé áû äàæå èíòåðåñíî áûëî ïîñìîòðåòü, êàê îí ñ äðóãîé ò¸ëêîé â ïîñòåëè ñïðàâëÿåòñÿ, ïîèíòåðåñîâàòüñÿ ó òîé, îíà îò Æîðèíîãî íàòèñêà êîí÷èëà èëè òîæå íåò, ñàìà äîäðà÷èâàëà ïîòîì. Íî îí æå âñ¸ ñêðûâàë, è ò¸ëêè, ïîäðóæêè å¸, òîæå, ãëÿäÿ åé â ãëàçà, äåëàëè âèä, ÷òî íè÷åãî íå ïðîèñõîäèò, èçîáðàæàëè èç ñåáÿ ÷åñòíîñòü ïåðåä íåé. à åé íå íóæíà áûëà ýòà ïîàçóõà, êîòîðîé îíè îòãîðàæèâàëèñü îò å¸, êàê çàáîðîì. Åé íóæíî áûëî, ÷òîáû ó íå¸ áûëè ïîäðóãè, êîòîðûå ãîâîðèëè áû åé: "Ñëóøàé, ÷òî òâîé Æîðèê êîí÷àåò òàê áûñòðî! Âðîäå, êàáàí çäîðîâûé, à êàê ïàöàí¸íîê øêîäëèâûé - âñòàâèë, è ïîòåêëî óæå, à ó íåãî âñ¸ îáìÿêëî - íàòå-çäðàñòå - ïðèïëûëè!" íî ïîäðóãè ìîë÷àëè, äåëàÿ âèä, ÷òî íå ñïÿò ñ Æîðîé, è ýòèì îòãîðàæèâàÿñü îò íå¸, èìåííî ýòèì ñâîèì ïàñêóäíûì îòíîøåíèåì íàâåøèâàÿ åé ðîãà!
      Veronika trÁhnula head: "what is it I'm memories banged?! There is already ?ory?! Ahead of another life! And I am his adventures obmusolivaØ! "
      In fact, ahead of it was waiting for his hometown, where since childhood everything was cute, familiar and habitually, where even some troubles were their, native, some pets, not threatened to plunge into the complete despair and fear, as it was in Moscow. All uspokoilos?, everything, everything passed ... it was on the one hand! But on the other hand ahead was life in solitude and material u?emlÊnosti, from which it is already otvykla. It was the other side of the coin, neradostnaÁ! And it had to get used to!
      So Veronica was along in composition, passing the car over the wagon discoursing on these, everyday themes, until suddenly not revisiting Garike, who had latched on for it. Yes, Armenian was the last unpleasant reminder of the Moscow period of her life, from which we get right now. He did not ukldyvalsÁ at all in any of her thought, no joy, NIV sad. It was out of her thoughts about the future. He was an alien element in her life!
      Veronica was not convened with him sleep as the expected this brazen "csurka."
      Yes that he himself imagined, in the end, this zanØhannyj Moscow taxi driver! She let a widow, but still a thief in law would be the stelit?sÁ! No, it was nesusvetnaÁ chutzpah! But now they've not in Moscow, now they are well! And when they are in the compartment where Forecasts bought them tickets, she will tell him that this is impossible! No sex between them! Neither-Ka-to-go! Yes it simply does not want it! It does not just with ?urekami in postel?ne form, to even think about it not dare-so it is nasty and naughty! No, he thinks that it agreed to retire under each counter-lateral?! Or he believes he neotrazim?! Maybe he thinks that bought it?! Of course, picked up a triple the price for help in escaping from the hotel! Changed her dollars on public rate! That is, it turns out that three to five to fifteen times more expensive than it was with the whole "room"! He nadul it, and so her same šaneški wants, as he put it, "there tear week?! ObojdÊš?sÁ!!!The unscrupulous Armenian Rozsa!
      Veronica suddenly felt a burst of rage, with the whole pronzitel?nost?Ø realizing that we should get rid of Garik right now! It vsporet the washer in the bag until he sees two hundred dollars you have, well, maybe three hundred, give him and say to the nearest station ot?alival back to their Moscow!
      For thoughts their Veronica, uvle?as? thoughts on various topics, lost account battery, which has been held, and woke up just when hit a couchette wagon.
      Here was the hustle, cramped, people used to nest on lateral shelves, as in the anthill, so she opomnilas? and asked the conductor smotrevšego to emphasis the frown, angry somehow look:
      Is any number of the wagon, give please?!
      -The fourth! -responded Explorer, after he had time to listen to a story about a lost ticket and save-help, or something like that.
      A sixth where? -asked Veronica without noticing ovedeniÁ Explorer.
      -You that, in the sixth eat? MW? -surprised Explorer.
      -Yes, nodded her head Veronica. And what-not worthy!
      -Yes No-skonfuzilsÁ man, you were!
      And here the Veronica saw!
      She saw that instantly destroyed all her plans thought, who crashed their vdrubezgi, like a mirror, leaving in the head instead of silver current tranquility black emptiness of despair. Fear prošib her from head to foot, as lightning!
      -Spa-c-Bo! She said slowly, like Explorer trying not to sound off there, and the tiptoe went back. When she was in the vestibules and closed the door, then attempted to flee, pripustiv as dogonÁla train.
      In the eyes of her standing said, going on close aisle platzkarta wagon, zaglÁdyvaØ?ij gaze, cutting gaze in Coupe and showing her fotorgrafiØ passengers: "Wee this dÕvu?ku ne vidÕli?!". Behind him, oziraÁs? by ošarivaÁ eyes shelves went more Chechens.
      Not remembering himself Veronica proneslas? through the fifth wagon, zasko?ila in sixth and saw Garik, stoÁvšago in the hallway and about something razdumyvaØ?ego.
      Petr it noticed his naprÁglos? a grimace of mockery and, apparently, shout it something like: "You where šastaeš?!?", but feeling, maybe even seeing horror, swept Veronica osÊksÁ. You can see it immediately all read in the eyes of ispuganoj girls, because immediately said, trying not to attract attention, even prosiÁv Delannoy smile:
      -Well, finally! While I am waiting for you! Come, dearest, Coupe, raspolagajsÁ!:
      "Honey" was run on step, trying now to go as neprinu?dÊnnee as she polu?also? and smile.
      In the corridor people were a bit, and all have been busy with some conversations, so at this stage no one drew attention.
      Veronica approached the Gariku, and he took her hand waist like embracing and guiding in coupe, but actually vpihivaÁ her there with double speed and strength.
      -There Said! Veronica said when Petr deliberately slow, val?Á?no, as if you were looking for and whether it is generally do, closed the door coupe.
      -I have it figured out! -person Garik was strong but not afraid.
      -They go looking into all coupes, ask about me! Veronica felt from the depths of already ridden horror soul bubbles hysterics.
      Da quieter you! -prikriknul on her Young. -Far?!
      -Through car! Veronica replied, eyes her more expanded from fear and despair. -That'll do?! Run?!
      -No! said Forecasts. -Find! You will find-I don't know what you do! But in Moscow will then be taken-that's for sure! And me with you see-I'm going to wallow on Rails where this happens! Yes, tÊlka, cool they are with you zacepilis?, once a train got! This hand-knew would even finger would have led you to help!
      -Well, what to do now?! Veronica shvatilas? behind his head, brosmv on the shelf handbag and coat.
      In the hallway suddenly hubbub. The door opened and neighboring Coupe to the ears of Veronika doletelo priglušÊnnyj partitions Coupe bass Said:
      MTV this dÕvu?ku ne vidÕli?!
      -Knees! -gave its Forecasts.
      -What? -not realized Veronica.
      -Knees-already loud in a whisper repeated Forecasts, nadaviv Veronica that there are forces on the shoulder.
      She thought obeyed his order and arm, opuskavšej her down. In the next second Veronica facing Garikom on lap looking past him on opening the front door, which was to open
      Edge eyes she noticed that Garik something falls down. It its ni?egone managed to understand how Young the able movement pushing her fingers hurt ?Êki, why mouth it unwittingly opened and put him something, completing his entire without a remainder.
      Light in the compartment was switched-Petr krutanulsÁ hull and turned his hand. Was dark.
      Veronica couldn't understand what was going on, her mouth, soft, completing his space. Intolerable, as in the toilet has the urine, and it was a nifty male odor. In the mouth showed up some salty taste. Veronica realized that Forecasts stuffed it in his mouth their lousy member, who became grow, grow, like naduvaemyj balloon. VÈronique did not expect such a turn of events. Wanted to instinctively dÊrnut?sÁ ago, spit out breath a nefarious alien its content should be indignant, alienating and send Garik mat, but he has already grabbed her by the hair, not giving Veronica to head back and was moving its back forward hurt and trapping for loose strands.
      -Sosi, a hitch, sosi! -zaoral Forecasts.
      Member of his grew up in the mouth by Veronica at an alarming rate. Prior to that, with it so never came, and Veronica was all by indignation, rage, disgust, the abomination of his uni?ennogo provisions, anger and resentment. However, she couldn't soprotilÁt?sÁ severe pain with which Young had her head for curls hair with their hands back-forward, and dutifully moved it back.
      -Sosi! Sosi! Sosi! -screamed Forecasts with somehow confusing her enthusiasm, as if it were a train potaskuha that soglsna was otsosat? for money from anyone.
      Darkness Coupe rezanul light from the corridor. Door raspahnulas? wide. On the eve of the coupe was Said with their trust. Due to the thighs Garik, hodivših back in front of her face Veronica had not seen them. Her only silhouettes of shadows on the floor of padavšie.
      MTV this dÕvu?ku ne vidÕli?! -suddenly voice said.
      -Sosi, a hitch, sosi! -screamed Forecasts like experiencing approaching orgasm. It has become a member of the firm, a huge and thick, walked in the mouth of Veronica diving it directly in the throat and vynyrivaÁ back, why it happened vomited impulses. It then grew Throat, s?imalos?, pridavlivaÁ Member Garik from all sides pulsing movements. Veronica felt that the Member Garik too begins to pulsate as something strange.
      MTV this dÕvu?ku ne vidÕli?! -repeated Said.
      Hear how he charite in dark compartment on the wall, trying to turn on the light.
      At this time, Young left off. He udovletvorÊnno zaoral. Veronica felt that, in the throat it hit like a Jet. This was the first impetus of ejaculation.
      Petr immediately dismissed Veronica back and was turned over to standing on the threshold. Member of his protruding vperÊl and up huge truncheon, pulsating continued to regurgitate the seed. Veronica saw yellow as the background of the gateway, as bullets, clots seed Garik, rotating to the door, striking everything around a meter RADIUS, turning the thighs Garik.
      -What do you ask? -asked Young, how could only hear the question.
      Standing in the hallway at the Coupe, bounce in hand, to avoid shelling Member Garik, hop zahlopnuv door coupe.
      Ten seconds Later heard-to, as the door opens adjacent compartments, and Saeed asks passengers in it:
      MTV this dÕvu?ku ne vidÕli?!
      Not keeping yourself from fear Veronica is lurking in the dark, and continuing to kneel, listening to udalÁØ?imsÁ hlopaØ?im sounds the door coupe and basovitomu the voice said, specifying the same question.
      -You, ohrenel?! -loud in a whisper asked Veronica have Garik standing somewhere in the darkness Coupe and prislušivaØ?egosÁ for sounds from outside when it became clear that the pursuers exited.
      -And you wanted to you for cheek navalÁli?! -queried from the darkness Forecasts. -Say thanks that I could crank out to do, and something we both now cover was!
      Veronica promol?ala, soobra?aÁ, in fact whether thank Garik or this sneaky "csurka" before conceived? HrotÁ where he was aware that Said on the train? She saw, as he himself are struhnul when learned that Chechens boarded a train and search in the search.
      However, the abomination that he did not fit or vkakie framework.

Chapter 8.

      Veronica for another week. But it's been a long time, so long ago that it now and not.
      Was already week as she lived wiki.
      As promised, it really was similar to the apartment. Hotel uØtnen?ko, everything is there: washing machine, microwave oven, Hoover, Music Center, vidik. The room was furnished with expensive Finnish furniture.
      Veronica touches. And she couldn't understand why her podkladyvaØt under clients do not send in numbers, although Vika worked as bdzhilka: happened days that she had a handle on ten or fifteen customers.
      With other devo?ami Veronika not dealt, although those were burning desire acquainted, but in the room they didn't go because knew cool temper his mistress-sobstvennicy. Ta revnovala Veronica as a guy, having fallen in love with her.
      Vika was one of those who otmyval her from crap after initiation. She herself she told this in one of the nights when was free from work. Yes Veronica herself suspected this: voice that hammer dolbil on her that day, well, it otpe?atalsÁ its memory, even if it is desired to forgotten failed.
      Sometimes Vika encouraged his new mistress to in intercourse frequency, but since the last time she tires from the rush of customers, which are not abused. Yes and Veronica after "empowerment" it seemed a children's fun. Remembering that Vika slept her from death, Veronica with gratitude and somehow even unexpected happily served her nezlobnye whim, sometimes wondering what kind even itself, as it could do so.
      If anyone even mesÁcom before, when it was brought to Moscow would say to her that she will be happy, living in a hotel room with a prostitute, allowing it a little bit of messing with themselves and with pleasure and even some passion to caress your strip her clitoris, vylizyvat? in Ecstasy anus, forgetting about the squeamishness and do many other things, from one story on which it would then pokorobilo and stošnilo, she 'd, savory typing slaver, so that one plevkom zalepit? everything a person would make, or the plØnula in rozhu.
      But now, in doing so, she did not think the essence of what is happening: pol?alos? as itself. In the end, when child sucks chest mother, no one worries over moral nature nature. The amoral?nee was caress whoopee female clitoris?
      When Vicky did not work at night, they went in obnimku on kingsize beds and long talking, watching a small stuff on TV. They nraila? the light conversation under murlykanie mailbox.
      First Veronica felt a kinship soul. But they really both were women. She thought that if she la?it warm, cosy bed with an older sister, which she never had. Chatting was so nice, so sweet drink nectar, and although nothing serious they never talked, Veronica it seemed that it has never been communicating better.
      Then she felt warm Features all stronger body, her hands already o?upyvali breasts, hips and fold of Veronica. It became warm and nice inside. Even what you someone loves someone shares with you bread, shelter and a couch, someone wants you and your attention-sogrevalo and skrašivalo, silenced the sadness of Veronica on their fate, about the motherland. Vika kissed her neck in the lips, lo?binki clavicles, was going to breast, terebila tip Reed her nipples. Then it came to the clitoris, anus, and soon, Veronica has not itself, zabyvaÁs? in the Fiery passion.
      Even her husband Begemotu, and the other man she never would have never became do what she did Vike. And one with pylkost?Ø, the passion, the Festival laskala her body is not shy to remove any conditionality. And although it was a reality, Veronica seemed magical bedtime, mystery, mystery, since even so she persists would someone tell if they had such an opportunity pootkrovenni?at? about his relationship with Vika 's.
      When the day she remained one-Vika chose to work at this time, she understood that this is not right that a woman may not be engaged in love with a woman. But come evening, and everything is repeated again, and Veronica couldn't say even itself, for good or not.
      But it was, and she took it like it's gone.
      And if Vika requested her to it, Ázy?Êk, zasunula skrutiv tube it her anus na?upala there little gemorroidal?nyj lacing and polaskala this unexpected erogenous zone, Veronica has done, because and Vika zalizyvala all the pockets of the internal fire, who tried to infiltrate during their love of the game in the most unexpected places, because it was in this humiliation or else something obscene. They just enjoyed each other.
      Vika loved her with some kind of pylkost?Ø men. And Veronica answered her passion reciprocate even not because felt all the real and the sincerity of its gust, and because itself suddenly pronikalas? this, somehow uncharted before feeling, which was akin to a sense of nursing love but a very special, because here was eventually involved thirst for enjoyment, orgasm, Groove, soitiem, which cannot be tested with a man on the opposites nature of his body, focusing on the possession of the internal female creature, the invasion and insemination as the ultimate objective of the process.
      However, Veronica never summoned to work. It seems to have forgotten About, and, having lived week wiki, and have already started to inspire yourself and believe that this will now always.
      Well, in fact, if "MOM" with such ease wanted to send it in the garbage truck that now she had forgotten it as though it had already done? Maybe it really belongs only Vike? In the end that maintained, zaplatilša for it "MOM" polkuska Green! And, if so, maybe not now, but later that day will come when it freely out of hotels and even walk goes home! It has been done and now agrees on foot! After all, "Mama" offered her creep to Kiev cancer! So just walk to the hometown was now just tempting.
      Now she and not pomyšlÁla about this. Scared otlovom, cool boiled "dedication", she was afraid to even think about this fear was still very much alive. He was somewhere on the surface of her soul. But perhaps what was once itself Vika it will say: "Girlfriend! Go home! You here nobody keeps! "
      And she'd went. Would go! Nothing could no longer hold here in the "space", in Moscow, Russia! She wanted a home! Her dØbimyj city snilsÁ her every night.
      What would she do? Without money, it is possible that already have an apartment ... This was already the second question. All return to their homeland. Veronica believed that everything will normalize itself. She did not know how this improves. But knew. That everything will be fine as soon as it is at home in the edge ...
      And yet it was weird, why it is not bothered. Several times she wanted srosit? about this wiki, but remembering "boxing until quiet!" whenever the containment of this impulse.
      Once over breakfast Vika itself noticed this.
      What makes you-Free! looks pozavidovala it.
      Veronica did not know that answer. She did not expect such a touch wiki, emanating as if shot like a reminder that no one has forgotten about it, and not provided to answer, so as not to raise accidentally storm in a glass of water and do not change their status quo.
      -"Mama" something on tovemu about! -continued Vika, like not noticing silence concubine.
      -Maybe she forgot about me? -expressed Veronica timid hope.
      -HA! -salesman smiled Vika, and Veronica ponÁlaø how it far from understanding. -Forget it!
      But what then? -scared of Veronica.
      -I say-something! -continued to calmly observe Vika. Is rarely to girl she "devkah zasi?ivalas?"! Believe me: I am-its nature to know!
      -But in fact it at me and not to waste! -challenge to Veronica. -Kormiš? me you! Anything else?!
      -A money making-who it is?! "Mama" just so free, not even a fart! While you're in defraying the cost!
      Yes I have enough money left after construction, you know how much money?! -izumilas? Veronica. I initially give away something less than had I ...
      -I have heard about this story edge ear. But money-then these Anfisa, administratorša, itself removed ... the same for "MOM 's" everything that is less than the ?irika thousand dollariev, so imagine the seeds at powder ... in General, trivia!
      -Ni?go a breeze! -one Veronica. -Yes I would on the money home year would have lived a comfortable and grief would not know!
      -You are its province, there's more, Ukraine, with Moscow not sravnivaj! In Moscow this money-Ugh! Pšik! "Mama" in the pub more for evening leaves when abuzz. So I say: something strange happens. I at least remember ...
      Vika AEI in water staring. Not even a couple of days, as for Veronica came Said.
      When it appears in the room Veronica all s?alas? and internally naprÁglas?. In memory yet well stood his image associated directly with her fear.
      -Went to the "MOM"! He said. -Calls it for you!
      It was morning, Vika just umotala, "naštukaturivšis?" to work, and therefore ask the Council was. Yes, and that her choice: options. Calls must go!
      -That zasku?ala?! -asked "Mama" seeing Veronica with threshold.
      -With what you have? -one it.
      -Well, as with what?! Sit idle. Boring, probably?!
      Veronica nothing responded. She understood that now Veer at the tip of the blade, and one wrong move, even a breeze from the non will crash.
      "Mama" swimming basin sauna naked, absolutely not shy to present men. Veronica staring at her and tried to do something as such, any deceit itself, which would have triggered an avalanche, vvergnuvšuØ it again into wild orgies.
      "Mama" has got to nickel-plated "stairs" from the pool. ?davšij her doorman fell upon her big as bathrobe towel. She Athena sat down on the Wicker Chair and table with a glass with a drink slightly otpila. then set back and again looked Guerin, face it at a loss.
      -Well?! What are keeping silent?!
      Veronica tried to understand where "Mama" tends to. Wait for the new orgies or some rubbish my it should have been in any second. And she understood this. But on the other hand, if that started this Veronica was not in force.
      -Okay! -like spared her "mother", Veronica suddenly felt after this exclamation that nothing extraordinary further will not, in any case, in the near future. -Listen here! I see that you all shake as controversus sheet! Are you afraid of the new ebli?! Properly doing! It wasn't for you! ...
      "Yes I still have everything hurts!"-like vskriknut? Veronika, but stopped in time spohvativšis? this contrast can work as detonator new yell at them.
      -I am now just want to talk with you! ' Come here! -"Mama" pomanila Veronica finger closer to his pletÊnomu's Chair. Veronica obeyed. -You are shorts?
      -Shorts! Veronica naprÁglas?.
      -Shoot whatever! -ordered "Mama".
      Veronica obeyed him, feeling as the situation is becoming increasingly tense.
      -How to feel now? -asked "Mama".
      -Yes nothing-well, and that it could answer?
      -It is good that nothing! So stop! Let vterok zaduvaet, volosiki at the bottom kunke tickles ... I'll redo you knock you ?opornost? and hypocrisy, skovannost? and the other flaws until you're happy to meet any man who goes to your bed. I got it?
      -Realized! replied, Veronica, feeling kicker.
      -And I see that no! -zasomnevalas? "mother". -I dog on the ate and see how you inside the entire s?Ê?ilas? from my words ... eh, you need to learn and teach!
      -But I never get used to! -Veronica broke near versus its will, as it wished, because after the words "MOM" ham pletÊnnogo table was standing next to her armchair plÊtku with leather Wicker handle and several short ko?annymi knutcami, bean as tentacles from squid, svisavšie of it.
      She brought tool to Podol dresses of Veronica and raised it to show all the womb of its beautiful girls and ?ivotika.
      Veronika zanervni?ala. It's just everything normal ceased to ache, za?ilo and returned to their former, prelestnomu mind. She stood with zadrannym up the Podil, nor is alive or dead, realizing that one wrong word, "soulful" impulse or unnecessary exclamation, while proceeding from the heart, but there is absolutely no right, and it plunged into orgies. Present here men were staring at her charms with unconcealed desire. She knew that as soon as the "mother" will say "FAS!", it will start to tear, as wolves tÊlku. She no longer wanted to repeat the experience.
      "Shut your mouth, Dura! -ordered Veronica itself. -Word if itself way! "
      -You husband has changed? -suddenly asked, continuing her charms. She noticed that Veronica all potrÁsyvaet quiver and looked her in person. -Have you got was a husband?!
      -Was, replied, Veronica, not knowing that wait for the next second. She understood that at any time, all can be turned against her, and after the conversation will be followed by action.
      "Mama" lowered her Podil and founded the plÊtku back to the table, then around the view around the basin asked:
      -You know that most excites you?
      -No, "Veronica.
      Something that you are afraid! "Mama, viewing queue their subordinates. -Not your beauty-it can admire and admire, but it is not zla?na! Your fear - that's what most acts on them! The more they see as you shake, the stronger the ready rush at you as soon as I will let it do! I got it?!
      -Realized! -nodded her head Veronica.
      -A once understood, join in yourself! -entered into a "mother". -I am you called it for another! But if you continue you will all shake me will become just a shame! Well, then hang on!
      She pogrozila her finger. Then okinula her gaze from top to bottom and asked:
      -You don't want to sit?
      -What?! -not realized Veronica.
      -Sit down, say not want?! -peresprosila "Mama" threatening tone. She didn't like that girl has concentrated on her fear, of which would have to learn to be released.
      -Want! "Veronica. It in fact wanted to take a position, if it can be really sit down to not stick out before the "mother" one dress without pants when it every second could raise its Podol.
      -Bring Lady armchair! -skomandovala "mother" of someone's side, and then turned to Veronica. -Take your coat off!
      Shivering, which attempted to overcome the Veronica, again.
      -I will not repeat twice! -"Mama" took a small cup of coffee, which it reached doorman. Even once you show this kind of misunderstanding, and my patience will end!
      Veronica immediately dropped dress and BRA, which it still remained, trying to appease a shiver.
      -I just cold! She said.
      -Go to the pool! -invited her mother. -Poplavaj! Sogreeš?sÁ!
      Veronica not even polezla, she immediately from jumping into it in hot water, feeling how creeps.
      Nice hot water she put her body and became caress it. Veronica felt that upokaivaetsÁ. It became slow swim already paying no attention to men who saw it on top. She was comfortable in the water, and, in spite of the fact that she was naked, felt protected as in clothing.
      "Mama" watched as she swims like a theatrical show, quietly and with interest, drank coffee. It approached some visitors about something with it exchanged words in his ear. Veronica thought she would forever so moved, no longer stoÁš? before MOM buff. Here she was much more comfortable.
      -Well, husband-then altered? asked "Mama" from somewhere on top.
      Veronica shrugged, as if trying to remember whether something about what it is asked.
      Yes, not Vries! -continued "Mama" his tirade. -Such a beautiful woman is hard to resist the temptation! Hardly you naprÁgalas? to do it! I just see how you guys lipli with packages of serialized, so even had no doubt that some of them to you one time-another liked, and you're invited it to yourself!
      "Mama" got silent while continuing to observe Alsou. It seems like it to do. And Veronica decided more say nothing until she asked.
      -I've long thought with you do! -continued its reasoning "Mama", giving his orders come from the restaurant Messenger waiter. -Do you think that I am not bothered week you just like that?!
      Veronica continued to swim, navostriv's ears. She did not know the answer to this question.
      -I, girl! -continued "Mama", without waiting for a response. -I can you read like an open book! Do I will tell you who you are, and what about yourself think? -"Mama" is no longer waiting for the answer, it seems to read a lecture or has some other professional monologue. -You malen?kÁ provincial a hitch! Please note: I say provincial not to you obidit? or humiliate, and to express your essence. You are, indeed, a small provincial a hitch. And you this Moscow and gift is not necessary! You love your town, and the more you nothing and not have to. And yet, you really love yourself! Do you think your pussy ... Understand me?!
      -Yes! -nodded her head Veronica.
      -Well, at least in that I didn't make a mistake, it's good! So, do you think it you have the most ras?udesnaÁ! Let me tell you a little secret: ninety-nine per cent believe women! Still! Are you sure, that all should refer to you as to the Queen, and by the way, this is probably a lot in their godo?ki. Do you think that this is your internal content, your rich inner peace. Here I will tell you too little secret: another one of your inner world nobody need! Everyone has a inner world, and from your IM not be added ...
      Veronica is moved, listening to each word "mother while he is playing".
      At this time around that began some vanity: brought the second pletÊnoe armchair, some waiters from the restaurant came with trays, covered white towels on top. Near chairs "Momma's House", between pletÊnymi armchairs appeared nickel-plated steel table that serve, rasstavlÁÁ dishes brought trays.
      -Do you think that came here by chance continued "Mama", occasionally observing how great table, and gestures something popravlÁÁ. Prostitutes do you even for people not to think. Do you hold them for women even third class. And very willingly never would prostitute and not become. You don't even have that thought! Your thoughts with you treated very rude! Actually you raped! Moreover, it was gruppovuha with you! You even in the mouth, probably nikogla before and not ...
      Veronica, floating past the "MOM" ears followed every word of it, fearing that the skip. She knew that it could end up with sad.
      -But it was just a dedication, girl! A little unusual! But ... You, in fact, too unusual, right?! -"Mama" again popustila talk to silence. -To me girl asking themselves, and I am taking! And you're not prosilas?! You like the wild filly, izlovili in your native prairie! And that was under rider smirnoj, you first need to try! Understandable?
      -Yes, Veronica barely nodded his head. She wanted to dive into the water to nothing to hear and see.
      -Well, so here it is! -continued the "MOM". -I don't such krovo?adnaÁ as you probably thought, but know I need to fear! Are you afraid of me?
      -Yes, agreed to Veronica.
      -Well done! Like honesty! -zaulybalas? "mother". -You know! When you understand that you are afraid, it nice! But when you say! ... I feel the ecstasy! Don't know why, but I like to have me afraid.
      She took the hand puzatyj FougÕres, and waiter at third filled his wine from the bottle. "Mama" poboltala his nose and applied to the edge of the glass.
      Veronica suddenly saw themselves as if with a hand from somewhere on top. In a bowl pool floats brasom floats it nicely pinching your legs and back. Her popo?ka looks from above, as appetizing peach. And it p?emu something presented a frog. Not a frog as animals, but just some girl-frog at this warm pool.
      -Well, stop there! Rasplavalas?! -okriknula her "mother". -Vylaz?, come on! Breakfast will be with me!

Chapter 9.

      Veronica with omerzeniem stories ?istila teeth in the toilet of a wagon. She did it once, then the second. But feeling that mouth it turned into a nefarious pomojnoe bucket was not. Such it nobody never made.
      She knew, of course, that oral sex exists, but believed that it engage in IM-worthy only of prostitutes or whores there. More so with nerusem!
      However, sometimes she would try to do it, but not with the stranger. But it even thoughts allow couldn't that once her mouth their lousy Member sunet some "csurka."
      Well, Veronica splØnula of memories.
      Its almost stošnilo. It, in the stomach was sperm and Armenian thought lessen: "how nastily! Why is it with me?! "
      She again began to clean teeth, the third time, thinking what to do with proglo?ennym. It should not have been to stay longer.
      Someone podÊrgal door knob on the other hand, and pushed the door. Make sure that the toilet outside the door knocked.
      Veronika nastoro?ilas?. Heart took in heels. It somehow thought it Said. She did listen behind the door was quiet.
      Suddenly the sound of repeated, this time it heard the voice:
      -Get a toilet! Border! Passport control! Toilet is closed! It was provodnica.
      Veronica has opened the door and tribesmen would outwards.
      In front of the toilet was provodnica.
      -Go, girl! Bryansk! I toilet close at passport control! -repeated it already calm tone.
      No passport control?! -wonder Veronica.
      -Hi! -in turn said he hadn't, provodnica, slightly like a dance PA. -Are you from, Queen, with the moon like manna?!
      In the voice of its host of irony.
      -What is? -could not understand the girl.
      -Like that?! -provodnica began to lose patience, took her by the hand and pull from toilets. -Me toilet must be closed! Now the border guards there!
      -What kind of border guards? -not realized Veronica.
      -The First Russian! -snizojdÁ provodnica, graciously explained to ignorance passa?irki. In Konotop-Ukrainian! Darling, yes you the fact that news don't look, newspapers don't read?! -wonder provodnica.
      -No! Once I was recently! Veronica felt guilty profankoj.
      -Well, you're free, Princess! So the Union has no! Now instead of Union-SÕÕNGÕ-Commonwealth of independent States. Ukraine was separated in General. However, not quite ...
      Veronica listened, otoropev by surprise. Provodnica closed toilet and looked at its lustre, stupid.
      -And-Yes Oh you! And even with Moscow rides! As with any village! Don't dare say: Moscow-large village! And there are! -provodnica protolknulas?, protisnulas? by ošarašennoj of Veronica, went along with delovitym, ka?aÁs? from side to side in tact poka?ivaniÁm wagon and kriknula it obora?ivaÁs?. -Go in coupe, ready passport to check! After a month, say more and customs introduced! Then šmonat? will be!
      Bryansk-Veronica realized it Bryansk only because said provodnica-Coupe vvalilsÁ wicked, wet from billowing in the street the downpour border guard. With cloak-tents he lilos? as on expensive, thick carpet, which has synthetic floor double Coupe.
      He asked the Passport. First checked Passport Veronica, long looking her in person and ?toz someone studying in it and in the document, then began Garik.
      Passport Garik border something didn't like and he said to him:
      -ProjdÊmte with me! Things so far can leave! You alone eat?! -asked it by Veronica and Garik.
      -No! No! in one voice answered them.
      Petr disappeared behind officer. Door coupe. Vocarilas?? silence, which was heard, as in neighbouring Coupe are pograncov, also goes.
      Although it removed! -with the hope for a miracle vzmolilas? Veronica.
      However, Forecasts soon returned. He said nothing, only sat down opposite Veronica for a table nasuplenno and stare out the window.
      Outside the window is visible to the tarmac platform, osve?ÊnnaÁ bright lights on high poles. There was some movement. Passed the border guards with dogs, snovvali railway workers with hammers and lamps, standing under umbrellas some passengers out of the wagon. Then they go away. Some went back and got back to the train.
      Suddenly quite close to the Coupe Veronica saw said. He went to the officer. I like it that-he explains on lomannom Russian. Behind him border guards were still a few people, the former with him on the train.
      Veronica unwittingly otprÁnula from the window, had been neglected in depth Coupe. Forecasts, noticing Ragdolls, zyrknul and has retreated from the window too.
      Train standing even fifteen minutes, then drove. Saeed and his people was no longer visible.
      -Interesting, they withdrew from the train?! -asked Veroinka u Garik first speaking with him for the evening.
      Petr silently shrugged.
      After an hour, in Konotop them again awakened border guards, but this time the Ukrainian.
      -Be weasel, documents! -they go Coupe, ser?antik-border guard.
      Soon the train moved on to the East, podceplennyj teplovozom of the whole. It was so impressed that he went back to Moscow.
      Outside the window go are Lulling downpour, despite the stress vzvintivšij nerves of Veronica, she felt that it wants to sleep.
      Not been repainted it cat under a blanket, hid almost with head and turned her back to the wall.
      -The "good night"? -asked Forecasts.
      -Good night! -mechanically replied, not going to Veronica lØbezni?at? with armÁnom.
      -No, you don't understand! -Garik hooked to it on the shelf and disclose it.
      -What's going on?! -angrily asked Veronica, turning to naglomu without hesitating, which prevented her sleep.
      -ProrezalsÁ, voice! -surprised taxi driver. -Osmelela, Nice, as the motherland has?!
      Petr skinul with her quilt, a clever move dived on her ass, fingers grabbed panties and dÊrnul them down on hips so that they zatre?ali.
      Veronica tried to resist. She skrestila legs not letting withdraw panties on. Become scratched, discouraging among.
      -Me that SID apply? -asked Young, ceasing to refloat her panties. We, tÊlka, agreed with you. I did everything you requested, risking like you saw its surroundings ...
      And in the mouths of their lousy Member put me too risking skin?! -evil pri?urilas? was forward Veronica.
      -Listen! Girl, umnicej, no zli me! -warned Forecasts. -You think everything is?! You can now throw me?! No, nice! I won't let you do it! I said: week will tear as bitch-means will tear! And nowhere did you not do nothing about it from me!
      Da who you?! -one Veronica, feeling frantic tide anger.
      -I-Forecasts! -as presented himself as a taxi driver. -And you who this?!
      -You've got that, for a prostitute do you hold?! -indignation of Veronica gaining.
      -Listen, Nice, if I were you kept for a prostitute, do we have with you another totally conversation was! You do not see that I helped! You do not know of any crap I pulled! If not I'm scared to say that you have been waiting for! So, let's make a deal! Thou shalt umnicej! We agree with you on a week-I'll have a week when you want and where you want! This is your fee for salvation-be good not to be brykat?sÁ and procedures laid down, not pay me!
      Petr spoke persuasively. In principle, he was right, but Veronica was not convened with him sleep! Not that week-and one times it would!
      Armenian tried to continue with her Lacy white panties.
      -Listen, Forecasts, you are right! -stopped his hands Veronica. You helped me! Thanks to you! Yes, maybe you really saved me from a poor situation, and if not for you, my future might be like shit! But, come on all decide differently!
      -How differently?! -dense thick eyebrows Garik took off from surprise in light of the no?nikov over the bedroom shelves.
      -Well, differently-it differently! Veronica said.
      -Listen, girl! Not pudri me brains! -Garik started angry. He became again pull panties down. You, of course, beauty! Wouldn't such trust, I even finger not poševelil to help you! But "differently does not work!
      -I'll give you two hundred dollars! -exclaimed Veronica.
      Petr widely smiled its naivnomu proposal:
      HA, and more!
      -Two hundred dollars and ticket purchase back to Moscow!
      -Nice, have you much money no-you spoke!
      -I welcome find! promised Veronica
      -On arrival-me!
      -Listen, you're at two hundred bucks in Moscow smartly potrahaeš?sÁ! The most expensive prostitute 1/10 of hectare worth-you know! -tried to persuade him to Veronica.
      Petr again stopped after ceasing to pull off panties.
      -I would for one thousand dollars would help you from Said run! He said, pr?urivšis?. -Me my hidden way!
      -Then why helped?! -wonder Veronica.
      -Because you said-will do all that you want to! I have put to you the price you it took! Whether good pay!
      Petr again pulled the panties, scoring over skre?Ênnymi knees girls. Then stopped in meditation and looked into the eyes of Veronica:
      -Find up to three! -He warned. -One, two ...
      Veronica was in disarray: "what?!" to retire under among?! No, no! Scream?! Help, raped?! Well, pribegut passengers! Well, the police will cause! Their train lift! Write it statement at the nearest station! But the evidence is not! Among released while he was in Moscow-Said stukanÊt, where it go! A further question time! ...
      -three! -Petr ottÁnul panties so that they prevralilis? in a long band, zatre?ali.
      -Not rvi! -kriknula Veronica and have gone down.
      At the station the train came early in the morning. Provodnica zabegala on coupe, raising passengers in four o'clock in the morning. See it in their CoupÈ:
      -Lifting! Rise! UmyvaemsÁ! An hour later we arrive!
      In the face of Veronica hit bright beam of light, and she woke up from the troubled disturbing sleep. She felt the broken and nevyspavšejsÁ, but the body of her as weird as the stretched pelo, configured to the desired note string.
      Petr calmed down just below the morning hour ago. All night he spit it like on a spit, put it in such postures, whom she and not assumed, and have done with such things, which she did not know.
      Per night Veronica inmates ill will of their own destiny be otodrannoj, "as a hitch", to my surprise managed twice orgasm. It was for her discovery, and disgust towards armÁnu, still gnezdivšeesÁ in her soul, mixed with sweet sensation udovletvorÊnnoj lust.
      Veronica moved one after the other like a cat, vyprostnuv arm under the blankets. It spolzlo, down uncovering her bare breasts. Veronika glÁnula to the neighbouring shelf. There hrapel Forecasts with a person under a pillow, laying naked ass up.
      Provodnica okinula their estimating gaze, but nothing saying only reiterated:
      -Mount, umyvaemsÁ! After an hour of Sumy!
      Perhaps is it often have seen in my wagon.
      -Me, you got to indulge in apartment lead?! said Veronica Gariku, when they come near. There my parents!
      Nothing nice, seek out! My week-as agreed! And persuasion money! said Forecasts, oziraÁs? by viewing stranger Ukrainian city. Yes, with taxi here quite thing bad! He made his professional surveillance, not noticing the huge square no taxi. -Take off your hotel for a week-your problems! You are at home! Incidentally, as I recall, you said that on returning home, find two hundred dollars! Here and search!
      -Well, you're squirt as you there! Forecasts! I wanted to give you money to not sleep with you! And what is-podlo?is? under you, take off your number!
      Petr smeril her gaze from top to bottom:
      -Number of take off your best in the very center of the hotel! In the case of something I find Said in Moscow and tell them where you are now obitaeš?!
      Veronica was bewildered: Petr enjoyed her throttle. Now he and poimel it, and money still like sodrat?, well, squirt! His audacity not vlezala any framework!
      As you know! -sighed girl. -I have no Money, that's all-Basta! Under the bridge, then will I tear or city on the bench in the Park! Home I thee not civilised world!
      -You said that you find money! -resented Forecasts. He again did give Veronica from head to toe, then the value in your pocket, purse. For behold, one hundred dollars! Some will pay for hotel and ?ra?ku!
      Veronica moved one after the dash. When she undertook to Bill, Garik held her and added:
      -But I don't want you! I am the Money! During the week available, zajmÊš?-otdaš?! No-pinÁj! I got it!
      -Realized! through teeth responded girl. "Well, filth, the market, I'll show you!"-thought it myself and dÊrnuv Bill from the hands of garik her pocket.
      After an hour, having caught, finally, taxi, they appeared at the central hotels within the city with the same name, candle ustremivšejsÁ him in the sky on the central square, opposite the great buildings of Communist Party.
      Forecasts by looking up, endorsed:
      Good hotel, high! Take number increase, I want to see the city!
      Admnistratorša by looking at the one hundred dollars, which handed over her Veronica, said:
      -Go change! We do not accept dollars! Rubles too! We now karbovancy!
      -Where to change something?! -wonder girl.
      -In bank-where! -salesman smiled administratorša.
      -So even six o'clock in the morning! -exclaimed Veronica. -What Bank!
      -Good! -administratorša put on the rack keys. Are you your suite at the twelfth floor! In advance I run! Passport I leave just in case! in nine hours a Bank, Exchange your US dollars! Rasplatites?-I you passport Verne!
      Veronica claimed keys handed over their Gariku, he went with them through a huge spacious hall to the elevator.
      Administratorša, having glanced at the track armÁninu said:
      -Number of single! You submit your local so you withdraw this hotel! This who you?! -true head after she threw the "guest". -Relative?!
      On the face of administratorši display slonaÁ grimasa: speculate smirk, irony, empathy, understanding-cocktail. Veronica didn't know what ovetit?.
      -It's just a guest! Familiar! -She re-appeared.
      Is your friend, tell this closely-ustavilas? on it administratorša-that after twelve foreign should not be in the room, including you! You clearly!
      Veronica nodded her head and went an paint followed by Garikom to the elevator.
      Yes, and here's more! -okliknula it administratorša.
      Veronica returned without looking her eyes.
      Dollars can change in the market, told administratorša-if not scary! Have changed! They already with seven hours there stick! Only see-cast! F?Øit?! -painted an image it cast aside. And no money! Keep in mind!
      Why so? Veronica was ošarašena new order of things, established during her absence.
      -But because the Bank for dollar give twenty-three thousand, and the innkeepers offer forty-six! Understandable!
      Veronica has attempted to deal with numbers, kivnuv just in case the head.
      Here choose yourself where better change: in the Bank or on the market! She finally administratorša.
      The room was spacious and cosy. Posh Torchiere, large double bed, sofa, TV, chairs, a wardrobe. In the toilet with imported bathroom and glass shower-Garik satisfied. He came to the balcony. Dawn only handled at the bottom of the streets hearings crept broken clouds, mist.
      -Good city! -otrezØmiroval Forecasts, viewing panorama. What are you here for the embankment?! He has Veronica.
      -River Arrow! She replied. -Listen, I don't Guide! I went on the market of money change!
      -Beautiful embankment, only instead of a swamp! -resented Forecasts, as if it is not listening. -Go-go, nice! I'll wait! But not for long!
      Petr did give her strange look and, when it has already been on the verge of rooms, shouted her after:
      -Only vzdumaj out of the way! Imagine anything worse!

Chapter 10.

      Veronica down at pletÊnoe armchair, as was, buff.
      "Mama" character and her top put a quilt over towel.
      -Thanks! -thanked Veronica.
      -Yes I don't thank! replied "Mama". -Eat come on! Get the glass!
      Veronica has mechanically took glass. Adjoining the waiter immediately filled his third red wine.
      -See how you serve! -noticed "Mama". -You got into a large, loving family, where all each other love, where all of each other!
      In another situation, Veronica, s?Ázvila, but now it had just shut up, gritted.
      You don't even notice you are noted. -Well, come have a drink! For you!
      It stood to the side of Veronica, and Ta ?oknulas? with her.
      The wine was pleasant, it took some modicum of Veronica joy.
      "In fact enough folk songs! -ordered a Veronica. -And then you got now men quickly will embolden! Once at Kukan and ready perepÊlka! "
      In General, really had no cause for sadness. She sat on pletÊnom vine Chair in luxurious sauna. Next was laid all the expensive Ávstvami and snacks posh table. It prebyvla in the company of a naked woman respected and feared that a dozen Chechens stood straight around the pool, while the naked tÊtka in the towel sat and ugo?alas? expensive wine and breakfast restaurant at several hundred dollars.
      Veronica thought. What if we exclude past experience and unknown future, by itself, this picture, it looked really cool pristutsive here. For a moment a garish, to??no brillintovyj shine shined in her brains. It was revived as a scanty, let barely distinguishable from a Mote, a piece of otrady, but Veronica decided to grasp it, as for instant, and, while it lasts, enjoy it.
      It allowed relax for the first time in a long time. Maybe acted wine? Maybe her op?Ánili her thoughts? It suddenly wave assumed five minutes to her head by the will of the same women any Chechen pistavit pistol or votknÊt his her legs will scavenge them in her childbearing pass. "Oh yes and moved the Chechen and charming moment, Yes, and I'm there!"-sent it and started with udovoll?stviem for a meal.
      "All the same great food differs depending on the price!"-with udovol?stvem thought Veronica.
      It boldly moved one after refreshments, from which "Momma's House" barely noticeable, but still went wide with wonder. eyes, and she zaulybalas? so joyfully, though Veronica gave her pleasure, also moved one after the other for a.
      -That's me please! -noticed "Mama".
      They drank, then. The food was delicious. The head was good, Veronica is still that it will do now. "Maybe, and it was always behave? -She asked herself. -If rape is inevitable, relax and enjoy! "
      -Well, so I did not answer the question! -requested "Mama", when most breakfast tempo was destroyed the hungry girl. -You husband has changed?
      Veronica was silent and eat. It was still that chats away this tÊtka.
      Yes, not Vries that does not modify, continued and, like zahmelev and po?udivšijsÁ her after hearing the reply. -Well, so here it is! Remember his feelings! Joy meeting, waiting for something new! You do not the perception that to you in bed with another man dives as a heavy duty?!
      -But it was more! -osmelela, finally, Veronika podvypiv.
      -Yes that another! -wonder sincerely "Mommy". And there, and there's all the same! Just you subjectively perceived then random intercourses joy, now somehow perceive the same random porn as a duty.
      -But then the guy I chose! -disagree that Veronica, feeling that it is and it is turning with coils do shouldn't. But was it the wine gorÁ?ilo blood, like to argue. She even "mamo?ke" now in rozhu would be vcepilas?, potrepala it, talons have been podrala, Yes, you can see, even little drank. -And now choose me!
      "Dear Mama" began to think about something like a disconnected from the conversation, and even in the side.
      -Good! -continued it again. -You are a girl's lovely! Even beautiful! And most importantly, do you like you me! Besides you brain! ... How do you think why I got the week in the stall was holding me every minute road?
      Veronica brazen, razvÁzno shrugged. "Dear Mama" appreciated this u?imku, apparently, concluding that the girl lost her fear. After withstanding a pause in a conversation, she soon rodol?ila:
      -Me the basic income certainly bring numbered girls, well, there is still there on the street a few šastaet, but that, in General, the dregs. They didn't even live here. Their pasture, Vaughn, sutenÊry, and otstÊgivaØt to me. And, in principle, both-working horse. They naturally plowed. But you are quite another thing! You special I don't want the most to you as a tank rode every day and sperm in you vÊdrai have merged.
      -Why me?! -one Veronica for the first time drznuv to do it.
      "MOM" had not left this lunge, but continued, as if nothing happened:
      -But I have an elite! This girl, whom they not numbers. They are very expensive! I commend them to the Õkskort services. Girls are divided into two levels: ordinary and higher. Ordinary essentially identical licence is different. Just girls leaving hotels, apartments, da?am, serve our capital to know. Superior is a special caste! This is a premium class! Many want to get There. In fact girls fly on zagranicam, resorts, capitals, powerful people, true-"Mama" don't stop short to not s?Ázvit?, low sex, level, but still! There just five girls works! Thou shalt sixth! But there are two minus signs! Firstly, the percentage that these girls get several times lower than the one that I leave numbered tru?enicam. And, second, these services not so often required, and because the earnings girls there. Even though they highest class, are small, sometimes even less than simple girls ...
      -Well, this is me not to face! -razvÁzanno perebila her Veronica. -I have the same ASHA sex slave! I pay no money at all going!
      -Well, here you are right! -agreed "Mama". So after a week of thinking which, believe me on the floor, were very heavy and at venipuncture sites, I decided to identify you in the premium class! Well, of course, compared to an ordinary number girl, this is still as Cinderella at the end of Tales from the Cinderella at the beginning. But there and requirements completely different: ethics, culture, English or German should own! Well, that agree?!
      "Dear Mama" ustavilas? on it as if just gave Veronica million dollars.
      Yes, I do not know ...
      Veronica was too timid. Again hampered her wine the strongest point to think quickly and clearly. "A fool! What do you meleš??! -kri?alo something inside it. -Do you have that choice is?! Agree, while tÊtka good! "
      -Just say that you will have much less often than usual, number girl. This has the advantage that relates to you. You-the family feed is not necessary. Well? That, I agree?! -actively inquired "Mama". -However, and I agree to ask. I said-so be it. There other get dream while you're here cacu a razygryvaeš?! I then thanks guys! But one condition! Indispensable!
      -What? -asked Veronica. It has already decided for yourself though, and does not intend to engage in prostitution, but vÊ same agree, because suddenly realized. What if. Its numbers taksat? will both Vetch, ten times each day. But that although money yourself earned further s?stlivuØ life. And this is why Veronica was? This premium look and, in General will not work!
      -Each barrel of honey-continued "Mama"-should be spoon dÊgtÁ to luscious and and is uneasily not done. So please-you don't like, I will you have time and with whom! ... But it's still better than if you will every day at ebsti. However, baby, choice you have still no! Here all decide I! Tomorrow I am for your tutorials: premium class I teach personally because it's my elite, my pride, my showcase in high areas! The latter was its nothing to tell and it with you skin the spustit, learns, realised?!
      -Realized-nodded her head Veronica, the slightest suspicion that this conversation and the entire audience in general are.
      Yes, and here's more! -suddenly Maman "spohvatilas?". If I say to you in the future-remember to note that, are you taking a guy with a hidden member even though the perpetrators, and I nutrom feel, will I have to train, train and train. Before the insanely convenient! I got it?
      -Realized! -agreed Veronka, thinking to their aversion to the lesson hide very deeply, otherwise someone Member will be a frequent visitor to her throat, and that she didn't want to totally.
      "Mama" filed sign stoÁvšemu next to the waiter, Alsou, then pouring it wine, each time making it somehow zaiskivaØ?im lizoblØdstvom in manners-"Blue?"-thought after drinking and slightly osmelev in thought Veronica, edge of eyes watching his prissy marnerami:
      -Go thou, stand up before her armchair!
      The waiter performed "Momma's House".
      -And now, LADA, take off your pants and take from it in his mouth! I will look at how you're ready!
      Veronika opešila.
      Everything went so well, pleasant drinks, delicious food, business discussion further work ...
      And suddenly, for you! As thunderclap! Take off your pants with guy and sosi him Member! Besides "MOM" for the first time requested by the "desktop" name: LADA.
      This was a challenge. "Mama" once again tested her loyalty, which was under big issue. And maybe she just prikalyvalas??! But what suddenly nor nowhere any waiter on "maminoj" will it now had such! ...
      Veronica wanted vzbryknut?sÁ as the wild filly that haven't traveled, but then realizing that the only give a reason yourself "visit" d?igitam standing around, dutifully moved one after the other to širinke waiter.
      The standing transfixed, himself, apparently not waiting direction.
      Veronika rasstegnula waiter his light trousers, dissolved the strap. All of this it has done slowly, reluctantly, because "Mama", nablØdavšaÁ for each of its action with such interest that even stopped short in on the couch, observed:
      -Come on more live! You, LADA, fell asleep!
      Veronica zapešila, zatoropilas?, feeling like the neck breathing gruppovuhi. Better was, indeed, otsosat? one member than a dozen.
      "God as nastily!"-vokskliknula it within yourself.
      Hops suddenly came out of it. And from that was still there.
      She spustila down pants waiter, then some ridiculous in flower, family cowards, he wasn't expecting, probably to undress in public.
      Now before Veronica at her face hung, ponuriv preserve head, penis, vyglÁdyvavšij from black, Twining shrubs, as a small mouse. Bottom hung testicle on different heights two eggs, one more, another smaller.
      Veronica sat in twenty centimeters from the genitals of waiter and persuading ourselves: "well, it's just an ordinary man, and his ordinary member! It is not ... "
      Better she hated burning fat!
      Despite the fact that Veronica lived in places where fat on the table-almost daily food, but burning fat she hates could, in spite of the fact that it would poalagalos? his love. All around just adored burning fat.
      Raw fat Veronica loved and to-do list with pleasure. It belonged To varÊnomu pospokojnee, although force myself it has been difficult. But burning fat was always Emetic jerk, and it has now reverted it.
      Veronica po?vstvovala, as something from the inside of the stomach filled with food and vnom podkatyvaetsya to her throat.
      Yes, now would be just great take and obgadit?sÁ! "-viciously themselves thought Veronica, producing sglatyvanie and separating away memories of ?arennom Sala.
      -Well, LADA! I wait! looks gave start counting "Mama".
      Breaking wild disgusted pitying that protrezvela, Veronika pal?ikami for Member waiter started going to put him in the mouth.
      -How to take? With zaglatyvaniem or simply for cheek? -turned it to "mamo?ke", why would someone trying to show its erudition in this matter.
      -Like, LADA, as you want! -responded TA. -If I see you have the perpetrators is more than just read your mordaške, believe me, that this won't be the last member today!
      Warning had no effect. Veronica, forgetting his disgust, pulled the waiter for his process to myself sticking its like gum. The left forward pridvinulsÁ to it.
      Veronica has member in the mouth. At first she placed his cheek, but he became grow, grow, become tougher reliving and overcoming years from such fun, she soon had to widely open throat and enter featured bouncy truncheon childbearing authority there.
      "When it is finished!"-I thought to myself Veronica.
      -No otvlekajsÁ, LADA, not otvlekajsÁ! -experienced a number of "Mommy". -Do this professionally! Here's a nice guy, well done! Otbros? hypocrisy and Sanctimony! Work only with authority! Here's a clever!
      The waiter was re Alsou, closing from bal?enstva eye - it sometimes staring at him up. Fortunately, it did not have long to fret, he was mu?i?kom slaben?kim and zajdÁs? through pominuty ended slsdostrastnym "Oh-Oh!"
      That client opustošilsÁ, Veronica realized on the Pacific vshlipyvaniØ intelligent men and to ensure that the Member in the throat became rhythmically throb by making it a couple times, and then lost elasticity, sduvaÁs?.
      -Well, here, molod?inka! Agreeing, you Ladushka! -joyfully commented "Mama" completion of the process. -Pay you girl?! She angrily attacked-waiter immediately, without moving away from Bliss, already ispugavšegosÁ its impact. -Okay, I'll pay!
      She extended a helping hand to the side with the index finger, and lying beside her chechenets filed her Green Bill worth a hundred dollars.
      "Mama" handed over her mouth: Veronique, vytiravšej
      -On, keep!
      -I'm practising! -naive exclaimed that the mentally usmehnuvšis? its Delannoy honesty: to be the only thing that has a size.
      Beriberi, take! -ordered "Mama". -Give beriberi! Beat-bags!
      Veronica has taken its first public earnings.
      Dressed, LADA! Tomorrow we start with you lessons! -released her "mother". -Otsosala well! Almost professional! I'm surprised!
      Vernik faced with pletÊnogo chairs and became dress. Now she knew that it today nobody nabrositsÁ.
      She attended in number to Vike accompanied by said, Veronika went to the bathroom to cause vomiting.
      Saeed toured with threshold number and locked it on key outside.
      Vomiting is not included, and Veronica stood on his knees in front of the toilet, then plØnula on it and went into the room. It was the pillow Vike stodollarovuØ fed to knew that Veronica began giving her debt.
      For awhile she lay on the bed, sideways curling in the pose of the infant, then took off onto under blanket and fell asleep.
      "Well, here, Princess, you become a whore! What are you so afraid finally happened! "-was last thought, which appeared briefly in Veronica before bedtime.
      Vicki came in the evening.
      Taking a shower, she awakened girlfriend:
      They say you today "mamki" was in the sauna? Tell them that it was!
      Who says something? -wonder Veronica.
      -Listen, if Moscow-large village, being a pro "Cosmos" surprised? Here pukni in one corner in another stink starts!
      -Well, then tell nothing so! -pulling the offended at sterling work "trÁpo?nogo" phone Veronica.
      -Okay you! -She put her Vika. -I w as all-in general terms only know! Again you there Ábli all mansion!
      Veronica offended, attempted to break out of the Vikinyh hugs.
      -Yes, okay, okay! Kidding me! -urezonila her Vika. -I jokingly! What I didn't realize that does that very busy day for players is happened you would in any case now so don't look!
      Veronica is still some time obi?alas?, sat and dulas?.
      Vika was healed her, went to the refrigerator, r] from Bank sprat, bottle of champagne, porezala bread, made sandwiches, posted a neat them on the plate and returned to Veronica on the bed.
      TA already TV and serditoo ustavilas? in the box, though really watching with interest.
      Vika [r] from under the bed, a small table and put it to bed has enveloped small belen?koj skatÊro?koj, r] with shelves over a bed of a pair of glasses, has enveloped the table.
      What we have for holiday?! -wonder Veronica, as has been distracted from the TV.
      -Well, as the first?! "Mamka" about you vsposmnila! -they found that answer Vika.
      Yes, better b still three hundred years not reminisces! -with bitterness, bryznuv tears, utknulas? in hand at the knee of Veronica.
      Is that so? -wonder Vika. -Why?
      Instead of replying Veronika polezla under poduškuhozÁjki rooms, [r] from there a hundred dollar piece of paper and put before his new girlfriend:
      -Here!
      -The first is that?! -not realized Vika, but then guessed. -First, the client you have first been?!
      -AHA! -pokivala head Veronica. -Waiter!
      -As the waiter! -Nothing understood Vika.
      -Otsasyvala I have it! -from isterikoj, with tears in his eyes, Veronika kriknula. "Mame" so wanted!
      -Well, it's nothing! -uspopoila gladÁ on her Vika vzdragivaØ?im shoulders: Veronica whether she laughed quietly, whether sobbed. -Okay, in any case, come have a drink! ... And you wanted?! A prostitute is and don't take?!
      -Yes I do not want to be no whore! -zatrÁsla hands Veronica hysterically.
      -Listen, mother! Vik-prikriknula on it. -All niego not about it! It happened with you! Primi and live on! And not something worse going! Gonna hysterics enter-I'll take the number Angellu in again! And you go where you want! But know that such comfort and home more no no! The other issue three, ?petvero live! Where travel from tyrÁt, where fights where everything! You first think?! Just like everything in this life! Numbers-we pay for themselves! I har?uØ, leleØ! And you have placed with those who have just arrived! Do you think such Chungking, me at all. Yes Devki ones begin to only ten people in a room live! There want?! You are welcome! I don't keep! And lice. and tripa?Êk, and all the other pleasures of life! And protecting them there free ÁbÊt every day! And have you won! Yes you there simply zaÁbut, even before the work is not dojdÊš?!
      Veronica got silent.
      In fact. It simply lucky according wiki.
      Yes. It was, indeed, stop dÊrgat?sÁ and readjust to life!

Chapter 11.

      Veronika went along iron fences embankment of the River below, in the broad, vylo?ennom walls of white stone, izvivalas? and barely passed among huge Islands silt, overgrown bulrush, now rusty spots representing almost all the space intended for flowing river.
      Perhaps sometime ago when built this embankment, Arrow and was flowing river, vpadavšej in the psel River. And perhaps, on the contrary, in the future planned it so to do. But now look more at stream any misunderstanding, tÊkšij by zailennomu bottom wide beautiful channel, sooru?Ênnogo, smotrevšegosÁ very ugly and inappropriate in such combination. Little Creek the overflowed into broad puddles-Lake. But nowhere nor in one place, no one was filled with water from its vertical, lined with white stone wall to another.
      Air was fresh, cool. Mist approaching dawn was dissolved. Despite the December weather resembled those of the late autumn.
      Veronica was slow, as was early in the morning, sometimes looking at the other side of the channel, where Park, at vzgorke, at the end of the five-storeyed house stood in the corner apartment on the fifth floor lived her parents. They didn't even have that she was in Moscow, and that there was more. Everything they knew-Veronica a husband for the rich, who bought it in the Centre of the city, a huge apartment as a wedding gift.
      December freshness gave themselves know. Dampness probirala to the bone, and Veronica Ê?ilas?, kutaÁs? demisezonnoe in his yellow coat had to dress up, something like otterev his damp cloth. On yellow dear drapu now see dirty divorce. No other clothing from Veronica no longer: everything remained in Moscow. View it was terrible, zatrapeznyj, and she was thinking "Okay, what's the early morning, and on the street no!"
      She reached the crossing, rolled to the right, to the bridge over the arrow, climbed up on me, curve Street was three hundred meters, turned to the right, on a wooden walkway stairs and climbed the mountain. Here she lived. However this once was sosvsem recently, but Veronica thought with those times was indefinitely. The long white enameled plate, a small plaque at the corner of floor building was "NovomestenskaÁ Street". Below hung round white plaque with the number "35".
      Veronica has climbed on the fifth floor of the extreme entrance, gently, trying not to sound off stuck key with keyhole, gently it turned into a crowded apartment.
      The House parents was quiet, warm and cozy. Veronika went to his room, in which it has not already been almost a year. Opened the closet, r] his brown coat with a collar of the Arctic fox, which was already out of fashion, and was never to be still disguised since last spring and also imperceptibly vyskol?znula back, napravišis? to the Central gorolskoj market change currency.
      Now it has become much better mood. And it unknowingly returned to the events of the previous night.
      To my shame, Veronica had to admit to ourselves that this was the first time she really experienced an orgasm. And not one, but two. What took so long to her girlfriend: uterus vyvernuli inside out, so diligently, so good that, in spite of the fact that the soul of her still haven't experienced to Gariku nothing but disgust, her body is gudelo as pevu?aÁ string configured in unison with the surrounding world, and I had the pleasure of each step, each breath now.
      Veronica's killing was the first time happy. Of course, it was still pretty young woman, previously, yesterday I thought orgasm is when increasing enjoyment, but now, after a night in Moscow train it to myself say that for the first time in the life of her vyebli.
      It turns out that everything had before even the mastrubaciÁ the occasionally to experience feelings of poostree, everything was so blÊklo, slightly compared with yesterday's night there. She now realized that turns out to find a suitable partner was not a simple task.
      But Forecasts and wasn't her partner. At night, when she came forward and decided that it will-it had, as probably Cook has meat pan: skillfully, quickly, mercilessly, competently. It was not a partner. The partners had many! And this!. Veronica didn't even knew how to his name.
      Îí âëàäåë åé! Êàê âåùüþ! Ñ ïàðí¸ðîì ðàçãîâàðèâàåøü, îí ÷òî-òî ãîâîðèò òåáå, òû åìó ÷òî-òî ãîâîðèøü. À çäåñü ýòîãî íè÷åãî íå áûëî. Îíà åìó íè÷åãî áû è íå ñòàëà ãîâîðèòü! À åìó ãîâîðèòü åé íè÷åãî è íå íàäî áûëî! Îí ïðîñòî áðàë è äåëàë ñ íåé òî, ÷òî ñ÷èòàë íóæíûì. Îí, êîãäà õîòåë, ðàçäâèãàë åé íîãè â ñòîðîíû, ñàæàÿ íà ïîïó, òàê, ÷òî Âåðîíèêå êàçàëîñü, ÷òî îí åé èõ ñåé÷àñ âûâåðíåò, êàê öûïë¸íêó, è ëèçàë å¸ êëèòîð ñâîèì øåðøàâûì ÿçûêîì, èíîãäà îêóíàÿ åãî âî âëàãàëèùå. Ïðè ýòîì âñòàâëÿë äâà ïàëüöà â çàäíèé ïðîõîä è âîäèë èìè òàì, èçîáðàæàÿ âòîðæåíèå ÷ëåíà òàê, ÷òî ñ íåïðèâû÷êè, ïîêà íå ðàçîøëàñü, êàê óòþã, Âåðîíèà òèõî âçâèçãèâàëà ñíà÷àëà îò áîëè, à ïîòîì îò íåïîíÿòíîãî, äèêîãî óäîâîëüñòâèÿ, êîòîðîãî ïðåæäå íå çíàëà. Òî òóò æå êðóòèë å¸ íà øèðîêîé ïîëêå, ñòàâèë ðàêîì è âîíçàëñÿ ñçàäè, âñîâûâàÿ ïðè ýòîì â àíóñ áîëüîé ïàëåö, êîòîðûì âðàùàë èç ñòîðîíû â ñòîðîíó, ïîòîì êàê áû çàòèõàë âíóòðè íå¸ è âîäèë ñâîèìè á¸äðàìè âïðàâî è âëåâî òàê, ÷òî Âåðîíèêà ÷óâñòâîâàëà, áóäòî å¸ âëàãàëèùå - ýòî áîëüøîé êîæàííûé ìÿ÷, ïî ñòåíêàì êîòîðîãî, êàê ÿçûê êîëîêîëà, áü¸ò ÷òî-òî òâ¸ðäîå è óïðóãîå, çàñòàâëÿåò èõ íàòÿãèâàòüñÿ è ïðóæèíèòü, à ïîòîì è âèáðèðîâàòü äàæå, â òàêò ýòèì óäàðàì, êàê òèòåâà ëóêà. Ê ýòîìó äîáàâëÿëèñü ïîäîáíûå, òîëüêî â ììåíüøåì ìàñøòàáå, îùóùåíèÿ â ïðÿìîé êèøêå, êîòîðàÿ, ïðåæäå îíà íå çíàëà ýòîãî, âåëà ñåáÿ, êàê ìëàäøàÿ ñåñòðà âëàãàëèùà. Òî ñíèìàë å¸ ñ ïîëêè, ëîæèëñÿ âíèç, íàñàæèâàë å¸ òåëî ñâåðõó, êàê íà âåðòåë èíäåéêó, è, òî ëè êðóòèëñÿ â íåé, òî ëè å¸ êðóòèë íà ñåáå Âåðîíèêå îò îáóðåâàþùèõ å¸ âîëí áëàæåíñòâà ýòî áûëî íåïîíÿòíî, äà è íåâàæíî, óìóäðÿÿñü ïðè ýòîì òåìè æå äâóìÿ ïàëüöàìè îäíîé ðóêè èçîáðàæàòü â å¸ çàäíèöå ÷àñòî áüþùèé â ïðîõîä âòîðîé ÷ëåí, à äðóãîé æàäíî è âëàñòíî ìÿòü å¸ íàáóõøèå îò óäîâîëüñòâèÿ, ñëîâíî ñïåëûå àðáóçû, ãðóäè. Òî ñàäèëñÿ íà íå¸ ñâåðõó, ïåðåä å¸ ëèöîì è íàãëî âòûêàë â å¸ ðîò, òóò æå âäðóã ïîëíûé ñëþíåé, ñâîåãî ìîíñòðà, ñàì ïðîãèáàëñÿ ïðè ýòîì íåìíîãî íàçàä è ââîäèë åé äâà ïàëüöà, óêàçàòåëüíûé è ñðåäíèé âî âëàãàëèùå, à ìèçèíåö è áåçûìÿííûé â àíóñ è øåâåëë èìè òàì ïî-õîçÿéñêè, ñî çíàíèåì äåëà, íå ñïðàøèâàÿ å¸, íðàâèòñÿ åé ýòî èëè íåò.
      "Maybe it's called, tear, like su?ku?! -asked now itself, remembering the exuberant, good night, Veronica. -Maybe all men know how to behave when derÊš? su?ku, but treated differently from any other motives, such as su?koj me not counting?! And Garik immediately warned-will tear as su?ku! Maybe with his wife, if it has, he sleeps in a different way, and it also did not have anything similar?! "
      Veronica suddenly admitted itself, that if someone had so every day, it would be this person would be slizyvat? dirt with his boot their language, carpet, stelit?sÁ before him do whatever he says would continue, continued and continued. "Only that this was not the Armenians!"-top it tempting itself, but immediately bumped it anyway, whoever it was, only that were the case, as last night!
      It was for her unpleasant discovery, which always resisted it humbled and oskorblÊnnaÁ soul, but the body, her female body, shameless and insatiable, zatykalo her mouth and kri?alo: "let fuck so ever!"
      "Even if, indeed, find someone who'd me so dral every day!"-suddenly inadvertently zagadala Veronica herself, energetic instinct has launched this desire in the hole materialization.
      The market was already present there. Despite early morning here was the picure everywhere was a brisk trade. Veronica awhile slonÁlas? under his huge Dome, repeated in the meat Department, where the noise before counters with meat and Bacon could oglohnut?, was in "the pit", round the Central piglet huge buildings, made as the bottom of the pool or arena circus, only concrete, in which all sides came several ladders.
      Than here just not togrovali! Everything, that grew on hlebosol?noj Ukrainian land, was here. From maÁnÁ?ih, perebivaØ?ih one other odors But Veronica was changed. She had no idea how they should look and what to do, but because the time was, and Veronica is still not able to Exchange dollars.
      She has been on the market, navora?ivaÁ is the second circle, but no changed anywhere. Here she zaprimetila walking ahead of her father, one of their former school friends: healthy, vyso?ennogo, pu?eglazogo beauty-mÁsoruba. It looked like molo?avo and fun, slightly podvypivšij, walked between torgaškami and meat and Bacon, showing great index finger in the direction of the rate at which it wants to talk, from afar to climb through the davivšijsÁ from the deli people about something with them perekrikivalsÁ. After hearing the reply, nicely, in razvalo?ku, as a boss, went further, to other torgaške.
      -DÁd? Kol! -dognav, kriknula, perekri?at? standing around LÈon Gaumont, Veronica. -DÁd? Kol!
      But he hasn't heard himself discouraged and something gorlanÁ through the crowd in shopping malls.
      -DÁd? Kol! -zatrÁsla his Veronica for sleeve, with difficulty having caught his ?estikuliruØ?uØ hand. -DÁd? Kol!
      He turned around to it, looked slightly inebriated, osolovevšimi, grey-blue eyes that sohlo not one woman's heart.
      -DÁd? Kol! Does not recognize?! -the spade Veronica.
      Uncle Kohl, appearances, it admitted he even pri?urilsÁ from the effort, trying to remember who before him, but then never acknowledging, but as something visible, dogadavšis?, probably by age, that is a friend of his daughter, loud with horns, bass, prorevel:
      -What?
      -Give dÁd? Kol-he leaned over to it, to better parse her words through the surrounding gvalt. -Give dollars where change?! Shroff where?!
      DÁdÁd Kohl pomanil her finger, she followed it passed to the external market exit of concrete ring, pod?idaÁ, Veronika podgrebÊt, forcing its way through the crowd of incoming visitors and others:
      -OTO there, at finger it showed at the demarcated square metal rešÊt?atogo fence territory with rows of covered with long roofs, which traded ?elno?niki, the rasplodivšiesÁ, like mushrooms after the rain, be junk. -Šipko Til?ki watch out-cast. Sasha Cindrenko ask your class, you know it! Well, come on, if that is not so podojdÊš?.
      Veronika went into the cell. There were pospokojnee, trade was not so Boyko, both on the food market. Now she faced by several people in the aisles between trade your shelving time with panels in the hands and on the neck changed. These were people totally different age: and all about, and the adult uncle. These cause someone addressed something asked by visitors to the market. Veronica came also to utter the young guy:
      -Me Sashko need!
      Any the Sashko?! -peresproisl her guy like already sent away. -Here know skil?ki Sashko!
      -Cindrenko Sashko! -specified Veronica.
      I don't know this! -cut guy and turned away, implying that went on, not interfered with.
      Veronica has strayed a little otoropev: native boorishness! As it on "missed"! Immediately feels like you're here!
      To the guy who she just asked about Sasha came burly mu?i?ina with damo?koj, his wife, slender such as trostino?ka, which, like a child trustingly two-handed stick over his arm, edvva not nyrnuv with leverage.
      On damo?ke Veronika somehow immediately identified not local breed: many newcomers to the market with the Kursk region, to the border with which to direct was kilometers. Yes and dialects have guy was not local.
      -Po?Êm bucks taking?! -asked a guy he stooped over menÁloj, like wishing that scare.
      -How much do you have? -unabashedly, with professional distinguished by composure asked that.
      Hundred! "a guy saying it like" millions ".
      Forty-four and a half! -appointed price Moneychanger.
      -Not-e! the Ant-zakival. -There's more deprived! To enter, Ginseng! ...
      -How much do you want? -It changed.
      -Forty-five! -unfolded guy back.
      -Okay, come on! -surrendered Moneychanger
      The Ant useful zapazuhu, extracted from purse, opened his Office, which was a single banknote, fed it and reached menÁle.
      -Not fake?! -asked moneylender, raising stodollarovuØ fed over their heads, trying to discern her against the aleØ?ego zarÊj of the sky.
      -Check! -authorized guy.
      Suddenly beside the ball over his head Shroff has grown from somewhere on the side of long chains of his fellow another hand. She dÊrnula Bill vyhvatila it from the hands of innkeepers and over the heads of the crowd gave somewhere further. There it has met the next hand. Banknote at Meteora came over the heads of the crowd, udalÁs? far.
      -Hey! Avast! the Ant-zaoral, vyprostnuv hand from its ladies and they rushed towards racing through the crowd to catch up over their heads, their only stodollarovuØ fed into the distance.
      Moneylender who just razgovrival him Ørknul in tut?e disappeared in the crowd. Damo?ka is not local, thrown a Chevalier, pognavšimsÁ for faint hope to recover their money in disarray stayed in the middle of the crowd, not highly happened any attention along the aisle trading rows and glazeØ?ej at kusaØ?iesÁ in the price of imported shmotki.
      "Wow! -thought Veronica, becoming a witness lightning, automatism schema weaning money. We must seek Sashko! "
      Thirty minutes obryskav in the crowd all Duffel market she saw in distant, deep corner several changed standing aside from others. Among she learned of the class. The still in school, it became all speculation, and his older brother vodilsÁ with blatnymi. Sasha along with brother attended among invited Behemoth at their wedding.
      -Sasha, Hello!
      -About what fate?! -odnoklasnik, obradovavšis? zaulybalsÁ former her appearance, though close acquaintances they never, even in school, were not.
      Yes, the bucks to change! -intimated Veronica.
      -Shh! -Sashko attached index finger to the lips, took her shoulder and sailed away from the rest of the money changers. -You want an empty go?!
      -What?! -wonder Veronica.
      -Yes here everybody Poge indiscriminately! -ranked as conspiratorial in a whisper reported Sashko girl, then leaving it suddenly turned around and approached in the rest of their fellow by profession. -' And '! Here my friend came, Kuma, Hippo widow!
      -Well, and that! -angrily said one of the Group changed.
      Yes, I'm with her away, Kavu pop?Êm!
      -On that?! -also displeased continued Sanya.
      Yes, not seen for a long time! -its motives Sashko.
      -So what?! -resented Sania
      -Pogutarim troški!
      -And who will work, you, pepper?!
      But Belarus has already departed, pÁtilsÁ back to Veronica:
      -Ta I quickly! P?Át? hvylyn!
      -And it had to be bucks change! He subsequently Sania-tossed.
      -TA which bucks, Sanya, f she jokes! also, on the go, leading Veronica aside, as ottaskivaÁ from the brink, away threw him Sashko.
      He took her hand as a good friend of yours, and sailed away with the commodities market back towards the Central round concrete washers market.
      -Move, I here one Cafe know right inside! We are a bit, let's talk!
      And so my interest in Sanya your bucks?! -sproisla Veronica.
      -Ta you sho?! -made round eyes Sashko and zagovor?i?eski narrated. -Kidaem all in a row! And their and others '! First, though its still on putÊvomu changed! Then one time persuasion was: beautiful devok not throw! And now ?ešem everybody indiscriminately! So say thanks that I saw!
      -This is me Uncle Kohl started asking! Nad?ki Sklyarenko father!
      So, here's what the f! Hi it transfer! -asked Sasha.
      -As I see it?! She married j. lejtenantika vyporhnula and uneslas? somewhere for eminence.
      So, here's what the f! -agreed Sashko, then lamented. -Well, times!
      In cheap and dirty diner on the second floor of the central market round table Sashko, occasionally oziraÁs? on the sides and viewing visitors play Lidded table thick stack of strange multi-colored fantikov, little pohod?ih for money, and gave karbovancy the same under the table, Veronica:
      -On, keep!
      -How much here?! -asked Veronica, hiding the huge thick stack of internal Pocket coat.
      -Forty, Sasha.
      -And that so little?! -already a little surprised Veronika soorientirovašaÁsÁ in advance at market exchange rates. -Well, although, forty four!
      -Ta you sho! -okruglil eyes Sashko. Some forty-four! Do you know how many in the Bank give?!
      -Twenty-three! -osvedomlÊnno reported Veronica.
      -Twenty-two-not wanted! -resented offended Sashko. -I am their on such rate did not change!
      -I administratorša in Hotel said ...
      Veronika oseklas?: knowing that it dealt with the administratoršej hotel, Sasha was not required.
      -Ta who sho you said. Let go and change-then learns! I so you high rate changed! Even familiar good below the change, the same Uncle Kole.
      -Okay, thanks! -agreed Veronica, putting his hand on top of it.
      -I changed and only Shaw heard what happened-survivor lost mountain ...
      Yes, according to nodded her head Veronica and withdrew look aside.
      You see, with the money to take care! -predupredl her Sashko.
      -What? -nastoro?ilas? girl.
      -As Sho? Do you even know, the people of average salaries in the city?!
      -No! -zamotala head Veronica.
      So, here's what the f! -confirmed Sashko. -Five hundred thousand karbovancev! This is a little more than ten dollars on the market!
      -In the day?! -wonder Veronica.
      -A month! -struck her Sashko. Is f, one that had not been the case with the money! Of course, the Behemoth you were as for the stone wall! Well, now privykaj to everyday life!
      -What? -wonder Veronica.
      -Well, like that?! Her anymore! Now think itself as bread make! And now it's not easy!
      Veronica has not responded. Then, pomol?av, asked:
      -Sashko wanna Kawa!
      -Not-e, thanks! -classmate immediately became to get up to leave.
      -Well, Sasha! You are welcome! Sit down with me! -vzmolilas? to Veronica.
      -No, I'll go! -Sasha was neumolim. -You want to get me Alex soldering deprived?
      -And this is who? -asked Veronica, catching up with Sashko already otbivavšego the stairs ?e?Êtku, skatyvas? down like a ball.
      -Brigadier ours! He so to me evil, because suspects that I client uvÊl-you! You're watching me on Duffel market don't go! -warned Sashko.
      -Listen! I have to you even serious conversation there! -picked him for the sleeve jackets, stopping, Veronica.
      Sasha snatched her hand and went further:
      -Talk until we go! We have two hundred meters to the clothing!
      -Is on the move serious cases discussed?! -wonder girl, pospevaÁ for fast Sashko.
      You say, and I do pokumekaØ-case Chi either! If seriously-evening, Toby pošukaØ pislÁ market.
      -Yes where f you find me?! -wonder Veronica.
      Is f! Misto little-hvylynu rozšukaØ!
      -In General, it is one person removed! -zaspešila Veronika explaining, seeing that the fence of the commodities market is near.
      -This is not to me! -waved away Sashko.
      -But you brother in blatnyh! He was my husband knew!
      Sasha suddenly stopped, transfixed:
      -Husband! But not you! You are in blatnom world no one you know! Besides, now much has changed with the collapse of the Union! Now other times! The hosts in the city! No human-no problem! Your husband not-you without it! In the city every day someone kill-showdown between blatnymi go! So, my advice to you, vedi themselves quietly! Not vzdumaj to blatnym to butt itself! You there and past rejected! Many were unhappy that Behemoth on you got married! This is my kind you Board! But what's out there you someone to remove-forget the nightmare!
      Sasha again walk. Veronika went after him. He stopped:
      -Well, you cannot understand?!
      She did not know that answer. It really like to see someone helped her get rid of Garik.
      -Everything! Further don't go! -warned her Sashko. And then without money ujdÊš?! Oh, and look! Here illegally take too many terrible things that happen, bless!
      Veronica stayed one, looking as Sasha disappears for taboo for her zone fenced fence square.

Chapter 12.

      Every morning now for Veronica came Said or even someone from the Chechens. It was sent away to a sauna to "mamo?ke", where she met with her individual lessons.
      - øêîëå ìîãóò íàó÷èòü âñåìó, êðîìå äâóõ âåùåé! - ãîâîðèëà åé "ìàìà" ïîñëå çàâòðàêà, ïëàâàíèÿ â áàññåéíå è ë¸ãêîé ðàçìèíêè, êîòîðàÿ äëÿ Âåðîíèêè ïî íàñòðîíèþ ïðåïîäàâàòåëüíèöû çàêëþ÷àëàñü èëè â áàëîâñòâå ñ å¸ êëèòîðîì è äîâåäåíèåì "ó÷èòåëüíèöû" äî îðãàçìà, èëè â îòñàñûâûíèè ó êîãî-òî èç ïðèñóòñòâóþùèõ ÷ëåíà, ÷åðåç íåäåëþ îíà óæå ïðèâûêëà ê ýòîé ïðîöåäóðå è çàãëàòûâàëà ìóæñêîé õîáîòîê òàê, êàê óñòðèöó, äàæå íå îáðàùàÿ âíèìàíèÿ íà ïåðñîíó, êàê ìàìà òîãî è äîáèâàëàñü. -Ïåðâàÿ - ýòî êàê äåëàòü äåíüãè, à âòîðàÿ - ýòî êàê äåëàòü ñåêñ. Ïîýòîìó ñëóøàé ìåíÿ âíèìàòåëüíî, è çàïîìèíàé. Äåíüãè äåëàòü ÿ òåáÿ ó÷èòü íå áóäó, âî âñÿêîì ñëó÷àå, ïîêà. À âîò äåëàòü ñåêñ - ýòî òî, ÷åìó òû äîëæíà íàó÷èòüñÿ çà ýòè íåñêîëüêî óðîêîâ! È çàïîìíè, ïðîñòèòòóöèÿ - ýòî òàêàÿ æå ïðîôåññèÿ, êàê è âñå îñòàëüíûå. Îíà ñïåöèôè÷åñêàÿ, ñâîåîáðàçíàÿ, íî ïðîôåññèÿ. Ê êîíöå êîíöîâ, ñóùåñòâóåò ìíîãî ñâîåîáðàçíûõ è ñïåöèôè÷åñêèõ ïðîôåññèé, òðåáóþùèõ îò ÷åëîâåêà òåõ èëè èíûõ êà÷åñòâ. Ìíîãî ïðîôåññèé, â êîòîðûõ ëþäè èìåþò äåëî ñ ÷óæèì òåëîì. Íàïðèìåð, âðà÷, îñîáåííî â ìîðãå! Íî ïðîñòèòóöèÿ - ýòî îñîáàÿ ïðîôåññèÿ, ïîñêîëüêó òû èìååøü äåëî íå òîëüêî ñ ÷óèì òåëîì, íî è ñî ñâîèì...
      "Mama" pulled wine from fu?era.
      They now every day sitting in a pool in the sauna before pletÊnnyh armchairs and easily communicated.
      Veronica eventually resigned from his position and no longer soprotvlÁlas? no fate nor what MOM called its LADA nor daily zaglatyvaniØ in throat ordinary member. She now everything is perceived not as trivia of life, but as a drawback of its existence, from which do not get rid of. In the end, others had to put up in your life with gora?do rough: disabilities, incurable disease. And Veronica suddenly realized that in her everything was just great. No, of course, there were other people everything was much better than her, but Veronica took Tu neizbe?nos?, from which the first unsuccessful attempt to get rid of and now lay in the inner calm, even making seemingly ugly things.
      -If you want to know, LADA continued Meanwhile training "MOM". -ability to present your body stuff with it, the ability to squeeze out of it, both from lemon, maximum fun. Hardly and five per cent of women have this science. And for prostitutes is fundamentals of crafts, which incidentally, empirical methods don't know! Only hard! I have, incidentally, higher education and no one! And Ph.d.: in two directions-psychology and biology. I also. But I became a prostitute when realized as sulfur and negligible my life, including sexual. I, believe me, there was no material needs to do it, but I decided to devote his life to this profession. Why? This is personal and beyond the training programme. But I do not regret the choice!
      "Mama" zasmol?ala, leaving, in solitude, and descended into the pool, enjoy floating on it.
      -If you want, you can join!
      Veronica finishing your own wine, got up and from jumping into it with a side in the pool, joining the "MOM".
      So floating beside her, she listened to further its precepts:
      Prostitute premium must exactly match the rank! Therefore, I will teach you to body, man or woman it's not important! In addition I will teach you manners, art. You will be made, uton?Ênna, is irresistible! Even when you're in bed with several clients, they won't see around anything except you! You will know what secret strings of their body and soul to play at one time or another, so they after svidanniÁ with you were delighted and lasted about spent for you money.
      Strangely enough, but began training with the Bible. Veronica was Õomu are extremely surprised.
      -Our profession-the oldest described even in the old testament. Therefore, we expect from it, commented "mother" of such a decision and made a clear gesture of the hand.
      She filed a book. Bible filed and Veronica. It caught on very sensitive thought that sits now in the sauna, buff, pletÊnom armchair, surrounded by both as several angry Chechens, his plenitel?nicej, in fact, depraved woman, and along with it paginates page Holy Book.
      It was the next phantasmagoria, one of the many that occurred with it for the last time, perhaps even a sacrilege. But it was better than swallow someone's member.
      However, Veronica now doubt that was nepristojnee: sit here so, buff, with the Bible in the hands of sauna next to prostitute extra class or already former mental resistance, just as though you should fulfill routine work, swallow and sdaivat? male sexual organ.
      -I want to read your page Scripture, "Mama," you have internally calm when prostitution. Do you see, many believe prosttutok fallen women. Partly it right. But only as woman really Pala. Here's a you, LADA. You become a prostitute not by choice! And nothing you can do! You have the only way out of this situation-die! Or be a prostitute, because I want to, because you got to this fate, sentenced or die! Here's your entire choice! As you see, it's not great. Maybe you want to die?!
      -No! -zamotala head Veronica.
      -Well, that's good! This, indeed, not every strength! Then get ready to become a prostitute! In principle, this as another form of marriage, how would the world. And if it's your choice-that in this pooro?nogo. Death poro?nej venality!
      Veronica felt that now it says no naked tÊtka from pletÊnnogo chairs in the sauna building Moscow hotels, and her grandmother, which has always strived to develop her "fear of God", with her long hours reading Gospel.
      "Sorry, Granny had you bad u?inicej! -requested she mentally forgiveness.
      -I on the status of the Communist, the former, clarified "Mama". -Communism something! However, with regard to personally my belief, the kommunistkoj in the shower I never was. Just in our country without party-nowhere above janitor climb was impossible, so nešnØØ wrapper communism, if you want to achieve something, we had to wear. You know, I will not dwell on his origin, but me Vista that I was hungry and slaves, well, not good enough, and what I supposedly came from monkeys ...
      She salesman smiled and looked Guerin:
      -You, LADA, believe that occurred from monkeys?
      Veronika zamotala head.
      I do not believe ... Yes me this idea itself simply prottivna, not to mention that it's absurd! -with the indignation clued Jim in to the "MOM". Is the same one had this come up with! I don't watch widespread factor in making us human apes in Africa. Judging this theory, we now have to meet the monkeys at different levels of navigation in human evolution. Evolution in fact goes in itself! So why has stopped! The conductor was gone! AHA! -"Mama" pogrozila finger to nowhere.
      Veronica listened to "mother", and it suddenly made a guess that it's probably not all home ". Sometimes something like ugadyyvalos? in her behavior ...
      The thing I outside Communist. But the Bible reading, although not a believer in that in addition to searching! I don't priver?enka Christianity itself as entities, since I am out of curiosity explored many religion and for me hristiantsvo the same fragment of truth, like all other religions, like a spiritual brilliant! But to bring the Crown truth, add all diamonds together! You know, hardly anyone of making a living and those who will live in the future is capable of doing so. Here is a simple addition, justify, merge, or some other mehani?ekij way of thinking will not help. Collect this Crown-the true puzzle. It's still that overcome the Cherub, which stere?Êt the tree of life. You know what I mean?
      -No! Veronica tried something to remember, but thought utknulas? in emptiness.
      -Well, here, kre?ÊnaÁ! I know materialistka, and the Bible, probably a hundred times better than you. Read to the Holy Scriptures! By the way, I have a few buddies, couples ... Surprised? -asked suddenly "Mama".
      -Yes, no! -shrugged Veronica.
      -Well, so here it is! They py?at?sÁ, portrayed themselves as believers Orthodox. He, among other things, brainy guy could have far to go, but here's the Party join has not become, when offered, the cause is not explained, of course, afraid ... do you even know that a little earlier commitment to religion shot in our country?
      -Well, Yes, nodded Veronica.
      -Well, so,-continued "Mama" hurt it, in General, life for the idea. And when I start to read them from the Bible, this couple starts plugging the ears and scream that such napisanol in the Bible. "It is, say,-not the Bible and some porn!" I say, "So take and read for yourself with your own eyes!" don't take! Say: "the Bible incorrectly!" And I have this book on the shelf assumed! So the Bible-this book! It everyone sees what wants!
      "Mama" pomanila stood next to "a cutesy" waiter. He stooped down over it, and it is something he whispered in his ear.
      Veronica before rasslabivšaÁsÁ in a comfortable chair under towel, nakinutym on naked body, wet even after basin, naprÁglas?, navostrila's ears: "Mama" at any moment to something "ot?ebu?it?" and interview on religious themes easily in the next moment could turn into something indecent in terms of morals.
      -Now breakfast will be served! -explained "mother" of their našÊptyvaniÁ Berenices, turning to her and noticing that girl a little zanervni?ala. -I did warn you! -pogrozila it her finger to you was hladnokrovna and calm as BOA.
      It's a bit pomol?ala, remembering what it is she spoke and continued:
      -But there is one very important feature, which I prefer in Christianity. Or rather two. Curious to see what?
      -Yes! -nodded her head Veronica. It in fact it was interesting to listen to "mother", which had been suddenly deep intelligence that was sometimes scary as this monster, with the knowledge and the mind, on the surface of life from which was visible only Cap size it can be both such smart, the prosveshchennoj, the Õrudiroannoj, the al?noj, the dirty and such brutal.
      -Ïåðâàÿ, - "ìàìà" ñäåëàë â âîçäóõå êàêîé-òî ôååðè÷åñêèé æåñò. - ýòî òî, ÷òî Õðèñòîñ âñåãäà èçîáðàæ¸í îáíàæ¸ííûì! Äà, îí ïðèêðûò äëÿ ïðèëè÷èÿ â èíòèìíûõ ìåñòàõ èçîáðàæåíèåì òêàíè, íî îíà íàõîäèòñÿ â òàêîì îòäàë¸ííîì îò åãî òåëà ïîëîæåíèè, êàê áû â îòë¸òå, ÷òî ïîíèìàåøü, ÷òî ýòî ëèøü ìåðà ïðèëè÷èÿ. Âåäü êàçíèëè-òî íà êðåñòå ëþäåé ãîëûìè, ÷òîáû çà íèìè ïîòîì ìåíüøå óáèðàòü. Îá ýòîì íèãäå íå ãîâîðÿò, íî êîãäà ÷åëîâåê óìèðàåò, òî ñ íåãî èñõîäèò âñ¸, ÷òî áûëî âíóòðè, â åãî êèøå÷íèâå è ìî÷åâîì ïóçûðå, èñõîäèò ïîä äåéñòâèåì ñèëû òÿæåñòè. Ìûùöû òî óæå íå ðàáîòàþò, ñôèíêñòåðû, êîëå÷êè èç ìûøå÷íîé òêàíè, êîòîðûå ðàáîòàþò, êàê êðàíû, ðàññëàáëÿþòñÿ ÷òî íà ìî÷åèñïóñêàòåëüíîì êàíàëå, â ïðÿìîé êèøêå. Ïîýòîìó, ïî èäåå, íà êðåñòå Õðèñòîñ äîëæåí áûòü èçîáðàæ¸í áåç îäåæäû, êñòàòè, â Åâàíãåëèå åñòü ìîìåíò, ãäå åãî îäåæäó äåëÿò ìåæäó ñîáîé ñòðàæíèêè, ñòåðåãóùèå êðåñòû. Íî ïî ñêîëüêó îí è òàì ïðèêðûò ïî ÷ðåñëàì òóíèêîé, òî íàïðàøèâàåòñÿ ñàìà ñîáîé àíàëîãèÿ â èçîáðàæåíèè Õðèñòà îáíàæ¸ííûì è â äðóãèõ ñëó÷àÿõ. È ýòî ñèìâîë òîãî, ÷òî õðèñòèàíñòâî ðàáîòàåò äàæå íå ñ òåëîì ÷åëîâåêà, êîòîðîå â îáðàçå Ñïàñèòåëÿ èçîáðàæåíî íàãèì, à åù¸ ãëóáæå, ñ òåì, ÷òî âíóòðè, ñ äóøîé...
      Veronica wanted to ask her: "why you me all this say?!" She in fact were incomprehensible "Mama 's" explain the vysokparnye head, but she decided to conceal. It is was better than comprehend professions in kind, although it did not doubt that this it too. But it was unclear why "Mama" deepened in religion. Here it was quite out of place!
      -Second continued "Mama", is Mary Magdalene. She is a prostitute. Do you even know who I'm talking about?!
      -Well, Yes! -something tried to remember the Veronica
      And it was the closest associate of Christ, by the way! Yes, it rasskaÁlas?, according to the Bible. But her to repent if it prelØbodejstvovala not prihote its necessity. It seems to me that there is a deeper, incomprehensible sense. The thing that probably life has forced prostitution of women, many of whom tend to poligamnym relations. In fact there are and married that one guy a little. But meets and vice versa! Yes, even you take LADA! You, because polygama a hitch! Men love! Well, not odnolØbka, so that's for sure! And come on you machine, so you're brykaeš?sÁ the entire as touch-me-not!
      Veronica, zabyvšis?, wanted to argue, but "Mama" raised the forefinger up:
      -Give me say, I then you gladly! ... And in the image of Mary Magdalene, likely expressed hidden suffering women, which will be taken by man to feed themselves. Here there is another meaning! If Christ is the highest symbol of human su?estovaniÁ, depicting his chakra located above the head of a human being, the Mary Magdalene is the lowest point of su?stvovaniÁ of the human body which embodies the chakra pleasures delights, lineage, located in the osnovnii of the spine. Here is the alpha and the Omega by Christ, the beginning and end of the path. Such a living symbol of the living inadmissible character unity and juxtaposition, whatever, is no longer in any religion.
      A group of waiters with trays.
      Soon "Mama" Veronica was invited to the dinner raised and laid the ball with puzatym a, one filled with red wine.
      -Clearly, and I cannot deny it, continued it, with some dignity bossing a knife and fork on a plate, in Christianity is the image of Holiness and purity. This most Holy Virgin, but to our profession is not relevant, but because I kul?tiviruØ in Christianity just what I close. By the way, here's another image of unity and opposites. Mary Magdalene and the Virgin Mary. You know, to understand only images and symbols of life is not enough ...
      -Why are you all is telling me, that doesn't stop short again from unnecessary question glotnuv wine and having experienced some degree of freedom and rskrepo?Ênnosti, Veronica.
      -I?! -"Mama" even ceased to chew, staring at the girl. -I'm from you on the sly do prostitute class!
      -But isn't all that is necessary to know negligible factor? -wonder Veronica.
      "Mama" again stopped there looked Guerin, focusing attention on the fact that it starts to go beyond the prescribed her behaviour, because they cannot girlfriends, Milo beseduØ?ie picnic, and the status of present no, but then continued, as would putting another hack minus behavior, which is correct:
      -Scots-no! But the Abraham-Yes! You know, you're an ordinary girl on call! Thou shalt a love of my temple Eros. Even in antiquity were Vestal, who served in the temple. They were men like took their street girls. But to the street were commoners also, and to vestalkam-. And the ones from the second as well as sky from Earth. And if you think I spend you time in vain, I can make you common rooms girl though today!
      -No, no! -scared of Veronica such prospects.
      -Then no zli me! -warned "Mama". -I am silent, but find your skin! There are already three! I will stand up to ten! But when that happens, I just vyšvyrnu you on life prostitutes! Back!
      Veronica began to think. "Mama" not joked, and she realized that this sauna, Ty breakfast and conversation on free abstract seemingly topics, not just a passing fad, but in fact her learning process may be one of the heaviest items-mastery of prostitution. And yet she realized how subtle this woman that all those seemingly bullying, which she had to carry and transfer were only pay per ticket in this elite, in which "Mama" was her to devote their questions and replicas it simply pilila bitches on which sat over zlovonnoj ?i?ej routine normal prostitutes.
      Ten nadpilov and STC broke down and she falls into this stinking puddle! She made three!
      Veronica all of your being felt that "Mama" by being clever with it and not that it really coolly believes lapses and when they will be ten, calmly and coolly stolknÊt it with trails leading, albeit not fabulous and wonderful. But vssÊ small Palace of some welfare-best of all possible participation in its position.
      VÊ this have been in Veronica, and she has repeatedly promised himself never ask "MOM" no questions, no Ázvit?, and, in General, be below water, quieter grass. And if sleduØ?ub minute it put cancer or make do blowjob, treat this as the school was to what ends lesson literature or history and start lesson physics or chemistry-no!
      In fact, it has already succeeded in knowing some basic new existence. Now it simply and easily razdevalas? in the presence of men like them and was not, coolly zaglatyvala at the mouth of male member, rasstavlÁla feet and took the man and Zadok and Chuck like SOAP dishes or done even a simple routine work. She'd never poveila anyone, if she had been told that it would be such that it will simply be oklØ?at? shame, disgust, embarrassed! ...
      While Veronica deepened in their thoughts, "Mama" continued to talk about, and it regretted that it had listened to:
      -... You can do a lot of Conclusions. Well, here's to you, what in the head first go? -asked "Mama", and Veronica painted an image that began to think, changing face grimaces, hot had no idea what is asked.
      Íó. íà òâî¸ì ìåñòå, - "ìàìà" íå çàìåòèâà ïðîêîëà Âåðîíèêè, - ÿ áû ïåðâûì äåëîì ñäåëàëà âûâîä, ÷òî èç õîðîøåé ïðîñòèòóòêè â ïîñëåäóþùåì ïîëó÷àåòñÿ õîðîøàÿ æåíà: ìóæó íå èçìåíÿåò, - çà÷åì ýòî åé. Êñòàòè, ïîíÿòèå "íàãóëÿëàñü" ñðîäíè ýòîìó. Íî íàãóëàëàñü - ýòî íå ôàêò, ÷òî äàëüøå ãóëÿòü íå áóäåò, âäðóã íå âñòðåòèëà ïîäõîäÿùèé ðàçìåð è òåìïåðàìåíò. À ïðîñòèòóòêà, îíà íàðàáîòàëàñü, åé ýòîãî áîëüøå íå íàäî è äàðîì. Ïîýòîìó ó ìåíÿ õîðîøèå äåâî÷êè, íå äåø¸âêè, êîíå÷íî, òå íàïðîòèâ.  äðóãóþ ñòîðîíó èäóò, à õîðîøèå, âûõîäÿò î÷åíü äàæå õîðîøî çàìóæ! Ìîè äåâî÷êè - ýòî ëó÷øèå æ¸íû. È èõ áåðóò ñ óäîâîëüñòâèåì ìóæ÷èíû ñ äåíüãàìè, ïîëîæåíèåì, â âîçðàñòå. À çíàåøü ïî÷åìó? Ïîòîìó ÷òî ìíîãèå èç íèõ ê ýòîìó âðåìåíè óæå ðàçâåëèñü íå ïî îäíîìó ðàçó, äåòåé âûðàñòèëè, à õî÷åòñÿ ñåìéíîãî ñ÷àñòüÿ, â òîì ÷èñëå è â ïîñòåëè. Ìîè êëèåíòû, êîòîðûå ïîëüçóþòñÿ ìîèìè äåâî÷êàìè, íàñòîëüêî ïðèâûêàþò ê âûñøåé ïðîáå â ïîñòåëè, ÷òî èõ áîëüøå óæå íèêòî è íå óñòðàèâàåò. È îíè áåðóò ìîèõ äåâî÷åê ñåáå â æ¸íû! Ïðè ýòîì îíè èõ ó ìåíÿ åù¸ è âûêóïàþò! À ÷òî, îíè çíàþò, ÷òî çà òàêîé æåíîé îíè êàê çà êêàìåííîé ñòåíîé: ïðåäàííàÿ ìóæó, â ïîñòåëè - íàñòîÿùàÿ êóðòèçàíêà, äåòåé, êàê ïðàâèëî íåò, ñ èçìåíàìè, à çíà÷èò, ñ ïîäñòàâàìè è öåëîé êó÷åé âñÿêîé ñìåðòåëüíîé äðÿíè, íà êîòîðóþ ìîæíî íàðâàòüñÿ ñ îáûêíîâåííîé æåíùèíîé, âîïðîñ îòïàäàåò ñàì ñîáîé! Òàê ÷òî, â ýòîé êíèãå, Ëàäà, ÿ íàõîæó îòðàäó è ñïîêîéñòâèå. Êñòàòè, òû çíàåøü, ÷åì îòëè÷àåòñÿ Òàëìóä, Âåòõèé çàâåò è Êîðàí?
      I don't know-zamotala head Veronica.
      You should know this because you are different clients: atheists, Orthodox, Catholics, Jews, Muslims. With all you should do and find a common language. You itself something a believer? -asked "Mama"
      Agha, krešÊnaÁ, nodded her head Veronica.
      -Well, it's now fashionable! -agreed to MOM. -So they differ?!
      Veronica was silent, because already responded, and "Mama" remembered about it:
      -Anything! In the opisatelnoj part-anything! In fact, it's the same book, about the same God, one and the same way the emergence and development of humankind, only created in different denominations. Well, okay! All these books you should be read, but my advice to you in the future-all predstavlÁjsÁ ateistkoj, not believing! So much easier! There will be no problems!
      Veronica wanted to ask: ' crosshairs?! "-and only then remembered that she isn't wearing his many-many years. It does not remember him when put it on the neck.
      Gradually talking breakfast came in a close, as well as theory. "Mama's chapter of Genesis, that tomorrow Veronica asks. The leafed through Bible and laid the pages that need to be read.
      -Well, today the lessons completed! introducing "Mama", then otkinula with a towel and pomanila Veronica. -Well, now, pussy LADA, dostav? MOM several minutes of joy!
      Veronica without delay has dropped the towel and pril?nula to the scorching hot women.

Chapter 13.

      Veronika went away from the central city, feeling in the internal Pocket gravity from waste paper, on which she exchanged one hundred dollars.
      -These karbovancy probably kilogram per ten pull! -dumula it. -Yes! Heavy ridnen?ka currency! And if I exchanged their three thousand?! Me that dammed would a bunch of these vivid fantikov?!
      Girl suspected she doesn't know how. She left the bag in room Garik. It has left. He had an elevator caught up with her and took away the bag:
      -Will be a reason to come back! He said years her shoulder bag. -I know you not straining! That there?! A bunch of cosmetics and any rubbish, but ... would be reason to come back!
      Knew it as the way it bag! Maybe if he had not guessed it pick up, she really has disappeared from the rastvorilas? in town! Yes, Garik some flair!
      "It will start to fumble with bag?! -thought it. -Na?upaet under leather boots, although clean, but still, something strange, crunchy when pressure?! "
      Veronica zavolnovalas?, but immediately to convince himself that this does not happen: "in the end, I hid the notes not directly under the Atlas podklada and under the layer of heavy paper and foam was under it!" she understood that now safer place than Garik suite for her bags not: take her with him to the market, when around happening not news that was more dangerous. Veronica remembered scene with ubegaØ?imi above the crowd dollars, warning Sashko that everywhere šnyrÁØt many terrible things that happen, and decided that even good that Forecasts seized her bag.
      It's quick step was back on the embankment of the River towards the hotel without. The city of sleep, on the road there were machines, vezed people were visible.
      Off the rack administratorši Veronika opened his staren?koe as she thought demisezonnoe coat pocket and took out from the inner tolstennuØ Pack, the size of a brick, peretÁnutuØ rubber.
      -Changed? asked by Veronica index, udivlÊnno, whether it is with relief that it rass?itaØtsÁ, then became a fumble in. So, here is your receipt! Two million three hundred thousand karbovancev! -announced it Veronica.
      "Well, here thought that if the Bank changed-just enough!"
      Veronica separated the random polpa?ki, vydernula them out bundles of administratorše. TA, musolÁ fingers, diligently began to take notes.
      Even two hundred fifty lacks! concluded it and moved toward the girl.
      The added a small Pack of karbovancev.
      After calculation of Veronica sit down in the lobby at modernovoe armchair and razvalivšis? in it, now felt like it vymotalas?. "Now would lie down! Sleepover! -razme?talas? girl. Bath would take! "
      Walk in the room to sexual man?Áku Gariku, who would it even not doubt this, would it lashed, belonged to. Yes it was and NEC: bath there never was, a shower. Shower for fools: she lie in hot water, in a warm bath. This could be done in only two places in the city, where she could now get: parents, and in the elegant spacious apartment overlooking the psel River and city drama theatre. It was from here up to five hundred meters, if to go through the pedestrian one hundred meters. The problem was only that Veronica was keys from their apartments. They remained the Hippo, and keys from the one it before leaving for Moscow, it bore, he gave up nail hammered. Now we had to look it up if it only in the city. Produces a vicious cycle.
      Veronica has not seen any Nail, nor Fiksu, who then podrulili in Begemotu in Moscow has already long time ago. Not even the funeral, and it was very strange and disturbing.
      "OK, if you do not find a nail-call pipe breaking door! -agreed to a girl: Zhora after buying apartments installed on entry finrmennuØ metal door. -?lko, of course! How do I do this remontik?! No, better find a nail! "
      Veronica finally has a plan for the day: to former improvised husband. "I ask them how to find that among the destroyed a large!" with malice thought it ascends from the deep soft Guba chairs.
      -E-Hey! Nice! -okriknul it in the foyer of the hotel are a loud emptiness huge became familiar voice, from which her peredÊrnulo.
      Veronika pomor?ilas? and tired povalilas? back in the Chair. Petr came close:
      -And I have lost! Have you been?! Three hours passed!
      -Where-where! Dollars change went! Think it's so easy! -razdra?Ênno explained it, looking at it from the bottom up from a low of deep armchairs, which drowned.
      -On! I look at you new merchandise! exclaimed Forecasts, tronuv fingers fur collar and podbrosiv et pescovyj tail.
      Da which new! -one Veronica his ignorant in women's fashion. -Star?Ê zadripannoe! You did I ispa?kal my yellow model pal?tiško! That's had to go to their parents, pretend that found! Won't I walk in the dirt! It is, among other things, seven hundred worthwhile! And now it only on a special send!
      -You, nice to me want?! -surprised Forecasts showing on the ball. -Well, try!
      -Do not want to show anything I! -made his girl, thinking to myself: "when all this out! How would the Board find! "
      Veronica has submitted, as will those who can finally get rid of her abuser and abusive, and, although it was not sadistkoj, but now decided that necessarily will be present when Garik would kill a itself to this will hand. "I'll show you! -viciously thought girl zyrknuv Sullenly at stoÁšego before it folded, directly opposite her other leg doubts and dreamily added. Now would be as gave him eggs! "
      -Well, and now what here sitting in room not stepped?! -surprised Forecasts, satisfied her answer.
      -What I forgot?! Number I paid money has changed! Come rest!
      Petr turned back in ten meters from him was rack, administratorša, razvesiv ears, listened to their talk: in the foyer of anyone other than those two, was not, and their conversation, far raznosivšijsÁ in loud emptiness, involuntarily attracted her attention.
      Noticing that you it looks lowered her eyes, administratorša, though doing records in their documents, but while it is still noticeable, listen to words.
      Forecasts had sat down before Veronica squat, taking her knee under the skirt, and hurt his sdaviv as procedil klešnÊj, quietly through teeth so that you don't hear anyone except Veronica:
      -Listen, nice! While I am here not in gosttinice INH has arrived! I'm here to with you his get-as agreed! I know that you are podumyvaeš?, how would I flushed! ...
      -No! -He stooped to it as šepoto, ispuganno zakivav head, recited the Veronica.
      -Yes-know! -Garik gave her understand that well-versed in psychology-think I don't understand: are you at home! Could just walk away-and everything! I already thought so, even surprised when you uivdel below, in the Chair. But! It is well done, you're back! I u?tu for the future!
      -What is the future! -loud in a whisper, going to voice one Veronica. I six days know don't want more!
      Petr put her on the mouth ukatel?nyj finger across her lips:
      -Quieter not ROAR! Through seven, for that matter! But these seven days-and has a future in which I u?tu your behavior! Believe me, they need to live! Agree?!
      Veronica nodded her head, removing thick finger Armenians from his person.
      -And that's when you can live these seven days-then please goodbye, House, money pledged?! -asked Forecasts. About a hundred dollars something not forgotten yet?!
      -I'm home from his parents was! Veronica replied. -They are simple working people! For them a hundred dollars is a fortune! Yes they and not seen ever!
      -Good! -agreed Forecasts. -Search!
      -So I wanted to go go! -ogryznulas? Veronica. -And you've got stopped!
      -Later pojdÊš?! concluded Forecasts. -Now number stand up!
      -I don't want to! -zašipela girl.
      -I want! -Garik throttled her knee so that it became intolerable hurt and it nearly cried. -You do?! Bruise will! I then walk going?!
      Then slušajsÁ!
      Petr waited until Veronica comes and goes to the elevator, then went to administratorše and something she said in his ear.
      No waiting for Garik, devušk caused lift up the twelfth floor, feeling that is a ÕkzekuciØ.
      The door in the room was opened. Her handbag valÁlas? nearby, carelessly thrown on the floor like a commercial package.
      Veronica raised her, and checked podklad, conducted on your Palm. He was a. And Yes, indeed, Forecasts hardly would become šarit?sÁ in the razgrebaÁ debris from any waste that she periodically ruthlessly directs, when bag cannot already be closed.
      Veronica came out onto the balcony.
      Sun spiritual and now red pancake vzbiralos? everything above houses zamenÁvšimi horizon. From the twelfth floor of the hotel the entire city centre was. Vaughn, Vaughn onka its home market. "Perhaps, until I went," guest "stood here and followed me?! -thought Veronica, oblakotivšis? elbows on wooden paneling concrete barrier balcony. -But what a difference! "
      The door in the room to click, zapiraÁs?.
      We now have will bring! -informed her Forecasts.
      -Pay too me?! -asked girl.
      -All costs-yours! And how do?! I had the same guest! -zaulybalsÁ Armenian.
      -Yes, exactly "guest"! -agreed to Veronica. -You got me to fuck you before breakfast or after?! -procedures for it, podbo?enivšis?.
      Her question turned thoughts Garik to another track-it is-it just had it. Impulse of lust, passions bounced back as the ball to play Ping Pong on his astral body and hurt kol?nul Veronica back like a boomerang. It is also something zardelo.
      "Why should I ask?!"-ispuganno surprised Veronica. It does not want to ask this question, but armÁnu it, or rather, her girlfriend, which enjoyed rapid and astounding night scrapping the old mould oblivion without asking its owner wants it or not, brazenly fomenting holder wants a member for the invasion.
      -What? -surprised Forecasts, popravlÁÁ the bed on which he appears to take a NAP.
      Yes, anything! I'm keen to know their plans on Abu do sche-e! -allocated Veronica last word.
      "What am I doing?! What am I doing?! -neslos? from Veronica in the head. -I myself, as the latest slut naprašivaØs? to strung out on this at Kukan! "
      Forecasts had sat down on the bed:
      -Listen, Nice, go here! -He had called her.
      Veronica obeyed. Petr planted her knees, embraced the waist.
      -Oh! -s?Ázvila Veronica. We directly as lovers!
      Something inside her already burned. Some icy blaze raged for in the body, delivering's militarist cold. It-it suddenly caught yourself on this thought-to Petr Beal it caused her pain, suffering, of which, she thought her body warm.
      It was like insanity! This it has never happened! But now it like this!
      Inside was a cold body stylo and intolerable desire to put to bed, vtogralis? in every hole, which only has hot penis, warming, separating away this internal nesterpimuØ severe cold, obvolakivalo her consciousness pelenoØ trance.
      This was strange, wildly, wonder her mÁtu?ejsÁ soul, which simply burn out from nesterpimogo heat shame and stigma while her body sgoralo from the same nesterpimogo ice cold. It was endlessly ashamed of himself for his State it suddenly turned out, she didn't want to do this, it would have ran away right now away from here, away from the maniac, zabilas? nbud? in any corner of the universe and there'd be pkere?idala this storm, but the body required wished to yell at them, it somehow their moz?e?kom dream to put on your stomach and lupili on revitalizing her ass, bes?uvstvennoj, tolstennym and broad cross strap until it zardeetsÁ strips from tide blood until it's finally over. And then it and girlfriend vonzali long hot swords, and ice inside plavilsÁ, rastekalsÁ body of stinging water bliss.
      "Crazy! admitted to Veronica. -I just crazy! "
      It was scary if so goes further, if you do not stop this madness, she soon everything in life to Allah only "drali as su?ku"! She did not want to, but something inside called passion just were her, and she has cycled as subordinate to the cobblestone gravitation in accordance with Kulon land and falls from the distant space on it, and it burns in her aura-atmosphere ...
      Maybe! -chuckled Forecasts, attracting it yourself closer. -Why not?!
      -Well,-she, having made over an incredible force, attempted to escape but hands slightly Garik were hard and still kept it close, as wanted. Oan even soprotivllÁlas? his wild unbridled icy flame inside, although understood that already lost, but ottÁgivala moment of reckoning for the defeat, forcing the brain to conduct exchanges with the man. -If only because you got me poimel program and in the General Ledger, and in bed! You got me dollars as changed?! If normally changed, then I would be very calmly to house her without your services!
      -Well, can thus changed! -agreed Forecasts.
      -Ah, Vaughn, what we are proactive! -exclaimed Veronica. It is not otpihivalas?. It is already decided in favour of her girlfriends. Sit on your lap was warm and pleasant, and it allowed itself no longer resist: "still vyebet why strain! Once went suit-so go! "by inertia she's still something said, although she was still is not important. Just love the no!
      -You cannot smell! -Garik launched her hand under the bottom groped sports bra and got into it, became her crumple chest. "! -thought Veronica, experiencing a long-awaited bliss from priko?snovenij. Now she wanted to be revealed as flower lie yourself ', inside out, to destroy drank its fragrant flower of thy motherland nectar bees, making his case with custom Land who all and delivering her warmth, joy and bliss. -And I smell! I would be dobren?kim, you'd never received! And here you are mine, and do nothing about it!
      -You have cold hands! She said, with shame feeling that her cowardly body and melts in the hands of garik. You had to make tremendous efforts to resist his laskam to vyprostnut? from his hugs. It was still as if she now wanted to break away from Earth, vyprostnut? from sinful hugs attraction and fly off into space, where easily and freely, and no gravity and brehna existence. But it no longer. It's so tired resist even not him, and imagine your body, your passion, desire, icy fire raging in it and asked to be suppressed, destroyed, trampled on ...
      -Me rastoptal! -complained of Veronica, the entire mleÁ, but trying not to show that is ready for anything. -Are you at least understand that rastoptal me! I don't know how I will live on! In whom I turned?!
      Actually it was still that will once more. Main was now, and it only depicted that resists this.
      -All will do you good! Govooril-Petr too something only.
      It is already laid on the bed skirt and koftoj with zadrannoj, with poluspu?ennymi: tights, and itself has sought to put clothes now get rid of.
      "What I'm doing, Dura?!!"-was the last conscious rebukes Veronika sebke itself before the wave of passion, with golojo has swept her on it already perceived like delirious, as in fever. What it has done, that it has done on a guy was now as a fantasmagori?eskij erotic dream in which everything because shame is not valid in the restricted zone dreams for him.
      Veronica has burned, it was like a flame, she now was how this icy fire devours tepllo, fever masculinities, on which izgolodalas?, which is so lacking in. It this heat settled it forever to inside never been this icy cold, so she never had so crave invasion, be self-sufficient. And she would pay for it price its passion, it is prepared to do everything, that will tell her her passion, everything it wants now passion gorÁ?egoo male, obvivaØ?ego languages it ice flame.
      It would merge with the flames, srastis? with him in it fully and allow him to plunge in myself, and never separated, as a whole, to settle their icy passion hot men's passion and repay it, as a whole with zero temperature, with zero impulse desires forever.
      Languages it is ice blue fire zakru?ivalis? around interfering in her hot smallest Orange languages alien male flame, forming a long kru?ennye tape, which more and naprÁ?Ênnee twist, iston?aÁ and then lopalis?, explode, razletaÁs? on millions of tiny bubbles of bliss, needles vonzavšihsÁ in flesh. But new flames continued the same plÁsku, fulfil the same program, performed the same dance of passion, in a second just razletaÁs? and accommodate new dancers.
      Petr something talked to her, bossing with its body as yesterday. He then does numerously lauded it, whether it is abused or screamed. But it is not heard it. It proryvalas? to reality through the raging flames, screwing, exploding, udarÁØ?ie it waves orgasm, and unable to break through. They surrounded with passionate circle dance. If it was prima ballerina in these glowing blue-orange pairs from somewhere out of nowhere came, stayed and crossed into kru?as?, skru?ivaÁs?, exploding in their wild dance and compressing your ring around her is denser, not letting it already and a place to dance. She just choked on their infinite discontinuities from these millions of tiny bryhgov, hurt vonzaØ?ihsÁ in her flesh. It seemed that it now is about vyporhneet unrelieved pain bliss from his body and unesÊtsÁ away, leaving these crazy dancers ones that second, still half a second, it is no longer enough to make it on! It simply ending, collapsing!
      Veronica broke out wild RAID, sotrÁsšim, as it seemed all the building. This was the istor?eniÁ sound should fall to the Tower Hotel, area, the earth-so it seemed. She wanted to break the whole world in half as broken and useless piece of paper, be it and throw won. Nothing should then continue! No problem! The existence of all things on this should stop. ...
      It kon?ila, almost losing consciousness and fell into decline.
      The door numbers somebody persistently and long dolbil fist: probably it was the breakfast.

Chapter 14.

      Today we lesson Physiology-threw "Mama" Veronica, noticing the Bible in your hands.
      Veronica has completed homework and read the chapters of Genesis it yesterday. It was now under the impression he's read accompanied by case with the Bible in his hand, hoping that today is a continuation of esoteric themes.
      Veronica was surprised, as did and did not attempt to read that asked her now "at home" MOM ". How strange it was to read the Bible on the orders of this woman. In fact. Why before when it requested to do so native grandmother, which constantly tried to bring Veronica to faith, she avoided reading this book, uvÊrtyvalas?, vrala? And now read. But not everything! Even the Genesis for the evening it was impossible! Moreover, wiki work yesterday was a little, and therefore it l?nula to Veronica, caress, with redoubled determination. So she hastily to not make regular "minus", "dramatic" of fifty chapters only those that require reading "Mama". It was a little understandable, but Õkzal?ti?no.
      "Mama" ordered her to read a chapter at the end of the nineteenth, which Veronica was discovered incest, thirty-eighth, where sister-in-law disguised as a prostitute conceived by its svÊkra.
      -Will pro?tÊš? more chapters: twelfth, sixteenth, twentieth, twenty-fifth, twenty-ninth, thirtieth and thirty-ninth! But today it is not necessary! -Finally told her "mother".
      Veronica was Now share with her impressions and continue classes.
      But the "MOM" changed its schedule without warning, and everything else in life its plennicy. She looked at the other at a loss before her armchair Veronica then took to a table of the vine ko?annuØ plÊtku, which has always been there and raised its Podol short Øbo?ki of Veronica, which is today dress, checking, and if so how it ordered, although the situation was so noticeable that the girl without bras.
      Veronica even surprised myself that no longer responds to the extravagant "Mama 's" action, such as extravagant as all her current life. She just quietly stood and waited until the "MOM" verify vypolenenii its rules.
      Every day was specially assigned wardrobe Veronica woman. It has come to place Sayed or other ?e?encem and chose from specifically delivered to number metal nikelirovannogo locker, resembling something on those used in sports locker, clothing for the day.
      Veronica thought her dress up like circus horse. However, looking at yourself in the mirror, she enjoyed themselves. Even what bottom zaduvalo is no longer bothered her: "Mama" immediately send it in the hot pool, and Veronica climbed in hot bath.
      New clothes were matched with Õkzal?tiruØ?im predilection someone's professional hand and preobra?ala it with the hallways of the hotel brilliant bright cloth, blÊstkami, long notches or short Øbo?kami, sometimes of translucent material, sometimes, in General, such as gas, which was like, and their shape ugadyvalis? only the applikaciÁm, the girls met towards guests and servants hotels just was silent from oblivion and well-known British before dazzling and defiantly clad charming special, spustivšejsÁ in cold Moscow as a Brazilian Carnival.
      After seeing wardrobe Veronica Vika was surprised and outraged. His resentment she concealed under the pretext that Veronica without her knowledge of something brought in the room, but find out that this "MOM", bujstvovat? ceased.
      -OPA! You, the nuns decided to go?! -prysnula Vik, noticing yesterday evening of Veronica in the hands of the Bible, which is read by "MOM".
      -Yes! If! She replied. Is my job!
      Vika looked at her funny, even with the genuine surprise, just saw for the first time, on-ask, but just went silently making sandwiches.
      Veronica increasingly noticed that her girlfriend and's Saviour funny reacts to her life changes that Vike clearly disliked.
      In fact, why would it be like that, rather than by numbers, Veronica every day now all still a razodetaÁ "šastaet" in sauna to "mother"-mouth about this donosilo immediately-and now also the Bible reads! Probably to understand Wiki this was too much.
      "Mama" plÊtkoj sent hand Veronica to table, showing to put a book on it.
      -That read? -asked it.
      -Read! ARINC beginning Veronica as a schoolgirl in an effort to share your life with a teacher.
      -Everything I say?!
      -Everything!
      -Íó, è?! - "ìàìà" ñäåëàëà ïàóçà, â òå÷åíèå êîòîðîé Âåðîíèêà óñïåëà íàáðàòü â ðîò ïîáîëüøå âîçäóõà, íî íå äàëà åé íè÷åãî ñêàçàòü. -Âåñü ìèð âðàùàåòñÿ âîêðóã pussy - âîò ìîðàëü òîãî, ÷òî òû ïðî÷ëà! Ïðàâäà?! Íó, ýòî åñëè ãðóáî, ïî íàøåìó! Ïðè÷¸ì, è ìóæñêîé è æåíñêèé. È îáðàòè âíèìàíèå, ÷òî ýòî íàïèñàíî â êíèãå, êîòîðàÿ ÿâëÿåòñÿ îñíîâîé îñíîâ âñåé öèâèëèçàöèè, íó, ÿ íå áåðó âî âíèìàíèå êîììóíèñòîâ! È ÷òî òû òàì óâèäåëà?! Áëèçêîðîäñòâåííûå ñâÿçè, èíöåñò, ñòðåìëåíèå ðàñïëîäèòüñÿ è îáçàâåñòèñü ìàòåðèàëüíûì. Âñ¸ ýòî ñâîéñòâà òîé íèæíåé ÷àêðû, êîòîðàÿ íàõîäèòñÿ â îñíîâàíèè ïîçâîíî÷íèêà.  Íîâîì çàâåòå ìèð îïèñàí ñ òî÷êè çðåíèÿ ñàìîé âûñøåé ÷àêðû,, íî è òàì ïðèñóòñòâóåò íèçøàÿ, ïðàâäà, â íîâîì êà÷åñòâå. Ïîýòîìó ìîðàëü, öàðÿùàÿ âîêðóã, - ëæèâà. È Àâðààì, è Èàêîâ èìåëè ïî íåñêîëüêèõ æ¸í, ïðè÷¸ì òå åù¸ ïîäêëàäûâàëè ïîä íåãî ñâîèõ íàëîæíèö è ñëóæàíîê, êàæäàÿ ñî ñâîåé ñòîðîíû, è ðîæä¸ííûõ îò íèõ äåòåé ñ÷èòàëè ñâîèìè. Âïðî÷åì, òàì òîæå åñòü êîíôëèêò. Íî äëÿ òåáÿ íå ýòî ãëàâíîå! Ãëàâíîå äëÿ òåáÿ - ýòî ïîíÿòü, êàêîå ìåñòî çàíèìàåò ñåêñ â æèçíè ÷åëîâå÷åñòâà, êîëü åìó òàêîå ìåñòî îòâåäåíî â Áèáëèè! Ïåðâîñòåïåííîå! À åù¸, òû äîëæíà áûëà îáðàòèòü âíèìàíèå, ÷òî æåíùèíå ñòûä íå ïðèñóù. Åé íåîáõîäèìî çà÷àòü, è îíà ãîòîâà ðàäè ýòîãî ïåðåñïàòü äàæå ñ ñîáñòâåííûì îòöîì! Íó, äà ëàäíî! Ýòî òåáå äëÿ îáùåãî ðàçâèòèÿ! Ïîòîì, íà äîñóãå îáÿçàòåëüíî ÷èòàé Áûòèå è Íîâûé çàâåò! ß òåáÿ íåìíîãî ïðîýêçàìåíóþ! Ïîïîçæå, êîãäà ó òåáÿ â ãîëîâå âñ¸ óëÿæåòñÿ, çàéì¸ìñÿ äðóãèìè ðåëèãèÿìè! Ïîíÿëà?!
      -Yes! -vydohnula called his fervent enthusiasm air disappointed Veronika: in fact, not at school she was!
      And remember that you are the lower chakras Priestess, described in Genesis! The Bible is the same as a hammer! Hammer can nail, and you can NOGGIN whack tØknut?! ... Well! Okay, now as always we warm up, and then let's theory! Who choose?! I agree! -"Mama" showed magnanimity, allowing select Veronica partner for min?eta itself.
      Veronica showed that a cutesy waiter, with ktoroym already had an affair.
      -' Come here! -pomanila his "mother", then turned to Veronica. -Gonna do this standing! Stern to me turn! Naklonis?!
      Veronika nagnulas? and landscaping trousers waiter. "Mama" watched it some time. Then she Yuschenko hryvnia girls on her back, uncover her hips like cereals charming kobylki and became iron it on tummy, happily looking at Vikiny. It's poglÁdyvala as Veronica is a member of the waiter, making observations:
      -You who swallow taught? -interested in it with curiosity, but realizing that Veronica cannot answer it, continued. -However, I can guess who! You think that min?eta! ...
      Veronica was listening to the words "MOM", feeling, as a member of the waiter takes everything in her hands. No mastericej it is not believed, but with the "mother" ear had to keep vostro!
      -I, incidentally, only and saw that one professional reception! And for cheek take, so your personal fantasies, household! Maybe a couple of times in the childhood of boys you stuck, so you and remember! And, incidentally, blowjob-a crucial thing! We can say that is the basis of the profession of prostitutes, especially in this day and age when u mi?ikov through one not worth how to even on kobylku like you! You will need to train will this art! -then, being exhausted by tor?ašej from bright oded?y blame, elastic and charming, like to?Ênoj from a piece of gemstone ass, quiet, like whispering, exclaimed. -Ah, you're my charm! Sorry that I am not an artist!
      View stood in nagibe with zadrannoj skirt and pril?nuvšej to ?reslam waiter Veronica brought not only "mother". Men Stood around the pool sauna as nerve pereminalis? now with foot, ready to burst of passion.
      "Mama 's" yum already are to mutilation of Veronica, pomokrevšej from petting. Now she gladly okunala them between well filled, containing fully elastic and large sramnymi lips girls sometimes deftly, professional snorovkoj breeding them in hand thumb and little finger, thus became visible black, clear eye vaginal mouth, in which "Mama" neat, but passionately to enforce a doublet of sredneggo and index finger, ring the wider opening pink reddening down. Then, povodiv there a little, it vynimala them and has become slizkimi fingers into the anus of Veronica, where committed vrašatel?nye movement.
      Yes, you still have much to learn, girl! -continued its instructions, true head pomaniv who was the first from another province from chairs said.
      Someone like a Stallion was broke with a vengeance.
      Âåðîíèêà ïî÷óâñòâîâàëà, êàê ÷òî-òî åù¸ êðîìå ïàëü÷èêîâ "ìàìû" òûêàåòñÿ åé â ðàéîíå êëèòîðà. Îíà áûëà ñåãîäíÿ â êðàñíûõ òóôåëüêàõ íà øïèëüêàõ, íî è áåç ýòîãî å¸ íîãè "îò çóáîâ" íå îñòàâëÿëè ÷å÷åíöó íèêàêîãî øàíñà â òàêîì ïîëîæåíèè ïîïàñòü íå òî ÷òî â àíóñ, êîòîðûé "ìàìà" ãîòîâèëà äëÿ ýòîãî, à äàæå òóäà, êóäà ïîëîæåíî áûëî âõîäèòü ìóæñêîìó ÷ëåíó. Âåðîíèêà ïðî ñåáÿ ìûñëåííî óñìåõíóëàñü, ïðåäñòàâèâ, êàê ãîòîâûé âîò-âîò âçîðâàòüñÿ îò âîçáóæäåíèÿ, êàê ñïåëûé îãóðåö, Ñàèä âñòà¸ò íà íîñî÷êè, òÿíåòñÿ ââåðõ, å¸ ìàíÿùåé, ðàñêðûâøåéñÿ, êàê àë÷íàÿ ðîçà âóëüâå è íå ìîæåò ýòîãî ñäåëàòü. Åé áûëî çàáàâíî, è îíà ñ óäîâîëüñòâèåì ïðîäîëæàëà îùóùàòü ñâîèì êëèòîðîì, ïî êîòîðîìó ñêîëüçèëà ãîëîâêà ÷ëåíà ñõîäèâøåãî îò áåçóìíîãî æåëàíèÿ ìóæ÷èíû, íàïðàñíûå ïîïûòêè âòîðãíóòüñÿ â å¸ ïðåëåñòíûé áóòîí õîáîòêà èñõîäèâøåãî ñëþíîé ïî íåêòàðó íàñåêîìîãî. Îíà íå ñîáèðàëàñü äåëàòü òî, ÷òî ìîãëà: íåìíîãî ñîãíóòü êîëåíè. È å¸ íîãè, ñòðîéíûå, êàê ñòðåëà, è âûñîêèå, êàê êîëîííû, ãîðäî òâ¸ðääî äåðæàëè å¸ çàäíèöó âûñîêîãî îò ïîñÿãàòåëüñòâ íàïàäàâøåãî.
      "Not yet grown yet, mal?šik!"-with mstitel?nym pleasure thought Veronica imagine concerned centered and stradal??eskoe expression on his face. Although she could take revenge, and she immediately promised myself that will avenge themselves all available her ways, even such.
      "Mama" seeing desperately attempts to reach out to their prespešnika vo?delennogo holes girls, drew it to myself and language started to drive on its friendly head, sometimes pri?mokivaÁ its folded rolled lips, sometimes breeding them in the ring and shallow taking in the mouth of his body.
      Soon Saeed razrarazilsÁ loud-and-a-a-a!!! "
      Veronica too poradovalas?: Although "Mama" and helped Said, the reason his affectionate excitation was she, her haughtily atop tall and slender legs, putting together to dizzy men their beauty pop. "Get, bastard!"-a sadistkiskim Festival, which before she never felt about Veronica, and realized that too experienced light orgasm: my?cy her uterus several times rapidly declined.
      Oficiantik quietly, intelligently oporo?nilsÁ in her throat and be blown away.
      Warm up bylla completed and Veronica was not convened more than anyone to take.
      It vyprÁmilas?, odÊrnula down skirt to her charms nobody whipping and vyterla Palm mouth.
      -I ready! She says "MOM".
      The toppled posramlÊnnogo Veronica said, natÁgivavšego back pants its strictly costume, dropped a towel and fell in levitating pool.
      -Well done! She praised her-as polysemous slolvno noticing a little revenge Veronica. -Go for a swim!
      Veronica withdrew blouse, rasšituØ collaret and rukav?ikami from red, painted fluff, dropped a semi-transparent Øbo?ku with application of yellow, red, green and gold large balloons from brilliant reflections mirror film by putting them on which already her pletÊnoe chair next to the "mamkinym" and jumped ?u?koj Palms overhead hands into the water, holding up a high wave pool, hlestnuvšuØ across the Board, which guards became raise in turn feet to not promo?it? their shoes in pobe?avšej on tile floor puddle, ustremivšejsÁ to discharge openings.
      Some time they swam alongside, and Veronica suddenly, at the minute presented themselves equal "Mum", but then drove away the illusion that honest-to-goodness wouldn't have brought. But still it was nice that she delivered hassle "MOM" Sayed, and somewhere deep deep within yourself she thought now that someday, when it becomes free, it sincerely posmeÊtsÁ, remembering all that is an idiotic. It is not the slightest doubt, that one day, she didn't know even how, but it will reset the shackles of slavery.
      Maybe "Mama" thought that Veronica already please that happens to her in her life. It clothed in expensive clothes, she had breakfast with the "mother" amymi fine and prepared her to become direct its elite. Maybe it was any other dev?onke ispoleniem her dreams. But Veronica secret grezila about freedom.
      She did not know what it is this freedom, certainly not the same as before. Yes and was the first freedom? But she knew that this time will come, and was now prepared to tolerate the existence until the clearly will not see her radiant light.
      "Mama" was to believe that Veronica, if not please what it happens anyway she resigned irrevocably with its existence and the new role.
      Veronica began to think.
      Role, so here is what was her life! It has always played a role: the wife of the Hippo, now girls becoming prima-prostitute. Did it cannot ever be itself as it wanted to be, as it was before.
      Veronica suddenly has lit up looming guess that what has happened with it, now and ever, was to blame for it. She slowly but surely, perhaps even not suspecting, step by step to such a life ...
      -What began to think, LADA! -asked "Mama", trying to break into her myslii.
      -Delicious was Member! Veronica endeavoured to it was not like the plague, but as a dumb joke.
      -What Said does not allow him for this?! -"Mama" she asked as if with reproach nahmurila eyebrows.
      Veronica felt that almost narvalas? at the "minus", and now need to bylospasat?:
      -Steered toward min?etom! ... She tried to correct that no comments!
      An excuse to look a little silly, but the "MOM" seems to be trusted.
      -You spend! Reckon that I believe! -with reproach has looked and disturbing threw it. -Once such note assume that narvalas?! Understandable?!
      -Understandable! -nodded her head Veronica.
      -No zabyvajsÁ, girl! -continued "Mama", a bumboat ride along beside her in a circle. -You are not at a party: I don't want to! See that you cook means Jdey client! And he got the tÊrsÁ-tÊrsÁ, da and not fed up! You what?! I teach guessing the wishes of the client, all his whims, because often you will have to deal with people stesnitel?nymi, frigid morality and their views about sex, and you should be their release from these circuits, they often don't know! You must anticipate the thoughts of these will be people who wander in the most potaÊnnyh lobbies their consciousness. Those who will meet with you, as a rule, prominent society, for the most part foreigners. Marital status, Puritan morality, pillars of just razdavili their sexuality its suppression. And you must be this bends to withdraw one easy movement. Not forever forever, they do not need and even harmful, while, at the time that they will meet with you. I got it?
      -Realized! -again agreed Veronica, feeling as "Mama" Sly co-conspirators.
      -Do you think that I haven't noticed what you did?! -pointeresovvalas? "mother".
      Veronica has not responded, s?avšis? inside.
      -Do you think that I don't understand your act?! -"mother" of razzadorivalas?. -Girl! I'd be here now here with you is not moved, and obslu?ivla a zabuldygu three ruble entrance! You understand!
      -Yes! -more s?Ê?ilas? somewhere in the fancy Veronica, trying not to show Õtgo from the outside.
      "Mama" went to the "stairs":
      -Vylaz?!
      After breakfast mood it improved. After a bit of red wine, it povesela, or so it seemed only Veronique because zahmelela slightly itself.
      In General, so! Today, as I said, our lesson Physiology, Oh and a little medicine. Prostitute your level should know doskanal?no device sexual and related other systems of an organism of man and woman, and changes in these systems with age to take into account features. Your customers are men and women close to forty and straše, so the young alone, only in passing, suddenly some serdobol?nyj dad wants you to have taught his son correctly in bed with his future wife.
      Veronica listened to her instructions, but "mother" of all of a sudden, as always, dramatically changed the topic of conversation:
      -Do you think, I don't know what you dream?
      -In the sense of?! -not realized her Veronica.
      -Literally! -clarified "Mama". -I read you like a book, LADA! I haven't talked about it again.
      -But what I did?! -tried to understand the collision of Veronica.
      -You nothing done! But you think! Are you secretly dream run, usypiv my vigilance!
      "Mama" made a pause as enabling it to ward off their words, but Veronica only promol?ala.
      -Well done, at least not otpiraeš?sÁ! -praised her mother. Is stupid! I did not provedÊš?! But believe me! The door that separates you from liberty, I have a key, which you never even know! And more!
      "Mama" again made RÈservation pause, achieving that Veronica looked her eyes:
      -I see that your future with darkness, thou shalt not work for me and as I want, and what I am! Do you think that I can't just zabavlÁØs? with you in the sauna?! How would not, LADA! This training! And training worth the money! You already intruded me expensive, and I'll spend at you more! I see what you can do I earn the amount that I want to get! So I now will give you hope, the hope of freedom! Movie tracks on her LADA! And take care of, as the Apple of Oka! I got it?!
      -Realized! -agreed Veronica, all listening to each word of a woman who has just promised to release it. Now she could not miss the sound of speech "MOM".
      -Here's my condition, LADA! -looked at her closely woman. -Million dollars! I predostavl you freedom when get with your pussy one million dollars! It is clear you?!
      -Yes! -reverently recited the Veronica.
      The amount that will be marked "Mama" was immense, but it was a very distant skylines, let and Ghost, but nevertheless, the real horizon end its boundless nights. She was just happy to hear it!
      A million dollars! What a piece of cake! Yes it equates to a million dollars! Let not immediately, but it will try to be venerated client login so they just rained on "mother" Golden rain!
      Noticing that girl inside all like prosiÁla and became glow, "Mama" decided a little beetle fitilÊk to not burned down prematurely:
      -But to do this, you need to be a lot of work! So I got and learn everything that know itself! You will make a secular view and the status of highly educated and kul?rutnoj Lady, against which you even now still just tomboy provincial, zatrahannaÁ in this hotel! I prepare you to work at the international level! Thou shalt diamond my DIAdem, because I'm so decided! I see that you deserve to take a central place in the frame of my shining Crown of six are charming stars! Therefore, to hear everything carefully, zapominaj, trenirujsÁ! Be as clays, from kotorog I do masterpiece! Remember?!
      -Yes! -happily nodded her head Veronica.
      It now seems saw light at the end of the tunnel.
      Somewhere in her still was upset and bitterly, that everything that it happened. But now Veronica understood that if she wants to get to the horizon, which showed "Mama", then it should forget trowel, destroy this offence. It, in spite of the fact that more unpleasant this should become a real prostitute premium to creep on this black as the skies as the night without edges, field stranger lust before brighter horizon of liberty, who zabrez?il with this ray of hope in neproglÁdnoj Dali.

Chapter 15.

      "Veronica! You potaskuhoj! "-korila themselves girl.
      She stood on the balcony of the twelfth floor of the hotel and staring at lies in front of her hometown, such a wonderful and now a stranger. If it it never lived, and only came to wonder why from Moscow with armÁnom-adventure to as last whore on three times a day given to him now's provincial hotel.
      "Who am I now?! What is?! -ask a girl trying to hook on consciousness for sheer cliff of reality, pronosivšuØsÁ by it in its free fall, which must hurt and scared: how else happens when padaeš? with du height? -the only way.
      All so swiftly changed in her life! Her last hope that everything goes back to the old, calm, relaxing, razmerennoe, so desperately voznosilis? by, somewhere up forever becoming out of reach, that head lessen, and she thought that she is about to drop from the balcony down to the square. Her just like to see the whole nightmare, with it, suddenly burst like a soap bubble, and proved it but was only a bad dream.
      ", And for the better, if I really fall? -thought about this Veronica. In fact, all of a sudden I sleep?! And this jump is drop will simply cause wake up! But this cannot happen with me actually! All so ridiculously, nastily, strange! Isn't that what happens can be only in dreams. Then why doesn't it ends? Maybe now, when dizzy, and me pulls down from the balcony, and its isolation, so drop-only reason his finish?! No, this is not a reality! This sleep! Dream!!! "
      -Nice, go here! -somebody has asked up to it from somewhere out of nowhere. -Do not hold balcony open-cool!
      Veronica like woke up, looked at myself as would getting used to what she sees.
      She stood barefoot and buff on the red carpet, which has synthetic concrete floor balcony, turbulent lives wrapped up in a bath towel and not felt cold, which was around. How much it was? Minute? Hour? Eternity?
      People say to all accustomed, and it was used to stand here as statue without feeling neither cold nor shame, which burned her smÁtÊnnaÁ soul-nothing. Now it was just a statue, as that little girl at the fountain at the entrance to the Central Park, which other, jokingly called the last Virgin city. Yes, it would be better if it was the girl, and sat on the empty, dried trough Fontana, knowing no shame, which now burn out, not in front of someone-a, no confusion, which does not entitle her to understand how to live on.
      How to understand when you "take money as su?ku" three times a day and it seems to take forever.
      Was the third day, how it has changed the money in the market. Since Veronica no longer leave this number. Even the food they brought here. Petr obtained from the pocket of her brown coat, a great deal of time as to myself, thick with packages of serialized karbovancy and gave their Messenger from a restaurant that was donated to the hotel.
      Despite the fact that administratorša has warned her that after twelve in number should not be outsiders, this prohibition does not has worked, and it is not driven hotel is the third day.
      Veronica is so odurela from happening with it that has not even felt. She went, what mother gave birth to dead if it became cool prostynÊj or blanket. Did employees of a hotel room that she is not seen, it is no longer interested: life still m?alas? as descended from crazy highball somewhere under the ledge where waited stumped, collapse and death ... If only everything around was bedtime.
      Sometimes, such as of now, she thought that if she closes her eyes, naprÁ?ÊtsÁ, something to do with your thoughts, all around changes, like bubble bursts, wouldn't be as and not disappear in nowhere, where all the dreams. But she did not know what to do when heavily za?muriš?sÁ that it happened, as everything is stop, and it was hard for and tomilo its spirit. Her soul, she was tired out this nightmare, just ostolbenela inside, like otrešilas? from everything not perceived is perfectly.
      Petr whether was abusing or seduced her so that she herself zagoralas? lust, three to four times a day, and from this unending sex vacation "guest" she was completely exhausted and devastated by. Veronica is even not able to give that she now thinks about itself, the Armenians, about sex-a torpor skovalo her thoughts, and she just existed as biorobot, responding only to external stimuli: soul it has not filed any signs of their presence.
      Today Wednesday! said Forecasts when Veronica obeyed his okriku came into the room and closed the door balkonnuØ. -Let's go to town! Search for money! A hundred dollars! You forgot?!
      -No! Veronica isn't even that he was excited by its releases. It is like a zombie became collected without any emotions.
      -Bag leave the room! -warned Young when she wanted her to take with them.
      He then does something a clue about the contents of the bags, the possessed some very fine acumen and enviable intuition.
      The street was malolØdno, although it was time for lunch. Veronika went on Top, as if coming from their lethargy in sly, it recently. Thoughts of ran, and she began her do not empty.
      To somewhere come, where napravlÁeš?sÁ. And it was put out guide her achievements.
      Veronica came in his first favourite cafes "Snowflake", took a cup of coffee and the table in the corner of an empty room became a muse over where to begin to return to the normal flow of life.
      "Íàäî íàéòè Ãâîçäÿ! Çàáðàòü Ó íåãî êëþ÷è îò äîìà! Òîãäà ó ìåíÿ ïîÿâèòüñÿ õîòü êàêîé-òî âàðèàíò! Ìîæåò áûòü, Ãâîçäü è Ôèêñà, åñëè èõ âñòðå÷ó, ïîìîãóò ìíå èçáàâèòüñÿ îò àðìÿíà?! - ðàññóæäàëà äåâóøêà, ëèøü ïðèõë¸áûâàÿ ïîòèõîíüêó ãîðÿ÷èé íàïèòîê. -Íî ÷òî ÿ èì ñêàæó? Êòî ýòî, è ïî÷åìó îíè åãî äîëæíû óáðàòü? À åñëè âûëåçåò íàðóæó âñ¸ ìî¸ ïðèêëþ÷åíèå ñ ýòèì àðìÿøêîé! Êîãî âîëíóåò ïî ÷üåé âîëå ýòî ñëó÷èëîñü?! Ãëàâíîå, ÷òî ýòî ïðîèçîøëî! Òîãäà ïðîõîäà íå áóäåò îò ïîõîòëèâûõ óáëþäêîâ, è ìîÿ æèçíü â ðîäíîì ãîðîäå íàâñåãäà ïðåâðàòèòñÿ â àä! Áóäó âåñòè ñåáÿ òèõî - Ãàðèê-òî óåäåò è âñ¸, êàê è íå áûëî íè÷åãî! Òîëüêî áû àäìèíèñòðàòîðøà ãîñòèíèöû è ãîðíè÷íûå íå ðàçíåñëè ïî ãîðîäó êàê ñîðîêè íà õâîñòå! Äà, ãîðîä ìàëåíüêèé! Âåðîíèêà âñïîìíèëà äàâíèå ñëîâà íàñòàâëåíèÿ îäíîé ñâîåé ïîäðóæêè, êàê òà ïðåäóïðåæäàëà å¸, êîãäà îíà åù¸ õîäèëà â äåâè÷åñòâå, ÷òî â ýòîì ãîðîäå âñå ñïÿò ïîä îäíèì îäåÿëîì! È åñëè âñ¸ ýòî áëÿäñòâî, â êîòîðîå îíà îêóíóëàñü, êàê â óøàò ñ äåðüìîì, âûëåçåò íàðóæó, òî åé óæ òî÷íî íå îòìûòüñÿ - æèçíü èçìåíèòüñÿ íàâñåãäà è íå â ëó÷øóþ äëÿ íå¸ ñòîðîíó!"
      It wouldn't even now to ask anyone to massacred Garikom. The former anger, with whom she dreamed itself will take part in the massacre at armÁnom, already. It issÁkla. Tired of being that ate the teeth. No, it does not become Gariku better one iota. Just emotions gave way to reality, pain and resentment acceptance it to them as accustomed to and their accommodated some strange plight, which eventually was ending. Now it only and waited for when everything is quiet stop, would have to do. It is left to four days. Office has already passed, and this is pleasing, raised the hope that the rest of the time will also, albeit difficult, painfully slowly but subsides.
      Veronica knew what filthy qualities have rumors in a small town, but secretly still feared the only one, that on his return to Moscow taxi driver completes its Said. And it made her coolly, mercilessly now, but feverishly unsuccessfully demos on how this is not allowed. However, sometimes it accepted that if Said really needed it find, he found it and without Garik.
      Rumors that could raznestis? the city its week-long stay at a hotel, were, of course, unpleasant and even to some extent harmful. But these were only rumours that could halt. She knew how to do it: it was enough to behave to mosquito nose not files to no one, guided by heard, couldn't yet dive it the skirt and oblomavšis?, and others that it's not true.
      But Said in a distant now Moscow was a reality, manage which it wasn't. Live with knowledge that once he may again occur in her life, had both sit under the sword of Damocles: get used to this was impossible, get rid of this too. Of course, you can go somewhere else, so that no one knows where to look. but she didn't want to never to leave his hometown, which seemed to her now, the best in the world.
      "No, it goes to Saida! -talked Veronica. -It's absolutely no need to shine in this story, because Said can and submit for help in escaping. In fact, if you launch something against me! In the end, it may be already has on the Chechens my soul? All this time I am not at home live-hotel, Incognito! "
      , Veronica is determined that it is alarmist, reevaluate features Chechens and their desire to her capture. Most likely, it already and think forgot! Well, boarded a train, but this hot pursuit was! And now what? Unlikely they will go to another now, as it turned out, the country for a thousand miles away, look for beglÁnku, which owes a couple-three tys?Ênok bucks. For Moscow is nil! In Moscow scale money completely different!
      The more she thought about it, the more it seemed strange that Chechens have chased it. Although, of course, if we know where people in Moscow can run, it will catch up. But to Ukraine for ride-probably is too!
      Pirouette thoughts in her obsolete themselves head again returned to Veronica Gariku, who had latched on, prilip like a bath sheet, obobral it, and assaulted by her as a female.
      Yes, he was abusing her spoken understanding the meaning of the word. He skillfully raspalÁl her desire, and sometimes even she herself as podvigala it to this, experiencing acute yearning for the uslade, stinging, which he taught her experience. But before he invaded her Holy! And this required revenge! She hated him for it!
      The cafÈ was guy went to the rack. Veronica has been distracted from their thoughts, oburevaØ?ih her head, and drew attention to it. In addition, it was the only visitor cafÈs, and he also seemed to her friends.
      "Yes!"-the spade Veronika:
      -A nail! -zaorala it for the whole Hall so that the ustydilas? of bujnogo spiritual impulse. Seen something inside it so isstradalos? that no longer could make previous events and hvatalos? for any counter straw. -A nail!
      It really was Gvozdev. Upon hearing the wild yelling coming in an empty, as it seemed to place, zovu?ie it by name, he turned around wildly, like ispuganno oziraÁs? on the sides: from istošno wail-and having eyes Hall, have a look at the corner of the table, as zabivšijsÁ in the corner of fright child sat Veronica, some not so, as usual, vz?erošennaÁ, pribitaÁ or potaskannaÁ life.
      Nail lightly threw back his head in his greeting, raised up a hand, as the arm with pneumatic springs, as if not sincerely and on rules, smiled and swapping sharply direction toward it.
      -Oh, cool! While you're here what?! -surprised he approaching her table.
      -Not coffee drink! -smiled Veronica. She was so pleased with nailing that hardly could this obscure, like old and good friend saw, although Nail was just man Hippo and it almost never spoke. But now, it hoped that they will get some business contact. -The lost you seek! You f keys from ?orinoj apartments!
      -So what?! -surprised nail.
      -Well, like that?! -too surprised Veronica. -I w it keys from their apartments left! Home can't get! And Yes, I understand how hozÁjkka now both!
      -Well, and where f you all this time was?! -asked Gvozdev, funny, like requiring the report.
      -In the sense of?! -not realized Veronica, but joyful smile from her person smahnulo some unpleasant suspicion.
      Da literally! specified nail. -I have three days ago CinØ seen. He said that you dollars at the market changed-100 unit, at the rate of forty! You see, I know everything about you, other than the one where you šarahalas?!
      Veronica. Mood spoiled.
      -Well, I'm well before you report should not be! -one it.
      -Oh no, girlfriend! Are wrong here! said Gvozdev. -Okay, I now imagine something that'll take a snack and come! And come on, peresa?ivajsÁ from this angle in place somewhere poprili?nee! You something take?!
      -Salad any! -requested Veronica, feeling light famine.
      While Gvozdev has made the order, its entire trembled as from chill. Something sinister was in words around the behavior of the nail. She could not understand that it may be more, but felt nutrom some unpleasant and serious kicker.
      Nail turned to her, saw that it still sits in the corner and true head reminded her that he requested the change.
      Veronika opomnilas? and peresko?ila closer, choosing a huge window display cases in which visibly slaughter ve?ernuØ service in the Peter and Paul Cathedral parish orthodox temple. Now more than ever, and Veronica couldn't understand whether it is from what Communism collapsed, whether from what destroyed the Union.
      Nail hooked the naprotv her, brought several plates of food. Then jumped waitress and put on the table several dishes. Gvozdev moved her salad:
      -Eat. Help yourself!
      -Thanks! -thanked Veronica and became the sly naklÊvyvat? ugo?ennie. She was somehow scary hungry, although the morning poela in a hotel, but did not want to show this.
      Again returned to the table of the waitress brought two small hrustalnye stopo?ki and grafin?ik rÁbinovoj tinctures.
      -Will? asked the nail. Veronica negatively shook her head. -But in vain! Well, I, nal?Ø!
      He razlil to stopo?kam Ruby drink:
      -Well, meeting!
      Veronica sat, watching him, nail gaze on the pile and showed it to append. Onex is a bit pomedlila, Gazprom, opravdyvaÁs? a, dejstvitel?nonado reduce stress.
      Honestly, Veronica thought first of all, when it will get drunk as a pig. Closes the apartment and get drunk! Otherwise it just sit down at the nerves. But nothing is not yet finished. However, it allowed you to relax.
      Nail overthrew stopo?ku, then began Ukrainian borshch.
      Veronica a little posidela, but repeated behind it.
      Burning, but pleasant, tastefully characteristic only this drink, repeatedly at a local spirtzavode, fire rastÊksÁ on its body, filling all of its members and the head light hops.
      Nail poured again.
      -More won't! -warned Veronica.
      -Jump, help! -ordered it. -I am driving more than three hundred don't drink!
      Veronica drank more, p?Áneet, and yet its anxiety goes somewhere fly like aside.
      -So you where šarahaeš?sÁ third day? -again poiteresovalsÁ nail.
      What you privÁzalsÁ: where was the, where? -otmahnulas? Veronica.
      -Podcepila that anybody whom?! -s?ehidni?al it.
      Yes, here's my something only someone and carriers left! -one girl.
      -(What?! You are a widow, with Center stocks, apartment ...
      -Under what Center stocks at what apartment?!
      -Well, Hippo same gave you an apartment? Donated!
      -A grandmother what?!
      -Well, I don't know! Maybe ZANACHKA remained!
      -Yes I with Moscow empty arrived, as drum!
      -Where slept three days?
      -Listen! -podvypivšaÁ osmelela, Veronica has moved away from its prišiblennogo State. -I don't you wife to report! You are not a behemoth!
      -Yes, agreed to Gvozdev, I'm not a behemoth, but because it is not, I now will be reported to all their occurrences that clear?!
      -This is why? Veronica watched as Nail adds more gorobynova, the finish and will offer you a drink.
      -Yes because now I executor of your in-laws.
      He had it in hand, they ?oknulis?.
      Is anyone so decided?! -wonder Veronica, othlÊbyvaÁ infusion as Compote.
      -People!
      -What are these people?!
      -Large. Soon to be shodnÁk, which finally everything. Well, Hippo apartment and all other likely in ob?ag otojut. And what about your apartment-everything will depend on me.
      -This is why?! Veronica dopila pile, some still drank again, even without waiting for an invitation.
      -Because, I said to you-appointed his executor. Will the name of his wife stereotype-apartment you picked up.
      Yes this! Veronica piano hit his fist on the table. -How they would seize?! Anyone?! On what basis:?!
      -And that will be ill name widow thief in law lead-everything! Will be deprived of benefits!
      -Zhora Begetov, among others, gave me this apartment! At the wedding! -exclaimed Veronica.
      Here and there! Vedi itself, worthy of its name! -No unimalsÁ nail.
      What? Do what not?
      -So I'm asking, where three days was these?
      In all holes perdolilas? as last bitch! -threw him in the face of it, feeling quite op?Ánela. -You got me better from an apartment of my keys give me nights where horrible!
      So, what is not gone, how come? -Nail useful in your pocket, made an appearance that there is pošarilsÁ, then added. -Home forgot! The Hippo! Let's go!
      Veronica has not had anything to say, as he firmly stood up from the table, took up her under pen and dragged me away from Cafe, as if it was already at the stage of "gotov?enko"
      -You got me where to? she unsuccessfully asked-trying to curb the onslaught.
      The keys! said a nail.
      He spent her hundred Cathedral. Here behind the corner building where ended the pedestrian zone, his new Audi.
      -Vidal! -with gorddost?Ø threw Nail true head on an article.
      -Vidal! -indifferently agreed Veronica. -I look, the Office you! For whose only account?!
      -Machines in St. Petersburg pushed, takso! He sat in the car. We Behemoth one thing razbadÁ?ili. I tak?ki pushed, and master anymore! well, I like poalagaetsÁ, ob?ag part cast away, and part-here, on the advice of friends, called!
      A minute later they've m?alis? winding streets. Nail squeezed them so with pleasure, and Veronica gas only staring out the window.
      "Probably now in bed pota?it! -with drunk indifference thought it, looking at passed people, buildings, cars, stalls. -And otherwise why gave! Executor! Well, exactly that goes! "
      -Well, and tell them where you had something three days?! -peresprosil Gvozdev again.
      -I said: perdolilas? into all holes, which only exists in my body! It zabavlÁlo that can be Ázvit?, replying to the truth, and it will not be perceived as the truth.
      -Why so answering?! -lodged a nail.
      -Why do you ask?! The executor, hrenov! -Veronikavdrug realized who's to blame in all of its problems. It suddenly are angry. You would be better for me to Moscow has arrived! Executor! Then there was no need to ask! Yes and I, widows thief in law, problems were not!
      -Do you issue?! He wondered, zavora?ivaÁ-in a familiar yard Begemotova House. -Heard Qin taught that you whom you remove requested! ...
      Are the Cyndrenko, here's a treplo! -one Veronica. -That the men gone?! Worse Bab! Yes, nail, I have a problem, and it turns out they all originate from you! Are you a horseradish for me to Moscow came?!
      Veronica has said it with such unadulterated rage that nail, slowing the entrance, even opešil:
      -But, but, though! To take care of bends! We agreed it was ...
      Veronica seemed to have it now pistol, she'd with wild fun has released all of his magazine, utešiv neizbyvnuØ and humiliation.
      -Su?Ênok, Then try again to ask where I was three days! -warned Veronica, feeling for a moral right to speak with someone senior himself by age.

Chapter 16.

      -Well, enough to dream! -okliknula Veronica "Mama". -Hungry Dreams are! As the great Lenin, need to learn, to study and learn! So come on, learn to prostitution in this way, not fear, and, indeed, for conscience! You now have to really?!
      -Yes! -agreed Veronica from anticipation of liberty having covered eyes.
      -Understand! I'm not bless thee neither good nor evil! For me you only source of my income! One of many! My task is to correctly identify you in my empire passion that you brought me a maximum effect! And if I promised something I do! I called you gonna get with you! As soon as you rass?itaeš?sÁ you are available! But remember! -pogrozila her finger "Mama". Is my condition rests on your absolute obedience to me! The path to freedom is very narrow and slippery! See poddajsÁ temptations, and go to it directly, as we agreed with you, not stopping, not looking without thinking! Then dojdÊš?! I see you have the potential to overcome the bar, which I delivered to you! Know will not be easy, but you will fare, otherwise I'd be on you even and minutes to spend not became. I got it?!
      -Yes! -only and was now Veronica, okrylÊnnaÁ new dream, like it already gave release.
      -Well, then begin classes! -returned her "mother". -So we were distracted! With us today lesson of Physiology and medicine! So, the first thing you should know that there are men cropped and non-cropped! Like crap, but very important! The Bible does not dare he pursues so much value! Are the Jews and Muslims. Non-cropped-are Christians, atheists, well, and all others. However, sometimes circumcision do abortions and to improve hygiene sex.
      "Mama" gesture invited to chair one of the Chechens and the waiter whom Veronica twice made blowjob:
      -Go here! Remove pants!
      She has waited until the pants have both men fall to the floor, and then, using both hands on the Member, has honed a movements quickly, like swelling bus at junior bike, to bring them into combat situation.
      -Dolan! Even so you can see a clipped Member! -commented it, turning to Veronica. -The head of the hidden in the outermost flesh, and here is this it always outside! Oh, and depending on the age and type of circumcision, it sometimes, and sometimes no, ring of prepuce.
      "Mama" continued to skilfully led hands on naprÁgšimsÁ the sexual organs of both men, achieving orgasm. Sometimes she prikladyvalas? lips and ?ekotala them head language, trying to make it equally, equally.
      -Here's a look! She said, when the first "shot gun waiter. -See the uncircumcised ejaculation is faster! Despite the fact that he has just ended-well, quite weak, a young man.
      A minute later, bryznul belÊsoj and body case.
      -Realised?! -asked her "mother", releasing the men.
      -Yes! -agreed to Veronica.
      Now she has longed to perceive everything that happens not as implausible that dream, phantasmagoria, as professional information you otherwise obtain and understand, apparently, it was impossible.
      -Âîò è õîðîøî! - ñîãëàñèëàñü "ìàìà". -Òåïåðü ïåðåéä¸ì ê âîçðàñòíûì îñîáåííîñòÿì! Ñíà÷àëà ìàëü÷èêè! Ó ìàëü÷èêîâ, ïðàêòè÷åñêè ó âñåõ, íàáëþäàåòñÿ ïðåæäåâðåìåííîå ñåìÿèçâåðæåíèå: ñóíóë - è ïîòåëêëî, äàæå ïàðó ðàç ä¸ðíóòüñÿ íå óñïååò. Ýòî ñâÿçàíî ñ ïîâûøåííûì ãîðìîíàëüíûì ôîíîì è ïåðåâîçáóæäåíèåì íåðâíîé ñèñòåìû. Çäåñü ìû äîëãî çàäåðæèâàòüñÿ íå áóäåì. ×òî òåáå äåëàòü, åñëè âäðóã ïîïàëñÿ ìàëü÷èê? Íó, âî-ïåðâûõ, äàé ÷òî-íèáóäü òîðìîçÿùåå, óñïîêàèâàþùåå, à åñëè íå ïîìîãëî, òî çàéäè íà âòîðîé êðóã. Âî âòîðîé ðàç ó íåãî âñ¸ ïðîèçîéä¸ò íå òàê áûñòðî. Íåò - çàõîäè íà òðåòèé. Ñ òðåòüåé ïîïûòêè îí òî÷íî ìèíóò äåñÿòü ñìîæåò ïî÷óâñòâîâàòü ñåáÿ ìóæèêîì, çàñàäèâøèì êîáûëêå, îùóòèòü, êàê ýòî, êîãäà åãî ÷ëåí âíóòðè æåíùèíû. Ìàëü÷èêè îáû÷íî ÷åðåç äåñÿòü-ïÿòíàäöàòü ìèíóò ïîñëå îðãàçìà ñíîâà ãîòîâû ðèíóòüñÿ â áîé. Èõ ôàáðèêà ïî ïðîèçâîäñòâó ñïåðìû ðàáîòàåò, êàê ñíàðÿäû íà ôðîíò øòàìïóåò - áåç ïðîäûõó. À âîò ñî ñòàðèêàìè âñ¸ îáñòîèò ñ òî÷íîñòüþ äî íàîîáîðîò! Âî-ïåðâûõ, ðàçáóäèòü èõ êðàñàâöà î÷åíü íå ïðîñòî! Îí íà òåáÿ ñìîòðèò, à ó íåãî âñ¸ âèñèò! Ãëàçàìè-òî âåñü óæå â òåáå, à â ðåàëüíîñòè - ôüþèòü! Ñëîâíî è íå ìóæèê! Äëÿ ìóæ÷èíû õóæå ïîçîðà íåò, êîãäà ïåðåä çëà÷íîé ò¸ëêîé ó íåãî ñëþíè òåêóò, à íà çóá îí å¸ âçÿòü íå ìîæåò! ×òî äåëàòü áóäåøü ñ òàêèì êëèåíòîì?!
      "Mama" looked Guerin ispytyvaØ?e.
      -Will do blowjob! replied that readily as a schoolgirl in the exam.
      "Mama" shook her head.
      -Äîõëûé íîìåð! Õîòÿ èíîãäà ïîìîãàåò! Íî îí ëèáî â ðîò òåáå ïî÷òè ñðàçó êîí÷èò, ëèáî, êîãäà ïîïûòàåòñÿ íà òåáÿ çàáðàòüñÿ, â òåáÿ âîéòè, ó íåãî âñ¸ îïÿòü óïàä¸ò! È ÷òî òîãäà?! - îíà ñíîâà ãëÿíóëà íà îçàäà÷åííóþ Âåðîíèêó, íî ïîòîì ïðîäîëæèëà. -ß òåáå óæå ãîâîðèëà, ÷òî ó òåáÿ áóäóò êëèåíòû, ïðèøèáëåííûå ãðóçîì ïóðèòàíñêîé ìîðàëè, áðàêîì è ïðî÷èìè òÿãîòàìè èõ ïîëîæåíèÿ, îáÿçûâàþùåãî áûòü íà ÷åêó! Îíè-òî ê íàì òåïåðü è ëåòÿò, ïîòîìó ÷òî òàì, íà Çàïàäå, èõ ìîãóò ïîäêàðàóëèòü è çàñòóêàòü. Ñíèìóò òàêîãî äÿäþ, â ãàçåòó ïðîïå÷àòàþò, è âñ¸ - ïðîùàé êðåñëî, ïîëîæåíèå, âëàñòü, äåíüãè! Îíè ýòîãî òàê áîÿòüñÿ, ÷òî îñêîïèòüñÿ ãîòîâû. Íî âåäü ïðîòèâ åñòåñòâà íå ïîïð¸øü! Âîò è åäóò êî ìíå! È ÿ åìó ïðåäîñòàâëÿþ âîò òàêóþ øèêàðíóþ óêðàèíñêóþ êîáûëêó, êàê òû, êðîâü ñ ìîëîêîì, òî÷¸íîå òåëî, âñÿ ïðè ïðåëåñòÿõ! Îí ñëþíîé èçîéä¸ò è òîëüêî! Íó, ìîæåò òàáëåòî÷åê òàì êàêèõ ãëîòí¸ò! Íî! Çíàåøü, ýòî êàê ïðàâèëî íå ïîìîãàåò! Åãî íàäî îòâëå÷ü! Äàòü åìó ïî÷óâñòâîâàòü, ÷òî ñ òîáîé îí ñëîâíî â äðóãîì ìèðå, â êîòîðîì íåò èñòåáëèøìåíòà è ðåñïåêòàáåëüíîñòè, â êîòîðîì åñòü òîëüêî ìàëåíüêàÿ, àêêóðàòíåíüêàÿ, ñèìïàòè÷íàÿ óêðàèíñêàÿ ñó÷êà Ëàäà, ãîòîâàÿ âûïîëíèòü ëþáóþ åãî ïðèõîòü, è îí!..
      -Well, stancuØ him! -Re-appeared Veronica. Massage will make ...
      "Mama" some time waiting for the manifestation yet any fantasy girls, then continued:
      Earlier in the Imperial Apartments-walls razvešivali fabric artists of a pornographic nature, so that, once there, Royal personage distracted from the Affairs of State and began Affairs bedding. Therefore, you should always be carrying at least one ka?estvennj pornographic film, better known as "quarter". Meaning there is no, but one porn! This distracts and demystifies very well! The client something physiological terms maybe everything OK. So take action through the psyche: relax in an atmosphere, in music, clothes, a few porn such at eggs it undertook and vy?alo. I see?
      Veronica nodded his head.
      -Well, what about women ...
      "Mama" was interrupted, drawing attention to Veronika nedoumÊnnoe facial expression:
      -Yes, LADA, among your customers will be and women! Moreover, in ages! Sometimes couples together employ services of first-rate prostitutes, to fill the missing eased past sensations. Therefore, you should know about women not less than that of men. I'm not talking about those who do male attention. "Macho" on my assortment too. I am talking about those women that will be coming to you.
      -But why?! -wonder Veronica, razygrav of naivety.
      "Mama" looked at her with a warning.
      -Duro?ku, LADA, not play trick on! Vika sleeps with you?! Sleeps! -It motnula itself affirmatively head's awareness about the intimate lives of girls. -It is not old and fuck her every day! So there are women who simply need the same-sex sexual relations as well as men. And they will be your has! Basically, you will be coming rich, wealthy women often married, which you should you serve not worse than men. If you think it's easier parennoj turning turnip, you are wrong here: these ladies very demanding, stesnitel?ny, often lacking. You must be a whirl to exhaustion of mental and physical strength before one kilogram of real pleasure, for which they came. And remember, unlike the wealthy men, wealthy ladies downhill don't give! Not do?dÊš?sÁ!
      "Mama" Gazprom and waiter lying when it filed her FougÕres with orange juice, whom she promo?ila throat:
      -That of female physiology you should know? If you do not take into account the lesbian who never men did not have in bed, then women closer to 40, which earlier which later begin to feel the need for relations into the anus. I'm not talking about frigidnyh, I mean normal women who are able to experience orgasm. The usual way they achieve such acuity sensations can no longer.
      "Mama" FougÕres and showed a waiter thumb to pour wine for her and pupil:
      -Êñòàòè, ýòî êàñàåòñÿ è ìóæ÷èí, íî îá ýòîì ïîçæå: òàì ñîâåðøåííî äðóãàÿ ïðè÷èíà. Òàê âîò, âåðí¸ìñÿ ê æåíùèíàì ñîðîêà ëåò! Îíè çà÷àñòóþ íå ìîãóò ðàññêàçàòü îá ýòîì íå òî, ÷òî ìóæüÿì, íî äàæå ëþáîâíèêàì, ñ êîòîðûìè áîëåå îòêðîâåííû. Ïîýòîìó îíè ïðèõîäÿò, ïðèåçæàþò, ïðèëåòàþò êî ìíå. Ìíîãèå èç íèõ è íå îñîçíàþò ýòîé ïîòðåáíîñòè ïðÿìî. Îíè ïðîñòî ñòàíîâÿòñÿ íå óäîâëåòâîð¸ííûìè ïðåæíèìè ôîðìàìè ñîâîêóïëåíèÿ, íî íå ïîíèìàþò â ÷¸ì èõ ïðè÷èíà, è ïîòîìó èùóò ðàçíûå ñïîñîáû èçáàâëåíèÿ îò íå¸. À ïðè÷èíà â òîì, ÷òî îíè ïåðåñòàþò ÷óâñòâîâàòü òî, ÷òî èñïûòûâàëè ðàíüøå. Ýòî íàçûâàåòñÿ ëîêàëüíàÿ ôðèãèäíîñòü, êîãäà òå ýðîãåííûå çîíû, êîòîðûå áûëè ðàáîòîñïîñîáíû ïðåæäå, ïåðåñòàþò ñëóæèòü èñòî÷íèêîì óäîâîëüñòâèÿ. Îíè ñëîâíî èçíàøèâàþòñÿ è îòêëþ÷àþòñÿ, â îáùåì, ïðèåäàþòñÿ. È ñòàðûå ôîðìû ñîâîêóïëåíèÿ óæå íå äîñòàâëÿþò òîé îñòðîòû îðãàçìà, êîòîðóþ îùóùàëè ïðåæäå, îí âñ¸ ñèëüíåå çàòóõàåò. Äëÿ æåíùèíû ýòî êàê êîíåö æèçíè! Åñëè òîëüêî îíà ïðåæäå èñïûòûâàëà ýòè îùóùåíèÿ, ïîòîìó ÷òî, íàïðèìåð ïðîöåíòîâ âîñåìüäåñÿò, à òî äåâÿíîñòî, ìîèõ ñâåðñòíèö îðãàçìà íè ðàçó â æèçíè íå èñïûòûâàëè. Íó, à òå, êòî èñïûòàëè ñòàíîâÿòñÿ øëþõàìè è ïðîñòèòóòêàìè, ïîòîìó ÷òî ó íàñ ìóæèêè íà äåâÿíîñòî äåâÿòü ïðîöåíòîâ è íå çíàþò, ÷òî æåíùèíå òîæå îðãàçì ïîëîæåíî èñïûòûâàòü! Ýòî ñòàòèñòèêà, âåùü óïðÿìàÿ. Íó, äà ëàäíî, îòâëåêëàñü!.. È ýòè æåíùèíû íà÷èíàþò áåãàòü ïî äîêòîðàì, ëå÷èòüñÿ, íå ïîíèìàÿ, ÷òî ïðîñòî ïîèçîøëî ñìåùåíèå ýðîòè÷åñêèõ çîí, è òåïåðü îíè ìîãóò äîñòèãíóòü å¸ òîëüêî ñ ïîìîùüþ çàäíåãî ïðîõîäà...
      "MOM" had filed her a glass of wine and started his slightly kolyhat? circular movements, prikladyvaÁs? nose and sipping his aroma with edges glasses:
      By the way, pornofil?my, of course, as the tutorial to use, but they at least visual aid, a symptom of this behavior, display needs that implicitly beset woman to forty years. I don't know why the way a woman's body. Perhaps that is attavizm, vestige, our birds, females are not separate, mo?eisruskatel?nogo channel and sexual organs. They have a single Cloaca. We are not birds, but need the cesspool of something poprisutstvovalo, the female body, remains. However, don't argue, it's my personal opinion.
      The waiter presented a glass of wine Veronica. It took him and became repeat for "mother", trying to not experience the flavor of the drink, then at least pretend that knows the rules of etiquette.
      "Mama" noticed her effort and praised:
      -Well done! I see that you really want to master all subtlety now our craft. But you will have a special teacher etiquette! In addition, you will be brought out into the light, led to performances, ballets, you priob?alas? to the beautiful!
      Veronica has unwittingly udivlÊnnoe person, and "Mama" added:
      And you think that I price you identified just so?! LADA, you will be in the best specialists: Ballet, masseur, choreographer, art critic, hairdresser, designer clothing, a specialist on etiquette and ethics of high society. Being an image maker will generate your image so that it revealed itself stronger, complete with a bouquet of grafted you skills, standards, and dress behavior. If you diligently learning, then you will be the envy of many of the best ladies. In addition, you will learn the rules of etiquette in society. And more! I invite this French sommeliers-he is now one throughout Moscow-that he taught you to between perfumes vinnnogo aroma and unravel the fault! We now drink wine with you. Not the best, and expensive, but it is quite fitting that I thereto born! Try to catch its aroma, its bouquet!
      Veronika otpila wine and not u?uÁv in the aroma drink no special tantalizing aromas.
      -However, we were distracted! Let's return to the physiology of the human body, on part of the US interest ...
      Veronica said: "Mama" was somehow exquisitely speak. Gone missing her skaberznye words.
      She has been distracted, it happened. Like somewhere inside her, deeply-deeply triggered an alarm clock, budivšij it from this dream.
      Veronica like again saw myself.
      She sat in the sauna, buff, flagrant only towel opposite a depraved bare tÊtki, owns dozens of Moscow putan, with razvra?Ênnym mirovozreniem, which is now tried it it. And for what?! To make it, Veronica Begetova, became superprostitutkoj and the gadine million dollars! My body!.
      She as though saw revelation, that it is not her life! Is not it! It has played some else's role, and could not extricate ourselves from this State is, stop it, as if I needed some key, some redemption to come out of this hell and back in the Groove for her life. She realized that does not want to delve into what it proro?ila the impertinent tÊtka that kidnapped her and would squeeze with all juices, in spite of the fact that she is a widow.
      Suddenly it seemed that everything that happens, it's a terrible revenge of the deceased spouse. They say that deaths see all their lives and the lives of their loved ones, the more they are thoughts of those they liked, as their! And if it's true, then the Hippo just oser?al for his wife and, possibly, is in his power, gave her now this "sweet" life which it and not snilas? to play nasytilas? what secretly, somewhere deep in her subconscious often wished for: good ebli!
      To get!
      My God!!!
      For the first time in the life of Veronica suddenly the asked Begetovu to Eugene, before even myself, referred to as behemoth, despite the fact that he was her husband: Zhora! Zhora! ?oro?ka! If you hear me! I don't know in hell you or in heaven, and whether they are, in General, these hell and paradise, but! Zhora! If you hear me! If you hear me! Save! Simply save me from this nightmare! Me someone! Me with all this! Zhora!.
      -... as for the men, the other case continued "Mama", not noticing that Veronica soars somewhere in the clouds, otherwise the shlopotala another minus-around blame the prostate. I heard something?
      "Mama" now noticed like that Veronica it doesn't listen, but the time spohvatilas?, by the shoulders.
      -The prostate, continued and his lecture-this is a very interesting body. It reminds the Acorn. Iron covers urethra men. Front it closed the pubic bone, so access is possible only through the rear passage ...
      "Mama" made a break and obvela view present men - "AHA! Suck! ", then continued:
      -It is in five to seven centimeters from the anal and plays a very important function: If iron crashes, the guy is not worth it. When mu?ina young this iron works well, even too well, but with age it ustaÊt, and her to continue normal operation starts require periodic massage. There is a special Urologic procedure when doctor nagibaet man and makes him in the back passage massage finger. Frankly, I think that better than to experience it, just come to us. Well-spoken, trained prostitute would make it better and nicer!
      "Mama" looked at Veronica slovngo saying "you much!" and otop again raised:
      Many men feel embarrassed to admit this. But the need to pokovyrÁlis? in the back passage there are most of those who at the age of forty. They were shy and even become frustrated if you try to access them anusu. But here you should be persevering! If men even after watching good pornuški but you have learned to deal with pornofil?mah vskoorosti as professional-I do you guarantee the intervention required. Therefore you should not even gonna propose this client, and using games to get to the prostate gland. There is a set of tools: it in any sex-shop for sale. To you I will after training.
      "Mama" climbed with chairs and again went to the basin, and from there, floating by Veronica, finished its lecture:
      -Ìóæ÷èíû áóäóò ñòåñíÿòüñÿ òîãî, ÷òî òû èì áóäåøü ïðåäëàãàòü. Îíè äàæå íå ïîíèìàþò, ÷òî èñïûòàâàþò ýòó ïîòðåáíîñòü. Íåêîòîðûå ñ÷èòàþò, ÷òî êîãäà èì âõîäÿò â çàäíèé ïðîõîä äèäëîì èëè âèáðàòîðîì, òî ýòî ïðèçíàê ãîëóáèçíû. Òû äîëæíà áóäåøü óáåäèòü òàêîãî êëèåíòà, ÷òî ýòî îñòàíåòñÿ ìåæäó âàìè. Íà ñàìîì äåëå - ýòî âñåãî ëèøü îñîáåííîñòü óñòðîéñòâà ìóæñêîãî îðãàíèçìà. Ñåêñóàëüíàÿ îðèåíòàöèÿ çäåñü íå ïðè ÷¸ì, è íàäî ñìåëî áðàòü áûêà çà ðîãà, ñìûçûâàòü äèäëî èëè âèáðàòîð è íåæíî âñòàâëÿòü êëèåíòó â ïîïó. Ìîè íîìåðíûå äåâî÷êè ýòîãî íå äåëàþò - ÿ èõ ýòîìó íå ó÷ó. Òàì äðóãàÿ êëèåíòóðà, äðóãèå îòíîøåíèÿ, äðóãîé óðîâåíü äîõîäîâ. Íî ïðîñòèòóòîê ïðåìèóì êëàññà ÿ îáó÷àþ ýòèì òåõíèêàì îáÿçàòåëüíî. Çäåñü îòíîøåíèÿ ñ êëèåíòîì ïðîòåêàþò íà óðîâíå ñåìåéíûõ, äîâåðèòåëüíûõ. Ïîðîé áûâàåò, ÷òî ìîèì ýëèòíûì äåâî÷êàì êëèåíòû äîâåðÿþò òî, î ÷¸ì íèêîãäà íå ñìîãëè áû ïîïðîñèòü æåíó. À äëÿ ýòîãî íàäî î÷åíü ïîñòàðàòüñÿ! Êðîìå âñåãî ïðî÷åãî, ïðîñòèòóòêè ïðåìèóì êëàññà - ýòî ðîò íà çàìêå. Äàæå ÿ íå çíàþ òîãî, ÷òî ïðîèñõîäèò ó íèõ â ïîñòåëè, è ó÷ó èõ, ÷òî ýòî òàéíà â ïåðâóþ î÷åðåäü èõ êëèåíòà, è òîëüêî âî âòîðóþ - èõ.

Chapter 17.

      No, Veronika vcepilas? not be brutal, holÊnoj and samodovol?nuØ raz?evšejsÁ rozhu man who enjoys mountain too nice to podna?ilsÁ. Perhaps it was, yes there is not even, it was exactly what the machine on which he had brought home to her now, where it was personal apartment in-laws, bought with the money that Nail was to Begemotu and now it turns out-it. And flat, with ob?akom, with all this rubbish, the noodles that it navešal on ears nail was all the same. Very likely that this water Pizano Nailing a Pitchfork. Someone just bred, taking away that bad lies, and its lack of information.
      Veronica suddenly was some internal force, confidence in its own arguments: "no, I won't let myself fuck whom no popadÁ! I'm not so! I will all be who I want! "
      From the last phrase Nail opešil and long sitting in one position, as measured by extracting key from the ignition lock. This was a challenge and have thought about how to react. Veronica, although she was visibly drunk, as he tries to determine the correct direction of further conduct on it: from this depended, who stands in the future. She regretted that she drank, and this was not empty quickly and in cold blood, and to take accurate decisions. But she was determined to go now to the offensive and not give a nail hammered and minutes reassess the situation and come to:
      -You are now my apartment to Begemotu brought! Think I don't know why?! To lay in bed! Keys Goni fast!
      What keys?! -Nail tried to reassess the situation from the Cinque Terre, which was expecting.
      -Ordinary! The keys to my apartment!
      -Well, now, I climb! ...
      -A nail! They have you in your Pocket! I've seen in a cafe! Veronica brazen vrala, continuing a virulent attack. -Dostavaj alive! Or me that you, search?!
      Nail, apparently, zapamÁtoval, that he's Cafe from the Pocket nothing reached, should be "Look!"-salesman smiled to myself Veronica, and useful in your pocket, fed up keys.
      -Dolan, douche! Veronica capnula them as a cat. -Think that very tricky! What do you now me at my late husband's ottrahaeš?, and then you show a video recording to shodnÁke and say "Yes it a hitch, gay with all in a row! I Êb it himself, see! "in you! Veronica sunula under the nose nail hammered dulØ with such passionate instinct that went to him in person, and Nail as soplÁka, blood.
      Head Gvozdeva spirit went out back and banged on the glass.
      This was the culmination of short and sudden quarrel. Now it was necessary to provide the "dušeprikaz?iku" justified blame or "s?e?at? with Bazaar" and wait for football!
      Yes, if it is not zapa?kalas? in Moscow! If not for the prita?ila tail in city taxi driver-among which already three days had it as like "into all holes" in the hotel! If it takes itself courageously and went through all the Moscow plots, whatever they were terrible, itself, it would now could produce! Once the nail nazvalsÁ now the executor of her late husband, she would now we in it at all! And not only on him! She'd went to shodnÁk and submitted all thieves that her cast in Moscow, left alone with "race", with Moscow bandits! Yes, it's not their territory, and Moscow has its own rules, but they had to help her! It had to pull out! It does not itself to Moscow podalas?, and the Behemoth, it matters! And because it otstÊgival the "ob?ak", they had to help her out of trouble!
      Thought these swept in the head of Veronica like bullets, and only now she realized she had to behave in Moscow, to do so. It is possible that it would be hell, maybe even that she 'd! But! ... But if she stayed alive throughout this zavaruhe and arrived in the city itself, it now or when would be returned at any time, could produce all thieves city on payment! Its cast! Yes it was not blatnoj, but it was his wife thief in law! Yes, considered pacankoj and not treat it seriously! But! ... But they had to answer for everything!
      Nail pihnul her punched in the chest, counterattack began.
      -Say thanks that I am not beat Bab! He said, wiping out the nasal Øšku. -I consider now revealed! Do you think, cool?! So who do you like this?! Hippo you picked outdoors! Look-Ka! ...
      Veronica was sodrat? with the Nail more hundred dollars "insult"-she felt that it "when Center stocks", but the point was missed, and attack bogged down: opponent HTML from stunning Cinque Terre and came in themselves, and now had to endure headwind and better off to just like you to think about: p?ÁnuØ head not empty was difficult. Brains constantly thinking not about what we should.
      Another third way: go slip, reconciled, podlizat?sÁ, ask for assistance. But it was slippery and dangerous path. Here you can give the slack, and everything would then turned against it. It was better not to tread! But, suddenly, itself not understanding why that inspired her to this step, rolled on this entire area into a track, feeling like losing ground:
      -Okay, nail, not zlis?! Give me a hundred or two hundred dollars!
      The Nail eyes went wide with wonder.. He stopped to wipe the blood from under the nose, and she became dribble it at jeans.
      Maybe, just cant otvalit??! -uhmylnulsÁ nasupivšis?, evil.
      Yes, when it comes to Center stocks, all sterveneØt directly in front! "-thought Veronica.
      -Can and cant! -agreed to Veronica. -The more the merrier! Are you behind me in Moscow not arrived, I had to get into debt, the vlazit?! ...
      Is your problems! -interrupted her gangster.
      -I understand that my! But executor Hippo-you! Here you and had them! So you back! I did a lot of not asking! Listen, come on, indeed, Haymaker and we baton friends! Veronica again invisibly became napirat?, went on the attack.
      Eyes have Gvozdeva continued to expand.
      -Yes you know what the current times Haymaker?! -vozmutiosÁ it. Is forty-five million karbovancev!
      I don't ask you how much it! -raised the forefinger Veronica. -I say: "Gimme!", and by the way, don't I believe sea ... for kidalovskomu, it still will not change! Okay,, raskošelivajsÁ! I know that tripped you have! And this money my late wife, executor whom you nominated! By the way anyone?!
      -Not your thing! -Nail again became wipe the blood from under the nose, saw that it was nakapala on jeans, vymaterilsÁ, handkerchief and became scour, slØnÁvÁ it.
      -Not my thing?! -wonder Veronica. -This is what happens when I moved to Moscow without a spear in his pocket, three days of home get can't and I executor Hippo Haymaker does with his money spending?! So whether it?! Veronica felt that it enters into a new role, and she liked! "But, really, this filth should I monetize my husband Unbuckling to life!"-suddenly has it in mind. -When there do you shodnÁk?! I want to get on it! Want to see how you there sea ... my in-laws share will! In the ob?ak goes that anyone will try to separate!
      -Yes you who this?! -surprised nail, ceasing to scour the blood and raised on her eyes in genuine amazement. You and threshold will not be allowed! You are not from blatnyh! Only tuzam access!
      -And I am the wife of one of these ACEs, which killed in Moscow! -screamed at him Veronica so that probably heard it and on the street. And I have the right to look like you I try to undress and leave without all!
      It suddenly ostervenela. It really want to hit the Nail something heavy or shoot it like a dog. Veronica threw herself at him, not realizing itself plainly that does:
      -Grandmother Goni! Alive!
      -Do you think that I have them wear?! -resented Nail crackdown from the nasedavšej girls. -Move in a clay, I give to you!
      Veronika po?uvstvola kicker, terminating the attack:
      -Get here! I'll wait!
      It is not the slightest doubt that the nail will lead. It is possible that he really is ready to capture pornosceny.
      -Anything I make won't! -cut nail. -Want to cast away money faster-Aida in a clay! No-go blank!
      This, of course, had the chance, a chance as a break in the King and "down below". It was risky to trust nail hammered: who knows what he's mind. The fact that suggested Veronica, was just one of many options for his behaviour. In the end, it remained a whole apartment and maybe two if Veronica will lead in correctly. Yes, unknown which in fact would have been entitled to it by the Affairs of the deceased spouse. She began to think only now, when her nadoumil nail, having started a conversation on the costs of rent theme. Prior to that, she even somehow never contemplated that Begemotu, of course, belonged in the town of much more than two apartments.
      Veronica somehow remembered recent stage at the flea market when a $ 100 Bill quickly rushed away from guy. She simply saw now how it spent trying to inflate the same way. All went to this: it's like to dissolve, leaving an empty and a desperately poor, the same as it was before marriage.
      "Heck-flutes!" with malice thought Veronica. Now she was the widow of thief in law and since meetings with Prominent wanted everything owed,! But how? She even did not know where to start! It was the Council! But who could it give quickly, correctly and not wanting to inflate it? She had to act firmly, but gently to avoid being wrong and not lose everything, as the guy stodollarovuØ Bill. It was like walking on a rope chasm blindfolded and without insurance: the slightest wrong step and bye-bye!
      Veronica understood that for this game and her attendants must be significant influence. Now it only gonorom DÀvila arising from her resentment and anger, absolutely. It was just a plaster cast, tolkni, Yes just DUN on him, and he falls, oprokinitsÁ and expose all her an insecure nakedness.
      "Pontah far from you! -rightly decided to it. But where to get the leverage?! "
      As leverage, in which case, good to sgodilsÁ someone more huge member, a deep urban ACE. But where it take? As it come out? None of her there voluntarily. Yes still need to ACE surrendered its za?izat? to assert its interests.
      "Who will, under the order and you will! Veronica understood that a second such Hippo her fate does not provide. He was simply happenstance, unplanned luck, which got her just because she was stroptiva and obstinate; and not that it stelit?sÁ-close it to himself does not podpuskala to the wedding. Yes, it was necessary to protect the Hippo, like the Apple of his eye, and cherish as the most expensive brilliant! "
      Contact the Nail? To this brutal six, which has already determined the fate of her property as ob?akovskogo, privorovav, probably with half?! Will cost! Contact šestÊrkoj and above šestÊrovsvkih whores there and girlfriends is not podnimeš?sÁ! The more this guy was so nenadÊ?en! From him and skvozilo podlÁnoj! He could bring any minute that you find this convenient! Here and now! Why is it called it in apartment?! Rape and draw from this that it was under it, and then show on shodnÁke that this slut not worthy of own money hippo, and let's-Ka zaberÊm all of this in "ob?ak", including the apartment, which now this šlØška lives. It's not worthy!
      "And can be! -Veronica made a rapid guess cause even her protrezvet?. -Maybe Nail going there just to kill me?! "
      This discovery seemed Veronica frightening and it glÁnula the Nail totally other eyes.
      What? No human-no problem! Everything goes in the "ob?ak"! The Nail will capture a lion's share of the former ?orinogo wealth. And it is not necessary to rape, not anything to shoot, strain, wait for shodnÁka! Everything suddenly solved! Hippo there-and his wife, Veronika Begetovoj, no! Everything now collective farming, everything now ob?akovskoe! You can take as long as there are desires!
      Yes-a! Here is the opening!
      From the excitement Veronica prošib cold sweat: "in the forest, thicker guerrillas!"
      -What it is you me so insistently in apartment ta?iš??! -evil asked Veronica.
      Gvozdev nothing replied nasuplenno continuing wipe the blood with trousers.
      So, give you five minutes to you introduced me Haymaker bucks, and even better-forty-five million karbovancev!
      -Nope I so much! -responded nail.
      -Okay, say when you shodnÁk and I went! Veronica has opened the door machines and stopped already half vysunuvšis? Street and waiting for a response, but Nail speechless. -Okay others learn! In any case, what are you me with attendants dumped, I find people who say!
      -Okay, pogodi! -Nail in out of the car and headed to entrance but stopped, returned, came to the machine by Veronica. -Funny that you do not want to go into the apartment?! Your just ...
      -Funny that you got me so strenuously in it ta?iš?! -at it. -Mine but you live there you are!
      -What?! -surprised nail.
      Times are tough! Veronica looked at the clock. -I wait four minutes, then just go away!
      Nail disappeared in entrance and three minutes later appeared again, stretching Veronica postal envelope.
      -How many here? -asked it.
      -As requested-Haymaker! -hailed nail.
      -What if two asked? Veronica revealed the envelope, recalculation of "green".
      -Listen! Not naglej! -mad nail. -Ordinary people and for the year such travel not just what I ordered, and you ...
      -Well, we are not ordinary people! Veronica was pleased with all that happened inside its just raspiralo joy and she barely der?ivalas? to this joy not broke out, building an offence.
      You did not blatnaÁ! -summarized the outcome of the nail. -Everything! His grandmother was?! Good bye!
      Billeting! Veronica turned legs, has put them in the Salon. Audacity it grew with every minute. -Otvezi me to dramteatru, to my apartment!
      -Well, damn! Begetova! You have exactly borzometr zaškalil! -resented and Gvozdev. -you are now at babled! Ride on takso!
      -Well, Gvozdev! Well, according to an old friendship! -It starala durašlivo as scheming with him constantly years for brØ?inu, the nakapalo blood: good mood hide all failed.
      Gvozdev slowly headed vodiitel?skoe place.
      -How many current times is worth human kill! Veronica asked when they departed from the yard.
      Although anyone! -responded nail. -CynÁ said that you asked about this ...
      -Come on transport is provided somewhere, we talk! -invited Veronica.
      Gvozdev skor?il uhmylku curve, heavily having lips:
      -Well, come on!
      They get past the Central House, have turned the square, climbed on gorbatoj Street almost to the top. Gvozdev stopped, zaehav to the margins.
      -How do we go?! -asked it.
      Here, on a small tiny, poor was four bars, inputs were very close to each other.
      -"Torch"! -chose Veronica.
      People have bars was so much that seemingly here celebrate a triumph. Inside too was picure.
      Nail went to the bartender, something he whispered in his ear, specifying the Hall, Guerin. He nodded, asking to look behind the waitress, placid Hall, headed for the table, which stood in the cosy arch-cubicle, entrance was obvit with Liana v??imisÁ shoots Ivy on top. There table for two sat a couple.
      -Sorry, appealed to them the bartender-but this table was ordered! Did you not warned waitress?!
      Yes, agreed a bearded, intelligent man-we are now.
      After a minute Veronica with nails were sitting on their sites.
      Did you grow! -pokivala head Veronica.
      -F! -agreed Nail contented compliment. This table is always reserved for such people, like me! -boasted he. And so in each bar of the city!
      Brought the cognac, Hookah and coffee.
      -Chul, ugo?aeš? you! -invited it to Gvozdev. -You are now at the Center stocks!
      -Yes I am not against. My bucks and how do they change!
      -Easily! -Nail svistnul waiter.
      He came, Nail became something talking to him in his ear, at the same time showing Veronica gesture to gnala hundred.
      -At what rate will vary? -asked Veronica, when the waiter with her $ 100 ekstra bladet pub withdrew.
      Forty-three! Nail said. -Three of my!
      -Fire away! -pulling Veronica.
      -Well, so what you wanted to talk to someone? asked the nail, sipping a hookah.
      Murder! Veronica said watching closely for the reaction of the interlocutor.
      The usom not led:
      Is I heard! Specifically! Who should be removed?!
      Girl began to think: "Keep everything on the joke? Say "you" or "me"? But joking was dangerous, why once again give a reason contemplate! "on the other hand, make orders-disclose card. Play it carefully.
      Veronica suddenly remembered said, and it has defined its decision.
      -There are people! No local! Are you voz?mÊš?sÁ?! -asked Veronica.
      -No, I don't want to go to Moscow! -immediately zamahal hands nail. -I well!
      -Yes I brought it with him! the girl said.
      -About how! -surprised nail. -Who is?!
      Yes, people one!
      -No temni! That man?! What!? Veronica not to honor the card, and Nail booted up my. -I just like the mokruhu won't go!
      -As just so?! -not realized Veronica.
      -Who so-and-so?! The more-with Moscow! Blatnoj?!
      Yes, like say ... in General and not. Although communication with blatnymi there! I call it easy-"guest". How much do you want?!
      -A human he did something?!
      Yes, the old sins! Veronica temnila.
      Yes, any old sins! What do you persecute! -resented nail. Where have you in Moscow old sins?!. that his grandmother's outstanding debts?
      -Owes! -agreed to Veronica. -Just not him! He as Messenger behind them has arrived! I promised to find!
      -Oh! Here's you sea ... derÊš? as vigorous! -guessed nail.
      -Yes it is peanuts compared to my debt! -otmahnulas? from the hand of Veronica.
      -Penny?! -surprised nail. -How much do for you?
      One-hundred-and-skew! Veronica has called the amount from the ceiling to impress nail.
      One-hundred-and-skew?! -He almost chokes smoke from a hookah. -Yes you created soobra?aeš?, how much it?! Where f you so much owes?!
      -Well, everything you say! -so, berÊš?sÁ?
      -Well, come on! -shrugged, as negotiated something mundane, nail. -Will do so! When he will leave you pozvoniš? me, say zakazyvaeš? taxi. I'll come back to him. Oh, and next-business technology!
      While still a little "torch", they went out of the cafe on the street
      -You are only first and win! -suggest her nail, approaching car. -I take away the "guest", but that you will be expensive!
      -How much? -readily asked Veronica.
      They've got into the car, but Nail all speechless, pretending that busy vyrulivaeniem with parking back down the mountain, then when turned and drove up to perekrÊstku, finally, proinznÊs, saying like prostro?iv of war:
      -Tripped me now not needed! So will give the cunt! He glÁnul Guerin, just opešivšuØ from such a statement, as if evaluating the response to the speech.
      -Listen, Gvozdev, I'm in shock! -a minute later she said when they already flying city centre and have turned, not just the bridge over the psel River on the road, envelope city drama theatre.
      -Not, well, you first think?! You take away the "guest", for free?! I first charge on the mokruhu should go, huh?!
      -Why is it free?! -wonder Veronica. -I am willing to pay!
      -Well, here and pay! -agreed nail. The year will you have time, agree?!
      Veronica couldn't believe that hears this from Gvozdeva:
      -Listen! I am in the morning! I had the same widow hippo, a nail! You see, how many around devok beautiful Sciences! Our city of punctuated just-pass cannot be! You can have them with packages of serialized, a nail!
      -Well, as you want! -Gvozdev a little spunk has cooled down. Is my condition! No-so no! Veronica hard sighed. Was something unimaginable. The men around her like a mad poshodili. Each norovil it prisunut?.
      Dai will think! -requested Veronica, trying to realize a new proposal.
      -Well, think soon! -Nail has caused her entrance. -Find if that!

Chapter 18.

      The next day in the sauna to "MOM" no sailed.
      She waited until lunch, wondering what kind and a little fear of change. Procedure morning visit "mother 's" "apartments" sort of like's habit, and now it even scary, that everything is changing.
      Only by the end of the day it came Said. He brought her black stockings in a grid with a belt-support, norkovuØ, a white blouse with a bowtie on the chest, a long skirt imposing rasse?ÊnnuØ by on the sides, black lacquered polusapo?ki similar rather Ballroom shoes, and small decorative šlÁpku of black veil with brošami, a bow skru?ennuØ in a small bump that krepilsÁ to the hair as a big hair. Instead of panties Said gave her some fluffy fur lump feeted, rabbit-like tail.
      Followed by Sa'id in number entered the hairdresser and make-up.
      Dressed! -ordered chechenets sposkojno. -An hour drive to the Opera!
      In conclusion, she Said his stone necklace shiny thousands of iskorok.
      See more! -drew its attention to the Gizmo of it. Is brilliki! You will lose it, you will "MOM" still practise Lam
      Veronica was surprised, and the spade.
      It was not on the street is already so long that even did not believe that the world has something else besides a huge hotel complex. Everything that she saw in the window, since it was perceived as decoration of this performance, in which she participated: people, trees, cars, buildings, fences and even Ostankino Tower.
      An hour later, Veronika went with the porch of the hotel on the ramp, where it was waiting limousine. Here the upper entrance allowed up only the most important hotel guests.
      On the street was circling low last snowball slightly morozno, and smelled of spring.
      Veronica gladly gave a heady fresh air, trying to hold your breath and feel its taste.
      ?vejcar has opened the door auto and bowed dressed as Princess young woman. Saeed neatly and barely barely pushed her to the door, how would that still under its control. Veronica had stepped forward and landed in spacious Salon.
      Inside was "Mama":
      -Well, Hello, LADA! She smiled slightly, good eye having become Veronica, smotrevšejsÁ per million dollars.
      -Hello!
      Saeed sat down next to the driver in the cab, her from staklom. Veronica felt limousine drove off smoothly.
      -Contact me "Madame"! -ordered "Mama".
      -Hello, Madam! -obediently repeated Veronica.
      From the day your life will be different! I will bring thee in theaters, restaurants, where there are foreigners. I will show you its clients and at the same time you gonna be my program of learning. You clear?
      Yes, Madam!
      And, LADA, remember: all they know who I am! And, of course, everyone knows who you are!
      Veronica listened, trying not to succumb to the joy that Shockwave inside. She felt that her from that day changed! And she barely hold back themselves to not jump to the ceiling.
      Now every day she went with the "mother", dressed in expensive clothes and decorations on Opera and operetta, Ballet and classical theatre performances in the places visited by the rich foreigners who for one performance in Moscow. Later, they had supper in the most expensive restaurants of Moscow in society "mother 's" clients.
      Veronica has sought to be nemnogoslovnoj, and although knew agnlijskij, supported conversation only in the most extreme cases odnoslo?nymi Yes and no. "Mama" told her to behave extremely humbly like Pai-girl. This has prompted her interest, and "mother" as obkatyvala it to future customers, improving and increasing its price.
      During the day with Veronica had teachers according "mother" program. One week, followed by another, and her more touches. Moreover, "Mama" otselila in a separate room, kazÊnnyj, neuØtnyj, blank and not such as Vikin, similar to melen?kuØ them, but still separate.
      -NabirajsÁ juice, LADA! -told her "mother", prohibiting even masturbate. -I will follow you! -pogrozila it Veronica finger. -You are now my product!
      However, Veronica it seemed that it is so presy?ena not sex, and even memories about him that now will be able to live without him years.
      Daily walk in the fresh air were crammed with her face paleness, it razrumÁnilas? and blossomed as rose, ?du?aÁ, when it would ruin.
      But as time went on, and "Mama" still not released it into the ring.
      Veronica gradually nabiralas? experience in theatre, Opera and operetta cases in the Ballet. Her daily taught, and she tried to be a good student. She knew that learning will help it faster to gain freedom.
      A stepped April and now around all those raspuskalos?, and already really smelled in spring. Veronica frequently reminisces pre-war has long been warm days, but nevertheless still was glad that become warm and green that day more and more.
      With Vika's it now looked rarely, only a few times in the corridors of the hotel, and that when encountering stopped her, asking how things work, called the guests. But Veronica at all you could do it: it is still locked from the outside, and several times during the night came guard, to personally ensure that Veronica on the spot.
      -I can't! "Veronica, knowing also that" MOM "talked to her his concubine and strictly forbidden banned the sleep with her.
      But before the wiki, as if nothing went out. Veronica saw the entire Burns of whether to get her into bed.
      -Well, come on, at least one time! -became just Vika.
      -Can't I graze and day and night! -ootvetila Veronica.
      -Well, then grandmother Goni! Alive! suddenly the entire changed its-former girlfriend. -To take tomorrow, not that! -Vika sunula Veronica hand under the skirt and so deftly and hurt vcepilas? large and index ral?cami in the clitoris that Veronica everything in the eyes of the darkened. Guard accompanying Veronica turned aside, something like otvlÊksÁ. -Realised?!
      It was like something seemingly crab grabbed her klešnÊj. Once, long ago, in a happy childhood, Veronica grabbed for finger crab, whom she moved one after noticing his clear seawater. Feelings were the same! He so hurt snatched the finger of Veronica, her from the flatten my?cy!
      -Yes! Veronica replied, but still kleshnya s?imala its most sensitive organ: such pako?? could do only a woman, and not all, namely such as Vika.
      -Exactly?! -Vika stronger squeezed clitoris as razor sharp nails.
      -For sure! -confirmed Veronica.
      -Well, look! -Vika was healed her and went away on corridor: their friendship came to an end.
      Guard immediately turned to Veronica, as if nothing happened. She wanted should be indignant: where it looks so far her here tweaks, but realized it was stupid and useless.
      Here are of such small pricks who every day have been very different, but always have stabbed in the same sadnÁ?uØ point her soul, Veronica is still not feeling its ve?nosti. It every day, despite the fact that past gradually forgotten, and the future of not has thought about what is actually someone's property. And these thoughts zakradyvalis? in its beautiful head as it tried to get rid of them, shoo away. This is pressed her to Earth, ashore at the world in which it existed, even though now she drove all over Moscow dorogu?em limousine, visited Opera and theatre. But all was not truly, everything was against her will, and even though she liked Ballet or setting still wrote that it is not for her, this is all because so ordered, this is not the result of the desire of her soul.
      And yet it now had more freedom. If Veronica was a day in the hotel, it is now accompanied by a security guard was allowed to visit the restaurant and the Casino, attend the concerts held in the huge Auditorium Hotel.
      Money she was not, and because it is not sought is in such places except restaurant where her fed for "mother 's" account.
      Like someone going to a restaurant for lunch, Veronica noticed in the Foyer Garik. Apparently, he had to give the client and why something happened with him in the hotel.
      At heart it is mixed grain of feelings. She got up, leaving a stem podbo?enivšis? and slightly to the side, in the posture of "well, that fell!" and ustavilas? at garik.
      First he pretended that doesn't notice it, although it was hard to miss the bright nakrašennuØ and brosco who was dressed in red, purple and violet tones, all the blÊstkah and bright yellow-green fur vorotni?kah and cuffs, a beautiful young woman who distinguished herself amidst okru?aØ?ih as a bright spot amid the grey obbdennosti.
      Veronica staring at it for a long time. That Forecasts immediately zaprimetil and learned it. It all somehow ssutulilsÁ, like its something pridavilo top, zasuetilsÁ, zaspešil, losing samobladanie.
      It is not encouraged it. She just watched him as the man whom she would now break into small pieces. It's made it so that it now stood in the middle of the "Space" all of a bright, rasfufyrennaÁ, recognizable, catchy. Maybe some other provincial girl and said Gariku "thank you!" for such a metamorphosis, but not Veronica. It was here, in the lobby to rush him give his brutal rozhu and tear her their talons have been as drali it due to this man, who first popol?zovalsÁ it, and then passed it to the hotel golovorezam.
      But recent events of her life taught Veronica retain self-control, and because she just stood and stared at him. She as though his picture hypnotized a bit so that he looked at her side, but Petr stubbornly otvora?ivalsÁ. Veronica has his burning gaze to Rotary ?etyrÊhlopostnyh doors ... and then he turned and looked at her, eye-to-eye.
      On this view Veronica immediately realized that it already noticed it, and now painfully overcame tempted to not look at her side, but not sder?alsÁ and looked.
      Garik Face first pobelelo, then pokrasnelo, then pozelenelo and in the end there was puncovym.
      Veronica and continuing to stand by the position in which she watched him now pomanila him with their long finger with a red overlaid nail: now it was her dress code, in which she constantly moving hotel complex, calling attention to the sea.
      After seeing that Veronica looks at him point-blank and beckons finger, Forecasts this broad zlatozuboj smile, as if I saw an old priÁtel?nicu. With whatever pleasure Veronika vlepila was him now in this ulybaØ?uØsÁ Armenian brutal ass!
      -Zdarova, nice! -approached he much improvisation unhurriedly, widely unveiling the hands, as if going to hug her somewhere in the area of the waist.
      Chechenets who accompanied in restaurant, silently prominent it back and put forward hand stopping Garik in some from Veronica.
      -That here doing? -asked Young, a little podavšis? ago.
      -The cunt come! Veronica pozabyla all decency.
      Petr flustered potupil look.
      -Move, sostaviš? me company lunch! -invited it to him.
      -Not-not, beautiful, thou izvinÁj me and my clients work! -Young met go away, turned away.
      Veronica's situation, threw the gaze Chechen citizen at Garik, and the next immediately cling grabbed Armenian for wrist.
      Agree Here-no! commented Veronica.
      It suddenly caught myself thinking, Cho begins to treat people as well as the "mother". But is it somehow enjoyed it.
      Of course, if Veronica ordered guard beat garik, he would became do ... yet. But delay-detained, its power to do this was enough now.
      -Hey, friend! -turned-Armenian to Chechen citizen. -Hand let go! I Said I know!
      -I'm orders Here! -continued Veronica.
      It simply does not believe herself. She really liked that according to her komnade detained person that, whether it will, it would be his prišibla right on the spot. "How it nice!"-with surprise and easy Ecstasy thought Veronica. Now she understands what is the "MOM" when the gestures decides the fate of the people.
      She was nice. She knew that guard as Bulldog, grabbed Garik dead acumen and now releases to pasporÁ?eniÁ. And if the Armenian became desperate, then would chechenets a couple times to embedded him so that he zagnulsÁ-Veronica not doubt this.
      "Well, come on! DÊrnis?! Bastard! "-she begged to myself Garik Veronica with barely visible smile watching as he tries to escape some explanation from mol?a?ego and waiting for the command or action victim guard.
      -He got releases! -requested Veronica to Gariku. -Until I tell you!
      -Listen! Nice! -switched with case it Forecasts. -You pozvolÁeš??! Why me he took over the ruuku and keeps?!
      -I say, dine gone! -replied Veronica. And if I said "Go!", it means-gone and nothing else!
      -You, top-notch became, Yes! -resented Forecasts, realizing that he will not die.
      -If I become a top-notch, with you now for another would have spoken! Veronica said. -You just hand picked up! And thou raznylsÁ as Baba! Dine went on, I said!
      It was developed and went, knowing that all around look at this stage, and that the Chechen will lead garik behind it, pota?it it were forcibly if he will abut.
      When the guard thrust Garik on a chair seat opposite of Veronica, the offended odÊrnul your jacket, looked at him and brushed soil off sleeves if they zapylilis?.
      -Well, that Forecasts?! -asked Veronica.
      -What, what?! -do not understand that. -You me from otryvaete! Do I earn money!
      Well Sumam Skate girls fuck-you money and time spend! -one Veronica.
      -Listen, nice! -Petr a bit left to it, as if going to posekretni?at?. -This issue between us! We agreed!
      As we agreed-Veronica was surprised when I here in Moscow?!
      -Well, little did what?! -shrugged Forecasts. -Can you for came ...
      This then?! -showed Veronia finger on the case.
      -Well, I don't know, maybe with you has arrived! In this life, you know, everything is possible!
      Came the waiter, learned Veronica made easy bow his head and filed menu.
      -Order! -extended Veronica Gariku folder.
      -Listen, nice! I've got so much money, to dine here! -became the pribednÁt?sÁ Armenian.
      -Anything! You can find! Come on order! -viciously said Veronica. -I'll be shark fin soup, roast of venison.
      Petr quickly calculated how much it will cost lunch Veronica.
      -Two hundred dollars?! -resented it. -Not-e-e!
      -Zaka?eš? the same thing! -added Veronika to his indignation.
      The waiter even became zader?ivatsÁ more and left for the order.
      -Pay you! -warned his Veronica.
      Petr sitting sokrušÊnnyj. She did not know whether it is for him a large sum or not but it needs were just four hundred dollars to pay Vika 's, and that it had been left behind: lunch still written on the "mother 's" account only Forecasts about this didn't know.
      -And you thought something?! Veronica Garik have asked. First popol?zovalsÁ by me. And then merged?! We are so no dogovarivlis?! Now you can pay for lunch! And consider that programmers!
      Petr arrived a little. That he had already agreed to pay, only to Veronica really had no claim to it.
      When prnesli salads, he leaned forward, though eats and whispered Veronica:
      -Listen, Nice, well, sorry! I don't like to! -He apologized before Veronica.
      -Well, and how I pulled on flat? -wonder Veronica.
      Yes I say that I don't know! -in a whisper vozmu?alsÁ Forecasts, eating your pÁtidesÁtidollarovyj salad. Saeed somehow got wind that I know where you are, support me, threatened that if not give for. My whole family perere?et! And Sayed are!
      -Trusovat you, Forecasts! concluded Veronica.
      -Do you elegantly look! -suddenly got Forecasts. -I've heard that you made in the King! I said that you stand a thousand dollars!
      Veronica nothing responded, and all remaining lunch was silently.
      At the end of the Forecasts from purse four hundred dollars and put on the table:
      -Call if that ...
      Veronica Gazprom and claimed the money.
      In the evening she found Veronica and paid her debt.
      Accompanying! -confirmed that with regret that cling more than that. -Well, pro?evaj!
      However, in the evening, despite prohibitions doctor...but Vika vlomilas? to it in the room.
      You where key took?! -wonder Veronica, on dumav to myself: "now the trouble starts!"
      She just only took a shower, and went on number naked.
      Vika podletela, experience, and not to the waist, as pušinku raised in the air. She shined delight:
      -Girlfriend, I congratulate you prim?alas?!
      -What is? -nastoro?ilas? Veronica.
      We tomorrow with you ot?alivaem!
      -Where! -Veronica in soul some sweet anticipation adventure and travel.
      In Spain or Italy! -happily jumped Vika. -I really don't know!
      -Why is that?! -wonder Veronica, but sets the sweet anticipation holiday grew it even stronger.
      On shooting! Will be removed from the erotic film ital?Ášek! -Vika viz?ala and jumped to the ceiling, reigning as a child. You can imagine how it's great! Sea, Sun, heat! Beauty!
      -Do you know where?! Veronica already believe in it, but for something been asking silly questions.
      Saeed indeed! admitted Vika, continuing to jump.
      -How's passport, all formalities.
      Da throw you! Not your concern! "MOM" everything povÁzano! You in aircraft unheard and Lety, snimajsÁ! Only you and me!
      Vikina joy committed and Veronica, and became the same jumping Ka child on the bed on the carpet. Vika she put her shoulders and they jumped together. Then suddenly Vika uhvatila her neck, attracted and passionately kissed in zasos.
      Veronica some time dÊrgalas?, trying to escape. But soon vikiny hands, gladÁ?ie her breasts, buttocks, proskal?zyvaØ?ie by klitoru, gently penetrating their fingers into the anus or vagina, inhabiting a wild kobylku and tumbled preceeding cluttered bed.
      -Listen, I got to anybody! said after Vika.
      So what about Italy you sovrala?! asked Veronica, angry at girlfriend. It suddenly wanted to believe in this tale, and it was a little upset that Vickie had such a beautiful legend to sovratit? it.
      -Oh no! Are you human?! -Vika guessed and stopped short in elbow looking Veronica in her beautiful face. You decided what I do is simply to have sex with you?!
      Veronica nothing responded.
      -Listen, mother! -one Vika-well, you and bitch! I bitch! But you ...
      -Okay, tell me what to do there'll be! -distracted her Veronica, again witnessing joy anticipation tales.
      -Well, Õtori?eskoe cinema! -to Vika. Will us there naked shoot!
      So, it will ...
      -Oh no! -perebila her Vika. -There will be no need for Anything! The same non-porn! Ital?Áški shoot Õrotiku! I don't know quite why! The Germans shoot porn! Here's where you tear will be ten times one double! At worst, that is harmful to health: only vozbudiš?sÁ and stop motor! Something not so went to peresnimat?! And here the erotica. Filming the men even worthless. Their bare shoot, but a member does not show! And he as verÊvo?ka handle loose! Even nasty! But the main thing, girlfriend, not that! The main thing that tomorrow will abroad at Øgah!
      Morning Sayid brought Vike green suitcase.
      -Collect stuff! He said something as trivial round.
      Veronica nothing said, because already knew where.
      In the heart of everything pelo!

Chapter 19.

      Finally Veronica was home.
      It was spacious corridor its huge apartments, closing a steel door on the staircase.
      -God, as well! Veronica threw IL hands everything on the floor, skinula shoes and started to run and jump from happiness over, like flowers, salutes up, under the ceiling, and the millions of dollars, which replaced the hundred Cafe. -God, as well!
      Only now it realised how missed his apartment in the Centre of their city. No, in fact, it had no Moscow! Yes, and anything else at all! Nothing but this city, no other, let the best in the world ... to others! But for her! The city was her more lovely than everyone else in the world! It was true! True! True! Here she was born, she grew up, she was happy.
      Here and now, appearing in his native apartment, it just blew up from vyrvavšegosÁ to happiness.
      "My favorite city! I love you! Veronica gushed out loud, and echo otzyvalos? the her huge apartments. -I love you! "
      Her joy her delight, suddenly not outwards from the long captivity of detachment and longing, there was no limit. Only now Veronica felt that returned to his city, his apartment, home. Only now has the feeling of security, which was deprived of her full last days predyvaniÁ in Moscow.
      Veronica has jumped, hlopala hands so that they are all raskrasnelis? and were like two pulsating from tide blood thick, vybegala on a large balcony, staring at people sought out by many idle and serenity on the square in front of dramteatrom, around a huge square basin Fontana, something screaming them, as if drunk again and zabegala in apartment and nosilas? on it again as a racehorse, producing one wild, viz?a?ie and Jolly sounds, all based on lush energy infinite joy and infinite delight.
      Oh no, it wasn't as if drunk!
      Veronika zabe?ala into the kitchen, opened a huge refrigerator, drew from him a bottle of champagne, opened, otkuporila Cork.
      Brut bryznul whirlpool foam on a tile floor. Veronica almost poskol?zulas?, zahohotav, as a child. It othlebnula from the mouth of cold, hot chili champagne, and the rest had poured on top, shower for twenty bucks.
      It seemed that little! She [r] another bottle! RastrÁsla it in hand so that barely otvernula, slightly released a wire frame, uder?ivavšuØ korkovuØ Cork as wild cotton flew up in the ceiling, banged on him and otsko?ila somewhere in huge, a spacious apartment corridor as ball. Foamy jet of flame fire engine, thick trunk firing up and rassypalas?, does not wish to ceiling zontoobraznym rain from huge, šipÁ?ih, scattering into small droplets, Veronica bryzki okativših from head to foot.
      As she waited for this moment!
      She didn't even knew as she waited for this moment! It turns out all the time, all the things a long, endless time at which it occurred every funny shit, only and lived the when finally enters his apartment, which her husband at the wedding, which had come to love when remain one, and all the troubles, fears, Chase, threats, conversations, all of the invasion and attempts an invasion of her Pearl triplex Opal body, all those scum who poganili her pure iskrÁ?uØsÁ as a diamond necklace, life will be outside, for steel door her apartment. And nkto of them dare here.
      She even did not believe that the time ever comes! Sometimes she thought that her journey past the houses will never.
      Now, however, it felt like a hermit who found his old solid and reliable shell, in which it was now, as before, it was scary. No, she felt even better as a fortress. It was her luxurious and comfortable fortress, which has been protecting her own now its young and beautiful woman of all vicissitudes and threats to life.
      "My house is my Castle! Veronica felt delight and protection, joy and appeasement of the beautiful and happy end of a terrible way. -No perestupit threshold my house! None! "
      She again zabe?ala to the kitchen. His joy yet has organized itself. It prevails in her soul. She opened a bottle of champagne, some nobuØ in v FougÕres-šampanku, standing on high and narrow like bar, table extended from kitchen wall osve?aemom halogen bulbs dot illumination round, vdelannymi in hovering over it the same small ceiling with nickel-plated rØmkoder?atelÁmi wanted to sit down at a high bar rotating leather chair-stool, but not stop short, poskol?znulas? on a huge, amber, whirlpool puddle brØta, spilled pale pink, persikovomu, and dropped into it.
      DavaÁs? laughing over their neuklØ?est?Ø, happy, she started skating at the kitchen, and then climbed dropped with the whole ode?ku, naked and toptala her, looking like that their plumage is somewhat permeable, soaked champagne.
      She wanted to somehow reward the fate of those feelings that it now has experienced, for an immeasurable is happiness into which it suddenly okunulas?. Veronika svatila from bathroom huge pelvis for linen and scattered in the corridor became nagrebat? karbovancy, then rushed onto the balcony and started with kamimi something joyful shrieks throwing them around on the street, something piano shouting persons on the square.
      Ñíà÷àëà íà íå¸ íèêòî íå îáðàùàë âíèìàíèÿ. Îäíàêî êîãäà ïîëåòåëè ñ áàëêîíà, ñëîâíî ãóñòàÿ, ïëîòíàÿ ñòàÿ âîðîáü¸â, ïîðõàþùèåñÿ â ðàçíûå ñòîðîíû è âðàùàþùèåñÿ áóìàæêè, íàðîä ñòàë ïðèñìàòðèâàòüñÿ, ÷òî òàì ïðîèñõîäèò. Âñêîðå âñ¸ ïðîñòàðíñòâî âîêðóã áàëêîíà, íà êîòîðîì ÷òî-òî êðè÷àëà ãîëàÿ äåâ÷îíêà, áûëî çàïîëíåíî ëèñòîïàäîì èç áóìàæíûõ ïîëîñîê, ñëîâíî êîíôåòè èç õëîïóøêè êðóòÿùèõñÿ è òàíöóþùèõ äðóã ñ äðóãîì â ìåäëåííîì ïàäåíèè. Ñíà÷àëà áûëî ïîõîæå, ÷òî ýòî êàêèå-òî äåòè âûáðîñèëè ñ áàëêîíà ôàíòèêè è îá¸ðòêè îò êîíôåò, êîòîðûå íåêîòîðûå èç íèõ èìåþò ïðèâû÷êó ñîáèðàòü è êîëëåêöèîíèðîâàòü, âäðóã ïî êàêîé-òî ïðè÷èíå íàäîåâøèå èì èëè èõ ðîäèòåëÿì. Íî êîãäà êàðáîâàíöû, ñáðîøåííûìè ñ äåâÿòîãî ýòàæà, øèðîêèì âååðîì ñòàëè ïàäàòü íà çåìëþ âîêðóã ìíîãîýòàæíîãî äîìà, ïîñûïàëèñü íà ïëîùàäü, íà êðûøó íàõîäÿùåãîñÿ ïåðåä íèì ìàãàçèíà, çàñòðåâàÿ íà äåðåâüÿõ, óëåòàÿ ïðî÷ü, óíîñèìûå ïîðûâàìè âåòðà, â íàðîäå ñäåëàëîñü äâèæåíèå è çàìåòíîå îæèâëåíèå. Íå êàæäûé äåíü, òåì áîëåå ñåé÷àñ, êîãäà âñ¸ âîêðóã ðóøèëîñü è âàëèëîñü, ìîæíî áûëî íàáëþäàòü, êàê êòî-íèáóäü ðàäóåò òîëïó êðóæàùèìè õîðîâîäû äåíçíàêàìè, ñûïëÿùèìèñÿ ñ íåáà, êàê ìàííà íåáåñíàÿ.
      Soon after this incident drew a huge crowd of people suddenly appeared out of nowhere under the House. People davilis?, with excitement jumped, trying to catch the first Rotary propellerami, porhaØ?ie in the air as carefree moths, bills, pushed each other, ensuring that had fallen on mud-tiled House, looked up, saw a girl with pelvis on the balcony, something piano oru?uØ and do?Êm karbovancev odarivaØ?uØ people generous.
      In the bar Veronica gave for dollars some small banknotes were on hand, a bag-and now it light-heartedly and fun sowed them on the wind, so they took everything the space around the balcony.
      The nation was in a rage. At the bottom of any crowd. People just left mad. They screamed: "again! Again! ", ran for uletaØ?imi blown away banknotes, alienate each other from the collapsed to the ground and just openly fighting. Who was the Spry could earn yourself here money wages.
      Karbovancy in basin ran out. Past bills, kru?as? and podleteli to the crowd, and disappeared in vynyrivaØ?ih from it one above the other hands. Cash November ended just as suddenly as started. Crowd stood down and waited for the continuation, her head up, like a hungry children awaiting a crust of bread with Manor table.
      -I you all love! -zaorala Veronika, jump, rocking bare breasts and flapping the pelvis.
      In response to the street it Holler, bottom up to it have some yelling approval, recruitment, surprise and even skaberznye jokes, and this gave her delight and bujstvu joy even more energy. From all sides of human sea bottom: "again! Let's again! ... Again! "
      But Veronica poostyla, in the true sense of feeling that very cool.
      After returning from the cold balcony warm kvarttiru, she finally felt that joy is stilled. His ugasalo.
      Veronica now felt that the order nabralas?.
      It went into the corridor, where in a long hallway closet-coupe was built a huge, up to the ceiling, mirror and considered it his naked body.
      It was great! Probably didn't have anyone in the world who would be her body enjoyed more than her. It has always amazed, privora?ivalo, delighted and even brought her as though she stared at him through the eyes of men.
      But now to the delight of were tempered with some bitterness. She sat down on a high stool, putting it in front of the mirror, which took place in legs and consider his bosom, pinching your hands pripuhšie as vospalÊnnye, big fall lips.
      She carefully inspect the clitoris with small pimpo?koj urinary holes, small fall lips, mouth, vagina, with his fingers, zaglÁdyva as possible was inside, trying to make out there what particular impurity, dirt violence equally what she felt, now in the shower. The results of the inspection udru?ali. All of her womb seemed it now diseased, unhealthy were densely-red. Veronica perfectly knew would not even know! what they had to be as they looked before: Opal, pale pink, glossy, as the internal surface of seashell, garmnoni?no turning into tone the rest of the body. But now they, in fact, looked vospalÊnnymi.
      "Yes, my girlfriend! Got to you! -poso?uvstvovala itself Veronica. -First with you such abominations not happened! I hope that this does not happen again! This freak could me any "broom" infect! I ?urekskaÁ! "
      One only that its nenaglÁdnaÁ girlfriend could now hosts some nefarious venereal infection, and it suddenly have to with other neuda?nicami visit dermo-Venereology dispensary, tested, be humiliating examinations, taking medications and needles, feel or podopytnym rabbit, which decided to carry out experiments, whether nefarious šlØškoj that you doctors and vra?ihi throw slashes, both supporters and condemning the views led her in ošelomlenie.
      It was necessary to see what was happening with the rear passage, which is always first was a taboo.
      She became the ko?annuØ surface round stools prone, turning back to a mirror and, he turned his head was carefully study their anus widely breeding fingers the buttocks. It seemed to be may, in fact just seemed smor?ennom mouth anus it sees some reddish cracks and gusts of mucous.
      Never before in its rear passage was nothing! When the Armenians in the brazen pihal fingers, and then your thick member, Veronica thought he tore it all where thin, which met in harmonica mucosa was going smoothly and silently in the skin of the perineum. And only now being home when she was alone, and no interference, Veronica could finally carefully, for the first time during the time to investigate the effects of three sexual yell at them.
      It felt like it all began to shake from nervous overexcitement. Body dro?alo like from disturbance occurred abuse of themselves.
      Veronica all shaking though from chill went to the bathroom. She suddenly felt dirty, like a pig, and she wanted to wash. But the most important dirt, TU that remained in her soul inside the bathroom was impossible! And Veronica worried, how to get rid of this, soulful dirt.
      It included water and began to recruit in huge bath water, pouring there a blister-dorogu?ego amerikasnkogo that it somehow sold girlfriend, consisting of a network of company-sect. This bubble, for verified saleswomen on several hundred baths, but Veronica had poured it now entirely.
      Spotting a huge cloud of propagating fragrance, polezla the pink foam with such force that in a minute most baths under her mountain has not been seen.
      Veronica finally felt that I now can launder filthiness of recent days, uspokit? your vospalÊnnye bodies that never knew such treatment and were carefully secure mistress, as most of its treasure, wash them impurity, forced and unwanted side invasion.
      She again went to the kitchen, trying to stumble, go wet floor semenÁ?im step took bar table FougÕres-šamapnku with kolyhaØ?imsÁ navigation drink has learned from the fridge another bottle, prihvatila a couple of tiles bitter chocolate and with all this went to the bathroom.
      Here already vysilas? as foam, hiding under a very huge, circular shell baths. Veronica was included in the rozovatuØ šipÁ?uØ, rasstupaØ?uØsÁ in front of her mountain foam and descended, holding high up in the hands of the bottle, chocolate and šampanku, down in nabravšuØsÁ to the edges with water, which is not a huge shells was seen from the foam.
      The fragrance of the expensive tools, nice hot water, comfort native bathroom surrounded Veronica. She razdvinula Peng and delivered a wine glass and bottle on a flat notch-shelf in the above water, put some chocolate.
      Barely she removed the hand as foam, continuing, and climb out of the water, to suppress it from sight of Veronica, like everything else around. She Yuschenko head, looked up, and it seemed that the foam has already reached the ceiling, fills the belosne?nuØ bathroom without balance and was now through a slot under the door seep into the hallway.
      "Yes! -agreed to Veronica. -It was listening to a girlfriend! "
      But it was in the bathroom, in the familiar bath. She was at home! As long as excruciatingly long she wanted to get warm, even hot bath, coming home! No Moscow suites with their kazÊnnoj luxury could not replace the warmth of this home native bathroom.
      "Oh-Oh!"-Veronica moved away with roller coaster, with the bench-bath in her deep part, zanimavšuØ half-bowl bath, bath with head in hot pink foam, puzyrÁ?uØsÁ, šipÁ?uØ, pleasant water.
      Some time it was under water, breath and zatknuv nose. I like water with noise comes from the tap in the bath as speak around bubbles American funds, while continuing to produce foam, as ple?ut?sÁ, on the surface of the water its legs.
      "What Bliss!" she couldn't even absorb, retain in his mind all those sensations of comfort, beauty, purity, happiness, peace and bliss, who came to it from anywhere, from the environment, in which it now remained.
      This was nothing comparable! She as though newly born and now bathed here in this bright and joyful sense of harmony of body, soul and spirit.
      Veronika vynyrnula on the surface, sighed and not loud, not to expel the sharp sounds, but hard to feel that it it not dreamt, replied: "Oh my God! As well! As well! "
      It was everything now required her to be happy. And that was enough! Today, now, now, she was happy. She was in a State of euphoria, which might be called, using English, "happy end", and now agreed that will make every effort to ensure a life in the future forever.
      She moved to bath and bathtub, dived, started on Acryl notch-bench in the bowl, saw champagne, eat bitter black chocolate and felt in seventh heaven of happiness.
      She didn't want to think more about anything, or about Garike or SaÎda, nor of Nail. All her problems somewhere that fled. She drove them away, alone with his apartment with hot and comfortable bathroom, with a glass of champagne and chocolate bars.
      If it is now proposed to undertake life balance, it likely would not hesitate.
      Foam, unosimaÁ flow of water in top discharge-baths, beginning gradually abate, while in the bath still has her generation. Veronica claimed facecloth as much as closed finally in crane and became scour itself, have any efforts to perineal between anus as sexual orifices and vlagali?em, ottiraÁ from an invisible, but felt her soul uncleanness clitoris, fall lips, scrubby ku?erÁvymi wheat color hair pubis. It again and again took lather all those locations for which took hands Garik, where was his Member, experiencing a new attack omerzeniÁ, this time to herself. It seemed that it had not SOAP their intimate folds, they still remain tainted.
      Together with the remnants of foam was be volatilized and feeling polnejšengo comfort and cosiness. To fill the loss, Veronica has gone through the bathroom to sink, claimed the rack console visevšego over the door room TV and reverted back, nyrnuv in the hot spring bliss.
      On TV saying some nonsense. Now broadcasting was only in the Ukrainian language, and Veronica, although she felt who, from this somehow korobilo: "u-u-u, now everywhere we will have" ridna mova!
      Delight her absolutely, foam bath more, šampanka was empty, Brut relaxing, chocolate eaten, and although the mood of Veronica still remained good, she had already held all occurred no more than a sudden powerful splash emotions associated with tested its stress. Even what it away on wind several million karbovancev on fun crowd, was it now as nesusvetnaÁ nonsense-the money could be comfortably to live a whole year. Yes and Brut, spitting on the floor, standing about hundreds of dollars.
      "Veronica! You choking Toad! Stop! "-said a girl.
      In fact, that now felt sick that done? To this can be treated with humor, with regret, but it does not change anything!
      Now thought of Veronica a switched Garik. He undoubtedly lost it! Veronica even presented itself, as it now helplessly rushes to the hotel, by number, like a beast in the cage in which he became closely and uncomfortably, probably for the first time discomfort loneliness in a foreign city and heartily laughed.
      With these thoughts it and fall asleep right in warm water an suddenly feeling terrible ustalos?, navalivšuØsÁ on it, like stone, the successor to replace bujstvu senses enthusiasm and fun.
      She dreamed that she swims in a warm sea. In the cloudless sky, in the heyday of highly weighs and sunny, presenting the world its warmth. The turquoise blue Sea, magic, it always she thought affectionately splashes around their penÁ?imisÁ on fine gravel beach waves. It lies in shallow water on the red sand mixed with white pebbles, relying on the bottom of the elbows, looks like goby poklÊvyvaØt her legs as undulates between small stones tiny cancer-ot?el?nik with white zavituškoj-sink on the back, which repeatedly reverses nabegaØ?aÁ ashore light wave. But ot?el?nik again rotates feet and undulates on.
      Suddenly Veronica sees that one of the waves, persecuted the shore light breeze, gets too big, not like the rest of her sisters are small and subtle, and high and even other colors: dark blue, threatening. She wonders what is happening, but understands that this wave will overwhelm her head. Veronica tries to climb and escape, but can't do it. Then she dials in more air and tries to would next in water slippery Boulder. Wave nakatyvaetsÁ, Veronica is underwater, begins to choke ...
      She opened her eyes and nothing was unable to understand. It in fact was under water and was bubbles. Veronica few moments soobra?ala, where it is only then realized that sinks in own acrylic bath in her apartment, falling asleep from fatigue while bathing.
      It vynyrnula, grabbing mouth air.
      TV for that screen on which ran thousands gray pixels programs have ended. Water in the bath has cooled and was pretty cool.
      Veronica has got and turbulent lives wrapped up in a huge beach towel, went to the bedroom.
      Electronic watches in the hallway at the entrance to the kitchen was half the fourth morning. Veronica from jumping into it into a huge double bed, ustlannuØ even before leaving for Moscow red prostynÊj, hid a down blanket in the same red atlasnom pododeÁl?nike. Her head was drowned in a huge puhovoj cushion in Red satin navolo?ke as ubaØkivaÁ and singing subtle sweet lullabies.
      Veronica again felt Bliss, but not on it focus, as in predutrennij deep sleep. On its face zasvetilas? easy smile. It even dream of something good.
      Morning she woke up hours in ten. Around was quiet. Veronica moved one after the other in bed as cat, vynyrnula, opened a leaf from it. Otttuda ensued in the familiar sounds of the city's everyday life: crowds of machines on a distant streets square have some rare voice of passers-by, bark dog, viz?ali, playing children. "Life returns to normal, Veronica! Everything is now good! "-has been inciting a girl on a good mood.
      Suddenly she recollected that number Garik paid only until today, up to twelve hours.
      Of course, it could be and not to worry, send this among on all four sides, and forget about him forever as a nightmare. But Veronica was not convened its holding in Moscow. And her soul is still o?na thorn from which she never was able to get rid-revenge.
      Someone had to answer for what with having her three days raped, gonÁlis? Moscow Chechens, while it was totally not what: it simply raise money!

Chapter 20.

      The next day, Veronica saw sea!
      It so long ago there was that just couldn't contain his excitement. This was another sea, not something on which it went from childhood, more warm and sunny.
      Here it was great! The sun sparkling in turquoise gave, warm air, a pleasant skin! Mountains and volcanoes, defeating its menacing greatness. And smell, this special smell that ?uvtsvuetsÁ only when somewhere near morksaÁ water.
      Veronica ecstatic hugged Vika 's, and they jumped on a stone floor, which opened picturesque of all in green and turquoise.
      The sea is calm, warm, affectionate shone up to the horizon thousands of brilliant iskorok. Veronica Has captured the spirit of delight.
      From morning everything happened in her life, as in a well established mechanism. They had to fly to Rome as their immediately plunged into the car and went out in the surroundings of Palermo, where he had to be taken.
      Veronika smortela on o?er?ivavšiesÁ ispolinskih silhouettes of volcanoes, framed by clouds on the horizon the lilac silhouette were incorporated, green mountains, vineyards, fields, pronosivšiesÁ by, on the picturesque pejha?i around and soul it sang delight. She and dream.
      The driver, tolstovatyj Italian years, all the way looked at beautiful girls, to sit in the back seat and facetiously something telling, Purring on pevu?em and caressing language. He was zyrkal on Wiki that of pampering, barely he turned immediately with legs and showed her pussy. Saeed, the person next to him, knowing that it vytvorÁet, and the case showed šofÊru gestures that he watched the road, but the Italian paid the and a cool head, obaldevšij from such a submission.
      All the way from Rome to Palermo Veronica and Vika unrealistically zalivalis? laughter enthusiasm and joy from amazing excitation, which led to their journey. It was so cool that they suddenly found themselves somewhere for the Isle of kazavšejsÁ now cool, distant and dusty Moscow, in hot, light, like stÊklyško spring rain promytoj of Italy. It seemed that now everything will on another.
      By the end of the day, they reached the sea. That sometimes appear due to the mountains, mel?kalo somewhere near the horizon, the closer, the further away from the road. But now stretches to them all their boundless, enchanting beauty.
      The machine on which their van, settled on a rocky platform for kooroj with Cliff was magnificent.
      The driver did halt. Here, somewhere in the bushes on the same side of the road, was the source of water, spring, was from the rocks. Italian something protaratoril, smiling, pomanil the Vetch and headed to the jug to the spring. But Vika didn't go, although not on the joke razzadorila Italian dÁd?ku, to the men she was indifferent, and "for" never slept with them.
      Saeed stood at the edge of a precipice. Mountain landscape, obramlÁvšij marine gave probably resembled him home. He scored his hands behind his head and reached out, podelal tilt right, left, sometimes oziraÁs? at prygavših, rambunctious as children, girls.
      After five minutes the machine set out on further and soon reached a small village on the coast nestled in gardens and vineyards. Driving is not obora?ivalsÁ, realizing that woman with him just plays.
      Air Italy, warm, fragrant, smelly wine, the sea, flowers-life, p?Ánil and durmanil mind Veronica.
      The machine came smiling man thirties, round glasses. He prolez in open rear window and seeing beautiful slavÁnok, the entire rassypalsÁ ecstatic and komplimentah on a beautiful, but language.
      Veronica before heard melodic, murlykØ?ij, as for singing and pleasures born language. During her childhood Italians literally flooded with its hometown, where built pipe plant. But then it was small and now regret that doesn't know that beautiful language, vibrating warmth, sea, wine and passion.
      -Ad?Ámo, ad?Ámo, sin?oro! -something podošedšij to Saida, failing auto, bearded, showing two-storey house on the neat tiled roof, near which stopped machine.
      The nothing understood, but guessed that their invite inside, nodded his head to show that girls were coming for him.
      A young man in round glasses, opened the door "FIATA did hand invitation.
      It was funny and amusing interact with people not understanding the language and the guessing. What they want to say on the gesture.
      Guests were House, laid to their arrival for any vsÁ?inoj table.
      Everything was delicious and unusual, many dishes were very exotic things and unfamiliar to Veronica. The food was country simple but in Italian extravagant. It compote, treated to a delicious, not strong, but then give yourself know young wine.
      Then the Italian in glasses, who directed the film, in which they arrived removed-it became clear after ?estikulÁciÁmi and attempts to associate the notion of two different languages had Vetch and Veronica upstairs and showed them a room with two beds.
      Bona note! -wished to Italian, and soon his steps petered out on a wooden stairs leading down.
      Once the door was, Vika, razgorÁ?ÊnnaÁ wine and impressions, sta?ila with Veronica sundress all her clothes, and soon they already passionately engaged in love, first on the floor, then on the bed.
      When the moon on the sky appeared and became smerkat?sÁ, Vika primostila Veronica on the broad wooden sill wide open at the village street window, and, turning to imagine, for a long time and gently laskala its own language, sometimes staying focused and warmly whispering in your ear to it:
      -Oh you, my filly Ukrainian! Love you!
      Morning opening eyes, Veronica even wonders where is. So unusually was awake not in hotel room.
      Recalling that they are in a wonderful Italy, in a picturesque village on the coast, she with unspeakable joys moved one after the other.
      The Sun was shining on it a cloudless sky, the backyard gorlanili roosters, kudahtali chickens. You can think it somewhere in Ukraine.
      Veronica rose came to wide raspahnutomu window.
      At the bottom of the curve village street paved cobble, several boys something discussed among themselves, displaying on their window. Perhaps yesterday they podsmatrivali and saw a bare into Veronica, vzošedšuØ in a window together with silver Moon in the sky. Noticing in window they zaulybalis? her excited, steel wagging hands, drawing her attention.
      "Life probably really simple thing! -thought Veronka, looking at village pacanov, with the hope of making it signals and recollected came back conversation with interesting and unusual young man in the airplane. If something you want, ask! And sooner or later get! "
      Vika still slept, utomlÊnnaÁ wine and night energy.
      The door postu?alis?, entered Director.
      He wanted to say something, but saw excellent Veronica standing absolutely bare window in poloborota and dealing with an unfamiliar country getaways, simply obomlel, zalØbovavšis?.
      Ray of the Sun tunnels between her legs and ottenÁl it bÊlra and back. Light brown berenices, there is gold in sunlight, flags in lung dunoveniÁh breeze, vihrivšegosÁ in the window like he turned over, lift, ras?esyval and gladil them.
      -Grazia, Grazia, sin?oritta! -admired the Italian.
      Veronica turned to it, oslepiv it its charm. "Mama's lessons have not been in vain, and she's not vykazyvala now and shadow embarrassment. It, and in fact, don't be ashamed. That this? After all, that she had seen and experienced, to stand here before strangers man completely bare?! What a piece of cake!
      She climbed Up Vika, protective blanket, looked at filmmaker, then Guerin.
      -First it at you stare?! -asked it, po?ÊsyvaÁ fluff on pubis. -Babu saw that anybody seen?! asked Vika had neponimaØ?ego her filmmaker. -And Õrotiku shoots!
      -Well, maybe it's because and stare that shoots! Veronica said, protecting Italian. -Beauty sees!
      After breakfast, they went to sea, where already went shooting. Here stood the plywood and wood decoration of buildings, ships, several great trailers for personnel, chairs, umbrellas, cameras on hand rail road ran along the coast.
      An interpreter was not and all explanations were supplemented from gestures, but the situation has given to understand that people make money. Veronica several times forced the bare run along the coast. The next ahead on Rails rolled draisine operator and camera, and she felt like it take off.
      Then there were shooting at stoÁšem sailing ship here layout, as released by the storm ashore. Her love was filmed scene Here not with spartancem, not even with an ancient warrior in LVL over naked body.
      Veronica turned into different poses, shooting her green space, then several times did duplicates in obÁtiÁh "pieces", which mean that sovokuplÁetsÁ with it in the same position in another.
      "Pieces" really everything boltalos?. And Veronica felt that it is there even than if it were forced to have sex with him. Duplicates filmed several times, and it's perceived as his lifeless genitalia are betting on her bosom rear, touch to it like a soft, razdar?aÁ its nemo?nost?Ø.
      Filming continued far until the evening, with a break for lunch, during which Veronica eat without clothes.
      In the evening, when they were left alone in her room on the second floor, Vika long spat.
      Don't understand! -vozmu?alas? it. They have that arises only when they want to, or no rises?! Nasty, Phew! -It could not tolerate men, but it was for her too. -I don't think ever that so maybe nastily when guy does not cost anything, and it depicts a sex machine! I think that porn take seriously because there health lying in ruins! Several duplicates You 80s pop, but stop does not give! But here, at all! Roof can pull off! So with godok posnimajsÁ and intelligently troneš?sÁ! No, it's better to be simple prostitute-that's what I say!
      So lasted several days. Saeed accompanied them to shore and starting work, watched the filming from under the umbrella of the pri?urennym eye, all razmorÊnnyj heat. In the evening it was somewhere in the lower room village house.
      -Tomorrow "Mama" arrives! -advised her Vika, when they were in the embrace each other in the evening.
      -You are where you know?! -asked Veronica.
      Saeed said! Warned! -responded Vika.
      -Why? -wonder Veronica.
      -He knows that I'm with you sleep! So be warned! MOM very nervous from it! Jealous?!
      The next day really appeared "Mama", accompanied by a handsome men thirty five. It was in this fun, a beach resort humour. It was expensive white suit, fancy gold points in Golden frame, širokopolaÁ hat.
      -Well, Hello girls! She said, referring to all.
      Then took Veronica waist and withdrew towards:
      -Well, as you, LADA? Like in Italy?!
      Yes, thank you, Madam!
      -I you missed! -zaigryvaØ?e zakinula head back "Mama".
      Here, away from Moscow, from "Cosmos", her words sounded like something differently, it mel??ala in the eyes of Veronica on the background ambient magical splendor. It even on old prive?ke, which destroy almost vytravili, s?Ázvit?. But Veronica kept himself, realizing that it's just her illusions, and rastÁnula started in joyful smile.
      Evening all sat down at a table in a rustic cabin inhabited by Veronica and Vika. "Mama" shined success, health and happiness. Beautiful man was a mystery to everyone and attracted attention of prisutsvuØ?ih dam. He sat next to the "mother" and watched the whole evening Guerin, enchanted.
      -You? -asked Veronica, noticing that Vika grieves next to it.
      The leisurely pace potÁgivala young wine from glinÁnnoj mugs, then whispered to her ear:
      -"Mama" you at night can in Palermo!
      Who is it? -polØbopytstvovala Veronica.
      Is Bitler, German, but English! He lives In London. Ten years ago left the Union. It funded the filming of the movie. Look how you stare! It is possible that the "mother" of thee it skormit! -responded Vika.
      -Why? -wonder Veronica, she understood that "Mama" may "to feed her to anyone who will pay, without explanation.
      -Because it is "mothers" movie! -proved awareness Vika. -Arrangement of shoving It! Bitler organizes financing! "Mama," she though rich on našenskim standards, but globally-pšik! -poverty! You know how much is money to this fil?mec remove?! And you know how much it would earn him?! !!
      But it was not fun to Veronica.
      After dinner, "Mama" invited her into his limousine, where already sitting the handsome man. He again looked at it. "Mama" Athena sat down next to Bitlerom in contrast of Veronica, and limousine pokatil in Palermo.
      Almost immediately the "MOM" imperceptibly from him made Veronica gesture hand unveiling the ring from a large and index finger. This meant that Veronica should disengage their legs before her charming guest star has all the charm.
      Having noticed the sign, Veronica how would begin slightly podvinulas? seat pelvis forward, not so much to Popa was awash in his soft skin and like sink that exposes the leaves and obna?aØ?aÁ their precious gem gracefully which leg.
      Like a light in the dark za?ÊgsÁ. View men unwittingly drops on her bosom.
      "Mama" shook her head, 4\4 that, despite learning, Veronica herself not guessed this done, but also zalØbovalas? her wonderful pussy.
      Veronika Decides to go to the window. It was interesting to watch by volcanoes away, southern landscapes, at the mel?kaØ?ØØ behind the window to light, blue horizon expanse of sea, neat, like pri?Êsannye, juicy green plantations and vineyards, the picturesque, like scenery tales, landscapes with naleplennymi on them houses with tiled roofs, gardens, mountains, bottomless depth of sky, in a huge city, to which they drove up.
      It suddenly wanted to stay here forever.
      Realizing that this is not possible, Veronica has a look at it in an opposite limousine lounge. Both looked at her divorced feet. "Mama" something signalizirovala. Now she showed a large ring and ring fingers, which okunala medium, and in rasser?enno was rocked by head, that girl rasslabilas?.
      Veronica has completed, click on "maminomu", pripodnÁlas? and started counter measures hand under itself on the seat, SEV on it from the top, so that now her fingers-vyglÁdyvali from the zla?nogo flower. A bit podavšis? in side Windows, followed along, wonderful Emerald landscapes, Veronica has introduced a thumb's anus, and index and average launched a reddening, sometimes penetrating the vagina, sometimes laskaÁ tip of the clitoris.
      Edge eyes she saw the man begins to boil.
      Soon her pussy took juices, and Veronica suddenly felt as strongly vozbudilas? itself from this game. Environment: Italy, sea, limousine, handsome man-all this brought.
      She threw the humid attracting look at who was opposite handsome. Veronica is not implemented, could see how it all comes passion
      Bitler looked at "mother". Apparently, that interfered with his presence go to him in advance. Then, noticing the look and the vozbudivšis? from observed games, peresela to Veronica, drew her to himself and became kiss in zasos, polezla hands under the sundress girls and became passionately crumple her chest, just get mad. "Mama" and itself was not against a taste of her beauty and youth.
      Soon Veronica all was fired as well rastoplennaÁ oven, but men still sitting on the contrary, the whole being exhausted from the passion. And then Veronica, leaving the "mother", podalas? through salon to him down on his knees and put on the shoulders of his beautiful, graceful arm and another drew his Palm to your hot Lona, outgoing terrestrial passions, nectar love and fragrance.
      Bitler cannot be deterred impulse. Their bÊdrami Veronica felt battles, flashes, rests under her pinned down in trousers male member. It rasstÊgnula a shirt, but it already and the razdevalsÁ. Soon he traveled Veronica on the seat, her her pop up. Vika saw his large with friendly head as Checker shaved, zanesÊnnogo Stallion above it and the entire izošla sweetened by anticipation. Desire led her to attract the sgoraØ?ee fire desire body, and his pyša?ego Bitler passionately planted in her womb lust handsome.
      Veronica liked this man, she was initiated, and now, skilled in the art of love, trained moves, a priestess of Eros, upralÁla process intercourse so that his passion kept as long as possible, and it is not exploded before time as perespelyj lgurec razbryzgivaÁ around the seed.
      When she felt that he comes close to orgasm, then otstranÁla it from ourselves and just ironed my his body, but then when arousal peregorala, she knew that before the next peak can allow him to eat.
      Veronica with pleasure experienced an orgasm, then another and another, and only after the third times allowed man with loud exclamations pour its flow seed. Then she took the mouth with delight his handsome, which continued even trickle seed and helped get rid of it remains inside the Member finger massage to promote liquid outwards.
      Bitler in iznemo?enii fell on the seat next to the "mother".
      Behind a window appear beautiful and unusual areas of southern Italian cities against the background of the biceps mountains of Vesuvius on the far horizon.
      Veronica was happy. It was the first time she samaprinÁla in mouth member and experienced. And even sperm Bitlera seemed her tasty as raw egg.
      It suddenly clearly realized that should keep Bitlera about themselves if not always, as long as possible. Veronica realized that wants only belong to him. But then salesman smiled, recalling the words "MOM": he knows who she is!
      From that day on a dragged from Palermo shooting Veronica. On the way she admired phianites [the beauty of the Bay and hauntingly beautiful quarters of the ancient city.
      Sometimes it would shake his head: don't dream it. But she was afraid that if it is really a dream, then get rid of them, and therefore tried to not even breathe on his feeling fantastic and unreality takes place, only that it lasted.
      Bitler withdrew luxury apartments overlooking the promenade from the window and now, barely waiting until Veronica finishes on the Court immediately uvlekal it in the machine where the road made with her frenetic passion.
      This continued and in room. And only late in the evening, tired love joys, they went to the restaurant on the beach, produvaemyj with warm sea air, for a laid for them table under poltnÁnym tent.
      Played music of this trio-orkestrika, snovali waiters, sparkled like little star by ukarašavših space to visevših just in the air as stellar Web.
      Veronica was drunk, sex life, warm sea, Italy and Bitlerom. She was drunk and happy, as if was not a prostitute, but simply a lover's baby, which suddenly on manovaniØ magic in this amazing and wonderful life.

Chapter 21.

      KutaÁs? in bathrobe to naked body, Veronika went to the kitchen.
      Brut, razlityj during yesterday's enthusiastic rave already Undercoat layer that has set, leaving the wet sticky spots. In the middle of the kitchen was crude bunch constantly grimacing as clothing, it is a part of champagne. Veronica foot otpihnula it at an angle, to automatic washing machine, passed to the plate, ignited gas, [r] coffee machine, Bank with grain coffee.
      Five minutes later, she had already sat at a table near the window, zavtrakaÁ buterdrodami of crackers with salami, which has been in the refrigerator. He was beaten, but most of them, in spite of storage in import, fully automated, refrigeration unit indicate: too long they lied.
      -How to proceed? -so she recollected yesterday's conversation with Nails. His proposal was even worse than if you simply get lost from the "guest", and let Gariku to go to Moscow. Therefore, in the end, Veronica has decided to just buy a gun.
      For the first time in life she wished that nobody taught her to kill people. Then would cost and without a gun. "Nevertheless, kill human hands, even ?urku, probably very difficult! -thought girl do?ÊvyvaÁ last sandwich and poglÁdyvaÁ on the clock, which already showed the beginning of the twelfth. -Here's a shot from the gun, probably much easier! So I need a gun! "
      Veronica has gone into the hallway and unit number Hippo. Nail raised up not immediately.
      -Al-Le! -a handset his drunk voice.
      -I, a nail! Hello! -pozdorovalas? Veronica.
      -Human? Nadumala?!
      -Come see you! -invited it instead of replying. -Talk is available!
      -Well, come on, only in the evening! Now I can't! Head Bo-Bo!
      They agreed on 10 pm in the same bar: walk past the Central Department store Veronica was only five minutes.
      In the hallway scattered dollars and several dozen remaining from yesterday's rave notes karbovencev, Veronica took two hundreds of dollars and countless cash in Ukrainian currency.
      On the way it came to the Bank, because more anyway, while not intended to communicate with the menÁlami on the market. The Exchange was desert. Only in the corner of sat an aged woman.
      Veronica was to screen looked course and thought: "twenty-five thousand! Ukrainian karbovanets confidently devalue! "she wanted to get stodollarovuØ Bill to exchange it, but at this time a woman, sidevšaÁ in the corner of exchange point, approached her and asked the ear:
      Dollars will donate!
      -Well, Yes! -nodded girl.
      -Let me buy!
      -Why? -wonder Veronica. You can also buy-in will increase.
      She showed the ball on the zna?ivšijsÁ sign selling rate: "28500 BEF/$". Woman uhmyl?nulas?:
      -You can only sell currency! Try to buy!
      -What is?! -wonder Veronica.
      Yes this course so, just for looks. Banks dollars don't sell! Only buy!
      After exchanging stodollarovuØ fed on a plastic bag with fantikami for four and a half million, Veronika went to the hotel.
      On site, administratorša, is another, not one that was the day of their settlement with Garikom asked what number is sent to the girl.
      -Do you know what this number twenty minutes it will be necessary to release? -asked it.
      -Know Veronika zanØ, confirmed and went to the elevator.
      -To extend the stay will not be? -asked administratorša to them.
      -No, guest today turning! Veronica replied: about Garik she now had his own plan.
      It came in the room, widely opened its door.
      Petr lying, her back legs beds in their shoes and stared at the ceiling. Having heard that someone is in the room, he podnlsÁ with beds and turned around to see who it is.
      -You are where you go, beautiful?! he indignantly stretching in her side hand Palm up for confidence podbo?enivšis? second hand.
      -Know-where! Veronica was in the room, feeling today quite differently.
      Yesterday in the city and the evening kicked House, as if given her life forces and determined to resist attacks Garik and his sexual harassment. "Nothing will no longer be!"-agreed to it.
      -Nice, I have here a sofa prominat? arrived?! -Garik tried to Dodge it.
      -And the truth, why do you arrived, really?! -asked Veronica from among like saw him for the first time.
      It is not staring at the "guest", but simply lumbear brain felt that rounded eye as Petr inflates like Kettle, ready is about to explode, unaware that her answer.
      She quickly went to a hotel number "Lux", collecting their stuff. In the corner of valÁlas? her handbag. Veronica pick it and looked inside, pretending that is looking for something. Lining was intact. The Veronica otleglo from the heart.
      Petr grabbed her from behind. He said her on the bed, expanding from the corner and pushing ahead myself bÊdrami. Veronica felt like her in Ágodicu through cloth clothing, ending his hard cock.
      -Bastard! Veronica is not sder?alas?, somehow, it broke from his pulled hugs. -Enough me raping, thou, filth Armenian!
      Petr opešil from such a strong response. He stood in the middle of the room and not know what to do. Finally, he found any foothold:
      -Are you a hundred dollars found?
      VÈronique [r] out of Pocket stodollarovuØ Bill and have thrown him into bed.
      -And you where going? -asked Forecasts, while currency HA light.
      -I? I'm home! Veronica was leaving rooms in the corridor.
      In this minute seemed laundress asking among:
      -That the sdaÊte number? I came.
      Armenians ostolbenel by surprise.
      I am waiting below! -threw him Veronica and disappeared in the corridor.
      Her bold and risky plan was now to bring rmÁna to his apartment and there with him killing the using purchased a Nail gun. Yes, she promised myself yesterday that neither filth not perestupit threshold her home, but the Forecasts, in this case, was the exception. She couldn't let him leave to Moscow and therefore would this bring it home.
      -You said that you parents home! said Forecasts when Veronica got it in the corridor its roskšnoj apartments, ogladyvaÁ refined interior. -And not seem the elderly live.
      Is my flat! "Veronica, feeling Mistress provisions which have nothing to hide: everything is" guest "on her apartment already Mascherano. -Me her wedding gave my husband!
      -Chic apartments! -Garik became saunter by spacious rooms, evaluating the housewarming party. -Listen, Nice, I'll call them-let week after the machine prismotrÁt!
      Dudki-well, too! Veronica replied. -The day after tomorrow-aufiderzejn, good buy!
      Armenian has still not settled in and with pleasure proha?ivalsÁ rooms and Veronica, taking advantage of the moment, said:
      -I am now food-in the refrigerator mouse hanged! Priidu tonight! RaspolagajsÁ, take a bath! In the refrigerator beer, vodka, champagne-whatever you want! So long!
      Petr a little scrambling wanted it to say, but Veronica, zatvorÁÁ steel door, heard only:
      Hey, Nice ...
      "Sidi here, freak!"-thought it locking apartment: without a key Forecasts would not be able to open the lock and get out.
      She jumped from the entrance and travelled on foot in the center of the city, on the top 100, which was two hundred meters to while away the time before the meeting with Nailing a cafe.
      On cloudless skies bright shining low public solcne. Was easy cold, and Veronica now indecently on weather: home she was sufficiently large wardrobe, freed from the dopotopnogo brown coat with pescom. It has now been fashionable red leather jacket and jeans, and simply otpadno herself liked when it glÁnula at yourself in the mirror.
      Moved in the new year. Everywhere suetilsÁ people, ryskaÁ shopping for gifts. In several places on the street had a big Christmas tree.
      The mood of Veronica rose. Life for better. It was possible for the first time until it knows what it cost to deal with. That it was going to think in a cafe, alone, that no interference. It was the only one that whatever margin money she was not the end, they have. It was necessary to ensure a constant flows.
      Veronica had planned to retire to her no interference and think, how to live on, "Sne?inke", where the visitors nobody does it. But there were people chock penned in there. "Once at times not!"-agreed to it and went further, since a hundred Cafe was so much to choose between them.
      Veronica! Hello! It's you?! -heard it someone familiar voice.
      It was Angela Safonova are they ever spent time together before the campaign a year daily collected Hippo until he failed to Veronica.
      -Hello! -She did not know rejoice or not: neither the kme in her plans meet not included.
      -You're in town?! -Angela Safonova are surprised. When she arrived?! That does not start?! Come, potre?ali about our, baby!
      Angela Safonova are pota?ila it in the children's Park, in Cafe "Fairytale". They were all top 100, the square in front of the former obkomom party, past the hotel morning lived Forecasts, crossed the prospect and descended into a small ravine. Taken by urban children's Park. Rides are no longer worked, but several cafes, skating rink-everything works. Here toe installed huge put.
      Poddru?ki're building, to which the floors had five or six cafes, took place in a fairy tale: here liked An?elke.
      There were many people and here. It seemed that all the population of the city decided to occupy available today in the City CafÈ.
      -Well, tell them, how are you? -became interested in Angela Safonova are, when finally they managed to take a small table for two, otstgoÁv long line for coffee and ice cream.
      Yes, as I?! Veronica shrugged downcast look: that she could tell her?
      Yes, I am sympathetic with you! Take my condolences to! -u?astlivo said Angela Safonova are. Veronika pokivala head, pod?av lips. -Understand difficult you girlfriend! Have you got with finances-how?!
      -Why ask?! -nahmurilas? Veronica. -Help want?!
      Angela Safonova are jammed. Some time they silently eating ice cream, and Veronica thought: "makes BSOD on my head!"
      -You know, again speaking Angela Safonova are-I thee as zavidovala you for Hippo married jumped. Oh, how many around him Baba vilos?! Thought, "well, it must be the same! Why is it better than me?! Boobs less arse with cam! "you, too, sorry, girlfriend, that I'm so okrovenno with you! Thought, "well, that he found it, this fool!" and now I do not envy! Any! Yes, much better as I than now in your situation.
      And what happened in my situation?! -wonder Veronica, even after ceasing to exist.
      -Well, as the same widow thief in law! The difficult situation! If realizing what said talked Angela Safonova are. You something represented! Well, there from known in the family would be, or any links you have in blatnom world spirits were, well, or at least is something promyšlÁla before the, well, type girls kept, Salon public, moved would pushes something something! You would even more now became in the authority! And since you're nobody, because, honestly say Begemotu in eyes tykali who he marry, after his retreat you become a "nobody" even more, you understand? ...
      Angela Safonova are carefully looked at Veronica and seeing that Veronica does not understand that it wants to say, explained:
      Yes, you now even cleaning before committing, ten times thinking and posovetuØtsÁ something with someone, something more! And in blatnoj world road for you because you have not closed, and the death of your husband not authority to be there to let it?!
      -Understandable! -agreed Veronica, myself thinking when this unnecessary it meeting and chatter.
      However, in the words of An?elly was the share of truth, and it would be useful to it for the upcoming discussions about their future.
      -Listen, An?elka! You got me not let it do the job! I do understand! -told her Veronica and suddenly decided to slightly move to the head of the prysnula on. -Better help material! Money doesn't understand?!
      Hear about the request help with finances, Angela Safonova are sharply zasobiralas?, recalling her some urgent business.
      -Well, you call if that! -was it former girlfriend, who knew that's for sure-Veronica-not just dived into bed to Begemotu.
      -Good! Veronica has its view of lohuški, from which flows the last hope, and then some time observed in Windows, kuak and goes on the Road Park happy and glad that met the it before wildly zavidovala, and over which now have a reason to laugh: it in full shit.
      When Angela Safonova are disappeared from view after climbing stairs leading to the pavement from Park Avenue, Veronica finally [r] wirte the required info, pripasÊnnyj for this purpose, became pods?ityyvat? their finance and plan expenditures.
      After a couple of hours, it has already made a preliminary plan for its continued existence. He was brilliant. Only solve some issues with former subordinates, and find ways to defend uplyvaØ?ee of her in-laws. She thought that she came up with an original and successful plan which promised success and prosperity. Only begin to force the road, and the first korÁgoj, which had to be removed from your highway success was Armenians Forecasts. It was eliminated quickly and quietly. Veronika went to a meeting with nailing that the plan was for her key role.
      No, it does not intend to accept his bed proposal. This meant only one thing: kneel to the level of banditry whores there and potaskuh, not the highest level. That's when she would've never emerged from ?togo marshes, in which vlazit? something. Everything you need was Veronica from Nail-gun. It would pay for it though a thousand dollars, the thousand, kooruØ from sdÊrnula. It was cool. Gun-she had heard about this from Hippo-on current times could buy for hundreds of three if it was clean, and "palÊnyj"-in General, and Stoney wouldn't cost.
      Veronica was still what gun it will sell Gvozdev. And it quite rightly expected success as gave a good price. For such money her gun sold any, but unfortunately no longer blatnyh they didn't know about. A need was quickly, so meeting with Nailing it is so important.
      Nail podrulil to Cafe later than was agreed. He saw a standby it at the entrance of Veronica and rasplylsÁ this time at some stupid, but generous smile.
      -Opazdyvaeš?! -showed on the Watch Veronica.
      -Yes! There is a bit! -agreed Gvozdev, has been peregarom.
      Not afraid to ride drunk? -asked Veronica, when he, skipping forward, made inviting inside gesture.
      -And-a-a! -Let the nail.
      When Veronica was held by him at the door, he did weird assist with tilt, exactly like her a kiss. She deeply hand zagorodivšis?:
      -But-but easier!
      They again occupied table for two, which had always been to nail.
      -You know, po?Êm I today hundred dropped? Veronica asked to give an interview liveliness and defuse the situation.
      -Well?! -Gvozdev motnul head is interested.
      -Forty-five! -pohvastalas? girl.
      -Where is this so? -surprised Gvozdev.
      -And here! -playfully Veronica, replied: you say you want to.
      -On the market today already fifty dollar. -informed her nail.
      -Well, it's the same at kidal! -salesman smiled Veronica.
      -The kidal-not at kidal, but by the new year it to sixty doprÊt-I promise!
      They have ordered Nailing dinner: cutlets, grafin?ik rÁbinovoj, olives, cheese sandwiches with black caviar.
      -Well, tell them! -invited her Nail, raising the nalituØ pile.
      -Telling? -asked Veronica, supporting it.
      -Agrees to my proposal?! -Nail overthrew the pony in the mouth.
      -No, Nail disagrees! Veronica had piled on the table. -I didn't need that yesterday I requested!
      -Ah, Vaughn as! He was accepted to chop, but that was expecting another response. Quickly you everything changes!
      Yes, race ahead, in the twenty-first century! -agreed to Veronica.
      -And-a-a! -guessed nail, Veronica what he really upset. -Oh-Oh! Come on, come on!
      -A nail! -slightly prigubila pile. -Me from you another required!
      -What exactly? -asked Gvozdev zaintrigovanno.
      You would put me in a blatnoj world! -vypalila Veronica.
      -HA! He nearly chokes regular stacked rÁbinovoj. -Yes you, girl! Why on Earth!
      -Well, first of all, not a girl! And, secondly, I have the same widow Hippo!
      -Well, what? -surprised nail.
      -Like that?! -one Veronica, highlighting the issue to your argument.
      Nail head: zatrÁs
      -Not-e! Not a huge!
      -Well, at least poznakom? me with those who position! -invited Veronica.
      -Listen! -evil resented nail. -What about yourself began?!
      Veronica began chop, pause. So, they ate ten minutes.
      -Come have a drink! -invited girl. -Nalivaj!
      When they have raised a pile of Veronica invited:
      The future cooperation!
      -HA! -chuckled nail, but toast supported.
      Five minutes later, Veronica finally shifted to a subject which actually excited about it now.
      -A nail! I barrel need! A gun! Any! You can "palÊnyj"! Piece Greens give! -vypalila she avidly just "drilled" messages ahead of time, and many times repeated phrases.
      Gangster again almost chokes on a sandwich. He looked at sobesednicu, carefully peering in her eyes and trying to understand where she tends to.
      -Well?! Prodaš?? -asked Veronica.
      -Me, type shop withdrawal?! -ironic chuckled nail.
      -Well, I don't know-po?ala shoulders Veronica. -But here I am from blatnyh tÇ nobody know, so you and I am! Share same give! You still navariš?sÁ! Cool! She hoped that her arguments take action.
      Nail thought. Veronica trying to hide and extreme interest result response, was waiting.
      -A serious statement! -Finally, zaklØ?ill, zyrknuv several times at sobesednicu izpodlob?Á. -Barrel-thing serious! And why you?!
      -Need! -evasive reply Veronica, then added. -For self-defense!
      -Type believed! -Nail got up from the table, piano šatuvšis?, said podošedšemu waiter. -I write the debt for table! Tomorrow will give the cabbage! -the under nodded his head, and Veronica gangster pomanil on the way out. -Po?ippolinili!
      Street.
      -Sit down in Pimp my! -invited her nail, zakuriv. -Well, first I can say! He is already in the car. -Trunk you need?! My not perfect?!
      Veronica initially did not understand the proposals then when they vyrulili on the road, said:
      -I am quite seriously!
      -You where to? -asked Nail lights at the crossroads to have Hundreds.
      -Home! Veronica all naprÁglas? in the o?ilanii answer.
      Nail rode crossroads, turned to the right, before momtos to dramteatru.
      -Barrel I you will get! -He promised. -With you bed!
      -Here's how? -made wonder Veronica: it already felt where he tends to. It zakipalo a rabies: "all of it should? As with chain broke down? ". -Well, you and Scott, a nail! Veronica was unable to restrain indignation, though it was totally not at hand. -Sorry for my husband alive! He'd heard from you, it is pristrelil would like dog!
      Gvozdev speechless with driving in the street.
      -Listen, and that he made with you, stay it alive? Finally he asked.
      In what sense? -wonder Veronica.
      -Well, you're in Moscow that the poet in Hotel done?! Horn him nastavlÁla until it extra money?! -Nail went on the offensive.
      -What, candle kept?! -one Veronica.
      -Not kept, type but rumors ...
      -Shut up, moron, and the Bazaar ote?at? you! -cut Veronica, feeling as the situation is becoming increasingly tense.
      -You who is responsible for Bazaar before you reply?! -resented the nail with drunken rage. -After the death of Hippo you just tÊlka Sumy, mixed-breed! Your future now or whore become, or potaskuhoj! Everything!
      It dramatically and evil tormoznul at the entrance to her home.
      -Thanks, that give! Veronica quickly opened the door, not giving him reassess the situation, although seen that he is going to continue the tirade, vynyrnula of the car. And didn't Gvozdev escape followed, as it has already disappeared in the doorway.
      "With the highlight in this its relationship ended!"-viciously thought Veronica recollected that houses it waits for another sexually nervous about djigit.

Chapter 22.

      Veronica has experienced feelings of anxiety and happiness, and at the same time.
      Capture one, and soon had to return to Moscow back in "space", remembering that the soul of its sodrogalas?. He did see her now like Bastil?e, in which she was to spend the rest of the day.
      Bitler have long had to fly to London, but still was with it. It is not difficult to see that he may be on the first day, completed, and now just hooked Guerin couldn't get out of the clutches of passions, which she inadvertently had it.
      But she too bogged down in their feelings, as a fly in the sweet nectar.
      Now she thought that Bitler was always, and the life which she lived before him, was not life, and only for Bitlera.
      They even couldn't really talk, because hardly come minute privacy, as people plunged in passion, spletalis? in one whole and couldn't leave.
      Veronica like awoke and realized that, before Bitlera it anyone truly not loved.
      No, of course, it was someone's wife and a mistress ...
      Lover! Mistress it wasn't ever. This condition, in "space", was as prostitution, just another quality when the woman loses her lover, his whim and his presence in their lives for the same reasons that becomes a prostitute. Only the client has one, sometimes more. In General, mistress is fallen, same prostitute, and motives entry affair are the same. Only phenomenon is so accepted that Puritan morality, condemning prostitution, closes on such relations eyes on things like would be digestible and common. Although prostitution, more honest than the ratio of the mistress to his or her to gentlemen.
      However, what her case before all this rubbish! It was never a Mistress, although married Hippo was, indeed, as a concubine, defined light-heartedly live the rest of her life.
      She had novels that it allowed itself with men, but no one could say that it was his mistress. Men she abandoned as soon as it became uninteresting.
      Right now, with their new experiences, who had it in the pit selling life, she could say that and novels-these were the children. No depth of feelings, no exaltation, no joy. She even and could not remember when ever experienced female satisfaction as nasytivšaÁsÁ cat, svÁzah, which were all that happened with it now. It was a real childhood: girl allow boys to these balovalis? and got soiled her get their neumelymi pisØl?kami. Ugh! Knew it, that this is different from the present sex as gray twilight from sunshine, not podpuskala to imagine anyone and close.
      But Bitler! Bitler was it all! It otdavalas? it with pleasure. She gladly accepted in its Member, running it into the vagina, anus into the throat. It wanted to eat them, and could not, and even did not consider it pomešatel?stvom. She try Bitleru completely on the cell, at a molecular level, at the level of his DNA, as if he were the only key that opened the casket happiness, hidden somewhere far, far away in the depths of her cosmic entity. And it was absolutely no matter what he thinks about it, no matter what he does not know when it burns all and when he next, and then when it isn't. From the very first and Atom its multi-billion dollar Universe called Veronica Begetova, belonged to this person surrendering.
      And she's not worried about that soon it will close, and she again use as sexual cloth, let top but cloth, whose fate was in foreign hands: in memory of Bitlere, recorded in each of the sections of its body, will remain forever.
      Yes it was sad that everything is about to end that otmaška "start!" has already been given, there was even a bit awkward to realize that because he messes up your life, your career, because that should be in London with his family in his bank. But it was his choice! And Veronica only spoke in himself, in his soul "Thanks!" when I wake up and seeing that Bitler still here, next to her.
      And that meant only that will again be a bright sunny day, full of feelings of love, sex, Sun, happiness. And let it thinks about it wants to, it is not against! And even allows him to think that it's just superprostitutka, which delivers him such a pleasure-as taught-that is unlikely to be able to, and, most importantly, wants to deliver ever any other woman. It was not important! It is important that she met the man, and now it stays in it, in her body, her memory, her feelings forever.
      Maybe all of her fate, all her squabbles, all her fears and adventures, subjected them to sometimes zloklØ?eniÁmi, all dirt, it okunulas? and even now sat in on ears were needed just to meet Bitlera! And it was now agrees to pay such a price, because suddenly realized that it it higher that simply wouldn't have happened with it, if her way wrong, not via Moscow, not through "space", not through the "mother". Otherwise would simply was not Bitlera. And her life took place would be in vain!
      He was like Flash in her life, ozarivšaÁ meaning of its existence, which does not seem it now so confusing and strange such vicious and dirty. Someone to enter in her life Bitlera, just calculated the most optimal, and, perhaps, the only route to achieving this meeting for which Veronica is now knew exactly it was born.
      As the light bulb, gorevšaÁ over it, which fired somewhere in Asia, then through globe here, which was lying and long pylilas? somewhere, then trembled in trucks, then lying on a shelf in a store, so far not bought, which then may be weeks or months, waiting for the time when it finally vkrutÁt in Cap so that it lights and then burned down, and you then simply vybrosÁt, and it is unknown how many valÁtsÁ else until the collapse of the pror?aveet and not until the turn to dust, remembering all the remaining besproleznoe time its existence as it bright lights over the head with Veronica, on the wonderful bed, where the public love and passion, and Veronica now knew that this was a time when just burn without thinking about tomorrow, because tomorrow still comes, wanted it MLM nnet, and it still awaits at the end of the landfill.
      Every morning in their number called. First from the Bank, where Bitlera has just lost, then from home, from the distant and maybe the only happy city, London, which simply couldn't be different, because there lived Bitler.
      It's something so, composed, lied in the handset, proving that there is a need here for filming, has served as a nesusvetnuØ drivel to stay in Palermo still at least for the day. And Veronica understood that was it.
      It is, of course, it was nice to grasp. But it was not important, because the left he or stayed Bitler settled it forever.
      She was intolerably sad. Some chill hopelessness and imminent death skvozil all the stronger in her soul and she progonÁla away disturbing thoughts to retained heat inside himself or his illusion, every day this became more difficult to do.
      Of course it was an illusion! He knew who she is! And it is unlikely that it was important that it feels! And even that Veronica became a prostitute not by choice, that something has to change. It did not attempt to explain it. All two weeks that Bitler was with her, they only made that stuffing made of passion. And Veronica couldn't understand: what it changed it, whether he was the man who came to her, as the key to the Castle. Sometimes she would like to ask him what he thinks about it, but it has not been addressed.
      It is the last day of filming. Veronica realized this on the fact that curtail the scenery. She once again appeared in the last sex scene, where a rendition of predaØ?uØsÁ masturbation on a single bed, deserted beauty. This double somehow not liked Italian Director and he forced to shoot it again and again.
      Bitlera to this day, as she used already, focused, and Veronica realized it end of sweet tale. At the heart of polosnulo knife, she wanted to cry and barely sder?alas?.
      After noon "mother" of all 2-storey house in the village. From the whole situation veÁlom final. For lunch she said Veronica:
      -You remain in Palermo by another week. You bought.
      In the evening for Veronica paid Bitler. She couldn't believe: fairytale continued.
      It turned out that he's already managed to fly into London, settle their painful case and back. To it! To Veronica! And it is not important, as it was called, "bought" it or do something else. Bitler, her Bitler again was next!
      It was like a miracle! It seemed that someone where were in a boiler human destiny, a deaf her accidental pleas and gave Veronica even week in Italy, in Palermo, and most importantly, a week with Bitlerom!
      Lalmpo?ka burned again, as if she was second, spare, secret spiral. And, then, it was still early without twisting of CAP and disposed of to landfill!
      It was just in seventh heaven as though this week must not end up never was! Her dreams to materialise!
      Veronica is remembered as the next in the airplane in Rome, an International Conference, flew likeable young man. He told that not working anywhere, does nothing and lives a comfortable life. Veronica also wanted to live, and she wondered how such possible.
      -Very easy! I distrib?tor network campaign! My main task is to create passive income. First it was a bit, but, my income has grown, and now I go on Conferences guest speaking before beginning distributors.
      It turned out that almost half of the aircraft, which flew from Moscow, was filled with his team of distributors, which he had at the Conference.
      Veronica and before I heard about network campaign, and even had a few girlfriends who suggested another..., but she never thought that they could achieve such a result. When she told about this girlfriend, she was confident that they simply are attracted by it in its network.
      But the young man tried to lure it, he just told her about how you can change their lives their thoughts or worse: vlu?šuØ
      -Think about what you want to achieve, not on what you want to get rid of! Law of attraction-the biggest mystery, you need to know. Perception occurs through the prism of consciousness.
      Veronica listened with great interest.
      -Remember-continued young man-that your thoughts are materialized not immediately! Between thought and its materialization there is some pause interval that separates the desire of its materialization. It is necessary to people just realized what he wants, because correct materialization then practically impossible ...
      Veronica is remembered with these words, as she was walking on the embankment arrows and suddenly with a specific passion zagadala ... She even literally reverted like that! It was such a vivid and powerful desire! But it was somehow wrong because materialized as said, "Cosmos" and "MOM" ...
      -... very important positive emotions-exhorted her young man. -The more will experience a positive emotions, the more they will be sent to the universe and repeatedly come back to you! Concentrate on the positive emotions! In this secret law of attraction! This is the secret of life! Your life can become simply phenomenal!
      Veronica and believe, and did not believe his accidental poput?iku. It all sounded so beautiful, so simple!
      Against him was the entire experience of her life, relatives, friends, acquaintances. If everything was exactly as he said, but they were all happy. But most of them were unhappy.
      However, most people in the airplane, aircraft flying from Moscow with rainy sunny Rome were distributors it can. He himself was nice and perform well dressed, and looked unhappy and pressed down by life. And Veronica suddenly wanted to get out of his close pension and go along with this person, order itself the future, which she wanted to have.
      All time flight she listened to it. He called it in their networks do not offer to join its structure, and it is podkupalo. He's just rasskazyvael her how to make her life better:
      The first step is to ask, to inform the universe what you want! OtkliknitsÁ and universe on your thoughts. Write your desires in the present tense, as if razme?aeš? order, choose a menu of the universe. The second step is to believe that will be ordered. This is already very important! Nobody knows how to get what he asks. Just one request and POOM immediately cancel their orders will say: nothing or it will fail. While others simply know what will. Doubt bring feelings of frustration. Replace doubt confidence in the implementation of the plan. The third step-take joy. As if you've got that requested. Faith must be supported by appropriate emotions, otherwise not enough forces materialize desired. Don't think I can do, but I don't want to. Universe loves dejtvie, don't procrastinate, no doubt! Act! Watch what you pulls! Desire into physical reality together with you and through you.
      It was just amazing! Veronica listened to the Narrator, it supports the recent events of his life, and was largely confirmation of his words. Most of the events were the consequence of her fear, doubt, passionate desires. Sooner or later they have incarnated in her life.
      And you have some access what you want, just because you want. Their dreams you osve?aeš? just fifty metres dark road ahead of where we go through the night life. But if not illuminated and pick the road, you will very soon be in a ditch. You should ask yourself whether nahodišsÁ in agreement with the universe ...
      Veronica mentally salesman smiled. Here it is now, of course, was in harmony with the universe, sitting in a Chair, carrying it on shooting erotic movie. She listened to young man about freedom, that person could give himself and could pick up himself, and they went awry Saeed poglÁdyval from several ahead. Yes it even panties! I wonder, what would he do now if she took his hand and made his Palm to your hot klitoru, pul?sirovavšemu, sarafanom.
      Veronika pomotala head: "no, girl, you just become a whore! Where do you these idiotic idea! "
      She again tried to listen to guy, nothing unsuspecting that girl he cosmetics rubs in brains their drivel is a young prostitute driven removed in erotic film and it sits next to him in only one pÊstrom sarafan?ike-razletajke and black stockings in a grid on a belt-support ...
      -We ourselves set rules-continued young man, in the universe of Regulation No! Start with the materialization of simple desires that you know that are available to you in the implementation of, for example, with a cup of coffee. Materialization desire takes as long as you myself nazna?iš? on it! ...
      But Veronica in fact now wanted to put his hand on the clitoris. This would materialize! She presented like this makes! Then spohvatilas? that it is very easy! It was not required any "order" in the universe to take and do it. We only gather courage! But if persisted that he will put his hand on her zla?nyj tubercle! It's fun!
      -first need to change your thinking, were kept telling her NetWorker. -Debt receipt arrives-because you her way. Reality-residual consequences of past thoughts. Change, enter a list of what you could be grateful. Thanks-the most important thing. Thank you For that, and get. Thank you with soul ...
      Veronica again tried his slušalat?, she barely overcame their Friday's thoughts are Leslie her in the head. "Indeed, thought it, trying to escape from them, and that if I focus on what I have, and I will be thankful for that! I think every morning and evening, for which I am grateful! "
      -... "stone of gratitude," continued the young man, poglÁdyvaÁ Guerin. -Thanks. Another installation of visualization. It is necessary to use a feature of the mind, to represent the thoughts, what you want ...
      Veronica immediately presented themselves racing into someone's huge sea speedboat. Boat flies through waves, jumps up on them, sometimes dig. Behind some rocky, white as sugar beach covered with green ku?erÁškami vegetation ...
      -The brain does not distinguish whether you are doing is actually and upra?nÁš?sÁ, as instructed by her companion.
      Veronika Ávstvenee represented themselves all racing on the waves on the elegant, fast vessel in the company of a beautiful men, whom she loved wearing a white t-shirt and white pants. The man at times, removing the blush of Dali, translated it with high pirate where he stood for nikelitrovannym šturval?i?ikom on it, zagoraØ?uØ at the stern and vlØblÊnno looking at him. She couldn't see his face, but it somehow seemed her the familiar, the only of all the men in the world ...
      -Try to capture only one end result. Ask yourself feeling real presence, feel joy, feel happiness. Without this visualization will not work. This will be the outlet through which the entire power of the universe. Trust in this matter the universe. This is not the duty or routine dolno be-experience joy sensations ...
      Her pomnilos? as she zagadala has requested this Universe ... No, it simply presented as lives with this beautiful man on the beach, in the House of which see the infinite horizon, to deep blue, and have never goes from Italy, in which it is fate.
      Veronica then wished: "I want in my life man: intelligent, beautiful, rich and kind-which I like, and it is for me the victim! Want to meet with a man who will pull out me out of here! "

Chapter 23.

      Veronica quietly opened the switch lock and gone into the apartment.
      Everywhere shone lamps and sconces. It went to the apartment. Garik slept on her double beds, razvalivšis? dice. He was naked. In a corner of the room holographic projector showed pornographic film that Armenians dug up an in her CD and videocassette.
      "Here's a convenient time to finish off this motherfucker! -thought Veronica and went to ku?nØ for tesakom meat. -Can be a good thing that I Highlight not agreed on fingerprints! Everything will be blindingly-kryto! No one will know! "
      She returned to the bedroom with a huge stainless blade in the form of an axe, priblizalas? to the bed, thinking where strike.
      Was minute, another, and Veronica everything was very slow, at a terrible deed. Something to stop it. Only second and one bold and decisive movement separated it from the freedom, but she couldn't do it. "No, I'm still not a murderer!"-was sad girl.
      She sat down on a squat next to the bed with tesakom in their hands and began to look to sleep on her bed with a naked man. Tears streamed malice on her powerless cheeks. She couldn't even revenge for abuse, which gave this brazen over her Armenian.
      Suddenly Garik woke up. It is a few seconds, without realizing it, watched by a huge hunting sword in her hands, and only then guess prošila his dripping as needle.
      In this second Veronica realized that missed his chance to release. Now she's zamhnulas?, but too late, because his hand grabbed her wrist and squeezed so that hunting sword Inler angle blades drops out and in parketnuØ doše?ku. In the next second Forecasts, rinuvšis? on it as enraged Tiger, throttled her her throat, povaliv on the back.
      -Ah, you're a hitch that conceived! his fierce face was quite alongside, spraying it on her own saliva.
      -Hate! -zahripela Veronica. -Hate!
      He wanted to hit her on the face, but Veronica saw him rendezvous place, warned:
      Just try it!
      Hand Garik suspended in the air, then oputilas? on Lightning her jeans and became rasstÊgivat?. Veronica does not resisted, it otrešilas?, and was subordinate to his hands now.
      Ãàðèê çàòàùèë å¸ ñ ïîëà íà êðàñíûé àòëàñ å¸ ïîñòåëè è ïîëüçîâàëñÿ å¸ òåëîì âñþ íî÷ü íàïðîë¸ò. Îí ðàñêîïàë ñðåäè å¸ âåùåé, ïîðûâøèñü â ïðèêðîâàòíîé òóìáî÷êå, ïîêà å¸ íå áûëî èìïîðòíûé äîðîãóùèé ñèëèêîíîâûé ôàëëîèìèòàòîð ñ âèáðàòîðîì è àíàëüíûå áóñû, êîòîðûå Âåðîíèêà êóïèëà ñðàçó ïîñëå ñâàäüáû â åäèíñòâåííîì â ãîðîäå âàëþòíîì ïîëóïîäïîëüíîì ñåêñ-øîïå âòàéíå îò Áåãåìîòà, êîãäà ïîíÿëà, ÷òî â ïîñòåëè å¸ ìóæ íå òàê ñèë¸í, êàê åé õîòåëîñü áû, è òåïåðü óìåëî ïîëüçîâàëñÿ èìè, ÷òîáû âçâèíòèòü å¸ ïîõîòü äî ñàìîãî çàïðåäåëüíîãî ïèêà, î ñóùåñòâîâàíèè êîòîðîãî â êîíñòðóêöèè ñâîåãî àñòðàëüíîãî òåëà îíà è íå ïîäîçðåâàëà. Òîãäà îíà ãîòîâà áûëà ñàìà ïðîñèòü åãî, ÷òîáû îí çàïîëíèë âñå ïóñòîòû å¸ òåëà êàêèì-òî ñîäåðæàíèåì. È Ãàðèê âèäåë ýòî è ñàì äåëàë òî, ÷òî ïðîñèëà îíà â ìûñëÿõ, ïîñêîëüêó åìó îíà íå ñêàçàëà çà âñ¸ âðåìÿ ýòîé ñòðàñòíîé íî÷è í ñëîâà. Îí ïîâîðà÷èâàë å¸ ãîëîâó ê èçîáðàæåíèþ ãîëîãðàììû, çàñòàâëÿÿ ñìîòðåòü âìåñòå ñ ñîáîé ïîðíîôèëüìû, à ïîòîì ñíîâà âîçáóäèâøèñü îò ñöåí ìàññîâîãî ïîðåâà, óìåëî ñîâðàùàë å¸ òåëî ê íîâîìó ñîèòèþ.
      The night was filled nightmare passion scenes, poses, incursions, volcanic and orgasm. Blood othlynula from her head to vozbu?dÊnnoj chest and Lona, and it has nothing to soobra?ala, and only move, moving, and moving everything that forced its men's body, revealing all its secret ins female creatures, which itself is not assumed.
      Veronica again allowed over a deliberate. At home, in your favorite bed in which loved ne?it?sÁ and indulge fantasies. Now she asked herself, trying to break into the consciousness of mist gorÁ?e?noj lust that cleverly newsletter Armenian: "why? Why? Why?! "
      She herself could not now understand why allowed "guest" log in to your House and now log in and of themselves.
      When outside bedrooms zabrez?il late December dawn, "guest" finally calmed down, issÁknuv. He tied her hands behind cross strap and left lying on the abdomen, having covered next to a blanket. After a minute Forecasts already hrapel.
      Veronica, a sleepless night izmotannaÁ stormy followed him and disconnected, even without obidit?sÁ in your state.
      -Do not touch me more! She told him when opened her eyes. -Hear?! Enough!
      Petr lying nearby and stared at the ceiling. Behind a window at night.
      -RazvÁ?i me hands! -ordered Veronica.
      Petr turned on its side and fulfilled her request. Veronica rose, took place before the mirror cabinet, opened the side door, nakinula a bathrobe and went to the bathroom.
      She sat in the hot water, trying to imagine that it is happening, and how vsvÊ is stop. Thoughts lazily going it had not help thinking: it looks like prišibli something. She did not know that now take: trying Garik failed, and instead it was trampled on by. "Like a chicken!"-from reproach thought Veronica, trying to find a secret motives, that it happened. She understood that only she blame that is going on with her life. Suddenly it with fear found what looked at themselves in the shower, and it was not in itself from this eerie opening. She discovered that all of this happened with her just because she herself wanted!
      Yes she wanted her so perverse way if with everyday terms, vyvora?ivaÁ literally inside out all her creature, permeating all dyro?ki her body, namely ebli-differently this guys! This she has everything this iz?ebenie overnight, and Garik was just spolnitelem it will, dirty executioner her soul, Õkzekuterom her vagina, anus or throat.
      When it came out of the bathroom Forecasts in the corridor. Veronika ustavilas? on it. He noticed that it's worth and looks at him in the middle of the corridor.
      -Nice, I thought that with you, indeed, enough! said Forecasts, as if in answer to her question.
      "Look!"-Veronica felt like happiness quietly goes back in her soul, like a curtained cottage window on rasvete Sun.
      Veronica all its nutrom felt that it was the beginning of a new period of life, and this flight from Moscow, the sexual predator Forecasts, just subtle dirty layer between the past and clean, white pages, its future.
      Veronica silently polezla in his jacket pocket, r] from there, like trash pile zabivših Interior and prottÁnula their "guest". Petr took the money, rassoval bit and nothing turned on the way out.
      -Train in seven! Veronica said. -Before you know it!
      She closed like a shutter, which was pink tender flesh shell, the steel door apartment, osvobidivšis? from the last alien element in his life. Stage of rapid, unmanaged falling over, we had to meet with thoughts and think, how to live on.
      Passed unnoticed week. It was a new year.
      Veronica gradually came to like. She bought a small pine, put it in the room, and now carefully adorned, carefully selecting toys.
      In the city was little art crowd. Shops were filled crowds buyers, despite the steep prices, smetaØ?imi all stalls. Weather happy light fluffy snow, morozcem and valivšimsÁ from the sky without stopping.
      On new year's Eve she zza?gla candles on the plentiful, village for him, opened champagne, drank a bit.
      For the first time she met new year one. It was the parents, but she decided not to go around. It was a good one. She suddenly felt a need to talk, get away from the world until, finally, thought it not come in the normal state, and events of the last month is not izgladÁt?sÁ from memory.
      She could afford just live: in stock had several thousand dollars to ensure its existence quite a long time. Of course, compared with Empire Hippo existed before, it's the ?alkte crumbs, but they gave her handicap: time to think how to return control of at least some part.
      On the street were heard screams, explosions in the sky over firecrackers, urban quarters vzvilis? hundreds salutes and feerverkov. Veronica looked at the clock: twelve nights. She put out some in a glass of champagne came up to the window, ?oknulas? with glass: "happy new year! Veronica! Let it be for you happy! "
      The street was bright as day. Rozovatymi Theatre square was illuminated by lights made under old gas. It has been seen as veselÁt?sÁ people. It is possible that these were the same people who were razbrasyvaemye it. "Interestingly, they even remember this?" asked itself Veronica.
      She no longer wanted to shoot out onto the balcony bare throwing from basin with packages of serialized money, jump, feeling as naked Breasts Nice jumps up, no body already pulls it down. Now she wanted peace, tranquillity, umrotvorÊnnosti, respectability.
      Veronica's got dressed and went out onto the street. It went around the House, progulÁlas? in area by Theatre, looking like people walk in obnimku with each other, meet, drink directly on ulce champagne, loves, congratulate the happy new year, happy, gorlanÁt songs. Then she turned the corner near the Museum and by restaurant "Central", where now all floors were filled with light, noise, fun, holiday.
      Veronica is remembered as the Hippo liked gather here crowd bezdel?nikov. From there, and now reaches its hearing music, laughter, cheering people squeals women tinkling dishes. Someone is drunk voice of tune sang karaoke.
      Veronica moved Avenue, near the Central Department store. Here was a desert. Turning to the right it went to the Top.
      Óëèöà áûëà íàïîëíåíà òîëïàìè ãóëÿþùèõ ïî íîâîãîäíåìó ìîðîçöó. Âåðîíèêåâñòðå÷àëèñü ìíîãèå èç çíàêîìûõ ïàðíåé è äåâ÷îíîê. Íî âñå îíè áûëè óâëå÷åíû ïðîèñõîäÿùèì â ñâîèõ êàìïàíèÿõ, ïîýòîìó íå çàìå÷àëè å¸. Äà Âåðîíèêà è íå ñòðåìèëàñü íè ñ êåì âñòðå÷àòüñÿ è áûòü êåì-òî óçíàííîé. Îíà ñëîâíî îäåëà øàïêó-íåâèäèìêó è òåïåðü ïðîãóëèâàëàñü ñðåäè âåñåëÿùèõñÿ, ïîäâûïèâøèõ òîëï ãîðîæàí, ñëîâíî ïðèâèäåíèå, âïèòûâàÿ ýíåðãèþ ðàäîñòè è âåñåëüÿ, èñõîäÿùóþ îòî âñþäó, êàê íåêòàð èç öåëåáíîãî èñòî÷íèêà. Ïðàâäà èíîãäà, êîãäà ãóëÿþùèå ïðîõîäèëè ñîñâñåì áëèçêî, å¸ âñ¸ æå çàäåâàëî, ÷òî ê íåé íèêòî íå ïðèñòà¸ò, íèêòî å¸ íå çàìå÷àåò, âñå óâëå÷åíû ñâîèì. Åé äàæå íà÷èíàëî òîãäà êàçàòüñÿ, ÷òî, ìîæåò áûòü, â ñàìîì äåëå îíà ïðåâðàòèëàñü â áåñòåëåñíûé äóõ, è òîãäà òàê å¸ è ïîäìûâàëî ýòî ïðîâåðèòü, íî îíà ñäåðæèâàëà ñåáÿ èçî âñåõ ñèë: õîòÿ ïðèðîäå å¸, êàê ëþáîé æåíùèíû, òðåáîâàëîñü ìóæñêîå âíèìàíèå, îíà âñ¸ æå ñòðåìèëàñü èñïèòü ÷àøó îäèíî÷åñòâà äî êîíöà, íàñòîëüêî, íàñêîëüêî õâàòèò âîñîìèíàíèé î íåäàâíåì ïåðåæèòîì åþ. Õîòÿ, îíà ïîíèìàëà, ÷òî ýòîò îïûò áûë ïî ñâîåé ïðèðîäå ñîâåðøåííî ÷óæäûé òîìó, ÷òî òåïåðü ìîãëî ó íå¸ çàâÿçàòüñÿ ïðè ñëó÷àéíîì çíàêîìñòâå, Âåðîíèêà íå òîðîïèëà ñîáûòèÿ, êàê âñåãäà äî òîãî ïðèâûêëà äåëàòü. Îíà ðåøèëà ïîâðåìåíèòü ñ êàêèìè áû òî íè áûëî ðîìàíàìè.
      She was walking among the merry employed their lives, their holiday, Familiars and family, children and parents, and almost felt like by her struilos? time washing of her soul, as a form of debris from the clean River sand, all the dirt, which she rang lately. Holiday, the sound of Veronica its Christmas aiming a miracle, a magical fairy tale like return to barely finished childhood atmosphere was recovering from her emotional wounds, gently and carefully. She was walking hundred by sleep Cathedral, past Cafe visitors, feeling, as more and more is recovering. Something black unclean, a nefarious took from her soul.
      She was a little sad, but simultaneously and joyful. Now her life belonged only to her, and although it is not used to this, it was nice. Maybe that's why she did not want to meet with anyone nor meet, not wanted her learned podvypivšie strongly and not very familiar.
      Easy Christmas Snow priporašival your head girl. Cold barely felt. On top of colored confetti rained, fall on the shoulders of dyed Ribbon serpentine, puskaemye, from anywhere. It would now be gone in an Orthodox Church, if it had been opened. It had long wanted to start attending Church services, but don't attend them, stop. Some not fear, not the smÁten?e actually on it whenever it suited to open the doors of the temple, and Veronica in sadness would go away. But now the Cathedral was closed, and it just.
      Veronica reverted Gladysheva. It seemed very severely that she is so heartlessly sends jungle megacity plateau hotels like the jaws of the predatory animals. And the "space" suddenly napoverku was not better. Now he vspominalsÁ it is not a huge hotel, and the focus of evil and corruption. Veronica is still couldn't realize that what happened with it at all possible, that this is not the invention of vospalÊnnogo imagination, and dejstvitell?nost?, in which, tell it to someone else, it would never have believed, and probably considered the Narrator first-class vralÊm.
      Yes, even that wasn't the big homeland, to which it is used, and the birthplace of now became a small, s?Ê?ivšaÁsÁ as Peau, even it seemed it doesn't make a romance. Some millions, wild prices scared as present universal crash people totally otrešÊnnye from happening, like hiding from ambient, nyrnuvšie and pere?idaØ?ie there in time, when around live obdiraØt their neighbors, friends, fellow citizens.
      Because and Veronica was waiting when everything will of course! And if there? If this Brash Young still left in its Moscow and seeing her luxurious apartments, remains another week, and then a month?! "To you, girl, did?" asked the itself Veronica. He it was going to stay.
      Yes, Young left went home early only feared that diluted its handles. If he had not seen it woke tesakom in his hand, who knows how much time have continued this sexual slavery.
      "As you did before this turn, Veronica?" asked a girl, trying to understand, when she entered incorrectly. Maybe that output, which she chose, was the best of the sl?ivšejsÁ situation? That happened she gave slu?itel?nice hotel required her money?
      Veronika gnala away from yourself these questions. Together with them returning unwanted memories. Of course, Garik significantly enriched her sexual experience. But maybe this enrichment was belonged in need? How can come in handy in ordinary, normal family life all those perversion that she experienced with it? Any normal husband wanted fingers or dildo-vibrator simulate that his wife at the same time has someone else in another hole? Or how would a loving man vpihivat? your lover in your mouth so that his head penetrated into the larynx and went to pi?evodu?
      "Ugh!"-Veronika splØnula.
      No, everything was wondering, is instructive, fun. Sometimes! But no longer need, thanks!
      Trying to escape from recent events, Veronica remembered Yakovlev.
      Worthwhile plead thereto in wives, to leave this city, leave some darkness-tarakan?, sit there in a small lejtenantskoj apartment or room in a hostel and wait, when he comes back from the service. Feed it a delicious lunch In bor?Êm and then go with him in bed. Get pregnant, give him a son or daughter, then son or daughter ... and so live, live, live ... "Live-baldej, Rozaje children!"-remembered Veronica wish ??ki, its odnoklasnicy, wished this Nad?ke Sklyarenko. Maybe it also cost you.
      However, what is it razzavidovalas?? She also married! Who knew that everything goes, and it will remain a widow?
      Veronica like lightning prošiblo Here! For all these crazy House she forgot that she monthly. The delay in the month, although sometimes from stress with it before, and more recently stresses were, gave hope that she is pregnant.
      "Good woman differs from bad know who became pregnant!" nastavlÁla it as a year ago her grandmother, who became a suspect that Veronica comes into close relations with the guys.
      "My God! From the same dejstvitelno, I became pregnant? "-scared of Veronica and immediately caught myself happy thought that if she begins to worry on life, indeed, is returned.
      She unknowingly went through a hundred, through the square in front of prozÁbaØ?i in the dark enormous InterviÇ, former Communist Party, past the hotel went through a deserted Avenue, then by the bridge over an arrow through the Park, where fejeriÁ proishoila this Christmas. Fabulous castles huge kinder could continue, decorated with garlands and lanterns. Far away, in the Centre of the Park was a huge Christmas tree, kotooj was a poulno?noe view with a new audience. On the other side of the Avenue, in the Park, following a huge double deck restaurant "Crystal" were filled with warm water, in which huge spotlights cvetomuzykal?noj installation had witnessed to the music of the phonogram. Around fountains too visible marking new, funny group of youth and older people. Clapped and taking salutes, iskrilis? Bengal lights, fired high into the syplØ?ee light snow sky fountains of fire Fireworks.
      Veronica suddenly toe wanted to be among these people, it also wanted to his campaign. Never before it does not meet this holiday in solitude. But the former was no longer, and join other campaigns was ridiculous.
      She still wanted to first go to the children's Park, then peredumala and decided to go to the opposite side of the Avenue, in the Park "Crystal", where the fountains bathed cvetomuzykal?noe show, but not Saturday do neither, suddenly began and the River arrow follows hotel recently nights, by watching from afar on "Youth Center", which was the new disco and desert Street went to the side of the bridge through the psel River, returning by central city library, the huge building which utonulo in the Orange dimly lit back to home.
      "In fact, Veronica again reverted the important observation and attempted to their stomach, which probably hid the new life, from whom I managed to podzaletet?? Wonder boy or girl? "Girl she didn't want to.
      It reached a cascading fountain sadko, sculptural composition of which was posve?ena spotlights. Here byllo pustyno. Rare pedestrians have rushed somewhere in crowded places. Eronika gone in pozemnyj transition and to the left of the bridge across the River.
      For Pslom, on the side could continue snow-white quarters huge and broad as prospect, Kharkiv Street. Above vidnelsÁ drama theatre, and straight-Cenntral?nyj Park.
      Veronika went into it, having a small fountain at its entrance with ve?nosidÁ?ej here "last Virgin city". On track over steep shore Psla progulivalis? couple and groups of citizens, gorlanÁ and peregovarivaÁs?. Park was full of people like summer day when the crowds are Student Beach-a favourite place for swimming.
      She proha?ivalas? still in solitude. Slightly from zabnut? and a bit tired from the long walk, looking at the lucky people who have not been alone. However novgodnee solitude was her personal choice. If she wanted to, it would be her pozvont? several girlfriends, not one, so elsewhere Merry campaign would it is provided.
      Veronica was walking in the Park, crossed his entire after passing through an empty peninsula Student Beach, then going to naval bridge, in the dremu?uØ?ast? Park, looking for adventure. Ten minutes Later, progulivas? here is the perfect catch, Veronica reached the new bridge over the psel River. It vzobralas? the stairs at its steep embankment and, once turned around.
      Bridge, ottrassirovannyj, vonzalsÁ in white areas, svetivšiesÁ on the shore of the River, flying the graceful arches over the dark pripojmennogo forest park. On the wide as his canvas in this avenue predutrennij hour was desert.
      Veronica order podustala, froze and vymotalas? in their night journeys. It is not aware of, but as if searching for adventures focused on this night, what with her recently happened was now little.
      After passing the bridge up, she ended up in front of the cemetery, which was buried Afaeasij. "How strange, thought a girl-legs have dragged me, as if by chance, here!" she long forgotten your old friend, which once was much involved in her life. Strange, but it's not much now seemed important quite paltry, almost nonsense even fiction. Oan itself did not believe now that when something is really wrong with it.
      From her home had to pass on the street kilometre and a half. The road went down with slope and stupalos? easy though legs with neprivy?ki to such exhausting pedestrian walks nyoi, nalivšis? dairy acid.
      "Wow, aunt, you gave new year Marathon!"-one Veronica finally okazavgis? House. She came up to the window.
      The new year night was nearing an end. In the East sky as has brightened slightly. The miracle did not happen.
      However she was looking for a miracle?
      Not the most whether main miracle was now, after so many tests was home. She was a roof over their heads, money which the majority of her countrymen even did own a luxury apartment in the city centre.
      "What you still need a girl?"-ukorila itself Veronica
      She stood in front of the window, waiting for the Sunrise, and when it appears over the horizon, going up the horizon red pancake offering Frost, zagadala, that the new year there for her, to her entire life this year went differently. She's still didn't know how it should be differently, it's not. But it was confident that the world can possible invent, should look like her life in the future.

Chapter 24.

      Veronica realized: fairy tale ended. There was not even: "and the fairy tale end and who listened to-well done!"
      When she woke up this morning, Bitlera near, their huge beds.
      But instead, opposite sitting Said. He swung back-vrerÊd on expensive and somehow, against usages, waited until she awakes.
      All this immediately returned the Veronica from sweet sleep in reality. And although it outside Palermo, sea, Sun, Italy, she understood that this tale will continue to live without it. Her next plot already.
      Veronica noticed that again was shy man: it was amazing, because she thought that she lost her shame forever. But that Said not suspect it no change, and she had to undergo severe again "your mother 's" school again it by making the effort, otkinula quilt, climbed out of bed and became saunter around the room bare, collecting ve?ii trying to ignore the presence of said.
      The scenery of its performance with the name "Happy trip to Italy was so fast that Veronica is not even had time to see their farewell gaze.
      After a breakfast in the room, not as before, with Bitlerom, the restaurant on the seafront, towards which it has already privykut? in the last week, it was put in the same Fiat, which brought them to the shooting, and Vika's machine rapidly and without hitches rushed in Rome.
      World, the magical world of Veronica, which she herself this week, and that several times tried to instill: "live forever, nkogda not kon?ajsÁ!"-collapsing now with wildfire wreck express her unfulfilled expectations.
      Swept over the window quarters Palermo, disappeared from view majestic Mount Vesuvius on the horizon, then sea and soon and Italy. And this time even Uncle-driving a lascivious ital?Áška, of which draznila their pussy Vika, not smiling and not obora?ivalsÁ back rather sad and trivial round's car, as if everything was supposed to be, is here.
      And then she already flew airplanes to Moscow, leaving a fairytale, magical, where her fabulous dreams come true.
      "Light bulb goes on! -thought Veronica. -If everything goes awry, everything goes awry! "
      Now on the couch instead of frank and nice young man from network campaign, the announcer who was speaking to her all the way to Rome, how to make the whole world changed her request, sat some old tÊtka, speak with which it has no desire. And nothing else, for that could be hooked joy, and her were torn away from Veronica, like po?uhluØ leaves from the trees the autumn wind.
      Another case was when she was flying to Italy! Her stories to entertain young man, Palm which it is put on his hot lap ...
      Veronica was part of memories.
      -Vytabotaj habit to use the law of attraction, told her he, while Veronica pridvinulas?, podalas? in his side. We must use it consistently. Don't talk to myself, "this thing doesn't work!" Universe hears this and all waning! Universe says: slušaØs? and povinuØs?!
      Veronica took his wrist and has his hand, pretending that it continues to listen to it. At the head of its renewed mischievous thought it now agreed to implement.
      Some time she just kept him for Palm their Ambidextrous, looking into the eyes and portraying a young man that words penetrate to the very heart of it.
      -... create toolbar images. Ordered on her subjects their cravings! Look at it every day! O?u?aj that have basic knowledge of the fact that there. Can pictures of what you want to achieve in life! Believe in the power of visualization! Determination of what you want, believe that you deserve, o?u?aj that already basic knowledge of this, and then test thanks and izlu?aj it in the universe.
      Veronica started similar hand of a young man. She was surprised myself that makes what would never hesitated, and Moreover, what motivated her nothing before!
      -... mind ?elovekka can achieve just that! -continued NetWorker. -Talk to myself, "I will believe and act as if it is already happening and feel gratitude for what you get, as if you get this already!" your mind on galore, on prosperity. You pritÁgivaeš? to yourself what you think! And believe It says: "I can do it!"-and thank for the fact that will be when something as if it already has come! And remember always: not sure the desires, because as soon as you na?nÊš? doubt the universe immediately cancel your order: slušaØs? and povinuØs?. Money-part well-being. First we need to find the internal attributes of well-being, and not vice versa. Each our desire to be materialized in the universe. It is therefore important to monitors thoughts. It is important to understand yourself! ...
      Veronika poddÊrnula as its colorful sarafans innocently Podol, and when he vsporhnul, took a cool Palm boy and put it between his legs, the ognedyša?uØ JAWS her beast, looking for fun. It felt like cool fingers of a young man on its hot, pulsating heart under the blows of the clitoris, nalivšij blood from desire.
      Why do?! Was it any sense in this affair?! Veronica was still! She just wanted to do so! To do this and see what will happen next! It somehow order vozbudilas?. Maybe the unusual environment: aircraft, anticipation abroad, heat, sea, holiday, another life, joyful and happy-did business, had driven scale its vozbu?dkeniÁ to the mark "will be a blast!", and maybe something else may be in her actions was what, even her unknown meaning, which she couldn't guess itself.
      The young man opešil. Veronica was thrilled to watch as his face is confident even minute ago that he immediately declared suddenly vytÁnulos? surprise, and he lost.
      Veronica warmly sighed directly to him in person, with an his verve passion. It really is all burned internal fire lusts. The young man wanted to remove their fingers, but her hand picked their stronger when this attempt and began to drive their rough pads on so?a?emusÁ juice klitoru. It seemed that she might even make a dakteloskopi?eskij figure these cool fingers, zadevaØ?ih every tick it nalivšegosÁ gubkoobraznogo wart-like lines with blood, and desire.
      She looked him straight in the eye of his hottest, pyša?im desire coition gaze into the male its essence somewhere in the depths of his being.
      -And you-the mischievous girl! -boy, he was the boy, with their knowledge about the world, see hardly more than one pussy, from which the whole world occurs.
      Veronica was in Ecstasy. She felt her mother-Earth, which gave life to all living around, including this Dungeon!, ob?ÁsnÁvšemu it now device world, which she allowed to touch his Holy, not only to discourage it, poglumit?sÁ over him and show him his real place in the world order, but because she was like a trip to rendered now explode sokrušaØ?em everything on its way there.
      Guy somehow calmed down, looking into the eyes of her eyes. Now he just didn't know what to do. He did not expect such a turn of events, feeling like a King. And suddenly this girl he was hovering just "brains", she had him one simple movement as Gobies (to stojlu to pyšu?ej its hot, wet heat of passion, excitement ?Êlke. How he could expect from this?! It was unrealistic!
      -Well, and what are we going to do?! -asked it coming in.
      Veronica is still staring him in the eye. She penetrated in his thoughts. She saw as the boy himself lights up lust, and now rapidly villain suspects to implement intercourse. She read it like an open book. Now all his thoughts were on the toilet.
      He turned back, looked forward compartment measured toilet closer and less queue. Then turned to her and didn't even said nothing: Veronica read in his eyes: "gone!".
      The young man climbed with chairs and moved the aisle. Veronica rose and went.
      When she ran past chairs said, which has long been watching them voznÊj, he was pulled to aisle hand and caught her leg below the knee.
      -Sit on the seat! -ordered it it calmly and quietly. -You want the same flight to Moscow back!
      Veronika went back. Zhar lusts in her body is not unimalsÁ, but the order Said like a tub of water on it poured.
      He stood up and took me next to her and said calmly and angrily:
      -You are that person to behave do in public places?! With you, you cannot keep an eye out! And nedotrogoj prikidyvalas?!
      Minutes later came the guy who sat next to Veronica.
      After seeing said, won his seat, he should be indignant, but the only showed him at his vacant place and added:
      -Sit there!
      In the voice Said there was something that had objections, and the young man silently obeyed.
      The rest of the way to Rome Veronica, sat, looking through at the cotton fields clouds and proskakivaØ?ie between green meadows, serkaØ?ie string rivers, boom motorways, hooky paths of cities and villages scattered sdlovno beads on Earth.
      Underbelly outweigh like it happens that, and he was sick of the whole naprasnogo of excitation, causing her unpleasant feeling as if she wanted pisses and couldn't ...
      Veronica has been distracted by memories.
      Next sat all the same old woman. She returned to Moscow ...
      Bitler! Her idea was looking for in her heart now this image. He even yesterday was with her next, now all of a sudden she was alone, although ordered the capacity of the consciousness of holding this reality that it lasted and lasted to it renewed their hot date yet for the week, then.
      It is not at all worried, lose it family, job due to her: Bitler belonged to in her consciousness only to her, and she not wanted his share.
      Veronica suddenly with amazement extinct itself within yourself, like ocepenev.
      She is remembered.
      On emerald waves of the sea, traced their, at times without coming in tact and then zaryvaÁs?, races, rapidly flies low and confidently maniacally its powerful motor, snow-white dazzling boat. And it's not even a boat, and a small velocity yacht, with kapitanskim bridge above.
      On the bridge stands Bitler and looks into the distance, slightly turning hands nickel-plated šturval??ik. At times, Onex translates glance at the nose of the ship, where polule?it requesting it, Veronica.
      It oblokotilas? and pripodnÁlas?, and is completely naked, substituting his losnÁ?eesÁ from the warm water splashing, generous obdaÊt it spumescent keel swiftest yacht sea body carstvuØ?emu in dezobla?nom bezdonnom sky Mediterranean sun.
      Boat neÊs and Bitlera somewhere in the open sea. Behind more must remain Rocky utÊsy, beach, white as sugar coated with green ku?erÁškami vegetation. A little further visible lodges, entire quarters prileplennyh each other houses a tiny and becoming less. On grey-shadow of Vesuvius, menacing mix amid forever curling over its apex, like wig, ku?evyh clouds.
      All of this more disappears away. Bitler drives her to some island, where they will again be in love. Veronica smiles he playfully, and when he throws a view from Dali, which passes their boat on it, only wider breeds in the legs, showing his beautiful girlfriend in all its glory manifested by desire and thirst of love as bud blossoming and blagouhaØ?ej roses.
      Bitler cannot make this picture. He throws at it one glance, then another, third, and Veronica everything beckons and beckons to him, telling him how his pose: "here I am! Take me! Eat! "
      Finally, it can no longer resist, he dampens the engine and anchors. Vessel sway on emerald waves, Bitler descends on the ladder at the stern, bypasses the cabin and approaching it, like the lion, the yearning of mining, that so long its draznila ...
      Veronica is remembered.
      Yes, because it zagadyvala it then, in the airplane when flew to Rome. She ordered Universe speedboat strolling across the waves, and in kamapnii beautiful men, whom she is in love with, as March cat.
      When told her how NetWorker to manage visualization of how to bring to the materialization of images, it's so passionately and introduced myself this picture: Emerald sea speed of snow-white yacht, disappearing away rocky island man in whom she is in love with.
      "All this came true! -suddenly realized Veronica. All this is in fact came true! "
      Something joyous kol?nulo her in the breast. Means what talked to her young man actually works, and we should just concentrate on their images.
      -... solution of your problems is in you, sounded as if she had heard them now, the Cable Guy. -Love themselves, and the rest of the world in you fall in love. Loving yourself you will love and others. We allow other people to create their own happiness. But it's bad or wrong at all. The source of your happiness inside you. Materializes in your life something to waste your energy. Energy is directed to drawn attention. You should feel hunger, should something want. Do not spend their energy on censure. The purpose of your life is what you itself you have. Purpose-experience joy. Source of success. Find what is in your heart. Follow the feeling of bliss ...
      Veronica suddenly something realized until she realized that the condemnation of "MOM", her constant returns to the thoughts of "space" she gnala his future in this trap. How many forces spent it on pain and hatred! And they only have repeatedly in her life.
      -... dmaj about what you want, not that you don't want to! -sounded in her head words that she was not. Now their meaning became more clear it. -Ustraivaj not anti war rally and rally in support of peace. OtvlekajsÁ from negative emotions. Otgora?ivÁs? from the world of negative thoughts you will suffer, thou shalt suffer discomfort. And Moreover, the universe, promoting this discomfort and returns to the tovØ life many times larger.
      "Now I'm never going to think about" MOM "! Nothing will think about it, neither good nor bad! Never! "-decided to Veronica.
      She realized: to get rid of the "MOM", "outer space", from Moscow to stop onih thinking!
      -... the last frontier is a holiday, sounded in the words of the Cable Guy. -Vizualiziruj celebration, welcome, happiness, whom thou ?a?daeš?. Nobody will be able to write for you the story of your life. Thoughts correctly!
      "I will, I think correctly! Now I will present itself on resorts, luxury and expensive hotels, mobile workers around the world! "shouted in itself Veronica.
      It za?murilas? and all remaining time flight to Moscow represented themselves in the most exotic locations around the world that she knew and heard.
      "Tale will continue!"-steadfastly Veronica

Chapter 25.

      Veronica not been repainted in plØhnulas?, ustlannuØ the turquoise. After the night walks her intolerably like crazy to sleep, and she immediately vyrubilas?, asleep healthy, mertveckim bedtime.
      Woke up she only evening January from what someone strongly nazvanival in call entrance door.
      Veronika nastoro?ilas?. The calls occur, soaking up all the small pause
      "Who could it be?!"-wonder girl.
      Continuing vylÊ?ivat?sÁ in a cozy bed, she became a shuffle through all the options but not found a suitable explanation of this aggressive unplugged. She was confident that none of the familiar simply couldn't have now come to it, the more so unceremoniously natren?kivat?.
      And who knew it?!
      Nail?! But he did not pota?ilsÁ to it myself, except that it it was something you need. Of course, nail hammered it need Bala certain sreršenno thing. But he wouldn't it make such a primitinym way: not boy after all. Moreover, knowing his lazy habits, Gvozdeva, Veronika otmela this option immediately. It would definitely first called to avoid wasted.
      Then who else? Angela Safonova are? Yes it would become naprašivatsÁ to her first of January. All the more so persistently and lastingly call.
      Sobsvtenno speaking, not interested at all An?ellu Veronika ever. She knew. And if she was on the horizon, now that it has not been the subject of interest-Hippo-this girlfriend hardly itself ever voluntarily seemed to be on the cusp of her apartment. Veronica just saw that in Angela Safonova are despise it and cannot tolerate.
      There were also several variants of those who might visit today. Maybe someone from previous acquaintances really saw it yesterday prgulivaØ?uØsÁ on new year's Eve in solitude, and today, leaving his girlfriend, decided to pogret? her bed?
      "Thanks guys, I don't need in old kavalerah!"-decided to Veronica.
      But called somehow too painful. So nazvanivaØt usually plumbing or electrical, which caused the renovation, and they will call to posineniÁ before zakroeš? thee same designated attire.
      But Veronica anyone. With the tugs, plumbing, plumbing, heating it everything was normal.
      Who could it be?
      And here it visited terrible guess that girl, vzvizgnuv, from jumping into it under a blanket, hiding as a child. "What if it's behind me came from Moscow?"-isugalas? Veronica.
      The "guest", Forecasts, about which it has already become forgotten already week as was in Moscow. That could happen?
      Veronica not tešila yourself illusions that Forecasts fed to her senses more and different properties than she to him. But still it hoping for his prudent. Go just so donate it Said it would not. So he could from this whole "room"? Hardly a crusade ended for Garik something good.
      But, on the other hand, Garik was an excuse to do it. He had to finish your week sex-holiday for two days before he had planned. Moreover, Veronica prodinamila it for the whole day. So, really, can in fact, he had her "dral as su?ku", as he promised all unnecessary half of a designated time.
      Anyone out there it this arÁna, knows that he had in mind. Maybe he disappeared into all serious because they wanted to get paid the amount due to him oØ?enie in such way with Veronica.
      "Brrr!"-it all peredÊrnulo.
      However, the whole week, and girlfriend it has zasku?ala to yell at them. Her nahalke, wanted to her again inside out vyvernuli.
      Yes, now Veronica, as she thought understood meaning uterus out unscrew. But it is usually women each other promise when a skubatuu zatevaØt. But Petr her uterus out uprooted and broke the olnoj program.
      Veronica wistfully moved one after the other, all the female body as a solid source of fun, useÁnnyj Õrogennymi zones. She was otkinula and posmotela down to the tubercle of the pubis, ku?erÁvo towering between the thighs, lowered her down the arm, potrogav, vyprostavšijsÁ nališijsÁ blood out from his hiding place, due to the large sramnyh lips clitoris.
      Veronica rightly considered that the clitoris she was special. Nimfomankoj she was or someone else, but the design of her female body was the subject of her passionate study and worship.
      A bare it could examine the clock, and ejnravilos? to do it. She couldn't eat its beauty, its forms, kotororye it gave the Lord God and mother nature. An himself, gladÁ his body with his hands, feeling touching them to izzÁ?nym lines thighs, buttocks, breasts, belly, she always said sincere thanks, "creator", this good start things that so generously bestowed her that Herod her special female.
      Veronica did not know the entire celestial merarhii device universe, but maybe billion billion universes-who knows-but it always felt it to be unusual happiness when could stay alone with his body and admire them in the mirror, the unthinkable postures, opening the egonovye ratio, speak with your fingertips and to discover its secrets. She herself for themselves was the whole universe, and it seemed quite herself.
      No, what depth of consciousness which endless love, what preve?noj had to have the wisdom to create this amazing, this elegant, this movement and multifunctional design-her body.
      It was the sculpture. It was this sculpture. Not that that other, she could sometimes take from him eye. it just zavora?ivalo it.
      If it was dressed-it was decorated. Even downright rags, if she napÁlila them, the sacking of any dyrÁvaÁ, rough sacking or jute-only ottenÁli its beauty and splendor!
      It cannot be damaged clothing. If the clothes was beautiful, it only via the dignity of its myriad sokromi?a, her body
      But the body was not only sculpture. It was displayed. Catch her soul, catch-all for life. And knowing this simply captured the spirit.
      It was just as if you think that the Earth, where do you go to move trilliardy other living beings, where they spend their lives, are born and die, za?niaØt a new life, kill and po?irØt each friend, the land where the flow of the River, there are mountains, on Mardi Gras majestic oceans, where vonikaØt and disappear gelogi?eskie era, this land is not just a container billions, billions of various functions, processes and phenomena, and Earth-the planet, nesu?aÁsÁ, flown at speeds of tens of thousands of kilometers per hour in the void of space, in his bezbre?noj infinity, where her ootvedena only narrow path trajectory, the descent which means end and a planet, and everything on it.
      "In space no longer was nothing like the Earth! -thought Veronica. -In vain search for life scientists on other planets. They only camouflage. Because the Bible all said about dispensation ... "
      She always somehow compared with yourself with the Earth. It somehow even believe that other women also exist. She held them no more than scenery to our lives, and sometimes, in General, the whole world seemed her dÈcor to su?estvovvaniØ her soul and body.
      She was alone in the world. Simply creator to it was boring, probably making up all the other characters, invented a story, and baloval it as a favorite child.
      Veronica believed only in themselves and in the creator himself. Sometimes she thought that this is the same. That the creator has lived it and creates a world's image. And it's his image and likeness.
      Then it became so fun, so good, so joyfully. She suddenly felt in such minute that it lives itself eternity, bezbre?naÁ eternity existence, and it's his favorite child, she herself for her passion and their fervent feelings, and those who comes into her life is just the characters that play roles that she comes up with. But since it should be interesting, that part of it, which priduma?yvaet roles for characters, some degree of freedom and secrecy, so that it does not disclose further plot her fate before the time when it is dol??no.
      Sometimes she thought that her mind, her thoughts can everything she wish to create. Sometimes happened that they had some autonomy and created just random thoughts, what would be a poor or bad for her, and then then everything had to adapt and correct.
      However, bylvali days when it is on public display in a different light. And then she felt that no it nor hostess of the world, and only a tiny grain of sand in the vast ocean of which depends. On such days it became poinstine sad. Then the world has been huge and terrible, cool and strange, and it seemed that it simply crazy Dura ...
      Veronica pripodnÁlas?, opervšis? at the elbow. So it was laying minutes five, prisulšivaÁs? to prekra?avšimsÁ calls, not all this time, but then decided to really sneak up to the door and look in the eye.
      However, sound-proofing the apartment allowed just come to the door, and there, in the stairwell that would not be heard, but it soon.
      And eye! Hippo never wanted it to, when installing the steel door. He spoke to the young wife when she asked him: "why?" that eye-the most important traitor. It is the play of light, when looking at him from the apartment
      -So what? -was surprised, to her, then Veronica.
      -Can shoot! -answered Hippo.
      -Where to shoot it?! -laughing, not knowing it is Veronica.
      -In eye-calmly explained her husband. -Then, particularly anything and are not visible. Only space in front of the door. Eye-this is for the bull!
      It was funny to listen to his words. It was simply ridiculous that you look in the eye, while the same someone shoots. "Never mind any!" she laughed Veronica.
      She's still got it at the door of the Hippo eye:
      -Listen, here I will live, at the end of it all! -angrily sdvigala eyebrows Veronica. -Can take me by?koj, but I put your eye. I so want to!
      Selecting normal, Hippo ordered some import, Japanese eye, who worked as a video camera and gave review almost from wall to wall. In addition, if a sudden it was dark, he crossed the night vision mode.
      This miracle of technology had to wait several months from Japan, and because paying for the order, they left for Moscow, leaving the door Vulgaris sovdepovskij eye.
      Seemingly there to door Veronica pril?nula to glazku.
      Ground floor is convex, the dark corner of the front face of the pit in front of the elevator. But nothing else. However, the door continued periodically nazvanivat?.
      Veronica seemed very suspicious, and it first wished that she really no eye roundabout. She decided not to open the Door.
      "Anyway, this should not do in the near future! -thought girl. -We should probably move to parents live they wait half a year! A flat pass lodgers! "
      This odd call forced her to worry more.
      Suddenly zamurlykal phone on the bedside table at the far end of the corridor, cuisine. Despite the fact that its sound was pleasant and melodic, Veronika vzdrognula, frightened.
      It's still vzÁza up, waiting for something unpleasant, all worrying.
      -Begetova! Healthy! Happy New Year! -a handset cheerful voice nail.
      -A! Hello! You too! She translated the breath, calmed down a bit, although trill flat call still annoyed.
      Both met?! -asked Nail with some strange intonation not sympathy, not the irony.
      -Alone! -honestly admitted to Veronica. -As a widow.
      -Listen, I'm with you on any subject! -Nail again was drunk. -Muffin wants to chat with you.
      -Who is?! -asked girl.
      -Oh! Hi! -resented nail. You, like Fruitcake know?!
      -No! Veronica felt that losing weight in the eyes of a nail, sduvaÁs? as balloon.
      -Well, and still want to shodnÁk! So you there zamorduØt in three account! -poso?uvstvoval nail.
      -Listen, I've realized that it blatnoj! -told him Veronica.
      -So understood! This polo?enec now! -further insight into the nail.
      -A on what issue? -asked Veronica.
      -Well, as what? -surprised nail. -You!
      I have a lot of questions! -proinfoormirovala his Veronica. -What it is!
      -Listen, you'd thank you said that you meeting arranged rather than further refined! Do you have a special selection of no! D and, in General, it is only in the bathhouse is babami! And with you as a person wants to utrÁsti theme ...
      -What?! Veronica ostoro?ni?ala.
      There you have tren?kaet! -resented nail. -Talk prevents!
      Yes this is someone's apartment rings, fifteen minutes, probably ...
      -And-a-a! Have you got any House somewhere? -Recalling the nail. Is probably the domušniki! You do not open the door! Will call-called, Yes will go on! They now Reid in your area. It is time to slam the hut. Well, you're not bois? you door strong castles-high class! The main thing is not open! They are now on how! VlomÁt?sÁ, nastu?at and vyhlopaØt on Balde chata! Even I wouldn't help! It's their money, must understand!
      Da th us on driveway door stands a door! -one Veronica.
      -What are you šep?eš??! -surprised her naÎvetÈ thug at the other end of the wire.
      The nail will shut up, you can see, I recall what was the conversation before.
      -In General, whether at home, will not go away! I'll call you! Don't promise, but perhaps this nedel?ke Cake you invite. I am for you then podrulØ! LADA?!
      -Good! Veronica pinned up, now it supports those with it could want to communicate.
      They all agreed to one-babkam Hippo. Once it wanted to talk, then something has gone with a simple clip property her deceased husband. It interfered with.
      Veronica Suddenly made a thought that she did not want anyone to open doors. It is unknown how much money zastrÁlo for her soul after death, but even two apartments and Hippo-fate-Russian in the air, which could have turned his head to her as Partridge.
      The apartment also some continued to call, and that this will not hear, she went to the bathroom, included water, filling the huge Bowl baths for bathing.
      Its message Nail kills all her thoughts. Veronika pytals? now find pleasant reasoning, which hitherto made publicly accessible. However, the attitude of their deteriorated. It suddenly became the target of intuitively a great game. No, of course, hardly anyone needed her to kill just so. But for the money! Moreover, for big money!
      Veronica closed the door in the bathroom and placed the TV, to hear how they call in the door, trying to escape from bad thoughts, pleasure swimming under appeared recently channel MTV.
      "God will not eat-pig!"-in the end decided it, thinking thus betray their terrible guesses. But they are not left her head.
      Maybe Cake just speak with her, poso?uvstvuet express sobole?novanie, then podpist? will offer any of the paperwork on the transition of ownership? And that she do?! Sign-not to sign the?! What to do? And where a guarantee that Dae signing any documents, it will remain alive?
      "Say: girl, we certainly understand that Hippo you liked, but it's his problem! No man and no problems it too! We have something you don't know! So, sorry-please move over and let! We have you zaberÊm this, this and this! "-talked Veronica.
      It poniamala that what was is nominee or simply belonged to her late husband's severe Treaty already moved into other hands. Probably, so with much, but not all. Otherwise, it would not bother! And here at once so much attention! You can see that there was something that just like that, without the consent of the pick was impossible, and this is something that was substantially in value, otherwise the fruitcake would not meet with her.
      Prodolo?aÁ their difficult meditation, Veronica has got out of the bathroom.
      The door is not called. It went to the kitchen looked in the fridge.
      Here was a pokati. Old isportivšiesÁ products, probably at one hundred dollars, it sent in the chute. Veronica has purchased by the new year to sustain, but a whole pod?ela. Stomach sosalo from hunger. It was necessary to go into town for products.
      Near the Central Department store, which, despite the first number, worked stood there. Wild inflation podgonÁla people to shops spend their savings to their though thus save. Many visitors from Russia.
      Veronica wanted to pass by the central store city-here it do was nothing-but suddenly through glass doors in the middle of the Foyer saw first floor Sashko, now otiralsÁ here, under change and decided to ask him a trÊp for chatter.
      -Great! -zasiÁl one noticing suitable girl. -Happy new year! The new happiness
      You are why nail hammered told? ... asked Veronica.
      -Shh! -Sashko enclosed forefinger to the lips.
      He took her shoulder and sailed back to the street.
      -Qin! You where again?! -a rear disturbed by voice.
      -Ta I til?ki hvylynu w! -waved away he and Veronica on the ear whispered. -Don't tell you that I changed the bucks!
      Da need you hurt me! -one Veronica, removing from the shoulder of his hand. -You would trepalsÁ be less! Where the nail knows about this?!
      Street. The Sun shined brilliantly in frosty sky, and Sasha ?urilsÁ.
      The railway exchange information! -its motives it before Veronica. -it to our Office has no direct relation, but the word for me, so I can zamolvit? him something slivaØ! By the way, have you heard?! -suddenly recalling something important touched her shoulder Cyndrenko.
      Not heard?! -asked Veronica.
      - F killed ...
      -Anyone?! -wonder girl.
      -TA as anyone?! Nail f! told Sasha.
      -As killed?! -not understood it. -I just talked with him over the phone! Can an hour and a half ago can!
      -Yes! Yes! -confirmed Sashko. -It exactly! A Fruitcake-still not know! Like only wounded! Right on the apartment he!
      -Apartment?! -asked Veronica.
      -A nail! specified Sashko.
      -Where his apartment? -She asked.
      The yak same f where?! Your same husband-pokojni?ka flat! He told me that you are not opposed! ...
      Here someone has deployed Sashko away from Veronica itself. Veronica recognized SanØ, their foreman.
      -Slyš? you, pepper! -evil but discreetly delivered it. -With kralÁmi then lÁso whet shalt! We are now working, got it?! Or you again without soldering leave?! So Nail bil?še nemae to you vyru?al!
      He dragged him inside the store, Sasha opešivšego giving on the go statement:
      -There client packaged podvalil! He Haymaker! Traded per course! Thou perebivaeš?! DÊrgaem and svalivaem! Today Basta, understand?!
      Shroff disappeared for glass doors Zum and Veronika went its own way, at the grocery store.
      The last thread linking it with the blatnym world, which neither the rotten it was ended.
      At home it just in case, though not doubt that this is true, dialed in the apartment of Hippo. No one took Up.
      "Can, and for the better! -agreed to Veronica. We must be more documents on the flat ?ory check! Who they are! Suddenly Gvozdev, indeed, already their rewrote! "
      Veronica staring out the window at the evening area in front of the theatre. The city is no longer seemed so it was nice and relatives as before. She felt that inside this quiet mind landscape is real hunting, including on it.
      "Take and disappear somewhere about six months! -sokrušÊnno thought girl. -But where? "

Chapter 26.

      Veronica really bored.
      Immediately upon arrival in Moscow, reported to her that she is serving with a pair of new customers in sex club "Plato retreats" somewhere in the United States. After this were fabulous Hawaii, compared with which Italy seemed already outdated and Veronica impoverished village. Then she was accompanied by an American businessman in his visit to Hong Kong. And barely Veronica returned to Moscow as its already waited another lustful to young pretty Ukrainian pizdÊnki starikaška. Now she has felt the full power of the "maminogo", in which she, though was one of the important places, but was just a cog in a huge mehanzme on manage money on human lust and thirst for the young, juicy, healthy body young and dazzling beauty personage.
      Veronica was staratel?na, vykladyvalas?. She bore a contract with the "mother", and now only he and stood her in front of the eyes. She represented it škalikom, which is constantly growing, and upstairs was treasured figure of one million dollars.
      It had very satisfied Clients, and news about new, obvoro?itel?noj and very skillful ?rice love that appeared in the carousel "MOM", staying for the world is literally like wildfire. Many returning her "mother", they've phoned her and asked her for the very near future. Veronica was at a premium. Happened, that Sayid had it directly from one resort to another, waited for new luxury apartments and regular rich old man, outgoing saliva when one only remembrance about this hohluške without arrival in Russia, in Moscow, "Cosmos". And this in her situation for most.
      Now she understood that "Mama" not for nothing spent on her raging infernos, by the standards of Veronica money, has led her daily on his operas and expensive restaurants, decorated in exquisite outfits and osypannuØ diamonds. Not without reason by teachers who were trained girl in English, German, French, who gave her views about art and paintings, who taught her to dress or make-up, and identifying her dress code. Its promotion interseting, and now all world tolstosumy, former "maminymi" clients like to taste her charms and occupied one queue for six months in advance. "Mama" not had time to fill the pockets of Greens and naradovat?sÁ couldn't so aptly ugadala hierarchy its sex Empire for the new cute Ukrainian girls. Veronica,-not doubt it, truly was preordained superprostitutkoj, talent which was just buried in the ground, and she managed to dig up and expand it.
      Ñïóñòÿ ïàðó ìåñÿöåâ Âåðîíèêà óæå íå ìîãëà è âñïîìíèòü òî÷íî, ãäå, â êàêîé ñòðàíå, â êàêîì ãîðîäå, íà êàêîì óäèâèòåëüíîì è ýêçîòè÷åñêîì êóðîðòå îíà áûëà çà äâå íåäåëè äî ïîñëåäíåé ïîåçäêè. Òåïåðü îíà íîñèëàñü ïî ìèðó ñî ñêîðîñòüþ ìîëíèè êàæäûé ðàç ñ íîâûì êëèåíòîì è íåèçìåííî ñ Ñàèäîì, êîòîðûé ñòàë ñëîâíî å¸ òåíüþ â ýòîì íåñêîí÷àåìîì ìèðîâîì òóðíå. Âñþäó å¸ ñîïðîâîæäàëî íåñêîëüêî ÷åëîâåê, îáåñïå÷èâàþùèõ å¸ ïîäîáàþùèé è ïîäõîäÿùèé ê ìåñòíîìó êëèìàòó âíåøíèé âèä è îäåæäó è ìàêèÿæ. Îíè áûëè âñåãäà ðàçíûå. Âåðîíèêà âèäåëà, êàê îíè äîðîæàò ñâîèì ìåñòîì, êàê èì íå õî÷åòñÿ ïîêèäàòü å¸, íîñÿùóþñÿ ïî ìèðîâûì êóðîðòàì è çëà÷íûì ìåñòàì ñóïåðïðîñòèòóòêó. Âåðîíèêà ÷óâñòâîâàëà ñåáÿ äåíåæíûì ïûëåñîñîì, øëàíã êîòîðîãî "ìàìà" óìåëûì ïðîìîóøåíîì óìóäðèëàñü çàñóíóòü â êàðìàí íå îäíîìó ìèëëèîíåðó. Îíà áûëà òåïåðü ñåêñ-ìàøèíîé âûñøåãî óðîâíÿ, óìåëî è áåçâîçâðàòíî îòñàñûâàâùåé èç êàðìàíîâ òîëñòîñóìîâ èõ äåíüãè è çàñòàðåëóþ, íà÷àâøóþ òóõíóòü ñïåðìó èç èõ óøåäøèõ áûëî íà ïîêîé ÿè÷åê. È òî, è äðóãîå îíà äåëàëà òàê âîñõèòèòåëüíî, ÷òî áûëè äîâîëüíû è "ìàìà", è êëèåíòû. Íå áûëà äîâîëüíà òîëüêî îíà.
      First it was before the fascinating and unusual that she already forgot somehow not that on, but even on Bitlere. But then Veronica as a movie watched as passing it along, tens of thousands of dollars, and earned it in her pocket not osedalo anything. She increasingly wrote the famous priskazku: "and I was there, honey-beer, Ousame flowed, and don't horrible!"
      Yes, it is tempting to usikam, which she left on large sramnyh lips, left and right from its zla?noj ?Êlki, and each time diligently vyravnivali barbers really was. But in her pockets and not osedalo cents. All its precious outfits that followed took the world in ?emodan?ikah, and a few kilograms in multimillion-dollar jewelry diplomat, pristÊgnutom gold plated handcuffed to wrist under white, bright suit, wearing a Sayid, are all belonged. And every time it rings wore a necklace worth several hundred thousand or even millions of dollars for dinner or another appearance in the client's company in public places, Veronica felt, even some unbearable heaviness, overcome that effort. It was preparing to enter the scene in the oslepitel?nom holder who does not belong to any one cent and his performance also gently had to withdraw from it, pick up, leaving her with nothing.
      Âåðîíèêà âñ¸ áîëüøå ïîíèìàëà, ÷òî îíà âñåãî ëèøü äåêîðàöèÿ, âûâåñêà, ÿðêàÿ ëàìïî÷êà, íà êîòîðóþ, ðàñïóñòèâ ñëþíè, ëåòåëè "ìàìèíû" êëèåíòû-ìèëëèîíåðû, ÷òî ñàìà îíà, êàê ÷åëîâåê, êàê æåíùèíà, íèêîìó èç íèõ è íå íóæíû áûëà âîâñå, ÷òî îíè âîñïðèíèìàëè å¸ íå áîëüøå, ÷åì ïðîñòèòóòêó, ÷åì ÿðêî íàêðàøåííóþ, èçûñêàííî è äîðîãî îäåòóþ ôóíêöèþ, ñåêñóàëüíóþ óñëóãó, ÷àñòü èõ ýïàòàæè è ïðîãðàììû îòäûõà èëè ïóòåøåñòâèÿ, êîòîðàÿ ïîÿâèëàñü èç íèîòêóäà è ïî îêîí÷àíèè ïîåçäêè èëè îòäûõà äîëæíà áûëà èñ÷åçíóòü òàêæå, â íèêóäà. È, íåñìîòðÿ íà âñ¸ ñêàçî÷íîå è ôåøåíåáåëüíîå âåëèêîëåïèå æèçíè íà ýòîé ïðåêðàñíîé ïëàíåòå, êîòîðîå òåïåðü, áëàãîäàðÿ å¸ íîâîìó ñòàòóñó, ñòàëî åé äîñòóïíî, êîòîðîãî îíà â ëþáîì äðóãîì ñëó÷àå, êàê áû èíà÷å íå ñëîæèëàñü å¸ ñóäüáà, íå ïîïðîáîâàëà áû è íà çóá, Âåðîíèêó ýòî óñòðàèâàëî âñ¸ ìåíüøå è ìåíüøå. Îíà ïîíèìàëà, ÷òî îòðàâëåííàÿ ýòèì ÿäîì ðîñêîøè, òàêîé, î êîòîðîé ïðåæäå îíà è ïðåäñòàâëåíèÿ íå èìåëà, äàæå íå ïîäîçðåâàëà, ÷òî òàêàÿ âîçìîæíà, óæå íå ñìîæåò æèòü ïî-äðóãîìó, íî åù¸ áîëüíåå áûëî îñîçíàâàòü, ÷òî âñ¸ ýòî ÷àðóþùåå âåëèêîëåïèå, âñÿ ýòà ñêàçêà, â êîòîðóþ å¸ ñ ãîëîâîé îêóíóëè, âñ¸ ýòî áûëî äëÿ íå¸ íå íàâñåãäà! È îíà âñ¸ ÷àùå çàäóìûâàëàñü îá ýòîì. Äåíüãè, êîòîðûå îïëà÷èâàëè çà å¸ òåëî, çà å¸ êðàñîòó, çà å¸ ñåêñóàëüíóþ íåîðäèíàðíîñòü è å¸ óìåíèå ñäàèâàòü çàñòîÿâøèåñÿ ñåêðåòû ìóæñêîãî îðãàíèçìà, îïóñòîøàòü ÿè÷êè è ñåìåííîé ìåøî÷åê òàê, ÷òî åé áû ïîçàâèäîâàë ëþáîé óðîëîã, òåêëè ïðÿìèêîì â "ìàìèí" êàðìàí, íî îäíàæäû ýòîò ïîòîê äîëæåí áûë íà÷àòü èññÿêàòü, ïîòîìó ÷òî îíà ïåðåñòàëà áûòü òîé ñîáëàçíèòåëüíîé øòó÷êîé, êîòîðîé áûëà ñåé÷àñ, êðàñîòà å¸ ñòàëà áû óæå íå þíîé, è íå òàêîé ìàíÿùåé. Ê ýòîìó âðåìåíè "ìàìà" óæå íàâåðíÿêà íàäîèëà áû ÷åðåç íå¸ ñâîé ìèëëèîí äîëëàðîâ è íàøëà áû íîâóþ ôàâîðíóþ äåâî÷êó, íå óñòóïàþùóþ åé êðàñîòîé è ñïîñîáíîñòÿìè, è Âåðîíèêà ñòàëà áû åé ïðîñòî íå íóæíà. Îíà áû å¸ äàæå íå îòïóñòèëà, à ïðîñòî âûøâûðíóëà íà ïîìîéêó, îñòàâèâ áåç ãðîøà â êàðìàíå, ëèøü ñî ñëàäêèìè âîñïîìèíàíèÿìè â ãîëîâå.
      And what would be their sweetness? In fact, she once went to a foreign diamonds and in other expensive attire, the luxurious resorts and zla?nyh places of the world, like Las Vegas and Monte Carlo, where like cockroaches to plate with a sweet poison, sletalis? millions of people, rich and not very much, some just to spend time, others with sincere and forlorn hope to win this Zhi LR lucky ticket? What is it that total would be Otrada when everything is?!
      Veronica understood that its place of any other, it would be "MOM" vylizala everything that would have been ordered, just to get into the fascinating life that now surrounded her it would be very, very important not to happen, one year, two to five years. But Veronica increasingly thought on this, and it were poisoning her to enjoy the fantastic, bright, beautiful, gorgeous, inaccessible to the vast majority of the inhabitants of Earth life, which she now okunulas?. Increasingly it was meant to be the question: "what?!"
      Ìîæåò áûòü, è íå íóæíî áûëî ýòîãî äåëàòü? Ìîæåò áûòü, äåéñòâèòåëüíî, ïîêà âîêðóã áûë ïðàçäíèê, íàäî áûëî, íå çàäóìûâàÿñü î áóäóùåì, íàñëàæäàòüñÿ ýòèì ïèðøåñòâîì æèçíè, à ïîòîì êîãäà âäðóã âñ¸ îêàæåòñÿ ïîçàäè ïðîñòî ñâåñòè ñ÷¸òû ñ æèçíüþ? Íî Âåðîíèêà çíàëà, ÷òî êàê ðàç ýòî ó íå¸ è íå ïîëó÷èòñÿ! Îíà íå ñìîæåò óáèòü ñåáÿ! Íå ïîòîìó, ÷òî îíà ëþáèò ñåáÿ, òåïåðü îíà óæå íå çíàëà, ëþáèò ëè îíà ñåáÿ, ïîòîìó ÷òî âñ¸ áîëüøå ñàìà âîñïðèíèìàëà ñâî¸ òåëî, êàê âåùü, à íå êàê ñâîþ äðàãîöåííóþ è åäèíñòâåííóþ Âñåëåííóþ, êîòîðàÿ ïðèíàäëåæàëà åé ïðåæäå, è êîòîðóþ êîãäà-òî îíà ëþáèëà è îáîæàëà íåïîääåëüíîé è èñêðåííåé ëþáîâüþ áîëüøå âñåãî íà ýòîì ñâåòå! À ïðîñòî ïîòîìó, ÷òî îíà çíàëà, ÷òî îíà òðóñèõà, è íå ñìîæåò ýòîãî ñäåëàòü! È ïîòîìó, êîãäà "ìàìà" äàñò åé ïèíêà ïîä çàä, à ó "ìàìû", îíà íå ñîìíåâàëàñü â ýòîì, ìîìåíò ýòîò áûë ñòðîãî ðàññ÷òàí è çàðàíåå èçâåñòåí, Âåðîíèêà äîëãî, êàê èñïîëüçîâàííàÿ, ïåðåãîðåâøàÿ ëàìïî÷êà áóäåò âàëÿòüñÿ íà ïîìîéêå æèçíè, ïîêà íå èñ÷åçíåò ñ ëèöà Çåìëè. È Âåðîíèêà çíàëà ýòî òî÷íî: ýòîãî îíà íå õî÷åò! Îíà ñàìà äîëæíà óïðàâëÿòü ñâîèì áóäóùèì è ñäåëàòü åãî òàêèì, êàêèì âèäèò åãî ñàìà, íî, ê ñîæàëåíèþ, îñëåïèòåëüíàÿ, áëèñòàþùàÿ, çàâëàäåâàþùàÿ åæåñåêóíäíî ìèøóðà îêðóæàþùåé å¸ ðîñêîøíîé æèçíè, ìåøàëà óâèäåòü, ðàññìîòðåòü, ñêîíñòðóèðîâàòü äëÿ ñåáÿ òî áóäóùåå, êîòîðîãî îíà äåéñòâèòåëüíî õîòåëà. Íàäî áûëî îñòàíîâèòüñÿ, îòâëå÷üñÿ, ïåðåñòàòü âîñïðèíèìàòü îêðóæàþùóþ å¸ åæåìèíóòíî ÷óæóþ ðåàëüíîñòü, â êîòîðîé îíà áûëà âñåãî ëèøü äåêîðàöèåé, ñîáðàòü â êóëàê ñâîþ âîëþ è íà÷àòü ñòðîèòü ñâîé ìèð, êîòîðûé áû ïðèíàäëåæàë òîëüêî åé.
      Veronica increasingly thought about it, but didn't begin implementing its plan. She increasingly reminisces the guy who taught her once in the airplane, how to manage their lives, but his instructions more hide transparent, but such is a veil is happening with it without stopping the action if it rotate on a nice, bright carousel, the whole world kuvyrkalsÁ around in perelÊtah and new impressions, and it was not able to stop.
      Yes, it really could not get away with this carousel. To do this, it was to earn "MOM" million, and before that was still very far away. And nobody would it million donated.
      Once arrived that day when Veronica horrified woke up in the middle of the night in a five-star hotel in Rio de Janeiro, and realized that we need to do something.
       ïîñòåëè ðÿäîì ñ íåé õðàïåë î÷åðåäíîé ãîëûé ñòàðèêàøêà, êîòîðûé è íå äîãàäûâàëñÿ ñêîëüêî äóøåâíûõ ñèë åé ïðèõîäèëîñü çàòðà÷èâàòü íà òî, ÷òîáû äîñòàâèòü åìó óäîâîëüñòâèå, ÷òîáû çàñòàâèòü åãî ÷ëåí âñïîìíèòü, ÷òî ïðè âèäå îáíàæ¸ííîé æåíùèíû îí äîëæåí âñòàâàòü, ðàñòè, äåëàòüñÿ óïðóãèì ñòîëïîì ëþáâè è òðàíñïîðòîì äëÿ îòïðàâêè â íàñòóïëåíèå äåñàíòà èç äåñÿòêîâ ìèëëèîíîâ ñîëäàòèêîâ, îäíîìó èç êîòîðûõ ïðåäñòîÿëî ïðîéòè â äàìêè, à íå ïðîäîëæàòü âèñåòü, êàê äîõëûé ìûøîíîê. Êòî áû çíàë ÷åãî åé ñòîèëî êàê áóäòî áû ñ íàñòîÿùåé ñòðàñòüþ îáíèìàòü, ïðèâëåêàòü è ïðèæèìàòü ê ñâîåé ìÿãêîé, íåæíîé, øåëêîâèñòîé, óïðóãîé êîæå ñòàðîå, äðÿáëîå, îáðþçãøåå òåëî î÷åðåäíîãî ìèëëèîíåðà, äóìàâøåãî ñ íåé â ïîñòåëè, ÷òî îí åù¸ äåéñòâèòåëüíî, îêàçûâàåòñÿ îãî-ãî!, ìà÷î, à íå êóñîê äåðüìà ñ ìèëëèîííûì ñ÷¸òîì â áàíêå, âñ¸ â êàêèõ-òî ìåðçêèõ ïÿòíàõ, ïëåøèíàõ è äðóãèõ ïðèçíàêàõ îðãàíèçìà, ïèêèðóþùåãî â óòèëü. Êòî áû çíàë ñêîëüêî ñòîèëà åé äóøåâíîãî íàïðÿæåíèÿ ñòàðàòåëüíî èçîáðàæàåìàÿ âñÿêèé ðàç, êîãäà êëèåíò îáðàùàëñÿ ê íåé, ðàäóøíàÿ è ñ÷àñòëèâàÿ óëûáêà, ñëîâíî ýòî áûë å¸ ìåäîâûé ìåñÿö ñî ñêàçî÷íûì ïðèíöåì, à íå îòáûâàíèå î÷åðåäíîãî îïëà÷åííîãî íîìåðà ñ î÷åðåäíûì õîäÿ÷èì òðóïîì-òîëñòîñóìîì.
      When Veronica long sat not bed pod?av under itself legs, thinking about what's going on with it. Her stuffy, and it came out on the spacious balcony.
      Far below, under the hotel ran past, from one end of town to the other shore of the ocean, lit lanterns wide sandy beach, where even during this time people contrived to swim, play ball, lie on the couches, talking with each other. The spa industry worked constantly. From somewhere in the Central streets of exploding sounds under processions, speckled cavalcade which seemed here doesn't stop here ever. Her old man slept, and she felt nurse when the last izdyhaniÁh of the patient with him through sexual vzbadrivaniÁ it is klonÁ?egosÁ to the eternal calm body.
      A gust of wind blew the wet tropical Veronique in person. She tried to look at black nights ahead over the sea, diluted only rare lights ships and red signal beacons at the tops of the mountains surrounding the city. The night was bezlunnoj and barely ugadyvalis? in the dark shape even more dark mysterious and beautiful Sugar head, implausibly steep slopes tor?a?ej of water.
      She again tried to concentrate on what it taught the guy in the airplane, recall it instructions.
      Áûëî, êîíå÷íî, çäîðîâî, ÷òî Âåðîíèêà çà ñ÷èòàííûå ìåñÿöû ïîáûâàëà â ìåñòàõ, äàæå â îäíî èç êîòîðûõ â ñâîåé îáû÷íîé æèçíè åé âðÿä ëè êîãäà ëèáî óäàëîñü ïîïàñòü. Íî îíà âäðóã ïîíÿëà, ÷òî ýòîò õîðîâîä, îäíàæäû çàïóùåííûé "ìàìîé", îäíàæäû îñòàíîâèòñÿ, è ñáðîñèò å¸ ïðÿìèêîì íà ñâàëêó. Íî òåïåðü îí áóäåò êðóæèòü å¸ åù¸ î÷åíü äîëãî, âîçìîæíî, ÷òî äàæå äî òåõ ïîð, ïîêà îäíàæäû îíà âîò òàê æå íå ïðîñí¸òñÿ ãäå-íèáóäü íà Øðè-Ëàíêå èëè Ìàäàãàñêàðå ñðåäè òðîïè÷åñêîé íî÷è è íå ïîéì¸ò, ÷òî ýòî óæå íå îíà, íå Âåðîíèêà Áåãåòîâà, êîòîðîé âíóòðè äàæå òåïåðü îíà ñåáÿ âñ¸ ðàâíî, íåñìîòðÿ íè íà ÷òî, åù¸ îùóùàëà ñåáÿ, à, äåéñòâèòåëüíî, êàêàÿ-òî ñóïåðïðîñòèòóòêà Ëàäà, êîòîðîé íåêóäà, íåçà÷åì, äà è íå õî÷åòñÿ óæå ñõîäèòü ñ ýòîé êàðóñåëè, ïîòîìó ÷òî îíà ê íåé ïðèâûêëà, å¸ áîëüøå íè÷åãî, íèãäå â ýòîì ìèðå, êðîìå íåñêîí÷àåìîé ÷åðåäû íîâûõ è ñòàðûõ êëèåíòîâ-ñòàðèêàøåê, íå æä¸ò, è äàæå, çàðàáîòàâ "ìàìå" òîò ïðåñëîâóòûé ìèëëèîí, êîòîðûé îáåùàë åé ñâîáîäó, îíà íå ñìîæåò ïîêèíóòü ýòîãî çàìêíóòîãî êðóãà, ïîòîìó ÷òî îí ñòàë óæå ÷àñòüþ å¸ íàòóðû è ïðî÷íî âúåëñÿ â å¸ äóøó ñâîèì ïîðî÷íûì íîâîîáðàçîâíèåì, îòäåëèòü êîòîðîå îò ñåáÿ áåç ìó÷èòåëüíîãî óñèëèÿ, áîëüøèõ ïîòåðü è íåâûíîñèìîé áîëè áóäåò íåâîçìîæíî. È äàæå åñëè ýòî åé óäàñòüñÿ, òî âðÿä ëè îíà íàéä¸ò óæå òó ïðåæíþþ Âåðîíèêó Áåãåòîâó è ñìîæåò çàíîâî îáðåñòè óòðà÷åííûé îáðàç. Ê òîìó âðåìåíè Âåðîíèêà Áåãåòîâà óìð¸ò íàâñåãäà. È íå îñòàíåòñÿ íè÷åãî, êðîìå ïóñòûøêè Ëàäû, À ïðîøëîå áóäåò òàùèòñÿ çà íåé, êàê ëèïêàÿ ïàóòèíà, ïðèòÿãèâàÿ ê ñåáå, íàçàä. È ïîáàðàõòàâøèñü, ïîáóëòûõàâøèñü â ïðåæíåì ìèðå, ãäå åé óæå íå áóäåò ìåñòà, áåç ýòîé ñòðàííîé ðàáîòû, åñëè å¸ ìîæíî íàçâàòü ðàáîòîé, áåç ýòîé êóòåðüìû, áåç ýòîãî íåñêîí÷àåìîãî òóðíå ñ áåñêîíå÷íîé ñìåíîé íåñèìïàòè÷íûõ è íåïðèÿòíûõ ìóæ÷èí, îíà âåðí¸òñÿ îáðàòíî ê "ìàìå", ïðèïîëç¸ò ê íåé è áóäåò óìàëÿòü, ðàñòîïòàâ îñòàòêè ãîðäîñòè, âçÿòü å¸ îáðàòíî.
      And, perhaps, "Mama" snizojdÊt and not obidetsÁ on her for what she left her Empire passions, regrets rubble, the neprikaÁnnuØ and besprosvetnuØ, grey and daily Vanitas, lišÊnnuØ Festival and impressions life, and will it back. But, by that time, "Mama" already will grow a new favoritku, which takes its present place of main diamond it diiamdemy, and tell her: "sorry, LADA! You left his throne, and piously abhors! I found a new krasiven?kuØ kobylku, which will be walking on resorts millionaires from around the world, and you're now put yourself in the place where something more modest, linguistic domestic businessmen or, in General, go to "girls! You are no longer kotirueš?sÁ! "
      Veronica saw all your future so clearly how God day and realized that she didn't want it. She did not know now is really what she wants, but not this.
      To find out to get with this showy, usplÁØ?ej hmel?nym, common sense with nectar, zavlekatel?noj carousel earlier than it earns her body million. Because if it does not make this now and itself, by the time this monster so?rÊt inside, and will not leave anything from its essence, which she herself loved. It is just an empty shell, earning money prostitution, selling their bodies and their skills in the area, on which most somehow prefers to keep silence, pretending that this does not. It is, nothing more, and do not, and which boit?sÁ, how would its place is not taken more young, beautiful and catchy putana, and this early or pozno still happen!
      "I need to change anything! -agreed to Veronica. -So far I never became LADA, need to be chosen from this golden crap! But how?! "
      She remembered Bitlera! Here's who was needs! As she forgot about him with all this showy kuter?moj! Meet the man of her life, and then again plunge in putanstvo! But what she could do?!
      Yes, she thought that they had something similar on a dreamlike novel, but so it seemed only to her! Because Bitler perfectly knew who she was and why he was so passionate favors! He bought it! He that it is made with the same pleasure and just because she liked it, and because she loved it!
      Bitler! Bitler! Bitler!
      It doesn't appear in her life is already so long that it was worth it. But she couldn't! It was recorded in each molecule its DNA, each break her body, and it knew it!
      The tinsel, which pÊstrym rain sypalas? on her in her own ?iznni only distracted her memories of him, but was unable to fully absorb them.
      "Bitler! Come back to me! Pick me out of here! I don't want to! I do not want! -cried she quietly somewhere in black Brazilian nights. -Bitler! I love you! Pick me out of here, from this brilliant, but opostylevšej me its diamond tinsel life! I want to live differently! "
      She closed the door to the balcony to awaken your customer-starikašku, peacefully and sweet, like a child sleeping after the devastation of its seminal tubules of his body again and what was with nÊe forces zaorala:
      -Bitler! Pick me with you!
      In the eyes of Veronika navernulis? tears.
      And although some ubaØkavvaØ?ij voice inside it said: "Throw, girl, you privykneš? for this! Look how everything around beautiful, wonderful as please thee! "she knew what should brot?sÁ for itself, it has not been too late.
      The only thing She did not know it?

Chapter 27.

      Veronica has become accustomed to the fact that every day someone long rings in her apartment. Several times she tried to look over your shoulder in the eye, who it can be. But never it anyone to see.
      From the home she was extremely rare. Only the greatest need. Anxiety from obscure calls, the mysterious murder of Gvozdeva, although, perhaps, and likely with Veronica it never was connected, all choppy, nervous atmosphere predominating in the city, as well as the feeling that someone hunts, forced her to sit indoors in the apartment. It hides and lived now quietly as a mouse.
      Now the House she doesn't show up on the week, only occasionally surpassing products. Now she has selected for purchase shop on a Street Playhouse, podnimavšejsÁ up the slope of predpojmennogo of the right bank of the Psla, monument, Stella with the eternal fire and tank. Here rarely met passers-by.
      Assortment was mean, more expensive products. But Veronica simply feared appear in the Center. She did not know how to wait for impact.
      However, now that the shop-even just leave that door entrance-was it now scared. Because at this point, there could be the one who constantly, almost every day, sometimes ten, sometimes even twenty minutes, nazvanival her apartment. That would then it happened? Who it was?
      Now Veronica spared no that prudent Hippo didn't put import Japanese eye with a bar review to see walls on both sides of the door.
      So the apartment as molØsk in the sink, Veronica has day by day, in order to start solving accumulated vital questions.
      Ñíà÷àëà åù¸ îíà ïîíèìàëà, ÷òî òÿíåò ðåçèíó, ÷òî ðàíî èëè ïîçäíî åé âñ¸-òàêè ïðèä¸òñÿ âûéòè èç äîìà è íà÷àòü äåéñòâîâàòü. Íèêòî íè÷åãî çà íå¸ äåëàòü íå áóäåò.  êîíöå êîíöîâ, åé ïðèä¸òñÿ ñàìîé ïðåäïðèíèìàòü øàãè ïî çàùèòå ñâîåãî èìóùåñòâà îò ïîñÿãàòåëüñòâà æàæäóùèõ ë¸ãêîé íàæèâû áàíäèòîâ. Îíà ïîíèìàëà, ÷òî ÷åì ðàíüøå íà÷í¸ò äåéñòâîâàòü, òåì áîëüøå åé óäàñòñÿ ñïàñòè. Âåäü äîñèäåòüñÿ ìîæíî áûëî äî òîãî, ÷òî å¸ ïðîñòî âûêèíóëè áû äàæå èç ýòîé íåïðèñòóïíîé è íàä¸æíîé, êàê åé ñåé÷àñ êàçàëîñü, êðåïîñòè, - å¸ êâàðòèðû. Ìîãëî îêàçàòüñÿ òàê, ÷òî îíà óæå åé è íå ïðèíàäëåæèò - äåíüãè è ñâÿçè ìîãëè ñäåëàòü âñ¸, ÷òî óãîäíî. Ïîêà îíà îòñèæèâàëàñü â ñâîåé ðàêîâèíå, äóìàÿ, ÷òî íàõîäèòñÿ â áåçîïàñíîñòè, ãäå-òî òàì, âî âíå, íåèçâåñòíûå åé çëîäåè, äàæå íå âñòðå÷àÿñü ñ íåé, íå óãðîæàÿ, íå ïûòàÿñü å¸ óáèòü, ïðîñòî ïåðåîôîðìèëè áû äîêóìåíòû íà å¸ ïîñëåäíþþ ñîáñòâåííîñòü, âîñïîëüçîâàâøèñü êàêîé-íèáóäü îäíîé èç òåõ ñîòåí ñõåì ðàçâîäà, êîòîðûå áûëè ó íèõ â àðñåíàëå, à ïîòîì ïîæàëîâàëè áû ñ ðåøåíèåì ñóäà: "Âûñåëÿéòåñü, ãðàæäàíî÷êà! Ïøëè âîí, íà óëèöó!"
      Authorities no in this partitioned case did not work. The widow of the Hippo, for them, those who like all pick-empty sound, pšik, Veronika realized even with nailing that himself, as she now knows already has what apartment hippo, allegedly with her consent. And everything else would have designed its consent as many times as needed, and it would not know even.
      Veronica understood that largely property relations-this paper required to apply. She felt that sits in its shell, the world is changing in nelu?šuØ for her side and possibly quite possible that when it finally o?nÊtsÁ from this incomprehensible ocepeniÁ, arrives in yourself and want to proceed, then, that now can save, then it will be impossible.
      She ukorÁla yourself for your own, tried to force Act, at least try to call any lawyer or attorney. In confronting the issues needed help literate, and, most importantly, safe. Let it not be even a lawyer or lawyer, but has in the intricacies and conjecture of strange domestic legislation.
      It was not convened even pretenddovat? that her late husband had neooficial?no, some severe Treaty Section spheres of influence-this was dangerous and stupid! Not worth it to get him angry cerbera, steregu?ego ob?ak. It is already there, and perko?evalo part of part of the, under šumok, distributed to those who were closer to kormilu. There was nothing and catch up. Often, as several times if it let the husband, they were State-owned enterprises, in which just money through the right people alternatively taken away for some incomprehensible expenditure and then anymore. Several cooperatives, possessors of restaurants and bars, cafes and canteens, from which the Hippo received his said percentage. They were on a totally unrelated people supervised by vorotilam, and when did not become part of income of the Hippo, those simply divided among themselves. Her there's nothing luminary. It is understood.
      But Veronica was not convened give up without a fight, and watch as it will take that owns it, as his wife on the documents officially. Needed to urgently secure their rights to what you could save. This was money, a lot of money. Veronica didn't know what amount is required, but secretly hoped that that she was able to save and personal at the Nail, it should be sufficient to discharge the inheritance and the rights to the apartment where she lived, and to the apartment that had belonged to the Begemotu, because, although it understood that Gvozdev something already did that can subsequently property could challenge the Court through the Court.
      However, an apartment of Veronica was easier since it was bought for her name, and only to the end and proper documents. The second apartment, the Hippo, everything was much more difficult: Veronica never knew it, and because I was afraid to start to clarify this issue. It could well be that raising this question, it would fill up a rotten golovešku, building her hopes, kazavšeesÁ tenuous and fragile just collapsed, it is possible that a woman who buried under and.
      Most didn't have Veronica is links. Of course, she knew that the links are bought. But she rightly considered that those it several accidents of thousands of dollars, sometimes when she for fun vzdumyvalos? recalculate for course rapidly deševeØ?ego as falling into the abyss gallopiruØ?ej inflation, karbovanca, appeared with the myriad wealth, turned in such serious matters which Veronica did not dare drift would just one might expect, which even and noticeably something.
      In fact, well mean three or four thousand "green" when it comes to links, which cost millions?
      All links in the city controlled and perekupalis? vorotilami, such as put her eyes Hippo. Anyone who got in their area of interest was doomed. Either way, but they until. Previously some unavailable shadow masters of the city, but now, when dashed past any significant foundations of the State, everything here belonged to them. And Veronica realize it just saw that now, without the husband, on the ruins of his empire, she stood in the way of seeking its not pribrannym the riches of power brokers willing to eliminate everything on its way all obstacles, including her little life.
      Probably, they even and for not thought, and perhaps, if it did not become exercise, defiance with upcoming redistribution, and everything that had behind it from Empire hippo, quickly gave her would be spared. Maybe even that left with Manor shoulder apartment that it gave the husband. But it would limit their generosity. Without doubt, everything else would pribrali vorotily.
      And could even be so that it and ask for something. Who it is?
      However, despite the fact that she did not know whom to fight for his future, she understood that the fight will be merciless. Although it could be very short. After all, it's not even a nail! So, hearing on familiar will be that Begetovu reason and someone killed. Well, maybe not goes!
      Veronica very afraid, but did not want to give up just so. Will be some negotiations-will not be, but if it becomes aware that something behind its back pereoformlÁØt assumed that the books behind it, then it will take countermeasures will be protected! Although she understood that if you lose, lose everything!
      Until recently it was not so obvious. Vernik didn't even imagine this ruthless machine. But now, when suddenly it was a nail, who has recently all the pontah showed my skill on the new ta?ile in the totally drunk and not prosyhal for a minute, Oan saw how it operates. Someone at the top that says something, someone cleaning.
      Yes, now the blatnym world for her zahlopnulis?. Hippo did not hasten to acquaint them with their partners. He said that it is better to be away from the dirt to not zamarat?sÁ. And it is in principle not opposed. It then was still! It does not intend to become a banditkoj! Yes it is, in General, was another girl that immediately after school successfully jumped married. And now that world a Hippo, for her zahlopulsÁ completely. Remained another substring in the form of a nail, which she still somehow hoped to lean, but felt that guy, almost not hiding and ceremonÁs?, telling right from under it, but it did not become.
      Now Veronica knew when to remove her question from hitch won't even.
      Yes, now the most important it was to protect themselves from gang violence. And it looks like a storm, pere?idala, closing in the apartment, it is time that does not clear when the must. It has no information, no drop nor namÊka. Hunt someone behind her, or she can live safely, because in general no need in this city-was it questionable. Ask was. Yes, and as ask, even if she knew someone: "you're not going to accidentally me finish off?!" and that it respond? "Yes, are going to wait a bit with other deal with it and your time to come!"
      The ambiguity of the provisions or negate its crazy. Sometimes she thought that time just stopped. And all the world like measuring around. At other times, it was suddenly clear that everything around m?it?sÁ forward speeds of missiles, and only she, as historical pole, which, like the abrasive cloth, s?Êsyvaet, iston?aet ruthless River of time.
      Then she hvatalas? for cases not waited for the delay. It urgently was some kind of list that tomorrow was implemented. But it was tomorrow, and Veronica all sat are invariably in the apartment, to compose myself some ridiculous excuses why she does nothing. She watched TV, then took a few hours to a number of bath, diligently imposed make-up, preparing to. It was evening and she sat on the couch, while continuing to lead the eye and diligently to cast shadows.
      In the end, realizing that day lost, she fell in some goofy hysteria: pa?kala a ?Êki of McLeod, razmalÊvyvaÁ them as clown drawing big lips and zapudrivaÁ face up to stupid white, then draznila itself in the mirror, vyme?aÁ, since no longer on whom was itself rises for their inactivity, his idiotic, defencelessness its weakness and hesitant.
      There were sometimes that her hysterics reaches that she herself, as assumed allowed to "dral su?ku" as a lousy Armenians, then just any kind of where, like svalivšijsÁ in her life from the ceiling, and then she tormented both nastily and gnusno, as it would not do it no one else. She tried to itself at this humble with such) that whoever would witness to this scene, hair would be hair-raising, and he'd decided that a umališÊnnuØ, really tronuvšuØsÁ mind young woman that istÁzaet its bare, razrisovannoe some paint and pomadami body in front of the mirror, zapihivaÁ falloimmitator in all possible places in the vagina, anus, mouth, observing a, as it happens and name-calling yourself the latest demeaning, plØ?a?imi remnants of dignity in zero words.
      After such disruption, in the morning, statutes of yesterday's samoistÁzanij, Veronica came in torpor and shock from one only memories of a day before vytvorÁla. And then she cried, vylamyvala in isstuplenii hands, asking for forgiveness from itself, promised myself and tried to forget it. Then, a little on your face, she took a half bath, trying to wash some dirt that was not, but it felt impurity, his body, and didn't know how.
      Then she cried again. Crying because it was something strange and funny. She hands her the tormented body, and its izmotannaÁ such existence soul skorbela purity and purity, who now had practically unattainable.
      In the end, realizing that nothing is impossible, and return to live on, it uspokaivalas?, took hand promised myself that tomorrow it will deal with the anticipated when something urgent cases was their list, again from sleep calm and happy that finally it remain from this Devil's circle will start something.
      But tomorrow is repeated again with an accuracy of a Slayer consciousness program, stop that she was not in force.
      In minutes, marginalized, but plain enlightenment, it suddenly realize that sly crazy that we should somehow be chosen from this trap, in which it appeared, but immediately uspokaivalas?, thinking that time she boit?sÁ, her paranoia, then everything is OK because crazy never think they are crazy, and once she herself in this, it means that it's actually quite normal.
      Yet she continued to plan any case and trying to cheat the course of events, just give yourself a rest a few days just to distract, calm down. However, secretly somewhere in the depths of the subconscious Veronica knew that then again become a strong storm and will be selected according to the krysinyh races looping Leon Trotsky among many others.
      Holidays were. It was boarding, uspokoivšaÁsÁ and otdohnuvšaÁ, otošedšaÁ from the shake, and diligently trying to follow the logic, recorded at the leaf which actions to rescue will start tomorrow.
      It was tomorrow, and everything, the whole cycle delay, ni?egoonedelaniÁ, then samoistÁzaniÁ is shown again and again.
      She wanted to be a strong, wanted to finally start to act. But somewhere inside something hrustnulo, though of a small but important spring wafer. And now her zaedalo like a broken toy on the strongest responsible moment.
      It surprised when this sosobnost? wonder which came in moments of remorse, why this shift in phase, this gathering with coils, happened now, rather than ever before. Perhaps, it seemed to her that completely foreign to its life event-the murder of Gvozdeva-worked as a trigger mechanism, posledniÁÁ drop perepolnivšaÁ Bowl long nazrevavšego mental crisis? And it incurred?
      Sometimes she poryvalas? go to a pharmacy and buy yourself something soothing, but then otgovarivala itself, because I didn't know that it should take. She was afraid to go for several reasons.
      First, as it believed that if psychiatrist that vytvorÁet while attacks madness, then any sane doctor to throw it in psihušku on forced treatment. And, secondly, it seemed that, even if it's okay and failed, and it simply appoint any day the city vorotily, learning that she was treated for, be sure to take advantage of the situation, to put away her in bol?ni?ku, recognizing incapable for the rest of her life: a gumannee than kill.
      Week, then another, third, and it was in this closed kol?cevorote madness and fear, unable to stop it. Veronica eventually lost to time.
      Only occasionally it home to the grocery store on a street for fear of getting caught zvonivšim at the door. Nobody called Veronica Itself and not answering phone calls. It was more and more similar to pomešannuØ. It has nothing was waiting even forgetting why she began to plan business when repeated the next wave of attack, and this became similar to unmotivated paranoid syndrome, once started, and now, samovozbu?davšijsÁ, repeated again and again.
      When she once again end products, shop, she walked cranny apartments, trying to find some nibud exhausted, just to not go back on the street. Whenever it finds something.
      The last thing Veronica managed to find and to eat, they dorogu?ie candy, which she bought before new year and nasypala in Chinese porcelain vase in the Hall, later forgetting about them, and several bottles of champagne, priprÁtannyh for curtain from loose already order course pine that she drank as Compote cups.
      Before this it the same import dry sausage, canned anasami and other delicacies discovered in the closet.
      Normal, human food such as milk, potatoes, bread, bacon, which Veronica always chose any exotica as any normal Ukrainka, born in hlebosol?nom, were now for her some luxury, because, as she thought, go for it in the shop, leaving their homes, was tantamount to cross the front line during firing.
      However, it so happened that hunger, despite its fierce resistance, once again drove it into the store.
      Veronica has opened the door and saw on Paul falls some klo?Êk.
      She raised it was read.
      It was a note from stating that eye, ordered and paid for her husband, long received. The master came several times, but nobody can take at home. Phone in an apartment is not responding. And because it leaves just in case this note because he is not going to more ottaptyvat? yourself feet, and requests the host contact them when they appear at home, and assign the time to install Eyespot.
      Veronica returned to the apartment and she note several times, trying to understand its content.
      Finally something to something. She was excited by. Now it will be able to see who did all this time nazvanivet her at the door. And then it will become clear whether fear visitor or not.
      Veronica herself to the phone, scored number workshop and agreed with the wizard on the setup of the imported miracle.
      Now she had to bring myself and House now Lair, in order. She rejoices; therefore, threw herself clean up came finally out of madness.

Chapter 28.

      An infinite world tour of Veronica lasted from some far even without races in Moscow. It is not, when there was.
      Veronica just "otgulÁla" one very rich client on exotic Maldives and the plan was to fly the next day on Madagascar, when suddenly Said said:
      -Tomorrow to fly in Moscow!
      -How to?! -wonder Veronica.
      Although She understood that so endlessly continue cannot, already half, since it was the last time was boarding for a flight to Russia, but it is hoped that this last a bit longer. How? She thought about it! It does nothing was the last few months. Changed the country resorts, barbers, make-up designers, customers. And only one was invariably: she and celebration of life that surrounds it on all sides independently on anything.
      -How to?! Silently! Saeed was nemnogosloven. He also didn't want to discontinue flights from one luxury resort to another and return to the dismal and endlessly besprosvetnuØ Russia.
      Evening Veronica slowly and even something as reluctantly return to Russia, in Moscow, in "space", she had no desire to collect things's that morning departed wealthy client when entered Said. With him was make-up.
      -An hour waiting for you to dinner in the restaurant! He said and his brilliant-cut diamonds.
      Veronica said: for whom she was Primp? but an hour waiting for him in a room harvested and executed as usual, with the client.
      Saeed went behind it, was it to taxi, and after a couple of minutes they've sat next to the restaurant in a tropical style.
      Table was elegant and expensive served.
      -Who are waiting for? -asked Veronica.
      -Anyone! -responded Said. I round!
      -You've got one promenade? -wonder Veronica so sincerely, untamed and funny that in her words have passed through censorial obstacles some famil?Árnost? and playfulness, obezoru?ivavšaÁ her severe guard. It was Frank flirting.
      Said categorically denied "mother" sleep with Veronica, because such a link, even once admitted them, led to his automatic disqualification, as a security guard, and it should be replaced by another. He could use any third-party prostitutes, as it were, but not to enter into intimate relations with that which was supposed to protect.
      Veronica thought and richly laid table confirmed this, that Sayid somehow decided to break this cornerstone, pillar basis of his work. It was amazing and strange! Veronica too well managed to examine Said not to suspect something, any catch here!
      But in the head with her vskru?ennuØ pretty Valediction evening, sparkling red wine already error šalovlivaÁ thought that navÁzyvala it this behavior.
      Although somewhere heart she still was obi?ena on this case and even nedolØblivala it months joint journey in his permanent company as primirili it with his perception of the guard, and it farther, the calmer and uravnovešenee referred to this person.
      And suddenly, nor from nowhere she decided to have sex with Said at will wishing this from the heart, really, because a normal guy who does not have to care how sexually unchaste sister-sidelke, seeking at least elementary sostarivšegosÁ boy trÊhminutnogo "a standpipe, after Bitlera probably has not been.
      The idea that tonight to posh sex, Veronica inspired and made to a new demonstration of desire. After all, this was not its problem, Said her "mother" of such a definitive ban do.
      Veronica knew how Said their place her guard cherish, so such a move on his part nastora?ival.
      -Why we return? -asked Veronica.
      She knew that "MOM" cost big money and many hassle to organize its departure from Russia on false arrival and must have happened something extraordinary, if Veronica had once again mel?tešit? before the border.
      Sayid did not respond by continuing to slowly there and look around, admiring the beauty of tropical nature.
      Veronica saw that it is concerned, rather upset, maybe wants to say this, but could not.
      Finally, when already dinner end, guard razgovorilsÁ.
      -This is due to me-only and he said.
      Saeed and podlival her red sparkling wine, but himself never drank.
      -Why because you?! -wonder Veronica.
      -Russia leads the war in the Caucasus, in my house, Grozny in ruins, said chechenets Veronica something I heard on the edge of the ear, but it was so far away from her life, her wonder one iota. We're fighting for the freedom of their land! That failed to make Hitler, happened now. Sooner or later, it still had to happen! You cannot indefinitely people in line! Moreover, Russia! If I recall correctly intuition, she left to exist as a State. Soon on its place there will be a dozen of small countries. And we were the first who positioned from the impersokgo Monster!
      Veronica listened without much interest. In a speech Said skvozili some mythical, promotional notes and any propaganda it simply does not perevarivala. Moreover, all this it not concerned. If her this country needs let himself though zavoØetsÁ! What her case to the Russia! Perhaps if you could choose the country in which to live, this country would not even in the first hundred.
      And you will you go to the Caucasus?! -asked Veronica.
      Saeed funny shrugged.
      Are all solve the man who will arrive in Moscow tomorrow! -"he replied.
      But read it this reply Veronica in the eyes of the case, which he otvÊl aside. It suddenly noticed that it's not like he just afraid that it would be at war, and from less prosperous Moscow will fight against Russian tanks, guns and helicopters. Of course, ride with a girl on the Hilton resorts in costume, rasšitom gold, placket, carefully and strictly decorated with precious stones, rubies and emeralds, diplomat, full of diamonds, much nicer than run on forests with Kalašnikovym blazing or Stinger on the shoulder, dirty, with nebritoj beard, portraying themselves as vahhabita.
      Veronica salesman smiled.
      It vpomnila that I saw on the road to Moscow: not the State, and ruins. And this was everywhere, throughout Russia, to the Moscow! Do not become same specially, her travel, bringing along the road destruction!
      "The beggar country, some ashes of Empire, a parody of power, could even with someone fight?! -wonder it. People it heavily in shit, zahlebnÊtsÁ, and generals all fight! Well, well! See gunpowder in one place is not finished! "
      So let it be destroyed, the Russia!
      This country hasn't had for her no value! It is not meant for her anything! Moreover, after what she saw, we visited the entire world! Russia was now her dismal berlogoj Russian bear, which sat in Moscow and stra?al from the surrounding lands, to where was his paws, prišibaÁ people, already poludohlyj, used to his dubinje and stick so that kindly, conscience could do only one thing-drink drÁnnuØ ruskuØ vodka. She saw her just one times to see it, when it carried on a machine that it people: as captives themselves in slavery, are being tortured-do not live. But here's what now there had to be returned, it does not satisfy.
      -But could someone send you a replacement! -challenge to Veronica.
      Saeed shook his head.
      -"Mama" can no longer you to anyone except me, trusted-razotkrovenni?alsÁ it. And it's not just because you are beautiful, and hardly anyone will stand as long as I am against thine enchantments. Say, you know how much effort is put me to not to plant you his d?igita!
      -Well, I look, today you decided to change this rule? -coquettishly asked Veronica. She knew that, when well behaved man already couldn't resist against its networks: it already.
      -In addition to continued Said, as if not noticing Frank koketstva, you saddlary brillikov and other stuff lÁmov five will pull! Who will stand temptation to one day do not send "mother" and did not go with you in the race ...
      -Well, but you? -asked Veronica. In fact, why did you not soblazniš?sÁ this? Me under the mouse, and "mother" on its side? Money enough to us for the rest of her life!
      Veronika otpila of glass made a small SIP of Red sparkling wine, playfully looking at Said: she could already order nabralas? and is about to start carry some drivel. Saeed went forward.
      -Why have you decided you?! -cunningly so?urivšis?, pronounced it like dagger on heart polosnul. -Do you think that I have not enough brain dump everything you cash out brilliki from one necklace, believe that even this enough, and most come with a suitcase to "mother" and say that you're pustilas?.
      -But where? -asked Veronica, but she already knew the answer.
      Sayid made eloquent gesture on the methods used were:
      -In flow-where else?! And believe me, that this version know not only am I! Therefore, "Mama" and sends you me! Another such as I her!
      Veronica a little orobela, when her guess coincided with response said, but asked:
      But why she so you trust?!
      -A lot of you will know-bad shalt sleep! -responded Said. You graduated from?!
      That he can't wait to get into a number of Veronica. Guess it or not, but it too was not opposed to it, finally, horošene?ko, serdtyj, prodral healthy full force in ?reslah, discreet, but dorvalsÁ-hang on, Said.
      However, she pulls time. Maybe because it suddenly becomes thought it last evening in her life on World resorts, where rest millionaires, and now her again dives in the shit. And because Veronica wanted now longer sit beneath this tropical skies, remember how should this warm evening, then, in the cold and grey Russia remembering this lovely corner.
      -You can reply me on one question? -She asked have said.
      -Well, ask! -agreed to that.
      -How many work on me, if you know of course?!
      Saeed uhmyl?nulsÁ:
      -Why you?!
      -Well, we have with "mother" was persuasion that she let me when earns me a million dollars. And behold, I am interested in: I have already completed this amount or not?! in the eyes of Veronica navernulas? large, but buying a tear. It again became a slave that sex-vy?imali as lemon to her life on her health, on her body to earn, Mr. basnoslovnoe State.
      Saeed was silent, but Veronica negate it now its smallest, Stange Teardrop eye, which, like knives, sparkled drops her pain. And it's strong and merciless chechenets Schatten fluctuations can cut throat to anyone unless it becomes necessary, could not resist against these barely noticeable, ascetic, as men, but bitter, bitter tears gor?ee the young, fabulous beauty of women, maybe your position which was next to any Regal special, in the throne room, but the fate and "Mama" identified it in prostitutes, albeit superdorogie, living in apartments and luxury like Royal, but still selling women who like heaven from the Earth, of noble blood.
      -I think Yes! he quietly uttered.
      And she let me?! with the outbreak of suddenly these drops of tears, trembling in her eyes, hope, like vzmolilas?, asked Veronica.
      I don't know-shook his head Said. -Tomorrow she ask itself! Wait long!
      Suddenly remembered something why Veronica it threw first heat.
      She couldn't understand why she so is uneasily today was the morning on the soul, so bad and only now it vpomnila that today was anniversary since it was her husband.
      Veronica some wine in wine glasses and Saida and invited:
      -Davavj drink, Said!
      -Not-not-not! -zamahal the ball. -I don't drink, more so with the woman. Want-Pei, I haven't I stand!
      -..not ?okaÁs?! -continued Veronica, now tears rolled on her person already two creeks, and it might not stop them.
      Saeed prick up his ears.
      -What are you? -ointeresovalsÁ he u?astlivo.
      -I have said, the year, as was my husband! -recited the Veronica.
      She barely able to restrain sobbing by that suddenly like proralis? outwards from somewhere from the depths of its eruption of feelings.
      Said a little pokelabalsÁ, then raised a glass and asked:
      -Who he have you been?
      -He was ... He was a mobster, Said! Gangster!
      -And-a-a! -handed Mountaineer. -Well, it may he rest in peace!
      After Veronica felt that grief just razvezlo. It suddenly po?uvtsovala such a dirty, petty, selling potaskuhoj that no worthy was no forgiveness, no self-pity.
      -What I dirty! -starts to sob; Veronica already openly golosÁ so that the few poetiteli restaurant, leading to their table
      -So! Everything! Gone away! Saeed took up her under the mouse and sailed from bungalows, making all characters that all normal girl perebrala.
      Morning Veronica woke up against usages dressed in a huge bed suites from what someone here. She turned around and saw said.
      -That we had yesterday with you? Veronica asked, but the guard has already become the same harsh and impregnable Said, not that she had seen yesterday in a restaurant. -That we had yesterday with you?! -repeated question it, allowing famil?Árnost?, which Said hated.
      -Anything! Finally he replied. -I don't like drunken women! Even very beautiful! The more you yesterday was skorbnaÁ date!
      Yes, you throw away! Veronica tried to catch a wave yesterday in his nastronii, but it was useless.
      We have two hours later, the plane! Drives in order! -only and replied he hid behind door number.
      Appeared hairdresser and make-up, and Veronica realized that delay departure, which she expected to day linger in this tropical paradise, will not.
      Moscow was an early winter, their light Frost and snowfall were.
      Veronica withdrew from the ladder, e?as? and ?urÁs? from large snowflakes, and norovili zaporhnut? her under the eyelashes.
      It even believe that morning she bathed here in a tropical air, in the hot sun. "Well, Malvina! Tale ended, that's your dusty ?ulan?ik! "said itself Veronica.
      "Mama" met her as something cool. Veronica even surprised because, after a long separation otpuskala in her address peculiar -which although and korobili, but gave know what it it breathes uneven. And here it seems to not notice her, only skol?znuv it steel look. She ordered the hotel guard to hold her in the room.
      Veronica again closed from the outside as if it did not become even the sex Queen. KotoraÁÁ brought "MOM" millions of dollars in revenue for the six months of its work! It was outrageous! It has a completely different meeting! Yes, "Mama" was her hands wearing! And her locked in the blank, kazÊnnom gstini?nom room, not even where she lived.
      Veronica wanted to start tarabanit? of outrage at the door and require an audience with the "mother", but then peredumala, having decided that morning pm mudrennee, passed to the window and ustavilas? at night in Moscow. In this city that nothing has changed during her thought! As has already been nowhere and not leave it!
      The door was unlocked and number came in Vika. Veronica felt suddenly as missed a friend and flows westward to it. Vika also attempted it.
      -Listen! Mother! -raised it in the air as pušinku, Vika. -Well, you're free! You where something?! Where it disappeared?! Wow! The bus with the horizon as the ship of the pier! I too got lost!
      It has embraced, Veronica pri?imala to itself so that almost kissed in razdavila, ?Êki, in the neck, lips, and the sosku?ivšuØsÁ dvornÁgu which licks in rushes of boundless joy zaplutavšuØ ' mistress.
      When joy and emotion a little subsided, ongi climbed on the bed.
      After luxury hotels where Veronica was recently, "Cosmos" seemed to her by sovkovski kazÊnnoj and even similar to the Chamber.
      She told Vike which countries which exotic resorts visited Ta listened, oglÁdyvaÁ it from head to foot and continually attracting and then concluded:
      -Well, all ot?ezdilas? you!
      -Why? -expressed surprise and frightened Veronica.
      -The war well! -po?ala pl?ami Vika. -Everything is changing! Saeed is likely to be deprived in Chechnya! Tomorrow will come some their important voenna?al?nik, Shamil name! Bearded, evil, Devil, say! Will the Chechen diaspora gather here, in the "space" to a meeting! Many will fight. So that you maintain in your world tour will be there!
      Da me and do not need to, I was accompanied by! Veronica replied.
      -How so? -wonder Vika. MOM you free bread releases!
      -Yes I am generally deal with it! -joyfully told Veronica.
      -What? -wonder Vika, she was ignorant about Treaty it with the "mother".
      I worked for lemon Green! Now I'm available! -smiled Veronica, itself not believing his happiness. -Home go!
      Vika staring at it for some time ošarašeno, aiming to openly recognize the meaning of its words.
      -HA! Mother! -zasmeÁlas? finally it so that Veronica. -You "mother" bad know! Razme?talas? to be released! How did!
      -But I've got a contract with it was! Veronica felt alarm at heart.
      -Yes it has put on this Treaty know what?! You say!
      All night Veronica couldn't sleep. She didn't want to believe according to wiki. In fact Said told her that she had a million dollars. Now "Mama" was her release. But something podskazyvalo her that it in fact does not devalue.
      The next day guard, a young Chechen, sailed in restaurant for breakfast.
      Nobody now not do her hairdress and choose what to put on the way out, and Veronica realized that she now is.
      With a had a few things: only an recently on sunny beaches, where there was always summer-open dresses and blouses, short Øbo?ki and sarafan?iki. The rest of the wardrobe at otlÊte at Resorts left away in a hotel, and now it somewhere.
      Veronica has decided to impose the most humble of makeup and dress the longest and closed, it was with them. However, the most appropriate and desirable thing she dreamed-ordinary women's Bras, find it. Now she agreed was put even knickers and let it all looked like the Douro: her career superprostitutki, Yes, in General, prostitutes ended-decided to Veronica and she no longer wanted to walk to staircases men by opening the mouths of the zadirali head and pÁlilis? bottom it Podol. "With me enough!"-evil thought it.
      -Listen, me with "mother" should meet, she told the guard when they came out of the room.
      She once said, a Chechen boy, almost a teenager.
      -Well, please spend me to it! -became his Veronica.
      -It now at Assembly is present in the concert hall, will not be able to speak with you, said guard. -It is not up to you!
      He spoke as if was dedicated to all the "mother 's" case and knew what to whom it now is, and what and who is not. However, Veronica was persevering and eventually got to withdraw her boy.
      After breakfast, they went through a Hall in the right wing of the hotel, and ended up in front of the door in the concert hall. Veronica care to not make noise revealed a door and looked inside.
      In a brightly illuminated scene was a bearded man dressed in camouflage, good podognannuØ in his podtÁnutoj shape and high Army combat boot. He proha?ivalsÁ on stage, vigorously pantomimes and something. Hall where all seats were occupied by men, was packed. All listened to him. Silence Was grobovaÁ, in which the voice of men arose as buzz mountain stream.
      Light from the slot door ajar Veronica broke from corridor inside huge polutÊmnogo. Bearded man interrupted his speech and threw a sabel?nyj look Guerin.
      It opešila. This sight, it seemed, broke into her to the bones, read everything into it and all its entity for a moment. He is shot by her on the spot.
      However, Veronica Belarusian needed a "mother", and the.
      Boy-guard came next and closed the door.
      Veronica thought that the incident was exhausted, but bearded chechenets on stage continued to remain silent and look at her sharp as blade, re?a?im, eagle eye.
      -Display the woman from the audience! Finally he hand up into the air.
      Guard in fright edged back into the vestibØl?nyj corridor and pulled a Veronica seizing her bare hand.
      -There's also some men! -one Veronica, perepugannomu teenager.
      -It there, not in the room, behind the scenes! said he would pull its continuing corridor away from the concert hall. I said that it was not up to you!

Chapter 29.

      Veronica woke up from his delirium. The smallest and insignificant event: the imminent installation of Japanese everything suddenly led her to normal.
      Well, now that she will be able to watch who natren?kivaet her door, Veronica will no longer be afraid of the unknown. She's still didn't know that when the caller, but was confident that everything goes differently.
      After the call in the workshop she TV and suddenly horrified to learn that already passed almost whole January.
      The whole week she pribiralas? in the House, resulted in the order itself, waiting for the arrival of the wizard as a gentleman. It has resulted in a tidy apartment turned during her madness in this Lair, vyvolokla and spustila in the whole mountain of garbage chute, pomyla floors, dust everywhere, vyterla propylesosila, short, pribralas? as if it were expecting certain important guests.
      She no longer had any plans. She was now one plan: put import miracle eye-and everything goes in a different way, then it will start to act will truly live!
      It away all my old cosmetics, which izrisovyvala in fits of madness your naked body, this anomalous, napominavšem nightmare period of life. Then, a phone, met with his friend setevi?koj and gained her a bag of another, completely unknown to her make-up to bring into your life new Jet sensations and oasstat?sÁ.
      Now Veronica waited for the wizard. All week master was busy on some other sites, and they agreed on today. He was twelve. And she sat as on pins and needles in the hallway, and poglÁdyvaÁ on electronic watches over the entrance to the kitchen.
      Installing and configuring everything as promised her master, should not take more than an hour. And then, Veronica felt it, it will be very different, s?atlivaÁ life. Everything goes as expected!
      Yes everything has already been differently!
      This week, that took place after the call in for service, her life suddenly changed. It ceased to plan some stupid and calls, and just decided to do an environment of her life.
      Primarily it was a source of income, and Veronica decided to hand over its first two apartments, and later Hippo. It hoped that agree with his parents to live with them for some time. Then, perhaps, will someone married out everything naladit?sÁ!
      The day after this important event in her life, call in for service, Veronica flowed to the editor of the newspaper and has a paid ad in the center of the city, near the Playhouse rent luxury apartment overlooking the psel River price.
      Now it every day, a phone and assigning time, come watch apartments. Since the meeting in advance specifying and emails not hidden from sight eye, Veronica safely opened the door and PivotChart look flat.
      People watched everything they liked, but then left, vowing to still call back. Veronica couldn't understand why no one wants to vselÁt?sÁ: price it appointed even lower than on such premises in the district. However, it is not doubt that sooner or later be hiring first my apartment, and then help kartiroj Hippo: there anyway, with documents, for Veronica this subject was taboo, so far not come after the monthly samoistÁzanij. Once it had already tried to plan the solution paper issues with the property and not wanted to pursue, in the vÁkom case, soon.
      "Maybe next time-is,-talked it, get acquainted with some Øristikom, and everything will of course!"
      Another remarkable Happened obytie that zainetersovalo Veronica was now fully converted by her attention.
      The other day, and now she became emboldened to go into the city, she met school priÁtel?nicu. Ta zata?ila it in the CafÈ, telling her to Veronique is an interesting proposal.
      -Come join fly in China, for šmotkami! -ugostiv her expensive coffee, invited my friend has. I place on the market of commercial otkupleno! Would end task for trading. I am now one and sell, and rags flyer! So far I-place are idle and rent ticks. But even so business I prÊt! Huge thousand percent on procurement cost! Imagine?!
      I don't know! -doubt smile pleasant meeting, Veronica.
      Actually it so only Lenke proved myself something was excited by this proposal, all decided and agreed.
      Is now the most! -argued her girlfriend, and Veronica was with her soul agrees because felt that it just needed a breath of fresh air, new experiences, but still made the kind that still persists. -Godok poletaem, and the apartment save!
      Veronica jubilant: "Is, here it is, what is life. Vaughn, girl! Itself in China flies-not boit?sÁ! Is there there tarit?sÁ šmotkami-hand already Nabila, probably not without cones! Here the trade keeps! And spat at all with high Bell Tower! And I somehow than worse?! Yes and went all blatnoy on are you asking me?! "
      Yes I have a flat! -She laughed gaily, suddenly dropping all restrictions and fetters fears, concerns and insinuations, as if okunulas? in another life, forget about everything, Veronica.
      -Well, then so much more! -was trying to convince her Lencas. Machine then abrupt buy!
      -Yes don't want I machine! -uprÁmilas? in reply Veronica.
      -What do you want?! -Lenka zlilas?, not realizing that isn't in it down by motives. It and know what it was that Veronica just prikalyvaetsÁ on her and himself, op?Ánev from an ordinary conversation footling completely theme.
      In fact, how cool it was funny how Lencas, somewhere fly, something to buy, sell, tries to be itself mistress. And really, more and save more on it!
      Da live quietly want! "Veronica. Lenka not realised the answer but Veronica exactly and had given that live-it means something lÊtat?, constantly somewhere abroad something tarit?sÁ and catch up with nobody can. -To leave none!
      -What you someone touches? -wonder girlfriend, slightly nastoro?ivšis?: pro-life Veronica she hardly ever knew: school no see.
      -Yes, no! -motnula head Veronica.
      -Listen, throw you think! -Lenca was offensive. -Come! You don't want to fly? Will the market trading, as I will wander about in China! Income-in half! But minus expenses! Goes?
      It has been seen that Lenke just Belarusian need kompan?onša, and Veronica is pleasing, and zabavlÁlo. It seemed interesting promised something new, fresh breath of life, new, pleasant impressions.
      -How there? In China? Veronica suddenly razme?talas?, and it suddenly became so good that it has already taken on the plane ticket, and tomorrow it will be somewhere far, far away from here, thousands of miles away from their sorrows and concerns from neopredellÊnnosti and madness of hopelessness.
      -Listen! -Lenka vsplesnula, obradoavšis?, sobesednicu hooked, and now has a new argument in favour of cooperation. -China is Super! There's even now! Imagine?! You can before the week at sea tarit?sÁ sgonÁt?, an island ... HajnÁn?, for example! Oh, how cool! Oh, there! Girlfriend, you do not understand how wonderfully! Will go-obaldeeš?! Promise!
      Veronica already wanted straight Sachs falling umotat? this HajnÁn?! It provided a yellow peso?ek, on which splashes gentle turquoise sea, Green Palm trees, warm tropical wind, nice ovevaØ?ij body and belonged to the vzvizgnula delight.
      Lenka ošarašenno looked on it:
      -You?!
      -Oh no! -skonfuzilas? Veronica. -Remembered something! While you're itself something at sea she?! His?!
      -No! Once! Need to train tarit?sÁ! There the sea! -Lenka pogrustnela, but immediately recovered. -Had been I kompan?onša, such as you will be s?ezdila! Well, what?! Agree?!
      -Yes I can't! Veronica zauprÁmilas?, nabivala price, watching what serious pustitsÁ still Lenka to zahomutat?. It was funny, Lenke unclear.
      The zlilas?:
      In durÊha! Yes all at first did not know! I'll teach you! Secrets of some talk so vlipla where! Percentage you good ladies! Isn't life as well?!
      Finally, Veronica has decided to stop by Lenku. Itself-it is already long ago all agreed but made began to think, not looked giddy and skorospelym.
      In her position, perhaps it was the best of all, what could it expected. She even felt at heart a delight, okrylÊnnost?, as it offered no kompan?onšej be torgaški at the flea market, and the Princess in the tridevÁtom Kingdom.
      In order not to extradite its joy from her friend 's, Veronica promised:
      -Well, girlfriend, I think, then you'll call back!
      -Only long think not! -warned her school girlfriend. -Me kompan?onša need, well, or at least, the seller in the market, if you don't want to fly for good! You would I gladly took!
      They parted, and She went home glad that everything in her life are voted as something new and different.
      All previous fears her long subsided. A forgotten about what it found in Moscow. Yes and wanted anyway?! Yes, and where the Moscow?! For one thousand kilometers! Now it's even another State!
      The "guest"! Who it was that this "guest"?! He had already izgladilsÁ from her maiden memory! How long ago it was! For a long time! He went to Moscow, Oh and went! Yes, in General, no guest! All this she dreamed! It was her bad sleep! However, sometimes funny!
      "How long have I guy something?!"-suddenly surprised Veronica spade: if it is, then it really will be different.
      Well, on are you asking me?, these bonzes, power brokers! She didn't know about. Yes and no one wants to know! No, it never will be! Reopen the apartment of the father on mother-and it wasn't guessed this do? -and will to live a comfortable life!
      Moscow nightmares, Petr-everything was in the past.
      Its pretty cozy native white stone city surrounds it now from all sides, and like a caring father nala?il its existence. Now it's even China naklÊvyvalsÁ, long-distance, warm, interesting country!
      "The main thing is not to go to blatnym!"-decided to Veronica.
      Indeed, why it is polymÁ head something tried to sunut?? Right away it was Sasha and listen! Yes and Highlight the contact is not worth it to go! Little did anyone about it could trepanut?!
      Moscow Veronica reminisces now only sometimes, but shudder internally as ill parents. She even couldn't understand why this huge, resplendent, fashionable in some and similar to the most up-to-date, otstojnuØ trash in the world in other places in the city, with some unintelligible her dreamy envy thought many of her friends called her now disgusted.
      Before she did not know what is this Moscow. To travel with Behemoth she even never was in it. Yes, and did not want to ever visit, and now own wishes.
      Week broke suddenly as one day.
      Finally, at the appointed time Wizard opens. He privolok with a small suitcase with drill and other istrumentami, some testers, oscilografom and other drebeden?Ø in which Veronica something and not these fonts be.
      -Through eternity ready will be the mistress! -assured Installer.
      A minute later he was vysverlival from the front door of the old eye opened its it wide.
      The entrance was cold and apartment zaduvalo studÊnym air. Veronica indecently.
      Awng decided to cook and serve them dÁden?ku it why something like.
      He did his thing: vozilsÁ with open the door, nahvalivaÁ its quality.
      The door and in fact was excellent: German technology, armored, protivovzlomnaÁ-grenade not snesÊš?.
      Master told something in between to work was not so boring about some funny incidents from work, and Veronica's was a spacious apartment corridor, maintain a conversation, and then returned to the kitchen to the plate on which is was to approach the kipeniØ coffee pot.
      -Mistress to you what young people! -donÊssÁ from corridor voice Wizard.
      -Now over! -Veronica came svarilsÁ coffee, foam polezla outwards and she hastily withdrew Turku.
      Vyterev plate from Brown klÁks, it came out into the hallway.
      -Who I asked? -asked it of the wizard.
      -And won! He waved his hand at-site.
      On the stairwell stood two strictly, but tastefully dressed men where Veronica immediately recognized the Caucasians. They were standing on the stairs, one side of the entrance door and looked pretty well and even respectable, with style. To expect her were long leather black cloaks, silk white scarves, strict dark suits and white shirts-rastÊgnutymi kosovorotkami, with several top buttons. Their pristalnyj, steel, cold, half-hearted to its fate sight said Veronica.
      The Veronica something Êknulo chest, heart took in heels. The first thing she wanted to do is to quit, to hide inside the apartment. But the wizard mounted equipment. Widely opened its doors, he vozilsÁ, something when mounting on rods cant her steel boxes.
      Men stood and watched it, as if waiting for something.
      Veronica, hoping for a miracle that it's just regular lodgers-in fact a huge apartment in the city centre, next to dramteatrom, with stunning views over the River, 5 minutes ' walk from all kinds of amenities is expensive, and, in principle, only individuals and was, afford to shoot her, wanted, trying to cope with their emotions and not lose the presence of the spirit:
      -You for the announcement!
      -According to the announcement! -answered that was closer to the door.
      He was a rising above, older and somehow richer their comrades.
      Veronica was alarming, it was like it all became shatter quiver.
      -Well, pass! She motioned invited standing in a corridor flats, trying to cope with his excitement.
      By uninvited guests unceremoniously vvalilis?, slightly ottolknuv Wizard from the door. He looked back at them, but was silent, pretending that nothing has happened.
      Men in razvalo?ku, slowly marched in the corridor, oglÁdyvaÁ luxury repair. They do not have shoes, and walked straight into them, leaving dirty footprints from the street on expensive Finnish arena. Veronica immediately noted this fact against his assumption that it can be made. However, several pairs of there for the announcement and prior to that, too, not like razuvat?sÁ, even when she asked them about this.
      -Whose such Chungking will? -asked one coming, the towers, older and posolidnee when they were at the end of the corridor, in front of the spacious kitchen. Your what?!
      Yes, you! -sovrala Veronika, an it alone. -I prismatrivaØ easy!
      -Well, and Chungking something whose?! -again asked that.
      Caucasians returned corridor back and directly as were in the shoe, pla?ah, became a huge room apartments, sat on a sofa, lying in the middle of the room, razvalivšis? in it both at home, brazen and unceremoniously.
      The one that talked with her, threw one arm to the side, putting it on the broad back CanapÈ. The second hand he still kept in ko?annom his cloak. Other villages as something too, on their knees.
      Men sat and watched Guerin, as if waiting from her any questions.
      -I'll let you listen! the girl said, realizing that can last a long time-guests have not rushed.
      He kept his hand in a cloak, pulled her out of the pockets. In it he kept the gun with a silencer.
      -All monkey! He said Veronica, not even by changing the tone of voice. -We are for you!
      Doubt it. Veronica realized that they were "Czechs" from Moscow. Veronica didn't know what to do. Caucasians quietly sitting in front of it.
      The room is reading the wizard. Caucausian, noting his approach corridor, hid under the floor of the trunk and Guba cloak.
      -Well, hostess, I installed! He said, were also soobra?aÁ that fit in some important conversation. -You are now in complete safety!
      -AHA! -confusedly recited the Veronica.
      In fact it all wanted to rush to the unknown man yelling "Guard! Save! "hide behind him, to leave with him from the apartment. But she continued to stand, biting himself from impulsive action. Veronica understood that the only substitutes an innocent person, and it is likely to pristrelÁt directly from her eyes. So she kept its impulse.
      -Want to see how work?! -asked master.
      She then looks! -interrupted his caucausian, the older. -Goodbye!
      -Goodbye! -heartedly waved from corridor through the door master how to everyone in the room.
      He wanted to say something else, can request to be paid, but the tone kavkazca spoke for itself.
      -Goodbye! from vylavila Veronica.
      Master of rasšarkalsÁ and has left.
      -Well, what are standing somewhere?! -again asked caucausian with a gun. -All alive! And so will you go!
      After ten minutes Veronica accompanied by Caucasians descended.
      At the entrance in front of the House stood black šestisotyj Mercedes with Moscow. Tinted his glasses in front doors were half are omitted, and that sitting in front of the driver and still someone close, in the passenger seat.
      Veronica witnessed all convulsed. She thought that she would lose consciousness. She wanted to rush nautÊk, but she understood that its gonna get us immediately.
      One of the Caucasians, the pomolo?e, opened the back door and climbed up inside. Second, the one that constantly talked and now walked behind her back, slightly pushed elbow Veronica forward, to the open door, how would you invite to sit in the car:
      -Go!
      "Dear Mama! Save! "-impacted cry inside, in the heart of Veronica explosion when she, nagnuvšis?, prolezla inside expensive limousine.
      Caucausian who it behind his back, followed it. And now she is sandwiched between the kavkazcami from both sides of the spacious Mercedes.
      The person on the front seat beside the driver man, in which Veronica immediately learned said, turned around in the salon and asked, looking her eyes his gaze: sverdÁ?im
      -Well, that a hitch, dobegalas??!
      Veronica couldn't nothing priznesti. From fear she simply onemela as proglotiv from fear language.
      However, caucausian and not waited for a response from it. He turned around and something "gurknul" driver.
      Machine set out on the Canal from the yard and into the street, then to the prospect.
      Veronica finely convulsed by fear and watched for tinted Windows softly running car, as if not notices what really matters -- Yam and uhabin bad repaired road, quickly pronosÁt?sÁ ago snow-white quarters of her city.
      Soon Mercedes jumped out to a broad, as Avenue kurskuØ Street, and in ten minutes left the city.
      Veronica sat nor is alive or dead. Caucasians about something exchanged words.
      In half an hour car stopped on PPC, temporarily obozna?avšem demarcation line Russian-Ukrainian border. Inside looking pointsman policeman. Veronica wanted to shout, to call for help, but Creek and stuck in my throat.
      Mercedes crossed any line, and ended up on the territory of Russia.
      To the Moscow noone say a word or words.

Chapter 30.

      "Mama" itself called Veronica after lunch. The same boy-chechenets otvÊl it to her in the sauna.
      "Do everything on new?!"-wonder Veronica when noticed where it leads.
      She did not agree to everything in her life has been made, like de ?avØ.
      "Mama", as before, sat after swimming naked, slightly under towel, pletÊnom armchair. The second was unoccupied, as if designed for it.
      Guards now had three fewer, and all of them, how to pick, were young Chechens, almost teenagers, brand new. Next to the "from" armchair still helpfully stood waiter.
      -Join us! -requested it in Veronica, not even ...you showing short gesture at the empty place.
      Between the tables, as before, stood a laid Ávstvami table with decanter red wine and three fu?erami.
      Apparently "MOM" thought that Veronica now skinet their summer sundress, in which only one was too buff as before, usÁdet?sÁ in a Chair or swim in the pool.
      Veronica was outraged. She took off her clothes and plØhnulas? in a Chair was in sarafane, with anger and looking at the "mother" pyša?im from indignation gaze.
      "Mama" ceased to have looked at Veronica making pause.
      We have that, riot?! -asked she, as a fireman with gidrantom, baluØ?egosÁ or have matches.
      -I had a million! -without prefaces the Veronica, she is so oprotivelo all around, that it was not convened more linger in "space", in Moscow, not a minute, and if its now released, agreed would be in one summer sarafane, without underwear, bras and BRA, walking, bending down even get home to Ukraine, hometown, your favorite apartment through severe cold and snowstorm, carstvovavšie around. -Drop me! This is all that I have you, Madam, please!
      She even agreed was that "MOM" is still called its LADA, only to be let go now, immediately! It has full right!
      "Mama" again began a meal. Threw the true head short gesture on napkins, and waiter metnulsÁ and filled two three-third red wine from grafina.
      -Who do you say? -asked "MOM" with surprise.
      Said! -squeezed lips and fists and Veronica.
      Said no! He rides in Chechnya tomorrow! replied "Mama".
      -But, nevertheless, he told me! -challenge to Veronica.
      "Mama" looked at it a long view of their pale blue fish eye.
      -Girl! Thou borzeeš?! She noted. Around the war and I-release!
      Veronika opešila from such would it for a minute even lost.
      -But here war?!
      -Well, as with what?! Force majeure! -"Mama" was some drivel.
      -I to this war, as well as to this country, no nothing! -exclaimed Veronica. She felt that she now will hysterics.
      -But I have! -challenge "Mama". -See how I contingent has changed! -obvela it around themselves hand showing boys-guards in black kostØm?ikah. -Directly GitlerØngerd some! Something does not Work with anyone!
      Veronica felt that it is now vzorvÊtsÁ.
      -But here I?! -not remembering she cried myself, and the first time made that wanted to do has long-have thrown the FougÕres with wine so that he, razbryzgivaÁ fan large round red drops of wine, went haywire through sauna and šlÊpnulsÁ in pool somewhere near the far edge of loud hrustnuv.
      MOM was appeased. It only has a glass eye and looked at the waiter, so he immediately came in motion and withdrew, apparently for a.
      -Is war! -sk?ala it as if there was no tricks by Veronica. We all help front! The Chechens no aircraft, helicopters and tanks to vstreti?sÁ with the Russians in a fair fight! So we buy them weapons that can resist these iron ?udi?am: "Stingery", grenade launchers! We have sacrificed in the name of freedom of the Chechen Republic!
      Veronica already wished that vspylila. She wanted to apologize, that sder?alas? and metnula FougÕres, but "Mama" haven't noticed this and apologize was how would not for that. Now she calmed down and decided to support a conversation, slightly obmÁknuv, realizing that nahrapom.
      -Explain to me, Madam! But here I?! She really wanted to understand now as "Mama" tries to bind it to this war. -I am not ?e?enka and Russian, I generally from another country!
      -And the world you who put?! -wonder "Mama". -You are that, by itself, be skating on international resorts, where from new Russians-will far not every-afford! And you all the summers for 6 months!
      -But I did worked! -one Veronica. It seemed that "Mama" she envies. -I worked on you! Ubla?ala money bags, not I, and you got the money!
      Mama prvodila view logged-waiter, prinÊsšego new FougÕres.
      -The lazy with me! -invited it looking like a waiter again fills wine glasses. -Say, LADA, which worked, she added a pensive. -Do you know much my girls are themselves on your site?
      Veronica nothing responded. She just didn't know than paint.
      Has it! -one "Mama", raising a glass of wine.
      The waiter reached one third of the new, Veronique, a wine glass, and she took it like a surrendered okon?atnel?no. Rebellion was suppressed, she again was "MOM".
      -But you promised! -the last Trump it threw Veronica, who was also nenadÊ?, as its arguments. -You said to me: my word solid! Save me a million-let go!
      "Mama" handed over to the side of Veronica FougÕres, Ta ?oknulas? with it.
      -For victory! -recited the toast "Mama", then made a pause, prigubiv glass. -Well done, podlovila! -uhmyl?nulas? it. -Well, I am collecting word not! It's really hard!
      -Well, then let me! -vzmolilas? Veronica.
      -The war! Force majeure! -again for his "mother".
      Veronica is silent, realizing that it would twist and so sÁk, but freedom and her mind. She wanted to cry, but kept.
      "Mama" drank wine and staring Guerin, trying to read her silence.
      -I will tell you how many you got me work?! -suddenly she asked.
      -Why?! -obre?Ênno asked Veronica, aware that "Mama" looking for excuses to his kovarstvu. -I have everything understood! Your Word-nothing!
      "Mama" was hardly sder?alas? by anger, and procedila:
      -You, LADA, me for not tro??! I'm in anger-beast! Better not zli!
      Veronica dreams got silent, and "Mama", a little poostyv, continued:
      You earned me only three hundred thousand dollars!
      -But Said said ...
      Malo that said said,-perebila her "mother". -He knows shaft, but costs. Yes, on the shaft of your Õkskortnyh services received even more than a million! You too sorry accountant I elsewhere sits, not in the hotel, of course, so I can't give you ledger! But I already, at a first glance you'll show the entire layout!
      "Mama" glass on the table and podalas? to Veronica so violently, as if they wanted her to hit that she unwittingly in horror.
      -Do you think, LADA?! barely biting anger continued "Mama". -Parimaher with you traveled, make-up, masseurs you served fashion dresses you sewn-all this for my account, huh?! -It pomatala in the face of afraid girls their thick forefinger. -Not-no! It for your account! I got it?!
      Veronika ispuganno was silent, opešiv from "maminoj".
      Saeed traveled with you, you safeguard your decorations around the world had a Criminalistic! -continued the "MOM". Also for my account, think?! No-no! -It hurts tknula chest Veronique because your index finger! And because less any overhead, you brought me income three hundred thousand Green! That's so here!
      Veronica wanted to cry of impotent rage. Attack bogged down and failed. She felt, as the last hope extricate ourselves from the "mother 's" claws leaves her.
      "Mama" some time silently enjoyed its victory, looking Festival as Veronica also suffering. Then went on to play apparently long pre-defined performance.
      -Willing to bargain? -asked it of Veronica, which sat, murdered "from" divorce. -Honest! Do. And I got behind! Honestly! The word give!
      Veronica sat as not listened to it. On šekam it had two jets bitter tears. She'd made now everything in the world, only that it released home.
      -You know, "MOM" came as far away. -Frankly, I also thought that with you, LADA do! Thought, thought! Well not vpisyvaeš?sÁ you more in my framework! Saeed leaves you and briliki I trust someone else can't! Simply there is no such person reliable as Said! Do you Scots, numbered ... to me, frankly, it's a pity towards you effort! You are a star! I brought up in superdevo?ku! And I just assume respect shall stop if you, the fruit of their efforts, local skormlØ šantrape! This is still what I myself under them leagu! Yes I better udavlØs?! And so, thought I thought! And simply! Conclude a transaction with you! Doing this and programmers with me finally! Home going!
      Veronica sitting still, as if not hearing "mother 's" razglagol?stvovanij.
      You are here today as the fate of u?uÁla, visited water Hall! -continued "Mama", noting that Veronica disquieting ears. -You yourself Shamil zaprimetil! You Liked him very much! He in women knew knows, believe me! It such beauty-! ...
      Veronica more nastora?ivalas?, tears stopped her flowing, and it now sat as vkopannaÁ. The heart of everything stronger kolotilos? Roth fear in her chest.
      In General, so! introducing "Mama". -Tomorrow going to Caucasus Sayed! Pobudeš? from Shamil WJP wait half a year, camp followers poezdeš?! And then Said you in Moscow ride will take you!
      -What's this WJP?! -not realized Veronica.
      -War battlefield wife, deciphered "Mama", how would a casual, continuing its primary thought. -Me Shamil for you business does, one million dollars! Back from your trip-ten percent! I'm nalikom and acquit you at your charming ... as them there? About! Sumi! Go?!
      Veronika spolzla with pletÊnogo chairs on the floor, as if dead. Podol sarafans climbed on her belly, uncover sight boys-Chechens unseen imim charms. It was crushed. It has not been more forces anything else as soon as podpolzti on all fours to MOM, vzbrat?sÁ to her knees and beg for a:
      -Release me, please!
      GruševidnaÁ popo?ka Veronika zla?no stuck out of the zadravšegosÁ main, confusing their tempting forms, its remarkable between lush muffins buttocks Brown Speck Õrogennoj zone around a small smor?ennoj dul?ki anus, its underlying peach sramnyh lips, obhvatyvaØ?ih with her magic rose of love, which attempts to break out of captivity of these guards, obramlÊnnyh narrow, neatly postri?ennymi like antennae near gusara, strips of hair. It seemed that the boys not okrepnuvših in the observations naked female body, now happens samoproizvol?naÁ ejaculation.
      In this minute door in sauna widely opened and it has come a bearded man who acted on stage. He was in a long robe mahrovom, which, probably, and went to the hotel.
      For a moment he measuring, evaluating even picture.
      The Act Popa Ukrainian beauties, he accidentally zaprimetil during his speech before the meeting, now watched their enticing glass directly on it.
      Shamil strongly moved around the pool seat "MOM", whose razygryvalas? some ladies drama.
      "Mama" noticed logged on and now staring at him as he comes close to him, but Veronica still passionately umalÁla her release, nothing noticing around.
      Vdurg she was scared. Someone strongly and powerfully took her by the hand and raised with Colin, as pušinku.
      Veronica turned around and saw the bearded dÁd?ku, who drove her from the room. The heart of its obmerlo from fear.
      Shamil turned it to yourself, easily he instinctively pri?avšiesÁ chest hands and one move ripped her sundress, having naked oslepitel?nuØ beauty of her body.
      Veronica nothing could say it's just not anticipated that there will be someone else. Chechen pushed her into the pool.
      -Come on poplavaem, baby! Good! -ocenivaØ?e shined he eyes looking like body of Veronica describes Pirouette, immersed in water, pouring over all around the sparks
      When Veronica vynyrnula, otplÊvyvaÁs? from proglo?ennoj water, bearded skinul your bathrobe, which is already as torpedo, tor?al excitement his stallion ?u?koj and jumped into the water.
      Veronica almost as far as powerful wave. In the next second it felt like someone strong arms engulfing big Palms her waist. Close out of the water seemed smiling head Shamil. Veronika po?uvtsvovala as large head Member fiercely, sprosÁs?, razverzaet her reddening.
      Evening in her number came Vika. Veronica was lying on the bed, staring in gloomy moskovksoe sky. On it was breakfast bearded vulture. Vika became increasingly dependent on the bed.
      -Listen, from where you got the keys to my numbers? -asked Veronica.
      -Why you? -wonder Vika.
      Veronica nothing responded. In fact, what was the difference on where and how are wiki keys from this durackogo numbers if tomorrow she leaves Sayed in Volgograd, and from there in Makhachkala.
      The names of these cities say Veronica nothing. It is there never bylva, and was never there. Now it just lied and staring at flying over Hotel grey clouds snowfall were involved.
      -Heard that tomorrow this! said Vika.
      -AHA! -somehow oteršÊnno replied Veronica.
      -I w told you that "Mama" you releases! -Vika little she waited for her answer but not waiting until the conversation continued. See more!
      -What? -asked Veronica.
      Yes this Shamil temper cool! Be alert!
      -Me "Mommy" again promised release when in six months to come! -somehow indifferently recited the Veronica, seems itself did not believe in these promises.
      -Can, and Pepe, who knows, Vika. She therefore promised because knows: chance back from there, you have virtually no!
      Why?! -nastoro?ilas? Vika.
      -I w saying: this case, Shamil temper as heck, evil, cool! He women varies, like a glove! See gnevi it!
      -Yes, why? -wonder Veronica.
      -He of jealousy can easily throat cut or neck wring as fowl! Know how much he devok devoured! Poubival simple!
      Veronica remembered spunky bearded vulture, his temper in the sauna, and unwittingly has trembled, submitting that he can do with it.
      -It you sold Shamil! said Vika. The debt! Shamil overlaid all tribute to Chechnya. "Mame" he appointed pay a million bucks. "Mama" money wished said no, and invited you as calculation. Here it is in the sauna and came to goods look. So now his property!
      -How? -wonder Veronica. -It I said that I'm on a business trip food, half a year.
      Yes No this is not a business trip, durochka! You sold in harem to Shamil realised?! -salesman smiled Vika.
      And what do I do now? -pointresovalas? Veronika confusedly.
      I don't know-shrugged Vika. -Bags!
      -With whom?! Where?! -salesman smiled Veronica. -I've got this robe, which he gave the most warm thing in the cloakroom.
      -Here Bitler! -advised her Vika. I therefore come to tell you! Maybe it's your only chance to escape ...
      -Bitler!!! Veronica vstrepenula, jumped on the bed. The heart of its hugely zatrepetalo chest of love which all this time tlela in Gubin soul. -Where is it?!
      "MOM"! said Vika. -He visited several times until you resorts. You asked. In love? I will cite it?!
      -Bring your, Vika, bright! -vzmolilas? Veronica.
      Vika got up and went to the exit. At the threshold, and wish to open the door. She stopped, as if anything else going to say.
      I go no longer will, said she. -Bitlera run, and go. It would give the key. So we're with you, girlfriend, probably no longer see you. In any case, hardly. Ube?iš? you with it-not ube?iš?, feel that no longer see you! Therefore, pro?evaj. My dear!
      Bye-bye! -with sadness - Veronica, she was difficult to understand the words of his lady, who sadnili heart so that wanted to cry.
      -Oh yes! Almost forgot! -Vika returned to bed on which lay VÈronique swaddling to izgolov?Ø a few notes. All four hundreds that I have with you sodrala! You excuse that I was such a bitch, and there are probably!
      -Anything-quietly replied, as eventually forgave Veronica.
      -Loved I just always, mother! As the guy probably loved, revnovala, couldn't let go! And now I love! But understand that you can't stay here! ZaezdÁt you! Maybe if make, "Mama" and really you release! And if not?! I know it! Believe, still no one not videlva the chicks that working was to the left. While "Mama" destroy all juice not vy?met-releases! Yes and releases, and kick under the rear will give when it already has no good! That's all! But you won! Such more search! "Mama" you know how much money with you ogrebla?! O?umet?! Only here is Said to war are removed, so you can no longer operate on zagranicam! You for her as GoldMine was! It neither prostitute so much money yet, how many you!
      -How did you know?! -wonder Veronica.
      -Bragged somehow administratorše, well, that whole shoving starting with you, about you, replied Veronica. -Ta-something with you a few thousand poimela, and this on you a million dollars raised! Here's and bragged to the toad zadavila!
      Veronica was listening to the truth, which now, in the last hours of her stay in "space" lezla now from wiki.
      Yes, nice they you, Veronica, were cheated! In General, beautiful! This administratorši right talent sacrifice choose like you!
      -The means! Veronica pripodnÁlas? at the elbow. -This means I do them and should not have?!.
      -Of course! -agreed Vika. -You cannot itself saw it all a scam! You have bred, mother, as provincial, and from prostušku prostuški did prostitute! Even obobrali pod?istuØ!
      Veronica didn't know what to do.
      Rage podstupila to her throat komkom tears, it was hard to breathe, tears zatumanili gaze.
      -I will kill it! promised Veronica and repeated. -I will kill it!
      -Okay, yeah, but what Bitler ustanet wait! -Vika poterebila her hairstyle, bent down and gently kissed on the lips. Veronica deeply them slightly forward its beautiful podavšis? head on charming long neck, feeling the heat of love, from the women in her heart. Slapped her again had tears. -Pro?evaj!
      At the entrance of Vika was delayed, but now it was felt that it did not return.
      -Yes, mother! And yet that! -It was very slow, as if they had to tell her something very important and could not. -Child you lost then! ... Well, when it was posÁv?enie! Do you have a miscarriage was! I did not want to talk, but now say! Should you know! And who will tell you, kromen me?! Yes, okay! Well, that itself alive then remained! I say thank you! ...
      Veronika po?uvtsvovala that two bitter stream became stronger. It zahlÊbyvalas? its bitter tears, already Dae not nothing to ask. Yes, and that was asking?! She as though personally saw all this picture!
      Child! Her child! Its small, most beautiful, favourite in the world, only infinitely expensive her eggs, which she had to give!
      Vika disappeared behind the door.
      Mouth of Veronica opened in silent rydanii. It all turned in grief.

Chapter 31.

      Veronica staring, clearance between the seats on the road, with roots deep in the snow-covered Dahl gray canvas, sometimes Kinneret and izgibaØ?uØsÁ, sometimes direct as boom.
      First by its parties appeared in Ukrainian farms and villages, with houses made of bricks, or, rarely, clay walled huts, white, with razukrašennym, with the roofs of tiles, sometimes fresh straw, rarely šifernym. They were with pictures of children's books, with the cylinder gas pipeline network on high poles with accurate low fences, and if not on stone columns, with a metal grid squares sections or low, only to indicate the territory ?astokolami of beautiful ostroglavyh painted plates, diligently made pletnÁmi.
      That machine entered the territory of Russia could even guess. Landscape over the window immediately changed. Gray, log, often in the affected regions and sunken into the ground, sometimes those on most Windows plain houses, failed, dyrÁvye slate roofs, fences of long nekrašennyh curves poserevših ?erdej with rare, pokosvšimisÁ standpipes to which they were prikru?eny not the rope between, not the wire.
      Everywhere apparent neglect, amenities, including feeling as though here haven't lived already fifty years.
      Though Veronica was scared going on with it, the brain not after thinking about any nonsense.
      "Strange-talked girl before she never travelled to the territory of the Russian areas by car, and now this contrast, for the famous driver has become habitual and unnoticeable, throwing her eyes, the same land, the same climate zone, the same crops, the same State! Why such a difference?! Even the people of the same: both on most Russians! What then? Why so? "
      It was not clear how such powerful State molgo grounded on razvalivšemsÁ agriculture, blatant mismanagement.
      In the Ukrainian village, though the Earth the same seemingly good, each piece of prismotren, oblaskan vzleleÁn. Land worth well-groomed, vskormlennaÁ, is about prysnut? generous harvest on the spring. And here, where other-grey, zabytost?, sirotlivost?, and the master had no, though not land fertile land around and desert, in no man's land. Everything started at samotÊk, as if the people here sandbag behind pristuknuli and they all life, debilami and walk, roam the misfits on the ground that their hands are needed.
      Wherever you see everywhere was a nedodelannost?, inaccuracies, carelessness has been blamed. Sometimes seen some strange, frightening even their frustration.
      In one place Veronica saw outlandish high fence, brewed from flat radiator batteries. All rusty, nekrašennyj, he concealed his wall area around any home that and roof that was.
      It was pained at: "Who need to construct this guy? Why? Why from radiant batteries? Why such a high?! "
      In essence the fence was that his tolkni, and he falls down. It will not represent to any ser?Êznoj obstacles.
      Maybe the owner of the House is so afraid of surrounding what ogorodilsÁ Castle, as it probably seemed wall in two and a half meters, although next, around, nothing except a few holup, razvalivšimisÁ ?erdÁnnikami, pokosivšisÁ, Windows, full of dirt and dust from proÊmah through which inside the light hardly pass through, and it was not. Maybe instead, he wanted to exalted above the surrounding rural debilami and staruškami, lonely completing serving this god damned Earth. Maybe he just didn't know what to do with another him on occasion or navarovannymi radiatornymi. But in any case the fence surrounding the ruins was disappointingly is awful.
      If it was even a million dollars in exchange for the rest of it held in this manor, Veronica with merzost?Ø rejected proposal. It seemed that the fence was just scrape rusty claws souls of those who lived it, if they were.
      ' There children live?! -was pained at it. -They grow debilami and moral freak if all childhood will hold for such a fence! "
      If Veronica offered draw this landscape, she'd and called him: "the castle of King agricultural Soviet Russian beggars"! The name was the same ugly as landscape-podstat?!
      And such unbearable picture was everywhere. Veronica at times it seemed that it was taken to hell. Yes landscapes of Russian found around anything but not resembled paintings of the underworld. They were gloomy, sulphur and gibel?ny like here already occurred, and maybe even ended apokalpsis.
      "In Ukraine such no!"-was surprised it.
      No one was in the Ukraine, neustroeno and abandoned. But it was the area of nuclear catastrophe, which left the residents, and where soil moradÊry, rastaskivaÁ radioactive swag throughout the country. She once saw photos of these places, brought from there it dÁd?koj, zaglÁdyvavšem travel to her parents. He abolished the accident and his album, which he had with him. There were several pages to build ?ah at the fronts. They also reminded Hell or war. Veronica then very scared when I saw those photos. It decided that they caught the most terrible place on Earth.
      And here around wherever look was a disaster. All Russia, to the Moscow was one mertvÁ?aÁ, scary used to to another miroporÁdku eye area. But around was not exclusion zone around lived, and just like naplevavšie existed people on his life and proklÁvšie themselves.
      Looking at the devastation which it before and haven't seen, living in hlebosol?nom, through the Windows of sweeping in unparalleled worlds of Russian bezalabernosti as the horse with the four horsemen of the Apocalypse, Chechens-executioners, onboard, Mercedes, Veronica now realize why Mitchell called this country earring attached to it, which he still loved, "country of villains". For that and paid ...
      Picture of the surrounding landscapes udru?ala Veronica in addition to her as FAG. She thought that life ends. It seems that it dragged in deep space in darkness-tarakan?, the Goryny?u Ka?eØ or Snake. And Nico couldn't prevent this. Was anyone who'd for her defence.
      Veronica suddenly became with the whole pronzitel?nost?Ø clear why Hitler wanted to destroy Russia, destroy and flood the Moscow.
      Îí âèäåë, ÷òî ýòîò íàðîä, êàê ðàêîâàÿ îïóõîëü, êàê ðàçëàãàþùèéñÿ îáåçãëàâëåííûé òðóï, êîòîðûé ãðîçèë ñâîåé ÷óìîé çàðàçèòü âñþ Åâðîïó, è óæå ïîðàçèë Óêðàèíó, Áåëîðóñèþ è Ïðèáàëòèêó òÿæ¸ëûì âèðóñîì õàëÿâíîñòè, íàïëåâàòåëüñòâà è èæäèâåí÷åñòâà, âûðîäèëñÿ èç íåêîãäà âåëèêîãî, íàñåëÿâøåãî Âåëèêóþ Ðóñü, íà÷àëî êîòîðîé ïîëîæèë Êèåâ, â êàêóþ-òî íèçêîýíåðãåòè÷åñêóþ áèîìàññó, êîòîðàÿ ñâîåé ìåäëåííîé äåãðàäàöåé ðàñòëåâàëà îñòàëüíîå ÷åëîâå÷åñòâî, êàê ñîðíÿê çàíÿâøåå îãðîìíûå ïðîñòðàíñòâà. ×åì äàëüøå îòõîäèëè òå, êòî â äåâÿòíàäöàòîì âåêå åù¸ íàçûâàë ñåáÿ âåëèêîðîññàìè, îòäàëÿëèñü îò èñòèííûõ êîðíåé, òåì áîëåå èçâðàùëñÿ èõ ïóòü. È äàæå êîììóíèñòû, çàêîí÷èâøèå àïïîêàëèïñèñ Ðîññèè, çàãíåçäèâøèåñÿ â Ìîñêâå è Ñàíêò-Ïåòåðáóðãå, áûëè âñåãî ëèøü ëîãè÷åñêèì çâåíîì ýòîé öåïî÷êè ïóòè â áåçäíó. Òî æå, ÷òî Ãèòëåð, âèäåëè Ãîãîëü è Ùåäðèíà, êîòîðûå ðàñêðûëè ïîðî÷íóþ ñóùíîñòü ñòðàííîãî ðîññèéñêîãî ãîñóäàðñòâà. Ïðîñòî òå áûëè âñåãî ëèøü ïèñàòåëÿìè. À Ãèòëåð îáëàäàë ìîùíåéøåé âîåíííîé ìàøèíîé. È åñëè áû íå çàñòóïíè÷åñòâî íåáåñ - à Âåðíèêà ïðåêðàñíî çíàëà, ÷òî Ðîññèþ ñïàñëî òîëüêî íåáåñíîå çàñòóïíè÷åñòâî Ïðåñâÿòîé Äåâû, ôàêòû î êîòîðîì òàê òùàòåëüíî ñêðûâàëè îò íàðîäà ñïåöñëóæáû - îí áû îñóùåñòâèë ñâîé ïëàí.
      Strange country-this Russia. Three hundred years of change and reform have not given virtually nothing. It has not changed when communism, not change it. The vile nature of the Russian State, sometimes outright, sometimes well-kept not podobrela. The citizens were always only podno?nym food, firewood, flushing the chimney, the House of the nomenclature elite, whatever the nature of it is: ierahi?eskoj statehood with the monarchy, party caste with communism, financial oligarchy and State tops in the future. And this small group will be until the end, there are forces keep the dead grip huge globe filled with obolvanennymi, polugolodnymi, umališÊnnymi from hopelessness existence, powerless, to the extent that protest may not even udavit?sÁ, but just eke out an existence in persons with the skotskim conditions in which they appointed live obiraØ?aÁ them at every turn.
      "This is a real socio-political gangrene, dawned Veronica-and Hitler wanted to just prune it pora?ÊnnuØ part of the world to save the rest from rotting! But failed! And now everywhere already shows that the disease has moved in the last phase.
      In several places she drew attention to the pronÊsšiesÁ by the destroyed Church. They had torn down cupolas, from the top of the temple has not disappeared, and the ruins of doveršali picture bezutešnogo landscape. For all one thousand kilometres of it did not see any not acting, and even the whole Church.
      In her hometown of all churches were maintained and operated. In Ukraine, she had not seen any destroyed cerki.
      Veronica was strange why in heaven zastupilis? for Russia, where most of the temples was porugano, looted and destroyed.
      And knew she's still one of there was talk in Soviet times. Inhabitants of its city met German soldiers as liberators, enjoys. Of course, there were other, those that left the guerrillas, artu?ili?a, died fighting on the approaches to the town. But it's mostly were distant lands, people from the same Russia instead.
      And what the Communists that Veronica associated with Russia because it was rassadnicej this infection were better Germans?
      Yes, German Jews. But the Communists, most of whom were the same Jews, staged at the homeland. It sold ukarinskij bread, assembled by detachments of prodrazvÊrstki, rasstrelivavšimi peasants for the slightest disobedience and harboring food, vymetavšimi all of peasant barns under clean. People who have grown and collected bread, dying starvation, eating the corpses and children. Millions in Ukraine died in this terrible time. Is it those who did so were better Germans, then their same and rasstrelivavših? Knowing at perilous tales of his grandmother, barely surviving while on an excruciating suffering simple, innocent people on wild things, by the grace of the Communists and Jews, verhovodivših in Ukraine before the German invasion, Veronica not would deny that whether it in place of the survivors of the Holodomor, she'd also came out to the Germans with enjoys herself would have liked to German soldiers, where its people are executioners.
      Of course, the Germans were not a gift, and removed from Ukraine convoys ?ernozÊm and people to work in Germany. Veronica was not convened justify them for it. She just couldn't figure out what the Russians had Russians, with whom she has always had a communism were better Germans? The fact that they won? Winners do not judge?! So did they won-intercession of heaven: dedicated to know this.
      That's the Chechens, descendants of which carried it now in black Mercedes "thrown in Moscow, were for Hitler. And Stalin took vengeance on massive links with their homeland. And no set-great Ukrainians are Ukraine for him. Although here too loyal communist people enough!
      "Brrr! Veronica motnula head, pytatÁs? be freed from their vysokoparnyh reasoning. -Me here to deliver and I about some strange things rassudaØ! "
      Chechenets one shoved it in Salon, slightly turned his head and looked at her with suspicion as asking, "you're what?! Sidi, not rypajsÁ! "
      Veronica somehow remembered "Caucasian captive Tolstoy.
      Yes, now and in the Caucasus ride is not necessary to prisoner to ?e?enam to get! -usmenulas? it. Even outside the House to go! Capture of exported! While Moscow is now as the Caucasus, it turns out?! There's probably more than the Czechs in the Caucasus! Of course-there's everything money Union, now Russia! But still-everything! Fishing became the Moscow! Just me why there volokut?! I am not rybÊška the scale! Yes now probably be destined to the second coming under the Caucasus since she removed the King's head shot. The Stalin verhovodil, now the Chechens, here. Of course, if Russia remained without a King in the head! However, what I Russia?! I know where exactly are you asking me?! "
      Already several hours Mercedes raced, rapidly across villages and camps, gorodiški and the city towards Moscow, take her far from their homes.
      Her soul natÁgivalas? like gum, one of which stayed at home, became tangled for their apartment, their mother, favorite, cosy and pretty, and the second was with her, and from the inside is more ?emilo, and zvon?e sang the nerves. It seemed that they now are not fit to withstand voltage and'll explode.
      In the cabin stood still, was heard only barely distinguishable sound engine. All were silent, and Veronica was not in itself.
      Yes, it would probably be better if it said something taunted whenever something threatened. Even if indicates its most recent words, it would be easier. But for all time the road no say a word or words in English (hardly Caucasians razmovlÁlis? at the ukrainn?skoj). And it was for her worse than any attacks.
      Sometimes they vigorously peregorivalis? about something between a entailed Veronica language, and then she tried on intonation guess what. But this was not easy, because Veronica was lost in the speculations that it awaits.
      When you put something in advance, and it is possible to simply otmal?ivat?sÁ, listen and assimilate information, then you get some forums, and it allows you to understand what wait where words must already be bound and quickly respond to words, otherwise you make. During the lifetime of the Behemoth Veronica has to understand that much in the world of bandits was pontah. No, of course, the rule "rights who employed more rights, but only a very interesting way. the right was found by someone who was hung better and who could really anything unusual that all saw how he angered and rights. Worth during the "Bazaar", rhetoric, get lost, go with the rhythm Exchange claims, "pred?Ávami", threats, from time to time, as one might think that you "produl" arrow.
      On the other hand, if you are wrong but vedÊš? aggressive, napadaeš? at the victim as if he has something moved rather than you have, in a fit of rage can he move done or shoot as with hot, then all this adds you weight, and if the opponent sdrejfil this your behavior, assume that you're it "he" and won an altercation. He may be able to sustain those who oversee re looking for unjustified.
      Especially this technique works well if you are invited to review and victim arrived with guest roof, with its own, or melkovat, or has it not and he just wrote.
      The irony of her situation was that all her knowledge were now useless. It was like for questioning. This was not an arrow. Its just otlovili and took to that. From whom she ran away. Funny thing was that Veronica understood that they are on the money, because everything was paid more to greet them. It was treacherously, nastily! But people worked: gave the slack-get and raspišis?! And her rakovinka called Hippo hrustnula and broke down uncovering pink flesh for any booty, and blithely started eating!
      How far has been to Moscow, but by evening Mercedes join stream mnogorÁdnogo road, emitting light ahead of hundreds of red and yellow lights and vstre?ke-stnymi snopov white light.
      Now their vdi?enie slowed down, and they are a couple of hours made capital increase congestion and traffic jams, nothing else on Moscow.
      Veronica was Jolt in with draelnor close interchanges. If expensive it distracted by unusual scenery ruin and mythical thought, now nothing but the night and the lights of cars was. But she felt that journey here that's done, and unfavorable for her exit.
      First it trÁsllo only slightly, but when the vehicle entered the territory of the hotel, fenced enclosure steel rods, it already could barely hold back this creeps.
      Mercedes paid under the ramp to the lower entrance.
      -Come out! -for the first time it had requested. This was the person next chechenets that talked with it her home.
      He got himself, and stood, holding an open door, waiting until Veronica.
      Saeed also waited it out. He looked at it in this view, as if was going to the next second rasterzat?.
      -A pity that you woman! I do not beat! He said Cain steps in the foyer.
      Upon seeing it, doorman Jacob opened before him the door.
      -Gone! -pottery chechenets which constantly with her kindness pokazvaÁ gesture that it followed the Said.
      The Veronica darkened eyes, but she took the hand and stepped forward, towards obscurity. Legs refused to obey it, as if saying: "Tikaj! Tikaj, girlie! ".
      "Where tikaj?! -myself reply Veronica feeling some fatal sadness. -Already tikala! "

Chapter 32.

      Veronica saw that someone was in the number of excursions rydanij, dušivših.
      It was Bitler.
      He saw it pla?u?uØ navzryd from an endless grief on the bed, bare, nakinutom top male mahrovom smock and rushed to her.
      Veronica!
      She as though distracted child, continuing come to grief, handed over to him. He embraced it and attracted to him.

Chapter 33.

      Veronica did not believe my eyes. She again saw these luxurious, but cold, repellent of her soul halls and corridors, halls, lobbies, lifts and corridors. Only now it even more strange than before. She'd never returned here. It was like a bad, bad de ?avØ: everything is the same as it was a few months ago, the same people: nursing, Porter, porters, cleaners, kastelÁnši, same pick guests arriving and departing on the whole tourist groups, only it here the capacity, than then: no girl at the will of the husband with him to Moscow unwanted here anyone girl and privezÊnnaÁ terrible "remarkable" beglÁnka.
      "God, the behemoth! Why do you I in Moscow-the dragged me?! -escaped from Veronica Creek inside her soul, it jerked on heart steel claws tribulation. see that now with me! "
      Well, in fact, what was the capital of bandits and mahinatoram?! Why they brought from home again in this hotel, which it already just to hate?!
      Veronica for a minute closed her eyes. The circumstances of life in which it appeared, were so far-fetched, so unrealistic as if from another life, from a gangsterskogo movie directed by software that crazy she thought if it up so that it became painfully glzam, za?murit?sÁ, all this mystery disappear! This was all about her, from another Opera! She didn't want to participating!
      Veronica made. She za?murilas? much hard to pain in my?cah, to feel that it really does. In the eyes, in the dark, went yellow and blue circles, blurring-and pulsing. It seemed that it now pereprygnet of gust of effort and desire in another dimension, where she lived happily and carefree and part with this nightmare.
      -You, then, monkey faces kor?iš??! -interrupted her impulse voice case.
      "Cunt you, girl!"-honestly admitted yourself Veronica, opening eyes. This was not a panache before it was Frank analysis of the situation. It moved, nothing around not disappeared as a bad dream and she again realized that reality-heavy on the elevation of the piece, which just so miraculously not peredviniš? and persuasions.
      Veronica was a spacious room with large window, with a table in the Center, with seats on both walls. At the table sat friend Veronica administratorša.
      Veronica thought that now jump at it, will do something bad, screaming. But the woman only threw on her mind as to the next thing on your mold and ordered its Chechens: zavedšim
      -Search it!
      Her unceremoniously stripped to bra and panties, vytrÁhnuli on armchair her handbag, which as always were full of stuff.
      Among all kinds of attention young case, who was her travel bag attracted thick, short tube of dollars: Veronica took with him all her currency, realizing that to leave her home was stupid. Chechen took the bolt of three fingers of vysypannogo heap at seat chairs content presented to the table and put it before administratoršej.
      Here, nearly four thousand dollars! Veronica said. -Pick up and we programmers! This is all I have!
      Administratorša took the bolt, pokrutila, withdrew from the band, converted currency. Some time it was silent, as doubts, and Veronica felt that the issue is settled: really it was fortune.
      -This I take as fine! -delivered administratorša clearly and cold.
      Some fine?! -izumilas? and one Veronica, feeling insatiable greed of this woman, proglotivšaÁ all her savings as sandwich, threatens her freedom despite the fact that she gave her everything she was.
      -Fine for escape! -explained administratorša. And you, Veronika Begetova, still I must here is this amount!
      It drew on a number of listo?ke and passed through the young case Veronica.
      Girl looked at a piece of paper:
      -Fifty thousand?! -izumilas? and frightened at it. -I dol?nva you fifty thousand dollars?!
      Administratorša sticking your lips conceal eyelids, silently noded.
      Inside of Veronica something I like fell and spread shatters her Crystal slipper. She wanted to shout, do something fierce, give, they rushed towards across the table in this vile tÊtki rozhu brutal, but quietly began to cry from bessil?Á. She took all, fortune, which Ukraine could live without knowing grief a few years and it still was due to an order of magnitude more than what was paid.
      Veronica understood that explain now something, try to appeal to conscience or that there are the tÊtki, was totally useless.
      -I have no more money! She said. -Truth! I gave you all!
      -Well, first of all, not paid! -specified administratorša. You then gave me the money, you then even less would, it seems-administratorša pri?urilas?, naigryvaÁ of Justice, then maybe I'd and was satisfied with the amount ...
      -But where fifty thousand dollars?! -exclaimed Veronica. -You even imagine what is money?! Yes on this money can probably half of your hotel to buy!
      Administratorša uhmyl?nulas? her assumption.
      -Well, girl, suppose half! And you got me perebila! -It podalas? forward and massive breasted nalegla on polished mahogany table cover. -I don't like when I perebivaØt! ... Secondly, as I am not dogovorila, I have no reasons to knock off you of this amount, and cents! You know how much services guys who brought you?! Display-Chen expensive! They were searching you display-Chen long! Additionally, the number still for you! It is not passed! So, pay!
      -What?!! -exclaimed Veronica vsplesnuv in despair. She realized that tÊtka its releases just so, and these are a few thousand dollars, which she took, and that it was State for administratorši, pšik, trifle spending money.
      Administratorša otkinulas? back in his chair, and the ot?ehalo back under her gruznoj log hut above.
      I don't know! It's your problem! In General so! -She picked up a pen and began to knock it on the table. -Give you time to tomorrow! Po?ivÊš? in your room, podumeš?, will remember! Pozvoniš?! ...
      My parents-simple working! They such money and not just for the rest of your life!
      Administratorša made a pause by waiting when Veronica will cease to resent.
      -I asked you to me not perebivala! -recalled it. -do you second comment! So, po?ivÊš? until tomorrow in mid-flight, may be bound, who can give you the money! Tomorrow, a day, she looked at the clock, in twenty-three thirty we meet with you in this room again. Understandable?
      Veronica was silent. What's the odds. Understand it or not-from this ni?eg not.
      -Guys allow her in the room! -skomandovala administratorša, and when Veronica away, warned. Yes, and no longer need to call Gariku. He still!
      Veronica was taken to the familiar her number. Here was pure and pribrano. Her shivering from nervous overexcitement. To calm down, she scored a hot bath and climb it, leaving on the surface, above the water only nose, zaprokinuv head to breathe.
      Sometimes vynyrivaÁ and fall in the water, it doubts that it is now doing.
      In fact, call parents? She didn't want to their rastraivat?! Yes and than they might help?! Sell it?! Even in the best way they would not have been able to help over and half the amount that was administratorša. Besides gallopiruØ?aÁ inflation switched human demand for more pressing needs and sell an apartment quickly and at a less suitable price was impossible.
      Yes, whom she vrala?! She didn't want to sell their swanky apartment! Even now, when her life is in mortal danger, and it is felt, Veronica could not part with the idea that when everything into flames, and she comes back home, apartment, she still need: live where it is going to be?! In addition, trying to protect against possible attacks on its property by urban power brokers, it a few days ago characterised statement in BTI that deals with her apartment arrest, which can only take it personal appearances. No power of Attorney certified by at least three notaries, though ten, were not valid. She knew that the case if they want to "slÁpaØt" such powers of Attorney without problems. Therefore, with its flat now do nothing, yes it is not wanted as if bestelesnomu spirit it if it/kill, this apartment need!
      Somewhere at heart, despite terrible fright, Veronica expected that everything fine and everything will be OK. It watched the movie itself to myself, and didn't realize till the end, that everything is going really.
      Charter lie, Veronica came out of the bathroom and was held in room number. Was the third hour of the night.
      She came up to the window: there still was Moscow, in the black sky stood some orange were driven from thousand million lights below: this city has not slept even at night.
      Veronica awhile postoÁla window, feeling tired to even emotions in her soul already endured, and that's potuhnut thought, sledala a few steps to the bed, povalilas? a zasnudla immediately and incisive, but disturbing bedtime.
      The next day took place both in the fog. She brought the breakfast in the morning, at noon, followed by lunch, evening dinner at the hotel service worked properly.
      Veronica has hung up. Phone worked but she lowered her her back: who gets called? No one!
      All day dwell in prostration, vyglÁdyvala why some of the rooms, but there was walking along a Chechen, then the other. These were unfamiliar to it, completely different, moloden?kie, and Veronica realized that Chekhov Hotel blackberries.
      To ve?eou, when it became dark and in Moscow at this time of year temnelo much earlier than it does on Rhodes, she was frantically vspološilas? something to think, but was unable to come up with anything. And held the balance of time in a room with potušennym light resting on the bed and stupidly staring at the ceiling nemgaØ?im look.
      At the beginning of the twelfth behind it came and took her again in the same cabinet.
      now here except administratorši sat a rasfufyrennaÁ tÊtka, all in gold as shiny small diamonds, at incessantly women smoked long thin expensive cigarettes.
      -Oh! What?! Veronika administratorša u-asked.
      Nothing like Veronica replied otupevšaÁ per day.
      Administratorša oblokotilas? on the table, it supports in the hands of a trinket, long staring Guerin who look, then became the say:
      Because you are from a poor family, and pay you nothing, we shall act differently!
      She did pause again ispytyvaØ?e looking Guerin, like giving the chance to come to their senses and lay out the required her money, but a little waiting, again speaking:
      -Women always have than to pay! Her wallet whenever it! And this purse it between his legs!
      Veronica some time tried to imagine that bears the Dura and administratorša Gazprom towards rasfufyrennoj tÊtki, which was something yourself under the nose, on the table.
      Is your MOM! -delivered administratorša, pointing out the odd guest.
      -What does it mean: my mom?! -not realized her words Veronica.
      Is now your MOM! -repeated her administratorša. Will work on it until rass?itaeš?sÁ with me!
      Veronica nothing could understand: what MOM?! That means-Mama?! MOM has!
      Any thoughts began to turn her in the head, treating this blatant tÊtki words to clear her language.
      Administratorša in the meantime, for the first time during conversations with her got out and approached. In the hands of something, but Veronka could not make out that it is.
      Administratorša raised her hand to her neck and became something on it, prosko?iv your puhlymi handles under her hair. Veronika otprÁnula aside, back and arms, vskinuv, administratorši: only hands
      -Take away their poganye poles!
      Suddenly she felt like it was grabbed from behind, twined hands.
      Veronica was hurt and she involuntarily nagnulas? forward.
      Administratorša podalas? to it again and point her curls hair, svisavšie down to Motala her head from side to side, kriknula one of Chechens, krutivših her rear hands:
      -Keep, not to rypalas?!
      Chechen took berenices with administratorši and wound them their fist as. Veronica felt like skin her scalp natÁnulas?, was hurt. It seemed that her hair, rvut?sÁ and they pop up from the head end task for together with follicles).
      -Ah! Hurt! -vskriknula it.
      Administratorša obhvatila girls neck hands, and soon Veronica felt that its something tightly compresses.
      It was a bright collar. Veronica realized this when I saw how administratorša moves away, departs, and keeps the leash. He was on automatic coil is wound, which could be by clicking the button to adjust the length of the leash, make it shorter. The second end ran to her neck collar was found.
      It was so humiliating that Veronica prysnuli tears from the eyes.
      Administratorša come to the table, followed by continued with their affairs handled pokurivaÁ long and thin cigarette in mundštuke, rasfufyrennaÁ Lady.
      -Everything! Zabiraj it! Until Thursday, the debt! said by coil leash administratorša.
      -How much I should something?! -dÊrnulas? Veronika, but Chechens stronger have shrunk embrace.
      Administratorša made a udivlÊnnye eye:
      -What? Don't remember?!
      -No! -cried hysterically girl through tears.
      Administratorša again called amount.
      Da couldn't I owe you so much! -immediately, Veronica bad voice. Consider Let's!
      -And here take?! -approached it administratorša. My counter is consistently included! The longer the begaeš?, the more a nabegaeš?! That's nabegala! Plus for you guys to Ukraine smotalis?, these as them there ... Sumi! Their services display-Chen dear! The same machine, mileage! ... You on the "Car" have?
      -I haven't requested that I bought! -exclaimed Veronica.
      Administratorša came and moved Veronica under threats so that zagnulas?:
      -And I ask you! I have not asked you from Moscow getaway! Would all be much much less blood! And you are not given! You are now on rass?itaeš?sÁ! And pay you as from Kiev cancer crawl, on the road to you perdolili constantly learned?!
      Veronica was silent. From the strong and sudden shocks in the solar plexus spasm nightmare has all its respiratory system, and it kor?ilas? on the floor, thinking that is about zadohnÊtsÁ.
      "Mama" zatušila steer in glass pepel?nice, got up and natÁnula leash:
      -Get up, a hitch Ukrainian do work! Should you first view! But seemed nothing! Ladnaya! About! Moniker will have you working "LADA" realised?!
      Veronika kor?ilas? from pain on the floor, it is not responding. Administratorša from around a huge pnula her side foot:
      -Take when you are!
      "Mama" was stopped by her:
      -No port? me Anfisa commodity and then for it, thrashed, and cents will ...

The epilogue.

      Veronica ...
     
      1995-2009.
      The end. To be continued ...
  
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