The girl is reading. I cough once, twice, three times. Read!
Pulling out of jeans stiff member and then cough. Finally, she opens her eyes from the book and look at my trunk. Pretended to busy synopsis, but I feel that my sexual vozmutitelnitsa calm fidgeted, as if under her ass suddenly appeared button. Slowly hiding their "fresh air" club and I catch sight woozy red as a lobster, a neighbor. Out of it with his finger to his temple (the gesture was addressed, of course, me), she gets up and removed in the lobby, with the cheeky grin and shaking his hips so that my desire to osatanevshy pod lost (along with me, of course) the last drop of reason .
"The toilet went - guess and move her. - In which case I would say that was wrong! "
I dive into the institution with the letter "M". Booths, cubicles ... The door to one covered, but unlocked. Pushing. It! Familiar panties hanging forlornly from the paper drawer. A girl pulls his hand, but did conceal what she doing here? Silently lock the stall and take his jeans:
- Masturbation is unhealthy, take-miles better than this.
She gave no resistance and took my quivering member hot and clumsy hand.
- Kiss it.
Pink lips touched the girl's head, and I, pulling slightly tousled head, loaded barrel into his mouth.
- Take your teeth and suck - I order a girl and dress unbuttoned to remove the bra.
- The legs are tired - she whispered - and dress the way.
Abiturientki (I once figured out), got off the toilet, took off her dress and hung it carefully. I hugged the stranger from behind, grabbing hold of the breasts and buttocks pressed against a member.
- Tilt!
She bent over and rested her hands on the wall.
- Are you virgin?
- No.
I sincerely grieved member entered yet for the most eggs. She quietly and excitedly podmahivat pole. Then her arms over her head and began to stroke my hair.
- Finish where? - I ask. - Here or in your mouth?
- Better in the mouth. I had to pull the penis from the vagina and the girl to turn to face him. Mouth she acted more skillfully, and I spread a wave of impending orgasm.
And soon my Dubinushka zafontanirovala violently. Now young minetchitsa sucking, smacking his lips, and semen was flowing on the chin.
- Ugh, how unaesthetic!
The girl took out a pocket mirror, dresses, handkerchief, wiped her face quickly, and then, of course, she asked, rising from the toilet:
- You just think of me?
- Yes. - I answered vaguely - but how would I get out of here now?
- Take your time, Let's have a smoke?
She took out a cigarette and handed me one. Smoked, embracing, and I felt in me again awakens a desire - in fact the right hand she held a cigarette, and left caressed my cock and balls.
- Come back in - suddenly whispered, and threw abiturientki smoking his cigarette into the toilet. - However, it is somewhat beyond my usual repertoire. Well, okay. They say that everything must be experienced.
She helped hand and my dick broke into the rear opening. "Wonk" groaned in pain, but immediately became podmahivat all speeding traffic. And then grabbed my arm:
- Rub, rub the clitoris ...
My fingers sank into the wet cunt, and caught hold of sticking out otrostochek.
- So ... well ... - whispered the girl, pulling on the toilet. - My dear, good girl ... Oh .. What a thrill! ..
This orgasm was stronger than ever.
- We go one by one - she said. - At first I, then - you.
- Okay, explored there. If everything is clean - svistnesh quietly.
- Whistle can not, better coughing. Here it is: ha ha,!
She opened the cabin, intending to leave, but turned in the doorway and said, smiling:
- Do you like me, maybe even meet? Of course, not in the library. What's your name?
- My name is Kolya, Kolya, - I hissed in rage - let's shorter, otherwise they shall spread!
- And I - Olga. Well, come to the twelve in the cupboard - she smiled coquettishly. - Agreed?
- Yes, yes! - I howled. - Death of my want, or what?
- Well, so far! - Olga flew out of the cab, and I'm shaking hands, shut the valve. I could hear how she went to the mirror and sink, wash her hands there for a long time, and then just as long (or I thought?) Dried them. Finally, the howling of the dryer was quiet, slammed the door to the toilet. I waited with bated breath. And here, again, there was a creaking door, and then someone coughed: ha ha-ha-! I rushed to the door of the cabin, but the loud clatter of studs on the tile floor stopped me. "Stranger! Rather, a stranger. "
Having locked the cockpit, I perched on the toilet with his legs and sat on a perch like a rooster. Clip-clopping sound came nearer, then slammed the door and the neighbor through the thin wall came a rustle, "someone else" ratcheted up her skirt and pulling panties. Again there was a cough, then - the characteristic murmur. I lost balance and almost fell off the toilet. Fortunately, at the last minute managed to cling to the box with paper.
The rustle of clothing in the next cubicle has ceased, and the "stranger", deep voice coughed, and asked:
- She asks - it's you, is it? Only one thing I wanted at that moment - become (at least momentarily) woman! They could then respond to that side of the wall:
- "No, citizen, you are mistaken, I'm not the Light." - Or something in that vein, and the "alien" would be immediately behind. But, alas, there are no miracles, and say do not know how thin voice - actor out of me useless. So, I think it is better to remain silent. Maybe she will leave in good time. But I did not realize that silence can be interpreted as a sign of consent.
- She asks! - The neighbor to the disgust was insistent person. - Deaf or something? I figured you! Nadya I said that you went to piss.
I continue to be silent.
- Light, so do not worry, please. And I'm sorry. I did not know that Serge goes with you. What a fool I am. I do not know how to blurt out that fucked with him. If only I knew ... no life ... light! A Light? You cry, right?
She asks no crying ... I think I have cried. Silently, hopelessly, writhing scary-prestrashnye faces.
- Light, do not cry, please. And do not be silent, or a bad thought. Oh, she asks you what it conceived? Do not you dare, she asks, do you hear?
And this is where it happened. Familiar fingers invaded my territory, and followed them over the wall of the booth auburn curls flew up and came wide open brown eyes.
"Wow muzzle" - fixed automatically, but then came a heart-rending cry, "muzzle" vanished as suddenly as they appeared.
- Ah-ah-ah! - Screamed hysterically, "someone else".
"This can not produce a calf!" - Lightning flashed through my mind, but at this moment with infernal roar neighbor opened the door. Was only one thing: Sealed hand screaming mouth, pull the rest into my cabin. Sharp teeth immediately struck the hand.
- Oh, mom, raped! A-ah ... LGU, LGU, though, you rascal! Bastard! A LGU-th-th ...
But my hands are firmly held this crazy girl - one in the chest, the other - under the chin. Chest, by the way, it was good. Large, plump and very pleasant to the touch!
- Quiet! What are you yelling? - I gasped in her ear. - You cut, or what? I'm not going to rape you.
- And ... sh-sh-sh-same you doing here, with-with-animals-on? - Hissed "stranger" through gritted teeth.

- Brand new, I was wrong toilet. What's wrong with that? Can you understand it or not? Now calm down, and I'll let you go. The fuck you need me?
The last phrase obviously offended "someone else" and she again attempted to break away and say something, but then again slammed the front door! And my prisoner had the bar (I'm not afraid of the word: who in fact become the laughingstock of the entire hunting library?) Quiet down.
Two person, talking, occupied stall. They were cast together without interrupting the conversation lively. Oh, Women! They can not keep his mouth shut, even where silence befit - to each individual. After thinking about it, I'm still stronger than my chest pressed captive, making it a really stuck with his back against my chest and ass pressed to immediately stirred member. And I had to warn "others":
- Piknesh - toilet and drown!
It does not hurt, but rather as a limp. Meanwhile, the ladies came out of the stall and walked to the sink.
- You say you made a mistake toilet - suddenly asked, "alien" softly, softly. - Why then spied on me?
- I - peeping? - Genuinely offended, - Yes What makes you think.
- There is a mirror broken lies. Oh, you.
Exposing only increased my excitement. Captive guessed that before her not maniac, but in a safe queer reader and a radically changed attitude toward me, becoming a more "my own way."
- Seems to be gone - murmured, "someone else" does not hurry to escape from my clutches.
Fortunately, someone entered the bathroom again. We stood, huddled close to each other.
- Damn it - slightly troubled girl. - Because they never end.
And then, that not expecting a whole girl on the cheek. She jerked, thin eyebrows crawled up it, but then dropped. Every second of my captivity, the victim turned into an accomplice, and it brought us. So much so that I have shamelessly kiss those sweet lips. And then my tongue strayed (accidentally, of course) in a pink eye, she began to melt like a candle.
"Alien" trembled when I pulled up her skirt and crawled under her panties. Her tummy was so cool, and between the legs, on the contrary, was unusually warm and wet. I wonder if she sailed long ago? Our kiss lasted terribly, and then she pulled out of my mouth my tongue and asked:
- Kiss there.
The kiss "there" she squealed, slightly scratching the wall of the cab and nogotochki my head. Of course, chestnut hole was not a lesbian, but some experience of such a relationship with her, apparently, still formed. The girl leans back farther and farther, until, having thrown your hands behind your head, do not put her into the wall. The result was a sort of graceful arch or polumostik.
Hips were wide apart, and I easily, almost without taking aim, drove Member where necessary. She rubbed her slit up and down, and I was pushing the barrel back and forth. All turned out quite in sync. Caress of my tongue, apparently, have not been able to go out into the vagina, because "someone else" soon soon began to cum. She came, and all could not come, wailing like clockwork:
- Oh, Mom! .. Oh, how nice! .. Ah .. Awesome! .. As vice-me-chat-flax-o-oh .. Oh, God! I want you and then, on the same con-yl chi ... ... Oh! Come on, darling ... chorus ... my ...
I also finished, but she did not get down with the member, while he himself falling out of there.
- And you, in fact, a perversion, - she without a shadow of conviction in his voice.
- Probably everyone in some degree a pervert - I retorted.
A little thought, she suddenly burst out laughing, holding his mouth with his hand:
- Indeed, if half an hour ago, someone told me that a man give myself to the toilet ...
- And you yourself do not chatter, and so your tongue already failed you. Svetka offended for some reason.
- Oh, and do not say! What do I still mess. Blurted out without thinking. Where's she now shastaet?
It keeps everything in itself. Although you can understand it: she asks ugly, that's afraid, no matter how repulsed, and Serge, this came to our dorm room. Svetka was not. Why, to whom has come - not to say. And immediately useful to me to kiss.
- Brazen, as I am.
- But you are able - it is appreciated - and he did not succeed. I could not. Full disharmony. Yes, and I did not. And, okay. By the way, let's at least get acquainted.
- But why? It's even more interesting. Abstract man meets a woman accidentally with an abstract.
- And makes abstract sex act - she continued. - I understand. That is to say, sex in its purest form, but in a dirty place.
She held out her hand and introduced herself:
- Luba.
- Vitaly - answer, shaking his hand and a narrow head bowed ceremoniously, as if there were not in a library toilet, and a reception at the Palace of Versailles.
- 3naesh, Acne, you liked me. If you want to meet again, call. Here's the phone. - "Alien" took the paper from the box and scrawled pen number.
I put a piece of paper and made it clear that it is time to disperse.
- Get going one by one, - said she was familiar to me the phrase. - First, - I, then - you. - Yeah, - I nodded understandingly. - If everything's okay, you're coughing.
- No, cough - it is unreliable. I'd better whistle softly, like so.
And she polushipya, polusvistya, quietly withdrew the first bars of "Arise, ye branded ..."
- Agreed - I nodded and she went out.
Then "another" and tied.
- Yeah, debauchery, so doing, - said a woman, but a very stern voice. - Where? Stop it! Say the name, course, address!
And immediately my booth shook powerful fist:
- Come, gadenysh, right now, call the police!
The situation appeared to me the whole terrifying clarity. Some kind of a big library "bump" went into the toilet, of course, interested in the fuss of my cabin, and naturally became a listen, and, maybe, peep. In these special passion for espionage eventually becomes obvious signs of sexual deviation - the so-called voyeurism.
Throwing open the stall door and playing nodules on the cheeks, I stood up to his full height. It was the way I imagined, and this "range", dyed blonde thirty-five years, with young and angry eyes, pale face.
Luba covered her face with her hands.
- Do you face something of themselves do not hide, do not hide - said his aunt, vainly trying to look behind me. - Do you know how to sin, learn and repent.
- Why, now, - said through tears Luba - fled!
- HAMK, tut! - The blonde blushed to the roots dyed hair - Geez, what a sunk! You for this it is necessary ...
- Come on, let go of her - I said, and took possession of arms matron.
Luba took advantage of the freedom and jumping out of the cabin, disappeared from the speed of sound.
- So, - sternly said the woman, pale with rage, - the attack on the responsible officer in the performance ... in a public place ... Come on, let go of my hands, and fast!
She rubbed his numb from my grip wrist, pulled down the lapels of his jacket poluzhenskogo-polumuzhskogo, solidly moved her elbows.
"We will call the police" - involuntarily I thought, there rushed to the toilet the whole company young "sikushek."
"Nomenclature" alert: subtle scent administration suggests that such a prolonged stay in the booth with a young idler could be "misconstrued the public" - though not very wide. The whole thing smacks strongly "amoralkoy." That's the joy will be your colleagues. Especially get pissed off rejoice. This bastard has long been under its undermining.
And here is where the miracle happened! Triggering of the most powerful of human instincts - the instinct of self-preservation. Nomenclature blonde one leap (just like a kangaroo) has overcome the distance separating us, and broke into my booth. The door slammed with a mournful, heartrending scratch. No, all the same rights of the people's superstition - broken mirror, expect trouble.
All further reminded of the theater scene facial expression and gesture: a lady silently opens and shuts his mouth, mad puchila eyes, pointing his finger in the door: heck, they say, is not closed! Do not hurry, I clicked the latch, pulled out a cigarette. Chubby fist once loomed over my nose.
- Sit quietly, - read my lips "nomenklatura," - or kill you.
3a wall rollicking girls urinating in toilets, hand washing, smoking and laughing, baited obscene jokes. Gripping crime, "nomenclature" reflexively stretched in a hunting stance - his ears pricked, tail gun. In the end, my patience is exhausted:
- Does it hurt something there, my darling! The girls relax, relax. Sami then locked away in a closet with a young stallion.
- Oh, you! C-in-punk - and only she hissed, beginning, apparently, to guess how stupid breccia.
With exaggerated arrogance in gaze I started oglyadyvat from head to toe painted this idiot. And then my mind was suddenly very, very different direction. Before me stood a very, very tasty Babets. A large bust, hips developed, recruiting of delayed, convex backside.
- What is it you as I look around? - Hissed crossly she said, suddenly turning on the "you".
- How does it - "so"?
- Well ... immodestly provocative ... you need to remember that you are, in fact, still a boy, and I ... um ... a woman. I have ... um ... - She straightened her hair flirty movement. - Okay, it does not matter to me enough years to between us ...
I drilled "nomenclature" look blue-gray eyes (in my firm opinion, quite compelling), and under the influence of magnetic language of my "opposite number" was somehow stagger, flounder.
All my subsequent actions seem, perhaps, very boldly. First of all, as he could, his hands clenched immense chest. She jerked, but to no avail. I managed to squeeze "range" to the wall, and a minute later my hand had already fumbled under her skirt.
- Are you crazy? - She panted softly, beating his hands and showing forth quite tasty round the knees.
- Not at all - I groaned in her ear - and why you are not calling for help? See, and then fuck right on the toilet.
- Me! Here! In this dirty toilet! - Her sibilant whisper rose to tragic heights. - Do you know who I am? I - Deputy Director of quartermaster. Laugh more!
- Dare, dare, do not worry.
- I - the mother of the family!
Agree, it was a very weak argument for such a situation, and I jerk pulled off her panties. - You, the young, ruthless - she sighed - in you, nothing is sacred.
- Let's get up by herself. Otherwise, take the power!
- How to "stand up"?
- It is known as - cancer!
- No-COG-da! - Rapped it in a whisper. - I am a decent woman and ... and to me snoshali after a girl? They are there in the hostel, fuck like monkeys. Today one, tomorrow - with the other.
- You yourself have taught us to collectivism - remind vengeance.
- But not to the same degree!
- Okay, enough talk. Posturing.
"Nomenclature" bent over, revealing a rather attractive vagina, framed by reddish curls.
- No, - she suddenly found itself - without a condom will not give.
- I do not.
- But I have. Give'll get!
She learned from an inside pocket a small motley pack of imported condoms, revealed a bag and pulled out a product. Condom was pale pink in color, with two small spurs from the soft rubber on the end.
At this point, painted lady saw my fire-breathing member. Her mouth fell open at once, her lips, as if on command, formed by the letter "o", and his hands stretched out my gum:
- Wear!
- This woman's duty, - insolent grin.
Two fingers holding the condom (the others were set aside gracefully), "range" well-developed gesture brought the condom to my sortirnomu madman and covered him with a pink rubber hat, and then unrolled gum to the root.
- Take off your jacket, pomnetsya.
Oddly enough, but "the deputy director" does not contradict. About skirt and even did not have to remind. Blouse she just unzipped.
- Do you all back in moles. So, happy.
- Of course, happiness is just pouring over the edge - she said, deftly unfastened the clasp of black lace bra.
Now it remains to black, with long narrow belt of rubber bands, supporting nylon stockings, and black trunks, translucent and poluspuschennye me in the capture of a "forbidden zone". Pull them to the end I did not succeed, because it interfered with elastic waist. It poddernula melting took sides in a short cords, pulled them and her panties were opened by themselves and left their bodies. Everything is easy and simple when you know where and what to draw. Yes, this woman harness - first class! From this leisurely and extremely erotic striptease in my room in the testicles. Naked "range" turned his back on me, opened a back hand to recharge your batteries from my ready to storm the jackhammer. Then she got cancer, gripping the riser toilet tank. I put forward his horse, and she began to move backwards, slowly at first, so there murdered inside her gums, then faster.
- You all right? - Do not forget to ask for it every three or four times.
- Yes, do you?
- Oh! Me too ... just priceless ... never before ... this was ... wonderful ... Oh! You're all ... like a spring ... Oh! Ah! That's what a young guy.
Praise is called, "went to the bone." Now buttocks "nomenklatura," struck in my stomach, and I not to stretch an asshole at the door, had to make as vigorous counter-thrust. It appeared like a good sawyers logs, but it is still inflated and inflated rate, and I grasped wildly shaking breasts, has cut the fourth speed. And now not only shook the chest, and buttocks, abdomen, and even powerful thighs. All shook quiver - so I pecked her. She cocked her head, opened her mouth in a silent moan sensual.
- That's so ... so ... my dear ... good - sprinkled it with short abrupt phrases. - Oh, my God .. As well! .. And for how long! .. I'm going to die ... so happy! .. Oh!
"It may die, - I thought. - Contain a temperament - not an easy task. "
- Oh ... I love ... these young ma-boys-and like you. You've got it ... ... so much ... good! Oh! ... Already ... to the diaphragm sufficiently em ... Oh! .. Oh, how sweet! .. Now ... I know ... what ... a young guy ... Oh!
She had finished a series of orgasms, which obviously helped spur a condom. Then long hung on my neck, resting and whispering all sorts of platitudes. And fondled, caressed without interruption.
- Sorry, that snoshaemsya not in my office. There safely, there is another way out. A sofa which, come on, if you want. From the comfort of all do it. Will you come?
I nodded my head.
- Just do not tell anyone, okay?
- Of course, what a question! By the way, you do not really get carried away with his spurs, rabies, cancer will receive.
- Do not teach a mother fuck. - She giggled again, getting to my lips. - I am very grateful to you, dear. I'm sorry, I do not know your name. By the way, what's your name?
- Nicodemus.
- I'm seriously asking - she was offended.
- And I'm talking about - Nicodemus. Mum and dad so named.
- Hmm ... strange name, that is, I would say is very rare and beautiful - corrected "nomenclature."
- And I - Valeria Mikhailovna. You can call just Leroy, I allow. You, Nick, I'll let it!
Then she drowned in the toilet for a long time used a condom - to conceal the evidence. We go down and bleed, but he did not want to drown. Finally, tired of messing with the Leray unsinkable rubber. She buttoned up and re-adopted the official form.
- I must admit, Nicodemus, you liked me. Very, - she said in a friendly and at the same time quite businesslike. - I'd like to meet regularly. Think I can be grateful.
"As a scratching at the solemn meeting - I was amazed - now will award a medal."
- You're a student? I tied some connections. You are, I think it would be useful.
"Do not trust your spell. Wants to buy, well, well ... "
- The time of contact will agree later. This is my telephone number. - Valeria Mikhailovna with a polite smile handed me a business card, and, lowering her voice, she added:
- Get going one by one. At first I, then - you.
- That's as usual - I nodded.
- If all is quiet, knock on the door.
And she flew off. Persistent aroma of expensive perfume stretched her long train. A minute passed, another fifth ... ... Promised signal was not. I sat and thought, perhaps, no more boring than sitting around in the toilet.
Behind the scenes was somehow gloomy. Cockpit door was open, and to me, rattling buckets, a cleaning woman entered the woman Galya. In fact, it is the only way known - Galya, in fact, her name was Galia Makhmudovna. She stood on his crooked legs, holding a mop in hand, sinewy, and looked at me sternly and yet compassionately.
- They'll just wear out, the girls something. Vaughn, already a person asleep.
Dirty nail scratching a big wart under the nose and whiskers, the woman reached into her pocket Gal dirty, ragged coat, took out a bundle oiled and gave it to me.
- On-ka here, the girls you have sent parcels. Eat a little, and then, come the morning not zhramshi, sidyuchi zdesya.
After completing the assignment with the will, Galia Makhmudovna intercepted a mop in the operating position, dipped in a bucket of dirty water and began scrubbing the tile floor cracked.
- Ponasrali something ponasrali - she repeated her raspy voice, wielding rag. - Intellectuals bad, God damn them. Come on, pick up his feet, sat ish mulberries.
I eat dry toast and I thought that I sit here, it seems, right up to his death. Agree, not very much is pleasant - spend my life in the toilet! And the women here are some strange. Did not seem to come to different, but one and the same - just an every day becomes older. Strange, I thought, years go by, it gets old, but for some reason I'm staying still young.
Maid has been cleaning up and wearily leaned his hand on the handle of the mop.
- Well, you can teperecha and relax. Well, you're our fancy man, little by little refreshed?
- Yeah, thank you very much, granny Gal.
- Duc, thanks not get off - said Baba Galya discontented voice. - Let me Teperecha. I want to. Long time no zhivehonkogo tried. Mop something I have become boring.
She unbuttoned her coat and began zadripanny down the huge, pink, with spots of bleach pants.
Seeing chlorinated pants, I shouted wildly, began rushing to the toilet and woke up ...!
Near the basin rattled buckets and someone shouted a voice Makhmudovna Gaul, "Here, zdesya flows. I do zamayalas mop. "
- "Yes, - answered the man's voice - there should be boiled. No welding can not do, no doubt, Fedya? "
- "That's right - confirmed another voice - pour.
Baba Galya, glasses washed? "
- "Maybe you still get the glasses? No sir, maybe not kill you. "
- "That's true too. From this, no bacteria can not survive okromya us. "
After some time, unknown to slave Valeria Mikhailovna started banging on the pipes with something metallic.
"Today we do not cook, a short day today and tomorrow - a day off. So on Monday and begin. "
- "Duck flood because until Monday, then."
- "Do not flood. Wait a riser block it, we, let us shut toilet, and on Monday from utrechkom make a fresh mind ... "
I darted into the cabin, like a ferret, locked in a chicken coop.
No, until Monday I will not survive. Was only one thing - to come out and surrender! Let reported to parents, to college - not to die, in the end, in the toilet! But ... Exit seems to have. We just get together and, as actors say, enter into the image. And I went. Pulled out his notebook, took out a pen, give a person the appropriate state-run expression. And busily saying, "Well, well, that's so, how." Marched to the door.
- It's all right - they were my first words on the outside. - Heating pipes do not leak, do not smoke.
The glasses were frozen in the hands of the astonished mechanics, mustache under the nose of Gaul Makhmudovna up on end. It was necessary to develop a success. And I've developed:
- And on the other floors in heating rate?
- Uh-uh, - said the woman, Galya - I believe, right ... And you who are you?
- I come from a boiler inspection, the inspector, so to speak. Check the availability of systems for winter conditions.
- Yes, still summer, fall down.
- Prepare the sleigh in summer - I was joking, sweet smile. - The boiler then you where? In the basement?
- We have central heating, - answered Baba Galya, picking a wart near the nose. - No no boiler at all.
- No, no. Our easy - I said something to write it down. - Then tell me, comrade, how do I find the deputy director for quartermaster? We ought to issue documents.
- So you are in our Cavalry Mikhailovna? She's home for AHoChu.
- I saw her Wait a - said Fedya locksmith. - Rode along the corridor, as though she who screwed with the problem.
- Eyny office on the first floor. Wait a show. - Maid trudged up the stairs behind me, where, and held our farewell.
Shortly after thanking Baba Galya for your cooperation, looking askance at the broom, which is gripped in her hand, I trotted sedately along the corridor.
- Look at you, Inspector, and the young of this - I flew back babygaliny farewell. - And where did come from? Hay climbed through a window?
- They are now bright, - laughed, Fedya. - Pour.

Instead of an epilogue.
I walked through the streets, bathed in the summer sun. Inhaled the scent of rain-washed trees, flower beds and rejoiced, rejoiced in newfound freedom!
Yes, dear friends, life, eventually, an unprecedentedly great stuff!