A story of love Shell on the beach

Having paid off the night light, she pressed the phone's display to make sure that she was not Igor wrote sms was not, and she decided that it is not necessary to write the first, put the cell phone under the pillow and went to sleep.

On the morning of the next day in her life began tale. Mid-June, 2010goda she will remember forever. Every three days it awakened a courier with flowers, and every evening after it came Igor. Where are they just were not, she visited all the restaurants in the city and beyond. Igor did her expensive gifts, she went with him to the tastings, private parties, receptions, concerts celebrities.

Every day he confessed his love for her, saying that she was his alone. They walked along the promenade to enjoy the sea, the sunset and the moon, and distract them from the privacy of calls only, phone Igor. Victoria was happy for her, Igor was everything, and the air, and life without it she could not survive the day. And that wonderful day when they first happened proximity, it will be remembered even after death.

It happened on June 24 that day Igor nowhere planned to invite Victoria. He came to her home with a gift. Entering the apartment, he told her, holding a package

-Examples, I think it should fit you.

Thank you darling. Victoria kissed him on the cheek, and went into another room. While she was gone, Igor set the table, lit the candles, put out the light, put two glasses and opened a bottle of red wine.

In the doorway, she seemed, with her hair, light make-up, in a dark blue evening dress, which so gracefully accentuated her figure. Gloss her lips so clearly pointed out their path. Igor wanted to kiss her endlessly, and Victoria herself never let go for a minute.

Well like I told you, I is the dress? -proiznesla, Embarrassed Victoria.

Igor came out of her words, and looking into his eyes, said,

You're beautiful, and you like it?

Yes, very nice, thank you again. -Viktoriya Looked at the table. -And You is romantic.

-I Have a little sit down, I bought French wine, let's drink to us.

Victoria sat in front of Igor, he was afraid to look at her, he was so anxious to be tempted, but he knew that Tori proximity is a big step. If they suddenly to part, it will survive a break, but it is unlikely. When the wine was dopit, and the conversation became boring, Victoria offered to play music.

Igor sat on the sofa, Victoria followed suit, she clung to him like a teddy bear. Igor hit the "play", played romantic melody. Victoria began to gently kiss him on the lips. He reciprocated, then pushed her and whispered,

Torus, I think you should not go on, or we have done foolishly.

Victoria a little shy, and felt a woman of easy virtue, but because she wanted to close that to tolerate, no strength. They both want it, so why not cross the barriers, especially Igor said that he would never leave her.

-I Want it myself, I love you so much, I want you to be my first and last man. 'She said with difficulty suppressing his fear.

Igor thought again, he is the first to be able to, but the last is overkill, but wine plays in the blood, says the opposite, he justified himself that Victoria herself wanted this. In an extreme case, like all the previous women in his life, she would be able to survive a break.

Well then, let's continue. 'I said Igor, moving it They have merged in a passionate kiss, his left hand holding her waist, his right hand, he unbuttoned her dress, gentle movements of hands, Igor started to shoot it with Victoria. When the dress was on the floor, and it was only in shorts and bra, her body began to tremble.

-Don't Be afraid, my sweet, I'm with you, everything will be fine. Igor took off his T-shirt and jeans, and now the two of them were alone in their underwear. He gently laid her on the sofa, and her body strewn with passionate kisses. She felt weak bra, after touching the clasp, and a moment later, he found himself in the same place and dress.

His warm lips began to caress her breast, and his hands slid to the only thing on her body that was going on, she remembered vaguely. When she came to, Igor kissed her on the lips and said,

-Now You just mine alone.

They spent together all night and this morning, Igor re away on business. On this day, as always, he hung up, but as usual in the evening, he did not call her. Phone Igor silent and the next day, and after two or even a week.

One night she came sms that he network, it immediately began to call him, but at the end of the line again answered by an agent, and in the morning she was awakened by the doorbell. It was a courier with a huge bouquet of yellow roses, this time there was a note.

Victoria was so glad the guy with the flowers that he was ready to kiss. Going home, she took the note and read

"Tory, you have been the best days of my life, and if I lived a second time, then the one second life, I would have spent with you. Forgive me if you can, for everything. If you believe in omens, then you should know the meaning of yellow flowers. "

This strike, she did not expect, and what to do next, she is now completely understood. There was only one desire, to disappear forever from this world. With cotton legs Victoria wandered into the room, where there was a computer to find the answer to the last question, what kind of sign associated with yellow flowers.

Finding the answer was no more doubt, this is the end, finish her sweet tale. It is as if from heaven to earth collided, and it fell with a crash right on the asphalt. All day she had been crying, difficulty falling asleep and she wanted to know only one thing, that it all -this is why he left her, why did not really explained, and that really happened to him. The heart was the hope that you can still recover.

It's the first morning of her days, and today, on this weekday, hard, on Monday, it has not awakened his sms to wish good morning, and a courier with flowers and obnoxious ringing alarm, which rang for the third time. Victoria struggled to her and sat down on the bed. After looking at the swollen face with tears, she hit the mirror, then pinched his arm, no, it is not a dream, it is not a nightmare, this is reality, and everything that happened to her beautiful fairy tale with a terrible end.

When she finally realized that it's time to run to work, then he jumped as scalded and bringing himself up, hurried to the hospital. Working time, like never before, passed slowly, boring and terribly boring. She looked at the people who told her about their problems, and mentally wished that they were silent, and drew attention to it, with a bunch of issues are more important than those that they have.

-I Have your problemy.-I thought Victoria looking at each patient who came to her today, at this very gray day in her life.

Time dragged on endlessly, but the first-time all-taki ended, and she wandered through the streets of the city, to its completely empty house, where there was no one with whom she could share her grief. This evening, like the former, was in tears alone with cigarettes and wine. She fell asleep sitting in a chair, watching TV, for which there was another romance.

Like okachennaya kostryuli of boiling water, she was awakened by the doorbell ringing. Victoria looked through the peephole and could not believe my eyes, the door was Igor. She opened to him, he rushed to hug and kiss him.

Igor picked her up and carried her into the room, where he laid her on the sofa. Victoria felt a strong smell of alcohol.

-Igor, Where have you been, what it all means? I felt so bad without you. She asked, gently kissing and hugging him.

Come on, I'll explain everything later. Igor answered.

His hands glided over her waist, he began to unbutton her bra, strewn kissing her face and neck. Then he started kissing her bare breasts and remove her breeches. She was very excited, passion began to take precedence over her mind. When he began to take off his clothes, she abruptly settled down and thought about his absence for two weeks, and that he said goodbye to her, sent a note, and these yellow flowers.

Victoria realized that he might disappear again, and decided to find out everything when he again approached her and started hugging and kissing her, she gently pushed him and asked him, -Igor, I think, not worth it, tell me everything first. Victoria wore a bra. Igor stood up from the couch, straightened his pants.

-I Can not, and do not want to explain anything. He looked at her and shouted,

-No One will know neither you nor she, all women are fools, all of me in fig.

Igor walked quickly to the door, put on his boots, and told her from the hallway.

-So Far, maybe I'll see you, yeah, and take it. He put the envelope on a table near the door.

Recovering himself, Victoria ran into the hallway, but it was not there, the landing he also left quickly. She ran to the window and watched as he got into his car and drove the wheels squeal tronuvshis in a dark street.

She took opened the envelope, there was a large amount of money with a note "Everything is for sale in this world, even love."

She could throw out the envelope, but in this sense absolutely no seen. If he looked like Victoria defiantly throws them out, then she would do it, and so it was quite useless. And Victoria has decided to leave them to return at the first meeting. From all of this concert, which gave Igor, she was worse. As she had anticipated, he disappeared again, this time permanently.

Loneliness, hopelessness, sadness, apathy and futility, it is only part of what felt Victoria for a month after the visit by Igor strange. His phone treacherously silent on the SMS he did not answer. Victoria could come to his apartment and deal with it, but where is it going, because Igor three apartments, all in different cities, and she knew only one, in which he very rarely appeared.

Every evening she was crying, began to drink heavily and smoked in a day pack. Nothing it was not happy, she began to miss working days, he took sick. Everyone in the area seemed to her black and boring. Igor is no longer appearing, and she knew that more never see him again, but languished in the heart of hope, and she sought his dull eyes, all men who passed by her.

This Saturday August woke her music, which is played at the neighbors living on the floor above. Victoria stood up, looked at herself in the mirror and said,

-Pachka Cigarettes, two bottles of wine, three cups of coffee, and it's for one night, a bit too much for a girl 23 years. All that's enough, I start a new life. Now pomoyus, then I go out into the street, and tomorrow I shall come to someone of her friends to visit. She stood in the shower, the water was flowing over her naked body, Victoria imagined that with a trickle of warm water flow away her sorrow and grief.

Today, she decided to start a new life, knowing in my heart that in order to start something new, you need to completely erase from the old life. Igor said goodbye to her forever, he threw it, and not even remained friends, he just disappeared, and with his disappearance, he left a pile of doubt and hope that all is not lost.

Victoria looked at the display in a mobile phone, was eleven o'clock in the morning. She got out and went to the city park. Having found a completely empty bench opposite the monument, Tori decided to sit down and finished his cigarette. She never liked to smoke on-the-go, so when the lungs are working doubly breathing becomes somehow hard.

Immerse yourself in, she looked at the bench opposite, and recalled how he and Igor sat on it, as he tenderly kissed and hugged and promised that he would never give up. Like a bolt from the blue, her thoughts broke off signals loud machines. She looked to the side of the monument, and myself skazala-

Ah, yes, today is Saturday, day of weddings, all come here to lay flowers. Another one happy couple in the world has increased.