The love story I still love you

And this time, Margo gathered five or six girls, noisy Kompashki we settled on the balcony two-bedroom apartment rented by a friend of mine. Six months ago, she was separated from her husband and now enjoy your own rhythm of life. Margo wondered all at a time, and each layout is accompanied by jokes and laughter. My turn came:

- Marin, you come too Kinema - suggested Margo.
- What for? I've already decided: bird in the garden, I go to work, get paid and go to the apartment, along with a small, - I stated.

- Come Kinema that you expect when you go away from my husband! - Margo, as never was in shock.
- Okay, come on - I humbly accepted. Margo quickly spread her cards.

- Marin, and when are you going to go? - She asked warily.
- I think in six months - I suggested.

- No, Marina, your care is already at the door, very close. You go into a house, and you let your husband. In some "king" is of interest to you, he invites you to the house, where you will live. And you are all well, Marin, not just good, but space!

-Come on!? - I laughed. Who's so brave found? Moved to the memory of all his "buddy", I have not found conformity on this layout. We have pomusolit this topic, but the evening came to an end, all fled to their homes, except for me, I would have to run forty kilometers.

In the morning, I received an SMS from her husband: "Read others' correspondence is not good, but very informative" .  Hmm, it looks like the water staring Margot - be divorce .  What did he read, I guess, and for such antics do not pat on the head .  Including "ICQ", I read another message, but on Viti .  Banal, "Hi, how are you? " - "Hello, I am fine. How are you? "-" That's all great, maybe we have dinner tonight? "-" Hmm, the thing is that I do not live in Krasnodar and in Krymsk " .  "No problem, I have a car" .  - "And I'm married))" .  - "Well, I'm sorry, guys, I do not know! "-" The truth is, I'm going to go away " .  - "Come on permanent residence in Krasnodar" .  - "And what will I do there? "-" Deactivate your apartment, you will live there, how much per month you should be 20, 30? "-" What, and child in the garden work? "-" Yes, there is a link " .  - "Why do you need this? "-" Just help a good man " .  - "That is a good uncle, a magician? "-" No, I always wander the sites and help those who can help " .  - "Before I make a decision, I need to see you" .  - "Well, agree, I will come" .  That is the dialogue we have turned .  Just kind of a fairy tale! Margot only the day before I laid it all on the cards, and here it is already knocking, and all one-to-one! Of course, it was the fears and doubts, and insecurities, but it was a chance to break out of the vicious circle now! .  The soul wanted mission and love! With my face all day never left a smile, but it was time to return to earth, home .

My husband met me at the station, most of the roads we were silent. Before the house he asked:
- Marin, you think this is normal?
- What? - I pretended to know nothing.
- So, what do you do on the internet - a grimace, he said.
- I do not like? Let's divorce - these words so easily passed my lips, I was surprised this fact.
- Is that, in your opinion, the yield, or what? - Outraged Alex.
- I do not know you also do not like it, but I like it - yes, it was a very arrogant and insolent response on my part, but I said it deliberately, to accelerate his departure. I have been "out of a suitcase." He tried to smooth my attack. In vain. I've already decided.
The first thing to do is to issue Ptashkin documents: residence, citizenship, medical insurance, pension policy. I went on all day, stuck in queues with constant "ICQ" on the phone. And there passed our relationship with Victor. We tried to take a closer look, and I realized that I hurried to my first impression of him - we are Wesley chatting with him for hours, but the interest in communicating with him I have not lost, unlike the rest of his companions.
In one of these absences we met. I put on my favorite sarafanchik, pins, earrings, purse - just a star. At the appointed place at the appointed time, he was waiting for me in the car. Now I find it hard to remember what I felt when I saw him. I only remember that picture and he - are two different people. But even when faced with him in the street, it would be unlikely to pay attention to it. I always liked the broad-dark-haired, dark-skinned and with the desirable blue eyes. And Victor - skinny blonde, cropped 'unit under the "long and stooping. Ho. Something about it I was hooked, I felt that the ordinary eye can not see. My body just reacted sense of molten lava flowing in my veins. I did not attach any importance to this time, because the experience and it was rife. Judge for yourself - a married woman meets with a completely strange man, and the knowledge that can happen anything.
- Hi - greeted Victor, despite the fact that we had already talked on the phone today.
- Hi, - worrying, I said.
- Well, in reality, I am the same as the photo? - He asked.
- No, - without hesitation, I replied. - You're completely different.
We went around the city were easy conversation, simultaneously solving my business documents. My husband seemed to feel that something was wrong: called twice, it was very unusual for him, and even offered to pick me up, that very amazing!
- He feels, - said Victor. - If I found out that my wife is like that in a car with someone rolls around, I would have killed her, and then whether it would be ... I'm not jealous, but the hut was asleep.
What could I say to that? I said nothing, trying to silence the voice of his own conscience, and we changed the subject. It was time to say goodbye.
- Well, nice to meet you, yet - cute smile, I said. In his eyes there was a question, not a given aloud.
- So far, asleep, - he said.
Slamming the door, I went to a nearby parking lot, happily surrounded by trees, where I was waiting for Alex. Feeling slightly guilty, I sat in the car for her husband.
- Well, how? All documents made? - Alex asked.
- Yeah - I chuckled.
- Marin, you really made a very big deal! - I looked at him questioningly. - Yes I did this year, and you can do it in two weeks, you're done!
- No, smart, - talk to him did not want to. The dizzy thoughts like I Vite or not, what will happen next, and will at all? After five hours of communication with him, I never saw in his eyes a male interest, which is always seen in the eyes of other men. And then just a wall of some sort. And we said goodbye almost cold. "Everything came home, so get a grip on you now will look in-law, and she is a woman shrewd ..."
- Marin, went to the park with a bird? - I asked Alex out of the car.
- To the park? - How is it that he decided to have "even walk?" We rarely went anywhere, or rather, once a month, and it is low paid very little time.
- Yes, of course, only disguise - I was surprised I said, and went into the house. Notification sms sounded in the stillness of the room like a shot. "All right? "- I read a sms-ku on Viti. "Yes" - I replied. "Can call you? "" No, "to which he sent a sad smiley.
The next day, after seeing all the work, as always, I turned on the computer, on Viti immediately received a message "Hello." Somehow I sighed, and touched the keys and also sent him a "hello." Answer me, to put it mildly, surprised: "Well, talk to me !!! "His fingers froze over the keyboard to tell you, mentally I asked a question. "Our conversation is still valid? "- Said Victor. - "Yes". - "I thought that no options." - "I thought so too, you do not even look at me! "-" I was watching you just do not see. " It's funny, or I ceased to understand men, being married, or ...? But I was not able to continue my question.

The love story I still love you

The soul has stood in the pleasant anticipation of something new, the "wind of change" not only blew and blew me away completely. We agreed on the date of my departure. You're two weeks. How do I explain to my parents that I leave a complete stranger, about which I know that divorced, have a child, lives alone, works, and then only with his words? !! I am most worried about how it will this affect them and does not care a reaction husband's family. I just knew that I just will not let go, and was ready for any eventuality.
The conversation with her husband went extremely unpleasant. Although it instructive tirade on "if you're on the s ..., I do not for you ... for my daughter," I caught a good sense. And agreed that a little while will live with them, without me. Birdie strongly tied to these people, still, because they gave her his love large doses, so I give her one can not. And take her right away and deprive all of what she was used to, I could not because I remember myself as a child, was given to me as a move to another city, how many tears were shed, children's tears ...
When I informed the parents of the news, their first reaction was shock. Why is that? Where? To whom? After all, according to all the others, we Lesha was all good! Of course, good, because I went and smiled, "stepping on your throat," whenever I start a riot inside the "how I'm sick of it all!" Most of all I was surprised by my mother: I do not expect her to such support, it was agreed that I should go away, however, she did not like exactly where I was going. Five months after these events, my family told through the laughter that wanted to break my leg, so I will not leave. Yes, at that time it was already funny. Mother-in-all learned in the last day, pleased with her saying "I love you constantly scolded you to be better." Well, better from this nobody was, I thought, picking up the bag.
Last night in the house, and what will happen tomorrow? Adrenaline in the blood exceeds all acceptable norms what the hell sleep ?! And Birdie behaved uneasily, woke up at five in the morning and sputter something about the bear, who hid in the corner. To leave without her was hard, as if I'm losing a part of yourself, but other options I could not see. Leave it to my mother, I also could not have more than a half Birdie did not want to be in my parents' house. Saying goodbye in-law, who was busy with small, I turned and walked away. It felt like standing on the edge of the cliff and take a step. But where? Up or down?
Throughout the road while I was riding the bus, I tried to calm the beating of the heart, but to no avail. It does not help even a special breathing technique of yoga, which I learned once, in one of the many communities for the development of the individual. He greeted me with a smile, kissed his cheek, and I felt easy and light, everything became unimportant. The apartment, which he took for me, needed general cleaning everywhere could see the traces of the recent renovation. We left my bag and went to buy things essentials, except furniture there was nothing. The department utensils hypermarket Victor stopped at the shelves of the pan. I anxiously looked at the bowl, asked:
- What is this for?
- Like what? - He was surprised. - I'm going to cook!
- I do not want to cook - as the cut off, I said, why has earned a full view of the disturbance Viti probably something I did not say anything. Just three years spent near the stove, developed a strong aversion to food in general, and in particular its preparation. The husband's family feast loved and arranged them incredibly often. Perhaps this will pass in time, but now wish to surprise him with some culinary masterpiece was missing. To my chagrin, pan, still went to the consumer trolley.
Still had to wash the floor and furniture from fillings and construction dust. What I took after we returned home from shopping. And Victor saying, "The Moor has done his work, the Moor can go," sprawled on the couch.
Strange it is, I thought, wiping the kitchen cupboard, in his eyes there is no standard of male lust, which is often seen in the opposite sex .  I have always been clear motives of people, when they begin to chat, but here it's not clear ... Well, "we" wait, I smiled to myself .  Well, enough for today cleaning, three buckets of water has changed .  I flopped beside him on the sofa .  My heart jumped up and away at a gallop .  How is it? Still, I waited for Victor as the show itself ... all - nothing like that! That day he did not touch me with his finger, why I was filled to him sincere respect .  We just chatted about nothing, or rather, he said, because I was silent .  Then I can be compared to a man who came out of prison and looking at what is happening in perplexity - what's going on? I learned to see the world again, everything was new to me, and again, and many things I did not know how to react! By the evening he left, and I caught myself thinking that without him was empty .
The next day, the front door swung open without knocking .  "Here, damn, I did not have time domyt floors prior to his arrival" .  Vitya again looked down at me as I crawl on all fours with a rag in his hand .  With an effort, I hid a smile, he does not necessarily know that I'm glad to see him .  On this day, we went to the supermarket for home appliances and some other little thing, and when they returned, the two lay down on the couch jack .  We are about something talking, and I decided to sit next to him .  Everything that happened next defies explanation! Every cell in my body wanted this man and reciprocated at every touch .  What is it? My God, my child, you're 28 years old and you feel the first time such a strong physical lust ?! Congratulations, maybe with him you know what an orgasm? My thoughts swirl swept past .  Then the brain neuro "smoked on the sidelines until we meticulously studied each other .  Somewhere in the distance I heard a voice: "And now torments! "At times I undressed already lying on the couch alone, and Victor, dressed, stood at the exit and looked at me, his eyes danced enrage .  If I could get up, I would have applauded him standing! What a delightful excerpt, because he wanted no less than I do, but the most interesting place up and leave !!! And I really suffered - that he discovered in me for a long time did not allow me to stand up, and all I wanted at that time, to quickly come tomorrow .  After all, he comes and will not run away, I will not let him do that again with me .  Squeaked the phone, I read the message "You are super" .  In which place? After all, I have not done anything!
There was tomorrow. Good mood ruined my mother's phone call. She reminded that I have a daughter who needs mom. The bright colors described how in-law angrily inquired, "Why do you, the parent, are not reason with his daughter ?! "Birdie like a fever, which for some reason does not break, and it caused" Ambulance ". In the end, my mother asked the question that tormented me all the months that followed: "When are you coming? "
- Today, most likely in the evening - I said with regret.
- I'll take little to his day. You should have time before she returns to him, okay? - She asked nervously
- Okay, Mom, - I am humbly agreed with her.
Tried to open the door, I locked it, to insure themselves against a sudden invasion, so I can have a couple of seconds a deep breath. Now I could not hide a smile when they met, when she opened the door. According to the tradition that has developed during this short period, Victor went into the kitchen to have a cup of coffee. We have something talked, and I reluctantly told him about my conversation with my mother, and that I should leave now.
- When are you leaving?
I do not know - I sighed and thought to myself that will not go until we're not will lie! Inside I still tensed, his head full of porridge, emotions and feelings, hitherto unknown to me, have fallen waterfall. I would like once again to melt in his arms, to feel alive! For all my life I was sure that frigid. Yes, the majority of women know how to please a man, but you want it? What happened with us with Victor, it was so natural, gentle and beautiful ... .. !! Between us was not sex, but the unity of bodies and souls, for me it was a revelation ... I realized that I had not lived before, and there is intercellular multiple reflections. And he made several discoveries: First, I'm not frigid, secondly, I liked and wanted to touch him, and thirdly, the first time in my life I was really happy.