Glamur in streets of Vyazma

We sometimes come there with friends for rest on the target. And here long-awaited Friday. Kostja, I and ZHora, sitting in Ford Mondeo we rush in a direction to «the world centre» … (so we in the company name our nice small town). Behind a car window the sun shines, the nature pleases with juiciness of green paints and fresh air. Moscow remained far behind, and pure air fills our lungs.

Only three hours by the car - and we in other world: bad roads, ragged small restaurants, hamovatyj narodets, in general, a full bog. Such sensation, that time here runs as in slow-motion shot, it is not enough events and few emotions.

Kostja pompously sat at the wheel and was responsible for our safety. I continually switched radio stations on the receiver, including loudness to everything from what ZHora aches on back sitting, asking silences and calmnesses. But my nature does not know pity, and we listen to Fate to the full extent.

Day in Vyazma has flown by in efforts and evening has begun. We have for old time's sake decided to recollect a youth and to be engaged semom maidens. With words: «Skill you will not spend on drink» we lodge in the car and have moved on unique central street in search of "game".

So, a rule the first - presence of "an abrupt wheelbarrow». To Vjazemsky measures it that was necessary, plus besides Moscow numbers which had on surrounding hypnotic influence.

And the second rule – ponty, the more, the better.

We cut music to the full extent, we open windows and slowly, not hurrying up, we slide on evening prominadu.  

From a music roar in car Zhora has slipped on back sitting and has run in whom. Kostju this invention amused and on his face the cheerful grin did not descend. I felt myself in the 29 years on all 18 …  

Time 19 ch 00 minutes We have driven basic "Broadway", all ulov has made four stops and two musorki.

- MDAA, - has told lingeringly and thoughtfully Kostja.

- Where fish bl …???? - I have sworn.

- I have told, that this foolish invention, - have squeaked ZHora.

We have exchanged glances from Bones and have slantwise looked on ZHora.

- Alarmists in a luggage carrier. Yes the girl will not give up to the asking!!!

No sooner said than done, we as a fighter aircraft have gone on the second circle.

Time 20ч 00мин. There was such sensation, that the city has died out. Lonely old women yes the tipsy youth aimlessly wandered on sidewalk. Fishes both were not, and are not present.

But with the motto on a life «the Result is a business of statistics!!!» We do not recede and as kites over a victim, we continue to ransack on a city in search of victims.

Loud music which rumbled from the car, drew attention of associates.

Yes, it was abruptly. This sensation of the internal superiority over others arose only when you go by the car on small town back streets where people with earnings in 5 thousand roubles a month crowd at stops pending marshrutok. In their extinct eyes there is no dream, there only hopelessness and a rage. When you pass by them, and they see off you a sight to full hatred and envy. They in the dying mind cannot understand, how it is possible to earn on such car and a unique explanation  which it at them is that you the THIEF.

There have passed some minutes, and I began to drive the arrogant thoughts from a head a huge broom.

- Stop! Will suffice!! So it is possible and to turn to 100 % of the cynic, after all at the worst, that people who pass by such as we, by cars in cost from 100 thousand u.e … test.? Everyone thinks to the extent of the attitude, - I have finished the conclusion.  

Time 21ч 00мин. Devices say that dvizhuha in a city has begun. Evening tusnja in Vyazma is a special condition which shocks people who did not live in small towns a little. The people start to leave the houses on prominad. Girl-friends with fighting raskraskoj on the person «a-lja the Female bobuina» in marriage pairing, as a rule, dress the most expensive clothes. In a kind of full absence of taste all this meeting looks as flight of ill-matched parrots.

Also it is considered norm to drink on the move beer and to neigh (laughter it difficult to name) on all street, thereby to draw the attention of individuals of an opposite sex.

Children not far have left from girls: sports trousers and malicious persons. On not clear to the reasons it is considered to me abruptly if your person reminds a mimicry of a photo from the list «them the militia» searches.

And here, narisovyvaemsja we happy and smiling. Associates perceive us as full idiots or smoked. The second, by the way, raises our status at local level.  

We approach on the central area. On the contrary - the most expensive snack bar of a city with the proud name «Restaurant" Jamsky ", a such hybrid of marble floors with the plastered walls. Full absence of taste in an interior and bad kitchen.

Lateral sight I notice the purpose. Three class popki which  have appeared on horizon.

- Stop, the car!!!

- The wheel right, we approach, – I give valuable instructions to the helmsman.

We overtake girl-friends, otsenivajushche we look at them, and they on us, by sight to a Trinity of years on 19 and, most likely, students of local HIGH SCHOOL.

Acquaintance occurs between process of braking and my sortie of the car.

- Good afternoon, madams.

I smile in all person, and in the answer I hear the squeezed snickers.

- Prompt to poor hussars how to reach the nearest decent institution?

Girls exchange glances and show me restaurant which is opposite to us, I understand, that tuplju and I continue dialogue.

- Let's meet more close, young ladies? My name is Alexey for you Lesha.  If there are other wishes it is ready to listen :-))

I approach closely.

In the answer names which I forget at once sound:

- Olja

- Masha

- Dasha

- And where a way hold, young ladies?

Kulyomki exchange glances also with chorus answer:

- We behind a chocolate in a stall go.

There passes standard idle talk, then there is a pretext to grasp their chocolate and more something to tea and to go to a secluded place. Our offer as a matter of fact consisted in a trip to us in a cottage which is on city suburb in the most elite area.

Dialogue developed successfully, girls went willingly on contact. Here from the car to the aid has approached Kostja and the is clever-serious kind has made additional good impression. In general, I already considered minute when we will go to us, but ladies had a reasonable question: «And who the third?»

ZHora in the meantime it was hammered on back sitting of the car and on any arrangements disagreed to get out. It was necessary to undertake non-standard approaches. I have put girls abreast and we, clapping all together in ladoshi, with shouts: «ZHora  ZHora, leave!», shouted at all area.

Our timid friend at last has deigned to get out of the car, he felt the hero and has straight off wanted to tell a joke, but it was the useless story-teller by nature, and to the middle of the story he has forgotten a joke.

In general, on a honey flank as usually there was a notorious spoon of tar. After a train of gurgling sounds and silly uncertain speech of the little girl of a steel in a stupor. A pause.

And here, as to spite, the rain begins. I suggest to reach to a stall by the car, but girlfriends, seeing our Moscow numbers, strain.  

As a result, we from Bones hide from a rain in the car, and ZHora with girlfriends goes to a stall.  We in the given situation carried out a small lamp role, accompanied going, shining with it road to a dark lane.

Has passed about 10 mines, girls have bought a desired chocolate and with indecent champing absorbed it directly in the street. Judging as ZHora trudged behind them, I have understood that with this variant oblom. Internally I recognised the strategic error that has entrusted this business not udachniki to the lady's man.

Observing norms of decency, we have said goodbye to them. They fast short steps have disappeared from a light stain of our headlights and were gone in night.

           ZHora got wet from a rain  has climbed on back sitting and has frowned.

- Well, the Philanderer of the horse-radishes, has scared away all fish!!! - we have snatched on it.

- What rozhna you the stupid jokes tell. When adult men talk - children stand and smile.

- On an extreme case simply the name would tell, and when have already gone, they already figs would come off!!!

ZHora has assumed a proud air, has inhaled a full breast air and has given out.

 - Yes, to me one of them has told, that at her place anybody is not present also me has invited to itself!!! Here!

- Yes??? Really? - We have begun to neigh in two voices.

- And what  horse-radish you then sit here with us, instead of go in a direction of its house?  

ZHora has faltered and prirgruzilsja, he something muffledly muttered but so plainly and has not answered.

- The kid, listen to adults, learn to distinguish at last when lady to joke 19 years and they not secular lionesses will desire, you not, and that so nareveshsja sometime and will be we your broken heart on all to a garden ring to collect.  

Gas pedal and we rush into a floor at night, it opens to us the embraces, giving cool air and attracting   new adventures.  

Under music from a film «Criminal reading matter» we in 100-th time pass on the planned route.

And here IT - "Bingo": two amazing beauties went lonely on dark streets. Kostja has understood all without words and we are sharply developed on road and we catch up with them.

The standard scenario, EXIT, smile, pair of compliments, an exchange of names … passes 2-3 minutes and the treasured word "Dokuchaevo" sounds is that place where I suggested all of us to go. And here at them eyes light up.

- And we remember you, we couple of years got acquainted with you back?! At the wheel, likely, sits Kostja, and with you was Rum and ZHora, – they continue .

I am a little puzzled by such turn and I try to recollect them. But they continue.

- You still then have got drunk and stuck to mine to sister, and then to me and more to two girls.  

It is a phrase definitively beats out me from balance and I answer:

- But it was pleasant to you???

She coquettishly smiles.

Here the car leaves Kostja and affably smiles, on his eyes I too see, that it not a fig does not remember these girlfriends.  

Situation following: all understand, that we already so know for a long time each other, that today's evening are simply obliged to spend together. Here two more acquaintances of these girls approach to us, we joke and we laugh. Girls are interested, as all of us can be located on back sitting. I explain, that the car has property to be stretched and the more so, that can be more pleasant, than the sitting girl on knees.

We again all together laugh, and the window here opens, familiar head ZHory gets out  and speaks a word GREETINGS. I strain a little, remembering last case.

Girls pay to it attention. And here it gives out:

- Little girls, listen to a new joke …. (Pause)

- ZHora!!! To sleep!!! – simultaneously from Bones have bellowed at it.  

It with insult interrupts the story, but all the same leaves and becomes near to us.

This time all has managed and in five minutes we already go in a direction of our place of a disposition.

All was super: the car, night, music, girls squealed on sharp turns, the good mood overflowed us and easy burning in the field of a breast from an anticipation of today's evening.

- Well, here and our modest izba, - I ascertained.

Before us there is a three-storyed cottage of a worthy kind, besides recently in all house have made excellent repair.

In hole houses have been organised process of distribution of slippers then all have together gone to a drawing room.

And here I have noticed a metamorphosis which occurs to girlfriends whom you bring to the smart house. At first they are lighted as a candle when have a seat in the car and you press on gas. But when they step over a house threshold, they ofigevajut from the house, as a sparrow from grechki. They start to draw to themselves unrealizable dreams, to enter here not as the girl on an hour, and as the full mistress. On it galljutsinogennom their process usually and peremykaet and they start to behave not adequately.

Whence do not undertake, they try to recollect good form rules, though collective farmers by definition. Begin svjatitsja thriftiness, tenderness and cleanliness. From such metamorphoses ofigevaju I, Kostja and even ZHora.

Having come into a drawing room, we find a table forced by dirty ware. But, that I see! Girl-friends on fault collect all this hren from a table and bear it in a sink. All revives,  at me to be created such sensation, that to us four Cinderellas have on a visit called in. Girls pull out each other more untidily a cup  and start to compete, who will prove in respect of the dishwasher more. We collapse on sofas and we begin stebatsja over all occurring process. I recollect at once the apartment with the hammered sink and dirty floors the second week ….))

One of girls has not sufficed dirty ware and she rushed about the poor thing, not knowing as itself to show in our eyes. Here the girl-friend has seen, that Kostja sits without tapok, it bystrenko podsuetilas and has brought them, thus has insinuatingly looked to it in eyes.   

Danaja the picture has for some reason called association me «a dog and the owner». On so much it it was touching and ridiculous. If she knew, that Kostja the child so it and had to go on a cold floor barefoot is married and at it.  

After a while all was ready to tea drinking. Considering, that we the settled nondrinkers, and girls have decided to accept a role «noble maidens» we  have peacefully taken seat for a table with a samovar and have begun dialogue process.

In the beginning all was prosy, we have by turns listened to girls who have told us news from the life for the last time. Two years - the big term, but as it was found out, all to a disgrace was monotonous also I has come to conclusion: though them was also four, one could tell only, it was necessary  to replace only in the certain moments names.

On the internal sensation I understood, that I will soon fall asleep. After all all last night  I was given to debauchery with any journalist of the known edition who was gave to me to the first day of our acquaintance. Three hours of a dream had an effect, and tomorrow it was necessary to rise early. I had a choice sex with collective farmers and the ruined tomorrow, or a normal healthy dream and a lucid mind. After a monologue of milkmaids I was more declined to the second.

Tea is drunk up, the pie is eaten, it was necessary to direct process to the necessary channel and to make the decision.

And here I, as though by the way, recollect, that I have arrived recently from Sochi and I tell to associates as have had a rest and that in couple of weeks I fly to Greece. Kostja picks up a theme and reminds, that for new year all of us together fly to Thailand.  

- Lesha, and you remember photos from Altai where I went by the present running horses! – he addresses to me.

- Yes, I remember.

- And as I by the plane have not broken nearly when from Novosibirsk flied. And in April in Sochi anybody is not present, and here in June all super, I this year there two times was.

- Children and as it is class in Kiev now, – has picked up ZHora, - I only have arrived one week ago and to Crimea went.

- Guys and as I am class in Saransk potusovalsja, and Ulyanovsk … and Rostov-on-Don. And Tomsk... And it only half of places  where I was only this year, – was continued by me.

And here, as though the wave has gushed over us a three, having left girls behind a board. We recollected the last year, our trips, impressions, funny histories.

Driving on go-cart racings, night parties, glamour clubs, competitions on bowling, hundreds acquaintances and a large quantity of impressions. How much all was and how much still will be, we greedily told about the achievements and laughed at failures, we were united by that all three has a purpose and we go to it. So some hours have flown by, and I understand, that four girls now look at us with open mouths and we here for them suited channel Diskaveri.

From heard at them the eyes shone, which we visited those places, for them easier cities on a map sew not the filled native land. They were born and have lived all life in one city, weigh their world it is territory of a small bog.

I stebajus about itself: «Too to me, frogs of a tsarevna who wait for the prince, that he will kiss them and will take away in the fantastic world. Up-with, kulemki, it not that fairy tale here again will not be heppi enda!!! So you also should vegetate all life here and if you remembered last meeting two years when we were in stuff drunk and behaved as last geeks   you will not forget this  never. In the dark evenings when yours pajanyj the husband will come from job and from a threshold to shout a floor-mat, poor bytovuha will absorb you, and, sitting in the small room of a dirty hostel, you will recollect this house, this evening, this car and us: Timid ZHoru, clever Kostju, and, maybe, is rather impudent-cheerful Alexey. We have told to you, that there is other life, except yours, we not the callous TV with beautiful pictures from transfer« useless notes », and live people from« Other measurement ».

The dream has pulled hard on me heavy weariness and I have understood, that between me and girls an insuperable precipice which I do not have desire to reduce, and notorious sex with whom have got did not enter into my plans for today's evening.

The end of evening has been predetermined. Kostja - the exemplary family man who was got involved in our adventure only from spirit, it could not have anything, except dialogue and it never changed to the wife. ZHora like as though met the girl, but there there was all mutnovato, but it the Unfortunate Lady's man and sex was possible only in case of its rape.

Well, and your obedient the servant was got tired, as ten little Negros.

- Ladies (pause). Misters (I lead round all a sight), me your society was very pleasant, but I am compelled to leave, tomorrow difficult day and I should be in a tone, on this, from your permission, I leave to sleep.

With these words I leave a drawing room and I go to a bedroom.

In the opinion of girl-friends it was read nedoponimanie, they have not got used to such dialogue that having come on a visit, them did not give to drink, were not rude and did not fuck.

The soft bed and quiet thoughts on tomorrow, without collective farmers, without vodka and rudeness … the Dream and calmness have seized me.

Sincerely,
Alexey Belkov

 Read other stories - stories about children , *пародии on fairy tales

 Please write your responses.