January weather, rare elderly women and old men sat looking at the pension. In the end, | got
tired of walking back and forth, and | went to a secret meeting place. A wide panorama of the
Dnieper, the monument to Prince Vladimir, and the pedestrian bridge across the Dnieper
leading to Trukhanov Island opened from the gazebo. Admiring the panorama spread at my
feet, | dreamed about how soon | would confess to Eve in love, kiss and love her. Behind my
imaginary pictures, | did not notice the passage of time.
– You, young man, promised to show me the jewelry, show me?! – | heard behind me a response
to yesterday's password, shuddering in surprise. After a pause, | slowly turned to her and half
rose from the bench.
– | would not sell my treasure for anything, if | had it, | would give it to you as a token of
gratitude for the amazing show that you pleased me with yesterday, and made me fall in love
with you so much that now | don’t know What do i do? | wailed.
– What, the kid is still not married, and you haven’t seen a woman's pussy, or what? – she
laughed sincerely, – You'd better tell me why you were sent instead of Sosnin Boris
Eduardovich? – | told everything how it was, and in turn asked:
– What about the information?
– Did that information burn with a blue flame when you burned it? – with a smile, the girl
answered the question with a question.
– Eva, can you repeat the information?
– Let's do it this way, I'll go with you to you, we will plunge headlong into my show especially for
you, and after that | will restore everything in detail, since | agree ?!
| could not restrain myself, pressed her to me and, burning with love passion, began to kiss her
so passionately that, laughing, she began to fight me off with her fists, saying:
– Leave, leave a little of your ardor for our romance, lover of girls of easy virtue, huh? – Smiling
with an angelic smile, she said, – Come on, | also missed a normal healthy guy, and not those
jerks who flock to me in the chat, let's go!
– Wait, let's go down to the vintage wine shop, which is near the hotel where you live … – | did
not finish when she interrupted me with a patter:
– Oh, no, no! Let's go to the funicular, go to the Pochtovaya Ploschad metro station and there
are a lot of different wines for sale on Podil, we'll buy something for ourselves, okay?