There was also a photo where they were already in the room smiling at the camera in three of them in bathrobes .
I never had such thoughts , but the Olympics made me draw a picture in which I, instead of going to the building to the girls “for a minute”, go to them .
Such courage as now, after the competition , after the victory . Happens once in a lifetime .
we will never see each other again . Yes, they sent an invitation.
I took a photo of my leg in skates with a deep slit in a black sequined performance dress .
And she sent it .
Breath spiral . I felt that I could still freeze and not come to their room , but my heart was pounding harder and harder .
This happens once in a lifetime . In four years , even if we meet again at the Olympics, both I and they will, of course, be married to their own , Dutch girls .
And now , we do not need to get acquainted, we do not need to try to please each other …
Everything is clear without words.
I said goodbye to the guy at the fork in the street . The Chinese snow crumb fell from the sky . They even have fake snow . She told Zhenya that I needed to rest . And , making sure that he went into his body , on shaky legs moved to the champions .
The door was open and I stepped through the threshold . They were noisily discussing something in the kitchen , there was an absolute mess in the hallway .
The classics of the sports camp : the men have suits for competitions everywhere , trousers , Olympic trousers , mountains of empty plastic water bottles , shoes are scattered all around .
Among all this behind the scenes of big sport , jumping up from the table, they stood : three tall handsome men .
Hans with thick black long hair kept his hair in a bun on his head , Christian was a two-meter blond with a pumped up chest , and Erich was a brunette with beautiful long legs . They all had obscenely pumped hips like centaurs and six-pack presses …
I wanted to back away from their splendor , but Christian took a step towards the meeting in his short white coat and for a second I even saw his cock dangling between his legs .
His hand fell on my waist and he immediately sat me on my knees to the crouching Erich .
kind of cocktail was poured for me .
The guys smiled so beautifully that I could get drunk without alcohol , but I took a sip, and Hans stood up and said :