I haven't had sex for about 2 years. After serving in the army, I thought maybe the time had come. Next evening, I bought a ticket from Saint-Petersburg to Moscow and had a journey by train where I was surrounded by 3 young chicks. Next thing I remember was a concert, where many of other women talked to me. One of them sat down pretty close to me, and after this concert we had a dinner
at the bar. I gave her my scarf as a gift and put her on my lap. She spoke to me gently:
– There will be no sex.
I called her a taxi and never saw her again.
To be more precisely I hadn't seen her for a little while. Spring holidays were coming. The girl with my scarf texted me. She wanted to visit me and spend spring holidays together, also to bring me back my scarf. I was in need to be prepared quickly, therefore I bought a blanket for covering while sleeping, a new pillow, slippers for walking, towel for hands, towel for feet, hangers for clothes to hang them, a hair dryer, an iron, cutting board for bread & cheese – there were plenty of things which I never used at my samurai's palace. But while we will be together, we might need some of this stuff.
I bought all these things and waited for her to come over. The closer her visit was, the stronger became my desire of fuck… Plenty of women think that men are just animals which only dream about sex. They are right. I was just a guy who wanted to cut a good piece of a girl's ass for himself. So, holidays began and girl has really arrived. This evening I kindly asked her where she was planning to spend this night.
– I'll stay at my aunt's place.
Hell, no. Turn on the saddest classical music. The violin of the greatest tragedy was erasing all my dreams about hugs and kisses tonight. Indeed, I was an animal.
Just like all others were. I did my best with this thing about giving up on women, so how the fuck this aunt occurred? At the old times, giving up on women was a very smart way to catch more female's attention. Unfortunately, I realized: it wasn't working anymore.
After seeing girl home, I took a drive to mine by trolleybus. The scarf she gave me didn't even have her odor. What a shame. While sitting in trolleybus I watched the screen where war heroes were displayed.
One of them was Eugenie Sky – 17 years old girl, she was working at the Nazi’s canteen and poisoned the soup, as a result more than 100 soldiers were dead.