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alone, the last coming from the eyes to the blind man. - What-what? - He looked at me almost with horror. - This Mayakovsky. The poet was such, he continued neponimayusche watch - well, it lines from his poem! - A than in here. Che there about the eye? - Which eye? - I just szhalos all inside, I was ashamed of what I quoted him these run-off, I wanted to now, I have in front of the snow machines and I do not need to explain it would be more, than when the eye here, what the eye.

As I voznenavidela it! - No. This is not about eye, but about loneliness. - Yes You Shoot, you can talk normally! - They see red, but I somehow this obradovalas - in short, you begin to load me. Let’s sort things faster than that for which those without your stuff. How much money do you need? - I do not need money. - Ty che, free, that it all done? - I do not want to do anything. - A need to - you me to get angry - he had already closed for landing near theembankment.

I szhala in his hand warm stal.Otlichno - kept in my head - I had long wanted to try. Only if all you get. It became scared and, because of insecurity, weakened hands. I looked him in person - he arrogantly grin. - Well, so you will be a good girl? - He held a hand on my face and hair. The forces of anger and immediately returned to me. I am inclined his head slightly and looked bottom-up playful, with a shroud - so I’m always good to receive and almost addons voice asked.

- Only Bay is not me. - Che already teaching? Well, let’s not pull - he brutally dispatched my head down and rasstegnul shirinku. I nearly suffocated from disgust when my lips touched his flesh and jerk vtsepilas hand in a knife. I glyanula up - he watched me. Free amature women call. Another early - I restrain themselves. With each touch to it, I nalyvajte zlostyu.Ostorozhno freeing the hand of the pocket and brought along her thigh to knee, which hang it between the legs. Iglyanula up again - he otkinulsya ago, cover your eyes and repeat.

- Come on, come on horosho.Ya made a sharp, deep movement strongly stem, and then vaguely remember how everything turned out. Moment - and I have already sitting directly, and a knife in his throat, shallow, even blood can not see. I poholodela all of the fear that he now strikes. Moment. And already the knife in the throat again, just in another place, he hripit, from the first wound blood flow. I seehis hands, which are struggling terribly in the air - he grabbed me! When I calmed down, his neck was like a continuous lacerated wound, the whole shirt soaked with blood, and I sat almost in his hands and keep both hands over the knife protruding from his chest.

He no longer moving. The first thing that has kept in the head. Got! But after a moment a feeling of triumph gave way to fear. Whatever I looked around, pulled out a knife from him and vyterla blade on his trousers, but blood zatekla gap in between the handle and blade, hands were in the blood, whatever I podnesla them to face.

Prinyuhalas. Yes, so I was the smell of blood, only without this very, very redundant, voni. I could never think that the blood to smell slightly. I bow to podnesla knife, a mixture of steel with smell the smell of blood on my head and am pleased to begin to whirl busy below abdomen. It is quite another matter - with pleasure, I thought, but had to be rushed.

I am with my slezla, hr, the former, a new friend and villages to its old place. Carefully inspections clothing, I, with pleasure, I noticed a couple of stains on their leftover leather. I povertelas found on the sides and rear seat polbutylki mineral water. - Thank God that Coca-kolaEtogo not enough to wash off the blood stains from the hands and with jackets and knife. It was good that I dodumalas glyanut themselves in the rear view mirror - all right cheek was filled with blood.

The most interesting thing is that I did everything so calmly, consistently and think about that now very surprised. I even pulled from his pocket handkerchief platochek, men’s handkerchief - I love to wear men’s belongings and proterla them all the places at which to leave their footprint. Again, I looked around and already have at hand for the door handle, as I suddenly became ridiculous. - Honey, you forgot same rob him! - I said aloud and methodically take him to withdraw from all the gold - it is me so diligently to advertise it, even the top buttons on the jacket rasstegnul that I did not forget about the chain, which, however, had the blood off.

When I polezla in pockets, I was surprised that there is so little money, but I was fun when I opened and found bardachek barsetku. - Normally, you can live. Only where it all to hide? In kosmetichku that right? Eventually, the money to shove the pockets, and put in gold kosmetichku under lipstick and powder.

In bardachke I found another pistol and even charged, and not long to decide to take it or not. It would take. - The devil with it! - I decided in the end - that I lose? - And took. When I vyskochila of machines, it became a truly frightening, I did not know what side kinutsya, read or flee? And where some ran between the trees until it ran on the road. Catch private and arrived at the station, went to watch the calendar, saw the militiamen and by making pretend that everything has already looked, bullet took off from there.

A bit of rest calm as I thought gait-taxi drivers came up to me in Kryviy Rih. Of course, he looked at me in surprise, and, with a smile, said how much it will cost. I was ready to kill him, too. - Poyekhali. I hasten. Understandably? - Quietly and measured proiznesla I sit on the front seat. - How can you say, but more money - he said, engine factory. On the way, I bought a couple of bottles of beer to relax.

I am beginning shake. Well, that the driver caught silent, and then I was at a platoon that. In general, he was lucky. I saw beer, and the statute on the road in vzhavshis seat. I wanted to climb in a quiet corner, under the seat in the end! Beer does not help. My anxiety grew. and suddenly I broke! I started wildly laughed, I was so ridiculous that once passed fear, anxiety, anger. And I laughed because one thought. I D O NOT EVEN ZNALA BEHALF OF THIS FROM. That there he was for the machine, I MOE ON ALREADY UZNAET NEVER!

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