situation undoubtedly looked strange. Paul felt ill at ease, and sat as a sewn on the couch in the living room. Oksana is immediately burst into the kitchen and rattle dishes:
- Nothing, if I'm here pohozyaynichayu?
- How do you want them! - I shouted through the open door and turned to Paul. - What are you doing?
- I work. Clerk on the railway. In paper dig.
- clear, and I'm in a computer firm - the conversation is clearly flagged. I pulled out from under the sofa on the joystick consoles - Maybe a match for two?
When Oksana came into the room, we enthusiastically churned each other on the TV screen. Nothing brings men, as a passion for toys, beer and women. We quickly reached until the first part, and then moved to the second. Paul was absolutely a normal guy, a good judge of good games, so we had something to discuss a glass Beer has a cafe where we got when Oksana realized that more sofas and consoles, we can not move.
suddenly I phoned Edward - he urgently needed I: it was necessary to prepare two computers for delivery on Monday. Work is work, I left Oksana second key, and agreed that we meet or at home or already at the club. Before leaving, I heard behind him as she chastises Paul for overreliance talk about games.
work robbed me five hours of full life, so I was ready to explode Edward keyboard on the head, but he restrained himself, simply demonstrated the functionality of both machines. The street is already getting dark. I glanced at the clock - back home I could not keep up, so call a cab and went directly to the club.
Oksana with Paul danced in the center. Visitors have been a little more so well I could see the couple. I basically did not dance - do not know how, never wanted to learn, and generally thought it was odd. But when you see someone nice moves on the dance floor, then willy-nilly, you begin to regret his own clumsiness. And Oksana moved really well, incendiary - was it is evident that many traces of it in her movements. I ordered a cocktail, took a couple more for the kids so they will not then stand in line to the bartender, and took a table in corner.
felt that Paul was not averse to sit and chat, but nearly cocktails were dopity, Oksana dragged him back to dance. I ordered another cocktail.
hours in two nights by the glass has been lost, and my dancers are good tired. Even the DJ a couple of times included the slow songs, giving visitors a chance to slightly rest before the next tehnotrekom.
- Home? - I yelled Oksana, nodding at the St. Paul falling asleep. She looked at me osolovelymi eyes and nodded. Or it's just her head drooped with fatigue. I paid off and pushed the guys from the club. Caught the car, and ten minutes later we were home.
What I do not like after the club - It comes in an apartment and feel like from you is tobacco. So I immediately went to the bathroom under the shower, shampoo and soap corroding hateful smell. When I finished, then passing on the living room indicated that both were already asleep. I smirked and walked into the bedroom. I was waiting for statistics.
statistics and forums - the main page, where he spent time moneymaker. There is nothing better than to watch as falling money to your account and how pyzhatsya on the importance of your interlocutors. I am one of those people who read more than write. Even now I am on the old account is not more than fifty messages. Why argue about things that are not make sense?
Statistics also said that one of my popandernoy exchange is gradually coming to an end. Yes, and the second cool pursed. Script of not so long ago became public, so that the exchange began to appear like mushrooms. And when you live with mom-dad and not think about tomorrow, you can easily put any price on redemption. Barely changing the school to work, I began to feel hatred to young children.
principle of classical traffikovoy exchanges - some sell clicks, others buy out. But since buyers are not always, and the traffic is constant, then have to buy traffic yourself and envelopes him on his projects. With a dozen paysites, I blended the excess of visitors on them. On the other hand, when a surplus of buyers, then I added to the stock exchange traffic from their sites vareznikov. After losing a couple of Just a few hundred bucks, I picked up a price that will guarantee me that I did not ruin me.
With the new exchanges have been wrong. They are easy to open, easy to promise и набирали траффик, который сливали или в воздух, или на свои платники. Потом через месяц-два закрывались, оставляя вебмастеров без выплат. Кидок. Но жадность above reason - and I was losing traffic. It was necessary to raise the price or redemption, or think that to make new, yet this source is not blocked completely.
Suddenly I felt hands on his shoulders. Turned around - Oksana. She smiled.
- What are you doing? - Her hair smelled of wild tobacco, leather and musk.
- I work.
And here I felt it lips to his ear, and head of hair fell on my face. She threw me a hot head and kissed his lips.
- You're that drunk? - I whispered as she pulled away.
- Yes. A that you I'm so not like me? - She stood up and brushed her hair back and then lowered bra straps. I somehow did not notice right away that her except underwear was nothing.
- Not really ... But what the hell itself! - I got up from his chair, turning off the monitor on the fly.
When it was all over, like a wisp of Oksana smoke has disappeared from the room and I'm already asleep, he heard the sound of water in the bathroom.
The next day I woke up in a good mood. Oksana was not there. Looked of the room. Oksana and Paul slept beside him. Judging by her bare shoulder - it is without clothes. I went to the kitchen and climbed into the refrigerator for a bottle of beer. His head did not hurt - just wanted a drink.
guys went to my noise in the kitchen, and soon we will have lunch together. In complete silence. Paul then invited to play, but I referred to a headache and refused, went into the bedroom and there sat down at the computer - see the morning statistics. Half an hour later the door looked Oksana.
- We have gathered takes us - and not a word more. As if nothing had happened.
I shook his hand goodbye to Paul, Oxana kissed me on the cheek - the thought struck me. And they both disappeared behind the door.
evening, I phoned the mother.
- Ma, you did not hear anything about Oksana?
- Yes it is normal. Why? You also do not like grown together, where such interest?
- Saw her yesterday in the city with the boy.
- Ah yes, good boy, on the railway works. Galina is very happy - Galina - it was a friend of the mother and her mother Oksana.
- Sunny. I'm just a little surprised.
- Well, she did not sit well on the shelf forever. Do not worry, you and your special will meet someday.
We have talked a bit about health, and I said goodbye and hung up. Whatever it was, I did not understand what happened. I felt cheated. And for some reason today it upsets me particularly unpleasant. And then I remembered that I forgot to take Oksana key to the apartment, when we said goodbye.
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