About women and not only

They are incomprehensible creatures, for some: a hut, fire and horses, for others the glory of France through a fire, for others - horses better male`s hugs and a loan without collateral.

Obeying not restrained spiritual impulses, but guided by them, refueling with an indefinite amount of fiery water, a telephone fell into his hands. This thing is absolutely useful if it has a cord that limits your movement along the promised land, and on the front side there are buttons or, at worst, a disk drum. This Pandora's box in a modern design is equipped with voice dialing, a touch screen, God knows what else. Everything is done for the people of the fine mental organization and psyche of Billy Milligan. Taking into account that this “creature” becomes unsinkable every year, apparently there are lovers of talking on the phone at the bottom of bathtubs and other natural reservoirs, a special unit is a hidden special forces of fur seals-talkers. The device cannot be broken, some models were thrown out of the plane with a person. What can I say, more than one government in the world does not care about people like that. It is impossible to lose a modern telephone, akin to making Lenin reunite with Zinoviev under the same roof. The only way, I think, to get rid of him, is a personal departure from life, but they may be do something to come up, who knows.

Overcoming his spiritual passion for a horizontal position, he took the pose of the “Thinker” by Rodin. The screen of the phone played on his face with the Kuindzhi`s moon, which did not allow him to plunge headlong into the kingdom of Morpheus. Flipping through an endless electronic tape, mostly consisting of photographs of bouquets of roses, bronze bodies moving from private jets with champagne to hot tubs with steamed bird's milk of hummingbirds being milked by Chinese children (returning from an iPhone assembly shift). The girls especially liked the oceans and bays, the language does not dare to say that one of them was of Balzac age, or even older. Their face evoked delight, this was especially reflected in the shape of their lips, which by the end of the rest became larger and juicier with a 100% hit with “psychotria elata”.

From the abundance of the same type of photo stories, the left hemisphere with the brain decided to give up, tired of the photons of light. Saliva escaped from the corner of his mouth. One gets the impression from everything seen that some Ukrainian-Dubai philanthropist loads them in a group of 30-40 people and takes them out every day, like a minibus abroad. He does not protect himself at all, but he is not accustomed to boasting, therefore he is always behind the scenes and only occasionally give hints that this is “Honey”, “Darling”, “Mouse / Bear”. In general, some kind of animal.

Suddenly, this whole spiritual bacchanalia is interrupted by a girl in whose hands a hammer, an anvil next to it, a brazier behind her back, furs are visible. There is no sickle, but Mukhina would appreciate it. His spirit is uplifted. It turns out that she works as a jewellery. He mainly works with silver (but does not disdain gold, platinum and palladium). The post was simple to the point of disgrace, comparing it with the “duck stories” seen above. She mailed pendants and earrings for the symbolic cost of 10 dollars. He has written a message in the messenger - silence. Of course, it is not surprising 2 am. Ideally, they should answer him at the speed of light, and even better - anticipate thoughts and write first, anticipating events. He sent money to her card, received an SMS about the write-off ... Having smoked two cigarettes in a row, he exhaled bitter smoke, mixing it with the hot summer air and the scandal of the neighbours. Maybe the neighbours didn’t swear at all, but simply checked the strength of the door blocks in the house, shouting mats at the same time, checking the sound insulation.

- - Good night - - came with a simultaneous rattling on the phone.

- - Good night - the answer was not slow.

- -The money came to me from you. Have you ordered something? Today I won’t send it order anymore, if with delivery, and there is also self-delivery.

He watched how the text was printed before sending, and it could be assumed that this was not the first time she communicated like this.

- Honestly, I don’t really need it, and there’s really no one - from these words he`s even felt sorry for himself a little bit.

- -This will not work! I can't do it any other way. You paid, I received. Just take a choose from the catalog and I will send ...

It was clear that a choice had to be made. Checked her main page again. Status is not in a relationship. Well, not that there were any hopes and, as it were, her too ..., well, you understand.

- - The Little Prince for me. - Specified the delivery address.

- - You entered the wrong address - this is my workshop.

- - No, everything is correct ...

- - Why is it all? I do not understand.

- - Let the prince take care of that very rose in your workshop.

After that, without waiting for her answer, he turned off the phone. And fell asleep almost immediately. He dreamed that they flew with her to the Maldives, she lies on a sun lounger and joyfully, with a smile, waves a hammer to girls with bronze skin.