Nikolay Lakutin - Neighbour

– I don't know – sitting in the evening in the kitchen alone talked to Anna, as he managed to retain that purity. Some sort of captivating naiveté. He acts like he's not interested in me at all. How could he not be interested in me? His wife and I can't even be compared. Either case, I, who knows her worth, and groundless, or that skank. No face, no skin and a butt with a Cam. Typical office plankton. How could he be interested in her? And more surprisingly, how could he not be interested in me? Maybe not? Not tasted, so to speak, or just true beauty not seen in your life, here and gone crazy with the habit, this also happens… I'm thinking. I'll watch him tomorrow and announce myself so I know my place.

***

– You know dear, I like the place more, but the people… for dinner we shared impressions Lily with her husband.

– Did someone hurt you?

No, not offended, just I saw how you watched our new neighbor.

Which one?

– Well… the one that animal grin hides behind a Hollywood smile.

– I only know one that doesn't fit that description, by the way, I married her.

Lily gently smiled and clung to the shoulders of her husband.

– You know, I can't explain, but I'm scared of her. You probably did not even notice, but I felt that it is very unpleasant, maybe even mean-spirited. Such a view on itself grasp the full. It's not even jealousy, it's more rage.

– You mean the neighbor from our landing? Anya, I think.

– Probably. Why did someone else come to meet you? I saw you with her on the handle fraternizing.

– Yesterday I met of the seventy-fifth with her from the twenty-sixth, with Lucy, with Roman and Nastya from next door, on the Playground crossed, and, a few hours ago, I was frantically shaking the hand of Nina Pavlovna, the local superintendent. But I so think, that you all -??? Pro Anja.

– You didn't waste any time.

– And when I lost him for nothing.

– How did I get a Walker like that?

– I admit, I am also interested in this issue.

– What? the Lily cried out in mock indignation.

– It's okay, I'm happy we're together.

Me neither.

– So what's wrong with this girl… or a woman. Where is the line where a girl ceases to be a girl and becomes a woman?

– I don't know if she's a girl or a woman, but I know she's a goat.

– Afraid?

– I feel like I'm gonna try.

– Not terrible. On the gate of our Union, many horns pooblamyval.

– Many people. But still, you be careful with her, please.

– What are you scared of? Her smile?

– Her eye.

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