One evening I decided to register on the dating site. Having filled out the questionnaire and posted the photo, I began to scour the site, hoping to get acquainted with some kind of pretty girl. What was my surprise when some unfamiliar man wrote to me.
Alexander
Good evening.
Nikita
Good evening.
Alexander
It turned out well in the photo.
Nikita
Thank you.
Alexander
What are your plans for the evening?
Nikita
No.
Alexander
We have dinner together?
Nikita
Sorry?!
Alexander
Is there something wrong?
Nikita
And what do you think?!
Alexander
Sorry, if you offended somehow.
Nikita
How do you imagine that?
Alexander
And what is this in this?
Nikita
Don’t know.
Alexander
You can always turn around and leave.
Nikita
Maybe.
Alexander
Agree. Why get bored at home?
Nikita
Maybe you are right.
Alexander
I’m driving. To call in for you?
Nikita
I think, yes.
Alexander
*** *** ** ** Here is my mobile number, throw off your address on SMS.
Nikita
Fine.
Alexander
See you.
Nikita
See you.
Dressing and telling my parents that I’m going to walk with my friends, I jumped out of the house. After some time, a black jeep drove up to the entrance. Without hesitation, I sat inside. At the wheel sat a man, looking like thirty -six, strong physique, with a smoothly shaved head. He was wearing a strict black business suit.
– And in life you are even better. – He made me a compliment, smiling at.
– Thank you. – I answered him in a timid voice, dropping my eyes.
– It is for you. – He told me, smiling again and stretching out a large bouquet of red roses.
Frankly, I was confused. Silently taking the bouquet, I caught myself thinking that I smiled back at him. Soon we were already sitting at a table of some expensive restaurant. My companion ordered us light vegetable salads, marble beef steaks, ice cream for dessert and a bottle of dry red wine.
– I hope you like it here? – He asked me.
– Yes. But prices. – I answered him.
– Don’t worry about prices. – He told me.
Time flew by unnoticed. We left the restaurant and proceeded to the car parked nearby.
– I propose to continue our acquaintance in a more suitable place. – He suggested to me, looking around.
– What does it mean in a more suitable place? – I asked him in a confused voice.
– In my bed! – He answered me in a rude voice.
“Mommy!”I thought, only now realizing what I did.
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