I was driving to the sea somehow. The train, the car, the summer, a bunch of knockouts with children go to rest. I am on the top shelf, lying down, reading. And then I notice (in the evening it was, the appearance of itself) that in the placard opposite and diagonally on the upper shelf lies a thian and looks at me. He stares and even smiles cuddly. So I smiled. We began to look at each other and blink. I liked it, it was wine on her face. Half an hour later, I began to show her with gestures that when everyone is asleep, we will go to the tambour and sweat. She was not against. And when everyone fell asleep, I approached her and realized that I was flirting all night with one mattress, folded, and what I took for my face was a game of shadows. It was, and still remains, my loudest file and the most shocking success in my personal life (to break down on sex in half an hour, you don’t drop it from the first time to enter).