End of the 90s. We sit with a girl at her house and argue. I say that the entire female sex is talking and can’t keep secrets. She said we are not like that. I say that I will go to the pharmacy now, do this and that, and then it will be seen.

The pharmacy was on the first floor, where our friend worked, more mine than my girlfriend. I introduced them. I buy a pack of condoms and in a conspiracy tone I say to my girlfriend that I don’t get broken. I go up to the third floor, open the door, my girlfriend looks at me, puts the phone on and silently goes into the room. has proved.

But right now I understand perfectly that the men in terms of balabolism, too, have not gone far.