I. Difficult son back olanego
Little Maks believed that if he obediently prayed every night before the beloved image of the Virgin Jezuskiem on his hands, grow up to be brave and handsome man, who with his zajebistością (then use another word) obdarzałby whole world, especially beautiful and clever girl. Unfortunately, Mary, as if seeing something wrong in praying boy, perhaps poorly spaced legs, stained after playing in the backyard of his hands or shies away from her face holiest sight, not listened to the requests of a small boy and after many years made him a really nasty ugly to the number of pimples face more than the hairs on your head - and his hair was lush - and even tragikomicznym growth. Poor fellow did not know how he dealt with koślawymi legs, usually wore it, where you do not have to later send to the police men. A bit of sitting, from a few years, no big deal, but returning home, he saw in the kitchen banner reading: "Hello, the first przestępco our family." Besides the inscription was painted pink balloon. Pink! Nasty color! He sat down, surprisingly, with peace, looked after the meeting - parents, siblings, extended family, neighbors, friends - and then he sighed, though obviously loving it, people demanded something more. As soon as my mother ran to the eldest child and told me to tell, like there, what impression, if you do not beat, no rape, whether or not they were good for big Max. This shook his head, and everyone rejoiced, most small Lena, who jumped to his brother on his knees, declaring quite frankly, that it was the evil lord Trzucińskiemu, father najokropniejszego boy in the neighborhood, Kamila.
- Are not you afraid that you rape? - Max asked with a laugh, but laughter was Trailing to know what you did not think either Lena or mother, or else. - Well, Get off, because unless zajęłaś queue. Small
obediently jumped to the ground and still turning up at my brother, sang the famous song from the school about you, what he deserved for humanity. This was entitled: "Lord, who deserved to be for humanity." Max in a moment he saw that in the adult version of a toddler lying in the arms of Lady, how now forgotten by olanego boy.
- Just Lenko - mama said - Max needs a rest. God! - She looked again at her son excited eyes. - Iles time you lost, not even counting - became sad - but a bit silly, because I thought I'd bring my grandson, and you felt like a crime. Do not sit with you a girl? No? Or can they?
- Everything alright with you? - Max asked, hardly refraining from performing activities that wsadziłaby him back to his cell.
woman began to tell if they learned to text before the long-prepared sheets; Max almost falling asleep while listening to other important events, ot even the birth of the youngest sister, Clara (groan), fracture of the hand by Lena (dobrze!) or, what surprised him most, moving neighbors, including Olifego, Max's best friend.
- Really?
- Well, half a year ago to move out. Too bad, no?
- I'll kill, bastard.
- First thing eat with us. I invite everyone to the dining room!
*
Olif did not pray. In his childhood he was an obnoxious boy in numerous siblings dokuczającym five sisters, grew up while on a typical pokemon, the ever established on the head hood and laughing at anything. Somehow, however, jail does not hit, although my mother, Mrs. Olifowa, argued that he should sit, not Max, it is worse, not Max, he is to blame for everything. Long sympathized neighbor, until she died of a heart attack, while weeding the garden. Olif lived with my dad, with whom went too far, no one knows where, as if to start a new life. And why would i? Max asked himself the day after the boisterous party in his honor. Here was a girl, gorgeous ass - which define the ideal it - friends on beer, sports, or simply call, waiting for it too lucky big, huge, enormous, although it did not ask Lady in any form, neither in the Rosary, or the majówkach or in the church. Fulfilled, those who get the others! Max
wkurzał since the time and so, and envied pal sticks. It could not be such a delight in sense that, oh! you some wonderful, natchnęłaś me to write a poem, or something like that, but simply attracted to the world body. Well, ass, period. Ass with a big butt, breasts, hips, thighs, head and mouth. Denied any plastic surgery, claiming that it was one hundred percent natural. Olif believed, so everyone believed, and not gadano not sexy shapes bantered with a woman nicknamed Leściewa grateful. Immediately after waking Maks phoned her with a delicate question whether Olił threw it.
- and was not there! We had to go somewhere, and he jumps with the news "breaks up with you, baby." That said! - Leściewa strong voice replied, without notes index. She was one of those hard, hard for any fate, and therefore considered the end of the normal end of a ride on the carousel: spins in a circle, it's sex, the conversation, this meeting is an SMS, is dinner. Sometimes you have to go, otherwise stick around in my head. - Calling from jail? - She asked, changing his tone. - Went out? Yesterday? I will visit you, eh? Your mom zapędzi me to clean ... yeah, I understand. You come, somehow slip, jump the flowers from the window or something ... gotta go, bye!
had to end, and so much wanted to talk to her. She was free. Single girl. To obtain. Without a boyfriend. Could use (in my mind is still called Olifa bastard), but he thought that something stupid is, moreover, all at once? On the other hand, if you wait, buddy can rethink the matter and return to his beloved, endowing her with flowers, which would Leściewa just kicked into the trash, however, remained that my gratitude for ever and ever, amen. How many doubts, complications! Max was in the late bed, which upset the mother. She came with food on a tray.
- Why? - Snapped in the first reaction. In the second he sat down and murmured: - I am exhausted.
Mama smiled mysteriously, she put the tray on the bed, then went out without a word. Max thanked for the Mother of, he was afraid to further discussions between the overprotective mom and having everything in the ass son. Well, almost everything. To select a Leściewej after breakfast.
*
Location has changed, perhaps even the entire city, a child seemingly huge and full Maksowi secret passageways and corners, and now hideously small, but neat. Poured out not far from the road, put the lantern, sprzątnięto nearby forest, known for collecting rubbish of various kinds. Of course, for a few months back thinking and nabrudzą come on now, however, one could enjoy the beautiful view and smell the wonderful smells. Summer lasted for a full, Max walked down the sidewalk toward the house, where she lived Leściewa, so at least he thought at first, because then he started to ask, are you sure that you do not accidentally changed the address - but then she'd say. Passing through the side yard Trzucińskiego, spat on the ground, which saw Kamil, thoroughly familiar with the view of the perpetrator beat dad. In a moment he found himself at the fence and shook his hand. Max shouted "Pisser" and went on.
often imagined a situation in which does not raise his hand on the most hated man, in which just walks away, cursing violently. Nothing would, however, has not changed, probably to come back with even greater desire to harm humans. Trzuciński, a man in his forties, tall, thick, smooth on the whole head gave up the koślawymi paskudnemu brzydalowi legs. This situation would give up for a skit - Max gladly would take care of the preparation, characterization and costumes. Sniffed with laughter, slowly aiming to place the most important test. Oh, dear ass went outside, watering the flowers, oh, no longer, she turned back and buried in a bag, picks up the phone. Well, well, sure, I will, papa. A brief conversation, and how much talking Maksowi, who stopped a few meters before the gate. He hesitated. Well, well - that could correspond to a colleague, but also partner. Sure, I'll - agree to a meeting of a group of friends, but also for two. Papa - farewell to a colleague, but also a man and life. Max, not knowing what to do, so he turned and walked a few steps before Leściewa not cried
- Come on!
Well, he came. What else was done?
*
- Milo is very good ... do not laugh, why are you laughing at, not his fault that he has a stupid name. Zdrabniam to Miloszka, he is upset and called me a bitch, but, you know, life. Today almost won the totka, He made a mistake a cyferką. Has laid the blame on me, and again dubbed. He said he did not play as long as we're together. Do you think it is a special guy?
- I'm not gay.
- A who's thinking about being gay ... hey, where are you going? Home? Mother will give you hell, you'll see!
*
the way back again saw Kamil at the fence, but this time the boy was silent. Max he was getting his eyes, looked short of revenge, and though the enemy should age be a reason to laugh, to feel insecure. Lena pity that he must go to class with kurduplem which everywhere.
Life! Go past the toes, go past the head, causing ever-increasing loss of memory, less memory. For the rest of pogięło mother, who prepared a paper with a detailed description of each day without her beloved child. She gave him a gift on your birthday falls out a week after leaving prison. Max sat at the table and pondered for what God has punished him, a young lady since forgotten the rest, like a little offended, snapper, poor man with folded hands - so too because I feel the knife and was the second Excalibur, does nothing to remove the giving the rock of helplessness. After the adoption has decided to call Olifa can not change the number. Was lacking in decent madman, humanity has suddenly become very respectable, and worthy of the most beautiful stacked signs. Only Max have been missed. He had to flee and that quickly, even if they had to send him one thousand letters hounds.
*
- she broke up with me! Betrayed the Miloszkiem. Fool. You know that is a close relative Trzucińskiego? He lives in general?
hung up.
*
arose two questions: whether Leściewej hate for being involved with a man from a family trzucińskowatych whether to let go and beat severely Milosz. For free wondered or doubted one another, looking for other solutions withdrawing him from wrongdoing. Probably not wysiedział, because even conscience was silent on the other hand chose to live in freedom, with the intention ... Well, with many intentions. Yet had the time, yet have the inclination.
- We will be able to visit you? - Lena asked at the news that the elder brother is moving out.
- No.
- he jokes - laughed a mother. Has already opened his mouth to bless his son on the way, but Max was the first:
- do not say anything more.
woman nodded with understanding and hugged Max, beloved child, who had just returned, and went away again to a better future.
II. Obsessions ...
At twelve-thirty years he met. Did not intend it to be known, because it not very interested in knowing the szczylówami, but she acknowledged that it was created for him, and he for her. Nice stuff - a man looks for this unique, yet minor girl jumps next to the raptures and convinces with immeasurable love. Max laughed at the teenager, after all, still a child who tried to convince the world of adulthood, body and soul. The body actually had an overgrown, quite high, although the maxi looked kurdupla (each look), with broad shoulders lubiącymi to be on top even in the most severe frosts and hips, which emphasized just popular among the young duo of clothes: tights and short shorts. When we first met, she shot in the buttocks dance together with three girlfriends. Only she became interested in zerkającym - only zerkającym! - In their party man, in a moment devising a plan to win hearts podstarzałego.
- Hey - greeted, podskoczywszy the croissants at the mouth to the Max.
- Hey - reluctantly, "said Max - You lost your parents?
- Ha, ha, ha, very funny!
He measured her with his eyes. In addition to broad shoulders and hips from falling into the eye of a small black eyes, always smiling and seemed to live different lives. The rest was average.
- I'm the fields, but they all say to me, Kos. - Pulled hand, which barely touched Max. - And you?
- A year ago I came out of jail.
- They call you Killer? - Are interested in Kos, by no means dark past intercepted conversations.
- No, if anything, we should call Pobicielem.
- ugly!
There was a pause; Max looked straight ahead, a teenager and persistently stared at him, tilting her head at one time, then the other, like a curious view of the girl. Later, she began to hum and move the upper body to the rhythm somewhere puszczanej music from the radio. In other words - trying to be sexy.
- Do I look like a nice older brother, who will give the snout młokosowi from across the street? - He asked, almost shouting Max
- Who? A week! I always get stares. Crush on me since third grade. Besides, every other school hitting on me. This year, I got twenty cards for Valentine's Day. Wonder how it will be on vacation?
- I do not know. Maybe go dancing?
- Nice dancing, no? - Kos revived.
- I did not look.
- How? The whole time staring at me.
- Pomyliłaś me with a youngster.
- But ...
- Listen, I ask you a second question: do I look like a very handsome teenager, where you can ask for a date?
- You're too nervous - Kos crossed his legs, hands and placed it on the thighs. - My mom is always my advice when he returns to have parents upset that she should drink tea with lemon, then put up for half an hour from Bach or Mozart. Sister I say, it would land on the big miśku anger that's already survived many. Dad helps the most taste of beer, in small amounts, because the large gone mad. And you ...
- Colleagues call you. Indeed
- two girls, equally confident that Kos, screaming for a buddy. One just waved his hand, the second revolved around its axis, moving deftly ass. How many penises have adopted their buttocks? Max and asked to take this opportunity to leave.
* Meeting with twelve-Maksowi gave a lot to understand, he remembered the days of childhood, when he was groaning Pisser like to Kosiszki boyfriend on the other side of the street. Or given if unfulfilled love any girl? Probably not, too much to pray, kneel, knees hurt him terribly, but did not complain. The young lady looked at the tall, smiling gently, Jezusek blessed handle. Little Maks felt that blessing at least thirty years, in the meantime ... oh, what to worry about, after all, did not rule by which he meant thirty years.
In any case Friday Max found in the shelf rosary. Pink! Perhaps they forgot to take it home residents. He looked, I played and went to throw into the trash, but did not come, because something moved him. Rosary upset? On a good case in no way interfere, he could lie down, hanging, by, you might want to make a special place on the wall for the sacred object. Another solution would be to contact former residents, unfortunately, lost their phone number. Max sat in his chair and pretended to pray. One bead, bead, second, third ... vast exaggeration is ten Hail Mary ... bead fourth, fifth, sixth ... Pray for us all, to clear Aniela! - Seventh The eighth bead ... Our Father in a moment, you have to prepare ... ninth, tenth ... Our Father ... something, something ... Thy kingdom come ... as long as nothing else and no one else ... Thy will be done ... yours! ... something, something ... And forgive us our trespasses ... Let go and apparently ... as we forgive our debtors ... yes? ie Trzuciński forgive me ... And lead us not into temptation ... as before ... but deliver us from evil.
- Amen.
Something was on, but had forgotten, moreover, did not have the slightest desire to prolong the Rosary circus. Rosary will go to sell an older neighbor.
*
- I already have my own - argued the old man - a husband or a son is an atheist, unfortunately. But perhaps another neighbor wants?
*
- Stir go to Buddhism, so ... I'm sorry.
*
Leściewa quickly picked cell.
- Hey, it's me, Max I realize - he hesitated - did not want to buy a rosary?
In response, he heard laughter.
*
sought, asked, reduced price - seven gold at the beginning to the end of the two - but no interest the found object. And such a nice pink color had such beautiful, shiny, when he was cleared of dust, and a perfectly hung around his neck, and wearing a check for forty years - it's better than jewelry! After a few days, Max gave up continuing to seek a buyer.
- Two gold regret - he said, sitting on a bench in front of the street - and in the shop to pay twenty per worse.
- What is it? - Heard from the rear.
looked up and saw the Kosi.
- Nothing.
- Smut is. - Girl sat next to, or even to spread, exposing his face to the sun. - Beautiful weather. But I do not think I want to talk about the weather. Say in the end, what's your name?
- Yes, if you buy something from me.
- What?
- Rosary. Kosi
reaction was apparently the reaction Leściewej, but hurt more because Max knew that szczylówa has reason to laugh.
- Show.
Kos took the subject into the hands and watched carefully, bead by bead.
- Beautiful color - she commented.
- I think so too.
- How much?
- Two gold.
pulled from his pocket a coin.
- I have five. - She gave Maksowi money. - Keep the change.
- For the first time on something przydałaś.
- Oh no, once is still useful.
- Do not scare.
- Oki. And now to talk?
- The whole opinion?
- joker! - Teenager Max nudged slightly in the arm. - Well, talk.
- Hello, my name is Max
- Max? You're too ugly to Max. Maximilian I'll tell you, it will seriously.
- Just try it. I'll hit you.
Kos giggled.
- What? In the ass? Hm, nice!
Max was silent so as not to cause bad faiths in deviant teenagers. He enjoyed with the loss of the Rosary, but she could go now. Unfortunately, before she moved wide shoulders and twist your head in all sorts of parties. Max pretended interest in the ant, then jadącymi car, lady with a child in a wheelchair, and - what took the longest - a young girl watching the clothes on display. Intended to enter the store, but it was closed. In the middle of the day? Max was surprised, but he looked away, annoyed and Kosi.
- Ugly - "she said. - It has a crooked leg.
- How do you know? Yet is more than ten meters from us.
- I have good eyesight. And surely it is foolish, for it is as if waiting for a miracle to open. I'd be broke. Have a nice frock. Buy me?
- What?
- Well, take, the white neck, well it is beautiful, buy, buy!
- Shut up, you do not buy anything. Max pushed
teenager who hung on his arm, still asking about buying a dress. He got up, wanted to leave because he had a rather intrusive szczylówy. Girl before the exhibition has disappeared somewhere.
- She's gone - she said Kos. - Also are you going?
- Yes.
- This is the case.
Kos stood before Maks on the fingers and cmoknęła on the cheek.
- Come tomorrow with cash.
- And then I odczepisz?
- Not at all.
*
to dwunastolatki Kiss - who would have thought? Since then, Max is still swędziała face, though perhaps only to themselves persuaded that itch? Buy a dress? Probably much of sixty gold. Prezentowałaby wonderfully on bidulce, which she found closed shop. Too bad, come into, took a few clothes and would be moved in them the other day, and Max to continue looking at its supposedly crooked legs and other body parts, which - fortunately - not commented on Kos. Comment at another time, Max because he was firmly convinced that many times even meet with the teenager. Is this a punishment for bad prayer? God, forgive me, the sinner, not knowing what he was doing.
Leściewa evening rang.
- You sold the rosary? - She asked.
- Yes.
- Who?
- familiar.
- Huhu! You will pray together? Okay, joking. I conclude, Milosz returned from work, bye.
- Pa - Max and replied, already disconnected, he added: - Slut.
*
Actually, Max did not miss the next meeting of the Kosi, a girl of very sticky and faithful to one guy. At the third time, passed the park, namely, as he preferred to Max, he went, and she chose the same path and direction of the march. Podśpiewywała all the time, bouncing and she bestowed a smile every passerby - at the sight of the much older man also wypinała breasts forward, in terms of its beginnings, because I did not have to brag about something, though she believed otherwise. She was dressed in a second popular among the young duo clothe, or tunic and leggings: navy blue tunic with a black stripe, black leggings.
- I bought a pocket - she said. - I get a hundred dollars a month.
- And you want me to dress you bought?
- You do not know what I have expenditures! Shampoo, gel, razors, food, books, trips with friends, hairdresser, clothes ... but once something someone can give me a pure heart.
Kos hid her face in her hands, what Max considered a bad sign.
- This large and crying - he said with a laugh.
- Do not cry. - The teenager looked at him. - But you're right, I'm sad Maximilian Pobicielu. You, Maximilian, you should understand me, because I have experience. You are old and will soon die. - She sighed. - Yesterday Adam called me on the ice.
- That colt?
- No, you go! Adam is cooler, so he has a girlfriend, and so now I'm wondering why I asked.
- I do not have the slightest idea of \u200b\u200bthe Field.
- Kosiu! Everyone says I Kosiu!
- Maybe, whatever. Listen ...
did not finish, because just before she approached the store. Passed by with lowered eyes, and Max immediately recognized that it was completely different the type girl from Kosi. Well, a lot of older, overgrown with gówniarskiego world that suddenly surrounded the Max and did not intend to release into the wild.
- wanted to tell me something? - Asked, Kos.
- Yes. Listen ... I'll buy you that dress, provided that away from me at least a week odczepisz. OK.?
teenager nodded, so they turned and went away after she longed for, he - a few days free.
*
Kos throw no word for it - after buying the dress she disappeared from the life of Max, of course, for some, Max, however, recovered and was able to calm in the silence, the favorite bench to think o. .. oh, how she could have a name? Was certainly not the owner of the curves of legs, although he preferred to be sure. I used to stand before a girl, you look straight in the eye, then cums eyes to finally say it has the most wonderful legs under the sun, that they should be showing, not hiding, brag about their men in the city. Let them also come from other regions, countries, continents, even aliens, and let them praise the name of a beautiful mystery, which, as the anger, forgive yourself visiting a clothing store. Max decided so often walk in the park, and this disappointment, however, survived the day, two, three, four, and no girls. Perhaps it was merely passable? Suddenly I wanted to recover the rosary, to give the lady another chance to help his son tired of life, showed some sign that leads to ... happiness? He waved his hand, driving off a momentary infatuation religiosity. After all, he was not stupid. He was the son of a bitch. And with this optimistic slept through the entire last day of freedom.
next day he rose from a terrible headache, which ended in the afternoon. He was going to go nowhere, so little to extend his life without the Kosi, but the desire to see owners from the most beautiful legs I suppose the world is actually stronger. Just a hundred yards from the house met szczylówę gossiping with a colleague on a topic. Max, firmly convinced that it is about him, he cursed all the teenagers of the Earth and turned back. Seldom has walked on the other side of town, which reason lay in a much smaller amount of captivating places: shops have become if she were to przewalić, like houses, trees and looked at seven woes, even in summer, while other places were blooming plants and freshness. This time, however, the lack of nice views acted to soothe Max - after the headache has been no trace of, and Kosi fear vanished as his hand taken away. He could think of, count of failure, success, count on myself, because after all, young lady ... a dick with the Lady, long ago ceased to be a little boy obediently klękającym Face of the Blessed Mary. Moreover, Who said what she is most sacred? She? No - it is. When the owner of the most beautiful legs I suppose the world coincides with the pale even for the best picture of the best painter. Still the same, instead of going with the times, the ekspresowo changing fashions and tastes. Girl before the shop for it existed somewhere between the mystery and charm. As much as we'd like to know. Until he wanted to fall in love. Pray the rosary in her intentions, but lack the rosary! Chaplet of the Blessed how to kneel for hours, and praise, and watch as happily in their eyes.
*
- Hi! - Kos and cried cmoknęła Max on the cheek, very close to the mouth. - Nice? - Spun around, presenting a dress. - Mamie very pleased, but when I said that I bought her man a year ago he left the jail, broke down.
- Are you surprised?
- Yes, because she creates problems. Already his odsiedziałeś and now you are certainly a nice guy.
Max laughed with a little coercion, he had no desire for fun, knowledge and recognize the gówniarą the biggest joke in the history of mankind. On the other hand, even sweet was that small.
- Kosiu, listen ...
- Yes?
nearly constant. Too close.
- Get away - he asked quietly. The teenager stepped back a pace. - Mom worries about you ...
- Do not pretend you're a holy defender of teenage virginity - Kos growled. - In a week celebrate the thirteenth birthday, I start school after the holidays and do not let treated like a child. Do you understand?
Max did not understand. He did not understand, because I did not listen, because he saw his blessed girl falling to the shop.
- sorry - he said, and left the Kosi, which so speechless, that nothing she could say.
*
watched trousers dressed pale hands between successive pairs, checking the size and price. Regarding the first, bidulka could not find anything suitable for szczuplutkie body. When it is Leściewa fat suit, he thought Max did not satisfy the price - the girl winced, did his best to upatrzyć as cheap clothing. And what are her pants, why cover the most beautiful legs in the sun? Dressed in airy, a short blue dress was long before she felt at the sight of Max. Decided to be as brave as Kos, and said so:
- Hi.
face turned away. She had a pretty face, lean like a frightened young person still shoulders, small breasts i. .. Max powędrowało look down.
- No, I was wrong.
- What? - Curious about the girl.
- That you have nice legs.
She blushed.
- There are curves, but thank you very much. You're the second man who says so: the first is my dad. No, third, because I forgot a colleague o. .. o. .. I do not remember the name. I have a bad memory. Sometimes I call myself Hania, but it really is narrowing ... You want to know?
- Of course.
- The Lord is very confident.
- You know, friends with a girl - Max laughed - made me think this must be. Let's go, and so do not buy.
- Where?
- the ice cream.
III. ... And love
Max was in seventh heaven, and perhaps even in the eighth, and besides, he felt great, in front, with a horn in his hand, sat Blessed, not a trace anywhere Kosi, the cell was silent, nay, the whole world was silent, though, an interesting beginning of a new acquaintance.
- Francis I - the Virgin held out her hand, which shook Max. - Or less, Frances. Frances-Nanny. You watched this series?
- No, but associate.
Max - Max?
- Do not say that I'm on the name for the ugly!
- No, I will not say. Well, Max .. How I know Maximums? I guess only you. Even though I like it.
- Me too. Frances
giggled, giggling her but in no way resembled the laughing teenagers was nothing but delicate ... Max had written poetry, you will have invented some musical worthy of the most holy person.
- Why St. Francis? - Inquired as to break the longer silence.
- Ah ... I do not know, seriously, my parents told me a story, but I escaped. Something bad that Ola, Carolina too long ... Um, are you?
- Why Max? Not so - we have the answer.
Frances suddenly became sad.
- I gotta go. I have a movie with a friend.
- pity. Come tomorrow.
- I'll try.
*
Frances? What a name for the modern young girl, pretty girl, nice, the owner of the most beautiful legs in the sun? Although it could be worse, for example, something simple, Kate, Monica, Anna, after all, the Virgin should not be called like every other woman is not fit for its sanctity, which from the first meeting praised Max. Not that he fell into a romantic mood, God forbid, become a calmer, however, could not even talk to ecstasy with her mother, usually calling party when he was busy with something. This time, time - and, more specifically, the imagination - Frances dealt him. The young lady finally listened to his son, sends a miracle, and Max believed in infinite love has just begun, even embarrassing, but soon laughing in the face of any adversity. The Virgin spoke often with ice cream, strolling or at your favorite store, unfortunately, usually short, because she preferred to go home early than get lost from there.
- You can always be opposed - Max suggested the fifth day of knowledge. - You are an adult.
- Well, I have twenty three years, but neither studying nor working, I mean, I worked, but they threw me out ... sometimes terribly hard. Max took
Frania arm.
- Well, it's nice - she said - the last guy who hugged me, and he wore a Mohawk name is ... I do not remember.
- Oh, Frances! Your memory lapses are charming.
- They're terrible. Fortunately, rarely forgetting something important.
- I will not forget?
- I can not promise you that.
- But will you try?
- Of course.
*
Chaplet of Mary Immaculate was a favorite prayer of a small maxi. He refused it, even on the bus, to the astonishment moherek and other passengers. He wore a plain, wooden rosary beads in his fingers moved, and repeated the formula adapted with sincerity and faith - today know that naive. The boy loved the Virgin, a young lady sneered, as if waiting for better times, which came on the first birthday of Max's thirties, when in fact his house came Frances. Of course, only invited her friends and family telling a bad mood for any event.
- I have a present for you - she said and took the hand-embroidered cloth bag. - She did it. I won the contest embroidery.
- E, thanks. Interesting.
- Forgive me give you something old, but not with the new wyrobiłabym.
- does not matter. You're an unusual girl, you know?
- unique?
- Oh, yes. Max
Frania attracted to each other and kissed. Today could have been longer.
*
Time passed, and Kos has disappeared somewhere. A bit lacking Maksowi szczylówy, on the other hand, loved the blissful peace due to its absence. Might have found a new guy, which now compliments the abusing, dance and conviction of adulthood? Or drunk at the thirteenth birthday, she was raped ... where, offended disregard for last. Max had heard something about the defense of virginity, and its probably no one will defend, even if their parents had najtroskliwszych in the universe.
- I met old youngster - revealed Frances Max - terrible.
- How many years?
- Thirteen. Enjoy that you are a woman, as she claims, crooked legs.
- Podrywała you?
- Take it, stop it.
- I once had a dream of thirteen erotic.
- Frances!
- I guess I'm a bad lover, because even a teenager I could not lead to orgasm.
- God, girl - Max laughed, genuinely amused - be silent!
- sorry, I like to be honest. Kiss her?
- No.
- Good. His rival, wiped out a single kick. Once ...
- Frances!
- What?
- I love you.
*
- Pobicielu! Maxi Pobicielu! Maximilian, whore!
- Shut up, smarkulo - Max silenced Kosi took her to the park, along the way by buying ice cream. - What do you want?
- I saw you with some cane.
- Well?
- You're terrible!
teenager hid his face in his hands, but this time Max was not to be fooled.
- Yeah, just say it was me you picked up. Kosiu, oh Kosiu! Take care of their peers.
- Another in your place immediately flew to me - she said and wiped her eyes Kos sleeve dress.
- Come on, I pobrudzisz.
- And yet you worry!
- No. Caring for the future gimnazjalistki is the most interesting thing to do. I can not wait to see if I have a daughter.
- You will not have. You will die. You sat in jail. Sweetheart knows?
Kos mysteriously giggled as Max found a reason for special vigilance.
- If you tell her anything ...
- fear now! Ha, Maximilian Pobiciel be scared! What, so much does not love you? Huh?
Kos nervous bouncing around Max. Suddenly he stopped and became sad. Heel of left shoe drew flourishes, and his hands held back, looking like a girl awaiting punishment.
- You know how much I gathered for my birthday? - She asked.
- Go now.
- One thousand gold. Old aunt came and gave the most. There was cake, cake, a lot of guests, music, even karaoke was ...
- Kosiu ...
- Parents still bustling in the kitchen, you could come, the room was free. And if not ... Come on now.
- I fuck, girl, what do you think? I have sex? With thirteen? And with a kid?
- Whore!
- Such a pretty lass should not blaspheme.
Kos wept. She wept long, really, until Maksowi felt sorry for teenagers, which he took his arm gently. He tried to find the right words to explain to her a few things, however, only repeated "Kosiu, Kosiu ..." and stroked the head of the poor. In response, she passionately kissed him.
- And that's it - Max replied, wondering at his mastery.
- Not at all.
IV. Even more difficult late
and Frances was unique, and charming, and beautiful, i. .. long to mention, a life that lacked important that was, quite his. As a loyal type of girl every day promised much love, Max answered the same, thereby created a really nice couple, at least in the eyes of the mother of Max, who one day without announcements, visit the Lenka beloved child.
- Frances? I love this movie and Dygant it was wonderful! - Said with a smile, still clutching the hands of the future - let God willing! - Daughter in law. - Take care of him, because I guess I'm too old ...
- What are you talking about!
- Yes, Mother, what are you fucking? - He laughed Max Lenka to their knees. - Again we are not afraid of what?
- something I can sing? - She asked a little.
- Better not.
Mother and daughter were in the morning - Max took leave them with a sense of relief that Frances was finally free, both were free and eager as much himself. Life sometimes puts the strange patterns, like a match to another, but it is totally different, great part because it comes only after years, the hardships of life hideous. Max did not intend to let the Holy back to the satisfaction of the men who will wait on this step. While walking he felt envious glances both male and female, but the most feared Kosi, has thankfully ceased to show, though her confidence somewhere floated. Leściewa the news about the new girl a colleague asked:
- tried to pick up her rosary?
Olif he said:
- Well, well.
then hung for some reason. All in a hurry, as fit Maksowi, but somehow managed to organize a joint meeting. Max met Zoch, opposite of Frances, which, fortunately, after two hours back home. Who to ask my darling? he asked, already in bed, odganiając evil thoughts. Do not repeat the errors of the past.
*
- You were in prison? - Frances is not concealed shock. - Pobiłeś man? But why?
- Yes, but it was a long time. Who told you?
- Szczylówa! Kiss her. Oh, maxi! Probably time to forget you.
- Frances!
- I do not know who says I do not know who is talking!
- Come back, please!
- I do not remember, I do not remember!
girl quickly disappeared from sight of Max, who was too depressed to her running.
*
long believed that Frances will come back until he lost all hope. He lost, oh, he lost his most holy, The young lady is revenge. Shit, not a young lady. He threw the house all items recalling the religion, even the plates with a cross-shaped pattern. Buys a new life starts from the beginning, with difficulty, because of the difficulty, but I will. But first we must find the Kosi. She walked down the sidewalk
, smiling from ear to ear. Fucking gówniara. In view of the forthcoming Max stretched out her hands in a gesture of embrace.
- Come to me - Max growled
- With pleasure, Maximilian. Fifteen minutes later
sex.
* - You know you should go sit? - Kos even more in the nestled Max. - Bzyknąłeś thirteen.
- Wkurwiłaś me.
- Oh, poor fellow. You miss?
- Go now.
- No. Good for me here.
Max put his face to smarkuli.
- Go - asked calmly. - We will meet in a few years when it will be easier. Unless previously not shoot himself in the head.
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