Chapter 7. The secret plan seems to be solved

   
       The secret plan seems to have been solved. Relationships are changing.
 
When I arrived, Lyosha was not there yet. I lay down on my bunk and began to think about everything that had happened during those days.  Having replayed all the previous events in my memory and how contradictory she behaved towards me, I came to an amazing conclusion. And me 
suddenly everything became clear, and her somewhat strange and inconsistent behavior, and why she was so insistent on introducing me to Masha.  It seems that I was right after all, she acted according to the same plan as I did when I made plans for her hubby. She chose her target like a huntress. And then I showed up in time.  But she was annoyed and in a bad mood at the time because of some family troubles. She was clearly not up to me then. But when everything seemed to settle down and she calmed down and saw me playing volleyball again. She was interested in it. She liked how cool I was playing with the guys. She said herself that she was watching me with interest. And I was apparently quite satisfied with her as the object of her hunt. And she decided to choose me. Why not? An interesting, athletic, young guy or man, whichever she likes best. And I knew that women liked me before, and I had heard about it more than once from strangers. - What a cool guy, - two pretty girlfriends discussed me quite recently, not knowing that I could hear them, I would have been so happy to hook up with them. And I easily got to know girls, and there was probably no case yet that a girl I liked turned away from me. Yes, even Masha. How happy she was when I approached her. And then I got jealous of Lena. Even Lena noticed it and said it then, looking at Masha. - How desperate she is, look how her eyes are burning. But she didn't even expect me to fall into her net. And when she realized that I was caught, or rather, that I would immediately get carried away with her.  She needed to make sure how much I was attracted to her.  If I hadn't approached her after she said we didn't need to meet, maybe that would have been the end of it. She saw Masha and me. It must have hurt her. I quickly found a replacement for her. And at the same time, it aroused interest in me. And when I left my girlfriend, obviously because of her, she couldn't have known that I didn't know Masha at all and met her playing ball in a beach company. She decided to test me. And she even apologized for being so rude to me, and kind of brought me closer to her and caressed me, and when she saw how I blossomed at the same time, and admitted that I really liked her, she immediately pushed me away, deciding once again to make sure how much I was attracted to her, and tie me more tightly to to myself.  That's why she told me we didn't need to meet. Or maybe she was just doubting whether she should contact me. And when I found her again and said that I was looking for her no matter what, that decided everything. She realized the boy was seriously attracted to her. He's in her hands. It remains only to cover him and herself, and then Masha and her friend turned up very timely.  She immediately managed to charm them with her ease, benevolence and confident tone of a woman who knows her worth. She needed to set me up with Masha so as not to arouse anyone's suspicions about our relationship.  Put me in the shade. I'm Masha's boyfriend, what kind of questions would anyone and no one even think of suspecting Lena and me.
     It turns out to be interesting, so it turns out that she had planned this before. And she was really testing me. And poor Masha never dreamed that she was being used just as a screen to deflect all suspicion from herself.  And her plan worked successfully. She got what she wanted.  I got myself both a page and a lover in one person. Yes, I was right, though, comparing her to a Roman woman in gladiator fights and to Milady. I didn't have anything in common with them. Not a beloved husband , from whom there is little joy. And why not cuckold him by taking revenge on him for everything at once. She had accumulated a lot of resentment and anger at him over the years. All she needs is poison and a dagger and a powerful patron Cardinal. And then, without hesitation, she would have used them without hesitation...  
 My fantasy was playing out in earnest... all this is true, but why, she was so mad when she saw her bruises. My husband is not here. What should she be afraid of. Big deal, in a couple of days everything will disappear. And then it dawned on me how I'd forgotten. She's not the only one here. There are two women and two men she knows right there.  They're probably looking out for her. And if they see these bruises on her, it will give her away completely, and there is no need to even keep an eye on her.. Facts, as they say on the face. Or rather, on the neck and not only. But of course, except for me, I thought smugly, they won't be able to look in there. Yes, hubby did not just let this beauty go to the sea, he set up surveillance on her. He's not a complete fool to let his beautiful wife go alone, unattended. Knowing full well that she will immediately arouse interest and it is not difficult for her to find entertainment on the side.  Just wave your finger.I wonder how she managed to convince him to let her go alone. Apparently she has some power over him. What, what, but she loves to command and command.  It was she who was with them in the restaurant when she came to the pier in this beautiful evening dress, clearly not Turkish consumer goods. Yes, I think I've solved this riddle.  Like Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson. And he laughed .Now I can spread my wings and show Lenochka. That I 'm not a fool either . And I can also show my character.   In such difficult conditions for her, it is not easy to find a man to her liking.  And the fact that she likes me, I already had no doubt about it. If she just needed a man, let's say, for entertainment and health, she wouldn't behave like this with me. And I wouldn't have dragged this bag to him, which I even put a beer in, to make me feel good.   And how, she treated me tenderly and affectionately, reached out to me and was not at all shy of me, undressing then at our first meeting. Why be ashamed of a man who loves her, who is ready to blow away dust particles from her, to whom she is also not indifferent. . It is clear that she was saying everything quite sincerely without falsehood.  And after our stormy night, all her expectations came true .  She realized that she was not mistaken about me. And I got what I wanted.  And now she's unlikely to want to lose me anymore. Her close man. Which she found so difficult to find in such difficult conditions for her and when everything turned out so well for her.  And she no longer needed to look for anyone, being under continuous surveillance of herself, being in full view of everyone. What to say to her was very difficult to find a suitable suitor in such a difficult situation. Yes, we don't know who else you'll contact. You can run into a scumbag of whatever kind, a blackmailer, and get a lot of trouble instead of pleasure. And then I appeared. "Dear boy, I went to bed with a magazine." He swam into her arms quietly and not noticeably. And with two girlfriends to boot. One of them is staring at me, and I'm staring at her.  You can't think of a better combination.   But what happens now. It turns out that I completely unexpectedly found myself in an interesting situation.  Now two women needed me at once. I turned out to be the trump card in this game.  They became rivals. And none of them will want to give in. I'm the Joker to them now.  A universal card, Whoever pulls it out of the card deck wins.   Yes, an interesting situation has emerged. It's not for nothing that I humiliated myself in front of you, Lenochka, trying to please you and fearing that you would push me away.  Now the situation is changing somewhat. I'm done fawning and whining, as you put it back then. And stop being, if not a six, then something no higher than a jack.   We can command too.  You think I'm a submissive boy in love from whom you can twist ropes.  You're wrong, dear. I'm not some kind of mumbler. No matter what, but I'm a reserve officer and I can command too. You should have joined the platoon I commanded. I'd show you what a service is, if you'd run around all covered in soap. I would have driven you, as we used to say back then, so that the service would not seem like honey. I got really fired up, fantasizing all over and cheering up. I must say that I was feared in the platoon, and the commanders praised me for my rigor and discipline.  At that time I was very proud of my officer rank and when my friends Lech and Vasya and I had a drink and the conversation turned to the army, I looked down on them, and sometimes jokingly commanded addressing Vasya.- Junior Sergeant Vasilenko, come to me. Run. Set aside. Cadet Kazartsev. Why are you dressed out of shape? The charter was forgotten. I'm announcing three outfits out of turn. There are three outfits out of turn, Leha jumped up with a glass in his hand.   So now Lenochka, the game will go according to my rules. Or rather, now we will be on equal terms. Playing too much , you say. I've been playing with you too, I guess. I'm letting you do too much. A sleepless night and a couple of glasses of beer that I drank on the way in such heat, and even a couple of good sips of liquor that I swallowed right from the bottle that Lena left me had their effect and I was winding myself up more and more.  And don't think that if you leave me, I'll go drown myself. I'll find solace for myself quickly. And that's how you are . That's another question. For a long time you squeezed the spring, putting pressure on my ego and humiliating me, and now the moment has come when this spring has unclenched. Now the choice is mine. And now she has to be afraid that I can easily switch to Masha. A free and unmarried girl, unlike her, and also younger than her.  Poor Lena, if she knew what I'm talking about now, I think she would probably have even more spots.  I completely forgot that I had become attached to her myself and was very afraid of losing her. By the way, she left her phone to Masha, how to get it from her. without arousing suspicion. I need to call her. How she got out of it .That I came up with something so that these six wouldn 't suspect anything. If they find her like this, then surely everything will end right there, this is a hotel. She's an interesting woman, people notice her. And she has a lot of casual acquaintances there, and if at least one, but most likely one of them, will notice the way she looks. Gossip will quickly spread and first of all reach her friends in quotes and then a scandal cannot be avoided. Her husband will demand that she return immediately, but most likely he will come here and force her to leave. I really didn't want that. I felt kind of uncomfortable with these thoughts. It would have been another blow in this story that would have caught up with me. And most likely the last one and I would have been knocked out. And I never saw her again.  That's why she was so worried. And I, like a jerk, also made fun of her, of course it infuriated her. Everything, as they say, hangs in the balance. If she got caught by a random detractor, whom she could casually dismiss and humiliate or even insult. And beautiful women have enough of them, or an envious gossip girl, and everything will be instantly spread throughout the hotel. That's why she was so worried and didn't know what to do. I was seriously alarmed by this, I urgently need to find Masha and fish out her phone.  Yes, Lena, unwittingly I set you up seriously.  Although my attitude towards her has now, as I thought, changed dramatically and I will no longer allow myself to be manipulated and pushed around as she pleases. but this, of course, does not mean that I have stopped loving her.  That's about it, I reasoned, lying on my bunk and smoking cigarettes.  Although everything I was thinking about right now was not entirely true and I was mistaken in some things. As I learned about this from the culprit herself, my then confused reasoning, which I now mentally condemned and, as they say, tried to mentally put in place ... .   
;;;;;;My thoughts were interrupted by Lech. - Great, - he exclaimed joyfully. - There was a missing person. Where did you go? I was already thinking of putting you on the wanted list.- He said cheerfully.  And noticing my bag with the edge of Lenin's dressing gown treacherously peeking out of it.  He winked at me and said . Yeah. It's clear.  And then he added jokingly. - That he robbed someone.  - Yes, it was lucky.  I answered in the same tone . - I took one Fraera to the Hop Stop. - I see what kind of fraera, - said Lech, looking at the mottled edge of Lena's dressing gown.- Will you have a liqueur? I asked him. - Do you have any?- Yes, and getting out of bed, I took out a bottle, sandwiches and cookies, which my caring Lena provided me with. - Yes, what can I say, you were lucky  I see. Oh , cherry . - He looked at the bottle approvingly, I like him too.  You don't pour too much, you have to savor it.- He said in an expert tone. - And I love him with coffee, one friend taught me, - I told him. Lech looked expressively at my bag. Yes, what can I say, you really got lucky. - Oh, that's a thought, the girls have instant. Let's try it for a complete buzz. "You can," I said. "I'm going to run away," he exclaimed.- Oh, let's pour some for the girls and let them indulge. - They'll do fine, there's nothing to teach them, and even with coffee.  They'll probably like it, they'll get used to it. It's too early for them yet. - He said in a businesslike tone. This liqueur is good, not some kind of essence. Natural. Elite. I tried it once, he said, and ran to the girls. Yes. To give him his due, Lyosha understood drinks well.  And Lena, what a smart girl, knew that she wasn't buying some cheap stuff. In Lyosha's eyes, I now looked quite heroic. Soon he returned with a can of coffee.,   and a boiler. - Yes, I see you are fully equipped. - That's it. - Lyosha said, not without pride. - Ugh, you forgot the spoons. - We'll stir it with a fork.  We put the boiler in a glass jar and soon the subtle aroma of coffee floated around the room. "It's a complete buzz," Lyosha exclaimed, sipping the liqueur and washing it down with a sip of coffee.  "Your friend," he glanced at my bag again, "is just great.  It's really delicious. Now I will know what to treat women with on occasion, they will like it.  I lit a cigarette and we got high with him for a long time, sipping liqueur and washing it down with coffee, until we finished the whole bottle. Then he went about his business. And I went back to my problems in my mind. Something was bothering me. We need to look for Masha and find out how Lena's phone number is, without arousing her suspicions.  My anxiety was not in vain, as I soon found out...


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