Book-6. Chain reaction, novella. V. Speys
Baikonur Leonid flew to Moscow late at night. His plane was still in flight, when in his apartment two Ani, Anna Sobinova and wife Anna, Leonid set the table on the occasion of the birth of his son Krazimova, Dima. Tiny fulfilled the second year. In this April evening, a special night for Ani and Leonidas, as the birthday of his son, Krazimovu was granted leave. And they will be together for a month. Peter was nervous. Often went out to the balcony. Staring at the ruby stars of the Kremlin, well be seen away from the balcony of the apartment Krazimov’s. Radiance that emanated from their majestic five- pointed rays shone down upon the sky over Moscow, putting the capital in a festive glow. Sobinov, in anticipation of the meeting, thoughts often returned to the point where Garin was to adopt an expedition to the anomalous zone with the hope of anticipating that they will fly together with Lenya. But everything turned out how it happened. And now Peter is slightly jealous of Lena.
Anna Sobinova admired original recipes of pickles put up on the table and prepared according to original recipes Anna Elsa Eduardovna, which she gave to Ana. These pickles published wonderful aroma of oriental spices and were so fresh in appearance, as if just gathered from the garden. A yellow boletus in a crystal vase with fresh chopped onion rings, glistened there languishing in anticipation of snacks. They are especially good for Stolichnaya vodka, if you drink it in small glasses, richly biting boletus, the vodka is an invigorating drink, refreshing ideas and exciting range of sensual pleasures feast. Under the pickles and mushrooms vodka winds around a romantic dream about new projects and expeditions into the unknown and not yet explored space, dragging the interlocutors into unknown worlds of the universe. The table has been covered and was bursting with food. Women completed the cover and lead informal conversation about economic matters, weaving in conversations noticed oddities in the characters of their husbands, and this from the kitchen from time to time came their happy and cheerful laughter. Peter frankly bored. From the balcony of the house from the twelfth floor, offers spectacular views of Moscow, the Red Square and the Kremlin. Down the adjacent street raced cars continuous flow, time, occasionally pausing at intersections with red lights traffic lights.
«Obviously got stuck in traffic.» – Thought Sobinov. He glanced at his watch, the hands pointed to five twenty- one. The plane landed at Sheremetyevo in twenty zero and go here all is forty- five minutes, unless of course there is no congestion. Peter could not stand it and dialed a number on your mobile phone. Long tones in the tube suddenly interrupted:
Yes, Petro! – Leonid loud voice replied.
Well, where are you? Vodka has already frozen in the fridge, and you are not!
Snake- a lift!
And he went out from the balcony to the kitchen:
– Hey, girls! Leon is in the elevator!
Women quickly took aprons, and went into the corridor to meet the landlord. Leonid with a bouquet of red roses crossed the threshold and presented flowers to Anya, she handed over a bouquet Sobinova Anna, and she hugged and clung to Leonid entire body. He felt the firmness of her breasts and a flutter of her young body. They kissed. Leonid then kissed her on the cheek Anna and shook his hand to Peter,
Well, hello, my dear ones! And where is the smallest?
– He’s been in bed! – Anya said.
– I brought him something here! – Pointing to the heavy box leather case, said Leonid.
– It is then! – Commanded wife – Come on, my hands and the table. You see, the guests are tired of waiting. The feast was held fun. In talking about the funny events in the lives of couples. About this and that, but work. Why this topic is carefully avoided by all knew it was taboo, felt that Alexei had a good job with each and in conversations and thoughts about work or not. Long after midnight Sobinova goodbye. Leonid spent spouses to the elevator and looks back to his wife. Oh, how he was waiting for this moment, fleeting moment of blissful solitude and peace in the arms of a hot woman he loved and trusted friend. Lying in bed, enjoying each other, they are like children lisped different words, distorting their meaning. They seemed to love these moments that the meaning of these words is clear, the two of them in the whole universe, and that life is a fabulously beautiful and divine. Anya in the darkness, shining eyes were huge as the two stars. In pubescence long eyelashes, the eyes were perfect, shining with happiness and joy, delight, filled with her strong man. In these moments of her feminine weakness acquired by a love game for which the lovers are men broke spears on knightly tournaments. For which, the lovers make miracles courage in defending the honor and dignity of the fight of his lady. Anne, like a beautiful flower, exuding subtle aroma generating a storm of sensual bliss, blew a semiconscious trepidation, which was plunged and stayed while. The space disappeared and only Anya, and only her eyes, her lips, her cheeks, her beautiful curves and lines of her sharp nipples breasts like two sharp and gentle hillock, slid down his chest, plunging the whole body into an ecstasy of love…
It was only in the morning when the first rays of the rising sun penetrated into the bedroom, the husband and wife, tired of the passion of love asleep in luxury. They woke up babbling baby in the crib. Thundering rattle, he called loudly: – Ma- ma! Ma- ma- ah!
From this voice both woke up. The room has the sun was shining. The time was 9:00.
– It’s time to feed the birthday boy! – Anya.
– Come on, I change his little bed and wash diapers. – Thoughtful of paternal warmth spoke Leonid – And you, boil him gruel!
In- deed! – Anya commanded. And they are quickly and expertly began to fulfill their parental responsibilities…
Leonid sitting in a chair under a lamp floor lamp, reading a book. It was a work of Charles de Caster’s «Legend of the Eulenspiegel and Lame Gudzak their valiant fun and praiseworthy deeds in Flanders and other parts.» Leonid read this book as a child, and now, with pleasure, to give home comfort, relaxation and re- reading favorite piece again. Anya and her little son at that time went to the yard to walk before bedtime. Antique clocks, Anya’s grandmother’s wedding present, approximately ticked in the corner of the room, it was 19- 00, that should have been revealed from the wife walks with the child, when in the twilight of the room, and suddenly a flash of lightning came silhouette of a man. The outbreak room filled with ozone, and the silhouette materialized in Carlos Allende. He was wearing a track suit unchanged. Leonid, accustomed to surprises in their work, in a calm voice welcomed uninvited guest:
– Good evening! With what have welcomed this time?
– You will not believe it! – Carlos waved his hand. Above the double bedrooms in the air there was a flickering screen and on it were pictures of a secret conversation Leonid Garinov with a top- secret «Museum», the brainchild of Alexei. Surprise Krazimova did not have limit:
– Where is it? – He asked.
– Thank you, Leonid, for the information! We implanted implant you, he made the record that we scanned his memory, that’s all! Now we know that torsion fields by storm you. What the study, regardless of the danger of death continues.
– So after all, we are taking steps to neutralize! – Leonid tried to argue. Carlos waved his hand again. On the screen appeared with the restored laboratory of space equipment.
– You can see that the objects to restore or, in other words, the return of the space intact anything. It will be chaos. Note the laboratory rack in the middle of the room. – Enlarge the image on the screen and stood by the flask were hardly recognizable. One was soldered into a wooden shelf, like a grown up with a tree, from which this regiment was made. Another bottle was lying on the edge of the shelf, and its free end is pulled up to the tile floor. Not a single item that was in the lab, there was not deformed in good condition.
– As you can see, these experiments no good will not result. Therefore, I strongly recommend, stop mock the nature of things. We once had to drown you know is Atlantis because