The Blonde And The African God - Рыбаченко Олег Павлович

  Tom answered honestly:

  - When you write hack-type filed in the Russian-Japanese war is not very. But if, for example, to print something more interesting, about space, or the future of the planet Earth, it becomes interesting to yourself!

  Albina giggled, and jumped to the kiosk, growled:

  "Four packs of Popsicles!" She turned to Tom, asking. - What do you want?"

  A young, black man answered:

  - Pork kebab!

  Albina laughed and answered:

  "It's not for sale?" What kind of ice cream do you want?

  Tom answered honestly:

  "Nothing! I've been waiting for you for an hour in the cold, and I'm cold!

  Albina laughed even louder:

  "And that's frost!" Yes funny to hear!

  The black guy noticed:

  - In my country people poor, but winters and frost and snow not was never!

  Albina laughed and sang:

  "Little children, don't go walking in Africa for the world! In Africa there is no snow, there is no frost there, you will not be able to play snowballs!

  After what girls shouted:

  - Custard cake and cappuccino coffee with chocolate!

  Two seconds later they were served. The girl betrayed the paper Cup to the black warrior:

  "Keep warm, my dear!

  Tom took the cake in her other hand and began to eat slowly. It was evident from his eyes that he was hungry, but he was trying to restrain himself and show culture.

  Albina was eating Popsicle, her favorite ice cream. She was not afraid of the cold, and was always cheerful and hot.

  Tom asked as he chewed on the blonde:

  "Were you scared in the ring?"

  Albina replied with all sincerity:

  "No! And again, no!

  Tom said dryly:

  "I believe you."

  Albina gave an explanation:

  "I was trained almost from birth. I was thrown balls, ribbons, stretched, forced to run through snowdrifts naked, taught to jump. My father as a hero of Russia, received a high military pension, and had a lot of free time. So he his devoted training first, me, and then and brother. Refusing to work in security. Well, that's his choice!

  That is not quite tactfully asked:

  "Not disabled?"

  Albina shook her head:

  "No! In very even good he form! Our mother is also engaged in martial arts. Until still on for competitions serves. Although such heights as I not reached!

  Tom asked with a smile:

  "Your mother must be beautiful."

  Albina nodded:

  "She looks like me." She didn't look more than thirty. Few, though shorter and lighter than me, and a figure like a girl!

  Tom finished his cake, finished his coffee, and began tapping the keyboard again.

  Albina felt a little annoyed. Why, they don't look at her. Especially his feet. They are muscular and yet feminine, with clean tanned skin and perfect lines. The dress is quite short, and you can admire her perfect legs. Albina liked to be looked at with lust or admiration. Here is indifference evoked annoyance. She with early childhood was in the center of the attention, and regarded themselves than something something!

  The girl asked Tom:

  - A why at all write fighter without rules?

  The black man answered:

  - I am now also a PhD write! You need to be an educated person to help your country!

  Albina giggled and noticed:

  - Force there is mind not need to? Where did you go to school?"

  Tom answered eagerly:

  - AT MSU!

  Albina whistled and answered:

  - I'm not trying to do that! What if they made a career in the sport, and get a lot of money! Now I study for a fee, we pass tests on spurs, it does not take much time! Diploma I need purely formally!

  That said it is logical:

  - Knowledge is not needed formally!

  Albina noticed:

  "I just made millions of dollars on the sweepstakes!" I was still poorly known in the United States, and I could hit the jackpot on the bet!

  Tom sighed and answered: