Notes Casanova XXI century. 100 girls and one wife. Varvara

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By the time a girl with a beautiful and such a rare name - Barbara, came into my life, we were finishing school. Ahead of us waiting for the prom and exams.

Everyone was a little bit excited. After all, in front of a new, adult life. It was necessary to determine to where we act and what profession we choose.

Tension mounted with each passing day, and we all thought it was more difficult to collect, and to think clearly. Stalking parents and teachers, and we wanted to get away from it all. But, unfortunately, it was nowhere to run, and it was necessary to make a choice.

I, at that time, was a bit depressed, after the story of Oxana and my self-doubt has gained more and more serious scale. Every time I passed it, I was covered with goose bumps and my eyes involuntarily fell down. If I was ashamed. But, actually, I was not ashamed, I was hurt, because I have rejected that, and I do not want her to read it, in my sad eyes.

Barbara I met on my way home, "zalipnuv" the study material to prepare for the exams in physics. I walked, not noticing anyone around and bumped into a girl walking towards me.

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She, too, was, head down to the book on mathematics.

In the collision of our teaching materials have dropped out of our hands, and we were at a loss and looked at each other, unable to move away from what we have just read.

Recovering Barbara, I made a terrible face and said:

Can not you see where you go !?

I was not in the best frame of mind and with the claim in his voice shot back in response:

Apparently you too!

We have two seconds looking at each other, and then decided that this silent battle takes away our precious time and reached for the books. Of course, both were pulled at a time when we grabbed the books, hit their heads.

At first we were angry at each other, but after a few seconds we both burst into wild laughter. I calmed down first, wiped his tears, stood up and gave Varvara hand.

We got to talking and I held it up to the house. It turned out, her house was a five minute walk from my.

So we started dating. Barbara was a very unusual girl, and thanks to her, I returned their self-esteem.

We are ready for the exam, walking and supported each other.

She opened for me the world of girls on the other side. It turned out the girl there, silent, serious and sensible. And sometimes rough and tough. But there was a certain charm and zest. Like it - the guy, but at the same time the girl.

We parted with Barbara, as the prom, I suddenly realized that I was madly attracted to my classmate Alexandra. Apparently, the fact that we are finishing school, and we will see each other less often or not at all will have played a role.

After graduation, we were supposed to meet with Varya, and I decided to tell her everything honestly.

I expect from it any kind of reaction, but not this. She suddenly burst into tears. What was really on it does not.

I tried to like it calm her down, but I'm bad at it. After some time, our ridiculous conversations and her tears, she sent me far away, she went into the house.

I sighed with relief, anticipating tomorrow's meeting with his new chosen one.

But who could have imagined that this is not the end of history with Varya, but only the beginning ...

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