NOVEL
W O O D Y P A U L G R EY
TO NASTYA,
GRANDDAUGHTER
CHAPTER ONE.CHEATER
Today Catherine got up at 4 a.m., fairly early, took a hot refreshing shower, if 4.00.a.m. could be considered reasonably awakening time for a lady of her age , had a light breakfast, as usual, consisting of a cup of green tea without sugar, of course, and an oatmeal. She than took her bag, keys and left the apartment. The elevator took her to the ground floor. She then opened her garage, got into her Lexus car and off she went - straight to Yalta - a paradise, as her beloved husband Volodya called it. They`ve got married 6 months ago, but still they lived in that weird feeling of euphoria - totally obsessed with love to each other. The road was absolutely free and it was so unusual for the route Simferopol-Yalta, which usually is ovecrowded with vehicles of all kinds, times and fashions, rushing to and fro, raising tons of fumes and gases in the air. This is why Cathy preferred morning time today willing to make a surprise to her loving honey. She was so excited, as just imagined how Vova would be surprised to see her so early in the morning. The fact is, that for the first time she decided not to call him in advance. She would just quietly open the door, undress and jump naked into his bed. That would be just awesome.
Vladimir is a writer, rather famous, as for his age. His bestsellers are published oversees and not only in Ukraine and Russia. He says that Yalta inspires him greatly and so he prefers to write manly in his hometown, where Catherine likes better Simferepol, where there`re a lot of places to visit, so many friends. She, actually, never liked that small resort town, and she can`t really understand why people get "nuts" of Yalta. O.K. There it is. The young woman quietly opens the door and...
-"Whose there?" - asks the female voice.
Catherine switches the light... Her beloved Vova lies naked in their bed with some whore. She couldn`t believe her eyes. That`s just a bad dream! Unfortunately it`s true.
-"Cathy! I can explain everything..."
-"How could you, Volodya? I thought you loved me."
-" I really do!"
-"Stop it! Than what`s that whore is doing in our bad? You crossed the red line! I`ll never forgive you. Get ready for the divorce. Now, darling, he`s all yours! You can take him! " - with these words the young woman lives the hotel, where her husband usually rented the apartment.
-"Wait, Catherine! Don`t make a mistake for what you`ll regret all your life. It was not a serious relationship, just pure sex. That`s all! all men do it. I thought you`d understand"
-"Go to hell and leave me alone! Don`t call me! i mean it. I hate you, bastard! Pure sex!"
- II -
To be continued...
2009 Yalta Ukraine
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=773566
Рубрика: Лирика любви
дата надходження 26.01.2018
автор: Woody Paul Grey