Helen got acquaintance with John at work. They talked during the breaks from time to time, but there was nothing special.
Once Helen came home, she was very tired. She drank a cup of tea, took a shower and went to bed; her only desire was to sleep. But Christy, the girl with whom she rent a flat, suffered from insomnia that night. They had some usual talk. Gradually it became more confidential, the topic was guys.
- Do you know John? - asked Helen.
- John... Who is that?
- A guy from work. Tall, with blonde hair.
- Oh, yeah, it seems to me, I saw him, but I didn"t know his name.
- Oh really? He is awesome. So handsome. You know, every time I see him, my heart starts to beat faster... His smile is so beautiful.
- Hmm, it"s interesting. Ok, I"m gonna work tomorrow, I"ll look around, - Christy smiled and winked.
- I guarantee, you"ll immediately understand who he is.
A month passed. Nothing interesting happened. Then one day John came up to Helen.
- How are you? This weekend I organize a party at my house. I wanna invite you.
- Wow! Thanks.
- Will you come?
- Why not? - Helen smiled.
- Do you have a car?
- No, - he frowned and became thoughtful.
- Ok. I"ll take you. But the problem is I can"t do it in the morning, because I"ll be busy.
- Ooo-key. What do you suggest? - She was a little bit embarrassed and ready to refuse from going to the party.
- My suggestion is, after your shift is over, you go to your flat, take all the necessary things, then in the evening I"ll come to you and give you a lift to my house.
- Hmmm, - Helen was thinking for a while. To spend a night in the house of almost a strange man? She wondered, whether he would harass her. She couldn"t believe, such a handsome man could desire her. - Alright.
- Well, call me. This is my telephone number, - he gave Helen a piece of paper with the number. He smiled. Her heart sank, some strange, almost painful feeling slipped on her finger tips and disappeared.
She came home, took what she needed. She felt her dream was coming to life.
When John came, he was after work, looked tired, but still he was as handsome as some Hollywood superstar. Helen enjoyed contemplating him. They talked, while he was driving his car. He told her about his family, the desire to build a career, about his past and present. She was glad to become a little bit closer to him, asked some questions, laughed.
They stopped near a local shop, bought some food, spirits and other things needed. Helen went with John around the shop, imagining herself being his girlfriend. She was intoxicated by the feeling of joy and happiness; it made her feel giddy and smile.
John lived in a nice little house near the lake.
- Some beer? - He asked. Helen was sitting on the sofa in his living room.
- Yeah. Thanks, - She smiled to him.
- Help yourself, ok? I wanna take a shower. - He switched on the TV set. Helen changed several channels, but it was boring. So she started to look around. There were a very expensive plasma TV, a cool computer in the corner, a comfortable sofa, a little glass table and a snug deep-pile carpet. On the wall hung a darts target. It was a lair of a bachelor, nothing superfluous was here. It showed the host had a very good taste.
John returned from the bathroom, a strand of blonde fair stuck to his forehead.
- Now it"s my turn. - Helen passed by him.
- Do you need a company?
- No, thank you. You"ve been already there, - Helen laughed.
He came up to her and hugged:
- I"ll be alone here. And sad. I can help you to wash your back, - his smile was a smile of a beast, of a very self-confident man.
- No, - Helen pushed him and entered the bathroom.
She closed the door, leaned against the wall and looked in the mirror. "How do you like it? - She asked herself. - You expected something like that. It was just difficult to believe that it can be in your real life. What should I do? You are completely charmed by him, aren"t you? Do not deny". She was standing motionlessly: "Ok. Let"s look to what extent his persistence will stretch". She glanced at her reflected eyes: "He is definitely a womanizer. Even if it"s all for one night, let it be". "Are you sure?" - She asked herself again.
It was the first time when she felt such a strong passion, that she was ready to be under full control of a man, to follow him wherever he wants, to be his.
After her taking a shower, John asked her:
- Are you hungry?
- No, I"m not. - Helen sat by him on the sofa.
- Ok. Me, too. - He hugged her shoulders. They silently watched TV for a while. Then John asked:
- Can you play darts?
- Theoretically, yes; but actually, no.
- Fine, I"ll teach you, - John smiled, stood behind her, put one his arm on her shoulder, another one on her right hand. - You take the dart like that, find the target, and... It"s done.
Helen tried to do as he said. Each second she felt his presence behind her back. For a while Helen was quite unlucky, probably because of the excitement. But then she hit the bull's eye.
- Woo-hoo, I did it! - Helen laughed happily, turned to him and hugged. Of course, it was deliberately. A kind of provocation. She couldn"t believe He paid attention to her. She needed to know for sure.
He kissed her with a passionate tender. It was a storm of emotions, a squall of feelings. She forgot about everything and was simply happy. Suddenly they appeared lying on the sofa...
After all John and Helen were lying together. John hugged her, and it was so cozy, so warm.
Next day there was a party. Helen helped John to prepare everything for it, and hosted his guests with him. Party was fine. All the guests were good friends. They had a lot of topics to discuss and to laugh at.
When the evening came, when all the guests left them, and everything was cleaned, Helen was terribly tired. John kissed her, but she moaned:
- No, I wanna sleep.
In the morning Helen got up about ten o"clock, but John was still sleeping. She woke him in a very pleasant way for both.
When he got up, he cooked scrambled eggs and made coffee. The breakfast was rather tasty.
- What time do you start to work today?
- At 2p.m.
- Well, we have some time. Let"s go around the city.
- It"s a good idea. It"s boring to be at home constantly.
They walked along the streets, watched some movie in the cinema. Then John gave Helen a lift to her work. When he stopped the car, he smiled and kissed her.
- Thank you. I spent my time very well, - said she and smiled.
- Me too. I"ll call you. Bye. Remember, everything that was in Vegas, stays in Vegas, - He kissed her again. It was a farewell. His kiss was a kind of cold and wet. She wanted to wipe it out.
- Sure. Bye, - She left his car. That stupid last phrase, definitely taken from some movie, was imprinted on her mind.
He didn"t call her. Later she found out by chance that he went on binge for a week, then visited his sister in another city, because he was on leave. After that, he returned, but their shifts didn"t coincide for a long time. When they finally met, something had changed. He smiled to her as before, warmly and cheerfully. They sometimes told jokes to each other, when they had lunch during the break time. But never ever recalled those three days that they spent together.