Chapter 3 ride games(3)

5 The lad finds it difficult to have an easy day in his life.All his life, he has been well-behaved on the road of life.He worked more than eight hours a day, with endless meetings, self-study, socializing with men and women, and so on.He has little time left in his private life.This kind of private life can never be kept secret, and sometimes it even becomes a topic of discussion after dinner.Not even this rare two-week vacation made him feel free and adventurous; the shadow of elaborate planning hung over it.The lack of summer hospitality facilities in our country forced him to book a room in Tatras six months in advance with a letter of introduction from his unit.These shadows are everywhere and everywhere.

He had become resigned to it all, and again and again the nagging thought of being on this monotonous straight road—that along this road he was being followed, and everyone was watching him , he has nowhere to go, nowhere to hide.At this moment, that strange idea swirled in his mind.His subconscious mental journey and the highway he was driving unexpectedly merged harmoniously.This made him suddenly do a strange thing. "Where did you say you were going?" he asked the girl. "To Bastrisha," she answered. "What are you doing there?" "I have a date."

"with who?" "Of course a gentleman." The little sports car just arrived at a big intersection.The boy slowed down so he could see the sign and turned right. "What happens if you miss your appointment?" "That's your fault, and you're responsible." "You didn't pay attention at all, I turned to the direction of Nof Mountain." "Really? You're crazy!" "Don't be afraid, I'll take care of you," said the boy. And so they chatted while driving—the driver and the hitchhiker were strangers to each other.

The scene quickly advances to the second act.The little sports car deviated not only from the imaginary route of Bus Trisha, but also from the real route to the Tatras.They had a room booked there and were supposed to arrive in the morning.Fiction has always stunned real life.The lad strayed from the same path, from his regular self. "But you said you were going to Tatras?" The girl was quite puzzled. "Miss, I can go where I like. I am free, and I do what I like and what pleases me." 6 When they drove to Nof Mountain, it was already dark. The lad had never been here before, and it took a while to get used to the role he was playing.He stopped several times to ask passers-by where the hotel was going.Several streets were being renovated so the drive to the hotel, even though it was nearby (as all those asked said) was a detour and took about a quarter of an hour, they ended up stopped in front of the hotel.The hotel looked really crappy, but it was the only one in the town, and the young man really didn't want to go any further.So he said "wait a minute" to the girl and got out of the car.

When I got out of the car, of course, Ben came out again.It really sucks for him.It was a strange town, and it was evening again, completely different from what he had imagined.What's more, no one forced him to do it, and he didn't really intend to do it himself.He complained that he had done something stupid, and then consoled himself.The room in the Tatras could be saved until tomorrow, and a little surprise on their first day of vacation would be fine. He walked across the dining room—crowded, noisy, and smoky—to look for the service desk.At the back of the hall where the stairs were pointed to, a fair-haired woman was sitting behind a glass counter, with keys hanging from the board in front.With great difficulty, he got the key to the last remaining house.

The girl, when she was alone, also dropped the part she played.Although she was in a small town that was not what she expected, she was not disturbed.She trusted the young man so much that she had no doubts about anything he did, and could even entrust her life with peace of mind.At the same time, another thought entered her mind: Maybe just like her, other women were waiting for her boyfriend in the car, women he had met on business trips.But the strange thing was that the thought didn't bother her now.In fact, she recalled with a smile how well she had played the other woman today, the one who indulged in filth, and for whom she had once grown jealous.She seemed to have left them all behind, she had learned their tricks; learned how to give the boy what she had not known how to give until now: light-hearted, coy, wild.She is full of self-confidence, because she alone can replace all women, and she can completely control her lover and please him.

The young man opened the car door and led her into the dining room.In the noisy, dirty, smoky dining room, he found a single empty table in the corner.