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‘So please do it already!’ Kostya was pretty offended by such inhospitality. A few minutes later, some kind of girl, or maybe a woman, appeared at the threshold of the entrance. She was quite fat and her age was impossible to determine at first sight. She could be nineteen or she could be thirty-five.

 

‘Follow me’, she said quietly. Kostya went after her into the dark and damp entrance. The iron staircase, painted green, reminded him once again of the old age of the building.

 

They went into an apartment on the first floor. In the corridor, they met a girl who looked very vulgar. This vulgar girl appeared to be the head of the brothel. She slammed the armored entrance door with lightning speed and turned to Kostya. Her look was uncertain and wondering.

 

‘I am so sorry... we had a collective order just now and that's why all our girls are absent. There is a business conference or something in the city today. There will be a lot of guests. I mean men. Well... so I hope you understand.’

 

‘Damn!’ Kostya cursed loudly. It took such great effort to get there, but everything turned out to be in vain.

 

‘But maybe somebody is still here?’ Kostya said, almost in a pleading tone. Stuck in his head was the damned elevator at the ‘Falcon’ block. Well, he almost took a fatal step yesterday. No, he must get a new woman right now, or he would simply die!

 

‘Well, I don’t know,’ the vulgar head of the brothel said doubtfully. ‘In fact, we do have one more girl here. Her name is Luba. But clients rarely choose her and so we hardly even offer her at all. She is mostly as a servant here, well... to wash, iron, and so on. But of course, if you are very horny... Luba, please come here!’

 

The girl of uncertain age who brought Kostya into the building appeared in the room again. Kostya looked at her with renewed enthusiasm. Yes, she was far from super. But the head of the brothel was obviously telling lies about her. Luba had huge breasts, was chubby, and looked womanly enough.

 

‘It is strange; why do clients not choose her?’ Kostya thought. ‘Maybe it’s just that I have reached the point where I am ready to have sex even with a maid.’

 

He reached into his pocket.

 

‘Here's the money.’

 

‘Well,’ the head of the brothel said, taking the cash. ‘Luba, please lead your guest to the rooms.’

 

The whore-maid led Kostya along the corridor. The corridor was narrow and long. There were a lot of built-in closets and wardrobes along the wall. Near one of them, Luba suddenly stopped. She opened the door and Kostya saw a secret corridor. Yes, there was a secret entrance in the wardrobe! The small secret corridor ended next to another door that led into the yard. There were also two small rooms on both sides of the secret corridor. One room had a shower and a toilet and the other room had a big double bed.

 

While Kostya was washing in the shower, Luba put clean sheets on the bed.

 

‘Wow, you get a real bonus when you choose a cleaning girl. Just look at how carefully and lovingly she puts on the sheets!’ Kostya smiled nervously to himself. Wiping himself with a towel, absolutely naked, he went to the bed where Luba was already lying. The girl (or woman, Kostya still couldn’t tell) took a condom from her purse and they got started. Or rather, Luba started first, and then, after her diligent prostitute’s caress, he became aroused and joined her.

 

To his great surprise, it was absolutely not what he expected. He felt almost nothing.

 

‘Damn! When I have sex with my wife anything is possible. Sometimes it may be a bit worse or a bit better, but even in the worst cases it is always a hundred or even a thousand times better than this.’ Kostya was disappointed. Luba was moving over him diligently but in a very formal way. He was lying in a wide double bed and suddenly an absolutely unexpected thought came to him: ‘God, what am I doing here? Why did I come here?’

 

Kostya did not even notice the moment when the condom tore, and perhaps Luba did not notice either. But suddenly he felt much nicer. After a few more of their movements, it was all over.

 

Getting down off of him, Luba suddenly became frightened and raised her arms in despair.

 

‘Oh God! The condom broke!’