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The day flew by imperceptibly. An SMS from Yesenia came to the phone.
"I suggest we take a boat trip on the Thames."
"Great idea! Where and when? "
"Meet me at the pier near Big Ben in half an hour”.
The first thing Solomon saw as he drove up to the rendezvous point was that Yesenia was alone, fortunately without the unpleasant Carlos.
She was wearing a tight black dress that both accentuated and highlighted her not modeled but attractive figure. Her lush ashy hair was folded into a purple headscarf, and a necklace of black pearls adorned her snow-white neck.
– You look just gorgeous! You have great taste! – Solomon said.
They sat in the catamaran as it sailed down the Thames. They sailed on, and Yesenia told about the sights of the British capital that came into view as they sailed.
Solomon listened, and his gaze was drowned in the abyss of her large, clear eyes.
What a miracle Mother Nature had created by crossing her children from different parts of the world-an Irishman and a Colombian! The creation turned out to not have a very model-like appearance, but after all, women are not born to strut around on catwalks with long legs and a subtle body. Women are born to attract the attention of men, who will appreciate them and want to have offspring from them. That is how Mother Nature intended it, and that is the process, that is now taking place between Yesenia and Solomon.
By the end of the river walk, the London weather had broken up-the clouds over the Thames had cleared and the sun was shining.
Yesenia face lit up even more.
– We must ride that wheel in this weather,– she said, pointing to the "London Eye".– I hope you're not afraid of heights.
–With you, Yesenia, I'm not afraid of anything.
They crossed to the left bank of the Thames and soon found themselves in a glass cabin at a height of 140 meters. The view from there was amazing.
Yesenia untied the purple kerchief and let loose the luxuriant tresses of her ashy hair, whose fragrance enchanted Solomon and made him take his eyes away from the panorama of the city.
– You're beautiful! – said Solomon softly.
Their faces drew together. It seemed that they would kiss each other a moment later.
Yesenia was the first to come to senses. She pulled away slowly, looking around with a smile at the other passengers in the cabin.
Over the Thames, the night lights were lit.
–It's time for me to go home, Solomon, and you go to the hotel and get ready for tomorrow's performance.
Solomon completely forgot that he had a performance tomorrow. So, he returned to the hotel, went down to the business center and plunged into work.
"Good evening, Solomon."
An unfamiliar caller requested contact on the screen.
"Who are you and what do you need?"
"My name is Yersinia."
"Yersinia is the name of the plague microbe."
"And I am the plague microbe. Now your report is about me.”
"How do you know what I'm doing right now?"
Solomon looked around. There was no one in the business center.
“You are looking for me in vain. You will not find me. I'm a little.”
How does she manage to find out about everything that happens to him?
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