He grunted, unable to control the button on his trousers that wouldn't fit in the loop. And obviously, she was just shy of him .Lily got up from her seat, went to the Jew who was kneeling, undid a button, and looked up at him.

«What are you up to, huh?»

Lily snorted, returned to her seat, and moved to the walls. He took off his shirt, threw it on the same chair where his trousers and socks had fallen, and lay down next to the girl in her underwear. Lily studied his body with interest, running her hungry gaze over his chest, touching the muscles of his arms, squeezing them until they were white, feeling the veins swell from the constant lifting of weights .

«So … why did you invite me?» Tom was joking when he got bitten on the shoulder for it.

«I told you so! You're just biting me, aren't you, dear?»

Lily stared at Thomas with unnecessary swagger, her eyes clouded, and she pulled up her pyjama shirt to show off her charms .Thomas looked down at her rounded Breasts.

«Stop it, Lily!» Tom was annoyed, knowing that nothing would fall, it wasn't kosher, it was fucking «Put your shirt down and lie down» he pulled the fabric down, «You've had three SIPS and you're acting like a seasoned whore, not a Jewish girl!»

«Because I'm English and have Russian roots!» She turned her face to the wall, thinking of what Tom had said: «Are you forcing me» she grimaced, trying to find a word, «To be a part of your faith? Was it a rite of passage??? Oh, no!» She screamed, and Shulman put her hand over her mouth so that she wouldn't Wake the whole house.

He leaned toward her, his lips tightening slightly «don't yell like that, do you understand?»

She blinked, and the man took his hand away when he heard that he was Judas, and how he believed in Judas, and how she believed in Jesus, and how he betrayed him, and all that stuff.

«Your Judas is a Jew! I don't want to believe in this traitor!»

«Jesus, the sun, was also a Jew,» Thomas chuckled. «you must read the Bible from beginning to end.»

The Jew spent half an hour trying to explain to her that she was just confusing terms and names, misrepresenting Jews in a bad light.

«We all walk under the same God, the Creator, right?»

Tom told her a favourite and Great parable, filling her young and naive ears with infused urine that allowed her brain to start turning the other way. Thomas had a certain gift of persuasion.

«What a speaker you are, Tommy! Go and stand on the podium!» she bit him once or twice, but her ears were already hanging down, so it was too late to roll them up.

So they lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, arguing about who would turn off the night light, pulling off each other's short blanket. In the end, she simply threw Thomas off the bed with her feet, and he fell on his back, propping himself up with his hands.

«And you know how to handle men!»

A few weeks later

Friday afternoon in the East End was a pleasant day with warm weather and a pleasant breeze. A large multi-purpose hospital sprawled along the main street, taking up a decent area. A two-story old building with white Windows and a beautiful sign at the entrance – a haven for people who are sick or injured by their own greed and betrayal of the «higher» world.The best appliances, new tools, snow-white gowns and patients with a silver spoon in their mouths – welcome to St. Raphael's hospital.Thomas and his «entourage» crossed the threshold of the gynaecological chair. The dark-haired man took off his thin felt hat and mechanically straightened his hair, as always clean and fresh. Grey eyes darted from wall to wall, painted beige, with large Windows looking out over the forest. Shulman became the focus of attention of pregnant, young and elderly women. Statuesque, tall, broad – shouldered, in a pressed three-piece suit, sparkling oxfords and a white shirt, he looked like a woman's dream. Such an imposing gentleman could turn the head of any girl, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the demonic essence slipped away, scaring the beautiful half of humanity. His full, pursed lips were visible under a thick but well-groomed beard that he cut weekly at a Barber he knew. All of this indicated that the male hormones were surging through him. Probably, no one could have imagined that this hero had a gun in his belt, loaded, but not cocked, for the time being. Tom opened the door without knocking, stormed into the Manager's office as if it were his home or a shared toilet in a restaurant, and looked around the room. Whitewashed walls, a Desk, stacks of maps, a couch, and a new midwife's chair, the sight of which caused the Jew a slight revulsion. Finally, when he saw his classmate sitting at the table, Shulman smiled haughtily.

«I'll sit right here, okay?» He was wheezing, leaning back in his chair, rubbing his leg.

«Thomas?!» A thirty-six-year-old man with small blue eyes and straight jet-black hair exclaimed, holding out his hand. «Thomas Shulman! How many years?»

«Zachariah Shmael-grew up, got stronger, and finally lost his virginity by marrying his second cousin?» Thomas joked about a childhood friend with whom he often played in the yard, got into a fight for the first time, and accidentally stole a girlfriend at the prom.

«With my cousin, Thomas, my cousin. Calm down.»

Shulman looked at the wedding ring on his friend's ring finger without envy.

«What about you? Added to the Jewish family?»

«Does my happy face show that this is not the case?» Tom muttered wanting to get down to business.

Zachariah listened intently, crossing his arms over his chest.

«My girlfriend is looking for a job. Well, you know what's in your industry, okay?»

Schmael nodded, demanding more and more details.

«This girl is the goddess of Ilithyia in the flesh. She killed the «midwife's hand» I have a desire to have promiscuous relationships and eat cottage cheese. The girl is an excellent student, but not in life, but in her profession. She'll help you give birth blindfolded, sitting upside down on the toilet, you know? She fixed a woman's uterus during a fucking delivery with a sandwich in her mouth, didn't she?»

Zachariah laughed heartily, rubbing his left eye and showing his white teeth.

«I know what you're getting at, Tom, but it doesn't depend directly on me.»

«Yes, stop lying, she has a talent,» Shulman said, leaning back in his chair and picking up the midwife's mirror.

«Well, let him come with his diploma and papers tomorrow, about ten o'clock. Let's look at your excellent student!»

Thomas slipped down the hall to the phone, dialled a familiar number, and waited for the soft ring. Finally a girl's voice came on the line.

«So, honey, as they say-get your legs ready, right? I'm on my way, right? And I found you a prestigious job.»

Lily laughed, shining bright and clear as the sun.

«Did you find me a job? Where?» Lily asked, interrupting him with questions, « I'm already working.»

«You mean that whore hole with syphilis? You deserve something better, don't you?» He finished and hung up.

Could he let her work in a hole? Never! She is beautiful and gifted, and she has to collect on her fingers the secretions of dirty whores in the form of «cottage cheese» from a neglected thrush. And not only in women, but also in the mouths of their offspring. He knew all this from her stories, terrible stories that made Thomas sick. And what then to work in such conditions? Tom was afraid to even think about it.But since he is her boyfriend, Beau, companion, and admirer, he must help her settle into this life. Although she only calls him her boyfriend.It was a joke, but they had been Dating for almost four months, and she was no longer a stranger to him, even her own. He was used to feeling her cool hands on his chest when he stopped shivering from the cold; to feeling her fingers buried in his hair; to hearing her laugh or just her voice going crazy with moans after passionate kisses; to thinking about how she got home and whether they gave her lunch during the break; to worrying about her older brothers hurting her when she spent the weekend at home, wanting to be alone. She accepted his faith almost without scandals and quarrels, without stupid ultimatums and threats. Lily let Thomas let her see the world through his eyes. She showed interest, showed a desire to follow the same path as he did, so everything he did, Shulman did only for her. He began to live for her.But all this is childish and snotty lyrics. What's left in the bottom line? That Thomas is a gangster, sells drugs, runs rackets, and kills people? Lily and Thomas are two opposites that can't attract, but still.An hour and a half later, Thomas stood in the doorway, waiting for Lily's footsteps .