A short fantasy story from the field of pharmacology. Recorded by Sergei Bychkov
Hormone of winter hibernation
I will tell you the story on one condition: not a word to anyone. I promised Jessica I wouldn't say anything, even if they tortured me on the rack. Jess is my high school friend. First grade..., tenth grade..., university. We were sincere friends and never competed in anything. What kind of rival could she be to me? I'm tall and blonde and God gave me both face and figure. And she? Nothing special. So-so, as people say. Honestly, I felt sorry for her: a friend after all. At school nights, all the boys wanted to dance with me, but Jess stood on the sidelines all night and nobody asked her to one dance even. That's how invisible she was... Then we went to university together, she wanted to be a chemist and I wanted to be a computer lord. In our third year, we got married almost at the same time. Strangely enough, Jessica...
Hormone of winter hibernation
Hormone of winter hibernation
I will tell you the story on one condition: not a word to anyone. I promised Jessica I wouldn't say anything, even if they tortured me on the rack. Jess is my high school friend. First grade..., tenth grade..., university. We were sincere friends and never competed in anything. What kind of rival could she be to me? I'm tall and blonde and God gave me both face and figure. And she? Nothing special. So-so, as people say. Honestly, I felt sorry for her: a friend after all. At school nights, all the boys wanted to dance with me, but Jess stood on the sidelines all night and nobody asked her to one dance even. That's how invisible she was... Then we went to university together, she wanted to be a chemist and I wanted to be a computer lord. In our third year, we got married almost at the same time. Strangely enough, Jessica...
Hormone of winter hibernation
