the third part

Denis was kind of a matorih chumps who rapidly knocking on the door of the club completely gray. Though still interested in beautiful girl, attractive ornaments of the city, the younger had recently increased passage. He gave Denis, in the fight with the younger representatives of its kind to win a beautiful, beautiful specimens of the female part of the city. Yet often, especially lately, he had to admit, "Let this be his, has the following". Younger were faster, more original, more agile, and perhaps it is no longer in a hurry as when he was younger.

For Denis, some would say athletic, actually never even looked out for his weight and life jackets on the stomach or seriously engaged in sports, just as it was built. Blessed grizzled, oblong face, always shaven Denis looked as still as agreed son. Many mothers čaršijskih usedjelica unaware of his adventures and affinities to taste the forbidden fruit showed him their daughters that have entered the "classical age", and are not married. And since they are likely to come together in the same society, perhaps I were together, but under the influence of alcohol, both little recollection, said nothing. Only shook his head. A mother, a mother, she would stand on the street with a surprised look to his daughters and mime simply asked: Why, what's wrong with it.

Neither had known him, and he seems to have never met her daughter, who are somewhat been introduced. For them, once there was a name, today they are called diggers. Of life are taking what they offered, and now they are on the edge of things waiting to come across someone who will recognize them and want them to have a coffee. Denis were dear to these types of girls, but not those that offered moms, aunts, aunts or neighbors. But it was a big problem, for him they were too old, and for "her" Denis was long probana goods Today in "this age" is by no means out of the question. Maybe I went to a business premises or company, to drive Mercedes and every day time and money with her to go shopping, but this very often in jeans and polo shirt, with what kind of leather jacket with sunglasses. Nope, no way. Denis had to look no further. And they are convinced that they have chosen satisfied as it at least once in his life refused, he or someone like him go, shaking his proud buttocks. It seemed that the only thing they left of pride. Secretly wish was that he pays attention to it, but he knew them too well. A lot of them is in his phone book, such and such.

Its phone book was an uninteresting small booklet of hard covers which are neatly arranged in alphabetical order of girls and women who have been in many different ways and in different situations and circumstances gave a phone number. It is often forgotten about who that person was. So it is next to the schedule in alphabetical deployed by being marked with markers in three colors. Those who were opportunities that may be the target and those that under no circumstances can not be considered to deal with them unless something happens coffee. Subdivisions within the group colors were again divided into three levels, such as one had to his name circles, triangles second and third squares. These signs have marked during the current, future and past tense. His acquaintances and friends were not allowed to see this book. Friends And that only good friends were aware of this his collection of phone numbers. About her he did not talk, he used his collection. And friends are the collection of phone numbers talked about as a special richness. It was the phone numbers today but serious lady. In-hand with his wife, who managed to "catch" them only known methods, corner of my eye looked to the table where he sat Denis. As if they knew that I was their number in the phone book. There were some present politicians and the director of the city. All in all one time there were only girls and women. Neatly arranged in alphabetical order, color and characters. 

Recently, Denis was more comforted myself. Anything less was those girls who wanted him to drink coffee, talk, sit in the garden cafe. Take time for him. While they are older examples of "feminine" are there just to fill his time in "hunting" to the younger girls. Lately, more and more of his time with the "old" acquaintances. In wasting time on city gardens or "windows" of cafes from which he watched passers planned what and where to go this spring. Very often, lately more often than before setting his question when to marry, why the early morning hours remains out when the house will lead his chosen one, who is this or that which it is calling the phone, whether it is that they are view neighbor girl with him, a friend or just an acquaintance or a passer-by. It was initially amused, asked for different answers, but the issue is becoming frequently and regularly began to unnerve him. He showed his disapproval, but it was the easiest to disregard an answer or be pulled out of the talks and go to another room or ... .. what is usually done to get out.  

It was hard to explain to the family and the family that the first forty years of the most important sports Denis was just hunting for women. When he was younger he did not choose, essential was just a number. Eventually managed to balance their appetites on attributes. If you are the attributes were more "her" chance was higher, that lure in his presence. His "love" did not last long. His "love" was not true love, it was more action instead of the gym, instead of action sports, action that it was the most popular activity. Only once has felt the heat, even if he thought so, for the right woman to love him, but even then he was the one who screwed up. In high school, his friend from the bench kept for nearly a year he was trying to show his affection, but he was interested girls with long hair, with greater female attributes, attractive girls who are prominent in society. Today, his friend from the bench, a family woman with two children you see in the city and almost always remember her attempts to get him down. He knew himself, and justify their behavior by natural instinct.

However, the real, sincere love and passion aroused in him a storm of emotions and adrenaline. Get out of the usual routine and sit in your Fica. "Plavac" affectionately called. My first fića acquired by chance it was still 83. In practice, it was a gift. After he got the "Plavca ll" dear to his heart. But regardless of this, Denis explores and seeks to obtain even older. His wish is the Fiat 500, which first appeared in 1957. Small four-man performance was not worth mentioning, as then so today. But it does not really matter because the low price was the main reason "fićinoj 'great popularity. It was powered by an air-cooled engine, volume of 479 cubic meters, which was located at the rear. Later, the engine increased to 499 cubic meters and gave 18 horsepower. Fiat 500, in addition, during this time, attractive design is not offered any more. Thus, in 1963 goes refined Abarth version of which was intended for those who were eager for faster driving. Maximum speed was a little less than 150 kilometers per hour, but it is not all that bad result if we consider that this was a time when many sports cars have to pull over 160 km / h. Precisely that was his desire.

Although his "plavac" little left of the original parts, both because of its quality so due to lack of parts that can be purchased. Acquaintances have given him the nickname "spare part". All in all, "Plavac" is still in the running. And Saturday morning, April month was a great start of a well-planned weekend in the mountains. You could see that in the coming days weather will be stable and sunny. 

Two hobbies, not at the beginning go in hand. He had to hide his lovers from his sweetheart. There were a few girls that could be found in the little Fiat and be satisfied with your choice. The boy grew up to it was a guy sticking out of a BMW or pasata, not to be fićo. No matter how well-maintained, repaired and looked after a copy of the vehicle of the former Crvena Zastava from Kragujevac.

Eventually fićo became his distinctive image so that the girls in the city was not unusual to see Denis on the street and not see somewhere in the vicinity and "pumice". First as a joke, and then out of habit, his old friends and acquaintances that might get over his trips to the new "unexplored hunting grounds" joked on his pet comparing him with his power of love. He just smiled at it was convinced that it was their bad tailored joke. They knew it and they do it very well. 

Many of his closer and wider society are aware of that his passion for Ficam. He knew on Wednesday to get out to the car market and look just fiće "to see what is offered." It was not a need to buy a new but simply like to be informed that it is not someone offer something he would not like to miss him. This sort of thing did not exist. He knew exactly when the town and the surrounding area has a rare copy of the first bars. He knew and those from inostaranstva dragged "poplar", so that it could not happen to be in the market appears a vehicle that he had not seen or knows its owner. Still, he kept going to "inform". The company is known to make jokes on this his fanatical love of the can as it fićo, as he wanted his friends out of the clock. They were looking for the usual Wednesday night to tell them what he saw in the market, had our best to stop the interesting model, what are the prices. With him in those moments hunt for women is stopped. Soon he realized that his teasing and now very often does not respond to such inquiries.