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The celebration was in full swing: the guests sang and had fun, congratulating the young on their day. Champagne flowed like a river, every toast was followed by a loud "Bitter!" Humorous guests shouted with joy and felt as if they were telling young people.
It was her wedding, the celebration of which she had always dreamed and fantasized. Her name was Nina, she grew up ...
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It was her wedding, the celebration of which she had always dreamed and fantasized. Her name was Nina, she grew up ...
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Today San Sanych, apparently, again started some kind of attraction. First, for some reason I asked for my card number in order to transfer money to it for a three-hour session, instead of, as always, paying in cash. Secondly, I put mandatory conditions for me to come naked. That is, not completely naked, but that I did not have any underwear or clothes, except for a raincoat and shoes. However, I allowed myself some liberty in the form of stockings on the lace belt. I think he will not be offended for this ...
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I think where to start ... When I met one girl, besides, I had another friend Ira (a fictitious name so that there were no problems), younger than me by half my age, a beautiful, attractive girl, not married. I began to stick to her one fraerok on the bomb, rolled up a couple of times, but she, as correct, clearly bounced him.
I was in a parking lot at work and we haven't met for two weeks. Once I went with friends to the cafe "Sarajevo" to relax, hit a beer, jump a little ...
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I was in a parking lot at work and we haven't met for two weeks. Once I went with friends to the cafe "Sarajevo" to relax, hit a beer, jump a little ...
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The man drove the horse across the field quickly enough, but so that it did not dry out ahead of time. The sun has already passed half of its way through the sky, and today it still had to overcome a lot of miles. The bum is already stiff from long sitting in the saddle, but the man could not afford such luxury as rest. He had an important mission, and if necessary, he would ride until he started to fall off the mount. And before that, he will be the embodiment ...
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He had an unusual name - Julius. The phone immediately became Julia. "Worked" as my personal driver, of necessity. Called him rarely. But in my DR my “tanker” forgot about me at all about this, I burst into tears, took the child and went to my parents, called Julius, invited me for my birthday in a cafe.
Julia has become a vest for my tears. Just a giant bouquet of scarlet roses and a crazy gift in the form of a set of expensive underwear.
Passion as if waiting for this ...
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Julia has become a vest for my tears. Just a giant bouquet of scarlet roses and a crazy gift in the form of a set of expensive underwear.
Passion as if waiting for this ...
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Hi, my name is Ruslan, I am 21 years old. I come from the Caucasus. I have been studying for 4 years in Moscow, rented 2 x room apartment with classmates. We are all of the same age, Sasha, Dima, Vitya.
We all learn from the medical profession, I and Dima are urologists, and Sasha and Vitya are general practitioners.
One day my mother called me and said that my sister Alina, who turned 18 last month, would soon come to me, I naturally was glad I hadn’t seen her since January (it was my case). As agreed, she arrived after 3 days.
Her...
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We all learn from the medical profession, I and Dima are urologists, and Sasha and Vitya are general practitioners.
One day my mother called me and said that my sister Alina, who turned 18 last month, would soon come to me, I naturally was glad I hadn’t seen her since January (it was my case). As agreed, she arrived after 3 days.
Her...
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In the sheltered place, under the rubble of printouts and outdated documentation, an envelope is stored in the lower drawer of the desk at work, and there are four photographs in it. Four women who left the most vivid mark in my life. And for some reason they are associated with the seasons of the year ...
Seasons. Countdown
And when the soul is completely lousy, when it seems that it cannot be worse, when the dead carpet is covered by snow outside the windows, a snowstorm is circling, howling ...
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Seasons. Countdown
And when the soul is completely lousy, when it seems that it cannot be worse, when the dead carpet is covered by snow outside the windows, a snowstorm is circling, howling ...
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In September, I went to Moscow on business, for quite a long time — three weeks. Almost all the work time I spent in the Internet conversations with Tanya, and in the evening - in SMS exchanges. And by the way, it turns out that almost on the same days, when the time of my trip ends, and Tanya and her daughter are going to visit the home town of Ensk once again. I have an idea - to meet and get home in one train, in ...
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Bright sunlight enveloped the bungalow. Lidochka woke up and sweetly stretched: the paradise life on the island is good. She pulled her favorite white swimsuit and lazily went to the sea. For several days now she has been in this paradise - on Conrad Rangali Island in the Maldives. The blue lagoon bewitched with its beauty so that it certainly wanted to plunge into this purest ...
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Or maybe you can still forget? Forget and repeat what was once happiness. Or at least called "happiness."
I'm walking down the street. On the asphalt, which slowly sleeps fine snow. I am going without analyzing the way, although I am looking straight at my feet. A little girlish laugh makes me throw up my head. I strained my eyesight a little and I see a couple in love standing under the lantern. Why under the lantern? After all, kissing is more comfortable in the dark.
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I'm walking down the street. On the asphalt, which slowly sleeps fine snow. I am going without analyzing the way, although I am looking straight at my feet. A little girlish laugh makes me throw up my head. I strained my eyesight a little and I see a couple in love standing under the lantern. Why under the lantern? After all, kissing is more comfortable in the dark.
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