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Duremar was again unable to catch leeches today. All the fault was a leaky net. There was no one to repair the tool, as he kicked out Durebab - the bitch was too lazy. - ABOUT! Fuck-dig! Some dick, perdolite Tortilla. - From the piquant spectacle good mood returned again. - Well, I look at his penis ...! No dick threw! A fig is not visible ... Let me break you ... Oh, fuck mother, put it tight, I can not pull you away. Almost like Artemon that lapdog. Also not...
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On Friday, December 23rd, Dmitry told his boss that he would sell all the secrets to competitors if he didn’t go on vacation that week! The chief appreciated the humor and agreed with the inevitable. - Even on the corporate will not stay? Go ahead, Dima, - he said, - anyway, you sleep on the go for the last week. Looked in the mirror for a long time?
Dima replied that the boss also looked more like Koshcheyev’s death than the general director. And on the corporate party without him everyone will get ...
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Dima replied that the boss also looked more like Koshcheyev’s death than the general director. And on the corporate party without him everyone will get ...
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The heat that day was terrible. Karabas Barabas walked around the house in the same family shorts. He walked around all the rooms one by one, checking again and again whether all the windows were wide open, hoping to arrange at least a small draft. But, unfortunately, the street was not the slightest breeze.
Instead, the scorching rays of the sun treacherously broke into the open windows and only further heated the room. Long beard of beards ...
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Instead, the scorching rays of the sun treacherously broke into the open windows and only further heated the room. Long beard of beards ...
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Dear readers, this story should be prefaced with the introduction of a genuinely ordinary one, so that you do not be deceived by your expectations and immediately understand what you are dealing with.
At one time I was thinking of continuing the cycle and about Inquisition, but I realized that I could not. Dragon Age II could still be considered a single failure, but Inquisition is already a trend, and then, judging by all, it will only get worse. It’s just unpleasant to watch the world that once captivated me and the characters I love have emasculated until they ...
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At one time I was thinking of continuing the cycle and about Inquisition, but I realized that I could not. Dragon Age II could still be considered a single failure, but Inquisition is already a trend, and then, judging by all, it will only get worse. It’s just unpleasant to watch the world that once captivated me and the characters I love have emasculated until they ...
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Dear readers! This story was written for the competition, and it rewritten the old film about the new year and the New Year miracle. I suggest you guess which movie I changed my own way))
A woman hurried along the long, dark passages of the Gothic palace. The staccato of her heels echoed off the ancient walls, scaring shadows lurking there. Suddenly she was blocked by a pillar of golden light. “You,” the stranger was not surprised by this phenomenon. For a woman, she was very tall. Correct ...
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A woman hurried along the long, dark passages of the Gothic palace. The staccato of her heels echoed off the ancient walls, scaring shadows lurking there. Suddenly she was blocked by a pillar of golden light. “You,” the stranger was not surprised by this phenomenon. For a woman, she was very tall. Correct ...
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And when do we stop believing in fairy tales? ... When are we turning into cynical and mistrustful? When do we stop thinking directly, like children? There are probably no answers to these questions, because everything is individual. But just then our childhood ends ...
Dmitry thought about this, returning from a children's matinee, to which he led his daughter. Sophia was so glad to all these Buratinas-Malvins-Tortilla! And he? What he?! I admired her shining eyes, her sincere joy. And it was happiness for him ...
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Dmitry thought about this, returning from a children's matinee, to which he led his daughter. Sophia was so glad to all these Buratinas-Malvins-Tortilla! And he? What he?! I admired her shining eyes, her sincere joy. And it was happiness for him ...
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The world around us seemed to be falling apart into separate, isolated fragments. Her hot breath, interrupted by kisses. Flashing black leather under my touch. Our hands, eagerly exploring every part of the bodies of each other, as if to stop touching someone, it will dissolve like a hazy mist. We have long been thrown away, interfering with our clothes. We caressed each other hastily, as if every second allotted to us could be the last. I stopped, hanging over her, feeling a member of the entrance to her bosom.
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All the names, images, names, circumstances, descriptions and other details of the narrative given in this story are entirely a fiction of the author. Any coincidence with reality is pure coincidence.
ATTENTION! In the story there is non-standard lexis!
This strange dream pursued Sonya for a very long time, hardly ever since childhood. The strangeness of it was not only that it was repeated in detail from time to time, but mainly that it was always distinct ...
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ATTENTION! In the story there is non-standard lexis!
This strange dream pursued Sonya for a very long time, hardly ever since childhood. The strangeness of it was not only that it was repeated in detail from time to time, but mainly that it was always distinct ...
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The city of Golden Stones met them with fluttering red and yellow banners, banners hung on high walls, and crowds of festively dressed commoners, poured into the streets to meet their ruler and his victorious army. Alessia, peeking out from behind the curtains of the brightly painted palanquin, was blinded by the magnificence of this huge human anthill — wide pavements, tall buildings, decorated with golden quartz on the facade and just crowds of people — it never ...
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