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Night! Fog! I'm lying on the pavement, in my head incomprehensible emptiness! on the wet pebbles of the road my life and the moments that brought me only pain run through! I can not get up! I do not remember anything! I only remember the bright headlights and the screeching of metal! I hear a sound! The sound of a lantern that swings from side to side and publishes a nasty creak! I lift my head the light from the lantern is getting brighter and brighter! He lined the track! How I want to go there and merge with this light! Stop! I can not I have to get up ...
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All of them may have had meaningless arguments that were later difficult to execute. Also happened to my girlfriend. We drank beer and, in the midst of fun, argued about the fact that she would seduce a very spectacular man from a neighboring house.
Probably each of us, at least once, but fantasized about him. The man was just death. Tall, tanned, with strong arms and broad shoulders. We did not know how old he was, but we thought in the region of 35-40. He belonged to the type of men who could lazily look at ...
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Probably each of us, at least once, but fantasized about him. The man was just death. Tall, tanned, with strong arms and broad shoulders. We did not know how old he was, but we thought in the region of 35-40. He belonged to the type of men who could lazily look at ...
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“Wait for the call; wait for the call; wait for the call! “- Masha repeated the same phrase, sitting at the teacher’s table, watching her pupils. With each repetition, the inner voice more and more broke into a scream. Droplets of sweat appeared on the forehead of the intern at the pedagogical university, and her legs crossed under the chair shrank even more. No matter how she tried to restrain herself, but the onset of an orgasm inevitably approached with each ...
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My name is Max. In life, it all came together, a beautiful wife, a good job, but lately something has gone wrong. Oh yeah, I'm 28 years old, my wife is 27, her name is Natasha. Beautiful brunette, height 173 centimeters, breasts second size, all with her. I also look nothing: growth is 187, the attention of girls is not deprived. We have been married for 3 years already, everything is fine, but it probably eats bytovuha.
It was the eve of the new year, I don’t really like these holiday chores, everyone is running somewhere, everyone is trying to be in time everywhere. We are with ...
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It was the eve of the new year, I don’t really like these holiday chores, everyone is running somewhere, everyone is trying to be in time everywhere. We are with ...
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The next day, shortly before the start of the lunch break, the bell rang to my work number. Picking up the phone, I didn’t even imagine that it could be Leila, she knew that I’m not the only one working in my office, and therefore there’s no heart-to-heart talk in the presence of prying ears. But I recognized her voice instantly, despite the fact that the appeal to me, to put it mildly, was non-standard. - Hello, hello, Alla Borisovna (this, of course, funny, was actually called ...
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From the author. The story was written for the contest "Mesalliance", so let my faithful readers are not surprised at some inconsistencies and disagreements. They were made intentionally to conceal the authorship.
If I am a bald and fat programmer in my 40s, and she is a young and beautiful student in philology about 20, then is this a misalliance or what?
If you dilute a cube with a cloud of strange and restless persons from a notebook with a confident and somewhat arrogant person, and with the tempting nickname "Parisian" on ...
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If I am a bald and fat programmer in my 40s, and she is a young and beautiful student in philology about 20, then is this a misalliance or what?
If you dilute a cube with a cloud of strange and restless persons from a notebook with a confident and somewhat arrogant person, and with the tempting nickname "Parisian" on ...
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Actually, I consider myself a pretty lucky guy.Well, my parents received a new apartment and, on the joys of "washing", became alcoholics. I was taken to an orphanage, and so I would have grown up in a family of drunks, you understand my future fate. And the orphanage was not easy, the chief is the director of our huge machine-building plant, so we were well fed in this orphanage. The manager of the farm, after the director personally knocked out two teeth for him, became the most honest manager of our country. Well, after the end of grade 8 - in college ...
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Looking through the old yellowed photos of my youth, I suddenly saw this photo. Tina Sidorenko, our neighbor, so cute, fiery just, the energy from her and splatters. But the photo of our RMM - mechanical repair shop. And suddenly the memories of youth just flooded with me ... My friend Mishka and I had just finished our technical school and went to the sea for a week. Then we agreed to meet and go with our two friends again. But I did not succeed ...
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- Dear, I have two invitations to a private event in the mansion Dmitry. - Katya smiled and held two invitation cards in her hands. - Great, they say it is very cool, and a lot of interesting people. “But the truth is, I had to promise that I would kiss Dmitry.” - What? But darling, he has long been attached to you! - They all stick to me, I'm sexy)) - Katya, I'm jealous! - Sasha, just one ...
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