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Katyushka was already in her second year at the university, but still, just like in school, during the summer holidays she went to her grandmother and grandfather in the village. Take a break from the city, noise, dust, fuss and study. The stark contrast between city life and local life was felt from the very first seconds of stay, just a couple of dozen of the lop-sided houses, a well in the center, a little distance away, a river, and that was all that was in the village with the originally Russian name of San Paolovka. Catherine's grandfather and grandmother lived on ...
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Mathieu sings, sparks with enthusiasm,
Burr er The soul trembles.
Calling in flight, and I exult,
But where is the entrance to the fate of the former?
Sings Mathieu, exploding passions,
What sings about? About our happiness.
I'm in French - no belmes,
But I understood everything, I learned in the process.
Sings Mathieu, our brain tearing,
As our youth is clockwork:
All our thoughts, hopes.
She sings, and we, as before,
Beautiful, young, naive,
Categorical, aggressive.
We sing her favorite hymns,
And our feelings are mutual with her.
Sings Mathieu, giving a smile
Calling to ...
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Burr er The soul trembles.
Calling in flight, and I exult,
But where is the entrance to the fate of the former?
Sings Mathieu, exploding passions,
What sings about? About our happiness.
I'm in French - no belmes,
But I understood everything, I learned in the process.
Sings Mathieu, our brain tearing,
As our youth is clockwork:
All our thoughts, hopes.
She sings, and we, as before,
Beautiful, young, naive,
Categorical, aggressive.
We sing her favorite hymns,
And our feelings are mutual with her.
Sings Mathieu, giving a smile
Calling to ...
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70s now past century. Western wharf wall of the Middle Harbor of the glorious city of Kronstadt. There were mostly snow-white handsome ships of science. Research vessels. So they called us. Over the hill, they were simply dubbed spy ships; in fact, they were. It was there that I heard this story for the first time. By the way, some of these former snow-white beauties still rot in the same place. And while they rot the story, this is still overgrown with new and new details.
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My name is Max and I want to tell you my story.
Three years ago, my father died, leaving me an incredible legacy. I decided to invest money in the most profitable business. And he became a pimp. I earned a lot of money, my brothel became the best in the country, and yet something was missing. But once...
Max was having breakfast, incredibly bored. Today, nothing interesting was planned (except, of course, fucked with sluts, but it was already too ordinary). However, soon Alexander flew into the dining room - his deputy ...
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Three years ago, my father died, leaving me an incredible legacy. I decided to invest money in the most profitable business. And he became a pimp. I earned a lot of money, my brothel became the best in the country, and yet something was missing. But once...
Max was having breakfast, incredibly bored. Today, nothing interesting was planned (except, of course, fucked with sluts, but it was already too ordinary). However, soon Alexander flew into the dining room - his deputy ...
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In the evening, my husband and I chose for a long time what is best to wear from the panties the next morning for earrings. It was decided that it was too early for me to wear body-colored thongs in front of my son. We chose white translucent Brazilians with a lace front. Dima gave me this set for March 8 with the words that now the Brazilians are the most popular panties for brides. Of course, they, too, are not too translucent, but their fabric is lighter and the design in the front is no longer so dense. So in front of my intimate ...
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She rushed at great speed, in the distance already could see the coveted city, so welcome and inviting. Mentally, she was already there, only a few kilometers to admiration or disappointment ...
My heart jumped out of my chest with anticipation and fear ... How would he meet her, what would he say, how to look? Somewhere in the depths of her soul, she doubted the correctness of her decision to go to him, but it was too late to back up, a few minutes separated her from Him ...
This is the turn He spoke of, here ...
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My heart jumped out of my chest with anticipation and fear ... How would he meet her, what would he say, how to look? Somewhere in the depths of her soul, she doubted the correctness of her decision to go to him, but it was too late to back up, a few minutes separated her from Him ...
This is the turn He spoke of, here ...
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The envelope was no different from a regular mail envelope. With the only difference that it had neither an address nor a zip code. Even the name of the recipient. But I knew that I was the recipient of this message.
Standing in the doorway, near the mailbox itself, having opened an envelope with trembling fingers, I pulled out into the light a leaf of thin white paper, inscribed with even fine handwriting. Running my eyes over the lines, I climbed the stairs, stopped at the landing between the floors and struck a lighter.
The fire...
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Standing in the doorway, near the mailbox itself, having opened an envelope with trembling fingers, I pulled out into the light a leaf of thin white paper, inscribed with even fine handwriting. Running my eyes over the lines, I climbed the stairs, stopped at the landing between the floors and struck a lighter.
The fire...
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Part 1. Dreams
For the past few days, the girl has been troubled. That was supposed to happen, but she did not understand what it was to the end. Everything was fine with my relatives, there are no problems with studies either. What then bothers you? Dreams?
Three days in a row the girl had erotic dreams. According to the sensations that in her dreams were available as in reality, it was the same guy, but she had never seen faces. Every time the girl and the guy talked about something, while the girl felt calm. But in ...
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For the past few days, the girl has been troubled. That was supposed to happen, but she did not understand what it was to the end. Everything was fine with my relatives, there are no problems with studies either. What then bothers you? Dreams?
Three days in a row the girl had erotic dreams. According to the sensations that in her dreams were available as in reality, it was the same guy, but she had never seen faces. Every time the girl and the guy talked about something, while the girl felt calm. But in ...
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