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After returning from a business trip, Stas seemed to continue his usual life - he worked, met with friends, with women, but Marina was always invisibly present in his thoughts. He even began to get angry at himself. Well what nonsense! I spoke very little with her, during the period of their acquaintance, they said no more than two dozen words to each other, but he still cannot forget it. Stas understood that he does not know her at all, that everything that feels to this woman is not real, because he is not in love with ...
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Alexander called Ivan every day in Switzerland and they talked for a long time. It turned out that in the Swiss clinic they conducted their examination, which lasted the whole week, then they appointed the day of the operation. And then another week of anxious waiting, because after the operation, Ivan fell into a coma. Hope almost gone.
Sasha walked into the water lowered. Neither ate nor slept. At work, did everything on the full machine. And he coped with his duties only because the whole process was ...
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Sasha walked into the water lowered. Neither ate nor slept. At work, did everything on the full machine. And he coped with his duties only because the whole process was ...
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Another pair of pills was inside me. The pain slowly subsided, allowing you to enjoy life. What could darken such a beautiful day? Probably nothing. Even this damned migraine was not as tangible as before, although it still did not give rest.
In the morning I left Eve with a happy smile on my face. Probably, my physiognomy shone with joy, as the morning passersby looked at me with hostility. After all, in their opinion, which I sometimes share, one cannot be in the morning ...
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In the morning I left Eve with a happy smile on my face. Probably, my physiognomy shone with joy, as the morning passersby looked at me with hostility. After all, in their opinion, which I sometimes share, one cannot be in the morning ...
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There was something cold and wet under my head. He opened his eyes with difficulty, but could not concentrate on anything.
Water was dripping nearby, sparse rays of light falling on the dirty floor. Nobody was around, and only this drop destroyed the silence.
This kind of cool looked like some cheap Hollywood thriller, where the hero wakes up in an unknown place, and different crap starts to happen.
"Just don't tell me that it will." - Woke up?
Someone whose face I can't ...
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Water was dripping nearby, sparse rays of light falling on the dirty floor. Nobody was around, and only this drop destroyed the silence.
This kind of cool looked like some cheap Hollywood thriller, where the hero wakes up in an unknown place, and different crap starts to happen.
"Just don't tell me that it will." - Woke up?
Someone whose face I can't ...
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It starts in a hostel, where the three authorities (the mulatto Clark and two blond Roma and Denis) introduce their “girlfriend” Karina to the elite first-year students, the brutal athlete Vitya and the red curly Igor. Vitya she liked so much that after writing the blowjob she wrote her number over his member. In general, five to one, all night ... and in the morning she was credited. The clothes on her guys broke, so they had to buy a new one. They dressed up like a slut ...
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Sasha called Svetlana at two o'clock in the afternoon. - Already slept? - asked. - Of course! - And how do you look to move our meeting to the floor of the third. - Half past two? - Svetlana asked, recalling that it was precisely at that time that we ended the date of the previous day. - It’s funny, but I didn’t do it on purpose. I just am not far from your house now and could grab you with me to the rink, where now ...
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“An error of familiarity with one of you?” - I asked. - You can say so. Familiarity annoys most of all with the fact that a well-bred person cannot pay for it with the same coin. Even in bed.
When we went ashore, Yuri offered us to taste "Sangria": - This is an unusual dessert wine for Russian drinking traditions. It is also sometimes called “summer in a glass”.More precisely, it is a cocktail of wine with juices and ice (or spring water), which has become a visiting ...
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When we went ashore, Yuri offered us to taste "Sangria": - This is an unusual dessert wine for Russian drinking traditions. It is also sometimes called “summer in a glass”.More precisely, it is a cocktail of wine with juices and ice (or spring water), which has become a visiting ...
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The main character begins his story in the morning, on the fifth floor balcony of the usual panel nine-story building in one of the small cities of our Motherland. Why did he go to the balcony? He watched the dawn. Opposite between the two five-story buildings there was a passage, and through it there were trees covering the rooftops of the garages and one-story buildings with crowns, and even further, a bluish haze and a rising ball of the sun. There was a cool breeze, but no worse than in the winter. The end of May is in the courtyard and there is every chance that it will be warm during the day, even ...
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Our bodies in the moonlight are so natural. I am lying on your chest, you slightly hug my shoulders. I know you will be leaving soon. I am sad that our meetings are so short. Gradually, I fall asleep, and in the morning you are no longer there. At such moments it always seems to me that it was a dream, but I can smell you on my skin, and the nightly events come to life again in my head. What a pity that we meet only at night. I would like so much to wake up together and continue our night talk in the morning. On the clock, 10:03, I ...
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Sometimes I get tired of excesses.
Then I remain in the dreams of summer,
And tempted his muse
Peasant young imagine.
She darkened by village affairs
And from gamachny to a hot afternoon laziness.
Chintz on tanned thighs chalk
Like coastal foam whipped between rocks.
Oh, this flesh of amber and honey,
And so innocent velvet young skin,
In the garden, on a hammock, among flowers ...
Save me from sinful thoughts, God!
But how can this be observed
Without secret thoughts about mastering?
It is impossible to curb sinful sin ...
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Then I remain in the dreams of summer,
And tempted his muse
Peasant young imagine.
She darkened by village affairs
And from gamachny to a hot afternoon laziness.
Chintz on tanned thighs chalk
Like coastal foam whipped between rocks.
Oh, this flesh of amber and honey,
And so innocent velvet young skin,
In the garden, on a hammock, among flowers ...
Save me from sinful thoughts, God!
But how can this be observed
Without secret thoughts about mastering?
It is impossible to curb sinful sin ...
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