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Dark park ... summer ... you come back home late at night ... it's warm outside ...
You are wearing a light-colored knit dress, just above the knee ... under it are small panties and a beige-colored bra ...
I sit on a bench and smoke ... having seen you in the light of a lantern, I start intently from afar ...
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You are wearing a light-colored knit dress, just above the knee ... under it are small panties and a beige-colored bra ...
I sit on a bench and smoke ... having seen you in the light of a lantern, I start intently from afar ...
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(the story was created according to Michael's fantasies, wishes to me by e-mail or to him).
One afternoon, to the work of Michael, the phone rang.
- Hello! - Michael picked up the phone.
- Bear! Hello! This is Tolik Males! Do you remember this? - loudly yelled the tube.
- Tolik! Damn, you ...
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One afternoon, to the work of Michael, the phone rang.
- Hello! - Michael picked up the phone.
- Bear! Hello! This is Tolik Males! Do you remember this? - loudly yelled the tube.
- Tolik! Damn, you ...
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We were driving in a car, there was a rainy autumn evening outside the window. Dodge lashed on the windshield so that the wipers did not have time to do their job. Having stopped at the intersection at the red signal of the traffic light, we saw a thin figure that minted in the dark between the cars. Suddenly...
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Is he:
They won't catch me. And even if they catch it, nobody will prove anything. All the same, I will do again and again what my nature of the beast demands. Anyway, I will forcefully take females, who believe that the ancient times have passed and now they can control any man. Because...
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They won't catch me. And even if they catch it, nobody will prove anything. All the same, I will do again and again what my nature of the beast demands. Anyway, I will forcefully take females, who believe that the ancient times have passed and now they can control any man. Because...
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He stood and pondered what he could have become if his life would have been different ... For example, a manager or a psychologist, or a lawyer. He would have had the money, and the apartment, and the cozy little wife ... He was alone, alone in the solitude that is higher than death. He could be independent ...
Rude...
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Rude...
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