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On Saturday, in the evening, we walked as usual, knocked down vodka. They wanted to just sit, pobhuhat. We are me, Leshka and Maxim. Three friends, still from school, now working students. By 7 o'clock we were already sitting at Max’s hut, with four bottles of vodka and five liters of beer. We sat drinking ...
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After rinsing under the cool surface of the desecrated body of the girlfriend, Claire helped her out of the bath, and now in her movements she was defensive and careful. She herself wiped her, rescued and courted.
I smoothed and scribbled a sharp triangle in the groin. Then she freshened up with the ...
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I smoothed and scribbled a sharp triangle in the groin. Then she freshened up with the ...
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The day started well. Usually before lunch at a cafe there are no visitors, but these three walked for glory. Snacks, barbecue, alcohol. Business will go, and in half a year it will be possible to pay off debts.
- Tanya, docha, - Yelena Ivanovna cried, - if you want, take Coca-Cola for yourself in ...
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- Tanya, docha, - Yelena Ivanovna cried, - if you want, take Coca-Cola for yourself in ...
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Sasha was my closest friend, but, unfortunately, after the death of her husband in her personal life, she had some setbacks. It was as if she were attracted to the bad, her fiancés were now a gangster, then a swindler ... Her father did not differ in intelligence, but there was enough aplomb, the next bridegroom suggested that he implement ...
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The girl Lena went to her dacha. She was alone. Lena recalled with emotion how her mother sent her to the country. It was already evening, and my mother, giving her daughter a bundle of food, sent her to the dacha and punished her: “You will spend the night there, and in the morning you will pick berries and tomatoes.” But not the tomatoes worried the girl ...
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Anya shivered, a cold, burning wind blew right in the face. But there was nothing to do. She took the hand of her sister, and breathing heavily, went out of the barn into the yard. At fifteen and a little years, Anna told a lot. When, six months ago, their mother died, they were left alone with the younger ...
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It was a hot July 1992. The heat melted intolerable, it seemed to throw a match, and everything will break out. The weather forecast did not bode well.My God, how I envied my friends, who smartly all dispersed on the very first day of the holidays. And to me, poor thing, due to all sorts of reasons ...
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