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Fyodor Zuev, by his nature, was not a civilian, but a military man. Still would! To serve in the navy for as long as thirty years, and before that, to grow into the life of the future commander of the naval collective, was his dream since childhood. And he believed that the state had not spent so much money on him all these years to refuse the fleet now, he simply had no right. Moreover, his health did not disappoint him, he never drank alcohol in glasses, but only in a small glass during the whole of himself ...
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It was a fine spring day when I walked down the street in a gloomy mood. The bright sun has not yet irritated the coming summer heat, the foliage in the trees along the street has not yet had time to become covered with dust and with its bright greenery looked effectively and life-affirming against the dull walls of houses that had not yet been put in order after winter. The warm spring breeze all the time was playfully trying to lift up the hem of my summer dress, and the struggle with it caused the increased interest of all the oncoming boys. Their views with ...
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- Well, please, Denis Mikhailovich, understand me! - Through the crocodile tears begged the girl. - I can not be expelled in any way, otherwise I will be lost in this terrible world ... - What are you, dear. You’ll just perish ... ”The man thoughtfully leafed through his personal file, resting his head on his arm, now and then looking at the student. - ... Apparently, until you fell into a re-take, you didn’t think about this terrible world and how to survive in it ... Anna, how are you according to the priest ... - & nbsp ...
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Nastya's aunt was a conductor. In the summer went on the route Ekaterinburg - Anapa. Once the aunt offered her to organize a trip to the sea. Nastya didn’t have any extra money, the opportunity to see the sea for the first time was intoxicating and the girl agreed. After boarding the train, the aunt ordered some time to stay in the compartment of the conductors, but soon came and ordered to gather. She brought the girl to the SV car and with the words “It’s still empty” settled Nastya in a comfortable double room. Left alone in the compartment, Nastya ...
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The story is written at the request and on the plot of the reader. The names of the characters are changed.
The first week after the holiday turned out to be difficult, a lot of things had accumulated. By the end of the week I was squeezed like a lemon. My wife, Lena, also turned out to be a non-gift week. And we decided to give up to my relatives in the village (I once mentioned them in one of my stories). On Friday, after work, we quickly got ready to go. We decided to make a surprise, did not even call them ...
Aunt Valya, my mother's sister, and her husband Uncle Peter ...
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The first week after the holiday turned out to be difficult, a lot of things had accumulated. By the end of the week I was squeezed like a lemon. My wife, Lena, also turned out to be a non-gift week. And we decided to give up to my relatives in the village (I once mentioned them in one of my stories). On Friday, after work, we quickly got ready to go. We decided to make a surprise, did not even call them ...
Aunt Valya, my mother's sister, and her husband Uncle Peter ...
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Days flew to surprise quickly. My mother and I lived as a husband with a wife. She led the household, cooked, washed. Although it was nothing special to wash.
Returning home, I saw the comfort of home. Slowly and another room acquired a finished look.
In terms of bed, some kind of balance has come. No, the desire has not gone away. I always wanted her.
Snooping around the city and communicating with "other" women, an "assessment" unwittingly occurred in the head.
And always the bill was in favor of my mother.
From the thought of what is waiting for me at home ...
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Returning home, I saw the comfort of home. Slowly and another room acquired a finished look.
In terms of bed, some kind of balance has come. No, the desire has not gone away. I always wanted her.
Snooping around the city and communicating with "other" women, an "assessment" unwittingly occurred in the head.
And always the bill was in favor of my mother.
From the thought of what is waiting for me at home ...
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Passing by the master window that morning, I could not resist and looked inside. The owner slept on a huge bed completely naked. He was lying on his stomach, bending his leg in the thigh. Well watched his massive butt and eggs. I got excited. I realized that I want to him.
Three days have passed since that incident, but my relations with Egor were never established. Yes, and Lisa with her husband continued to not talk. We thought it would be easier - but somehow it did not work out. And the body craved sex. Soiled and sherbelo ...
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Three days have passed since that incident, but my relations with Egor were never established. Yes, and Lisa with her husband continued to not talk. We thought it would be easier - but somehow it did not work out. And the body craved sex. Soiled and sherbelo ...
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Well, I came back ... Ten years, and flew like it is not noticeable. Here was born, studied.
From here he went to the service. Here also returned. True, not for long.
Breathed so to speak. Looked at what has changed in two years. In general, nothing. Father also
botal At the same factory. Only now, by some small boss. He is older than his mother, by two years. Man
in the prime of life. Children are adults, work is good. The last five years, he was addicted to fishing.
Speaking of children. Younger, younger than me by ...
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From here he went to the service. Here also returned. True, not for long.
Breathed so to speak. Looked at what has changed in two years. In general, nothing. Father also
botal At the same factory. Only now, by some small boss. He is older than his mother, by two years. Man
in the prime of life. Children are adults, work is good. The last five years, he was addicted to fishing.
Speaking of children. Younger, younger than me by ...
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For a long time I did not dare to publish here any of my stories. Yes, there, for a long time I did not even dare to simply put it in the form of a story. I have more or less good spelling, but I do not have literary talent for sure.
So, what should I write about myself? Once, in a completely alien reality for me, I was married. As they say: I was there, I did not like it. The marriage fell apart like a figure in the sand. "The foot of fate" - remember, like BG? I...
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So, what should I write about myself? Once, in a completely alien reality for me, I was married. As they say: I was there, I did not like it. The marriage fell apart like a figure in the sand. "The foot of fate" - remember, like BG? I...
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Spring! Finally, after a long and cold winter, Spring is slowly and yet timidly but surely taking over. Frosts still crackle sometimes and evil blizzards howl, but we all already know that this is temporary. It is angry with a cruel boy, Winter who does not want to leave, and clings to her icy sosilid fingers for the last days, but Spring comes tirelessly and every day wins more and more in this unequal battle. And every day the sun becomes brighter and the air becomes warmer and already ...
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