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In one of my stories, I touched the theme of my school years, now I want to continue this direction and tell another interesting story.
The last quarter is the shortest by the number of training hours, but the longest in sensation. the street has long been hot, green grass, the sun and I want not to sit at the school desk, but to walk, have fun and relax. In general, live! And when this long-awaited moment comes, when the class teacher gives out diaries with ...
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The last quarter is the shortest by the number of training hours, but the longest in sensation. the street has long been hot, green grass, the sun and I want not to sit at the school desk, but to walk, have fun and relax. In general, live! And when this long-awaited moment comes, when the class teacher gives out diaries with ...
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Violetta Arnoldovna was a virgin. What can I say, lucky man, not only the rare name of the patronymic, but also the physiological state promises enticing discoveries on the path of life. However, dear reader, these were not all the features of Violetta Arnoldovna. The next on the list was the age of our heroine, she was not less than thirty-five years old at the time of the story. Here is a rare instance hit by the narrator.
Call this woman, and in other women whether, let's all ...
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Call this woman, and in other women whether, let's all ...
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Prologue
Black, silent, booming from a desolate city. Like a cave.
Here it is at half past night.
"Since there is no one, there is nothing to be afraid of ..."
Laura stomped home from a friend. Ancestors left, leaving her on the farm. Of course, she put on a skirt half a meter shorter, protruded Lenka for three hours longer and poured a beer and a half more bottles than usual.
The extravaganza never came, and disappointed Laura tried to fill her up, thinking about how she went through the night ... well, Manhattan, or there ...
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Black, silent, booming from a desolate city. Like a cave.
Here it is at half past night.
"Since there is no one, there is nothing to be afraid of ..."
Laura stomped home from a friend. Ancestors left, leaving her on the farm. Of course, she put on a skirt half a meter shorter, protruded Lenka for three hours longer and poured a beer and a half more bottles than usual.
The extravaganza never came, and disappointed Laura tried to fill her up, thinking about how she went through the night ... well, Manhattan, or there ...
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I woke up in the morning, or rather, it was already at about 10.30, not in a very fresh state. My head ached, though not as much as I could have expected; here the dry horse was serious, the mouth was like a cat, the head was muddy. I woke up on a bed in a room allocated to me, covered with a sheet. I remember, I just lay down yesterday and didn’t hide, the sheet was neatly folded next to it. Interestingly, this is how I managed to hide at night or Lena got up and took care of me. As befits a young man, in the morning ...
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I opened the door with the key and went into my apartment. Taxi driver boorishly rolled in behind me.
There was nobody at home. The husband promised to stay at work, the son gave up the session in Kazan, and his daughter was preparing for school graduation, and today it was not too early to wait for her. - Come on, livelier, - said the taxi driver, - and then I can turn on the counter. Time is something, it is in fact - denyuzhka!
And he somehow silly and absurdly zagotat. - Now.
I took off my shoes and ran barefoot into the hall.
Here you go...
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There was nobody at home. The husband promised to stay at work, the son gave up the session in Kazan, and his daughter was preparing for school graduation, and today it was not too early to wait for her. - Come on, livelier, - said the taxi driver, - and then I can turn on the counter. Time is something, it is in fact - denyuzhka!
And he somehow silly and absurdly zagotat. - Now.
I took off my shoes and ran barefoot into the hall.
Here you go...
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I am a sinner. Burn me in hell. I desired the wife of my neighbor, my longtime friend, with whom, as schoolchildren, we did not spill water. We were friends from the fifth grade until graduation. But then I entered the university, left our small, provincial town, and Andrey, failing the entrance exams, remained ...
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This story happened recently when I went to my relatives for my birthday. It was a cool April day, when the sun was already shining than in the winter, but the ground was still frozen from the recent frosts. I stood on the platform with my wife and shivered from the piercing bone of the icy wind. It was easier for his wife, in her fur coat all these disasters were uneasy, but I obviously missed the choice of a jacket.
To my luck, literally in a couple of minutes, a landing was announced, and reluctantly they began to leave the cars ...
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To my luck, literally in a couple of minutes, a landing was announced, and reluctantly they began to leave the cars ...
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