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the victim, his mirror. That time, she reverted to the position of the desired item.

We finished drinking tea. When Ann was spreading the dress under herself, Claire suddenly asked her:

- Is your rose in place?

The girl bowed her head in earnest.

“When you sit down,” Claire continued, “the petals should hang down and touch the inner part of the thighs.

Ann agrees nod.

- Hy, but then spread wide your legs so that the flower hangs loose and does not hesitate ... Understand?

The girl, continuing to sit with a fixed upper part of the body and look down on the empty cup, silently performed the instrument and again smoothed the folds of the dress on the stomach and knees. Claire continued:

- Chyvstvyesh petals between the thighs? - Ann is nodding.

- Do you like it?

At this time the girl backdropped.

- hy so how? Can you answer?

- Yes ... I am pleased, - repeated the girl. However, there was something like a barely audible murmur. If she doesn’t look at the future more clearly, Claire has threatened her, she will have to put her nude booties on the public. And addressing me, she added:

“You see, this is easily realizable, since the sheared cut-out of her dress is skinned on the body ... and there is nothing under it ... After the word y Clair, the matter followed, she put her hand on the back of her head and a few inches off the cut of the dress than Absolutely naked her shoulder, part of the armpit and half of one group. However, to complete the job, so that the nipple appeared, she did not risk. Between that, it was possible to distinguish the superior circumference, even whiter, more tender and more intimate, which, it seemed, called for new myses. Above the folds of the wok of the elastic, an unusual pattern kept at the place of the cutout, there was a pink strip of non-similar head markings.

“They look at us,” I said. - Best not to continue. What a shame!

- Well, then we just go away! - answered Claire.

We got up all three. The girl, who already corrected the dress, whispered something Claire. She looked at her with an evil grin and was obviously pleased with such a rapid restoration of rights. She said loudly:

- No Nothing y not get you now. I'm not going to wait for you. It was not necessary to drink so much tea.

Bowing her head, little Ann followed us.

I shouldn't have tried to guess that she had asked for a talelet, but hadn’t received a resolution. I still didn’t know what Clare was thinking. She equally drove us in a pack, drawing our attention to the flower cell, then to the artfully located kyst, then to the unusually curved road.

Finally, we ended up in the wild part of the park, where there were no flowerbeds or alleys roz. Pozhyhlaya tragedy to trap, traveling here everywhere and not so yuhozhennyyu as in other places. Almost neglected part of the park did not attract anyone, especially this time is short, when the setting sun casts long shadows between the trees. It dawned on me that Claire was looking for a quiet place, as far as possible from the busy alleys. Soon Claire stopped and ykazala on a bucket of fallen leaves and twigs, sprinkled the earth under a huge dusk with a fold out. The lower branches almost touched the ground, but beneath the y of the trunk itself remained a free space.

“This is a wonderful place,” Clare said, “isn't it?

She invited us under the tree, where we could stand in full growth behind the dense foliage.

“Looking for something,” I replied.

- For this girl, it is understood: she is asking for a ticket.

Ann tried to test:

- No, no ... I believe you ... I do not want at all. And she tried to lead us to the alley.

“In such an instance,” Clare said, “let me know, why did you just lie?” So how? I was thinking, you want to give us a small presentation.

- No ... no ... believe ... I was wrong ... Claire put the girl in front of her and made her raise her eyes, taking the chin.

- Come on, baby, do not break. You know that this y will come to you. - Suddenly, she presented in a firm, calm voice, not beating controversy: - Now do it or get a slap in the face!

The girl instantly buckled legs. She accredited the dress around her and dressed herself in front of Claire, who asked for the right pyky to stroke her pretty face, shameful. With a strong shit, she made her friends lift her head and put her fingers along her cheeks, eyelids and lips. With a softening tone, she said:

- Get on your knees: so bydetached more beautifully.

The girl got on her knees and with both ekami gathered in front of herself a white dress mate, moving her away from her knees. Behind from under the hem the tips of her tyfel were broken.

“Hy,” Clare said with a smile that showed disgust, “the girl will make a wee.

With her fingers, she turned her mouth toward her and pressed down on her lips. Spread your legs as follows.

Ann pushed her knees even wider, and the booties perfectly hid under the unfolded dress.

- Here, so better. Bend forward more. The girl leaned over and shot her head. Under the light, wavy hair that fell on her face, Claire continued to play with her mouth open.

“You're cute, that's how cute you are,” she said. But she lost her temper and cried: - Hy, you are going to write, sichka!

And since she hadn’t gotten sick, Claire wound her hair on pyky; With the help of her son, she struggled on the face of the person once, the second ... Tyt, I heard the growth of the line, which is still cramped, and now the leaves are falling on the grass. CHAPTER FOUR: ERROR During the last week I did not see either Claire or her friends.

On the eighth day, I accidentally hit little Ann in a bookstore in Monmartra. She was alone. She pretended not to notice me bydto, which, frankly speaking, didn’t surprise me at all.

I remembered that last example of our evening in Bagatel. The rose must have fallen out from under her belt, when a young woman knelt under a huge double. Because when she rose again, stinging her face in her palms, I saw that the flower was a flesh-colored flower that lay on the loose foliage. A stripper has doused it too: droplets of moisture sparkled in the petals. The wok foliage was all wet, which only seemed to be darker and more sparkling. A large drop rolled down on the petal of vygnutomy, so that after that fall to one of the dry leaves. It was smooth and flat, and when moisture baked on it, it formed like a mirror, disappearing in a few seconds.

The girl turned to the seller. It was a strange thing for me to hear how she argues with this person in earnest and firmly. She asked for a book that sold out from under the floor, but the emphasis on her testimony indicated that she knew about the availability of the book in the store.

The shopkeeper, too, quickly ceased to cast out from himself a man of ignorance and took a book from a shelf hidden under a water heater. She paid off, not haggling.

I have proclaimed her in the doorway. She was forced to look into my eyes. I said:

- You do not know me?

She looked at me coldly.

- Why, y know, of course. But not as you think.

Right now, I realized that today everything will be in a different way. Therefore, I assured that I did not think about anything at all, and I followed her on the side.

- What do you want from me? - Nedpy Friendly she asked.

- Nothing, actually ... So just talk.

- I have no desire to talk to anyone, to the same, I am busy. I must immediately take the books. “She showed me a small bundle in a brown wrapper made for ...” Read more →

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