Monday

This morning I looked to Alice. “Zhorzhik, hello: I have been waiting for you all morning” - she sang immediately, throwing off her short robe. I silently throw off my jacket, take off the suspenders from my shoulders. Alice stands in indecision. “And why are you looking at me like that?” Well suck fast, little whore, ”I snapped displeased. She obediently kneels, unbuttons her pants and makes a great blow job. This, of course, is nice, but it is much nicer to humiliate this little fuck. “Nothing, you bitch, you do not know how!” - I say already benevolently. Then I take Alice by the ears and just fuck her in the mouth. She tries her best to help me with her tongue and lips. I throw in her mouth all that accumulated during the week of sexual abstinence. "Thank you, honey! Very, very tasty, ”she says. I slap your ass and send her to make me coffee. "And quickly" - I throw after her.

In five minutes I already drink strong coffee, and she stands nearby and looks enthusiastically. “Well, what are you staring at again?” - I say - “you know what to do.” She does blowjob once again even better than the first time. I felt much better already: it doesn’t press below the belt and the head gradually began to cook. “All right, bitch. Enough with you today. Flog, so I will not be: no desire, you know "- I summarized. “Zhorzhichek, dear, please stay, take me:” - she implores me. And I do not answer and go to the kitchen. Now it would be something cold, from coffee with blowjob it became hot. And she crawls behind me on all fours along the way grabbing my legs, hanging braces, I do not pay attention. Under Alysina, teary requests to stay take a bottle of cola, open it, take a couple of sips: sweetly strong, damn it. Without hesitation, I topple a bottle on Alice, standing on all fours. She does not turn away, only squeezes her eyes. Now she is all sweet and sticky. “Don't touch my pants.” I tell her harshly. She looks at me hopefully. Now she is ready for me to shower her with anything just to stay and fuck. "Lick it" - I stretch her bottle neck. She is very slobbering him: she probably understood what I was up to. I sharply thrust her neck in the ass bottle. I turn her on her back, and she spreads her legs in different directions. "Zhorzhik, I beg you:" Alice chokes, and she already fucks her ass with a bottle. Dreaming, fool. I sit down on a chair and stretch my shod foot (I never slip from Alice) to her wet lips of her vagina and begin to gently move the sole along them. Now she started rubbing herself on my boot. Meanwhile, I pull out a cigar from my shirt pocket and light a cigarette. She twitches for another three minutes and ends violently. Alice Leshit all also with a bottle in the pope. “Thank you, Georges, dear, I was very sweet” - she lovingly looks at me.

“Enough for today” - I say throwing a cigarette butt on the floor. Alice pulls out a bottle, quickly licks her nude and crawls to a cigar butt. This time I left her a lot. She eagerly grabs her butt with her lips and begins to chew. "Bon appetit, bitch" - I say gently to Alice and stroke her over coiled hair. I look at my watch — soon eleven. Not a word to say I wipe my hands on Alicin on my robe, my hands stained with cola, I throw braces on my shoulders, grab my jacket and leave by slamming the door without saying goodbye.

Tuesday

It goes in the evening, and I move in the direction of the sinister apartment, which we and the sidekick are removing for all sorts of “useful” things. I open the door with my key. “Fucking baston” - an unprintable phrase involuntarily escapes me. Again he has a mass gulbishche here. “Valera, fucking goat!” - I scream. From somewhere out of the smoke screen falls the swollen face of my chum. "Georges, why the hell:" - he did not have time to finish - I already threw him aside.At the table (and not only for, but also on, and under it) is a motley company: scum of a society like us and Valerka, Dilapidated, dilapidated elders, cheated drugs (well from the homeless people did not drag here) with a girl - he explains something to her. “The party is over, gentlemen,” I screamed at my throat. Far from all are heard. Two familiar boys take it in an armful on the girl are cleaned at the same time a little stiff. The remaining guests about one or two, I still push out. Well, finally, Haza cleared of this fucking rabble. Valera did not understand my act and left with some of the so-called guests

Behind a layer of fuming I did not immediately see a young girl sitting in the farthest corner on a small pad. How this creature was crammed into this company is only God knows. She sat hugging her knees and wept softly. I sat down next to him, but did not somehow console or ask her anything, but simply offered coffee. She raised her tear-stained face to look at me and nodded a word. Opening the kitchen door (we specifically made it very thick soundproof, because Valera loves parties, and I like to just relax in a relaxed atmosphere. And the kitchen is just for men) I saw a disgusting picture. On my couch, one fag sucks off another. And the one with a free mouth still had the nerve to say: “What are you staring at? Get out from here". Well, I got angry then. I take the baton cop (left for memory of the work in the secret police) from the jacket. And with all the urine I smashed this sucker over a melon from above. Then the second in the eyes. That first fell to the floor, and the second writhed on the couch. I picked up the first one by the collar, leaned it against the wall and loaded it with a baton in the groin a couple of times, then cut it down with a blow to the neck so that for sure. The second has begun to come to itself. I take him by the collar and throw him into the room. And there the girls have a little calmer sitting coffee waiting. She doesn’t look at the body that has left the kitchen.