the strongest alcohol, it seems, was 70 degree chacha, she went into the bath and opened the window. Artificial phallus rejoiced, thinking about a drunken orgy in the bath. But the woman brought it to her face and carefully examining, whispered "Goodbye", threw the toy to the bottom of the bath. And then, closing the drain plug, generously doused the phallus with chacha.

The dildo did not have time to understand where the match appeared in Anya’s hand. He just screamed silently when the flames covered him. And the woman silently looked at it. I watched the love and the curse of the last months of her life writhe and melt in the fire at the bottom of the bath. And when the phallus began to curse her, Anya laughed. Her manic laughter rang loudly around the apartment. The woman laughed like mad, killing her friend.

After half an hour everything was quiet. At the bottom of the bath there was a black stain of what was once an artificial member. Nearby, leaning back against the wall, sat Anna. She sat with her arms wrapped around her head, running thin fingers through her hair. What was happening to her in recent months seemed like a bad dream. These ... troubles that "watched" her in the room were so real, but could not exist. But because of them, because of this madness, she almost ruined her life, confessing her love to Anton Veniaminovich. A relationship with an artificial phallus? Yes, this is no gate at all! And alcohol ... why did she drink? For what? Has this made it any easier? Not at all. Every day it only got worse. And this rape - at the recollection of what happened a few hours ago, her stomach ached - after all, Anya did not even resist. She wanted to be raped. Hard, like a man fucked. Saved from crazy loneliness. She was ready to go for anything, just to get away from the darkness of madness. Just not to be alone.

- Anya, are you all right? Are you not sick? Tell me, maybe I can help you ... - Anton Veniaminovich once again asked, looking anxiously into the burning eyes of a rosy green-eyed woman.

A slight embarrassed smile touched Anna's scarlet lips.
- Anton Veniaminovich, all is well. - gently answered the woman. - I am healthy as never before. I just wanted to rest ... go somewhere.

The boss nodded, still not believing what was happening and, even leaning forward, sniffed, which made the woman's cheeks turn red. But did not feel a trace of alcohol. The embarrassed director took a pen and put his signature on the application form, allowing Anna to take forty-two days leave, starting today.

The sun passed over noon, rapidly tending to the horizon. Avdotya Petrovna is already forty minutes away, when she finished washing the bones of her neighbor, Polina, for a newly purchased refrigerator. Pelageya Ivanovna could not think of what to say to a friend. She, unfortunately, fell asleep, defrosted by the warm sun, skipping past most of the story. And Marfa Nikitichna, red as a crab, was drenched in sweat, wrapped in warm winter clothes and wrapped in a thick woolen scarf. The day was surprisingly warm. Like the last breath of summer. And for some reason everyone understood that cold weather would begin tomorrow. And men throughout the city changed the tires on cars.

He squeaked the signal of the magnetic door in the dark and she opened and released a weightless creature from the darkness of the entrance. A beautiful tall girl with developing slightly curly golden hair, scarlet lips, almond-shaped green eyes, smiled and fluttered out into the street. A summer breeze swept past the three "whistleblowers-all-the-court" and her red cloak just above the knees rode up to the middle of the thigh, exposing slender legs in dark stockings.Without saying a word, the beauty quickly proceeded to the exit from the courtyard.

Three pairs of eyes, almost breaking old necks, watched high heels crawling on the asphalt. The wind blowing away their doubts: the skirt on an unknown woman was still there, but more like a wide belt. The first could not stand Pelagia. "What kind of prostitute is this ?!" After a moment, Martha responded, uncertainly whispering, “Yes, it seems, Anka from the 37th ...” And the grandmothers began to discuss the tales of Petrovich, an eternally drunk janitor, as if a virgin had appeared to him the other night. Full nude and offered his love to him ... a prostitute.

Semyon Arkadyevich came home drunk, trying to force himself to believe that the rape committed by him was only a dream. Did not work out. Having called for work, Semyon took time off for a couple of days. Thank God, they have accumulated for a long, immaculate work. And the whole free day spent on sex. To the surprise of just four girls were free. Starting in the morning, Semyon Arkadyevich traveled between his mistresses, furiously fucking them, delivering unprecedented pleasure. But absolutely to no avail for yourself. Every girl he was with that day had golden hair in his eyes. One even called Semen Anna, for which he was awarded a slap in the face and in disgrace expelled from the apartment.

Later in the evening, Semyon Arkadyevich went to the park, hoping to meet some early ripe schoolgirl and brighten up the evening with her. Passing along the main avenue - the sun had not yet set, and the park was half empty - a man, like any self-respecting criminal, decided to visit his crime scene. Leaving on a deserted path, he turned to the log and was stunned. She sat on a fallen poplar.

Anna twisted in her fingers a yellow maple leaf, brightly painted with a sharp nail, drove along the stalk. Her beautiful lips curved seductively in a smile. Eyes covered from the warm sun. And the free hand gently stroked the leg, mainly from the inside, going under the floor of the raincoat. The woman voluptuously indulged in memories. Hearing a rustle, she opened her eyes. Yesterday’s rapist stood a few meters away. The stranger was even prettier than it seemed. Having met eyes with his sky-blue bewildered eyes, Anna smiled. And slightly leaning back, slowly spread her legs. Raising the floor of his raincoat and revealing to the sparkling eyes of the man a smooth-shaven, neat-looking pussy, shiny from the juices. Panties Anya forgot to wear.