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with Lena and Nastya, who were returning from school. They looked at me with curiosity, but no more. Then I walked around the city for a long time and thought. I was angry with myself. Indeed, in this situation, I was powerless to change anything. What did I want? So that she would believe and immediately rushed to the neck of a stranger she had known so far? Yes, what I said - struck her. She could not find a rational explanation for this and was frightened. Natural reaction. Then, perhaps, she calms down and makes sense of what she heard. And what will she decide? At best, there is indeed a certain mystical connection unknown to science. Otherwise, how would I know all these details? Well, there is a connection, so what? After all, she loved me in my dream, and this is infinitely far from real life!
To hell with all of it!!! The decision is made, and we must act.
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I returned to Nikolaevsk and went straight to the head of our branch office. I managed to get an appointment only from the third time, and I did not intend to miss this incident. I asked to unleash the weather station on the Rocky and send me there. The chief began to talk about financing problems, but I was ready for that. I said that I myself would pay for the freight of the vessel, the equipment and supplies needed for the restoration of work for the first time. According to my calculations, 3 million was just enough. The boss was initially surprised, and then he became interested: why is this such zeal? He also had to impale about the "unfinished in this world affairs." And also that it is my duty towards the crew of the helicopter that died because of me. The boss did not give a direct answer and promised to think.
It was an obvious excuse, but I did not give up. It was necessary to put a lot of effort to the bureaucratic machine still spun. But everything was happening so slowly that I almost lost all hope of moving to Rocky this year. I was kicked from one corner to another, assuming, obviously, a madman. As a result, lucky chance helped. In the branch came the authorities from the center. Reported that two drilling platforms are planned to be built in the Sea of Okhotsk, and demanded an urgent expansion of the network of weather stations. It was then that they remembered me. Then everything went like clockwork. And nobody asked for money from me. After 3 weeks, the Petropavlovsk transport landed me on the island, delivering everything necessary for the re-entry and the first wintering. By the way, being on the ship, I found that I know the whole crew perfectly by sight, and I remember many by their names. But I was no longer surprised.
I was appointed a mechanic and was told that the boss would be sent later by helicopter. 2 weeks I settled the island all alone. Arranged housing, revived the equipment and even managed to plant a garden. The summer should have ended at best in a month and a half, so I chose only what I would have managed to grow and produce some crops: greens, radishes, and so on.
On the morning of August 16, I was awakened by the chatter of a helicopter. I jumped up and began to frantically dress. Then, for some reason, he began to put order in an already licked house. I was just afraid to go out. I was afraid that the helicopter delivered a completely different person, and not the one I was waiting for.
Half an hour passed. Then there was the hum and whistle of the car taking off. The noise quickly disappeared and soon disappeared altogether. In the ensuing silence, the door creaked behind his back, and someone went inside. I froze. My heart was pounding wildly, blood pounded in my temples.
- What, so you will stand? Boxes from the site need to bring.
My mouth stretched into a smile from ear to ear, I turned round sharply, and I probably had the stupidest look.
- Sveta?!?!
“She’s the one, hubby!” The woman replied with a grin.
I rushed to her meeting, wanting to wrap my arms around me, squeeze, strangle in the arms, but she stopped me in an unquestioned tone:
- No nonsense, Nikolai! I am the station master, and you are my subordinate! Clear?!
“I see,” I grunted, and, trying not to look at her, went to carry the crates.
And already on the street still gave vent to the senses.Started yelling and jumping for joy, like mad. She believed it! She arrived!! Sveta, Svetochka, Svetlanka !!!
She settled in the bedroom where her daughter lived before. Until the evening we worked, almost without talking. So, short phrases are strictly in the case. But in the evening, at dinner, she suddenly asked:
- You told ... That picture that we gave you for the New Year ... What was on it?
- Photomontage. Like eastern harem. I'm lying on the royal bed, and the three of you around me. You - in the center, with a fan.
She didn’t answer, but just left the table and went to her room. And soon she returned and handed me a photo. I recognized the living room of her Vladivostok apartment. Light stood in the center against the wall with a large artificial palm leaf in her hands, and her daughter was at the sides. All three were in suits of oriental beauties: bright trousers and embroidered short vests.
- The girls invented to celebrate the New Year in the Arabic style. Everything is as you saw?
- Almost ... I'm not here.
- There was no one else. Only three of us. This self-timer shot.
I put the card on the table, and then we looked each other for a long time in the eyes ...
* * *
... At night she came to me herself. Silently slipped under the blanket and pressed against her supple naked body. And then she whispered in her ear, doused with hot, moist breath:
- Do not say anything, Kohl. You just lay on your back, and I myself ...
She took off my panties, and wrapped her wet lips around my cock. She pulled away when he finally turned away, and then climbed on me, and saddled my trunk with the incredible passion of a woman who knows how long the sex hasn't been. She came almost at once, but did not stop her wild jumps, continuing to sit on me time after time. She did this almost silently, only shortly moaning with every movement. And even the second orgasm that covered her didn't make her open her mouth. She only protractedly whimpered, squeezed my sides with her hips and clutched at my chest with short cropped nails. Yes, even her vaginal muscles began to shrink convulsively, as if giving out my penis.
When it was over, she lay down next to me, stretching her leg over me.
- So it was in your dream?
- Almost ... Only worse ...
- Do you think we can be happy here, Kohl?
- We will be happy, love ... I know!
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As always, Excellent!
Thank you for such a long story, with an unexpected ending.
It was nice to read a new, not beaten story, definitely 10
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The following story will be even longer. And I am interested in your opinion: is it better to lay it out completely or in parts?
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Better entirely, I think.
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Longer? Is it 20 sheets? 25? This one read almost 1, 5 hours. It's not the same for everybody.
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Entirely. The story is read in one breath. It took 20 minutes, then read it again. Slender plot, details and unique moments of life in a state of isolation, sex scenes - by itself. A couple of oddities, but I think the picture does not spoil it in any way. In general, I am waiting for the next story. If it is longer, it will be more interesting to read, but I still think I will read it the same way - in one breath.
Successes.
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You are entirely the best air collector on this site without vulgarity but with a twist I admire your mastery of the bravo pen
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Great story, go for it.
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wholly
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The original plot, beautiful idea, and masterful embodiment. Bravo. Only now the girls and sex with him were superfluous, in my opinion, they only vulgarized such a beautiful story.This is of course exclusively my preferences and worldview, but I believe that true love does not tolerate a lot. Although, since it was only a comatose dream, it is quite possible that in reality the heroes will have a true love story (in my taste).
As for your question. I personally would have preferred to read the whole story. But many, I think, will scare the number of pages. And if you lay out the text in parts, it is possible to interest the reader in the first part, which means to encourage everyone to read it.
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Exactly! And it's nice that they understood the very essence of my idea. I wanted the story to be realistic (if we exclude the mystical component). And the fact that the hero survived in a coma is unlikely in real life. That is why Kohl and Sveta stayed together in the final, and I did not even leave a hint at the possible accession of my daughters.
As for breaking into parts, this, alas, is not always possible. Take, for example, "Rocky." Originally wanted to break into 3 parts:
1 ends when Sveta znakmit hero with her husband,
2 - after meeting poachers.
But then he changed his mind. It would get bullshit. In the first part there are almost no sex scenes. Incest lovers could fall to the second, but then the 3rd part would disappoint them. And on the contrary, the 2nd part would scare the lovers of romance, and they would not read the third.
What I am writing now gives rise to similar problems. But, damn, the volume of pages on 25 climbs. I'm afraid the people will not have enough patience to finish reading.
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I think if the story is interesting, then there will be patient to read to the end. Although with the increase in the number of pages inevitably decrease readers. Of course, for the author, feedback with the reader is important, but it is also important that the emotions, feelings that you are trying to create the life and feelings of other people, transfer your fantasies to paper. Therefore it is written, write. You have one reader. )) I promise to read all 25 pages, unless, of course, there is incest, there is too much of this topic on the site lately.
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Alas, but there is enough incest. But there will be many well thought out dialogues. But it is not earlier than November lay out. And before that there will be a very emotional story about a teacher (without incest :))
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A well-written good reader will swallow at a time, no matter how long it is. But bad writing and bad readers are not interesting to us, right? :)
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Honestly, it was a very welcome comment from you) I have long been a fan of your creativity. The category of romance is very often found in your stories (“Goldfish” was especially pleased, I reread it more than once), so I expected something like this comment.
P. S. Write more often, I read your stories with particular interest.
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Ay, the author, pleased, so pleased. Especially plot twist with a coma and all subsequent after it. But he died too: such a volume for me at once was overkill. Yes, the major chord in the end smoothes a lot, but not everything. The story turned out ambiguous. A very interesting narrative beginning, further, a somewhat prolonged love odyssey creates an ambivalent feeling, and finally, a brilliant finale. The middle part caused the most questions. In pursuit of sexual saturation, you, as it were, purposefully created vague feminine images, which only spoiled the general perception. All these coffees with milk, anal perversions, girls' boarding adventures and others did not add brightness to the love picture, but debased it. Please do not dwell on these comments, but just take note. The overall impression is good, I consider the story a good one.
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I will join the comments of Eugene and Marina, but my bravo to you !!! Rarely when so shoots up butterflies in the stomach.And well, that is not divided into parts. IMHO would lose the effect of a bombshell in the final.
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I expressed my opinion on the forum, I will repeat it here. It is a pity that the points system is limited to 10, for this story I would put down 15.
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Oh, I recognize the works Kozyavin. Naturally 10. Novel straight. You are the case in "The Obvious and the Unbelievable" for half a night after Kapitsa did not boil over?)))) Super.
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Somehow I can not believe that the author sits only on the CT ... it writes very nicely and beautifully. And the plot is thought out, and the terminology is chosen. I would like to see his other works somewhere. And for the story 10.
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For some reason, the name seemed painfully familiar, but I started reading and realized that I was mistaken.
The story is great. By content, by style and other indicators)
My ten to you and thank you!
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Thank you all for your kind words and comments.
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))) Oh, the author's signature would be! Brow !!!
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yes, the author has pleased once again. the story is really worthwhile and breaking apart. whoever is too lazy to read a lot can continue at another time from the middle, but all these endless operas in the style of part 6, part 15, part 25 are fed up already. 10/10
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Gorgeous, great, bravo !!!
There are no words!!!
Thank!
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