PLAY.
Lyrical comedy.
Characters
Mr. Jacques Zhopen - head of the family.
Madame Simone Zhopin - his wife.
Madeleine is their daughter.
Paul is a friend of Madeleine, the son of a neighbor baker.
Lucy is Simone Zhopin's girlfriend.
The owner of the club and his servant.
The spirit of saint albert.
Demons are friends of Fields.
Mr. Bouchard is Paul's father.

SCENE 1.
The hall includes Mr. Zhopen, holds under your arm girlfriend Lucy and she excitedly tells her something.
Mm J o p n
My husband is a big original:
He popped me in the ass at night
Your finger, drove back and forth,
Musolil, and then twisted.
And I did not know how to be:
Shut up, endure or howl?
So embarrassing, there is still no power
He kneaded me the whole ass.
Lucy, tell me not melting,
Surely so I fell behind
From the light of trendy twists,
Look at everything with my mouth open?

Lu s and
Simone, what are you, really?
All these fashionable forts
Already known for many years
An open secret.
Who is not a fool, he knows it:
Ladies have long been substituted
Your ass for righteous men
Who loves the hole more.
And not always for the righteous,
And often looking for tricky
(Instead of their husbands)
To be a body fresher,
There are similar stallions
For everything ready, so for them to fit.
And your kind husband, Madeleine Papan
Only so, an innocent schemer.

Mm J o p n
Is it really true? Oh my God,
What will happen to my husband and me,
When such passions are around,
How to avoid all of us trouble ?!

Lu s and
You're a messy lady, right thing.
Simone, if the whim flew
A man in the head, fate can not be avoided-
Get ready to expose the ass!

Mm J o p n
I knew this turn
We will not bring to the good.
My husband said: "I’m mindful,"
And in my head went pogrom.
And the perversion in him went,
Once, having sold the case,
Your mind has closed your mind
And he suddenly joined the spiritualists:
To some sect of charlatans,
What lured him into deception.
He's guessing with them all day,
Home does not come itself:
The eyes are bad, emaciated,
Somehow smoke stinked.
And at night, what is it?
I have no sleep, and no peace.
So then, attacks will turn,
Tortured, crumples, then sticks
And tormented until midnight.
And how does he have enough urine ?!
Go to the room mm Zhopen: Simone, groaning and lamenting; Lucy, grinning.

SCENE 2
Madeleine at the window waiting for her beloved friend Paul.
There is a knock of stone in the glass.

P about l.
Madeleine, open the window soon.
I missed the whole long
You are not seeing. Iznivayu
A week already. You're all so ...
The window opens and Paul climbs into the room.

M d D N
What am I like that?

P about l
Yes, like a flower in May!

So beckon boobs grab
And in them, as in bliss, dissolve.
And the ass, like two buns,
Calling for a hug, and - for a walk.

M d D N
But-but, I will ask without hands,
This trick has long been known:
Words deftly seduce
To hand in the skirt run.
Heard, still fresh legends.
And where are the feelings, sighs and confessions?
It's a shame, fit and cry,
Is it all just to get some fast?

P about l
Aren't we with you that week
So kissed, even stunned?
You said that you flew in the sky,
Now did she fall on me?
Are you waiting for confessions? Well, I'm ready to admit
That I fell in love and want to stay
With you at least for the night, at least for a century
And to do everything that man can do.
What you need: on the hands to wear,
Dry before you, neither eat nor drink,
Get a star or something else?
But do not hope, I will not run out the window.

M d D N
Well, what are you, Paul, why run out the window?
Once you are, well, decided
I will say: and I fell in love and want you to stay,
Only, if only my father had not gotten about this.
Happy Paul falls to his knees and cuddles at the feet of his beloved.
P about l
Oh, how I dreamed of cuddling up to my feet
Yours to stroke their hands
Inhale their smell, touch here and there,
Sleep, hugging them, and wake up with roosters.

M d D N
Don't, Paul, I'm so scared
When you touch it gently and pleasantly.
I tremble like a bird in a cage, I fight
And, by the way, repeat and start everything back.

P about l
Oh women, yes, who will understand them
What is the basis of their soul:
That will say: “no”, - and will repel,
That asks everything to start on a new one.
She hugs Madeleine's legs again and presses her closer to her. Then, she jumps up and kisses her lips.
Ah, those lips, pure honey,
What is the wealth in them.
Who kissed them, he will understand
Sometimes there is no power to come off.
While continuing to kiss, she wraps her arms around her chest and gently strokes.
What cute balls with papillae
What bulge through the jacket points.
Although you are created for another reason,
But in the mouth aspire to a sweet man.
He unbuckles his jacket, frees the breasts and drops his lips to the nipple, then to to another.

M d D N
Oh, God, shame and grace!
Words are hard to convey:
Anxiety, joy and yearning
Carry his touch.
I, as if, was born again.
Where did they get such power:
Take possession of us at once,
Just give your hands a little freedom?
Meanwhile, Paul picks up the girl in his arms and lays on the bed, while continuing to kiss, strives to get his hand under her hem. Madeleine squeezes her legs and pushes her hand away. Fields.
Well, Paul, you just-ki impudent,
What have you lost under the skirt?

P about l
Not lost, I want to find
That with which I will fly to heaven
What does not give men peace
Affectionately tender is ...
I'll take off my skirt now,
To see your dove.

M d D N
Oh, Paul, do not, do not look.
Though the light is not bright from the dawn,
And they did not light the fire,
But still I hesitate.

P about l
Do not be afraid, will I hurt?
Let me take a look. Oh what I see:
Glade, and on it a fluff,
And below the bright scallop,
Below it is a deep cut, lips,
That so beckoning a little.
I want to breathe in their scent,
To caress, until they shine,
Until they want mercy.
They may be caress happy?

M d D N
My god, I revealed to him,
I'm burning with impatience
And burn with shame by fire.
What am I waiting for? I do not know.
After all, curiosity is not a vice?
I want to take a look at the bump,
That so bristling with Paul,
Let him set him free.
Paul, honey, come on, show me
What is there in your pants is
No, not lying, standing like a warrior,
And, therefore, tenderness worthy.
Paul takes off his pants and lies down again.
There, that hide all men,
What a big and important chinny
It is worth, looking around.
He does not bother you?

P about l
Well, it's not always worth it,
Making it difficult to think and walk
And do sober deeds.
(We make concessions to him).
And how will he play the rise
All thoughts, only about him,
So he rushes to his work-
Hurry up to stick to the female flesh.

M d D N
And what's the bottom of the bags
Hold round lumps?
Why do you need a bag?

P about l
Men keep seeds in it.

M d D N
And can I hold them,
Then to caress the soldier?
After all, he was tired of standing, probably?

P about l
His destiny is to be a true maiden
Stand with her and be her joy
But he is not only for the parade.

SCENE 3
In the room, Mr. and Mr. Zhopen are talking.
Mr Zh o p n
I want new changes
In the fate of both ours and Madeleine.
We live gray and shabby,
We value neither fate nor god
What has created everything
And lit up our way ....

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