1. The Adventures of Noni Part 1
  2. The Adventures of Noni Part 2: Winged swing
  3. The Adventures of Noni Part 3: The trip is still ...
  4. The Adventures of Noni Part 4: The director herself

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Nonka distributed her money, earned by the self-sacrifice of the body, as a real economist. No, she did not buy brunettes, did not scatter on black velvet, and did not gallop naked across the glittering black sky with a scattering of stars. This is a miracle device for demons. She ranked herself as middle-class, and therefore was modest in fantasy. Part of it was given to the bank, send an invoice to the account for the account, the other one was spent on a whim.

This time I decided to go to the country with the beautiful name Iceland. But for some reason, the name of the capital Reykjavik was a rumor that the mountain peaks had a blue sky.

Clicking coins from a coin, she departed on a journey.

Having arrived in the country late in the evening, tired and frustrated, she and the group rushed to the bus, shaking a bag with belongings from some tricked designer (and then there are very experienced shopaholics sitting, suddenly they will taste and get accustomed). Gawking, she tried to peer into the darkness, trying to see at least something.

Only a ray of green light hit the sky to a height of 4 km from a neighboring island, marking the day of Lennon. Yoko, bitch, did not stint on the obelisk, knowing that there was cheap light and water.

A train from Romashkino arrived at the terminal station.

The hotel also did not impress her, the modest trolls live here, she noted to herself. Apparently the hotel from the Olympics of the 70s, where the athlete should be inspired by records, looking at the white ceiling of number three by four, with a view of hope.

“I will survive, about how many difficult vidos are for us to test the spirit,” Nonka sang, pulling off her jeans and a sweater.

Taking a towel, went to the bathroom. Modestly Spartan, nefik here in the jacuzzi to cling. I turned on the hot water.

- Fuck, but do not need to warn? !!! - screamed at the top of her lungs.

From a hot tap gushing water at 90 degrees, stinking gray-hydrogen.

- I did not order chemical pilling. I would like a couple of massage therapists ...

Twisting the knobs, yet settled the water and with bliss rose under the flow of water.

She came out flushed, wrapped in a long towel, and with bliss fell into bed, instantly falling asleep.

The morning was sunny, which surprised not only the locals, but the whole group. Having drunk a ton of coffee, having snacks on boutiques, we went on a city tour in order to soak up the island’s spirit and absorb historical information.

In the distance over the mountains white-winged clouds swirled around, dissolving in fog, settled on the tops and crawled down to the foothills with thin silk. The sea beat on black volcanic boulders and retreated back, hissing and angry with foam. Neverka had never seen such black volcanic sand and boulders in her life. All this made a huge impression on her.

Choosing a victim, in the person of brutal thirty-two years, asked to photograph her in the most beautiful and significant places. She became in all sorts of clever poses, smiled invitingly with red lips, set aside legs and pens. In general, I did my best to like nature and myself.

She also had a magic wand-selfie, but this is for instagram.

In the morning she liked the city, it was small, compact and cozy. Different styles and types of home. But the greatest impression was made on her graffiti on the walls of houses. It was so beautiful, fascinating and professional that she could not refuse pleasure by filming it several times on a camera.

- Then lay out a separate topic ...

Street for parades. On it marching homosexual and lesbian, only manage to sweep the candy wrapper.

Further, their path lay in the "Blue Lagoon", a sort of gray-hydrogen lake, fenced off by a club with a turnstile, charging an exorbitant fee for adhering to eternal youth.

Nonka with a velvet body, in a black open bathing suit, with a selfie stick in her hands, swam onto the platform and everyone shuddered. She marched into the blue murk of the lagoon and began to take a picture of herself from all sides. Here to her aid, tearing the water with greasy thighs, shaking in convulsions of lust, Lesha hurries, one of the claimants to her attention.

Nonka disliked him immediately. For babskie bespontovye talk, for stuffing prices and a red nose. He taught driving to the unfortunate victims of the automobile industry, ripped off a fortune for a lesson and felt like a sort of Casanova. He went to workouts and a bike, put on his glasses when he was drunk, and he was drunk, starting with duty free. Nonke wanted to see the positive aspects in him. For example, when he put a thin rim of cheap glasses on his nose, he became like Shevchuk in narcological ecstasy.

- About autumn, dog, all alone will not sing, hairy pony ...

But she, as an intelligent person, convulsively nodded at his advances, and was in a hurry to move away.

- Nonochka, let me take a picture of you against the background of blue water, cirrus clouds and volcanic rock.

- Here, bitch, spoiled all the self. The advertising face of loneliness. To prodiagonit him, or what? - thought Nonka, and said:

- Ok, Leshka, a couple of pictures and you can go to heal the heart. Won bar afloat.

Leshka puffed like a boar, from the nose redness swept across his face and got lost in the liquid strands of hair. Having made a couple of pictures, he went off to the sideboard with a breaststroke to raise the tone and status.

Nonka went to the Turkish bath and found herself nose to nose on the same bench with brutal.

He was great. Vyazh tatuh was held on his right arm, bending around his biceps, triceps, iambic and chorea, decorated his back with fingernails and amphibrachias. Inflated legs, beautiful belly cubes. Only the profile spoiled it, turning the imaginary Nonka Roman profile into a nose-map.

- Well, that is, that is.

A warm friendly conversation ensued, in which Nonka learned that his name was Alexander. He answered the remaining questions with vowels. Nonka thought that she had not yet had a parapiter, but she was not averse to filming the beginning of evolution on video.

Merry, happy and contented returned in the evening to the hotel, on the way drove into the liquor store for new portions of ambrosia.

Accompanying the group, a young guy named Zhenya, announced into the microphone announcement:

- Let's get together today in the hall, get acquainted. Anastasia and I will do a canape. Take alcohol. We are waiting for you at 8 o'clock.

The group buzzed like a beehive, ready to break into a new place, led by alcoholic Alexei.

Nonka dressed modestly, tea is not a meeting on the Elbe, orders can not be worn. Jeans blue, torn in particularly interesting places - beautiful knees and bronze thighs. T-shirt with short sleeves and views of Milan, sneakers with high soles. Hair picked up, pulled horsetail and voila - luxurious is always beautiful.

Nonka came and sat in a corner on the sofa, throwing her photos and impressions on Instagram. Men fussed, arranged tables, chairs and brought drinks. The women ran to the kitchen and set the table back, carrying plates with canapés.

All sat down. Around Nonka, as always, there was an island of some men. It is good that Leshka was sitting through one person and was no longer harassing her, but only bored with dots of pupils, constantly adjusting the frame on his nose. Brutal was at the other end, which is not how much embarrassed Nonka. She knew that now everyone would drink, relax, and the soul would go to heaven.

- Nonochka, what will you drink? - asked Artem. He was on vacation with his wife, which did not prevent him to give her secretly tokens of attention.

- Perhaps, whiskey and coke, since there is no ice.

- Hmm, an interesting solution for a woman. Usually they drink martini, or cocktail "SEX ON THE BEACH", or on the extreme "SCREWDRIVER".

- Say more "Manhattan".

He poured her a glass of whiskey and diluted with cola. Yourself without a cola, well, a martini wife.

The team leader got up, smoothed out the remnants of the hair on the top of the head and said:

- I am glad to welcome all gathered here.Let's drink for an acquaintance, for the great weather that Reykivik met us and let nothing and no one cast a shadow on our stay

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