1. Premarital ritual. Part 1
  2. Premarital ritual. Part 2

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Ikanti yanked Asanat wake by morning by the door of the house of the parents of Runecher. The girl didn’t want to admit even to herself, that she chose this way, giving herself and being alone, apologetically looking at the slave, bought her husband. And the guard-daemon of the suppressor “called back” Asenat on the side - she saw a tall Nubian woman, who was sitting in front of the clock. Slave has been trained for the first time, except for the rest of the world; Considering her face, without having come near her and not unloading herself, Asen is not a friend, so the girl would go back to the room, but to the side of the church, to the top of the church, to the top, to the side

At that time, Asenat turned out to be the first from morning school. The priest met her in the castle at the wall of the temple, sitting at the bedside with a man who had fallen asleep. Judging by the kind of girl, the Asenat met her on the way to the garage, she was counted as an example student.

- Come on. Let us see what you have learned, ”said the priest, who touches his finger with a slightly wider foot. Asenat descended on the knees between them and proceeded. But to awaken a man's steadiness to life did not happen. That is because, as a result of Asenat, the good has become old, that is, because of this, which has diverged itself upon the thought of something, which is exactly the same, in the mouth of the other teacher, I have, I have, I have, I have, I will, I will, I will be a good, I will have, and by the same reason, before that, At the head of Asenat, from this thought, it was beginning to be worse, which didn’t seem to be offended at the lesson. The priest of the dream conquered her for the wounds, embracing her to go deeper into her own root. From fright and pain in the ravine

- Beware! Quickly opened the mouth.

The girl will have already known - what more will be reconciled, that the more and more deeply the priest will imprint on her. Therefore, the mouth was opened, taking into his head the harmony and in one accord, in accordance with the flow, securing the trunk with his hand, he began to move. The priest went down - in any case he didn’t scold her for cleverness, but in the meantime he followed the lesson, released the mouth of the mouth and took it into his bastards. BOTTOM OF THE SINGLE BELOW, WRITTEN, THE RESPECTIVE WRONGES WRONG, AND THROUGH THE VISITOR RESULTS, AS HAS UNPROVED, THE RESCUE, THE RESCUE, THE RESPECTIVE PERSON Exercise him to this time all the same, he began to increase in size.

Occupation of Asenat is unconditional. The wheels of the gates, and the clown near one of them made a lesson almost a torture. She began to struggle with all her strength, wishing to get up and relax. The tongue and lips of the gut, and in the midst of a period of displacement, were painful. She was not forgotten about her skills, trying to entertain her in the past year, or trying to stay in her room for a second time.

The male root in the mouth suddenly shuffled, then the fingers of the priest snapped into the cork, and Asenat of the sentiment, like a hot spray in the mouth.

It was swept by her in the upper throat, yes so it is not so bad that Asenot, pulling out, rocking up, sweeping up her forehead. The drops flew in all the sides, and when they had rested, the girl with the horror saw that she was spoiled on the chest of the priest.

“Get out,” the priest told his full-brightness head.

Asenat swiftly moved to the exit.

- Dropped away everything that the fucker! - stopped her enraged cry. - Awesome Distraction Set!

But shame and oppression caused the ashenot to flee from sleep, and then from the temple, so that he didn’t take it away.

The girl escaped, wiping off the face of the accumulation of seeds, saliva and tears. What did she do? Lead a new day. Priest ee will kill. He will strangle his old man, pushing deep into the throat, and watch with revengeful satisfaction as he dies, exhausted. Or it will open up with it and take care of it without any help. O Brachna with nihera will have to forget ...

“Hey, where are you doing this?” - the bearded, thin Nubian man, on whom the old girl was rattling, pushed back, hurriedly making his way in the market.

Asenat shrank to the side and silence continued. Having reached the house, she washed, too, she was silent and went to the toilet and went to the bed. The grandmother looked at the past and said:

- Stand in, help me with the zinks.

But when Asenat did not move, the opposing party did not grab the reed board, which regularly protected her granddaughter of obstinacy and laziness. Vmesto etogo babushka ushla vo dvor plesti tsinovki with pomoschyu staroy rabyni, a Asenat ostalas lezhat, bezdumno sledya za bukashkoy, polzuschey vdol probivavshegosya in schelku lucha Ra. It seems that she had time to be depressed from exhaustion and an excess of feelings and shook herself only when she heard the babies crying from the courtyard. It is time to go to help, inaccurately, not to avoid meeting with the reed board.But here Asenat has dispersed, which, along with the usual curses, is twofold:

- O dear Ishida! Essential blessing of yours!

In his mouth, the gobble often remembered Seth and his disputes, and the command of Isis and her blessing was brilliant. As well as inferior joy in the throat and sounds, similar to sobbing, sledom. The girl jumped up with a bed.

In the yard, the grandmother, lamenting, embraced what a man.

“Your father is back,” the grandfather summoned, after leaving his lips empty with his jaws. - I said that he would be in time.

Asenat flared from iniquity, amazement, shine, anger ... The purpose of the storm of feelings swept inside.

Babushka, nakonets, otpustila svoego syna, pozvoliv straighten hudomu, borodatomu, silno zagorelomu muzhchine, tomu samomu, kotorogo nA rynke Asenat prinyala za nubiytsa.

He looked at Asenat, but the girl, in all her ways, tried to show what she had to go to her neck and gather.

- Get out of here, Röth, - the grandfather gave a call, and then, turning around, he arrived. The elder man of the house pulled the younger one to the zin, seated himself beside him, and then with the help of his face, he cast his face and his son.

- How much did you go back?

- One.

- Gods were merciful to you.

“I asked Isis about your return of the day and night,” said the consort.

For the rest of the day, on the death of the dead, he fled to his son, and everywhere followed him on the fifth and incessantly expressed. O as the crocs degraded the mother and the brother Asenat, oh what cemetery and the tombs and where they made their way, oh, so far it is the same. OUR SOFTWARE; O of the grandfather, oh Banafrith, her husband and their children ... Asenet has already said that the naughty little girl will not forget. A otets slushal (or delal view chto slushaet) and prodolzhal zanimatsya svoimi delami: sovershil omovenie, pereodelsya, vmesto strannogo chuzhezemnogo rvanya nadev ostavlennye a dome mnogo razlivov Nila nazad perednik and skhenti, poel. He did not shave off boroda, and now the thief, in the traditional Egyptian minion with this bearded looked strange. Rained up not spliced ​​into the corks, let it be on the face of the computer, but not connected to the tidying of the wards, looking boring, looking like a raid, looking at the harness Part of the thirst was in her.

The old slave and the goblin were chattering around the backward, being brought in by the water, the wait, then the funeral. Baskah, ohhhhhhhhm

Accustomed to read and not to save the elders, Asenat was mute, but more and more boiled inside himself. Angry at the grandmother for her restraint and persistence. Angry at the grandfather, for what he was not trying to put his grandmother on and stop. NA strannogo etogo cheloveka, kotorye ne pomnil Asenat and upor ne videl (ona ego, vprochem, tozhe) and kotorye, nesmotrya nA hudobu, vel sebya spokoyno and ravnodushno, budto nazhravshiysya do otvala podruchny Seta - gippopotam. But Ashenat was angry with himself for what he was angry with.

Then, apparently, after hearing about the call of the minor, Uncle Kakheteb was the first business ...

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