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A few days have passed. Nobody remembered what happened to us, everyone tried to behave as usual. In one of the unremarkable evenings, the three of us sat in the gazebo. Friends gave a listen to a fashionable and rare at that time tape - "Brothers of the Viper". The tape recorder on the round batteries once again told that “Karpaty znov programmed football”. This song delivers me to this day. I hear her - and before my eyes ...
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1. - Come, girls, to the seas, to the seas, to the seas, to the seaaaaaaa ... Fly, girls, to the seaaaaa, for the sake of a hot ёbaryaaaaa! Letting in my friend, I suddenly realized that I didn’t remember a single time, so that she would just humanly cross my threshold - forever with some kind of subvert. - And what do I have? - Meanwhile, an intriguing girlfriend sang while waving a colorful envelope in front of my nose: - Turrr ...
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The guard twisted from side to side. It was cold to him - neither the heather, which he prudently sketched on the damp earth at the place of the night, nor the warm cloak with which he was trying to shelter, saved him. The night was unusually dank, and there seemed to be no possibility ...
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This house was located on the outskirts of Houston, a hundred steps from the free federal highway No. 90 by Katie Freeway, which bursts out of the western part of the city with a straight arrow and then, bending smoothly to the south-west, stringing towns like Brookshire, Columbus, Harwood and the others continue to San Antonio itself.
Chita Stockwell house cost dearly. But they had the necessary funds and therefore the purchase and sale agreement was immediately executed, without any installment loans and ...
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Chita Stockwell house cost dearly. But they had the necessary funds and therefore the purchase and sale agreement was immediately executed, without any installment loans and ...
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She followed my hand and made a sound that was difficult to classify, something between a moan and a cry ...
Only now my sister noticed that during her gesticulations, the micro-bra had finally got off her eyes and opened up a gorgeous view of seductive melons to me. Olesya tried to hide behind, her palms flattened her chest. Then my sister's gaze stumbled upon my rearing my fly, and she flushed with paint. - And you, it seems, really like all this - she muttered ...
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Only now my sister noticed that during her gesticulations, the micro-bra had finally got off her eyes and opened up a gorgeous view of seductive melons to me. Olesya tried to hide behind, her palms flattened her chest. Then my sister's gaze stumbled upon my rearing my fly, and she flushed with paint. - And you, it seems, really like all this - she muttered ...
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- Kirill, come to Vera! - I heard on the intercom melodic voice of the secretary of his immediate superior. - Kirya? Do not be late! - Yes, I'm coming!
Cyril was only 23 years old, he had just graduated from the university with a very good diploma and was invited to this company for the position of junior assistant to the head of the development department. The young man was good ...
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Cyril was only 23 years old, he had just graduated from the university with a very good diploma and was invited to this company for the position of junior assistant to the head of the development department. The young man was good ...
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Anya left the village for a long time from her parents and settled in the city. Then she graduated from college, and worked in a large company. The department was small, the people were positive, she liked the work ... Here are just a personal relationship did not improve. No, she did not live without men.Romance periodically flared up with married men and then gradually faded away. She gladly went with friends to clubs, met young people, but more often she just went home alone, leaving friends to have fun ...
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It was a quiet and calm Saturday morning. I came to the center specifically to go to one small shop where they sold uniforms, shoes, ammunition and other trifles for people like me. Having run up the steps leading to the basement room, I opened the creaking door and entered the seemingly dark little room after bright sunlight. Getting used to darkness, I looked around, surrounded by rows of shelves and hangers. The room seemed cramped due to the abundance of various goods. I went ...
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“Once at the Epiphany evening, the girls were guessing.” Well, let's say not in Epiphany, before Epiphany, as before China on all fours, summer is in the yard. July sixth, to be exact, is ahead of Kupala night. Standing on the outskirts of the forest house, rocking on the unevenness of a country road, Niva Chevrolet carefully rolled. Who's there brought hard? The car stopped in front of a solid wooden frame: the motor stalled, after a small hitch the doors opened to the light of God, groaning and kneading the leaking ...
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I sat on a park bench in a small town, exposing my face to the warm sunshine, and enjoyed the beautiful Sunday sunny day. I took a bottle of water from my backpack and took two big sips, and stopped, savoring how cool liquid spreads through my body.
Putting the water in my backpack, I opened the secret pocket and pulled out a porcelain casket. Its walls were quite thick, and it weighed decently, but at the same time, the ode gave me lightness and tranquility.
Slowly opening it, I looked at ...
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Putting the water in my backpack, I opened the secret pocket and pulled out a porcelain casket. Its walls were quite thick, and it weighed decently, but at the same time, the ode gave me lightness and tranquility.
Slowly opening it, I looked at ...
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