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This incident happened to me about five years ago and was remembered to me probably because there were no such situations with me since then, although someone more experienced in such matters would say that there is nothing special in this story.
So, I was then already 30 years old and I worked in ...
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England, 19th century.
Wide deserted street, gray sky. I go to work. I pass by the houses that are locked and see that the doors of the largest mansion are wide open. I went inside, twilight reigns there and I understand that in addition to the butler and the child (the girl I have to nurse), the house ...
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Wide deserted street, gray sky. I go to work. I pass by the houses that are locked and see that the doors of the largest mansion are wide open. I went inside, twilight reigns there and I understand that in addition to the butler and the child (the girl I have to nurse), the house ...
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“It’s impossible to live without women, no women without women”
Zuev came home, two hours late for dinner. Lyudmila has already laid the children and nodded at the TV.
- What is so late, dear, - she went to her husband, hugged and kissed her tightly.
- I'm tired of waiting for you ...
- Well, what can you do? We were assembled by the chief and instructed on the future inspection of the fleet by the Commission of the Commander-in-Chief. Well, how can you run away when the boss almost keeps his sleeve.
- Okay. I'm not angry, my hands and let me go to the table ...
They sat in front of ...
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Zuev came home, two hours late for dinner. Lyudmila has already laid the children and nodded at the TV.
- What is so late, dear, - she went to her husband, hugged and kissed her tightly.
- I'm tired of waiting for you ...
- Well, what can you do? We were assembled by the chief and instructed on the future inspection of the fleet by the Commission of the Commander-in-Chief. Well, how can you run away when the boss almost keeps his sleeve.
- Okay. I'm not angry, my hands and let me go to the table ...
They sat in front of ...
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In the morning I was woken by a knock at the door. This is the mother came to ask, did the twins come back? But they did not return. Mom went to the phone, even picked up the phone, but with a heart, she slammed the phone on the phone and did not call anywhere.
And in the evening my brother returned. With a two-day bristle, with ...
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And in the evening my brother returned. With a two-day bristle, with ...
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The prelude to love - the madness of the waves, What in the myriad of foamy-white splashes, O rocks fall below - A beautiful, wild, terrible moment of a storm!
The storm is reflected in your eyes with fire, The pupils are dilated, draw deep into your soul - There, where your lust Doesn’t offer to rest!
The angels are not singing in the choirs, Where your soul lives now, Oh, baby, yes - there is a boiling campfire there Desires of an insane pitch!
Yes, my lady, yes - I am a conductor, Your Mephistopheles, the delights of the demon, I have impulsively held my lips ... You called ...
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The storm is reflected in your eyes with fire, The pupils are dilated, draw deep into your soul - There, where your lust Doesn’t offer to rest!
The angels are not singing in the choirs, Where your soul lives now, Oh, baby, yes - there is a boiling campfire there Desires of an insane pitch!
Yes, my lady, yes - I am a conductor, Your Mephistopheles, the delights of the demon, I have impulsively held my lips ... You called ...
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Since then, I often caught him by the mirror in our still room, because for some reason my mother calmly accepted the news about her stepson’s sexual orientation, saw how he spent hours on hours marafet, plucking his eyebrows, painting eyelashes, polishing his nails. And once I saw him ...
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It was early morning, and it seemed that the sun was angry at the whole planet. It had already begun to burn in the morning so that the thermometer in the shade at 9 am was 25 ° C. Maxim stood by the window and smoked. During the entire sleepless night, they had already smoked three packs, but this did not make it easier, on the contrary, different thoughts and climbed into his head and remained there, not wanting to leave. She died, he thought. He still remembered Ana, whom he would never see again.By the way, she kept her word and no longer disturbed Max in ...
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Recently, one forum came across the topic "Relations with the former." Someone desire turned into friendship, and remained smooth, friendly relations. Someone decisively delimited with the past, such as "Maxim died, and fuck him." Someone told how his ex-girlfriend, being drunk, calls him and throws out a hail of reproaches and stinging mockery. Someone dawned on the bright idea of putting in “revenge scenes” in retaliation on u-tube. Hmmm, [s] whoever doesn’t fuck, [/ s] which only happens in life ...
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