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As the saying goes: "There is no place worse than waiting or catching up." It was already about one o'clock in the morning, but I didn’t sleep, I waited for my wife, who after work week, together with her work colleagues celebrated a professional holiday, but I didn’t noticeably fall asleep. I was awakened by a loud knock at the entrance door; my “spirited” wife finally appeared. She was absolutely drunk, I tried to talk to her, but she just waved away, not to mention anything intelligible, collapsed on the bed and fell asleep. With me, the dream took off like a hand. Behind...
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How many times did I renounce, if I finished my work before, go home, I still have to go to work tomorrow, but no, I need to go somewhere and meet someone, and that’s what happened last week. I called my childhood friend Paske, on the one hand in vain, on the other not. Pashka is actually a troublemaker, he always invented something in his childhood, for which we were not once smacked by our parents, there was no other way of bringing us up. This time he received an innocuous offer to visit our mutual friend. And from ...
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Next door in our private house, our friends were rented to an apartment by workers from Uzbekistan, in that year in May I quarreled with my common-law wife Irina then she was 35 years old and went to live in another place, met but there was no sexual intimacy between us In August about two o'clock in the morning I came back after work and saw in the yard of the house where the Uzbeks lived Irina with a young Uzbek about 30 years old, they stood and talked, the Uzbek began to stroke her back, butt, stomach and chest, that ...
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