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February 14 is the Day of all lovers. I suggest forum users to take part in a creative contest. It is held on the forum.
https://eroticspace.info/forum/threads/1060/
REGULATIONS:
1. Authors need to write a love letter, turning from the first person to an imaginary lover / sweetheart. You can write in prose, you can in verse. Illustrations are welcome. The maximum number of pages is two Vordovskys, but not less than one.
2. Nicky members of the forum and authors of the CT do not mention, so as not to call
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https://eroticspace.info/forum/threads/1060/
REGULATIONS:
1. Authors need to write a love letter, turning from the first person to an imaginary lover / sweetheart. You can write in prose, you can in verse. Illustrations are welcome. The maximum number of pages is two Vordovskys, but not less than one.
2. Nicky members of the forum and authors of the CT do not mention, so as not to call
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Jumping out of the car, I hurriedly tried to open an umbrella. Not here it was! The castle finally did not want to obey, and I, having thrust an umbrella back into my bag, jumped, jumping over puddles, towards the airport building.
“Well,” I thought with annoyance, “I wanted to be irresistible, and now I’m going to be a kind of wood louse with tangled hair.
Come on, where did ours not disappear ?! In the end, nothing can not be returned ... Yes, I am now going to see off my ex-husband. Former ... Husband ... Strange phrase ... If the former, then you are no longer a husband ...
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“Well,” I thought with annoyance, “I wanted to be irresistible, and now I’m going to be a kind of wood louse with tangled hair.
Come on, where did ours not disappear ?! In the end, nothing can not be returned ... Yes, I am now going to see off my ex-husband. Former ... Husband ... Strange phrase ... If the former, then you are no longer a husband ...
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Tatiana hesitated at the car, pulling out the bags of groceries. - Damn! Poured here bitches! - A drunken voice reached the woman.
Looking around, she saw at the entrance an inverted wheelchair and a legless man sitting on the pavement. He, loudly swearing, tried to put the established wheelchair on wheels. It is evident that he was drunk.
Tatiana threw the packages and rushed to the stranger. - I will help you! - she ran up and returned the chair to its normal position. - & nbsp ...
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Looking around, she saw at the entrance an inverted wheelchair and a legless man sitting on the pavement. He, loudly swearing, tried to put the established wheelchair on wheels. It is evident that he was drunk.
Tatiana threw the packages and rushed to the stranger. - I will help you! - she ran up and returned the chair to its normal position. - & nbsp ...
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A year has passed, as we are not together ... But I have not forgotten anything ... And can I even forget everything that happened to us? Can I forget you? They say time heals. Nothing like this! If a person is destined to heal, he will heal himself. And if not, then no time will help him. Just the pain will become deeper, go to the most secret corner, and the person will learn to wait it out, closing his eyes and mentally counting to ten. No one will notice how this man hurts. Only he himself will know about his illness ...
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Eugene woke up feeling that he was not alone in his apartment. I lay down, listening to the nightly emptiness, and realized that I was not mistaken. Someone was in the hall - cautious steps were clearly heard. Trying not to creak a bed, he quietly got up and slunk off into the hall. The idea of crime did not even enter his head. Evgeni was not at all afraid, but acted simply on a whim, out of sheer curiosity.
Yes, the robber here did not smell - I understood
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Yes, the robber here did not smell - I understood
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A gray-haired man in a civilian with an intelligent face and an attentive gaze stood by the window, his hands behind his back, under the shining round glasses. On the roof of the neighboring house, pigeons walked importantly. Gray-haired watched them, then took off his glasses and rubbed the glass with a soft napkin.“Comrade Ivanov, an urgent report from Berlin,” the incoming captain handed him a radiogram.
“Rainer - Schiller. Top secret. The arrival of Goethe is assured. The operation went well. We wait...
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“Rainer - Schiller. Top secret. The arrival of Goethe is assured. The operation went well. We wait...
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The prince, sitting at the table where the breakfast was served, lay back in his chair, turned the napkin in his hands and said in his usual, slightly cracked voice:
The princess, who was sitting at the other end of the table, looked up at him with huge black eyes in a puzzled look. They glittered wetly, the look seemed to pierce the one on whom he was staring. - Yes, - having noticed her surprise, the prince nodded, - I invited him to write your portrait ...
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The princess, who was sitting at the other end of the table, looked up at him with huge black eyes in a puzzled look. They glittered wetly, the look seemed to pierce the one on whom he was staring. - Yes, - having noticed her surprise, the prince nodded, - I invited him to write your portrait ...
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A soft evening replaced a bright day. Then he gave way to a velvet night. A full moon, flaunting, went for a walk through the sky, accompanied by a retinue of blue stars. The waves became silver, reflecting its round camp.
Pygmalion and his Galatea sat on the shore. “Now I understand what you wanted from me,” Galatea confessed in a whisper, clinging to her beloved.
She raised her head, looked at his face and suddenly said: - I have long wanted this myself ... - But why did you ... not ...
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Pygmalion and his Galatea sat on the shore. “Now I understand what you wanted from me,” Galatea confessed in a whisper, clinging to her beloved.
She raised her head, looked at his face and suddenly said: - I have long wanted this myself ... - But why did you ... not ...
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In ancient times there lived the great and kind Sultan Shahraman. He relied on the laws, no one in his country was offended, so he was loved and respected by the people. With his neighbors, Shahraman lived in the world, being known as a peace-loving and wise ruler. In his declining years, he decided to marry his only son, the heir of Jamal [1], so that he could continue the dynasty and, like a father, live in happiness. The young man entered the very time and was as beautiful as a cypress, as strong as a lion, and as clever as a serpent. Shahraman called his son and said ...
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