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Sitting in the director's office, Lera thought that the university was not much different from school. The same tedious rules and the complete lack of freedom. It was stuffy, already the nauseated smell of the luscious smell of Leroux’s perfume. She looked endlessly at the clock, which stood on the edge of the table, very unequivocally hinting that the director had extremely valuable time and did not want to waste it. Lera tried to portray even more boredom on her face than she actually experienced, but it was superfluous, he did not look at ...
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No, of course you do not scream. Surprised? You can not fully believe what is happening. You did not even try to escape when I covered your mouth with my palm and pushed it against the wall. A dumb question froze in your eyes. Is this a joke?
And the guys will not come to the rescue, I myself arranged them so that no one is nearby. And your darling camera asked not to install in his office, remember? Of course you remember. You understand why he did it. While you are not there, he leads two or three ...
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And the guys will not come to the rescue, I myself arranged them so that no one is nearby. And your darling camera asked not to install in his office, remember? Of course you remember. You understand why he did it. While you are not there, he leads two or three ...
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What a stupid situation I got into. I sat surrounded by fifteen prostitutes who smoked, chewed bubble gum, told each other disgusting stories about their clients. And around the armed thugs walked, casting unequivocal views on us. The room was terribly smoky, it smelled of alcohol. “It will end badly,” I thought, “it will end badly. Need not stand out. I watched them, trying externally to learn their facial expressions, gestures, words that they use. If you play, then play until ...
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