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They say time heals! A fig it does not treat, but only exacerbates! The more time passes from that trip to Illychevo, I increasingly remember him, no, not even his, rather his voice, the voice that you want to obey, his touch on my body, I remember my helplessness and not being protected in front of him, my fear! - My fantasies ... They turn me on so far that I begin to doubt my own normality ... I have another kind of hunger - hunger for touch ...
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- Well, I'm a fool! Spit in my head. What a fool I am! Why start to sort things out in the car, and even at night! But who knew that he would leave? Sama said - “nothing, stop the car! I'll go out! ”Now try to catch a ride here, and even at night !! For 40 minutes a single car, it's good that summer is not cold.
Far off the headlights. Anya waved her hand, the car stopped, the passenger window was lowered. Anya stooped to the window. - "Before Ilyichyov not ..."
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Far off the headlights. Anya waved her hand, the car stopped, the passenger window was lowered. Anya stooped to the window. - "Before Ilyichyov not ..."
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