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At first they caught a faint smell of smoke, and then saw a fire in the night mist. Dovakin grinned predatoryly and exchanged glances with Lydia - she understood everything without question. You need to be very careless to dare to kindle an open fire in this area, filled with bandits, wild beasts and all sorts of creatures. Very careless and self-assured. Apparently, the owner of the fire considers himself completely safe.
Dovakin and Lydia crept noiselessly, without jingling a single junction of their armor ...
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Dovakin and Lydia crept noiselessly, without jingling a single junction of their armor ...
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“Your old teacher left me a couple of notes about the students in your class,” Elena Sergeevna said, writing down something in a notebook. - He mentioned you. History is well given to you, yes, Artem? - Well ... In general, it is better than the rest. - What are the estimates in Russian and mathematics? - Four in Russian, in algebra and geometry of the triple. - And on the history of last year in three quarters of the five, only in one four. Say you before ...
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Still, how great it is to have sex with your girlfriend ... Pure and sincere love exists only in silly books for aging women, but it seems to me that in my case it is an exception. Lena is beautiful, with a large nose, which I like so much, with still childishly plump cheeks, a beautiful and sweet smile, and green eyes like my own. Green is generally a rare color. My favorite.
My beloved was already waiting for me, a little shivering from the coolness that reigned in the room now. Of course...
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My beloved was already waiting for me, a little shivering from the coolness that reigned in the room now. Of course...
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We are traveling in a minibus, and I am trembling from the earliest possible wait. Soon we will come to my uncle’s empty apartment and make passionate love. His hand stroked my leg, squeezing her slightly with excitement, which showed his desire to possess me. I also tried to control myself, but I did not succeed too well: I bit my lips, jerked my leg and twisted the hem of my dress in my hands. Finally! Our stop! Fire flashed in his eyes. We walked quickly towards uncle's house. We quickly rose ...
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The skin, blocking the entrance to a long wooden house, was pulled back with a strong hand. Outside inside she let out a cold, a few snowflakes and a viking man. He was slouching from fatigue, carrying a heavy bag on his shoulder, and bare arms covered with scars. From above, on top of two warm woolen tunics without sleeves, a wolf skin was draped over. Autumn night in Hedeby was snowy, dark and cold. Snow showered ankle-deep, and Skidulf the Killer of Noblemen wet his feet while he reached his house. Now...
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