/ The authors / George Beck
Dear readers, I again invite you to a meeting with two girlfriends, who once, fearing maternal rage for the stupid things they did, decided to win over their fathers. And a very original way. Both stories are independent and can be read separately, but still one follows from the other. Therefore, in order to become better acquainted with the characters and see the full picture of their entertainment, I strongly advise you to first read the first “Underdog”. Enjoy reading.
Anka and Irka grazed in ...
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The last hours of the outgoing year melted away, giving way to the merry magic of New Year's Eve. Outside the windows, the winter fairy tale came into the right. A transparent sky strewn with stars lights and a thin crescent of the moon illuminating the purest fluffy snow that covered the earth. On empty streets, rare passersby hurried along the trodden paths, hurrying home or visiting. - Hello! - Irka, flushed from the light frost, having thrown off her fur coat, fluttered into the room. - Hello. - Fun...
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- Len, well, tell me. - It seemed that even the glasses of Irkina glasses glow with curiosity. - What for? - Yes, why not, just like that. - I tried to dodge the explanations of Lenka, without, however, any hope of success.
Just yesterday, in the locker room of the pool, sketching a glance thrown by her friend on her intimate place, Lena realized that questions could not be avoided. And that stubborn Irka shakes out of it all to the smallest details. Here it is, begins. - Oh, do not whistle ...
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Just yesterday, in the locker room of the pool, sketching a glance thrown by her friend on her intimate place, Lena realized that questions could not be avoided. And that stubborn Irka shakes out of it all to the smallest details. Here it is, begins. - Oh, do not whistle ...
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Knee, slipping from the mattress, painfully grabbed onto the rough canvas floor. Lenka, without opening her eyes, mumbled something discontentedly unintelligible and woke up. It was dark in the tent, but it was felt that it was not early in the morning behind her walls. Rubbing her cheek from her sleep with her fist, the girl sat up in bed. Nearby, turning her back, my mother slept soundly. It seems that adults yesterday for a long time kololesili. However, this is for the better. You can run away without extra eyes to wash. Grabbing from under the mattress ...
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- Len, carry your things, I need to collect bags.
- Sach-ace, I try on a swimsuit.
Lenka, with a dissatisfied physiognomy, looked at her reflection in the mirror. Y-yes ... try on, do not try on - "you need to smear the greens with pimples, and not to buy bras for them." No, it is clear, of course, that it is not a boy, but ... at this age, the girl’s chest should be, and not the mounds should be low. Mommy's figure got. Actually Lenka complain of sin. Tall, slim, with beautiful legs and a ...
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- Sach-ace, I try on a swimsuit.
Lenka, with a dissatisfied physiognomy, looked at her reflection in the mirror. Y-yes ... try on, do not try on - "you need to smear the greens with pimples, and not to buy bras for them." No, it is clear, of course, that it is not a boy, but ... at this age, the girl’s chest should be, and not the mounds should be low. Mommy's figure got. Actually Lenka complain of sin. Tall, slim, with beautiful legs and a ...
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Andrey was sitting on the sun-heated yellow sand, throwing a towel on his lower abdomen, and looking at the pretty figure of a girl passing by, he thought that the idea of going to the nudist beach after two months of abstinence was completely idiotic. The abundance of different in age and beauty, but equally naked female bodies around caused quite a definite reaction, not allowing to lie down, except as face down, or even just approach the water.
In an amicable way, one had to leave here and move to an ordinary beach. But this...
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In an amicable way, one had to leave here and move to an ordinary beach. But this...
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Dear readers, “Morning for the hostess” is a continuation of the story “Merry Nochka”, in which it was told about the company of friends who decided to change partners for the first time in their lives. Both stories are independent and can be read separately, but still one follows from the other. Therefore, in order to get better acquainted with the characters and see the full picture of their entertainment, I strongly advise you to first read Merry Night.
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Cheerful night - Hi! - Irka curiously stuck her nose in the bags brought by her husband. - ABOUT! Do we have a holiday? Shampusik, cognac, and even not in one copy.
Michael, unloading, hugged his wife. - Come on, think about how to treat guests tomorrow. Oleg and Maryashka were called, and Sasha and Alka finally managed to attach their twins to the grandmother. - Mikhail winked at his wife. - The party will be.
Smiling Irishki's charming physiognomy acquired ...
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Michael, unloading, hugged his wife. - Come on, think about how to treat guests tomorrow. Oleg and Maryashka were called, and Sasha and Alka finally managed to attach their twins to the grandmother. - Mikhail winked at his wife. - The party will be.
Smiling Irishki's charming physiognomy acquired ...
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Dimona was not at all happy about the news that his father would give his leave not earlier than autumn. The sea will not leave the parents even in September, even better - the velvet season. And his, Dima, waiting for the university. And this is no longer a school where mom will write a little note, and walk boldly. You can easily and a permit to the army to feed. With freshmen do not stand on ceremony. In general, salty waves past the nose.
However, as it turned out, not quite. The younger brother of the mother with the rest lining out. The family gathered, ordered everything ...
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However, as it turned out, not quite. The younger brother of the mother with the rest lining out. The family gathered, ordered everything ...
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The road swept clean. The snow that had been charged from the evening covered everything around with a half-meter blanket, through which the contours of the highway could barely peep. To the gate of the garage piled a long, slanting snowdrift. - Yeah, here no car will pass. - Irka picked up a furry blanket with her toe, but, not daring to step out of the porch, turned to her husband. - Well, what is it?
Michael, removing the mobile phone, shrugged. - The route is cleaned, but honestly warned that to get ...
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Michael, removing the mobile phone, shrugged. - The route is cleaned, but honestly warned that to get ...
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