“Then I’ll pretend to be naive and think that you’re just kissing there.”
Well, you were afraid. Liked? he asked, standing up and pulling on his pants.
Well, here you are again. Let's pour already on brothershaft.
My Rodnulkin, but I flow from you like the Volga River. What should I do, wash my panties every five minutes? I'll go broke on washing powder with you. I'd rather not wear them at all, she said, "justifying" her "badass".
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She came up to me, hugged me and kissed me passionately.
Do not rush. Listen to me, okay?
Liz, don't be shy, come closer, look, Natasha said.
As soon as we started, Victor put a bottle of Stolichnaya on the table and laid out some snacks, such as sausages, cold cuts, Korean salads. He invited everyone to drink for an acquaintance and for "the tablecloth the way for us all." He was quite cheerful and cheerful, charming everyone with his love of life. Even the old man and the old woman surrendered under his pressure - the grandmother drank a hundred grams, and the grandfather mastered the first and second bottles with us, after which he snored so sweetly. Victor and I went out for a smoke. I smoked very rarely, only when I drink. But after smoking a cigarette, vodka finally finished me off. And this time too. Feeling that I had already become drunk, I refused to continue the celebration of life in the restaurant car (“I treat you!” Victor insisted) and went to bed. As soon as he climbed into his seat, he passed out, being dead drunk.