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But he was directly eager to fight, and the higher the temperature became, the more fucking became me and the member, the tension in which brought me to the quiet moans, did not believe it myself.
He gritted his teeth and put up with it, he still lacked strength.
Then they began to torment dreams.
I sleep since childhood “like a gunshot,” especially if I get tired.
All my girls were terrified of this dead dream and had the disgusting tendency to wake me in the middle of the night, in order to check whether I had thrown back the hooves or not.

And here.
I woke up every hour, worn out so that it was sick.
Dreamed madly passionate caress of unknown hands and lips.
Plexus hot bodies, well, mine, by itself, and an unknown girl.
groans full of erotic languor and pleasure.
It was a disaster.
But I was attached.
As soon as the lungs were filled with phlegm and my head with fog, I realized the main thing: the body betrayed me.

Everything.
And the brain.
I wanted to caress.
Unbearable.
It was a terrifying discovery.
In some strange way, the disease twisted me, twisting my consciousness – I passionately wanted precisely affection.
Weasel with a capital letter, so that gentle or not so, there is no need to choose, women’s hands touched my inflamed body.
they stroked the burning, painfully sensitive skin now with fluttering fingers.
and eyes.
for some reason, the main eyes seemed.
that would be dark and looked with tenderness.
And do not say that it is idiotic, I know myself.
I have always been independent and free, proud of it, and here.
Though howl, by God.
Besides, I generally preferred blue-eyed.
Am I mutated? When these unbearable torments reached their apogee, Andryukha, an old and not very reliable friend, suddenly came to the rescue.
After listening to my unfinished, embarrassed and confused explanations during the visit of courtesy, he slapped me on the knee so that the cotton gave up somewhere in the already ringing crown, and shouted: Well, everything is clear!

What all”? – I asked rather gloomily.
Honestly, did not imagine that it was possible to understand from my confused, nervous explanations, similar to paranoid delusions.
Everything, absolutely, – he patted me on the shoulder much softer than on the knee and began to delve into the notebook.
He had no mobile in his life, so old-fashioned my old friend.
He grabbed the phone and, quickly dialing a number, began to listen in silence to the beeps.
Oh, damn, not that, – he declared, having heard the flirty “hello” on that end of the wire.
What-what, was he going to hide me in the nuthouse? – I gave birth to a grim joke.
Not.
wait.
It seems this one.
– listening to the beeps, he briefly explained to me: In short, rumor.
I know who will help you unequivocally, do not flutter and hold on, everything will be normal.
There is such a girl, just what you need right now.
I choked on tea without raspberry jam, for I had nowhere to get it, and weakly jerked, trying to take the pipe from this psycho.

He pushed me onto the bed and threatened me with a finger.
Druh, yes, you yourself need to check your brains.
What are you doing?! Nicherta did not understand and climb! He calmly listened to me and raised his finger, so that I would be silent.
There was some kind of childish “Ale?” In the phone, and I already thought that he would drop the phone again.
Pretty.
This is an old friend.
Can I punch something with you? – he mumbled, somehow very pleasantly into the phone and went into the kitchen.
I threw my body exhausted by illness, temperature and wild thirst for petting my body.
He returned from the kitchen, beaming like a polished shoe of high-quality shoe polish.
Get ready, commander.
It would not be late.
After the senseless disputes that have completely weakened me, we crawled out of the house.
Sitting in a taxi, I looked at Andrew evilly.
He had a strange face.
Very strange.
What have you done, freak? – hissed, more precisely, I grunted.
– So I thought that you NON-CHER-TA did not understand.

I can not with.
pros.
with.
a girl of easy virtue, this.
it’s disgusting, it’s dirty, druh.
He looked at me strangely.
Very strange.
Somewhere through me.
Who said I did not understand, commander? BUT? You think.
– he paused and continued somehow hoarsely, with longing.
– Do you think that if I am always so cool Meng, who always have everything super, then I, damn, never want to, that women’s eyes would look at least with the participation and fingers touched tenderly?
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