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I was there.
And miraculously survived – I was saved only by the fact that one of the windows under the ceiling was open, and acrid smoke pulled out into the street.
And I am ready to swear that it was Polina who set up the arson.
Yes, but no one believes me.
Recently, I began to notice that my servants treat me as if I was insane — sad and condescending, otherwise I cannot say.

And now Julie’s maid came into my room: – Madame, it’s time for you to go to bed.
It’s late, she said in an overly soft voice.
I obediently walked over to the bed and allowed myself to change clothes and lay under the covers.
Julie carefully tucked the corners under my shoulders and went out into the corridor, turning off the light.
What? I do not know.
Only it seems to me that today something will happen, in comparison with which the death of Paul will seem only a minor confusion.
The door creaked softly again.
I closed my eyes.
Someone took a light step closer to my bed, carefully lifted the edge of the blanket, lay down beside me and pressed my whole body to me.

I was shivering.
Once, in the same way, having nestled to me with my whole body, my son slept with me.
He hugged my shoulders and poked his nose into my hair.
Someone’s arms wrapped around my shoulders.
I smiled: – Paul.
There was no answer.
– I knew you were alive.
I knew that I was deceived.
– I whispered, without opening my eyes.
Something inside me screamed that it was not Paul, that he was dead, that either it was a dream, or that it was someone completely different.
Suddenly soft, silky lips touched.
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Last summer I rested in the country.
My niece Lena came to my neighbors for the summer.
She was older than me by a year and perfectly folded – long legs, slim waist and big breasts.
She had long blonde hair, waves falling on her shoulders and back.
Her face looked like a Barbie doll – huge blue eyes, a small nose and plump lips.
We did not see each other for a year and we had a lot to tell.
She promised to tell me some secret, but she could not choose the time – somebody was there all the time.

When my parents got ready to go to town for groceries, I asked them to stay at home and they were allowed.
I immediately ran to Lenka to call her overnight.
We settled in a small room on the top floor and wrapped ourselves in blankets.
She quietly began her story: “This spring something unusual happened in my life.
My boyfriend called me to his house to watch a movie and guessed what he meant.
I put on a dress, and under it – only white thongs.
He followed me and we went to him.
A warm wind was blowing and I was afraid that my skirt would close.
Finally we came home.
We chose the movie Star Wars and sat next to the sofa.
I have already seen this film several times, so I did not think more about Darth Vader, but about the hand that touched my thigh through a thin dress.
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