I’ve been driving for a couple of years, guys. It’s hard, but the ass is tired. There is no romance. To the taxis of friends, whose broken companions do not feed with bread, but give an unhealthy pleasure to our brother to deliver, don't believe, they jerk. So, then a boy from drinks tired of beer will fly, then a child's casual seat with dirty copits will melt. Here are all the adventures. But one busy story was still, just before the New Year, whether the fourteenth or fifteenth, I don’t remember exactly. Corporate time and check for the strength of moral foundations. Eight o’clock in the evening, it’s time to go home, and I’m all in the distant areas of my town, I’m mistaken, there’s no way that a popular order will come. Here is he! The destination is through my house. The client is the “Church Empress”. Aunt of indefinite age, rich composition, in good nutrition. The hat was sown somewhere, the shirt is stretched, stands, swings. Taking such cars is always exciting, but not to shake up, cleaning is now expensive. The village is silent, looking far away. She looks good, entirely. Be careful, I walk around cats. Well, we got there, thanks Bachus. Madame rows in her pocket for a long time, collects coins, pays off.

He does not look.

Young man, what is your name?

It’s nice to hear this in the fifth decade, but I’m silent, well, her naffig.

You are silent.

And as it rushed, I turned away, sucked in the area of the ear, wonder. The dead grip grabbed, barely knocked off, pushed out something.

A week passes, the first numbers of January, the morning, the beginning of the shift. A familiar address. And the client too. The aunt goes out. Trembling of itself. He sits back, greets, asks something polite on the way about the New Year. He does not know in short. It is understandable.

Please stop here. It stretches a hundred.

What about kissing?

Her face made my day, forgive me for filling my speech. Approximately this is how the intangible memes appear.