I went to the girl in the suburbs - 40 kilometers from Samara. I sat on the sidewalk, on the back seat besides me an older woman on the outskirts of the village, then in the middle of the boys sat years 14-15, and, by the way, I am a 20-year-old guy, not the hillest set, unbarred.
In general, I traveled somewhere halfway, I see, the boy begins to fall asleep on the move simply, straight with his nose. In five minutes, he is cut out completely, and puts a bark on my shoulder... The driver burns this matter in the mirror, and sits, shit, licking. Well, I decided to cuddle... I put so carefully the boy’s hand on his thigh... the boy wakes up, looks at me. I say so, gently:
"Do you feel comfortable, dear?"
His eyes should have been seen.
The driver was roaring so that we barely flew into the quilt))))