A botanical girl is a diagnosis. Mature, finally, before intimate relationships, now shares impressions:
“I don’t understand why ‘washing’ is a murder. It would be more logical to call it sex.
- And when I saw THIS, I was scared... Then I stumbled, and tried to insinuate to myself that inside it would be like a umbrella.
“And I lie down and think, ‘God, what should I talk to him next?’ You will have to say something! What!! What should be said in such cases? M-M-M... "Thank you"? Stupid probably. And for what to thank? I too, happiness... What I, fool, did not ask Katie what to do afterwards! Well, I can’t be silent, I think I’m uneducated" In general, I’m worried... And everything turned out to be so simple – I turned over, turned back, and fell asleep. It is from the heart!