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from ZH
Once long ago in the first grade, I was playing some kind of online toy, it seems Ultimate. And I met on the forum with a girl, an adult (at least 10 years old), with a child, in divorce. And we met once, we drank a cup with her and her brother, and we separated. Time has passed. She calls me, and I go out with other shit, telling her with whom, and she calls us for a visit. Well we came, her brother-in-law met us, sat down and drank a beer, and decided to stay with her. I went to sleep in the kitchen. After a while, she is painted in the door, she says that the child is crying, everyone's cheek will be restored, I will knock him in the kitchen and leave, or the brother will mourn. In the end, she deceived me, an innocent and senseless child. The next day, while her brother was taking me home, I talked to him that his sister was a strange girl, but funny. To which he tells me that she was never his sister, but the most natural WOMAN and showed the ring. When I asked him how he treats her outbreaks, he replied that he doesn’t care, most importantly she doesn’t cheat him. I was silent, but I thought about how she didn’t betray him in the kitchen when he slept behind the wall.
Great was the experience. I remember how the consciousness of a 17-year-old boy was deformed. When I was lying on the floor, in the kitchen, a woman who was already an adult, breathed out and said, "I feel a huge potential in you."
Once long ago in the first grade, I was playing some kind of online toy, it seems Ultimate. And I met on the forum with a girl, an adult (at least 10 years old), with a child, in divorce. And we met once, we drank a cup with her and her brother, and we separated. Time has passed. She calls me, and I go out with other shit, telling her with whom, and she calls us for a visit. Well we came, her brother-in-law met us, sat down and drank a beer, and decided to stay with her. I went to sleep in the kitchen. After a while, she is painted in the door, she says that the child is crying, everyone's cheek will be restored, I will knock him in the kitchen and leave, or the brother will mourn. In the end, she deceived me, an innocent and senseless child. The next day, while her brother was taking me home, I talked to him that his sister was a strange girl, but funny. To which he tells me that she was never his sister, but the most natural WOMAN and showed the ring. When I asked him how he treats her outbreaks, he replied that he doesn’t care, most importantly she doesn’t cheat him. I was silent, but I thought about how she didn’t betray him in the kitchen when he slept behind the wall.
Great was the experience. I remember how the consciousness of a 17-year-old boy was deformed. When I was lying on the floor, in the kitchen, a woman who was already an adult, breathed out and said, "I feel a huge potential in you."