You meet a girl in a cafe. Accidentally, some cute nonsense makes you talk to each other and you look at each other. Then – evening, summer, warmth, the smell of turtle and madness... Laughter, light intoxication, you stand on the balcony at her house, then go into the room... Here the keyboard is powerless – she is GODLINY and even the sixth orgasm can not separate you. You fall asleep by hugging her and in your dream you form the offer of your hand and heart. The morning. The sun shines straight into the eyes. I have to wake up. And on the table is a note: "My joy, my sun, the light of my life! I went to work. It’s such a pain – it’s going to break up with that..."STOP!!! What is it??? Once again! "I will say goodbye to you"... No, no!!! But not that!!! to
At 7:30 p.m. the keys are handed out. You see the infinitely beloved profile... Goodbye... The axe in the unskilled hands does not cut off the neck even from the third blow. You’re standing in a loaf of blood over the breathing Goddess and whispering:"...it, dear,...it".