Xxx: One girl saw a photo of a teacher in a swimsuit and became a prostitute



Yyy: and another girl saw the teacher's salary and became a prostitute

I sit somehow on the bench, pulling my mother, a puff with a puppy, as here suddenly mobile like a sparkle. The number is unknown, okay.

I listen to.

Is this Nikolai Alexandrovich?

You mistaken the number.

So go you go naughty!



And this bastard, not even waiting for me to send him in reply, dropped the bell. It was very annoying, as if they were kicked in the soul. Well, can it be so, not from this, or from this, unknown man, to send a fuck! The first thought was to call Hama back and send him back, but that’s not our method. Punishment should be harsh, and in such cases there is no need for rush.

I started hitting the owner’s number.

The puppets! The number lighted up, but the seat came from where I did not expect it. The number turned out to be corporate, and just so, even with the help of familiar mints, the owner will not be issued. But nothing, the name of the firm, let’s call it conditionally “Rog and Copy” and the address is there, it’s better than nothing. This company is located in the capital, where I regularly attend symposiums on organoleptics of strong distillates, so on day X I decided to take revenge.



I am coming, I mean. I go to the office and find a staff.

Hi, I am talking about work.

Who said we had vacancies? - Interestedly looked at me a sweet-looking girl, apparently trying to guess the specialty of the terrible grown-up uncle.

- Yes, a man from this number called, I just forgot his name, - I stretch out a paper with a number.

"Oh, this is Viktor Ivanovich, the head of the accounting department, the second door to the left, - instantly found the girl's ham.

“Thank you,” I smiled and went to the accounting office.



I go in. The standard serpentary, which is a hundred, and in the most honorable place sits a man in a pantyhose and glasses, an intelligent shit.

by Viktor Ivanovich? I ask the slave.

"Yes, I listen to you," replied Hamlo with a familiar voice, which ruined my mood for a few days.

You are naked yourself! - I solemnly declared the power of the ligaments, after which I proudly went out, knocked the door, left the office, sat in the trolleybus, and went to the symposium.



Oh... I needed to do a bit more rough, but then I didn’t think about it. And so well worked.

Know the Ours!

Chess and mat, shit!

Can I do without Matt?

Chess and shit!

I feel suspicious of the people around me. If they are surrounded, it means they are thinking something bad.

We did the repair at my mom in the summer with my sister and our tax all summer went to the food store every day: bread, a pack of milk and her glass of plumbing personally. Shopping in a dog bag.
First, she introduced her to all the sales changes and explained what her name is Sonja, what her daily order will be and what ice cream she eats. It worked very well, no failure. Go to the Quarter. In the turn, she waited and ate her seal on the spot, brought bread and milk home. It saved us a lot of time. That summer she was a star, she was filmed.

The happiest time in life is when you have only two troubles: a quiet hour and a manic meal.