A cute girl (special signs: red/red hair, a black bag with a tailored gray cat, a red jacket, gray worn jeans, a beautiful smile), who on Friday (17 July) drove from Yegorievsk to Moscow on the last bus (which was late for half an hour), call back, you liked me, but the damn shyness did not allow me to get to know.
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Are you the wicked man who looked at me, chewed my lips, scratched my mouth and scratched my mouth? pfff is.