About the submission.

There was a case in studenthood – I got a look of an absolutely gentle, I would say, ephemeral creation. Just a fairy. And then just in the shelter with us in the room no one - the boys went away. I pull the fairy to see my collection of brands ;), I offer to eat what B-G sent and I offer the lady to shake a little vodka (go! There is money!) In the ghost. She says she doesn’t like bubbles and shyly moves the glass (a little bit). I pour, and she just as shy little holds the throat of the bottle until the vessel is filled to about 120-130 milliliters.

And here I, my dear ones, understood that I will not be able to intoxicate this heavenly creature, but sex will be. I’m not going to fuck you, but rather me.