It was with me, and I find it hard to believe. I decided to share. Although

To be honest, I had no doubts about the abilities of our younger brothers.

and never.

My friend has a dog. No, not a birthplace. Ordinary Caucasian

with someone else. Large, with a huge fist, but boundlessly benevolent.

Even if you don’t see it. Therefore, he walks out his Sanek in the namornik, on

with a hard guide and away from the pedestrian trails, so as not to scare

The pedestrians. Once in the autumn, I followed them. Drinking beer and talking.

I wanted to, and Sanya just went out for a walk with Jack. We go. and here

The Wedding. The dog. One cat and a cow are ten. And of course Jack.

The main instinct played. He pulled Sandy out of his hand a couple of times. Yes No

It was here. I looked offended at the owner. Let me take you, mouth,

Listen, Sanj, can the cabbage be castrated? I mean, Jackie

Probably will have to. You are not born anyway. Unlikely to be

If someone calls, and you do not let him go to the gardens. So you look,

Less hormones will shake his blood. What Sanna said, I

I no longer remember. But here’s Jack’s look after my words, turned into something.

It is strange. But why strange? Not very strange, but such.

Condemning and condemning. As if I understood everything. Time passed and all.

I forgot. And last Saturday, Sankin's family, me and them, for a day.

Birthday was invited. Thirty Years of Irkino. Well in general,

A modest home party with a good table. And nothing would,

If there were not two Irinkine companions in the circle of invited. one

beautiful blond girl, and the second burning and very spectacular

The brunette. Well, here we scared at the first, and then again at the second and I understood.

I want them both. I want specifically! Not even at the same time. Well,

And after the third I began to spread the love fluids in space.

To throw back replicas and quarrels, to tell about their heroic

Past and present. He behaved as he should behave.

A real male. Then missed the fourth and fifth, and then...

They moved to the side of the table and started dancing. Where I invited you,

One, then the second, and once even the two at once. The evening succeeded. Although...

What am I? The story is about Jack. At that time he was lying on his

The carpet in the hallway and lazy watched the mess that was created on the

territory under its control. until the time, until the time. He stood up from his

It was the moment I danced with a blonde.

It is a slow but passionate dance. After a few steps, he

He squeezed between me and her, turned halfway, opened up.

His enormous fist and grabbed me for... how could it be softer to write?

What about the pants? Not very much, but quite annoying. At that time

He did not shrink his own, but just kept it all. Not forgetting that.

It’s pretty hard to look me in the eyes. In these eyes, along with

Running from my back, I read the question. Which? I think it’s all already.

I guessed.

It is said that before the death of a man, before his eyes all springs through.

his life. I was not threatened by death at the time, but in my memory it is clear.

A picture of three months ago. The picture of the walk and

Talk about castration. Hopefully I’ll be, Jack was just waiting for that.

I will remember. It was worth it to squeeze in my consciousness, he broke my jaw and so on.

He calmly went to his place.

In general, it all ended pretty well, if not counting that,

Now that I am with my cat, I try not to get overwhelmed.