During the lunch break, she ran out to meet her beloved. Naturally, very

was delayed. I go back to work on the road, which is the rules.

The pedestrian crossing!! Well, so is it! I am stopped by the bulldozer.

So and so, girl, in the wrong place the road

Please go with your papers!

No passport, of course, with me, I remember that somewhere on the bottom of the bag.

There is an old pass.

I smile and promise to show up.

I start crawling in my bag. I cannot find.

The police patiently waited for the penalty.

Now and now, I say.

No to miss!! to

Situation is worsening.

I, in order not to test the major’s patience, command him, “Hold it!” and I begin.

put out of the bag a haircut, a mirror, a linen, in general, everything that

It blocks the pass and prevents me from getting it – and I put my things in.

The hands of a police officer, completely flattered, but submissively receiving from my

the hand.

Suddenly I hear: Girl, you are free, go!

I too, I wondered – where?? to

He was angry, “Where did you go until I caught you???” Here there and

Go to!

I went, but the thought did not give me peace why I was released. Understanding that

I came back and said, “Sorry, but why do you want me?

Let go? I have violated...

He shrugged for a second, and then: "I am a major of the police, and you are in my hands.

Your mirror, help, powder and what else you have!!! I stand with yours.

Cosmetics as a fool!! Go away, girl, from sin!! to