not married. I agreed somehow with (K) mind (divorced) to go with her and the baptist for a couple of nights. It turned out that the baptist was stuck in the house of grandfather and grandmother. We went both.
Everyone went to sleep in the tent in their bedroom, but in the middle of the night I realized that I was tight. I open my eyes and see that we are two in the bedroom and she is asleep. The courage, of course, to go into the bedroom in the same underwear and sleep at the same time, but still checked her for the subject of sleep, does not sleep, and decided that she will surely smile and show up if I start to dress her. He removed her nightwear and cowards, and she was in real shutdown. Fidel, I’m going to sleep.
In the middle of the night, I feel that I am gently shuffled on my cheeks with the words:
K is smoke. and diary. Wake up.
I think "Well, this is the sex break".
Wake up, I say! Do you do it in my bedroom?!! to
She didn’t lie for a moment.
What kind of man am I naked?!? to