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Admittedly, March 8 is not the most romantic holiday in the world. Therefore, there is nothing wrong to suggest the men in advance, and what we would like on this day. They will . . .

I was looking for a gift to his wife of 15 years of marriage. The interesting thing was discovered in the shop, which sells remedies. The thing that I liked, was a pocket electro- shocker 100 . . . ) My dad had 25 years has a beard. And all these 25 years on each of his birthday, there will be people who gave him aftershave or shaving foam) or a hint or a blatant disregard . . . Im the only one in 18 years of naborchik presented . . . the means of cellulite has been banished, my girls heart did not understand this.

I have no such cases was a friend as a man distinguished himself - gave her . . . I want no war, We have to trust each other, So that was more kindness, But in general I want . . . a fur coat! I want so as not to ruin the forest And that there was no fighting, And to win progress I. . .

Fortunately choose a gift for a man - not as difficult as, for example, for a woman. Follow these rules - and you have no problems. Rule 1. If you have any doubts about the gift . . . A young man who wants to make his bride a gift, after lengthy consideration I decided to buy her a pair of kid gloves.

He went with his sister in the store ladies accessories.

I bought a pair . . .

When I finished my education and began a fruitful work, I met a guy from a neighboring department. The boy was pronounced phlegmatic, and many took it as retarded. But when good look and listen, as the first impression destroyed.

Suddenly it appeared that the hand movements in He did not slow, just smooth, but accurate.

It appeared also that he does not hang when answering the question, but makes a slight pause, and said slowly, but briefly and accurately. With the high growth and apparent thinness was a guy not only strong physically, but very even trained. And it was his passion - the Chinese " exercises" have- shu, in which he reached opredelnnogo skill.

And he told me of an incident of life in his leisurely manner. It was in the early 90s. He walked one winter park of culture and rest named Gorky, where in those days, the tracks were filled with water and formed a huge ice rink. On the roads people riding on skates, rented here.

He did not skate, but he accelerated and drove on the ice just like that.

Gaining a lot of fun. At one of the crossroads at his side ran out two ment stopped and potebovali documents, of which there were no available. There followed a discussion which resulted in a brief and precise answers my friend brought police from themselves. Both got on " demokratizatoru" and decided not to propose " that the brake" to go to the department for trial, and came down to beat him with batons and include what will be on hand.

So it seemed faster and more reliable. The first wave of a baton was unsuccessful - missed. The second - a little p 3chshe. Slightly surprised, cops accelerated pace. Another five or six strokes - became clear reason for the strange behavior of batons.

The guy at each stroke a little fed body, leaving aside for some centimeters.

And he did it is not up to the strike and not after the warriors swing, but much later, when to change the trajectory of the gun is no longer possible. The most offensive that his movements were slow- mockery - that cops were ready to swear. Depth of insults reached oceanic scales, when they noticed that this scumbag is still holding his hands in his pockets. What the f. . ? !

Flushed cops tried to stabilize the elusive goal by fixing the hands- free, and again did not succeed.

It turned out that to keep the sleeve grandmother in the transition much easier than a man trained in evasion and exemption from seizure. Little progress - the guy got the same hands in his pockets, but only just. Tried to enter from different sides, while continuing to cut the air with batons. But all the time as something happens that in direct contact with the enemy was only one of them, and the other, or slightly more than you need to strike, or even behind a comrade.

Being unaccustomed to intense physical exercise cops got tired and began to slip and fall on their knees, and sometimes two at once. The guy waited patiently for the rise . . . Increasingly incensed, seeing nothing around, wanting only one thing - to kill this creature, cops furiously waving their hands and batons as the two mills. A natural result - one of them got into the end demokratizatorom in the face. I reacted as expected and the riposte reaching a goal.

In response arrived, another splash. The fight broke out. Joyful cops, feeling the impact of hefty blows to get the same response, selflessly thrashed each other. My friend watched it for a minute and went his way.

For the cops, he was calm - the guys were at your favorite business and very busy. I wonder what they then poured all that stuff superiors, showing battle scars.

The history of both of . . . .

They come two guys, and before them - a girl. One says to another: - Just look! What rear axle!

What rear axle! She hears this, turns around and says: - Not your cardan joint to twist!

They come two dipso to the supermarket for food. One went for a drink, another - for a snack. Suitable for cheese, and says: - I 200 grams . . .

Well this . . . How was it? - And screaming the whole shop: - San, how you had called me yesterday by a dick? - Dutch. - In- in, Dutch! Night.

On the bridge stands a man going to commit suicide, is preparing jump. Suddenly stopping Mears from the guy rocking out - looks at the suicide blankly, and then climbs to him over the fence and says: Bro, Move over! From the bridge piss - thats a cool!

- Sure, come on, " she said - only half an hour later Ill go, but the house will Lesch, it will help you. Such an alignment suit me even more: Lesha, Julin older brother, long time I liked him, and obviously not without reciprocity. Knowing that might be left alone with me popular with Lesha, I tried to dress better.

That is, put the most beautiful lingerie - may be up to his show and will not come, but I read that beautiful lingerie changing self, and from there a special gleam in his eyes - , tight jeans and a sweater, which shows a figure in the most favorable light. The door was opened by Julia, who was standing at the threshold of a jacket and tying your shoelaces to go. - Well, good luck in ohmurenii my brother, " she smiled, closing the door behind him. Ive been half an hour sitting in a chair, and Lesch poring over the computer: First, my essay does not read from floppy disks, then the printer reports an error. In the end it was done. - Kiss - give up, " said Lesch, raising the printed sheets over his head.

I got up from his chair and kissed his cheek. - And I thought, do you like me . . . - Please. - Then you must not do so - he said, kissing me on the lips.

I have not had much experience of kissing, but the difference between Aleksei and his former inept gentlemen, I felt at once: in the past I have neither of whose kisses were not trembling knees and no- ones language is not called, coming into contact with mine, a wave of current. He firmly pressed me to her with both hands, and I stroked his hair, neck, neck. - Wait, " he whispered, pulling away from me. I did not realize that the room door was not locked.

Lesch slammed the door, he turned her on? Aoy of a mop that can not be opened from the outside, turned off the lights and sat in a chair, gestured that I should sit on his lap: - Well, lets continue? Leaflets with lecture lay on the table . . . His tongue worked wonders: I was very excited. While his lips explored my neck, I stroked his head, shoulders and back - to the best of his shirt.

When he came to a particularly erogenous point, I can not control herself and dug his nails into his back. He impulsively sighed. - Does it hurt? - I was worried - I feel good.

His hands were infiltrated under my sweater. Oh, how wonderful!

I took off his shirt and stroked his chest, back and abdomen. He breathed heavily and moaned. Fortunately, neither Julia nor his parents were not at home. He took off my sweater, picked up and laid on the bed while he stood next to his knees and began kissing me in the stomach.

Im just breathless with delight. My nipples harden and my bra now only disturbed. I rose up and undid it.

Lesch has pulled off an unnecessary article of clothing from my chest and took her. When his tongue touched my left nipple, I experienced an orgasm, but such a violent, some never get a " self.

Suddenly his face contorted. I realized what was happening: his penis was, as a club and zipper jeans hurt him.

I unzipped and pulled off his jeans, along with shorts, freeing the captive. I first saw the male member, as they say, in reality, but instinct told what to do. I took him in hand and began podrachivat. He also stripped me to the end. His hand parted my labia, his finger slipped into the wet vagina. - Ill be the first?

I nodded silently. - You scared? Lesch promised to do everything as accurately, and buried his head in my legs. He kissed the inside of my thighs, licking her vagina and clitoris . . .

Im already looking forward to when he would take me all over, but Alexei no hurry. When I was exhausted by the desire, he got a little higher, and again started kissing me in the stomach . . . Another would be a little bit and I came down to mind, but he reached for his jeans hanging on a chair and took out a condom, put it on, lay on top and a kiss on my lips, entered into me. His eyes darkened.

It was a very unusual feeling: a little painful, but very nice. - Does it hurt? - I feel good. He was not stopping to kiss me, and began to move cautiously.

Now did not hurt.

It was nice tolkoochen. I began to move her hips to meet him, he sped up a bit . . . Then there was accelerated . . .

He fucked me with all his strength, as the last bitch and Im incredibly pleased. I stroked his back, sometimes, in moments of particularly acute pleasure, lightly scratching it. Next orgasm does not make us wait. When he had finished, we kissed for a long time, unable to tear himself away from each other. - Im sorry, Im too excited and could not hold out longer, but if you want, we can continue, " he whispered. - Lets go ahead, but first change the sheets - I replied, nodding at the speck of blood on the sheet. - Why? Its even more romantic . . .

It was strange to think about something irrelevant, when your eyes are looking at this house. This building seemed totally uninhabited, and, perhaps, so fascinated. Like a picture of a great artist - the usual sort of detail would cause aching pain in my chest . . . . . . He stood in front of this house and wondered: Who will come out of the open door with his hands clutching his misted leaf tree.

He was pounding with excitement, she wanted to run away from here, so that would light burst from the pain. Despite the fact that the old house was demolished, and the weeds in front of the house had disappeared, an unusual feeling of anxiety, always visited him when he passed this site is even intensified. For many years, suburban area was abandoned, overgrown with weeds and thorns to the sky; apples - high and dry " neroditsy" as pale, old ghosts wrapped in the weeds their skinny body. Now the old, dilapidated house with black windows failures demolished in its place built a neat little cottage. Steve knew that pry bad, but could not resist.

Sixteen, a tall boy, perfectly proportioned, with a dark complexion, tanned body, with blond, sun bleached hair, stood in one spot looking at a light - green eyes, a slightly ajar door and waited tensely.

For the first time he saw the doors of this new home open.

Even after building a new home for a year nobody has ever seen that in this house, someone lived. But today, walking past the house, Steve first noticed the door ajar. Curiosity bound him hand and foot. He decided to wait until someone comes out of this house. He felt like his muscles tensed.

Finally, his patience was rewarded: From behind the door a tall, clearly above his figure: dark, almost black hair, wavy curls falling on her shoulders, fair skin person thin, strong hands in a white T- shirt black jeans. " Girl" - with disappointment thought Steve. Just a silly girl. " However, looking more closely, he realized that was wrong. Beneath the thin T- shirt was not his chest - only to tense muscles, sharp, but obviously male nipple. Jeans so the canvas cover long, muscular legs, that the convexity in" the very place " you could tell that this guy.

A guy with a thin oval of a girls face, calm blue eyes, sensual bright pink lips.

The long, curved down to the eyebrows eyelashes, black hair reinforce feminine image. " Steve, even opening his mouth in amazement, he felt shock; anything like this guy has never seen. If not for some " signs" it would put ten dollars on something that is a very pretty girl, perhaps even a model. Imagine your thoughts, Steve blushed fiercely.

He just noticed that already studying a few minutes looking at the stranger, but he - on him.

Stephens childhood taught to restrain their emotions, hide the interest in people, and, in any case, do not stare at anyone so openly. The guy shifted from foot to foot, not knowing how to approach closer, say hello, or leave home. He felt idiot. As if it caught for stealing fruit in a strange garden.

Hard look stranger more inclined to escape, and immediately. Steven strangers gaze seemed so terrible that he was ready to sink into the earth. Steve has already intends to leave as the strangers voice. To his surprise, the voice does not necessarily represent the views, was not angry or irritable. And vice versa, perhaps even friendly.

As if such an interest in his person to show that feminine guy the most natural thing in the world. - Good day, you seem to be my neighbor?

Whats your name? - My name is Steven, I do live near you. - Well, neighbor, I was just going to dinner, do not want to join? Ive been recently, and, frankly, I feel a little lonely. He smiled strangely, as if ironically. Like I was the one in the universe. - I understand you - Steve for some reason could not tell him you are. This place is really terrible.

He looked around apprehensively.

The old, rotten trees, which somehow did not cut down, casting jagged shadows reminiscent lurking predators. - I do not mean it. - The owner went ahead of him, showing the road. Location does not matter. Im talking about the absence of society. The stranger inviting motioned to one of the elegant chairs, standing on the street, hidden from view from the streets of lilac bushes.

My name - Daniel - he introduced himself, going into the house. Stephen was a little offended that the house no one was going to invite. Soon Dan, smiling, and returned with a full tray of food. Carefully looking closer to the tray, Steve almost fell from my chair in amazement. Huge, solid silver.

He alone must be heavy.

And besides: food, a bottle of wine. And Dan is all carried with such ease, though a slight saucer. Hot sandwiches downright smoldering, exuding aromas of cream cheese, ketchup and sausages. Tempting chocolate cake stuck out the top, decorated with whipped cream. When Daniel smiled, his white, like porcelain teeth, once again reminded of Steves girl.

More precisely, unnatural beauty centerfold. Each of them, regardless of their actual appearance in the photographs looked like porcelain dolls in the store. " Damn! " - He thought. Stop comparing!

Daniel, without saying another word, looked after him, as a welcome visitor, who are struggling to serve, not forgetting about myself. Stephen had never seen that someone had eaten so much and not to give izamzanym ketchup and cream. Steve had to gently bite that had not oneself dirty, and his neighbor, eating carelessly, remained completely clean . . .

Steve decided somehow, when they learn better, ask how he did it. What would then hit his mother. From the door of the house ran a huge dog with yellow eyes. Steve nearly choked. He wanted to get his feet on a chair, and then climb the nearest tree. it was a diver with the face and jaws rotvellera Pit Bull - the association immediately came into his head.

But in reality, this terrible dog it was absolutely impossible not to compare. - Whats that? " - He exclaimed, pointing at the dog end of the sandwich. I have never seen such a rock. Daniel laughed, and threw the dog a sandwich.

Beast gracefully grabbed it on the fly, not migrated from the place one stroke the neck. His head jerked, as though devouring that resists and continues to live. Ketchup colored canines dog barking happily.

Steve froze in place, unable to tear from her eye. He is absolutely hunger. - I do not think, Steve, that you ever even see a rock. Because these dogs do not exist anymore!

The dog, too, stared at him, elongated neck and twitched his nose. - David, get me a tape! - He shouted. The dog disappeared into the house, and a couple of minutes back, his teeth on the handle huge, heavy tape. Putting it at the feet of the master, the dog lay down immediately, looking fondly eyes on the table. The owner put his paws a whole plateful of sandwiches, and then turned on the tape. The tape began to turn, poured a nice, soothing melody.

The young man involuntarily felt as if nothing disturbing in the surrounding his strange personality was not.

Peace enveloped his colorless mist. As half- asleep, when reality has already disappeared, giving way to dreams, but his mind had not yet left, flashing a weak spark, Stephen saw Daniel cut the cake, he pulls up a bit, pour into a large glass of red as blood wine. He raised his glass and looked at the wine into the light, Steve saw that it shone like a ruby in the sun.

Although the sun is not there. It is set behind the fluffy rain clouds, which made the evening gloom descended on the land before time. Somehow, not thinking more about the glowing wine, Stephen calmly drank it, and immediately felt a slight burning sensation in the mouth. As if the wine was hot, like coffee or tea. But, again, a moment later an unusual feeling disappeared. " Im probably sick and delirious" - thought Steve.

And, indeed, his head was beginning to break up, as happens at high temperature. - Can I water? - The guy is dispersed rubbed his forehead. - Water? Sorry, do not keep in the water. Would you like lemonade?

Obeying the command, scary dog brought into the teeth of an icy bottle of Coca- Cola. Drank from it, not forgetting to wipe with a cloth, which he handed Dan, humid place, remaining after the dogs mouth, Stephen felt better. Coca- Cola had a sobering effect upon him. He realized that a few hours sitting in the company are absolutely unknown to him man, who had long been silent, just looking at him.

Strange looks.

Steve was embarrassed, she looked at the dog, who was staring at the happy owner. - And this dog loves you very much, and listen.

Are not you afraid one day be without a hand? If he suddenly angry . . . Bulterery, they say, is horrible, but this dog seems to be much worse. Daniel laughed, throwing back his head. - What are you, hes my dog, and I am his boss. Can we change places?

Besides, he loves me, and give life, if I want. - And what you love most? - For no apparent reason asked Steve. - Yes, many. Others - hate or fear. Although it is often love and hate are so closely intertwined that it is difficult to develop some of the two dominant feelings in the individual.

And if you take the passion, to her often mixes revulsion. Love is often hard, but still, it all to aspire. - Daniel said slowly, looking into the distance, probably confiding to him their innermost thoughts.

Steve is accustomed to the restraint in relations, especially when talking strangers to each other.

Therefore, he again confused. - You look like an angel - suddenly escaped from Stephen. Having said this, he blushed with embarrassment and quickly shoved into his mouth even a sandwich and reached for the cake, as if to shut his mouth in the literal sense of the word. Dan poured him some more wine, not even turning. Steve was stunned. - How do you see where my glass, and how to guess his edge?

You could pour me a glass of wine, generally not looking at the table! Some focus. Steve felt a slight fear of being misunderstood what happened. - You are wrong - quickly replied Dan. I watched, only peripheral vision. Youre not looking at me, so you and thought.

Or maybe youre already a little drunk. Wine matured. He was more than a hundred years. - Lord Imagine how much did it then there must be! - Guy with involuntary respect looked at his companion. - Can I ask a question incorrect. - Speak up, I promise to keep you alive if you get . . . - Dan smiled, showing that his word - just a joke. - Do you, do you, that is . . .

Steve then a long silence, gathering courage, wondering whether to raise the issue at all. Finally, he decided, the curiosity is too tormented him. You have such an extraordinary person, that it is difficult at first glance to decide to whom it belongs, a woman or a man. - Yes, I already reported by the " good people" . You know, I always thought the beauty of a certain kind of ugliness. - I offended you? - Steve felt like a villain, who in return for their hospitality and a sumptuous dinner accuses his interlocutor that is given from birth and it is difficult to alter. Dans face grew serious in the eyes of clotted blue, splashed sadness.

He was ready to cry - at least so it seemed to Steve.

But, peering intently into his face, he realized that the daylight makes his eyes so shine.

As if they were full of tears.

He did not look at him and stared into nowhere, into one driven by his dark worlds . . . worlds of his thoughts. - Yes, I agree that I look strange . . .

Some of my appearance seem repulsive . . . - Not for me! - Stephen said quickly, not knowing why. I put people in a difficult position: they are painfully slow can not understand how me obraschatsya: Mr. or Miss, often restricted to neutral, like: " Hey, you, or something like that . . . " - I should not say this. I entered tactless. - Stephen said, more than anything else wishing to end this unpleasant conversation. - But honestly. Daniel looked at himself. - Okay, now Im male. - I think you . . .

Very beautiful! - Steve blushed. Ive never seen anyone more beautiful than you - stumbling, he continued to say it, thinking to myself, what does it fly its bite, and not whether she was mad. With a smile, but there was a silence, Dan poured him another glass. Steves last memory about that night was that they were with Dan passionately kissing.

Then he remembered himself standing on the other side of the gate. Deng calmly, coolly, as if nothing unusual had happened, invited him to visit him when he wants.

As he reached the house, and had told him about this mother, left a dark stain. All night I dreamed Steve very bad dreams. The key to his dreams was a fire. He saw the inside of craters of volcanoes, at a time when lava began to erupt. I saw a kernel of distant stars.

He dreamed of countless fires. In his dream he heard the noise of burning wood, the smell of burning flesh.

His mouth was thick, but not the strength to stand up The next morning in their small town there was a case of self- immolation attracted to their small American town a lot of reporters. Purley Atkins, a very pretty girl, the queen of local discos and parties, went to the lake. Beside him, a half- day found her shoes, skirt, blouse and pants in a pile of ashes.

Earth and the grass around the blackened by the intense heat. Ash formed the contours of seductive female body. Woman found only in the teeth.

Meadow - a favorite spot for picnics - fenced in, the police, the FBI scurried around with a bewildered faces. People have the impression that the police had a favorite gesture of shrugging his shoulders, and, idiotically puzzled face. Steve stood in the forefront of the curious. He vaguely remembered his dream, but I tried even in thought not to carry out logical parallels.

He kept his eyes like ashes, like a woman, fanned by the wind as he hastily collected in bags. He almost vomited. In the evening a mysterious force pulled him to the house of a neighbor.

The silence that reigned around him surprised. Such still air usually prevails in cemeteries, or in confined spaces.

There was no audible beeps cars off the road, no chirping of birds, even the rustle of leaves. There was not even the wind.

Raw, gray gloom wrapped in leaves . . . " I guess I have lost his nerve - he thought Steve . - So I think all terrible. The gate swung slowly, but screeched. As if obeying some unknown force, the guy went inside, breathing heavily, quickly walked past the bushes reach out for him ravenous paws - a branch.

The door of the house was open, so much that she had been discovered by someone running away. Anxiety gripped Steve. Concerned for his friend, he immediately ran into the house, instead of what would call him, waiting on the threshold The house was dark. On the street a cloud covered the sky.

Trees scratched on the window, as if sharpening his claws on them.

Squeak, squeak. A spiral staircase leading upstairs.

Steve looked around, opened the kitchen door: washed dishes lay on the shelves, no one.

With her heart beat, mad Steve yelled: " Dan! " And he ran upstairs. When you open the door, Steve fell back sharply, as if almost stepped on a snake. On the bed, prostrate, lay the naked body of Daniel Linens on the bed was of white silk, why all the anatomical details stood out especially clearly.

Narrow hips, white leather, the triangle of hair at the bottom.

Steve felt the heat, flow in all its organs. He suddenly realized that he saw the body of a hermaphrodite.

Under the male members were ruby vagina . . . Dan, as in delirium whispered strange words in Latin. The dog had pushed him onto the bed.

Horrified, he tried to escape, but Dan grabbed him and drew to itself. Hot kiss almost brought a guy crazy. - Help me complete the ritual, otherwise burned and rugi people . . . A lot of people! Steve was beside himself, pounced on the body.

Passion to make his case, the strangeness of the situation, sex, added thrills. But what awaits him then? That same demon, devil spawn, he kills him!

So Steve was trying harder to tire him, kissed and caressed as possible dolshe.

Silnee. Slowing down your orgasm. But the excitement turned stronger.

He finished, and sprawled on the bed exhausted . . .

Thats the end - vaguely thought emu. No Daemon, jumped up, stood on the sill.

The fire burned the house from lightning. From the window came down the heat, where he was Hell. The tall, gleaming gold mountains, steaming volcanoes, emitting smoke and lava flowing down the blood down to black.

Language of light: blue, like a cubbyhole, yellow like the sun, orange like fire . . Demon mounted on the dog became the winged creatures, and fly a farewell glance says a lot about having fun. About love . . .

When the firemen carried the body of Steves house, they noticed with astonishment that it, in spite of the almost completely burned down the house, not a single burn. But when they carried him out through the window, the house a few minutes later completely disintegrated, scattering a pile of coals.

- What do the stars? - The judge looked at the Elder astrologer. Senior Astrologer looked into his record stood.

In the hall of deathly silence reigned. Press, townsfolk, lawyers, defendants, witnesses - everyone looked at the man who now verdict. Senior Astrologer understood the importance of the moment, so no hurry.

Judicial artist hastily made sketches.

Gray wrinkled face astrologer pretty easy to appear on a white sheet.

Aquiline nose, sunken cheeks, a huge wart and almost colorless eyes old man - that was the portrait of a man, terrifying everyone in this country. It all started innocently enough.

Horoscopes astrologers first no one took seriously. Initially, their predictions and projections appeared exclusively in the tabloids.

However, people gradually became accustomed to the fact that when meeting more often it was necessary to clarify and then, under what zodiac sign you were born. Faith in the predictions of astrologers kept growing. Already reputable journals provide their acreage forecasts for the country, under the analysis of motives of politicians and businessmen.

Astrologers were in vogue.

Increasingly, along with a visit to a doctor or a psychologist, people resorted to the services of interpreters of the stars and their influence on human life.

Once one of the official channels after weather forecasts showed, and astrological forecast for the week. It has become fractures.

Commercial firms, which are sometimes called astrologers for help, began to take people back to work only in accordance with the sign of the zodiac, which belonged to potential employees. The scandal broke when applying for a?

4elenie directing a creative university was denied the candidate just because he was born under the sign of Pisces. The university decided that it this year is only suitable scales. Entrant sued.

He was joined lawsuits dismissed workers, as well as those who refused to work for the same reasons.

At trial, the Association of Astrologers statistically proven that their recommendations are valid. Sixty percent of even the most difficult forecasts - that is the probability of fidelity to their recommendations. Plaintiffs were denied their claims, moreover, they had to pay money to the Association for the injury to her non- pecuniary damage.

Policy appreciated this point. Within a short time when the government appeared Astrological Council.

Budget, international contacts, war and truce - all done now with the participation of Astrological Council. In ordinary life, astrologers generally began to meet at every step. To marry only with their recommendations to work and study recruited only with their consent. Now everything is solved stars.

Or rather - their interpreters. And only in the army continued to recruit, regardless of the sign of the zodiac.

Somehow unnoticed life has become dull and boring.

People opened up in the morning my horoscope, it was written, what to do, what not to do. People have followed these recommendations. How great is that you have the head does not hurt to make a decision! All of you agreed.

Do you drink a lot? Such karma!

Put on weight? This here is my zodiac sign!

Simple answers to any questions. The state has introduced relevant legislation, and to live outside the horoscope was equal to live outside the law. Cyrus fell in love with Talia. Thalia - a beautiful name, thin, melodious, extraordinary.

In Talia was impossible not to fall in love. One voice what cost. Soft, gentle, he took heart in his arms and clenched so tightly that it is still a long night could not calm down. Cyrus met with Talia on the waterfront.

Cyrus was in a hurry to work when he saw an unusual scene: a white dress and white gulls circling around. Cyrus stopped the car and some time could not recover. Who is this sunny girl who feeds the seagulls in such a cloudy day? And why in such a light dress? Cyrus never with anyone not acquainted himself.

Usually fully trusted program dating, standing on his home computer. But today, without knowing why, he got out and approached the girl. Where only the courage come from? - Hello, my name is Cyrus. And you? - Talia.

Interesting you dating method.

And then there was day, the day which stretched like an eternity. They roamed the streets, went into a bakery and returned to the river and fed the seagulls. - Do not stop until you feed every cup of tea! - Talia laughed.

And Kira wanted to do the same. Because gulls are so many means to stop is not soon. - Your documents! Terrible hail of police patrol brought Kira from a fairy tale. Still not knowing what he does, Cyrus handed his passport. Thalia gave her.

With the residence permit was all right, but here the fifth Count . . . - Do you fish? On what basis are meeting with the Virgin? - So I did . . . - You know perfectly well that it is immoral, - Then - the fine? The policemen laughed. - Hey, you guys fine not get off. Just yesterday, on the recommendation of the Council of Astrological law was passed, whereby without the permission of the Council can not meet the citizens of inconsistent signs of the zodiac.

Do you have this permission? Permission was not there. Cyrus and Talia was taken to the station. Perhaps they would be released and if Cyrus did not get angry at the remark, the girl thrown by police. Now heres Kira tried for resisting the law and for a meeting with the citizen with inconsistent sign of the zodiac.

Cyrus sat in the dock, often looking back.

There sat Thalia, which has long been released on bail. At the waist were influential relatives.

Cyrus wanted to quickly get out of here. He was tired of sitting in prison and wanted to chance.

There he waited for Thalia. To hell with horoscopes, to spit on the order. In general, about this and he has already expressed his eldest Astrologers, when before the hearing they had a talk. The old man already turned green with anger, when Cyrus says it all.

In vain, perhaps, Cyrus so fired up, after all of this old man controls his life. And how will it be. In the end, when he was released on probation, he slip away from this country as soon as possible. Along with Thalia, of course.

Senior Astrologer looked around the room, cleared his throat.

Hand adjusted the white bow, put on his glasses and began to read the opinion of the Council of Astrologers. - Astrology - science of sciences, which gives an understanding of how to live a modern society, how to live a modern man. The neglect of the laws of astrology, the device itself facing troubles of our country. We all remember the case when the catastrophe hit a passenger train.

No one survived. And why? The astrologer looked at the judge. He shivered as if he is to blame for the accident. - And all because the driver was a Libra. And who will entrust to manage Libra passengers?

In the hall of approving noise. - The defendant knew the basic laws of astrology and, in spite of this, went to a strange girl who had asked her zodiac sign and got to know her. Hum in the room. - Not only is this girl and he was provoked by an illegal act, because the girl was not yet 21 years old, meaning she was a minor! Defender Cyrus nervously fidgeted in his chair. Something it has to turn ominous. - Reviewing the evidence the suspect lives, studying his horoscope, as well as studying horoscopes of his parents, who analyzed the state of the planets and the gravity of the offense, the Board recommends Astrologers make the defendant the most stringent penalty. Shot.

Cyrus, before sitting with deliberate indifference to what is happening, looked at the astrologer. He smiled. Imperceptibly, just enough to taunt was spotted by Cyrus. Room was silent for a while. And suddenly the room exploded.

Noise, noise, shouting journalists. The judge turned pale. Never before have the decision of the Council of Astrologers were not as stringent. Cyrus was just the first.

Cyrus led through the passage. But he saw nothing but eyes full of tears waist. - I love you, Cyrus. - Sear her lips. - I love you, Thalia. The next morning, newspapers carried an article about the wisdom and loyalty to the Councils decisions astrologers. And it really is. Here there were two incompatible for a persons horoscope.

And where does it lead? By the death of one of them. Love, death, war, friendship, work, reading - all just according to zodiac signs. By the way, but who are you to sign?

Copyright Kozyrev Oleg ( gagman@ mail. ru)

I - star. No, do not pop any starlets, not an upstart, nouveau riche. No.

His title of " star" I earned. Earn sweat and, often, by the way, the blood. Moreover, his own.

The fact that I - actor. And Hollywood is not primitive, but with most, that neither is a cool film company in the world: the Yalta film studio. Remember how no one famous studio was the first in the world?

During the Great jump ( 1991- 1996) , when at the end of the 91st former citizens safely izdohshey evil empire of the USSR rose and cut free and clear of all Communists, gangsters and politicians, as well as all family members listed above, began a sharp recovery. Oh, what a time! The new policy, remember well what was tipped past, afraid to take bribes and steal out of the budget, not to mention sverhshirokomasshtabnyh robberies on the energy market.

All is well remembered as family members of one high- ranking energovorovki, as well as the information itself, a compact " sit down" at stake with the expectation that each Impalement creature saw ghost all the other " comrades in the stakes. " Itself is a thief, I remember, long she screamed at stake, they say, it is the MP, saying it has no jurisdiction, so yes, in the end and had died . . . So, the new policy, of thieves and murderers, what were the former, have become genuine servants of the people. New gangsters are now solved, except that " change in his pockets tyrit, risking, in case if they get in, lose some body part or organ. First of all, caught on their first time emasculate, lest Tainted heredity was not able to appear in future generations. If prestyu.

Fnik not let up and caught the next time you pay for all the proven harm done to them . . . their bodies, left them in a bank of organs for transplantation. By the way, the criminals treated very carefully, not beaten, tortured, like the old, shot in the late 91st cops- sadists. The food was " donors" - how to slaughter and strictly on the recommendations of modern nutrition. In fact, as you can ruin hen that lays the golden eggs . . . and including?

Of course, content, nutrition, pre- and postoperative care, and the operation itself were expensive, but the criminals and it is paid by the very highest level - all the same bodies. Those who are no longer of any interest to the bank officials, however, the offense once again was caught, sent for processing, say, the dog food.

So criminals forced to serve the community in which they live. As for the communists, the red fascists more for some reason no one came . . . With that dealt a lot easier: All the healthy bodies - in the bank, carrion - for dog grub! . . Against the background of these and many other beneficial socio- political transformation and to create conditions favorable for the Great leap.

Hardly anyone from readers forgot how everything happened, so I think it makes no sense to recall. I can only say that because of a sharp economic takeoff, the domestic film industry also gained a hitherto unseen in any country of the world turns. Why is the largest film studio on the planet was once just goner Yalta?

Millions of economists still breaking spears, arguing on this topic. Im inclined to a more simple answer: a number of favorable factors, conveniently superimposed on each other, and gave the studio the very necessary impetus to development. In short, just lucky . . . The Great Leap has radically changed the fate of many people. Including mine.

Even in the 91st, I humbly batrachil several publications, immodestly calling themselves an independent journalist. To be honest, journalism education I had, rather, did not have a diploma, certifying the receipt thereof by me. However, Im not the first nor my last of those who work chooses itself.

From childhood I did not let journalism. At school, almost from the first years, I had to work on creating wall newspapers, to be young corrs ( young reporter) in the city newspaper " Kochegarka. A bit later, but still at school I started a literary work.

Many students write a poem. Why do only what I call the fruits of their manuscripts to a literary work? Simple. Literally from the first line it dawned on me - it is so serious as it can be very serious HM Life! No attempt was made to work - I always wrote as if under inaudible to anyone more dictation someone had left the world of the classics of Soviet literature.

I have never had drafts, and editing, as such, almost not there. Incidentally, in the press I also publish without a single edits from the editors.

How could I, a poor and, hence, by vocation from God, one might say, a writer and journalist, became an actor? If I say that this was a deliberate choice - lie to. Actually, in my life, His Majesty The case plays an important, if not decisive, role. In some regular election somewhere there, took part including the then director of the Yalta film studio.

And since that time I was already very tightly involved in PR- ohms ( ie, the formation of public opinion) , and was quite famous in certain circles as a PR- technologist level is high enough, it would need my services, and referred to the Director.

When they started talking about price, I immediately called her: one of the main roles in the movie was made.

Director of Studio grunted, played complexion, and setting a condition on a wholly actor professionalism on my part and success in the election, reluctantly agreed. He became a deputy, I have passed tests and got, I hope, forever, in the world of cinema, becoming an integral part of the shining world. The six hard years of continuous and sweat, as I have noticed quite often and blood - given their results. Now, it is difficult to know whether the world me, because I work at the Yalta film studio, or Yalta film studio known for me.

Well, it does not matter. It is important that, in the end, I have achieved in life everything he wanted. Absolutely everything!

I have all, whatsoever.

Best mansions, yachts, dozens of islands . . . I change cars, such as gloves, and women more often - they are cheaper and, moreover, a perishable commodity. I have such power, which had never dreamed of any president. I am omnipresent ( movie) , omnipotent ( the media, including television and radio companies and hundreds of their own, newspapers and magazines) and omniscient ( public service monitoring and personal safety) . . . . . . Im afraid of only one . . . wake up . . . . . .

Gray, a kind of putrid shade, dawn peered into the window of my rented room. I looked around and realized . . .

Im still awake . . .

It all started when I found incriminating evidence in his sisters computer, video files, it was fucking peasants, and I understood got money for it. My elder sister, 18 years old, slim brunette, breast, third in size, very sexy girl that has developed beyond his years. I am 14 years old and I was very happy that now I have my own slave sister, and she will udoletvoryat my sexual needs, I will not describe how long she was surprised that I learned of her activities or hobbies, and I did not understand. - And what do you want? - Angry my future whore. - Youll do as I say, and his mother did not know, so lets suck to begin with - I was pleased and smiled, my sister did not resist, and embarking on his knees pulled out his penis from my pants. She maliciously shoved my cock into her mouth and began to quickly move your head, I put a hand on her head and strongly pressed, she resisted, but it was no use, even when those damn start choking I still deeply thrust his unit into her throat. - Schas . . already . . konchaaaayu! - I began to pour out his sperm in my throat Setra, she broke away and started coughing, spitting sperm. - I could suffocate. - Screaming sister. - Stupid, why do not swallow - I hit that whore in the face, she fell to the floor. - I think still need to tell the mother. - I laughed. - No, wait, I did that for like, well, Ill swallow. - It was strange to see my sister so embarrassed, but I liked it. - Okay, now lie on the bed and take off panties, theyll no longer need. - All I said was done, this whore knowing what would lay on the bed and spread her legs, I opened her appearance pizdenki her sex gubka. E7vali me from such a spectacle, I stood up again.

I lost no time and quickly put into it and started fucking, no sentimentality, just fucked so hard, Im poking his dick into her welcoming cunt, her cave was already wet, apparently she liked to suck me. - Yes, how cool, you have such a pussy, so narrow and wet, Ill finish it. - When my sister heard this, he immediately began to kick. - Fool, not me, not finish in me. - But I did not listen to that whore and only became a member of the faster drive. - Finish. - I groaned. - Neeeet - squealing sister podomnoy. I held his hips this little whore, and began to pour out their sperm in the vagina sister was a wonderful feeling to finish in her pussy, which gripped me in and demanded a thick seed. My sister is no longer kick, he realized that the worst has already happened. - So good, in you my sperm, how feelings. - Youre an idiot, but I can fly, your happiness that I have proivozochatochnoe. - I took a member of the sister, there was a gurgling sound from her pussy flowed my sperm, it was great spectacle, as of razdrochenoy pussy is flowing this whitish liquid.

My sister got up quickly and began to rummage in the drawer, I watched as she sits on his haunches and her crotch flowing seed, sister took pills and swallowed one. So thats where she keeps protivozochatochnye, but I have a plan, this fool and not guess about anything. - Hope managed - tired moo it. - In the morning wake me up blow job, understood? - I enjoyed talking to this rude bitch, it was too late and I went to bed, I was just in seventh heaven.

I woke up at night and making sure that his sister was asleep, he decided to carry out their plan, and went into the bathroom and opened a first aid kit, vitamins found that they were very similar to the tablets which are swallowed sister.

So I changed my vitamins with protivozochatochnym, for it will be very interesting surprise - with these thoughts, I rather sleep. The next morning I woke up from a pleasant feeling of warmth and moisture on the penis, as I told my sister this morning she told me to suck her head Poma up and down, sucked deeper and deeper, her throat compresses the penis, its saliva is conveyed in my trunk. - Yes, right now, I finish. - I force planted in his sisters throat member and started down the sperm, a few minutes his sister was still sucking the remnants of the seed. - Wait, do not swallow yet. - I stopped by my sister, I wanted to look like this whore in the mouth showing off a thick white liquid. This damn with a strange joy opened his mouth, he was completely flooded with sperm, I dipped a finger into a small white lake, then wiped his finger on his lip whore and gave her a sign, she swallowed all that was in her whorish mouth, now in her stomach. This huesoska wanted to leave, but I stopped her. - I am not allowed, suck until I had enough. - Even though my unit was not ready, but it was nice to feel the enveloping, warm mouth sisters, she worked as a pump and a half hours, I once again finished in her mouth to his sister, she went all swallowed and smiled, I think she really liked it all. - Well its time to go to school and does not dress pants today. - I did not want to go, because I wanted to fuck her sister, but today was a Friday, so I quickly sat out a few lessons, sometimes watching his sister studying there the same day I ordered her not to wear shorts, and she fulfilled my request, I went to her with Zadeh and lifted her skirt, it had no clothes, that make me very excited and wanted to wear out this blyadinu.

I came home, my sister came before, she had fewer lessons and what was my surprise when the house was his mother, but then I calmed down, she said that it would not be until Sunday and went, and now his sister was at my disposal. I grabbed my sister- slut and held her in the room, threw on the bed and ordered to undress. - Now Ill fuck you whole weekend, so you can eat your protivazochatochnye. - Sister was frightened and quickly climbed into the cabinet found, but these were not contraceptives, and vitamins, I reversed them even at night. - Lets lie down and spread his legs, you do not get out of bed all day. - I immediately undressed and went to his sister, with a flourish, stuck in her term, and began to fuck hard. - Wait, I have not warmed up. - Moaning sister. - Shut up and squeeze her whorish vagina my dick harder. - Was such a thrill, the vaginal wall so violently squeezed my dick, I just groaned and clenched her thighs strongly prodded in her term, feeling that soon I will finish in pussy sisters, I growled. - Yes. damn, I finish with you, take my sperm ahaaa so drained. - My dick and started shooting thick cum in my sister, I thought it would never end in 5 or 6 shots in the young queens sister and I went limp, her pizdenka gripped me. It seems she also finished, but I did not care and I fell asleep. I do not know how much time had passed, but when I woke up I felt that I wanted to once again send a portion of this blyadinu. I started to move inside the vagina, it was still in my semen, as his cock felt great humidity inside the sister in me was so much excitement that I have finished several times, from my sister I have not heard anything but quiet groans, and I poured poured into his sister sperm portion for portion, I began to feel that her stomach liter of fluid, because of such a number of my cock began to push out, but I do not want to leave the cozy vagina. - Grabbed me from behind his legs. - I barked at her sister, she did, her legs clasped my ass and with force threw the last remnants of the sperm into the womb whores, and fell on her, I began to suck her nipple, and sweetly fell asleep holding his mouth womens breasts. ( Continued follow, unless of course someone like the first story and will be assessing.

" In one of the directors of schools a group of students performed some serious work - making short historical film. When installing suddenly opened ba . . . " . . . We went into a large office computer, she closed with a key for us the door.

I walked over to her desk, she came to me, held my body hands th . . . " Wifes mother does blowjob father- in- front of my nose, it s * ck darted between her lips in a few inches from my eyes. I was so fascinated this action, that . . .

Most of all I do not like family meetings, especially at the dinner table, when all the household consider their sole responsibility to point out your mistakes and bad manners. After such idylls me for some reason there is an overwhelming feeling to call friends, buy a pack of cigarettes and sit in a pleasant atmosphere filled with beer, tobacco smoke and fun.

But the worst - its family holidays, especially me, I hate their birthdays Their relatives.

Moreover, having to run around shopping and spending money on all sorts of rubbish, utter stupid toast when even the alcohol is more like a poison of a rattlesnake than a drink of rest ( besides never cared much to be adults with something that does not have himself and what they were unlikely to reach) so more and you can not escape from this torture, citing a full stomach or an unfulfilled homework. Od- ever, today was just such a day - Birthday brother of my grandmother, whom I had not seen for several years. Our one- bedroom apartment have never differed in size, and I still wonder how, without the intervention of modern technology, there were huddled all the uncles, aunts, nephews and other relatives of all types and stripes. My ears were ready to break away from the head and hide somewhere deep under the sofa, from the constant remarks like: " How youve grown! " , " What a nice boy! " , " Why so thin? " . Last sparkling with all the colors drop, bringing a little light and joy into the cave of darkness and despair, namely, self- pity to fade away, and along with it and all interest in everything going on, when the labyrinth of gloom I pulled out my fathers voice: - Well, we give our word, and a philosopher? ( By the way, I really studied at the Faculty and the problem with the stagnancy of speech has never complained, but did not like to declaim coerced. ) Relatives, similar to the laughing hyenas, supported my dad: - Yes, Alex, tell a few words, do not hurt his uncle Andrew. - But the words that faith- telis Language Uncle Andrew would not be very pleased, and still had to grit my teeth, put his desire to go somewhere deeper and begin to depict the likeness of the speaker. - On this auspicious day, I want to raise a glass of champagne and wish her dear uncle, so he got something he has not yet been able to achieve ( see you sad smile Aunt Nadia! ) And that all obstacles in its path Andrew overcame play Chi, not staining the honor, conscience and dignity to his aura of masculine beauty and strength is always surrounded by such a remarkable person, bring good luck, joy and happiness.

It seems that this stupid set of words still impressed. In general, all the guests wanted it so little to add to my speech, more like a raving drunken lunatic, that I managed to jump out of the unseen behind the table, get dressed and jump in saving semi- darkness of the evening city. The first delay is always the most pleasant, it seems, before the air was stale and against- nym, but when you add to this terrible cocktail of sweet tobacco smoke life again begins to seem quite bearable thing. And once in the headphones starts playing luminescence bimaya music, no man is happier than you! But this time was different, no cigarettes, or even DEATH- METAL, which by its nature must kill any thoughts and feelings are not rescued from a sense of someone elses gaze.

And this view is not like a sighing a secret admirer.

At first I tried to relax, but nothing came of it, and a slight dislike threatened to turn into a panic: - About the Gods, whats happening to me? All these Their relatives, none so quality- tively not get a man to spoil the mood!

And the devil them, I think, I deserved rest, and no power I will not spoil it! ( We can only laugh at his ex- necks self- confidence, practice has shown that a higher power can ruin everything, no matter how indestructible as it seems. ) And then it seemed unnecessary philosophy, deciding that the best holiday - a decent snack bar and a good company I went to his former classmate, Arthur.

Not only is this amazing guy is not just pulled me out of the failure of such bottomless grief and despair, when life seemed bottomless smelly Bolo that in which we fall, deeper and deeper, as yet, and knew all the taverns in the area. The house Turik was only ten minutes walk away, and all this time I was under the supervision of an unknown observer. However, to my great surprise, Arthur was not at home. Moreover, he is a mobile home left!

And yet I had a backup plan - Nadia. In this wonderland- term girlfriend, I met not so long ago, but has already managed to accumulate a tight bag rosy dreams and far- reaching plans.

But after a few minutes later I found out that " The device you are calling is switched off or out of network coverage. " Watching me, language turns to call this man exists, it seems, burst out laughing. And then I was seized by some kind of evil joy, what with me had never happened: - And you all go into the depths of natural concentrator waste!

I, and one can not break away from the full program! Having shown the middle finger of his secret " admirer" I went into the first bar, with not too rosy name - " the veil of darkness" . And he crossed the threshold, immediately realized that the title bar was well- deserved.

The soft twilight enveloped like weightless savannah sex drifted mist color of dried blood, and a bar and did was a pile of human bones and skulls. I looked at the dance floor, already anticipating a mental slap in the address of degenerates, passed through his brain music that poisons the mind and consciousness burns - electronics. And so it remained standing with his mouth open. On the battlefield ( that is, for the dance floor was littered with bodies of fallen warriors, swords and armor rotted! ) By DARK- WAVE slowly circled the dance girl, dressed in black transparent dress and the boys, dressed in a kind of Gothic armor. This dance is so fascinated that neither turn away, not even close my eyes had not the strength.

And the confidence that Ill never be close to those twitching plebeians, a few minutes ago towered insurmountable stone wall began to crumble rapidly. - Young man, can you still join us? - This was the last straw. Well, as you can refuse a beautiful girl, which calls upon you to dance? As soon as my feet touched the dance floor, the fog blew over, began to climb higher, in my ears heard someone hiss, and the neck like a silk noose tightened. Skyrocketed.

Fall. Beat. After a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity, I still managed to unstick ever. The head is still reeling from the blow, and his body went on strike, on- off refusing to obey orders. However, what is revealed gaze, forced to forget everything.

I was lying on a sunny meadow, in the embrace of Mother Nature. And every blade of grass, each particle winds were hurrying to fill the body force, and soul intoxicating joy and happiness. - Well, looks like survivors . . . and then I waited so long, long ago it was necessary to cut a vein or jump off the roof . . . - but my inappropriate post - Come on, pretty soon we shall have fun, as I understand it. Sounds like you have just revived! - What? - His voice hoarse, and his thoughts reminded bustle mice voles in the mating season . - Where am I? And what the hell is going on here? - Do not swear in the presence of ladies, is not culturally.

By the way my name is Natalia, but friends call me Shadow. - The girl was almost ideal of beauty ( for the ideal incarnation- tion is available only to God) .

Thick black hair wrapped figure, which would envy even photomodel. Big brown eyes with interest and even with plutovskoyiskorkoy. A delicate features were able to swoon, even the demons of hell! - Yes, so romantic, I do not yet know. - They say the first sign of desperation - a loss of sense of humor, and look helpless, and yes even before such a beautiful girl Im not going. - Very nice, but I Lehoy name. By the way, not podskazhesh what a wonderful place that I do here and how much it will cost a game, and then with the finances I have some difficulties. - Its ridiculous. - Natalia awarded me sincere charming smile . - A beat youre gonna lie, too? - And the smile turned into an ironic joke. - What?

Fight! Madam, you are me, probably with someone confused, all my military experience - not much, fights, for which, incidentally, panting my friends. Thats write a couple of pompous phrases it, please, and fight No, Ill pass. - Its funny, we have appeared in the ranks of comedians.

And you is not busy at night, could go somewhere. - But then our eyes met, and Shadow realized that my confusion is very real, - Wait, so youre not joking? Are you the first time? Who is your guide and how did you get here? - Excuse me, of course, that interfered, but I just could not get through to any one of the friends went for a walk alone, I saw a club with an attractive title and decided to go, have a few beers.

Then began that strange, this dance, fog, and here I am. And yet, from the moment I left the house with me always someone watching.

This verbal diarrhea has ended, and I debila eyes stared at her companion. - It can not be ours, as you call them, club, invisible to the eye a normal person. And just to see it, we need exceptional talent - feel the subtle astral thread, beset our planet.

And enter there the first time is possible only with a guide. Did you like this ceremony, decided to drink beer!

However, nothing in our lives just so happens . . . My fate has a habit of interrupting the interesting conversation, separate friends, erase the gray dust bright and romantic moments. And now, this powerful villain decided not to make exceptions.

Meet us on the hill rose the tall, broad man of about twenty- five- tee. Such personalities often flaunt on the cover of fashion glossy magazines. But, unlike them, our new guest muscles were filled with hidden power, at any moment ready to break out, rather than medication. Usually, these people are full of pride and vanity, but the voice of a warrior ( and what this guy is a warrior doubt I somehow did not arise) sounded cold and indifferent: - Who of you Shadow?

Realizing that nothing good can not expect I tried to stretch out the time and talk unexpected guest. - Excuse me, but the shadow cast all the objects and you really so sure that someone of us is the one you are looking for. The more that the shade has no distinguishing marks and clear outlines. But the builder seems to be caught without a sense of humor. And pommel of the sword, known as it turned out he had in his hand, pierced my nose.

Then everything happened like in a nightmare: the scarlet drops of blood, turning into weightless mist from the grass, the fiery pain, Raska- lyvayuschaya skull into small pieces and rapidly approaching the earth. But soon the pain and dizziness receded, even his nose was not broken.

I once saw a guy not in a happy to be in the wrong place at wrong time, hit it like I mi- Nute ago. The only difference is that instead of steel pommel of the sword was a heavy one and a half lead brass knuckles.

They said that this " lucky" before the arrival of ambulance lolled on same- stkoy cold asphalt scales, choking on blood and tears. And given the speed with co- Torah is usually operated by our doctors, poor agonized for a long time. However, I have a few minutes later, has stood firm on his legs and could not believe my eyes. During filming the spectacle, which I opened, producers of special effects trendy Hollywood films, without thinking, they would sell the soul, heart and other important components of the human body. Now I realized that the name Natalia received well- deserved: her movements were so- smooth and fast that it blurred the outlines of the body, I even thought that now that she is somehow instantly move between the layers of the world that I would come- o incredible speed and because of its impact.

Bodybuilders front covered something like ice armor, right after exuding strength and firmness.

A sword decorated with frosted- Vym patterns, glittering like the soul of a saint. - Run! - Natalias voice, resounded in his ear, brought me out of shock, confusion barbed wire extending to my body.

A moment later, just a few millimeters from my necks whizzed ice sword. And now my own skin was to find out all the benefits of this wonderful murder weapon. - My neck and right shoulder entangled web of ice that had fallen from the blade.

Then the spider threads began to thicken, growing a tiny ice spikes, squeezing his throat, like a fancy relentless snake. Her legs gave way, in the eyes of the dark, came a gasp, marsh mud plastering all the airways, and the thorns grew and grew, piercing the skin, tearing ligaments. Drops of blood rolled down on her hands, watering the grass, ruby rain.

On his shoulder lay the heavy hand of death, who called the world of rest and relaxation. - How insulting to die, losing such a fantastic place, not protecting the girl. How hard to die without fulfilling his duty by becoming a burden to others, realizing that the hundred- novishsya just another dead body, which will still be thrown in a landfill decomposition shihsya bones, rotting skulls and lost souls . . . And then something happened. Ice spikes scattered into small pieces, releasing the tortured body. The air is crystal clean wave broke into the lungs, again filling the soul of light and thirst for life.

Nearby stood Natalia, her whole body was covered with bleeding scratches, breathing became hoarse and broken. - Run, you fool! I can not save you forever! - With these words, shadow bent and struck a severe blow la steel heel in the temple to his opponent. However, the only Pochat- nulsya and reverse backswing hit Natalia directly in the solar plexus. Poor warrior bent in half and threw a few meters. A man who called Natalia icy death, triumphantly raised his sword and went to the immobilized opponent.

In truth, I never differed reckless courage, always listened to the first los reason and instinct for survival, rather than heroic thoughts.

But now seems to be a turning point: the death anyway someday will take us into their dark abode, and Id- Tee with her, holding the heart of such goods as the savior of death, Im not going to.

However, what I could to oppose the ideal assassins eloquence? And yet I want nothing more residual valos. - Hey, lover of Snow Maidens, I believe that to finish off an opponent who is down, especially if it is a girl, not a man. Let us first with me!

Bodybuilder turned slowly, it seems, on his lips appeared a sort of smiling- ki: - I accept your challenge, just give his true name. - Sacred, behold as my true power! Lord, that I am, well, pray tell, what power? Rather, much power . . . and this pompous nickname, it was necessary to invent something pooriginalnee . . . I knew that after a few moments an icy sword will break the thread of my life, but in my opinion, this is better than living with a poisonous sword of betrayal in his heart.

At our course was given a couple of lessons of psychological pressure, but I somehow doubt that my words for- ronyat undermining the will to win the germ of doubt in the soul of his executioner. Then again, something happened - a terrible pain in his wrist broke traditional flickering thoughts before making a void in his heart. His eyes danced red circles.

Brush the bones began to de- formed, growing and tapered, tearing the skin like a cheap rotten per- gament. Blood sparkling streams rushed down, wrapping his fingers, covering nails scarlet film, rainbow shining in the rays of spring sun.

And soon, from each hand stuck on four long bone claws, covered with some intricate runes. The pain slowly dissolves, I regained the ability to think soberly, and the body was filled with power and ease. I did not understand what was happening, thinking that now is something not take, will have to deal criminologists, and just jumped ahead.

Leap- Xia received a fantastic, flying a few meters, I was behind his opponent.

Looking back, I saw that the place where only what was my mortal body, is a smashed a frozen land. Bodybuilder clearly not expecting this turn of events, yes, I do not expect! And yet, he was a professional destroyer of others lives. His impact was almost perfect.

However, it is " almost" that saved my aching soul from parting with torn flesh. I do not know, I helped my jump last hope, or a higher power smiled at me. Everything happened in a split second: Ice Sword, raging like an adder, with iridescent pearly light ice flakes, rushed in anticipation of a fatal bite in the throat. I turned away, the blade was held in just a few inches from the neck and stabbed in the shoulder.

This text is about me and my girlfriend, about a little audacity and vezenie. Vse it happened in the summer of 2004 go. Togda I was 15 and Im only thinking of sekse. V next door lived the dream of any teenager, all sink down at her, and I did not isklyucheniem.

Ee Sonya. Vse name as it should, chest, butt, height, her face were on top, and another one! Sometimes she came walking into our dvor. Na that moment I had with it were the relationships: - Hello! " , hello" " bye" " Bye! " Well, in general you ponyali.

No one night when I went home, I met her with her friend, she said that tomorrow I have not forgotten, and gave her disk ( I do not remember which one) . I reluctantly soglasilsya. Ne know that I knocked in the head, but Im coming home, decided to treat her this way and disk. Ya sdelal.

Vsyu short doroguya thought to nee. Kogda she opened the door, I realized that she recently came home to her odezhde.

Ona was in a pink skirt and little white blouse, which shone through her already grown- size grud. - Well, why are you standing? this beautiful- I like it there, drive pprinnes! , I said neuverenno. V that time I started playing as hormones, that as much as his head swam, as if to hit her with a hammer, and not one raz. - Well, okay, youll be telling me, not in this case has come, right? " I was speechless. A hormone made themselves felt more and more, I stood ukopannyy. No came to the maximum point, the point when all the hormones seemed to fly out tebya.

Ya slowly approached her and pressed her to her own door, killing her unwanted slova. Na machine, I kissed her in zasos.

Uzhe a second I thought that now begins hysterical and screaming, afraid of problems with their parents ( they are to my happiness was not yet home! That lucky . . . ) , but no, she just one otvetila. Ne I remember how much we kissed there, I remember when she invited me to go to kvartiru. Ya READILY soglasilsya.

Kvartira her beautiful, very correct, so skazat. Provedya my room, Sonia told her to wait a little, that I was cracking patience delat. Ona went to her room pereodetsya. Ya meanwhile sat in a large kreslo. I then came that moment, she appeared in a white robe, beneath which, as it turned out, was nothing but red trusikov.

Ona slowly approached me and sat down beside him. We are again united in a passionate potselue. Poka we kissed She moved to me, just sat her beautiful ass in my chlen. Yasno that she felt the it, but its not a bit afraid of any ( I think) . I slowly moved his right hand under gown, or rather strove to its siskam.

Menya more aroused by the fact that Sonia was not lifchika. Ya began to massage her right breast, Sonia from it became a little moan and me, it was strongly zavodit. Potom I put my hand to the pubis, later to the most pubic hair was short kiske. Na voloski.

Vdrug she stopped kissing me and started razstegivat shirinku.

Dostav their swollen member, she clumsily took him in hand, then gently drove his head in rot. Snachala it awkwardly, but then minutes later . . . two I finished it right on litso. Yabyl happy, and shes not ochen. Ya decided to help her with etim.

Ostorozhno removing her robe, Im standing on my knees and slowly touched her tongue to sexually gubkam.

Ona beginning to catch the first such pleasure in its zhizni. Naydya clit, I began to suck ego. Ya saw that she liked it and I decided not ostanavlivatsya. Cherez while Sonia screamed: " Fuck me, fuck! " . I began to comply with a request devushki.

Snachala I progressed from breasts pubes then with his tongue, then slowly and reluctantly going to bed, I started touching his cock to her promezhnosti. Chlen again stood proudly and elastically zhdya unforgettable momenta. I So I slowly began to enter the Sonyu. Vmeste we received a great pleasure.

I was afraid of blood, which seemed to you know where ( Sonia was still devchenkoy) . But the blood did not izmenila. Konchili we simultaneously lain still in bed an hour because two or more, not exactly pomnyu.

No remember me ox my parents for " late walking. " And yet odno. Mne clearly fortunate that parents sony was not very long, so there were very large problemy. Teper Sonia - my devushka. Tak that dare, for evening trips to drive to the girl of your dreams come to an end this way as you wish.

" You open the book from the comfort of the sofa, and it puts his hand on the page, trying to hide the letters and draw attention to themselves. - Sludge . . . " Summer, tomorrow a holiday. Can two months, not to admire the student faces, not to tolerate progressive stupidity and boorishness children of New Russia, Jer . . . " You have decided to introduce me to his friends, who on BDSM, but so that I do not know . . . . met me in the car and ordered to . . .

Sasha did not object to anything. His head was a mess of everything I heard that he did not know what to do.

On the one hand, he raised his family and society in a spirit of impatience and contempt for all that is contrary to the socialist way of life and thinking. And with regard to persons of the same sex, were not simply blamed, but punishable.

And following all this, Alexander had to hate and despise Petya, as the same Pec.

But it is on one side. And on the other, on the other hand, he felt what that inner sympathy for this boy, who despite all defended his attitude to life and right to life itself. " He was so well read, intelligent beyond his years, studying music and singing. Finally, with merely interesting!

So what if he . . . pid that he likes men? " I have something with it anyway and nothing was not be. And as a man and companion, he is much better than many with whom I spoke, and talk. " - Thought Sasha. Hes still a little lay in thought, until he fell asleep.

He dreamed a bad dream. Bud, its worth it, Sasha, in the room, and in the middle of the room itself are Pec, Kula and Sema and kicking lying on the floor Petya, his face and his hands in blood.

Peter, trying to dodge the blows showered on him, rolls on the floor, covering his face with his hands. Suddenly he emerged from the hands and pain in his eyes, looked at Sasha, said to him: - Help me! Well, what are you waiting for? They will kill me! Youre just a coward!

But Sasha stood rooted to the spot unable to move. Suddenly he felt a strong pressure in the bladder and the curiosity to pee. The desire was so strong that he woke up. It was night.

Sasha quickly got up and ran into? 3alet.

Already running to the toilet, he saw a streak of light, to break out of the office door ajar, and heard the doctor whisper muffled. Sasha quietly walked to the door and looked into the office. What he saw, not only shocked him, and killed outright. Lidia, his favorite Lida, on her knees, doing blowjob fizruku.

Yes, yes, yes! She sucked his cock with pleasure, and he groaned with pleasure, stroking her hair and whispering: " Oh, how nice! Youre wonderful, its a miracle! " Lump of bitterness and resentment approached Sashkas throat. Such a betrayal he did not expect. How could she?

Are all these women traitor?

And resentment gave way to wild with anger and hatred. Sasha went to the bathroom and slammed the door. Pisaya, he stood and wept. " No, I believe no one can! - He thought - Well, I am now going to take revenge on you all! " And I will fuck you all like animals, for which the feelings and love no! " He returned to the ward and went to sleep, although for a long time could not sleep . . . By the end of the week it was released as fully recovered in the squad.

The guys from the company he found in their secret place. There they discussed and an action plan, which was very simple.

During the summer lightning they had to seize Kulakov and dragged to his clearing, to show her pictures. Then fuck her . . . holding heat lightning was scheduled for next Friday. Mueller assembled squad and was appointed, who will be someone in this paramilitary game. Sasha asked to speak, counselor suggested a reconnaissance to determine the whereabouts and disposition of the enemy.

The group, at the request of Sasha, included Petsu, Kullu and Sema. " Believe me, Maria Yu, that we will not fail and will do everything to defend the honor squad! " - Pathetically said Sasha, finally convincing the counselors in the right choice . . . And on Sunday Semin brother brought photographs. The picture quality was not very much, but still they could find and counselors, lying naked on the bed with an artificial member, inserted into the vagina, and Kulakov, burying his head between his legs counselor.

There were many shots and all are different. I could only wait until the scheduled day Zarnitsa . . . the bugle sounds, waking the whole camp, notified him of the beginning of summer lightning. Guys, quickly dressed, ran out and formed the shell. Kulakov distributed to each of the blue armband, it was the distinguishing mark of their detachment. Opponents have red armbands . . . counselors, according the plan of action, had a detachment to the place of dislocation.

Also, she received an envelope with the assignment. Sasha and his party, with the permission of the commander, that is, counselor, went forward to reconnoitre. Muller herself with the other boys went on the road, according to the plan. Kulakov, and two girls, dressed in his other hand still on the armband with a red cross, portrayed themselves as medical unit, that is, Field gospital. Devochki sat on the grass next to a flag stuck in the ground and the red cross and crescent, and chatted about all kinds of nonsense.

After ten minutes, Kulakov got up and went into the bushes, that would piss. As she took off pants, sat down, like someones hands grabbed her. She wanted was to scream, but still has one hand clamped over her mouth. Kulakov was beginning to kick, but then got quite painful jab in the stomach and heard a familiar voice: - Will you scream and twitch, kill! " After these words of Nadia somehow smyakla. She did not resist and did not try to scream.

And the boys dragged her there, in the depths of the forest . . . - Well, here they came. Now sit quietly and talk! - Said Pec . - Theres nothing to me to talk to you! Just try me, even a finger, the swine! Yes you right now is to be . . . And you, Nicholas, just expelled from the Komsomol, Id take care of it! - Exclude, you say?

Well, youre right. So I have no place in the Komsomol.

Yes, lets go together to the regional committee of Komsomol. You will say that I am unwell, smoking, using foul language.

And Ill show them this! - And Sasha got one of the photos, which lay bare Nadia, along with counselor naked on the bed. - Or is it? Or maybe it? - And he handed her one, for a single photo. Nadia, in shock, looking at pictures, sat on the grass. Its half- mast, there in the bushes panties, down to the most shoes. She is looking at all the pictures up at Sashas eyes.

They have lacked the self- assured arrogance and contempt. Now Sashas eyes looked frightened girl. - Do not! Please, do not surrender.

I will not bother you, I swear! - No, you must work out! - Pec said, unbuttoning his pants . - No, no, please! If mom finds out that I was a boy, shell kill me! - And you do not tell her, so she did not know! - What do you mean? She leads me to a gynecologist after every shift! Her answer a little puzzled Petsu who stopped halfway . - There can not be!

Then we th . . . Th in the mouth and ass! - Evil said Sasha.

He suddenly remembered that night when he found Lydia Pavlovna fizrukom. And yet, this time with renewed vigor, stirred within him. He quickly pulled me out of tights and going to Kulakova, began to drive me to her lips, cheeks, nose . - All right, lets suck, bitch! - He shouted, and she obediently opened her mouth, I began to suck.

She did it very clumsily, that no comparison was not going to blowjob Lydia Pavlovna. This further angered Sasha and he grabbed Kulakovs ears, was rudely stick her head in menya. V this time Pec raised Kulakov, and bent it, being behind. Then he began to try to introduce his penis into her ass, but he could not.

Only Kulakov from each of his attempts as a whole body trembled . - Not climbs, infection! - Swore Pec . - And you licked, licked it properly! - Sasha advised. Pec, spit into his palm, became head saliva coat his penis. Then he spat on a juicy anus Kulakova, prompting appreciative laughter of children, and continued attempts. A member of his bent, but did not want to go into the anus.

Then Pec took his hand beside the head and began to shove. Kulakov gasped . - came in, plague! - Solemnly Pec. And he began to do translational movement backwards.

Here I was struck by a jet of sperm, and Kulakov tried to free his head, bellowing. But Sasha held her by the ears. - Swallow, swallow bitch! - He said. Kulakov made some swallowing movements, and Sasha, releasing her ears, walked away. Next to her perched Kula. His penis was small.

Kula stuck his Kulakova in his mouth. That has to suck him.

Pec, all bent, too, ended. He pulled his penis out of her priests and cursing walked away . - In, infection, all in the shit! - Swore he wiped his dick on grass. - What are you waiting for? He turned to Seme. - Come on, the place vacant. Vduy her on the most tomatoes! Sam hesitantly approached Kulakov.

He pulled the tights with shorts. Despite the small stature he was a well- developed members, greater in size than members of the Kula and Petsy. Sema was carefully enter it into her ass.

And surprisingly he turned at once. At this time, too, Kula finished and walked in the strontium to the boys. Sam tugged at three minutes and also finished. Kulakov wearily fell on the grass.

From her priests right on the skirt was dripping sperm. Roth was also smeared with the remnants of sperm . - Well, who else wants to, on the second circle? - Asked Pec.

But wishing was not . - Well, then it means everything. On your pictures and get out of here.

But remember - sboltnesh someone, you n . . . CE! Pasted your pictures all over town!

So quiet in your interesah. Sashka looked at Kulakov. Its pathetic could cause compassion. But he was not sorry for her. The boys are gone.

Kulakov, even after sitting a bit, got up and put them cowards. She did not know what was going on in her soul. On the one hand it was disgusting and insulting.

And on the other - nice! She was so excited by all that is happening, that sweet languor, throbbing somewhere at the bottom of the stomach, bringing it to dizziness. She did not think to go to complain about the kids.

Instead, she wanted more time to experience these sensations . . . - Where were you, Nadia? We have you searched! - Ran up to her and asked a girl. - With you, something happened? - No, no girls, all is well.

I just fell asleep there in the meadow! - And she pointed to in the woods . . .

Zarnitsa ended, and with it the summer holidays, and childhood . . . Part Two " You.

Tube" > Sasha joined the Motor Transport School.

After eighth grade, he decided not to study further in school and the army to get a specialty in college.

No one knew at Sashas group was not, but he quickly made friends with the guys.

Time went by unnoticed. And if at first it was hard not used to, then by the winter session, Sasha had been drawn and not so tired. In winter, he met Tanya. She studied at the College of Economics at the goods manager. They met by chance at a party at Tanya college, where Sasha went to dances with friends.

Tanya liked him immediately.

Dark long hair, brown eyes.

But the main thing - figure. With a fairly narrow waist after she had big breasts and her firm, but slender legs, it is tempting opened a mini- skirt. Dancing with Tanya, Sasha gently held her by the waist, gently pressing it to yourself. And she, unlike many other girls are not excluded, but instead she clung to Sasha for its stunning breasts.

The aroma of her perfume and the type that is opened to him when he looked down at the neckline of her dress, which allows to see, even if these little balls of girls breasts, everything is so excited Sasha, I quickly began to rise. Sasha tried to pull away slightly, but Tanya, leaning slightly forward, she clung to me with his right foot, placing it between the legs Sasha.

And if at that time in the room brightly lit, all present could see how flushed Sasha. At this time the music ended, and Sasha, after seeing Tanya and stepped aside.

He got up so that would not be seen, as I stick out from his pants. Again, sounded slow music, and announced a white dance. Suddenly Sasha felt a slight touch of someones hand, which lay on his shoulder.

He turned. Before him stood Tanya . - Come and dance! - She said, hugging Sashas waist. - I invite you! Normally, as do men, Alexander was holding a girl in the dance of the waist. But now, Tanya, like a gentleman, grabbed him and hugged her. I buried her in the right thigh.

Free cut trousers allowed me almost unimpeded on the left trouser leg, searching for the path to freedom.

Tanya his leg felt all this movement . - Wait, I will correct skirt! - She said, and a bit away, ran her hand across her skirt down. And the bones of her fingers, at the same time, have gone through my entire length, from what I almost burst from the tension . - Wow! You there, eh?

Tell me, tell me! What you put there?

Especially, to lure the girls? - And it has touched the hand menya. Sashka embarrassment aside. And Tanya laughed . - Listen, lets meet! You want to meet me - Yes, I want! - Then come and sit awhile in our audience, pokurim. Oni up to the second floor.

In the dark corridor Tanya was confident, she knew there every ledge and nook. The lock clicked and they went into the audience. Tanya sat on the table, the teacher, Sasha sat down beside her. He took a packet of " disgrace" and treated the girl, lit himself . - So is your audience? - That would somehow start a conversation, " said Sasha . - Yes, nonsense!

Debit and credit. Do you know where I was learning all this is already sitting? Are you local? - Yes, I Popovka live.

And you? - No- a! Im from Safonov. But here in the dorm inhabit. Boredom, horror!

What are you, a maniac or what? - Who? ? - Asked in surprise Sasha . - Who, who - a maniac! Otherwise, why was a piece of hose in your pants britches! - Itself you . . . fool! Which hose? - What, what, and that is that, eh? - And she quickly jumped off the table and pulled down on the floor, and Sasha, unbuttoning his pants on the fly and lightning . - And this is what?

Did not go . . . - And then she stopped short when the jerk pulled off Sashka pants with shorts, saw me, instinctively, freedom and jumped upwards . - Not bad thing! This is not zabintuesh. Listen, lets go now into my dorm room, eh?

Sasha really wanted to fuck this arrogant girl, very. But he decided not to hurry, pause . - No, today I do not want.

The mood for it. " Leave the phone, maybe Ill call you later . - Yes, of course, here. - And she hurried to write his address and phone dormitory . - And you let me and your, well, home number write it down, eh? - Okay, write it down. - And Sasha dictated to her his number. Then they went down. Sasha went to the bathroom to smoke, and Tanya went to her friends, stood disconsolately in the corner . - Well, girls, ATAS! They saw I was dancing with a guy? - Have seen them. Did you see how she danced, seen as a top him off! - Said one of her friends and laughed along with the other . - Ha- ha- ha!

What are you laughing? You listen to something before the end . - Before, someone? - Again, a friend joked . - fuck you! You do not want and do not. - Offended turned Tanya . - Tan, oh well. What?

Well, I joked. Anything more will not.

Honest pioneer " - Well. - Continued Tanya . - dance we had, I mean.

He pressed a little to me, and Ill take it Yes, and also Cling. And not just, and right leg between his legs inserted.

And then feel it. He touches his cock in my leg. Let not some small sausage, and a ingot that was short of hands to touch! - You go! - Well? " - Well. But then I have a lurking suspicion that it does not fuck him, and a piece of hose.

Some of the men themselves specifically is recharged, to seduce a woman. And you thought! Feel it is such a hose, and of course will want to see and to check.

Remember Svetka Turkin?

With it, exactly, in exactly such a story happened. I have some where about it and know?

She, she asks, also on the size of a bite.

Well, led him to his dorm room, but she wrote as much hot water the whole way in as she wanted! Here we are, then, and he told her and said: " Youre saying that light is not included, I do not like with the light! " And he himself one hundred and undress her. She tried it, so, too, be quick to undress, and he say no - wait. Put her cancer, and she asks him, you just can not say ass.

And then from your bandura then not so much sitting, will not be able to shit . . .

And then he feels is in it. But no one, a hefty thing, which it recently in his trousers, felt it, but somehow a little huechkom.

Well, four inches to twelve. And when before it reached a whole deception, he croaked, hanging his head on her back, and come down straight on your ass! Well, she asks, she did not miss. She did so then otherachila, and his hose.

Ran after him naked down the corridor and kicked drove from the hostel . . . So, I who thought that my - this is the skunk with a hose.

Well, I mean it is not filed, or dance. And after the dance invited him to climb into the audience. Of course he immediately agreed.

And as soon as we got there I went immediately as they say - the bull by the horns. That is for the horn.

Well, lets deny it, saying " what are you? " . " What are you? " And again, and pants him with cowardice, and then pulled ! . . . - So what . . . what do you see? - Do not believe the womens . . . ! But what!

Although the exhibition show. In general, took his telefonchik. After all, this gift can be just once in life and falls! Sasha smoke, returned to the hall. When he passed by Tania and her friends, those with a genuine interest looked at him, that does not surprise Sasha.

He knew the womans psychology and was a hundred percent sure, Tanya has managed to share experiences with them. Then each of them danced with Sasha on Dance . . .

A couple of days Tanya called and offered to go to them in the dorm room. Sasha said that the dorm room he would not, and if she wants, can come to his house tomorrow morning at nine . . . The next morning, Sasha slept in his room.

The parents had long left for work, but he rested, as by two oclock was supposed to go to the " motor depot" for practice. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Sasha did not want to open, but it rang insistently, and he was wearing sneakers in shorts walked to the door.

Opening the door, he froze. - What are you doing? - Thought Sasha. - Thought Sasha. Kisses! - Sasha replied. - He asked. - Yes. - Sasha replied. All right.

Sex - is not only passion but also a tangible benefit for each participant. Recent research in this area show that: - Regular ( 3- 4 times per week) sex dramatically reduce the likelihood of heart attacks in men. Moreover, according to doctors, regular exercise - your key to longevity. - During sex is a powerful release of endorphins - the hormone of joy , which reduces the pain threshold.

In men, in addition, there is an active production of testosterone - the male sex hormone that promotes bone. - Sex and help you lose weight. Y " average" woman ( 65 kg) have a choice: play a game of tennis or have sex - by the number of burned calories, these exercises are equal . . .

I have a dog dog ( bitch) .

Its time to cover the dog, usually etitmi issues dealt with myself. I am 14 years old, I already formed a girl. Although still devstvenitsa. I picked a good dog for my Lorca. He was a silver dog, handsome, well- groomed.

The owners of a dog led him to my house and left them to me. So I was left alone in the two healthy dogs at home. Dog, his name was Gray, immediately smelled the twigs began to cajole my Lorochku. He began to lick her crotch. My girl liked it.

It last for 5- 7 minutes. I noticed as a member of Gray began slowly to rise.

When Gray wanted to settle my little girl, she began to dodge and showed his teeth, and all sorts of ways to dodge a huge member of Gray. I had to help him and to deter aggression Lorca. I squeezed her head between his legs and held her back with his hands. Gray stood on his hind legs and began to shove his huge cock into the crack of my dog. After several unsuccessful attempts, he still hit.

My dog has become stronger to resist, so that I could barely hold it.

From all that is happening, I noticed how my panties wet, and tried a nagging feeling the abdomen.

I watched with interest for the sexual act of two dogs. His head flew idea . . . . but why would I also did not try. The rate of males increased, Lorca is my perstala resist my help and they no longer needed. I sat down and put his hand in ssebe panties, everything was wet, I began to massage the clitoris, feeling pleasure . . . .

I wanted to be in place Lorca, that would be a huge cable fucked me to tear my virgin crotch. To me fighting two emotions: fear and a sense of desire. At this time the dogs had finished their work, lay down on the two side by side and began to lick his private parts. I went to the dog, sat side by side with him and put her hand on opadshy already a member.

A little stroking it, I noticed how it increases in size. Gray looked at me as if knowing what I want and immediately jumped to his feet.

Desire overcame fear. I took off my panties and got on all fours. The dog began to lick my virgin pussy with his big rough tongue. I zarvela wider feet, so that my clitoris became available for the tongue clever dog . . . . He licked my juices that flowed out of me copious streams.

Between his hind legs stuck out a long red member, who was covered with fine bristle and greatly swollen venami. O God! - I whispered . . - How do you want to. Shaggy dog suddenly jumped on me. He drove his bristly end in my heart.

I felt like a member of the dog just rips my virgin cunt. It was very painful, I could not hold the groans of pain, I tried to escape, but Gray tightly gripped me with its front paws, I even found it difficult to move. He was a healthy member of tearing the vagina. I shouted loudly, but the dog can not stop.

I just could not, I would quickly stop all this. Vagalische tore phallus doga. On so throb that is very painful to me. Finally, it happened!

White hot liquid poured into my vagina. I am pleased to feel like something good poured over my body, bringing me to distraction.

Dog cum inside me. I can not say that I experienced an orgasm, the pain dulled senses. Dog lay down and began to carefully lick himself.

I held her finger to her lips, they were swollen and itched all . . . Smudge was a blood . . .

I lay down with dogs and warmed to sleep. I was dreaming sweet dreams. But two months later we were born beautiful puppies . . .

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- Bijvoorbeeld: u wil een blog maken met plaatselijk nieuws. Met uw eigen blog kan u zo zelfs journalist zijn. U kan op uw blog het plaatselijk nieuws vertellen. Telkens u iets nieuw hebt, plaats u een bericht: u geeft een titel op en typt wat u weet over het nieuws. Dit kan zijn over een feest in de buurt, een verkeersongeval in de streek, een nieuwe baan die men gaat aanleggen, een nieuwe regeling, verkiezingen, een staking, een nieuwe winkel, enz. Afhankelijk van het nieuws plaatst u iedere keer een nieuw bericht. Indien u veel nieuws heeft, kan u zo dagelijks vele berichten plaatsen met wat u te weten bent gekomen over uw regio. Zorg ervoor dat u telkens een nieuw bericht ingeeft per onderwerp, en niet zaken samen plaatst. Indien u wat minder nieuws kan bijeen sprokkelen is uiteraard 1 bericht per dag of 2 berichten per week ook goed. Probeer op een regelmatige basis een berichtje te plaatsen, zo komen uw bezoekers telkens terug.
- Bijvoorbeeld: u wil een blog maken met een reisverslag. U kan een bericht aanmaken per dag van uw reis. Zo kan u in de titel opgeven over welke dag u het gaat hebben, en in het bericht plaatst u dan het verslag van die dag. Zo komen alle berichten onder elkaar te staan, netjes gescheiden per dag. U kan dus op éénzelfde dag meerdere berichten ingeven van uw reisverslag.
- Bijvoorbeeld: u wil een blog maken met tips op. Dan maakt u telkens u een tip heeft een nieuw bericht aan. In de titel zet u waarover uw tip zal gaan. In het bericht geeft u dan de hele tip in. Probeer zo op regelmatige basis nieuwe tips toe te voegen, zodat bezoekers telkens terug komen naar uw blog. Probeer bvb. 1 keer per dag, of 2 keer per week een nieuwe tip zo toe te voegen. Indien u heel enthousiast bent, kan u natuurlijk ook meerdere tips op een dag ingeven. Let er dan op dat het meest duidelijk is indien u pér tip een nieuw bericht aanmaakt. Zo kan u dus bvb. wel 20 berichten aanmaken op een dag indien u 20 tips heeft voor uw bezoekers.
- Bijvoorbeeld: u wil een blog maken dat uw activiteiten weerspiegelt. U bent bvb. actief in een bedrijf, vereniging of organisatie en maakt elke dag wel eens iets mee. Dan kan je al deze belevenissen op uw blog plaatsen. Het komt dan neer op een soort van dagboek. Dan kan u dagelijks, of eventueel meerdere keren per dag, een bericht plaatsen op uw blog om uw belevenissen te vertellen. Geef een titel op dat zeer kort uw belevenis beschrijft en typ daarna alles in wat u maar wenst in het bericht. Zo kunnen bezoekers dagelijks of meermaals per dag terugkomen naar uw blog om uw laatste belevenissen te lezen.
- Bijvoorbeeld: u wil een blog maken uw hobby. U kan dan op regelmatige basis, bvb. dagelijks, een bericht toevoegen op uw blog over uw hobby. Dit kan gaan dat u vandaag een nieuwe postzegel bij uw verzameling heeft, een nieuwe bierkaart, een grote vis heeft gevangen, enz. Vertel erover en misschien kan je er zelfs een foto bij plaatsen. Zo kunnen anderen die ook dezelfde hobby hebben dagelijks mee lezen. Als u bvb. zeer actief bent in uw hobby, kan u dagelijks uiteraard meerdere berichtjes plaatsen, met bvb. de laatste nieuwtjes. Zo trek je veel bezoekers aan.

WAT ZIJN DIE "REACTIES"?
Een bezoeker kan op een bericht van u een reactie plaatsen. Een bezoeker kan dus zelf géén bericht plaatsen op uw blog zelf, wel een reactie. Het verschil is dat de reactie niet komt op de beginpagina, maar enkel bij een bericht hoort. Het is dus zo dat een reactie enkel gaat over een reactie bij een bericht. Indien u bvb. een gedicht heeft geschreven, kan een reactie van een bezoeker zijn dat deze het heel mooi vond. Of bvb. indien u plaatselijk nieuws brengt, kan een reactie van een bezoeker zijn dat deze nog iets meer over de feiten weet (bvb. exacte uur van het ongeval, het juiste locatie van het evenement,...). Of bvb. indien uw blog een dagboek is, kan men reageren op het bericht van die dag, zo kan men meeleven met u, u een vraag stellen, enz. Deze functie kan u uitschakelen via "Instellingen" indien u dit niet graag heeft.

WAT IS DE "WAARDERING"?
Een bezoeker kan een bepaald bericht een waardering geven. Dit is om aan te geven of men dit bericht goed vindt of niet. Het kan bvb. gaan over een bericht, hoe goed men dat vond. Het kan ook gaan over een ander bericht, bvb. een tip, die men wel of niet bruikbaar vond. Deze functie kan u uitschakelen via "Instellingen" indien u dit niet graag heeft.


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