James Mayer: Who invented it? 4: 03: 11 / Village - in November opened the Jacob Mayer as a village cultural center. In advance, there is now a wrangle over who should reap the laurel for it. Sebastian Egger Stern, spokesman for the Land lists Community Group, had recently made clear that the realized concept of Jacob Mayer " clearly bears the hallmark of the country list city councils" .

For the CSU city counsel of this is almost a mockery. " Here to adorn themselves with borrowed plumes, " laments faction leader Sebastian barrier. " In sheer self- confidence, the country lists of see clearly that it was the CSU, which has brought their model to the series, enhanced barrier. The country lists Group had " largely be convinced of this model" of the CSU can not and therefore would have voted for it. ( Ar)

2: 03: 11 / Feldafing - The Hotel Residence Starnberger See in Feldafing must make two illuminated signs and a banner notice on the property at the Possenhofener road. As the construction, transport and environment committee at its meeting on Tuesday unanimously decided to not speak against the for approved devices. The word " Hotel" ( Front mounting with LED illumination and dimensions of 2. 87 x 0.

7 meters) and the free- standing banner with regard low- voltage lighting ( dimensions 1.

4 x 0. 5 meters) do not disturb the neighbors.

History Pop . . . . . It turns out, quite unique events unfolding throughout our history around the place backside, which is not to say in polite company. Today - 10 fascinating facts from the history of mans relationship to their pope. # 10: In ancient Greece, the priest was the object of a cult. To be treated with great reverence, and those with whom she was beautiful, were considered messengers of the gods.

9 place: But in ancient Persia it was thanks to this part of the body came a whole new trend in art: high- class chasers did marvelous beauty jugs to wash. Incidentally, these jugs were sold in stores unforgettable " Birch" , for the currency, and the Soviet Union they loved to put somewhere on the piano. 8 th place: Fun revels of the ancient Romans, who also belonged to the pope very well: they painted it red, and do fantastic festive dances, in which just this place plays a key role.

7 th place: But in ancient Egypt is strictly monitored to ensure that unmarried girls did not sit naked popoy on rough stones: it was thought that this might offend the priest, and then the girl can not marry. 6 place: In Scotland, the priest was the first weapon of intimidation enemy - probably why Scots wear kilts. In the same way - showing naked priests - expressed an utter contempt for the enemy.

5 th place: But then came the hard times: in the Middle Ages is the place began to hide. And you know why? Just because this is often the body is considered indecent smooth 4 th place: But in Namibia at this time have built entire sanctuary posvyaschenp. Be pope.

They dug in 1947 and could not understand what it is. 3 rd place: And who would have thought that popoy can scare the devil?

Religious fanatics in the Middle Ages piously believed that the appearance of this part of the body should be abhorred, so if you show it to the Devil, he would lose all his strength and he will flee. 2 nd place: One of the most unusual medieval orders of chivalry - is an order of priests. It has existed for more than 150 years. 1 place: This can be used now.

Medieval Germans with the help of priests protected from hurricanes. To do this, only just and necessary that during the hurricane to put it in the window.

I do not know whether they think of lightning as well as the Devil, but the people of Germany were firmly convinced that the priest in the window will take away from the house any blows of nature.

History I understand . . . In the nightmare of days gone by in the sky, In the mist of days slipped into the night, I know Im powerless! Nobody can help me.

I am disappearing like air I see the night in broad daylight.

I understand - I do not need you! And this day is not for me. When gliding across the sky, the sun When flowering potted flowers I understand - Im here once! And to blame you. When water flows rains When the streams running water I know - this is nonsense!

But today you are not with me. When eyes are closed the century, When the brain is not thinking of words I understand - I extraction, Your nightly nightmares! I see the pain in the eyes of passers- by I see death in the hearts of people I understand - I just a ghost But the ghost of your tenderness!

Yes, I will die and what more? I will raise in the bodies of others! I understand - this is a reason! To get away from their dreams. In a nightmare of days gone by in the sky, When flowering potted flowers I understand - in this world, Do not escape the emptiness . . .

History Thats all love . . . Ch. 05 24 min. - Ale . . . do you sleep? - . . . Auoe . . . no!

Of course not! My bunny, girl, Im so happy . . . - I also can not sleep. We now will always be together? - Yes! - Ill be your beloved wife, and youre my husband? - Yes!

Yes, my kitty! - I now know what happiness is. Everything.

Sleep pupusik, Ill be dreaming. I love . . . 01ch. 05 min. - But! Youre not asleep yet? - Eeeeuaoo . . . who is . . . ? - Its me, your leveret! - . . .

Leveret? Lusia, you what? - Favorite! I immediately think, because we are children!

I want a boy and a girl! Do you mind? - Uh . . . no of course, Lusia, the second hour already . . . - All sleep. Sleep my darling.

Smack- smack! - Smack. Good night. 02 hours 09 minutes. - Ale . . . pupusik, I can not sleep. - But . . . .

What pupusik . . . ? - Do not you recognize me? Oh sleepy monster! Your rabbit is now angry! - Well . . . rabbit . . . angry . . . aaauuuoooo . . . its you, Lusia? - I just thought, you know, we will be sure your own house!

Near the lake! And right behind him, the forest! Well be there to collect mushrooms . . . - Lucien, what kind of mushrooms at three oclock in the morning . . . - And . . . Im sorry, pupusiku get up early tomorrow. - Oh, yes, today! Sleep, darling, kiss, my darling . . .

03 hours 12 min. - But . . .

Igor, please forgive me . . . - . . . . . . . Shit - What did you say? - . . . Luda . . . me three hours to get up. Lets all talk at zavtra.

Horosho?

03ch. 58 min. - Aaalee . . .

Igor, I cry . . . how can you sleep! - Who is it? - It zaaayka yaaaa . . . . . . . - What Njera rabbit! Let me sleep! ( Throws up) 04ch. 30 min. - But! - Koza tuporogaya, I want to sleep! I did a live person! - Igor, a mother Lyudmila. - What happened! - Lyudochka told me that you offered her hand and heart . . .

So, I would like to talk to you about the wedding. - What, blah, my heart! Which, Najera, hand! Five oclock in the morning! I can not sleep you old fool!

You shoot yourself with its Lyudka and wedding! Owls, blah! Moths! Give me an hour to sleep peacefully!

WEDDINGS! WILL!

After a well- marked the birthday of a friend in the morning discovered that he had forgotten his mobile phone at his home. When I came to fetch him, he saw that was sent to them, too, am a SMS on my phone: " Kostya . . . Number number work in a cellular company operator. Sometimes that call is not just subscribers who are interested in any matter, but simply call play trick or anxious. During the training, told . . .

Ive decided to once again make fun of your friends by sending imsms message read: " Today toenails do not cut it, promises to sleet.

Here are the answers I received: - Gy Gy - A well- A. . . Today, standing in the store. One guy is calling your phone and now the conversation: Hello darling, okay. How pregnant?

Whats the ahuela?

I told you - Eat your pills! I told you scumbags buy! I . . . The city built the tower operator. A month later, the people filed a complaint, that say headaches, worsening of the illness, other ailments.

Response from the Director was simple: - Its all nonsense. You . . .

History in a hotel in Egypt. An acquaintance rabotael tours at the hotel in Egypt. One day, our Russian tourist - You know, I have a small mess in the bathroom, please, Please maid, there must sweep a little bit . . . - Your tourist destroyed the bathroom and he would have to pay $ 600. Manager asked him to look at, and thats what he saw: marble plaque sink collapsed and lying on the floor, toilet seat broken, shower curtain with cab foiled, the bracket bent, the doors are two large holes . . .

He found a tourist ( and that Uncle healthy, under two meters) and asked how so - toilets destroyed, will pay $ 600. With him was comrade, and he began to make an excuse: that his friend was shaving, shaving brush put it all and failed, they say, you have everything here on the nozzle. In general, persuaded my friend to pay the culprit, and then asked: as a matter it? He and confessed: - Invited the woman . . . neighbor, and she got healthy. How do I . . .

Well, I planted it on the sink and Kaack vdul . . . The shell fell on the toilet, one hand she clutched the curtain, and her feet were in my armpits.

Its something I restrained, but his legs battened down, and she knocked the door of . . .

Somebodys lights flashed on the hill, but it was too late to stop. Nothing could keep me.

Left hand I grabbed her handbag Nona. Right, I stuck a steel nail file directly into the throat of Blanchett. He issued a short bleat. I climbed out of the car.

Nona waved approaching car. In the snowy darkness, I could not see it properly, everything that Ive seen, the two dazzling ray of light from the headlights. I hid behind a car Blanchett, watching Nonoy through the rear window. The voting was almost not be heard in the growing noise of wind. " . . .

Happened to a lady? " " . . .

My father . . . the wind . . . a heart attack! " Could you . . . " I made a short rush, rounded the trunk of the car Norman Blanchette, and cautiously looked out.

Now I could see them.

Nona flexible silhouette next to a high figure.

They stood next to the pickup. Then they came to the " Chevrolet" on the left side to the place where Norman Blanchette hunched over the wheel, nail file and Nona protruded from his throat.

Driver of the pickup was a young boy, dressed in something like aviation jackets. He peered into the car.

I came back. " Oh my God, lady! " - He said. " Yes, this guy covered in blood! " What the . . . " I squeezed his neck with his right hand and left hand took hold of his right wrist.

Then, abruptly pulled him up. His head struck the top of the door, there was a dull sound. The guy went limp and fell into my arms. We could not continue. He had no time to properly see Nonu, but I did not see at all.

We could not continue. But he was the man to interfere in our affairs, yet one man, who stood in our way and trying to hurt us. Im tired of insults.

I strangled him. When it was over, I looked up and saw Nonu in the rays of headlights pereseka.

Eschihsya Chevrolet and pickup. Her face was a grotesque mask of hatred, love, triumph and joy. She opened her arms to me, and I went to see her. We kissed.

Her lips were cold, but the tongue - warm.

I am deeply ran his fingers through strands of her hair. Around us, the wind howled. " Now bring it all in order, " - she said. " Before we will be somebody else. " I gave everything in order. It was a sloppy job, but I knew it was all we needed. Win some time.

Then it will not matter.

Well be safe. The body of a young guy was easy.

I picked him up, moved across the road and threw it into the ravine. His limp body several times a somersault on the way to the bottom, just like a scarecrow stuffed with rags, which Mr.

Hollis made the pass on my cornfield every July. I went back for Blanchett. It was harder, and blood flowed from it as from slaughtered pigs.

I tried to pick it up, did three false step, and then the body slipped from my hands and fell onto the road. I turned it over. Nalip fresh snow on his face, making him look like a mask of the skier. I leaned over him, grabbed him by the arm and dragged her to the ravine. His feet left deep furrows in the snow.

I threw it down and watched as he slides down the slope on his back, throwing his arms above his head. His eyes were wide open and watched closely for falling directly on them snowflakes.

If snow will continue to go well, then by the time when there will be snow plows, the place of his eyes will be two small sugrobika. I went back on the road. Nona had already climbed into the cab pickup. She did not have to explain in what kind of car we drive. I could see the deathly pale spot on her face, black holes of her eyes, and thats all.

I sat in the car Blanchett, right on the pools of blood gathered in the recesses pupyrchatogo vinyl pad on the seat and put her on the shoulder. I turned off the lights and turned on the alarm of front.

Then I came out of the car. For every man is a passing scene will look as if the car broke down engine, and the driver went into town to find a repair shop. I was very pleased with his improvisation. As if my whole life I was engaged in that killing people. I hurried to the pickup, climbed into the cockpit and turned him toward the entry to the outpost.

She sat down next to me without touching me, but still pretty close. When she turned her head, her hair tickling my neck sometimes.

Like me touching a tiny electrode. One time I needed to put his hand on her hip to make sure it actually exists. She laughed softly. All of this actually happened. The wind howled, tossing handfuls of snow into the windows.

We drove to the south. Across the bridge from Harlow, when you drive on highway 126 to the direction of the Castle Hythe, you pass by a huge, newly renovated facilities under the ridiculous pretext of " Youth League Castle Rock. " They there are twelve lines of bowling with faulty machines to install the pins, a few old arcade machines, a jukebox with the best hits of the sample in 1957, three billiard table and stand with cola and chips, which you also are available for hire for bowling shoes that look like as if they had just taken off the corpse. Name of institution ridiculous because most young people go to Castle Rock in the evening or in the outdoor cinema in Jay Hill, or on the road race at Oxford Plains. Here, however, usually stapled cool people from Gretna, Harlow and very Roca. On average, in the parking lot is a fight for the evening.

I began to appear there since the second year of high school.

One of my buddies, Bill Kennedy, has worked there for three nights a week, and when the next one was not, allowed me to run the ball just once.

It was not such a great entertainment, but still better than returning home to Hollis. There I met Ace Merrilom. No special no doubt that he was the coolest guy of all three cities.

He went to a shabby Ford 1952 release, and it was rumored that if necessary he could squeeze out of him one hundred and thirty miles per hour all the way from home to the Youth League. " He served as the king, his pomaded hair was smoothly combed back. He came to the bowling alley and blew the ball several times, paying ten cents for each game. Does it good?

Do not even ask. When included Betsy, he bought her stake, and they went together.

You might even hear a quiet sigh of relief, pulled out of those present when the door slammed.

Nobody has ever fought with him in the parking lot. Nobody, except me. His girlfriend was Betsy Malenfant, I think the most beautiful girl in the whole Castle Rock. Maybe she was not too spectacular, but when you looked at it, this was not important.

She had the most perfect complexion that I have ever seen, and not because of makeup, no. Black as coal, hair, dark eyes, big mouth and a beautiful figure, she was not averse to demonstrate. And who would dare to climb to her, when far been Ace Merrill. No normal person.

I was attracted to her. Not as my lover and not as None, though Betsy and looked like her younger sister. But in its own way it was as serious and just as hopeless. Next to her, I felt sucker. She was seventeen, two years longer than me.

I began to appear in the Youth League, " more and more frequently, even on those evenings when there was not Billy, just to catch a glimpse of her. I felt like a hunter of birds, but I had no chance of success. I came home, lied to Hollis about where I was, and trudged to his room.

I wrote long, passionate letters, which described her what I would do with it, and then tore them to pieces. Lessons in school, I dreamed of how he proposed to her and together well run away to Mexico City.

She must have understood that happens to me, and it seems to her a little flattered, because when Ace was not there, she treated me quite nice. She approached me, sat on the chair, allowed to buy her a Coke and gently touch his hips. It drove me crazy. One evening in early November, I was hanging around the institution, from time to time playing with Bill in the billiard and waited for her to come. Zalchik was empty, since there were still eight hours.

Outside scoured the dreary wind, heralding winter. " You better stop this thing, " - " Bill said, sending the ninth number in the right corner. " Quit what? " " You know. " " No, I do not know. " It was the turn of Bill and I went to omit a dime in the jukebox. " Betsy Malenfant. Charlie Hogan told Ace about how you prowl around her.

Charlie seemed all that funny, well, that she is older and everything else, but Ace did not even smile. " " It is for me does not mean anything" - I said with white lips. " Well, if so, " - said Bill, and then came two guys, and Bill went to the bar to give them the biliary balls. Ace came about nine oclock.

He was alone. He never paid me any attention, and I almost forgot to mention the words of Billy. When youre invisible, you start thinking you are invincible. I stood at a slot machine and was fascinated by the game. I do not even notice how around it was quiet: people stopped bowling and billiards.

Then I felt like someone threw me right on the machine. I collapsed to the floor like a sack.

He stood and looked at me.

Neither strand of hair is not all cried out his perfect hair. His jacket with a zipper was half unbuttoned. " Come here to hang out, " - he said gently, - " otherwise Ill have a little touch up your appearance. " He went out.

All eyes were on me. I wanted to go down the drain, until I noticed the expression on most people envy. I gave myself up with an indifferent manner and dropped another dime in the slot machine. Two guys on their way to the door, approached me and slapped me on the back, without uttering a word.

At eleven oclock, when the institution closed, Billy offered to take me home by car. " This could end badly for you, if you are not careful. " " Do not worry about me" - I said.

He did not answer. After two or three days, about seven appeared Betsy. Besides me, there was only one more wonderful guy named Vern Tess off from school for a couple of years before. I hardly noticed him. He was even more invisible than I do.

She went to the place where I played, so close I could smell her clean skin. From this, I felt dizzy. " I heard that Ace did to you" - she said. " I am now allowed to talk with you, but Im not going to do, but I know how to fix it. " She kissed me. Then she went out, even before language tack out of my throat.

I returned to the game in full trance. I do not even notice how Tessie went to tell everybody the news. Before me stood her dark, dark eyes. Later that evening we met in the parking lot with Ace Merrilom. He did not leave me on the living room.

It was cold, terribly cold, and by the end I started crying, not thinking about who can see or hear it, and hear and see me, could do practically everything. Lone Lantern mercilessly illuminated the scene.

I never even managed to really hit him. " 0key" - he said, crouching down next to me. He even does not breath. He took out his pocket knife and pressed the button. Jumped seven inches drenched in moonlight steel. " And this is in store for me next time. I will engrave your name on your eggs. " He stood up and gave me the last kick, and left.

For ten minutes I lay on the frozen mud, shivering. Nobody came up to me, no one slapped me on the back, even Bill. Does not appear, and Betsy, for all to fix it.

In the end I went alone and ride to get home. I told Mrs. Hollis, caught a ride to that, driven by a drunken man, and we slid into a ditch.

Never again will I not show up in the Youth League. " After a while Ace threw Betsy, and since then she rolled down the slope with increasing speed, just like a loaded truck with no brakes.

By the way, she picked up the clap. Billy said that he saw her one evening in Levinstone: she begged the two guys ordered her a drink. He said that she lost several teeth and her nose was cut. He said that I would never know it. But by the time I did not care.

In the pickup were bald tires, and before we got to Levinstona, alloy steel tie in fresh snow. It took us forty five minutes to drive twenty- two miles. Man on the outpost in Levinstona took sixty cents, and asked: " slippery on the road? " None of us answered him.

We drove to the place where wants to go.

If I had not kept her dumb this mystical connection, I could only say that all the way she sat on a dusty pickup truck seat, clutching the bag tightly and staring straight into the road and an unusually intense gaze. I felt that I was shivering breaks. We drove on Highway 136.

There were almost no cars: the wind became stronger and the snow tumbled down thicker than ever before. Passing Harlow Village, we noticed on the sidelines of a healthy inverted " Buick" . Position blinked, giving the alarm, and in front of me suddenly came a ghost- twin machine Norman Blanchett. Now it has probably drifted snow.

There was only a shapeless drift in the dark.

The driver of the Buick tried to stop me, but I swept past without even slowing down the progress and pour it filthy zhizhey from under the wheels. Adhere to the windshield wipers of snow. I leaned down and shook one of them. Part of the snow fell, and was seen a little better.

Harlow looked like a ghost town: everything was closed and submerged in darkness. Ive included a right turn, about to turn onto the bridge leading to the Castle rock. The rear wheels started to slip, but I straightened the car. Across the river I could see the dark silhouette of the Youth League. " Institution looked empty and closed.

Suddenly I was sorry, terribly sorry that I left a pain and death.

It was at this point, Nona said the first sentence, since we are left with gardinerskoy outpost. " Behind the police car. " " Hes . . ? " " No, the flasher is turned off. " But I got nervous, and maybe thats why something happened. Highway 136 makes a direct turn before the bridge at Castle Rock. From the first corner I managed, but then the highway was covered with ice. " Damn . . . " Ass pickup truck skidded and before I had the car, he crashed into one of the most powerful piers. We glided forward, like a rollercoaster.

The next moment I noticed the blinding lights going for us a police car. The driver hit the brakes - I noticed a red reflections from the brake lights on the flying snow - but he got on the ice. He ran straight at us. When we touched the next pillar, there was a sharp rasp. I was thrown to his knees None.

Even for a brief moment I could feel happy smooth, taut flesh of her thighs. Pickup stopped. Now, police emergency lights switched on. She cast a blue glow pulsating on the hood of a pickup and snow- capped piers between Harlow and Castle Rock. When police opened the door of his car, the cabin was lighted lamp.

If he had not hung out with us, this would have happened. This idea has continually revolved in my brain like a needle stuck in the players damaged groove.

I laughed hard, frozen smile, while my hand on the floor sharila cab pickup. I fumbled for an open box with tools, took out a wrench and put it on the seat between Nonoy and myself. The policeman looked through the window, his face took on the diabolical traits in flares flashers. " Do not you think that youre driving too fast for such weather conditions, and, boy? " " But does not it seem to you that you went too close, eh? " - I asked. " For such a weather? " " I do not Will you be rude to me, son? " " Im going, if youre going to continue to ram me in his wheelbarrow. " " Lets take a look at your rights and the registration card. " I pulled out his wallet and handed him his rights. " The registration card? " " This is my brothers truck. He has a habit to carry a registration card in his wallet. " " You speak the truth? " - He looked hard at me, trying to force me to lower his eyes. When he realized that its not so easy, he looked at Nonu.

I was ready to scratch his eyes out in retaliation for an expression that appeared in them. " Whats your name? " " Cheryl Craig, sir. " " What do you roll out the dough with him in the truck of his brother in the midst of a snowstorm, Cheryl? " " We are going to visit my uncle. " " The Rock? " " Yes, sir. " " I do not know anyone named Craig in Castle Rock. " " His name Emonds.

He lives on Bowen Hill. " " You speak the truth? " He went to the back of the truck to make out license plates. I opened the door and looked out. He wrote down the number. He came up and I never got back into the cabin, staying in the bright light of his headlamp. " Im going . . .

What are you, boy? " I did not have a look to understand what I mean. I used to think that leaned out of the cab just absent- mindedly, but now as I write this, I think differently. The point here is not the distraction. I think I wanted it to be noticed.

I took the wrench. " What do you mean? " He walked another two steps. " But you seem to be injured. Youve got to . . . " I swung the key. His hat fell off during the accident, and his head was uncovered.

I killed him with one blow, the upper part of the forehead.

Never forget the sound of a stroke. Like a pound of butter fell on hard floor. " Hurry up, " - said Nona.

Michael Cassidy was awakened by the howls Ultrasonic. This crap beat him on the eardrum until it has gone beyond the threshold of audibility. He slid his feet into the darkness.

Several times the hurt on the wall, and feeling his bruises, he tiredness discovered that his hands were studded with numerous small korostok as if they were stabbed repeatedly with a mass of needles. The sound drives him mad.

Run! Hide from it slowly kills him cry! A tiny scrap of light appeared on the left. He turned and walked out of the darkness.

Gradually, the bright spot has grown and it became clear that this doorway.

Michael ran through it and froze, blinking in the dazzling sun hit his eyes.

Naked and sweaty, with his head filled with fog, he did not quite understand the difference between reality and the recent nightmare dreams. The top and all sides inarticulate rumble, like he was surrounded by an invisible crowd. However, unaccustomed to the light of Michaels eyes almost nothing is seen. He blinked, defending himself against a violent lights. A little farther Michael distinguish bulky dark figure.

Overcoming spontaneous, sudden convulsion anger, he ran towards the unknown. In my mind the question: " Why? " , But the answer to it and was not found. Naked feet of Michael Cassidy suddenly entered the hot sand, but he paid no attention to the pain of the burn. What a miserable part of his brain continued to ask unanswerable questions: " Why? " , " Why? " . But all the brain as a whole seemed to be driven by someone else.

Stop! The legs themselves stalled, raising a cloud of acrid burning dust. Before him, shamelessly legs apart, stood a naked woman, beckoning his manicured nail. Michael swallowed noisily and then waves of fire took place at the level of his waist. Groan, he slowly turned to the woman.

And the one dancing on the sand, was removed, still beckoning him to her. Adding a step, he caught her and tried to hug . . . But Michaels hands closed in a vacuum. And again - the wave of fire - now in his left shoulder.

But the woman continued to beckon him into a light dance. Squinting, he saw sticking out of the shoulder steel spokes. Blood stokala slowly down to the elbow. Before Michael could hear the roar of approval from a distance. . . .

The woman was again nearby. Quickening pace of persecution. But now the right shoulder of Michael burned steel fire. She disappeared, and he remained standing, shaking and sweating, trying to discern something far watery eyes. " The despicable deceit! - He decided. - I never play this game! " The woman appeared again, but Michael contemptuously turned away from her, vacantly swinging his head in hopes of kick out of her foolishness and fog.

When he realized his head, eyes, Michael is already focused on a very different figure: seven feet high, four strong, muscular arms. A person . . . Well, face, God forgive me!

In one hand was something dangerously shiny. Make out what it is, it was too bright harsh light. Hate suddenly was filled brain of Michael and he rushed at the stranger.

The pain struck in the side. " Wait a minute!

Hwa- a- atit! " Madness. Thats crazy! " - Told him, that, independent of the will of others, of consciousness. Kill me, Lord, if this is not an arena Corrida!

But I - a man, not a bull and I just can not . . . - Kneeling, he gathered handfuls of sand. Serious steps towards him approaching death, blinding, excruciating brilliance weapons in hand, the enemy.

The man got up slowly.

Dark figure swayed from it. Michael stepped behind. Now he remembered everything: he - a lawyer, lives in Brooklyn. Last night for him on the street approached the stranger and asked for a cigarette.

In the face of Michael hit the jet narcotic eyes with the smell of alpine violets. And then - the awakening in the darkness of the stall . . . Snarl, he threw a handful of sand in the face of substance.

Followed - the second. Michael could hear the sand squeak on the teeth of the enemy, as squinted his eyes. Abruptly snatched from the shoulder steel spokes, Michael drove her to the middle orbit monster.

Something hit him in the back.

In the eyes of darkness fell. He lay motionless. When Michael was able to move again, he saw a dark figure very close and tried to grab her. But the back pain became unbearable, and the feet dripped was quite a pool of blood. - You can not do this to me!

I am not a bull! Im a man!

In response, he thundered applause. Michael ran forward toward the opponent, once again trying to hitch a ride with him, keep him, kill him, if he can. But every time the pain became only himself.

Then he stood, panting, his mouth wide open.

Shoulders and back ached unbearably. At the moment, his brain cleared and he said: - God, your case is - to play the game? The answer, he was silent. Creature came and hit. Michael will rest at his feet, feeling pain in his side shiny.

Hand striker struck twice more and the pain pierced his chest dying. He felt numb. - Or do you - the devil? - He whispered growing cold lips. - No, not that . . . So where am I? Before his death, he had to feel the pain of another - a hand cut off the ears of Michael . . .

His head was splitting from the terrible hangover. A bright ray of sun hit in the eye and made him squint. Andrew slowly looked around trying to determine their whereabouts. His neck ached horribly, apparently gone to sleep in an uncomfortable poze.

On lying on the couch in his room.

One shoe propped his head another lonely hanging with his outstretched legs. Jeans pulled down to his knees, his shirt unbuttoned. The beautiful image, one slovom.

Andrey tried to sit up, but the first two attempts were unsuccessful. Then he decided to recall how ended yesterday evening. It also proved difficult, rather impossible.

In memory of all stored events of yesterday until the advent of the girls.

More proval. On again attempted to take this time it failed. With difficulty climbing Andrew went to the mirror.

What he saw made for a second to step back and headache and toshnotu. Iz mirror it looked something with rearing hair.

Her lips were bright red lipstick wearing makeup, in terms of eye smeared mascara. On the neck near the collarbone flashed two tracks of passionate potseluev. On hardly looked up from the magic show and trudged into the kitchen.

Steps trouble. My whole body ached, especially the lower back and . . . the terrible guess pierced Andrew. He, as much as possible, quickly returned to the mirror and turned back to him, lowered his jeans, and with them, and trusy. Vtoroy time this morning, retreated nausea and headache.

Looking at himself over his shoulder, he saw in the mirror of his white ass, striped with red welts on top of which the marker was drawn heart pierced by an arrow. Arrowhead pointed at the heart of ass. " What was yesterday? " : Mentally Andrei asked himself.

He drank two glasses of water in one gulp, he got into the bathroom, and began to carefully wash with a trace of yesterdays spree. The phone rang. - Andrei, well, you? - Hurriedly said the familiar voice - lets ow me of doctoring. I have a cold beer. Take a rest and chat.

Come quickly . - Kolyunya what happened yesterday? - Difficulty pronouncing words said Andrew . - Dryunya is a full mortality. But I do not remember everything, but it was cool. Lets get ready. Zhdu.

V tube sounded short gudki. Ne leisurely dressed Andrew went to the other. No sooner had Andrew click on the bell, the door opened, Nickys apartment. Nick, aka Kolyunya, aka Nick, aka Cole stood in front of Andrew in his shorts with dirty disheveled hair of a bottle of beer in his hand . - Come on darling, - is welcome, invited Nicholas, smiling broadly.

It was obvious that he had swallowed pivka. Andrey walked with bowed head. All the kitchen table was bottled beer. Two empty bottles stood under the table. Nicholas quickly got another glass and filled it with life- giving liquid foam.

The first glass of Andrew drank. - Go ahead, tell me - he said quietly, reaching for a cigarette . - Oh, and we pulled back yesterday - said Nicholas, after drinking beer from a bottle - at least you remember anything? " - Just as the girls came, and then fail. - They are, incidentally, now to the four promised to come. Wow, cool chicks! You are their muzzles pomnish.

Andrey shook his head . - Listen, why are we sitting here. I have the same camera was charged. Lets see what can and vspomnish.

Zahvativ couple of bottles of friends went into the room. While Nick was preparing Vidic Andrew painfully recalled yesterday evening . . . . . . here we are Kolyuney drink cognac. Here come the girls. How do they look? It seems nice.

A slender, red. Another dark- haired with short hair just below and replenished first. I have something to say.

Everyone laughs. Again drink. Dancing.

Hugs. Similarly, during the dance, I began to fondle her breasts. She smiles. Oh! She squeezes my cock.

I do not remember, and a member of the recall. Even now comes from the memories. Kolyunya lifted the skirt of his girlfriend and did not hesitate stroked her between her legs. What next?

Sitting on the couch naked to the waist . . . beautiful . . . they have breast haired something offers . . . Yes! Pills! Each one and drink cognac. Then . . . then . . . like naked bodies.

No, I do not remember.

Andrew eagerly emptied his glass. Nick turned Vidic and laughed loudly, apparently anticipating an entertaining TV zrelische. Iz heard familiar music.

Funny voices merged into a loud noise. That girl. Andrew frowned painfully: - Something I did not know.

Yesterday was like a sympathetic . - And you, my dear man, how many hours to dine? - Venomously asked Nick - you yesterday he was ready and the old woman to climb, and those still in full rate. Ah, damn. Camera shitty set, not all vidno. Na screen with Andrew Kolyuney, in his underpants, danced with naked girls.

Andrei pants were badly stuck out and she enthusiastically caressing his body hand . - Mila, I was ready - is clearly heard from the screen - raising svoego. Ryzhenkaya down in front of Nick on his knees and lowered his pants to start mashing member, and for those two kissing took it into his mouth. Nick groaned and his head in his hands, the girls began to move rhythmically zadom. Ekran darkened, and then automatically become established sharpness, this is Andrews girlfriend with the dance came too close to the camera. - Alla, help me.

Kohl something quite weak, - said Mila firing mouth chlen. Alla leaving him approached Nick from behind and began rubbing his chest on his back. Andrew shaking moment approached her from behind and slightly bent. She obediently spread her legs and bent her hands around her waist Nike. Andrew Panting was entered in her his penis.

She passionately groaned. Andrew nor how he could not get where necessary.

Then Allah turned to him and kneeling down took his cock in her mouth.

Thoroughly licked it, she again turned her back to him and helped him voyti.

V the same time Mila tried in all over a member of Nike. Member has already begun to rise.

Mila looked up from his task and in a trembling voice: - Guys, come on divan. Ona took Nick for a member and led to the couch. They were followed and Andrew with Alia. Alla still holding Kolka waist, and Andrew continued to fuck her . . .

Andrew poured himself a beer. - Neither of which I do not remember - crushed " he said . - And I remember - Nick said wistfully, - suck it cool. Yes and it hurt my couch. There, look, look, now Im her first time in the ass planted. Polly from her - class!

You see, it slightly went wrong and now Im in a rage vhodit. S screen could hear a mixture of sounds from the music and hot moans.

Nick picked up the remote and began to see an entry in an accelerated mode . - Here, neither of which is not visible from the table.

And now the fun begins.

See ALLCA offers to swap roles.

Slushay. Iz TVs voice of Alla: ; enough you our popochki tyranny. If you want us to be a priest, then we also want you there too; . - Look, See - Nick fidgeted impatiently in his chair - I just finished Mielke in the ass.

On the screen came another voice: ; What are you saying? - Andrew could hardly recognize your voice, - , we then have something to please you, and you like?

Titten what? - Now youll argue - butted Nick poured himself a beer - in, Milk per bag and went away, now the show will be . . . Andrew eagerly drank his beer and reached for a cigarette. Kolyunya added sound: ; Not so with never go - the voice of Nicks TV - lets think of something. I propose to play cards for wishes, - offered Mila - you have a card? ; Nicholas accelerated again show: - There will be a long game to choose - he explained - but now you can see. On the screen of their bare the company has already sat in the circle table and excitedly played cards.

Next to the deck, lay an artificial member with straps . - So - heard the voice of Andrew - Mila, you lost and now you will in turn fulfill our desires.

Alla, I reckon the first . - My dear, now you guys are fucking in two holes, and youll lick my popochku - Alla said softly, rising from his chair and heading for the couch . - No- e, - Nick mumbled rewinding frames - are of little interest.

Right now I lose, I think.

Tochno. S screen Milas voice was heard: - All Kohl caught.

Alia, what do you want?

He will do. Andrew you too think. And I already know. Nicky, get up on the sofa with his knees and hold on to the back, now Ill teach you our craft . . .

Andrew took a nervous sip of beer. From the TV voices could be heard, but he did not hear them. All his attention was riveted to the screen. Meanwhile, Alia gracefully put dildos.

Andrew was struck by this amazing spectacle. Girl with manhood seemed unusually attractive. Her short black hair gave her resemblance to the boy and the white, tender breasts fucking seductive swaying with every movement. In addition, pictures are thin straps cut into the priest emphasized the roundness of the hips girl.

In short, Andrew began to recall the events of yesterday. The screen is lovely went to Alla and kneeling down began to lick her cock. After a few seconds Alla went to Nick and almost force bent his head to the artificial organ. Kolyunya surrendered.

He opened his mouth and Alla view of this they began to rhythmically move the member in his mouth. Andrew meanwhile, approached her from behind and put his arm around his chest. They have merged into a single tseloe. Razbila this track Mila. She climbed under the Nike and took him asleep in his mouth organ.

Andrew was left alone in front of his face. Alla, without wasting time, already was trying to flush the hole Kolyuni. In his tense posture could understand that it is already included vnutr. Andrey, uzrevshy an open heart Mila, was led by a member of the pink lips of the girl. All this he did, that is, under the nose of Nick.

Kolya stared a little bending in the mouth fragrant roses, which already was a member of Andrew.

And within seconds, his cock jumped out of the hot cave and found himself in no less hot mouth friend.

So he went on. Every Milla, once Kolyune. Alla already tried hard. The body of Nick just shook from its aftershocks. - Nick - a hoarse voice, Andrew, - off, let digest . - All right, - has agreed to one - will continue when the girls come.

Joseph Silver was awakened by his stiff legs. He woke up, including consciousness, but he did not climb in a hurry. " Firstly, why is it so dark? Night? . .

No, not that night.

Something else. But what? . . And why are muted other sounds? - He argued long and lazily accustomed to operating with words. The characteristic sense of disgust, covenant body and soul, reminding him that yesterday he was drunk as a pig - and that was all he could think about yesterday. It turned out that he is completely naked, covered with a blanket with his head ( hence the darkness and muffled sounds) , the window wide open, the morning breeze rides on the windowsill with cigarette butts, ashes that fell from the overflowing ashtray on the bare wall, a reproduction of Aivazovsky ( true, hotel room) , on a narrow bed against the opposite wall, his back, sleeping two, wrapped a blanket: one that is closer to the edge of the wall, part of his face sticking out from under the blankets, sleeping with your mouth open, the second one could guess the only confused hair, scattered up the pillow.

Yesterday he was " fired doublet" ( as he called this phenomenon) . Do not resist again, rang the bell.

On the carpet was strewn standard seksshopovsky set flagellant: whip a few tails ( can it yesterday, he depicted a martyr? " I wonder how he get? ) , Leather mask of" victim " with the zipper on your mouth ( unlike in this case, the severed head of man who died a horrible death) , womens boots, abandoned for various angles and bottles, many empty bottles stacked up on the floor in all variations. " If one day I woke up and I see something like this and know that I am? 4u - I would not be surprised, " - thought Silver. He quietly covered his legs with a blanket, still lay with his eyes open. Right outside the window hung a bright sun. It shone in the eyes of Silver, he tried to dodge, but unsuccessfully. " I love the sun, - he thought - but not in such a sorry, a" .

He hid his head with a blanket and dozed off again delirious half- sleep. He was awakened cautious steps and pent- girlish laughter. In the room, smoking a cigarette, strode half- naked blonde now and then coming up to a locked window, dropping ash on the mountain of cigarette butts, overflowing ashtray. It was joined by a second, entered the room with a large towel in his hands, which she dipped a person, small trembling and teeth chattering.

This was a brunette with a shortened form of the body, with mongoloid shaped eyes.

The blonde was higher than its companion for about ten centimeters, her thighs were thin and elongated, pointed some stoop, she wore a narrow band of cowards with a cloth triangle in the groin, to put it bluntly, " napizdnik" - her breasts were small, solid- looking , narrow brown nipples. Metiska stood back. The musculature of the back of it was developed on the sight for sore eyes perfectly, almost like a man, was flat and smooth, only somewhere near the neck flushed two or three fresh pimple, which, however, did not ruin the experience. The color of the body it was not a dark, even the pale.

From clothes to her as were some panties, white lace that crashed over his left side in the buttocks, opening one of the hemispheres, shudder at the movements of jelly. The girls stood and smoked, staring out the window, something vaguely talking openly and often using math. All that Silver watched through a small recess of a declaration made in a blanket. Finally, they in turn put out the butts.

The blonde slowly picked up the boots, a leather mask and sat on the empty bed, it began to pull themselves. The brunette went over to the serving with the head of Joseph. Just close it loomed with dense folds of fat belly, a shiny black hairs in the navel, leaving a track in the direction of the groin. " Hey.

Arise.

Arise.

Do you hear" - not quite sure she touched the head of Joseph, thinking perhaps that this shoulder. Only recently was quite commonplace situation where two half- naked talking together - and now again a spectacle. " Well, well play by the accepted rules, " - thought Joseph, pretending that he just came around and did not understand.

He threw away the blanket and sat up in bed, feigning recreates vision, shivering rubbing his foot on the leg.

He asked the blonde get rid of his boots, clean away the whip, as it has become trite, tasteless. He categorically rejected the proposed condom use, in violation of these instructions. Rather dry, firm lips, was given to a working state agency writer, stout, but short, belted a network of venous cobwebs, with sheltered under the foreskin of a massive head ( so long ago he slept Joseph) eregiruyuschy strictly horizontally somewhere in the north- west. He entered the blonde with ass to moisten her crotch with a viscous, smelly spit. He struggled with his body on her body, and on the sides and buttocks ran a brief wave.

Standing in the bed on all fours, his head is passively give rest on the elbows hands, between themselves entwined, as though she muses. Penis Joseph scurrying and sliding into a warm, non- figurative; had to tread with force and depth, to feel a kind of ring- shaped obstacle - apparently the mouth of the uterus - which, incidentally, was too facilely ( too! ) .

With nothing better to do - as it may sound absurd - he began to study the convexity of a girls range, assuming that some of the vertebrae would be desirable to correct ( occasionally very onpolzovalsyauslugami skillful kostoprava) . Mongoloid girl did its job, fiddling with something behind, tickling the ends flowing hair heels Joseph, covering his shoulder and neck with kisses, we reserve the moisture and cold.

By the way, the girls were the names: blonde named Barbie, metisku - Margo. " That fact, too, hiding behind a pseudonym - thought Joseph. - Interesting situation: all three of them under false names! . . They, too, aliases, because they, too, in its way, the arts, they are also working on the public and their names must be resonant.

In this field of art as well have their own mediocrity, his genius - the lot is pathetic, as the genius of their humble subject unconscious and not be imposed on the general public. If so, lets talk about art and genius of the milkmaids, they, it is true no aliases, but none the less. argument. Oh, please, enough! . . Enough is enough!

Enough nonsense! " - He pleaded for himself, struggling calling ejaculation, straining at the hips, covered with sweat, his eyes closed simulating an imaginary situation, where is he acts with his mother, proposed a twelve- year daughter, high school teacher inadvertently fallen asleep in the hall . . . After a brace Margo. He left her in his shorts, sticking them in a way that could be deployed to observe the anus clean and concise to wrinkles, trimmed with fine black setae, with a tender groin goose bumps - the point here birthmark - and, finally, a pale pink crevice, beyond which was already an illustrative anatomy, where everything was in expanded form, hung, like seafood, very large clitoris. He fuck her just like that - through the protruding on one side of the pants, held hook thumb. Margot, in contrast to the stolid Barbie, moaning, tossing his head and standing on all fours, scratching at the sheets, collecting them in the folds.

Silver wanted to come along with this exotic creature, and even something a few times wonderfully sweet and knocking at the very root of his trunk, but, to laugh, then run away. At the same time a member of it in the hot, moving the hole Margot once with two fingers - index and disgraceful. He felt the movement of its members - lumpy and hard, sensed his secret work. He got the idea otmasturbirovat directly into the vagina.

This was new. Anticipating a wild pleasure, long- awaited ejaculation, he immersed one after the other - the ring finger, little finger. Oddly, all four fingers will easily accommodate, covered with mucus. With his thumb turned out more difficult. He was like a bear in the folk crowded attics.

Nevertheless, he was there. Suzivshemu hand, Joseph was still a little more progress, covering member of a pinch. Truly, a womans vagina, as well as public opinion, able to stretch in all directions. The thumb of another hand holding the panties in the raised position, plunged into the anus.

By a strange whim of the body is all there already was wet. Smudge came almost to the base, when suddenly stumbled - literally pricked - on solid obstacle: it was tightly formed stools. " Shit, - stated Joseph - of course, shit.

In the morning we must defecate, dear Margo. Well, she did not defecate.

Well, did not happen. Well, no shit! " So what? " - He defended it. - And God with her, and with this its hard stools.

It was not repelled. He was not a novice. Not one of the rectum was investigated. It was unpleasant, but.

He explained that his lukewarm attitude to this fact is simple: we are all human beings. Meanwhile, the sperm is just about prepared to run on all seed duct; orgasm was close. In lust opacification reason Joseph wanted to elbow to dip both hands into a womans insides, get there before the heart itself, compress it in his fist, bringing both himself and her inexplicable, total ecstasy. He had long noticed how Margo is beating his head on the bed, trying to escape and re- fed back. But he clearly heard her poluston- polurychane, whom she embarrassed herself, and the words spoken excitedly: " P- p- pozhzhaluyssta ! ! . . " This sharply shifted the consciousness of Joseph: before all that he thought that the partner brings incredible joy, but then - suddenly he was horrified, bewildered, he found a suitable case arguments: " Shut up.

And endure the pain. I weep for all - mentally he turned to prostitutes . - And if I weep, you have the right. The customer is always right! " . . In this one I turn? " - once asked himself. - You become primitive, animal! Worse!

Much worse! . .

Mom, Mom!

Up which I myself brought? " - He was ready to weep - not stopping meanwhile automatic frictions - as he suddenly realized that this is a hangover leads to a dark labyrinth, cast into delirium. Nausea impulses came to his throat. And Margo shouted: " Ah- ah . . Ah! " - While pohihikivaya hysterically: it was her orgasm.

It turns out that all this time she really got a great pleasure, which is outwardly manifested in the form of her suffering. " What a bitch! " What a hypocritical whore! " - Remained dissatisfied with it - to the atrocities - Joseph, whom she surprised a ejaculation. Barbie in the next bed lay back on the mating and poorly represented the fact that she was asleep. Apparently choked her jealousy, as she too left without an orgasm.

Toilet and bath were combined. Joseph Silver was looking at myself in the mirror ellipse, and saw that his body like ants, consisting as it were, from individual beads: largest ball - the pelvis and abdomen, the middle one - the chest and shoulders, and very small - the head, and to them - thin, redkovlasye paws. Truly, had to praise the current tradition, modern suits that allow busy lyudyamprenebregat physical form. Silver face was tanned, but not under the sun, he took it a tan - it was the result of frequent and extravagant orgies.

His hair was bleached to the color of milk. Somewhere I even combined its not bad - tan face and white hair ( although it was artificially) .

He was careful not to make any sudden head movement, straddled the toilet. It is fundamentally not pohmelyalsya, fearing to become an alcoholic, so endured the inevitable pain. " Pushing out his servant to drop.

Nothing is left - he kept saying, shit with an effort - an interesting relationship. Whats next? " How much more do I need to get distortions to open a proper way? To divine ( I repeat: the " divine" ) to ejaculate " . .

But the biggest distortion would, in my opinion, to offer his hand to her heart. Ha- ha! " . . Indeed! " Thats how it happens: she ( the most notorious Margo) all in white, with a white veil, and I - like Dracula - a tuxedo and a cane. And then: innocent kiss with closed lips, a romantic relationship - and love, love and tears, and snot, damn it! " . .

And after - coitus. coitus killing! " And all over again ( no doubt that the so- called chastity is one of the many forms of passion, more subtle, sophisticated, not without a certain pragmatism) . . Here he goes! Here they are, new ways of mankind! clever! on you, the Nobel Prize, received. Thank you. " Yes, yes .

It is necessary to heal: abstinence, diet, rest. " Out of habit, getting up, he looked into the toilet bowl and washed away all the noisy cascade. " This brutal time destroys everything, as streams of water from the toilet tank toilet, " - he thought. He suddenly felt terribly sad and sorry for everyone and everything with him. His nervous system was ill, and he felt like three hundred crows, tired of living . . .

One evening I was fulfilling her family duties went to get out in the stables. Then I remembered porn stories, which are very fond of reading in the evening, I leaned over to a member of the horse and began to massage it. The gun colt quickly took combat readiness and increased to enormous size. By the time I was still tselkoy.

Mne did not want to lose virginity to some horse, but fate had its own way, touched his horses hoof with a bucket of manure, I bent down to tie it all into place and suddenly felt a terrible pain in the anus . The horse was unceremoniously put his dick in my ass and started to push him into the depths of my bowels. I screamed in pain, but nobody could hear me, everyone was visiting my aunt. The horse continued to thrust his cock with great pressure, I tried to escape, but a member so deeply was sitting on my ass, that nothing happened. His eyes darkened, I lost consciousness.

Stallion shamelessly fucked me several hours, during this time I then lost consciousness, then again ochukhivayemsya. Finally, after about two hours of terrible agony, a member of the horse began to decline. At the first opportunity I have tried to escape, but his strength had left me, all the clothes, the hay was in the blood. I again lost consciousness.

As luck would have parents decided to stay with his aunt. I just lay there with a member of the horse in the anus, sex night. Around three oclock he again decided to play with my points.

Torture began.

This lasted about an hour. Then before dinner, horse . . . . . n me more than five times. Since then I have only anal sex, and only with people

Once, returning from work, I got stuck in an elevator with a young man. Ive never been afraid to ride with people, but this time I was scared, but did not try to show it. He had long looked at me and suddenly started to approach me. Suddenly, I felt that someones hand begins to crawl under my skirt and touching my thong ( Suddenly turning off the lights) , after the hand started to shoot them and touch me, I take pleasure.

Suddenly a man pushed his finger into her vagina and started moving. I groaned somewhere about 15 minutes, and then a guy approached me and began to take off my clothes and I like for the team was pulling his clothes. Soon we were completely naked and the guy started to love to me, and then started fucking me and having fun. I moaned and stonala.

Vdrug he jumped up and grabbed me by the hair and ordered me to lick his penis. Then I gave him a blowjob. When I sat down on him with her ass and started moving with all his strength. He groaned as the cut.

Shortly after the process of copulation, we got dressed and met.

He was the boss of one company. Soon as we got off the elevator, I asked him for a cup of coffee. And he soglasilsya.

2Kogda we entered, I went to the kitchen to prepare tea, and he went into the bathroom. When he went into the kitchen, I was almost naked with a vibrator in her vaginal opening. Then he went up ( by way of removing his trousers and underpants) , he stuck his penis in my anus and began to move.

Suddenly he threw all the dishes and put his hands on the vibrator and pressed it. I screamed, I was pleased to feel that I included as much as 2 members. While the vibrator was moving in me with great force, that I enjoyed only by members. Suddenly it is over?

2il at me from behind and I fell accidentally on the table and a vibrator with all the force stared at me. He pulled it out and started to fuck me 40 minutes. After we went to the bathroom, where he poured a bath, we flopped into it, and he continued to fuck, and then make love and gave me a lake. Soon, he put his corn pod in my vagina and brought me into the bedroom spalnyu.

3V he wiped me and tied, and said that I screamed, and he satisfied me. After an hour of hot sex, he asked to call to some neighbor. I called a neighbor to the top, and he agreed to come. I discovered Peter in a white robe with a white bloom. Bathrobe was almost transparent and Peter almost fell.

I grabbed him and pushed him into the apartment. And we made love right in the hallway.

Then we went into the bedroom.

When we entered the bedroom, I lit up a lot of cameras. Suddenly Edick came to me and licked the tip of my ear and whispered that she wanted to do grupovuhoy and record everything on video camera. Soglasilas. 4Petr I hugged my waist and threw me on the bed.

I gave myself to him with pleasure.

He did with me what he wanted. He kissed me, and then moved on to heavy artillery. Edick everything down when I was distracted from Peter, I saw that Edik flow mouth. He pounced on me, and we continued and continued.

Soon I fell asleep. I woke up that something was dripping on me. When I opened my eyes, I saw Peter dripped on my apple juice. I am very happy and hugged him.

Then again, he undressed, and we repeat our sexy opyt. Kogda I said goodbye to him, then began to cry and went to work.

Hello everyone. My name is Veronica, I live in Moscow. I have a fairly dramatic appearance . . Probably = ) ) .

A slender figure, soft tanned skin, beautiful breasts of medium size, elegant nose, big bright green eyes and dark red hair to her shoulders.

I cannot do with myself. I can not build relationships with guys and it all ends immediately after the first sex on the first date . .

Girls like me a lot and they are commonly called mutt. I am well aware that this is bad, but I can not help myself . . Maybe when I was not so, but all began to happen after that incident that happened to me in my youth . . Outside it was spring. The sun shone through the windows and all around rejoice heat.

I lived then with her mother and older sister Mashka 15 floor 16 floor house on the outskirts of Moscow and in the evenings when the sun began to go out the window of my room beautiful view. I loved to sit on the windowsill and dream . . Or something to read, so that no one would have bothered . .

On that memorable day with his mother Mary had gone to the house and I stayed mistress apartment. Finally something. I took the book and climbed on his favorite wide sill immersed in reading. I do not know how much time has passed, but the window began to get dark . . Then the doorbell rang.

Strange . . I kind of waits for no one.

I went to the door and looked through the peephole. Behind the door stood Kostya guy with whom sort of met Mary and some of his friend.

I calmed down opened the door. - Hey hello . . But Masha is not at home . . - How well are not at home?

We are going to fucking Tipo fun today. He smelt of pregarom and then. eyes were widened, but in general the course was under chea. F2o stronger beer . . I was not myself and I began to leave. - It is not, Neeta.

It is in the country.

Would you like to call her. Bye.

I tried to close the door but he effortlessly held her back. Pereglanuvshis other Kostya nasty grin bared yellow teeth. And pushing open the door said - Oh, no. We decided to have fun and we have fun. - Well lads entertained elsewhere.

I tried it pushing off on the stairs but he suddenly pushed me. I wondered where did freak obebanogo such force. A friend, whose name I did not remember too went into the apartment and turned the key in the door into his pocket.

I screamed. But they only laughed. - Are you sure you want to call for assistance conditional, baby? he asked wryly smiling one. Another took a long, sharp knife . . - Ch. What you need? . . stuttering I asked. - Beauty, we need you . . You were always my cheerleader . .

Such a smart chick. Pokruche his sisters going . . He dragged me into the room and knocked on the bed. I was thinking stupidly. Although it is felt that that tobudet.

Something very bad . . - So you want? - Do not you understand? - No . . . - Undress female. - Chchto? ? - I said take off your clothes. He approached me and started to unbutton my jeans . . Again I cried, and tried to push him.

But what I could do. He continued. Then I was forcefully struck him with his feet in the chest.

Kostya fell and hit his head on the cupboard. The blow apparently was too strong . . A friend of his at the same time struck me swinging his fist in the face. Kostya rose. he is no longer laughing. Without warning, he took me by the hair.

I threw on the floor and then kicked him. Several severe shocks occurred in the stomach, in the face . . I cried. But he beat and beat. . . I lost consciousness. .

When I woke up then realized that Im lying.

I am bound hand and feet . . Then I heard a fact that I was lying completely naked. I was very embarrassed and I tried to hide behind. Then I remembered what happened and looked around.

Lifting his head, realized that Kostya is standing right in front of me. It is without pants and grinning. I wanted to scream but I realized that I can not say a word. My mouth was sealed with my same tape from my own table.

I looked with horror at her sisters boyfriend. His head was spinning zhudko and I hardly knew. - Well, what a bitch, changed her mind? He otleil tape and podoshol close to me . . - Saucy. - What? - I said take it in your mouth and suck. - For anything, Id rather die. - Well it can be corrected. He again began to beat. I screamed, but he advised to shut up and said so - You shut up bitch.

Are you going to do everything I tell you.

Otherwise it is nothing here for you to score before his death. And you can not try, do not yell. No neighbors at home. I understand the futility of my situation, but stubbornly refused to yield, then he grabbed me by the hair and began beating on the table face, and one kicked me down. from the pain I have spark from the voice fell.

I begged them to stop, but they did not stop. Finally they stopped and he asked - Youll be a good girl? Hmmm? ll listen? I could only that the nod . . what else ostavalos. - thats umnichka girl.

Just like that. He sat on the bed mnya and spread my legs as far as possible to the rope. He put his hand into my pussy . .

And a friend said neigh- O, overcame it still virgin . . - But at nothing. We are the quick fix. I cried and begged not to touch me. But they did not listen. Kostya set me on my knees and forced to take by mouth to his penis.

He was thick, long. Just a giant. He completely did not fit in my mouth. - Saucy, like candy. he commanded. I remembered how when something was sucking Chupa Chups and clumsily began to lick it. - Take away the teeth, lips Work. I tried as best I could, and soon became good at it . .

He abruptly pushed my head and his cock fully entered into my mouth and climbed straight into the throat. I thought that my tiny little mouth is now broken. Finally at the end there be a white liquid.

I wanted to step aside, but he did not.

Swallow it, bitch swallow he yelled. I gulped, but just barely swallowed it.

It was not a pleasant taste . . some salt . . He finished.

I fell to the floor and lay coughing. But thats all daaaleko not ended.

I found it again with another. I was breathless. - Guys, well enough please . . Lord, my bad! Well at least let the water! - ahahaha water? wanted to drink, nipple? And do not you know that urine- best drink? he again took me by the hair and shoved me into a member of the very throat and began sssat.

I tried to spit it out, but shouted for me to swallow.

In the end, I blevanula.

But he did not spare me . . - Female sex with his own vomit Eat! He hit me in the stomach and directly face dipped in a puddle my own vomit. I will never forget the humiliation he experienced. Forced to eat everything . .

Then they made me cancer.

I do not know what I have to, and dreaded his fate . .

Approached his friend.

Parted my legs so my butt was at the very sight. Several times, spat on my hole and rubbed.

Then put back one finger and slowly began to move them. was very unpleasant . . Then he slowly put his second . . Everything seemed not so bad . . About drew his fingers. Ive been calmed down . .

How dramatically my pussy pierced terrible pain . .

He stuck his member a thick there. then pulled out . . and re- insert. The pain was terrible. He moved to the rear and forward. Finally it became a little easier.

Suddenly. Kostya came up and a little more spread out my buttocks.

A friend moved a little and he also became a shove his dick in my pussy! it totally does not fit that one member of each other . . And here are two. I sobbed and cried out in pain. But they did not care. Then slowly he began to climb . .

Two, two whole huge members tried to move my ass. It was so awful.

I started to lose consciousness from the pain. They finally finished . . They roughly pulled its members out of me. Sperm ran round to my pope. My more recently a tiny hole was huge, there could shove something huge . .

What they did. They stuck me back a beer bottle.

And they laugh.

Then forced to chew over feces and semen from the members. . .

When finally they got tired to play with my pussy, and members . . .

It is as much in winter, the 72m, in Novosibirsk. At that time I had a girlfriend - a swallow- kosulechka, wonderful in all respects - ladnenkaya, affectionate, comfortable and feminine in a rarity, and most importantly - make even the long view. Once we had nagostilis and came to the platform waiting for the others. I pressed it into a corner - and lets kiss.

Young was so drunk and carried away a bit, a couple of times on the neck, walked, suddenly she pushed me and whispers: - Well, now I wet to cold to go?

A Dubec something in the yard was pretty much where the line and go. Before we reached the stop, and then I sat down in the snow - a shop- a colder - pushed the hem of her coat between the legs front and wrapped envelope, like a baby to cover her female cases, planted on his knees, clasped his coat and pressed it more firmly. She told me - his hands in his bosom, his nose - in the collar and quiet. And I had thick fur mittens, so I heated one armpit. When the trolley drove, I had this glove stuck between her legs: - Hold on!

We rode the same arm in arm, she nourished, but something was still silent, but when went home, turned on me with his fists so evil so tan and crying, barely pacified. - What are you doing? - Do you think it was easy to keep your mitten? Shes like a hand! Do you love me still shaking.

So try to understand these women, when they are well, and when not.

WAT IS CONCREET DE BEDOELING??
De bedoeling is dat u op regelmatige basis een bericht toevoegt op uw blog. U kan hierin zetten wat u zelf wenst.
- Bijvoorbeeld: u heeft een blog gemaakt voor gedichten. Dan kan u bvb. elke dag een gedicht toevoegen op uw blog. U geeft de titel in van het gedicht en daaronder in het bericht het gedicht zelf. Zo kunnen uw bezoekers dagelijks terugkomen om uw laatste nieuw gedicht te lezen. Indien u meerdere gedichten wenst toe te voegen op eenzelfde dag, voegt u deze toe als afzonderlijke berichten, dus niet in één bericht.
- Bijvoorbeeld: u wil een blog maken over de actualiteit. Dan kan u bvb. dagelijks een bericht plaatsen met uw mening over iets uit de actualiteit. Bvb. over een bepaalde ramp, ongeval, uitspraak, voorval,... U geeft bvb. in de titel het onderwerp waarover u het gaat hebben en in het bericht plaatst u uw mening over dat onderwerp. Zo kan u bvb. meedelen dat de media voor de zoveelste keer het fout heeft, of waarom ze nu dat weer in de actualiteit brengen,... Of u kan ook meer diepgaande artikels plaatsen en meer informatie over een bepaald onderwerp opzoeken en dit op uw blog plaatsen. Indien u over meerdere zaken iets wil zeggen op die dag, plaatst u deze als afzonderlijke berichten, zo is dit het meest duidelijk voor uw bezoekers.
- Bijvoorbeeld: u wil een blog maken als dagboek. Dagelijks maakt u een bericht aan met wat u er wenst in te plaatsen, zoals u anders in een dagboek zou plaatsen. Dit kan zijn over wat u vandaag hebt gedaan, wat u vandaag heeft gehoord, wat u van plan bent, enz. Maak een titel en typ het bericht. Zo kunnen bezoekers dagelijks naar uw blog komen om uw laatste nieuwe bericht te lezen en mee uw dagboek te lezen.
- 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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