Plump Rumps: Whisky with ice, or a letter from Helena
Space isotropically. Time flows in all directions equally. Classical mechanics skorostey.Znakomtes small. Lenochka. Actually, it's another name, but its name is usually the case. Naturally beautiful, of course, clever. There is a sense of humour, even in abundance. Vesela, laughs and jokes. It is a mystery to the whole group, as well as time to not only partying, but to sit only on the five sessions. Get it - the dream of all your friends opposite (and not only) sex ... Let mechtayutItak, zakryli.Opyat five sessions, again, again ...
Lenochka took the glass, threw a few cubes of ice and poured whisky. Dostal edinichku and lit. So, she smokes, it means that today something happens? Perhaps vice versa Perhaps it is already becoming a ritual, as is repeated every day All such rastakaya-one .... absolutely, in an empty apartment in anticipation of his bezrezultatnom potusknevshih knight in armor.
Figures from the bluish smoke in the bizarre curve in posture, podtayavshy ice in a glass and its breath She loves him, Angela, her guardian. He loves her mind without. All zamechTatelno simply. Only together they are not and never will be. Do happiness always in short supply because most of fines. Yes, sometimes they occur and steal a piece of happiness. They madly happy moments brief meetings, but very miserable years, centuries, millennia alone among humans. I do not want to do anything, do not want to go nowhere. Yes and no, and not to whom.
Days become only wait. Waiting for word on a pair of soap, his call waiting at least news of it may be, but sometimes it is still ringing ... Although the last time it was a very long time ago Warm water jets are pleased to relate the skin and wash off all traces of tears today. Another ..
Only hope ... that this is all there is. I want to believe and not abandoned pure feelings. We want to be! I bessililie kills and helplessness, but nothing done. Familiar hands grasping her from behind, and he kisses her in the neck. Hair kisses, embraces. It smells terpko tenderness and love. He whispers her gentle words and ironing familiar twists itself and the nearest native. Heart elated and overtake each other in beshennom pace, it is not possible to say anything. I do not need to. Finally, it all possible processing of tenderness and love, you can give it to yourself. I become really very happy for a couple of minutes, to present happiness of the beloved. Only a few moments.
He turned her face and kissed softly in the lips. On some dried apricots. I asked forgiveness and no offences, and cursed himself for the fact that there could be a number of ... But it can be themselves, to sing and I love to starry skies, and everything else so nevazhno.Lena opened his eyes. Linen is empty. The apartment nobody. Only the smell of cigarettes and melted ice in stakane.I another day, and again just waiting Maybe this is all a blank?
