Michael nestled in bed and sighed a sad, tragic sigh true hypochondriac ... for a moment, he thought, it is in whose bed. Obviously, not his. It does not matter. He was sick of his fever, he felt drunk. But he was in good hands. He had a vague feeling that brought him here, Valerie. The idea proved to be quite exciting. Being remote from the fire on the shoulders of caryatids. Michael chuckled as the shkolnik.Valeri came back into the room and sat down beside him on the bed. He pressed his lips to the glass of Michael. Cognac. The drink burned his throat and chest became hot. When he drank to the bottom of all, Valerie pressed it to her luxurious breasts, holding a hand over his cheek, smashed his ear and forced to open his mouth. In this position, Michael felt quite happy under the maternal protection and care of this magnificent strong woman.
A Few Memories of a Long Life
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