Bangedup - adolescents

Exciting and interesting. We jump out of opustevshey school. Storozhiha, closes the door behind us and vorchit that we are so late. We go on winter streets. Something falls from the sky not the rain, not the snow. One word - rainfall. Physics tells about the Institute, where he learns in absentia, pro brother, who works at Baikonur, and I think I know him long ago. I want to take him under the arm, but I understand it, you can not.

Until nelzya.Tetrad Mishi / Sbylas dream idiot! We bought a car. A father's rights have been, and he became teach me himself. Already the second week in my life no other joy, except for vertet baranku waste. From this, and I write in the book became less frequent. On the other hand, if vdumatsya what to do with notebooks? Output Natashke as agreed? No, what may be the collective chitki? This excluded. I am such a ponapisal.

Perhaps the book I give it, but on condition that no one read nothing will. Is that it itself. After all, here basically all of us with it. And even if she decides what to do with those records. Bangedup - adolescents. On the personal front, so far without change. Although I increasingly ask myself the question, which is what I zatsiklilsya to Kate. Vaughn, how many beautiful girls. In parallel, some beauties, in the tenth have decent shots. Perhaps, in general, better yakshatsya no longer with the class.

Problems less. Now I will travel by car, but because of my potential, part zafalovyvaniya girls will be immeasurably higher. While I workout without rights, stealthily, but to motnut in the dunes, on the seashore, the right not needed. The machine is not a god knows what - four seventh; Moskvich, but this is still a car, not a motorcycle or velosiped.Strannoe case-Natashka my walks with Igor.

This is not expected. Also me, koresh called. Although, of course, it is now free. The rate of convergence, I see, they have wachsenden. Igor here once approached me and the first long myalsya, and then asked, I do not sell him the stack of condoms. Sell, why not to do a good turn comrade. Tomorrow bring, I promised, though could pay immediately, they were in my bag. Houses, I took out the stack, put on the table and looked at it long.

I brutalise great art. I am up a sewing needle, and to urge me to make a small bag prokol in the center. And then trace smooth nails. That would be something if Natasha zatyazheleet of Igorka! I have long looked at the bag and spit in his hand needles. Actually, I elaborated the principle itself of action in case I somewhat doubt. The method is simple. Delhi free. Imagine me odolevayut doubt, I do not know what decision to take.

Then I strain and will inspire myself that I had already taken a decision and, as in this case, condom prokolol. I will now analyze their feelings, but given that the case has allegedly done. And I feel bitterness, shame. Why should I do it? That's fine. Now I know that wanted to do wrong. And accept an alternative solution. And it myself, just in case, progonyayu on its scheme. The method is very good, I recommend.

The main thing is able to inspire ourselves that some of the options have already been realized. This is all complicated. But after some training, all would receive. Dario idea. Only this time, I somehow entered against his ideas. I have taken and prokolol entire stack. Yes so that the tip of needles vyskochil the other. And then, as planned, repair prokol nails. No, think nothing defined. But both products have been punctured in the very important place.

This is exactly. But Igor did not know about it. Nor will he inflate them before using! But Natasha can learn. On admission to the gynecologist! I gave Igor bag, he became a U.S. grivennik me, I pushed his hand. - Beri, take, simply, why me your money. Good luck to you. I raspiralo of their own generosity. And even had some cold feeling of revenge to Natashke. And what? Suddenly they are lucky? And it does not zaletit.

Checking fate. And more interesting. What will happen first - they use my gift or she reads my entries? I submit its face, if a condom at first, then notebook. Well, if instead, then everything is reduced to a joke and, hence, Providence on their side. Do not buy condoms at random people! Axiom. The school set to start New Year play. During the general rehearsal I ottarabaniv its role, went behind the scenes.

Everywhere scurry of excited children, I went to distant corner of the stage. U portieres stood and watched in German schelochku. Near nobody was. I neslyshno approached from behind. Close-close. - Guten so - I whispered. - Hello, Osipov, - she replied, iskosa looking at me. I pridvinulsya even closer, making pretend that also want to look at the scene. And I press to it. She was not pushed. I felt the smell of her perfume, I have been higher growth and concerned about her nose hair.

I understand, one wrong gesture and all idyll destroyed. Larisa right hand rested on a wooden periltse. - What is your beautiful bracelet - I whispered and made unthinkable. I extended a hand and moved her bracelet, and if electricity to run between us. I lightly stroked her arm, from the bracelet up to the elbow. She turned to me hi s head and said: - The brother sent, he served in Germany - and smiled. - You are such beautiful today - your hands, I still stick to her elbow. - Thanks for the compliment, Osipov. - This is not a compliment. - A what? - Here's what - and I touched her lips cheeks. With natyazhkoy it can be called Potseluia.