In just a couple of minutes, the air around me in the clearing, to which I moved to participate in the raid, was utterly condensed from the continuous squeak, with which the unfortunate imitator had to replace my very valuable thoughts about what had happened. What occupied me most of all was the assurances of both casual acquaintances that at night we even went to the shower together ... the three of us, and even tightly clinging.I took out an object that interested me from my bag.sepulkilegendary itemUsed for sepulationAnd that's it. Pranksters-developers, boarding them with horseradish in all holes three hundred and thirty-three times, sweaty eaters of fish giblets, their motherfucking cuttlefish! What, am I a pirate or out for a walk?Again, the Phoenixes called me to the raid. In such a raid, in which Anastaria the Great immediately begins to load Mahan Loch with her problems. In a normal, in general, joint raid with Phoenix. Damn me, the Heffalump didn't come! My next taxes

The tailor, tiring me with his grazing and endless “young man”, forced me to undress to my underwear, drove me onto a cylindrical rotating stand and started measuring, dumbfounded at the moment of measuring the length of the leg, so that he was healthy! With difficulty suppressing the desire to kill the unlucky Achtung, I stoically endured until the end of the procedure, after which, with a sigh of relief, I rushed to get dressed. Aron Moiseevich called Natalya Ilyinichna, who turned out to be a very friendly lady a little younger than me. And so friendly that only my self-issued quest did not allow me to immediately invite Natalya Ilyinichna to meet the next dawn on my terrace. As if in passing, I pulled out her phone number and email address. Backlog, so to speak, for the future. If the date goes as planned, I'll call her today. About eight, I hope.Together they sat down with a catalog in which there were many broad-shouldered men in jackets, tuxedos, frock coats, camisoles, tailco

- A through gunshot to the chest from a large-caliber rifle, then - open-heart resuscitation ... - he also points with his finger! Well, there wasn’t a scar left after divine intervention, well, the skin looks clean, like a baby’s, is that a reason to poke a finger at a living person? I involuntarily caught the admiring glance of one of the students, who had already recovered from the shock and, gleaming glasses, eagerly looked at me from the waist down. No, I'm not shy myself, but I would have expected less interest from a medical student ... Mechanically, I lowered my head ... Fathers! I almost jumped and then tried to crawl away. Oh, Elune, oh, and a joker! With a part of my consciousness, I slipped into the astral and yelled with all my might, scaring away the multi-colored Spirits:- Radiant Elune! I appeal to your mercy!In response, a chuckle was heard - and, in addition to Elune, I thought a couple more voices were no less melodic, - and that part of my consciousness that rema

- Yes. I want you to get off my daughter! she said. - It's not about you! You're ruining all our plans! “Well, I don’t understand, how can you be such a vicious shrew?! I even felt sorry for Killer for a minute, so that he was healthy! And at the same time myself for having spent more than two months side by side with this creature. She has already crippled Nastya all her life, and she is always thinking of how to sell her more profitably. - Tell me what do you want? What do you need?I leaned back in my chair and looked at her skeptically.“What do I need from you, Barsina?” I asked. - Items? Gold? I am well provided for."Well, maybe there's something…" she suggested hastily.“I don’t want to make deals with the enemy!” I waved it off.“Maybe something expensive that you recently lost?” suggested the temptress.- What do you know? I frowned.“I heard,” the druid smiled, rubbing her hands, “that you lost your ship!”- Barsina! I looked at her wearily. “I’m already tired of explaining

- What happened to you? I asked."Don't you understand yourself?" she sighed. "Can't you see what's happening to me?" I want to finally be loved. I want you to love me.“I love you,” I said. She jumped up, looking wide-eyed at mine - she expected anything but recognition. “I love you,” I repeated.She stood up, moving her lips towards me. I returned the kiss as I unwrapped her from the package she had made for herself. Under the covers, she was completely naked and immediately began to violently pull off everything that I was wearing, just not tearing my clothes to pieces. I tossed the pillows and lay down beside her, hugging her tighter.* * *We fell asleep only in the morning. More precisely, we calmed down only by midnight, and then for several more hours we simply basked in each other's arms, talking about our lives along the way. Wow, we lived side by side for two months, and we still didn’t have time to share so much! .. Even during the active part of our evening, we, moving be