Sexs live. and like everything.
“Wait, here,” the man fished the jacket off the shelf and held it out. “Take it. and the dog, Zhozhik, call
Why Zhuzhik?. and the jacket is still useful. – The woman took a plush dog, a pile of bills, wrapped it all with a towel, which she had previously wiped, turned to the man, winked and sent an air kiss and opened the massive door and jumped off.
The cab door slammed shut, The driver was sitting on the couch, trying to catch the fragrance that was, but he was gone, there was only the smell of the carpenters, tobacco and unwashed body. Sexs live.