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Oksana is not quite understand what’s happening:
- We’re kissing that or what?
They walked slowly through the park.
Every thought of her. It took no less than a quarter of an hour, when Oksana broke the silence:
- I know, it seemed. or imagined. or.
God knows how this word called.
- I know – killed her friend – do not suffer. – Across her mind was clear that she thinks the same thing.
- And who could this only come to mind? – With mock indignation asked Oksana.
Jeanne smiled, her eyes reflected the gloomy and rainy low sky, and said quietly:
- I, too, would like to continue.
Girls faced foreheads, studied newspaper ads. Live free chat.