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Oh god what a thrill. Wait, let the ass get used to it and I will continue.
Even before lunch, leaving the parking lot and about to go on business, I saw the same girl from the neighboring department, who was standing on the edge of the road, looking for something in the distance. This was very unusual, because the nature of her work, unlike mine, was not traveling.
I went to the conductor, my friend said in that car, can she come to me? .. The conductor said that this was not quite according to the rules, but it was possible. I returned to the compartment, where Anya was already sitting with her backpack and cape, reached into my backpack, took out a chocolate bar. Anya suddenly, oh, chocolate ... I say, sorry, this is the conductor for allowing you to move. Ok, okay, I heard back.
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Hello! My name is Sergey and this is my first story, so don't judge too harshly :) This story happened to me in 2011, when I was in my second year at university. Studying was not particularly given to me, and, accordingly, bad grades and failed tests were the norm. Because of one of these offsets, this story happened. But first, a little about myself. A guy of twenty years old, athletic build (played football and kickboxing), height 182 cm and 20 cm in pants, dark hair and green eyes. Girls often paid attention to me, and I confess, I liked it.
I walked around Sasha and saw a joyfully smiling Vera, who was kneeling on the bed, legs slightly apart, and raising her hands up as if she wanted hugs.
“Galya, what are you? Learned completely. Festive evening now. With Santa Claus and Snow Maiden”
Ay! Cold, cold.
What gift are you preparing for me?

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