Magical stories

So, Masha and Rita found each other in the jungle of exquisite underwear - among bras, lace belts, and combinations. Masha, without any pleasure, searched for intimate goods and was full of the most black melancholy. Edik had time to give up on her and did not even try to in any way to excite in her marital enthusiasm and reward for what she had to share with his bed. When Masha thought that their marriage was hopelessly acidic, tears flowed down her cheeks. The newlyweds even stopped asking her for her opinion on the technique of sex...

A little bit of it came to light. The fact is that she always behaved like a baby, who climbed out of his skin to justify the parents and denies in every way that it is Dad and Mom who pours tar in the honey of his life. All the injustices Masha always took for granted and retroactively justified the parents, in particular, the father. As for the mother, she, being by nature a woman of inflexible will, never hid her cold, almost indifferent attitude to her daughters ... Poor, poor Edik Svetlov...

When Edik did not return to the hotel for dinner that evening, Masha felt a child's sucking fear - somewhere in the lower abdomen - she could have pointed out the anatomical organ and more precisely - yes, she remembered that fear from the time she listened to it, waiting for the key to turn at the end of the day in the lock of the front door and for her father to come home. The girl never knew what would happen this time and when the fight would begin. Now, sitting alone in a hotel room, she was thinking about how much she had to endure from him - from her father...

That day Edik had to go to Bubi Yar alone, and she stayed in the room, continuing to think about how it all could happen to her. She remembered the big dacha in Pushkino, which the family rented for the summer. At the time, everything seemed simple. Mom always invited a lot of guests. She remembered the big dacha in Pushkino, which the family rented for the summer. At the time, everything seemed simple. Mom always invited a lot of guests. The Semenovs had fun. It was fun, easy, though it wasn't a big deal...

You're not dressed yet! Edik rubbed his palm against the palm of his hand carnivorously and sat down near a suitcase of delicacies and immediately started his breakfast. Masha sat down next to him with her legs pressed under her feet in a pink silk nightgown. Whenever she reached out to get chocolate out of a huge box, her left breast appeared slightly and her matt nipple was exposed. - Easy on the candy, or it'll blow you apart," Edik warned. - You're not dressed yet! - He was nagging a little later...

Edik, the same man Masha was now sharing the bed with, so far, it seems he hasn't had her half to death. Masha came to such a conclusion on the simple ground that she had not yet lost her ability to think calmly and soberly. When Edik was textbooks putting her on herself, she did experience some short-term discomfort. It's like gynecological manipulation when two weeks earlier a doctor at a district women's clinic was installing Masha's antediluvian contraceptive diaphragm. Ignoring her shouting...

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Edik took the car's hand and shook it a little bit. This strange man, whose surname would still be inscribed in her "hammer and sickle", was standing next to her. You just feel it, it turns out he has sticky palms. Masha looked at the guy she had married. All she had to do was hope that they would not have a daughter. And if, according to the evidence, this happens, then do not give her such a Schnabel god as a parent! Masha was already ready to voice publicly that everything that was happening...

And even earlier, on a sweet June afternoon, seventeen white pure bluebirds were blown out of the gilded cells in the large banquet hall of the still magnificent Prague. That day Masha Semenova married Edik Svetlov. For Masha, the marriage was not as socially significant an event as, say, for Edik, who was bored to sit under the wing of his Old Testament and mighty as Sawaof, the pope, whose authority in the commercial part was unquestionable. Marriage was for Edik an act of moral maturity, independence and the status of a solid and solid businessman, which he had long dreamed of revered ...

Women voted. Children screamed. The wounded were moaning. For several months now Masha Semenova has been watching how hard Russians have been exterminating Chechens and vice versa. At the end of the twentieth century, the war in the Caucasus was not as romantic as in the works of Pushkin and Tolstoy. Women voted. Children shouted. The wounded were moaning. There was a murmur of a bulldozer that was burying another hastily dug mass grave... And now, sitting right on the bare ground in the suburbs...