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Borderline Chapter 7, Chapter 12




William tried not to call. The cough had become so strong that they have brought so vigorous retching from the tear it.
The stranger leaned over him. "All right buddy?" She asked in throaty tone. He was tall, very tall, and completely shaved. He wore a beard and mustache not quite blacks and a collar of skin around the neck with studs on pinned. The trousers were dropped. The point of sex is still the mood of pleasure beads. Will, kneeling at his feet, he nodded. The other was limited to dress and leave the booth.
Since Heath had left, attend the kind of places had become a habit. Was not lavishing sexual pleasure to satisfy himself, let alone others.
He wanted to punish himself.
looked at the man out without saying goodbye. He wiped the remnants of semen with a tissue, the rest went down with the saliva. It had never happened to cough with Heath, he slides in, with which a pleasure. With him was a pleasure. His eyes went back to fill with tears. It was only after nearly four years of love and dedication, her boyfriend had given up. In another case, a gynecologist. She blew her nose as tears copiously rigargli returned to his face. Estimated if at this late hour it was wiser to go home or wait until another stranger came to clean the thing with his mouth. If that activity at least he's given a minimum satisfaction! Instead it made him feel only more sad, more alone. But the idea of \u200b\u200breturning home in his house who was also one of Heath, he did fall over the precipice. Stacy could not go. Since he took that babysitting job was always out. Even at night should be with the twins and, of course, the landlord would not welcome outsiders. Of course she was very close to him that week. He had licked their wounds lovingly as only a great friend can do.
But the pain, mutilating immense pain, he had to face it alone. In that way, maybe one day it would come out. A man in his thirties entered the cubicle. Without presentations undressed. William noticed the signs of a viral illness. She shuddered. What am I doing? Heath leaves me and I inflict all this? As his senses fled from that place of perdition to return, despite everything, the place memories.


Seven days before ...


"Love you talking about, why should not we be together? Unless you do not you be tired of me ... "
He said smiling. It was so remote a possibility ... was he? She saw him become serious, deadly serious.
"Honey do you want me?" Went up to him and patted his hand. Heath tried not to cry. Not to collapse. He had to face him and announce that there was another. A gorgeous guy at that time in flight for Barbados with her boyfriend. Was or was not a fool to make such a revelation?
"I met ... ie, He is ... Stacy is a gynecologist. What gave birth to the girl on the subway. "
" and in what sense? "William felt the anger and fear inside mount. Terror and dismay. It was a nightmare or was really happening?
"We started dating shortly after the live television and try something. Something strong. I mean, I ... "The voice broke, but not stopped. He stared into her eyes. "I never stopped loving you, or to feel good about yourself. Despite it all began. And I can not help it. "
William held a snort of laughter. Incredulous. Totally unable to believe the words of Heath.
"Of course it is uno scherzo? Tuo e di Stacy immagino, cosa c’è una telecamera nascosta? Poi metterete la mia faccia sbigottita su Youtube? Molto divertente, molto divertente davvero!”
“Vorrei fosse così ma non è uno scherzo. È capitato. E adesso stiamo insieme.” La rivelazione era stata fatta. Il gelo non tardò ad arrivare, e più tardi il tornado. Un vero ciclone che squarciò tutto. William ripensò al bel ragazzo alla destra di Stacy quel giorno durante la trasmissione. Davvero un bel bocconcino. Era gay? Questo non gli era stato riferito, né da lei né dal suo ragazzo. Si mise le mani sulla testa. Un rantolio allo stomaco. Un sudare a freddo, una voglia irrefrenabile di spaccare tutto, compreso loved the beautiful face. Yes, love ... now would be touched that way, to who is right, who was injured and the legitimacy to throw out all his venom.
"I ... I ... "William could not speak, we just could not. Was at least able to stand up and beat him! Yet he wanted with all his might. Too bad that his muscles were locked. Completely inert in front of the wreckage.
"William, tell me something, please ... "Heath was scared. He imagined that kind of reaction, but one thing is imagine another deal.
Finally he pulled up and sat on the armrest of his chair. This gesture was enough to trigger Will finally.
"Do not get close to me, go away!"
"OK" but before he had advanced a single inch of him by the shirt and pulled him to himself. They ended up looking in his eyes.
"You're leaving me ... You ... TU ... You're leaving me? "Berci.
"Will calm down."
"No, I'm calm, I will not calm" the situation was now worse. Heath accepted the slaps, the kicks on the calves but when I took him by the throat trying to strangle him, rebelled. He clenched his wrists with both hands. He was taller than him and much more robust. It was a joke get rid of the attack. William's gaze betrayed anger and pain, so much pain. Broke into a wail before starting to cry hysterically, crying, yelling all the rancor in his chest. Terrible things are said, heavy. Reproached practically everything was referring to the economic status of the young. To hear him talk it seemed that he had picked up on the street like a stray dog. Heath had a dignity and knew that only twenty percent of what was cruelly flat-spotted his mistress, was true. The rest just hype to make him feel like shit. To go to hit that very raw nerve. "You leave me after all I've done for you, leave me a broke ass" in a sentence all the gist.


They had left well and William Heath. Quite the contrary. An acute illness obstructs the breath of the singer. But who the fuck said that leaving was best to be left? was sitting on a comfortable armchair in the lobby. Jake saw it coming from afar. The vision won him the first feeling of comfort after seven days of hell. Tanned, toned, more attractive than ever.
He got up and welcomed him with open arms.
"What happened? You disappeared completely. "
" I know. I beg your pardon again, "revealed Jake kissing his cheek.
"Never mind, let us go, we need to talk." Once in the room of Heath, the gynecologist was greeted by the smell of a lover.
"How are you here?"
"In essence, while your plane lifts off."
"Indeed?" Said Heath nodded. From the fridge pulled out a cold beer. It gave friend a sip.
"After 'he said sadly. "With William. I was out of the house. I have sent clothes, some stupid and hard on. All over. "
" I'm sorry. I hate to think what you've been bad ... "
" Evil I'm wrong, but I think he's worse. I called his agent. She was desperate. He did not understand what was happening. He canceled almost any concert, any commitment by society here in two months. "
"Jesus .. "
" Fortunately it's Stacy checked during the first hours. Do you understand? He was so on the ground ... "
" I guess! Now how are you? "
" I have no idea. "He adjusted his blond hair that covered his sight. Jake noted that they were longer than usual.
"I have many things to tell you ... "
" A yes? "
" Liam knows ... "
" WHAT? "
" He knows everything. "Jake grinned like a madman.
" And you laughing at? "As if nothing had happened? When you tell him? "
" He found it all alone, I believe that someone has noticed. Do not ask where and why. In any case, as Will did not take anything like that. "
" He knew everything before leaving ... and left the same? "Heath was truly incredulous.
'A bit strange it sounded to me at first. But all in all, and I know Liam is typical of him. He took this as a kind of holiday celebration. In fact we had sex beyond all expectations and gaining pleasure unthinkable. "
" Absurd. "
" All in all not. We have been together for a lifetime, certain things you know even though hide it well. I think he sensed the presence of another man. And there has been bad, and how if there has been bad, but this time we have lived like the rest of our relationship. With love, complicity and joy. "They ended the conversation. Both looked at the floor in a long reflection.
"But you're still together?" Heath was really afraid to make those words. Particularly feared the answer.
"Honestly, if it were up to me go on like this ... Liam probably would take me with him while cheating. But love, you do not. You do not deserve it. You gave me for the person you loved more than yourself and just look to see how they still suffer. But, as you promised, now no turning back. "
crouched at the foot of his chair. He put his face between his knees like un gatto che fa le fusa.
“Sei mio e io sono tuo. Soltanto tuo” garantì sbattendo le ciglia. Heath deglutì. L’eccitazione arrivò alle stelle, non succedeva da troppo tempo. Il sangue galoppò tutto verso le parti basse. Si sentì come una bottiglia di champagne pronta ad esplodere.
Lo prese per le spalle e lo avvicinò a sé. Si baciarono , a lungo e senza risparmiarsi. I vestiti volarono confusamente attorno a letto divenuto ben presto fulcro della loro attenzione. Jake si sdraiò bocconi. Divaricò bene le gambe in una richiesta muta. L’altro lo fissò per pochi attimi stordito.
Tutto il male che teneva dentro si sciolse liberando felicità pura.
Jake era suo, d’ora onwards.
There was nothing else to think about.

Erika Baldi, the agent of William, was seriously worried. For her it was not just a client. Will was also a dear friend. He knocked at her door four times to reveal its presence. On the fifth stroke the conductor is decided. It looked obscene. The shaggy hair, dark complexion of one who is shunned by the sun too long. The dark circles due to stand a few hours of sleep under the bluish light of the corridor. Hanging out the back rooms of gay bars instead of leaving the sign to stay.
"I do not go Will you?
Erika, my dear ... what we had to tell him we are told on the phone, what you want now? " Lei si fece strada da sé. Per una negra cresciuta nel Bronx quel genere di problemi erano bazzecole.
“Il lavoro è lavoro l’amicizia è un’altra cosa. Che sta succedendo?”
“Strano che non si sappia ancora in giro. Pensavo che radio serva avesse ragguagliato il mondo intero. Ebbene sì, Heath Burton è di nuovo su piazza. Gioite gente!” parlava come uno stolto e aveva l’aspetto di uno stolto. Erika lo guardò con pena.
“Diavolo è una notizia tremenda. Non posso proprio immaginare perché tu e lui abbiate rotto, eravate semplicemente perfetti insieme.”
“Io lo so” affermò prima di attaccarsi ad una bottiglia di scotch. “talmente that is perfect enough for the blue eyes of a whore gynecologist is targeted at him and poof, the dream has vanished. "
" Open the windows. There is the smell of closed here. " Even alcohol and sperm. She thought but did not say. He noted, however, the handkerchief crumpled on the sofa next to the laptop and a phallic shaped object. A cam conversation was interrupted. The guy with his pants rolled up to the ankles if he was still hacking.
"skim the scores I see."
"You came here to give me the morals?"
"How many saws do a day?"
"What is it, now you deal with statistics? Interesting to know what can destroy a person after a break? "Glanced at the woman leaving the cynicism for a moment:" Baby, I know you're thinking. Look at this pathetic fag. Sooner or later I will, I know, do not need you to tell me. I have a friend who repeats it to me all the time. But for now I want to wallow in sorrow. I am suffering a lot. I'm afraid of not making it but struggle to stay afloat. Sooner or later they will go out, I know. I'll be back to my triumphs, will come the great William McCarthy. The magnificent. Not now. I do not want to work. "
" Put yourself in my shoes, there are deadlines. "
" Sostituiscimi, suggests that I got gonorrhea or HIV. "
" Now exaggerate. "
" Edmund is as good as me. 'll Pull through. "
" And that's great, will have an exciting career. But not you! Your fans will demand it. You know there are a lot of people who follow the concerts just to see you. "William felt flattered by those words. He smiled. His stomach growled. He had forgotten to eat. The happening a lot lately.
"Let me make something. I have a freezer full, right? "
" The spring concert. At least that. You owe me. "
William made an affirmative sign with her head. A sound signal burst unexpectedly. Came from your computer. Victim for love it was connected. He had chatted with him three nights before. A nice guy. A bit 'sad but funny. And then it was without cam. When William had offered to masturbate together had politely declined the invitation. "The contact is irreplaceable," he wrote.
"Romance, I am anything but romantic lately," was his reply. He was curious to go back to interact with him.
"Okay, satanaccia, you win. Go for the spring concert. "The woman did cheers eyes and said goodbye not before he had bestowed a resounding kiss on the cheek.
"Victim Hello, how are you?"
"Hello. Well.
"What you tell me to?"
"What I feel alone ... "
" I feel alone. You because you feel alone? "
" I had to download my mail but every time I turn on the computer at home, this thing is connected. "
" And do you mind? Do not you want to chat with me? "
Liam felt a feeling far from unpleasant. It could be anyone. A fat ugly. A woman bored. A disability. Yet at that time had the feeling that beyond all those wires unlikely there was a type far from trivial. He had an erection immediately. Solid.
"I want to see you ... if you're attractive as you said the last time, Hot! "
" But it is not right. You see me and I do not see you. "
" hell will buy this camera, sooner or later if I have time. "
" You said you were in New York and your name is Richard. What have you quarant'uno years and six athletic and fit. But if you think you see that you're telling me a bunch of bullshit. Whether you are a process. "Replaced the bottle of water to alcohol. Continued to be hungry but want to stay with the virtual friend was too much. He noticed again be excited. My God, this is getting worrying sexual itch. He thought about settling the penis in jeans. But there was qualcosa di diverso rispetto alle seghe con i compagni di masturbazione. Quel tizio lo faceva sentire bene sul serio. Capì dove aveva provato l’ultima volta quella sensazione di benessere e si sentì travolgere da quel piacere. L’angelo! Victim for love è l’angelo!

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Un uomo sudato e affannato, senza giacca e con l’aria di essere un pazzo scappato dal manicomio correva a perdifiato tra lo spartitraffico delle due arterie principali di Washington. Molto presto sarebbe stato affiancato da un’auto della polizia e, di certo, il conducente si sarebbe stupito di vedere il distintivo dell’FBI sventolare sotto il his nose.
now lacked little. A right turn and would have reached the clinic. She'd just have to hope not to faint.
arrived in front of the receptionist. A woman with an absurd hairdo looked at him wide-eyed.
"Excuse me?"
"Temperance Brennan." Although he was not sure whether he should or not to give that person a rope looking messy, he laid the curiosity to check out the list of patients. Without any professional, let alone touch, read aloud.
"Here, Brennan, voluntary abortion. Hours half past eleven. "
" Abortion? "From red to access the sforzo compiuto il colorito dell’agente divenne pallido.
“Dove si trova?”
“Non so posso darle questa informazione... ”.
Un’assistente venne in suo soccorso. “Claire, hai detto fin troppo a questo signore. Ora ti resta solo di indicargli dove si svolgerà l’intervento.” La donna di colore la redarguì con severità.
A Claire non rimase che ingoiare il boccone amaro. “Tredicesimo piano, sulla destra. Sempre dritti fino in fondo al corridoio.”
Booth volò letteralmente verso gli ascensori.

“Non capisco perché non abbiamo ancora iniziato!”
“Cerca di stare calma, hanno detto che la sala operatoria has been busy for a sudden emergency. "
Brennan was about to lose patience.
Dr. Holden came to meet the doubts of the two women.
"We have admitted this woman by accident on the seventh of Constitution Avenue. She was pregnant twenty-six weeks and we were forced to give birth to the child. "
" If you'll do? "Asked the anxious Montenegro.
"Now it is in neonatal intensive care, but we are optimistic. Ottocentosettanta grams for a child so a few weeks is a lot. "
" Is it possible that there is only one operating room in this place? ". The impatience of Temperance was increasing minute in minutes.

Seeley Booth's heartbeat was accelerated beyond belief.
If he had any doubt that what had been a nightmare had started shouting to passers-by and, perhaps, would be thrown out the window to try to fly.
But he knew too well that it was not a dream.
Bones was about to go under the knife, yes, but there was no cancer to be removed.
He was about to terminate the pregnancy. A pregnancy of which he was not aware .
Cam and Angela, Hodgins even, perhaps, he was not.
He had not been told anything.
He felt guilty because he should have known.
If I was not too fuck myself busy by an alleged killer, perhaps ...
immediately senses that this attitude was wrong.
Sweets would have to say about her. But that was not the time to think about therapy. Neither in the former cell mate. Neither the allegations about his alleged innocence feared by Dr Reid.
Now he had only to deal with Bones and the child who was throwing in the bin of organic waste.
he came to the operating room.
There was none.
Too late, he said.
A doctor in a suit and tie was about to take up. Seeing him so breathless met him.
"Seek?"
"Brennan, Temperance Brennan."
"This is a young woman with a girlfriend half Asian?"
"Yes, they are. Angela and Bones! Where can I find? "
" I guess it's a matter of utmost urgency. Relax and breathe. "
" Tell me where, please. "
" I've seen directed towards the terrace a few moments ago. "
" What balcony? "
" At the end of this corridor. "
The large terrace on the thirteenth floor of the clinic was designed as a place of relaxation for residents. Closed by a glass that protected it from all possible changes in temperature, was decorated by flowering plants and small fruit trees.
At that time swarming of nurses and various medical personnel who would stop for a chat or a quick snack.
Angela and Temperance had chosen a secluded corner, including a cedar tree and a bench occupied by two elderly women. Temperance
saw him coming and was immediately flooded with emotion.
He wanted to disappear, hiding, exile. Run away into the unknown, perhaps thrust into the earth. Seeing him thus destroyed understood what had been small and petty.
was wrong. He was wrong not to warn him. The dark light that he read in his eyes made her feel like shit literally.
"Booth", exhaled a groan.
"Do not do it" his tone of voice was high. The attention of many was for them.
"Why are you here?" Angela dodged as if he wanted to get out of the scene. But in that scene in the play were all there.
"Do not do it, you do not, do not kill this child."
"Please, Booth, you can not ..." did not finish the sentence that if he found himself kneeling at her feet. The
grabbed his legs. He squeezed her. All the excitement for the discovery to be one step away from returning to be a father and no longer be dumped in the embrace.
"You can not, you do not, want not." Bones, unable to be rational, embraced him in turn. He bent over him until they were face to face. The sides slid into a caress almost violent, decisive. And then a whisper, a voice that had ever heard, as revealed in a litany: "Every single breath, by the end of all my breath. I will protect you from all evil. Forever if you want. "
That phrase struck immensely. Drove a hiccup with all the strength he had.
"I do not know maybe it's too late for long-term projects?"
"Why?"
"Where Booth," he asked stepping back as if afraid that the physical proximity could tarnish his conviction, "Where have you been all this time? " was accusing him. But with a sweetness in the voice sound like a declaration of love.
"I know where I am now. I know you want to help ... "
" No, you can! You can not help me until you'll be fine. Do not remember the other night? I have declined. And you were right. Yes, I thought, you were right. You are not ready for a relationship now. "
" But I do not care if you or I never will be. I want this baby. Your child is my son. "
" And what I want is not important? "Inert spectators' attention was total. Around the couple had created an almost magical silence. Someone asked if it was a staged setting. Maybe it was making a film to all, in order to get more spontaneity on the part of participants. To break the spell was the medical team, claimed Temperance.
"The operating room is ready," he informed a young nurse with diligence.
"No more," Booth said, rising. The stakeholders did the same clinging to his arms.
"I'm ready," he proclaimed.
understanding what the situation was delicate, the gynecologist up beside the subject.
"You can still procrastinate, miss ... "
" No "she quickly hurried.
"No, you can delay. We need to talk. "
" No we do not have "a fierce debate was only beginning.
The heated debate was only beginning.
Temperance Booth looked with flashing eyes: "This is pathetic and wrong!"
"But why do this to me? I want to kill something. "
" If that is the problem you sleep soundly. It is not yours. "He said it almost lightly. His voice was firm. She did not notice the new ice that fell on that balcony.
Booth considered that statement as a lie. course it's mine, otherwise who else?
"Bones ... "
" Do you understand? Now do not insist. "
" I do not care. "
" A yes? Would you be ready to work as if it were your own. Very generous. The problem is that I do not want it. I do not want to occupy myself. "He sighed.
Booth At that point he felt helpless.
He surrendered to the Bones of his decision even though it was a bad dog.
not believe it.
sleep soundly. It is not yours. The
had said too much emphasis.
My Bones not know his own mind, he saw, smiling bitterly.
And now the only option was to look at her go, without being able to lift a finger.
"I would be ready to give his life for both. "he cried when she was one step away from entering into the operating room.


The anesthesiologist, a rather portly young man had been shaved between those who had witnessed the quarrel on the terrace.
was also the one who was kicked off the operation.
He looked at his patient with pain but also with consideration.
This woman apparently had to be tiny and pale, in fact, a very strong and courageous.
"You know. Sometimes life holds for us strange textures. "He announced before putting the needle into an IV and begin the anesthesia. Temperance
not answered. He closed his eyes hoping to
surrender to sleep as soon as artificial.
"I say this after seeing your diatribe. I speak of her and her boyfriend. "
" It's not my boyfriend. It is a colleague. "
" Well, whoever he is is someone who would give his life for her and her son. Maybe acceptable, although it is not biologically his. But I repeat: the fate sometimes makes jokes incomprehensible. Some call it fate, others by God .. Well I'll tell you one thing: the incident on Constitution Avenue. You know what was caused by? The driver was distracted watching the incident yesterday meant that the remains were discovered that she was working "
" How fa a saperlo...?”. La sua voce stava diventando flebile.
“E quel bambino venuto fuori a soli ventisei settimane? Beh, se il conducente del tir non si fosse distratto andando a tamponare sulla donna incinta, il bambino non sarebbe sopravvissuto. La vita riserva trame strane, ripeto.”
“Non capisco... ”
“Era in sofferenza fetale. La placenta ha smesso all’improvviso di funzionare e sarebbe morto entro poche ore. Ma l’incidente ha dato modo che nascesse anzitempo. Ora ce la farà.”
“Perché mi sta dicendo tutto questo?”. Bones non sapeva se essere infuriata con quell’uomo o se essergli grata. Le sue parole stavano scalfendo la sua determinazione. E this was not a good thing, in his opinion.
"What I mean is that her boyfriend, or whatever it is, has had time to tell her that he wants the baby because there was an accident, she would do otherwise at this for a while and curettage probably now would be a bite to eat in the canteen. "
" I do not want to hear these sermons. "
" If you believe in destiny, it means something. Take a listen to that man. Maybe not biologically the father, but has a huge desire to do so. To grow this little one. And, any place will take your report, read in his eyes for ever resentment for having taken this possibility. "

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Hello, Hup my name, and a mosquito in the Pacific. I like to buzz down here to Santa Monica because there's a nice atmosphere and you are fine, especially in winter. There is always hot. But spring is my favorite season. Yes, spring is well and I come down here because there is a beautiful beach where I can do my business quietly. And above all I can do in spite of a kind and very nice little guys. There are also a good crew of mischievous but zanzaracce stand stoically.


year, usually in the place where destination that I have arrived in containers. Absurd people invaded the beach where I and my colleagues we had fun teasing people.
I was not disappointed because, among the container, I met him Facciadasballo! It's pretty much the nicest guy of the universe and believe me, I, the buttocks, arms, faces, and so on, but I Prick much as I like to suck the blood of him ... oh God no one else in the world ever! My problem is that, unlike my other colleagues sucker, I love those beautiful sting. I can not do anything. They have a whole different flavor.
Facciadasballo this morning did not put his head out of the trailer, who knows why. I am a bit 'worried, if not crush the fuck do I handle as nectar suck his adorable? I also have a large hungry, because tonight, for paying attention to those four clogs Ran, Vik, Sek, and Cirice, I found myself locked in another container that I was missing all dark oxygen. And then I found myself sucking a cameraman and also stinking bad.
Facciadasballo, besides being beautiful, it also smells great! And I recognize it a mile away and more. Even if you wash it often goes a figure, absurd time at sea with that funny suit fitting that the band muscles. It has its own unique scent that for me. One moment .... But what I smell? Uhmmm good comes from there ... ... .. zzzzzzzz flourish over the other container. What my eyes see, but who is quel gran pezzo di essere umano che si sta avvicinando alla roulotte di Facciadasballo? Discesa in picchiataaaaaaaa
Capperi, visto da vicino è ancora più carino!! Che corpo, che andatura, che spalle da infarto! Sarà un altro attore? Per forza! E che odore meraviglioso. Sono morto e sono nel paradiso delle zanzare, forse? Sicuro, non c’è altra spiegazione! E ora che fa? Bussano alla porta di Facciadasballo quegli energumeni vicino a… come chiamarlo? Fisicodaurlo? Angelocadutoinvolo? Odoreincantevole? Va bé lo chiamerò semplicemente Facciadasballo2 perché alla fin fine si assomigliano, almeno nei modi e anche l’odorino che emanano è simile. Ecco ci siamo, Facciadasballo sta abbassando the handle of the door, opens it! Give me a few seconds to recover from vision narrows his eyes bothered by the glare of the sun, wearing a white shirt and a pair of jeans crumpled a bit 'low waist. Smiles!! My mom smile! I could draw it with your mind if only I had the chance to draw it by hand. But there is time to move me, I have not run into if they let me out and I am out!
Facciadasballo2 is introduced into the trailer while I do my buzz of recognition. Why embrace it now? No! Do not do it! What you risk mixing your smell and then I do not understand anything. But why do this? Facciadasballo has not never done with anyone! They hold their arms resting on the shoulders and cheeks stick, damn you! If they're so close, how I suck at both? Well, detached. Now Facciadasballo's is showing the trailer, and that there will be interesting? Imagine! These winds sqm I already know them by heart! Hahahaha, now Facciadasballo Facciadasballo2 is pointing to the pinch that I have procured arms! What fun. It is taking away the shirt, obviously wants to show him and those on the chest. Useless, Facciadasballo2 you're cute, smells like a charm but you're not so clever, is not supporting the bubbles will irritate the mouth less! Forget it.
Wait a minute! Why is removing his pants? There are at least ten days that hangs on her beautiful legs, I made a sort of foil. Since I survived, I do not know how, Baygon Genius, I swore that I would bite my favorite boy below the belt. Actually it is also because, ultimately, cover your legs with the sheet and it is difficult to get me there. But maybe someone else will have to pinch ... I know! It was that demented Vik! I should've known before he was infatuated with my man! Damn! Hahahaha this is funny. Now Facciadasballo2's taking off her pants. What do you think that Facciadasballo2 Vig is so clever to be able to get from certain places? No, he would stop the navel, guaranteed!
is a coward, him.

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