He won it with guitar

Part 1

Summer took off in all its heat. People on the streets under the weight of hot air and hot asphalt to the superhuman efforts of each marching to its target.

All corners in the city, who had at least a little greenery were busy and wells have been drained. It was also felt she. Empty and dry, desolate and uninhabited propagated behind in one of the less air-conditioned premises. Waiting for it a long day.

Travel morning. Where? These questionnaires by follow up all afternoon and she constantly appeared before his eyes. The sea and the parents. It was awful. As if it was not old enough to at least took out a bad husband or lover average, which it bought for bad sex with solid holiday somewhere on the Adriatic coast. But it's not required Canary islands or Greek coast.

And such a little worse thought is paid to his great sorrow, hot coffee and headed home. Packing was always driven to your nerves. He never worked for stocks beauty aids, painkillers, but with some time it is also found that some Persen would probably come in handy.

Her hairy legs are plentiful as calling for a depilatory cream, which of course did not, and could not hide bikini sheer bogatstva hair. With such different problems and is off to the path for what you did not know that it will be remembered for many, many years.

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