couldn't zip it up - the fabric got caught

carefully free the fabric f

ming dimples, her chest squeezed in a vice f

rt attack from an overabundance of impressions. I can't

r happened to me. I will never part with her and I will never give her to anyon

nique child with great abilities. I was like that myself. At three years old, she already knew the alphabet, and numbers, read by syllabl

if she had been tutored, but her slutty mot

me your hand, let's go

ags behind a little. We've arrived at a private village located outside the city. It's

rom behind the clouds. The entire village is drowning in snow, which sparkles silver from the moonlight

two-story, medium-sized house is visible. Along the fence, slightly tilted, stand tall cypresses w

y walk towards her, because I am worried that she will freeze. "Merry, let's go into

in the same sadness that I saw in the hospital, at the

y mother... You even took

hard

ove

doesn't

I say that

sorry

want you to become my dad! When my mother

, right down to the tips of my hair. It's like a lightning strike... Like an abdominal operatio

nd. The little girl takes my hand, trying to inte

is such a warm, indescribable feeling that it seems to me that such a

at the rear window of the car: "Look! This i

ee three little people. Two big ones and one tiny one. All three of

rom one room to another, unable to contain her de

would she react then? Because it has everything. Several kilometers of private property, loca

That's where it's definitely "wow". You can faint from the scale. Merry stamp

her a slight smile. "You can take

down on the step, ful

" Every mention of her is anoth

ther worked for my fathe

didn't know that she had illegally entered the residence and stolen a caviar tar

nicked. To confuse me and break free

she ran away. If I had caught her, s

wild kiss combined with a slap i