Saturday, July 28, 2007

At First One, Then There Still Showed To

At first one, then there still showed to someone, learnt! Behind all this vanity: calculations, tickets, notebooks - there lived this understanding, knowledge: there is at me your photo. Such blazes a glow in half of sky, the night sky that becomes absolutely light. Also smiled happily all these days. If one. Instead of one - so all the same a smile remained - not on lips, not in eyes - in a shower. This week "has made" you another. And not in that has, of course, put that you probably, for last seven months and have smiled to me warmly - for the first time. Though also it, of course, you wait. How many in your severity to live? At once - as snow three-day - all is washed off is gloomy-sick. I so love you! It is possible to go mad - only of one it: the secretary who sits with you in the next room, these women on mail, tens others - which speak with you, go - nearby, by - and niche-go-shenki though that - as all the others as a wall, a table, a chair, here look, how many they are go, both do not look, and there is no you for them, - and for me - most-most, and it is impossible to wish - to see you, to touch not a photo! I do not speak about three days, no, at least about one, I - with such ease happiness! - on a year from me remained in an hour, for five minutes - with you! - would give.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

- Postoj, , Wait, ! Undress Me. Its

- Postoj, , wait, ! Undress me. Its body was perfect, forms - classical, maybe, a little . The rough scar on the right truncated hip saw transferred here, apparently, from absolutely other person. It was the young woman in the prime of life and desires. Somewhere in subconsciousness, the truth, has confused me any not skilled vanity of its movements, but, having clung a breast to its gentle hills, I have forgotten about all. Has forgotten for a short while. It. Was. The virgin!. - well, well, well! That you have stopped! Give, - she has hot whispered. - give! Give! Do the part! Affairs-and-ah!. - you it is very sick? - Me it is very good! About my man, my first man in thirty years! I have waited the beloved, I so long waited for you! - she cried, covered my person with kisses, laughed, has then run to wash, having taken away from - under me a bed-sheet with glowing stains. Has then returned and has moved to wash me. - however, you are not too shy, - I have noticed after its quite master's reference with me.

Searches Of The Harmony Are Made In The

Searches of the harmony are made in the environment, with its ways and customs, that is the channel goes between coast. And to what these coast and these countries through which these channels lie differ! In the legendary Ancient Greece, for example, the love was considered as a nonsense, a whim, an inflammation of brains, admissible for youth, but to marriage it had no relation, the family was under construction continuing a sort. Out of door all cares were on the husband, in the house - on the wife. In a sexual life of men actually there were no restrictions except for one: it was impossible to involve another's wives in it. And what for, when there was a developed institute of the graceful and formed heteras when there were brothels? So, under the laws, also there lived "M" and, aspiring to harmony in frameworks the society. So, under the laws not similar to ours, there live now Libyans, in whose country the mighty wave of the protest when the government has wanted has swept was to cancel polygamy.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

And Here I Was In The Empty House

And here I was in the empty house where, however, as in the hunting izba, all minimum supplies for an independent life even without circulation in shops were stored. Has guided some order, has prepared an omelette from an egg powder, has made tea - behind this deliberate mechanical fuss has somehow driven away oppressive emotions. But here has drunk tea and remained alone with itself, with the thoughts. Both has moaned, and has fallen the person to a bed; also began to punch a pillow, and has begun to roar, because the pain has entered into my heart never knowing until then of such burning hoops. I then also have originally understood Jack Londona from a legend: he died not from two equally fine women, and from a pain of the intolerable. Well, no! The heart attack will not be, I will not admit this shame, to punch to destiny of I will not give: not in such happened alterations, awards at me fighting, man's, fair!. I of tears from a bed, have stood on , have risen, have somehow reached a bath.

Also That The Most Important: Kind Force From

Also that the most important: kind force from it goes on only to a cold season - in the autumn and in the winter. As soon as the sun passes every other day a spring solstice, sexual influence of a ginseng starts to fall and absolutely disappears. To use it in hot months - in vain to translate a good product. I understand that the ginseng, probably, will appear in your regional drugstore on position of preparations from musk, a horn or salmon caviar, that is not always will be available. But here just it is possible not to be afflicted, because at us in the country fortunately, it is registered and its native brothers grow many: a gold root, , Chinese . I would draw them so: eighty gramme of a root on vodka half-litre. In two weeks it is possible to accept tincture of drops on ten-fifteen in tea of time two-three in day, but too only in a cold season and too no more, than for forty days on end, and then not less than forty days of a break before reception renewal. And you becomes more vigorous - that in the afternoon on work that at night in bed, and you will blossom, as in the summer of poppies colour.