Was very much one of those cold winter nights and this makes you regret not putting underwear. A simple due to the cooler breeze to penetrate clothing and one, caressing the skin chafed displeasingly. In the midst of this winter night was a small bus station, and there, a seat with a young man sitting on it.
His hands were tucked tightly inside the pockets of his leather jacket. Green hid, Hood loose head and face. Wore blue jeans. These aircraft were worn and a little short, and revealed his shoes and socks thin superficial. I sat there and shining, as it will appear in the pavement in front of the bench. A can be seen a few snow, illuminated by streetlights, staying on the concrete. peeked Moon timidly behind one of the clouds in the winter giant. It seemed as if he did not intend to gather courage and come out from behind it.
He could hear the sound of high heels winter hit the frozen concrete. Soon, as the sound became higher and louder, and sat next to a young woman. Wore a black hat winter highlights from which tufts of blond hair. Cover leather coat her full figure. Hanging on her shoulder purse made from the skin of some exotic animals. She looked down at the poor youth who sat beside her and instead as if you do not deserve to sit on the bench and it is the same for him.
Fifteen minutes after some bus stopped in front of them. Woman got up and approached the bus, but the strange thing is that the youth remained sitting on the bench. Moved to look at him, and was able to see for feeblish amount of white steam comes out from inside the hood. With no more anxiety, woman entered the bus and left the bus.
Nearly half an hour passed and the old man instead came to the bus stop and sat on the bench next to the youth. Wore a brown leather hat and some clothing worn colors, different mysterious. Sitting there for ten minutes about a man looking to youth, think of him.
"Waiting for the bus young man?" I asked. Reduce only Mmm came from young people. "I am, too. It's a cold night somewhat. Has just returned from out" and turned his vision away from the young man and laughed a little. "You must be wondering what an old man like me to be carried out in such a freezing night. Well, my son, you see ... put his wife tonight birth. And I'm going to the hospital to see my grandson." Ephemeral silence incurred. "I wonder if some similarities will have for me. Yeah, it was. My son called me about twenty minutes before ..." He stopped for a moment. "I hope to have my eyes. This is the only beauty who was in my young days. Provided me with a beautiful wife and care." The old man looks to his left. "But this is a long story and a bus is coming." Sheikh stood with a bit of difficulty, and entered the bus. I failed drunk perhaps from a desire to see his granddaughter, noted that the youth did not enter the bus.
And had at least two hours passed when a woman, holding the boy's hand, and reached the station with quick steps. Each seemed as if she hastily put on clothes. She sits next to the young boy herself sitting next to the boy. Child began to fidget. Then I looked at the young man next to him and touched his shoulder strange. Grabbed his hand and his mother and dragging it around itself.
"Calm down.'ll Be here on the bus at any moment."
"Why did not reach you daddy?" Boy asked sorrowfully.
"He did not hit me honey ..." She glanced at their clothes shamefully, convincing a young boy sitting next to her. "It was an accident."
"But why are we going to Auntie's house?" Asked the child.
"SHUT, and we're going to just visit."
At that moment arrived the bus and a woman hit by a boy, causing him to hurry inside. Seemed neither of them again.
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Sun shone on the window, which led to an elderly man in apartment. Inside the kitchen was the man making tea, and in the living room was on television. The biggest cheer at the thought of the news coming. I enjoyed hearing any type of information, and there was nothing better than to satisfy biggest delicacies News in almost insatiable for information. I settled on a comfortable chair and watched TV and news expected to start at any time.
In all parts of the city, in the suburbs, and got the boy as his aunt was preparing breakfast. I sat on the couch and turned on the television, switch immediately to watch cartoons.
"Switch. The news soon begin." Mother scolding voice came from behind. The boy turned disgruntled, and return.
In the bedroom palace that stood on the property away from the wealthy suburbs, I woke up in the middle-aged and a naked woman next to some so young, well-built, handsome and also naked. I was sleeping and I felt too lazy to get up, so I grabbed the remote control and turn on the TV. After ten minutes or so, began the news.
His hands were tucked tightly inside the pockets of his leather jacket. Green hid, Hood loose head and face. Wore blue jeans. These aircraft were worn and a little short, and revealed his shoes and socks thin superficial. I sat there and shining, as it will appear in the pavement in front of the bench. A can be seen a few snow, illuminated by streetlights, staying on the concrete. peeked Moon timidly behind one of the clouds in the winter giant. It seemed as if he did not intend to gather courage and come out from behind it.
He could hear the sound of high heels winter hit the frozen concrete. Soon, as the sound became higher and louder, and sat next to a young woman. Wore a black hat winter highlights from which tufts of blond hair. Cover leather coat her full figure. Hanging on her shoulder purse made from the skin of some exotic animals. She looked down at the poor youth who sat beside her and instead as if you do not deserve to sit on the bench and it is the same for him.
Fifteen minutes after some bus stopped in front of them. Woman got up and approached the bus, but the strange thing is that the youth remained sitting on the bench. Moved to look at him, and was able to see for feeblish amount of white steam comes out from inside the hood. With no more anxiety, woman entered the bus and left the bus.
Nearly half an hour passed and the old man instead came to the bus stop and sat on the bench next to the youth. Wore a brown leather hat and some clothing worn colors, different mysterious. Sitting there for ten minutes about a man looking to youth, think of him.
"Waiting for the bus young man?" I asked. Reduce only Mmm came from young people. "I am, too. It's a cold night somewhat. Has just returned from out" and turned his vision away from the young man and laughed a little. "You must be wondering what an old man like me to be carried out in such a freezing night. Well, my son, you see ... put his wife tonight birth. And I'm going to the hospital to see my grandson." Ephemeral silence incurred. "I wonder if some similarities will have for me. Yeah, it was. My son called me about twenty minutes before ..." He stopped for a moment. "I hope to have my eyes. This is the only beauty who was in my young days. Provided me with a beautiful wife and care." The old man looks to his left. "But this is a long story and a bus is coming." Sheikh stood with a bit of difficulty, and entered the bus. I failed drunk perhaps from a desire to see his granddaughter, noted that the youth did not enter the bus.
And had at least two hours passed when a woman, holding the boy's hand, and reached the station with quick steps. Each seemed as if she hastily put on clothes. She sits next to the young boy herself sitting next to the boy. Child began to fidget. Then I looked at the young man next to him and touched his shoulder strange. Grabbed his hand and his mother and dragging it around itself.
"Calm down.'ll Be here on the bus at any moment."
"Why did not reach you daddy?" Boy asked sorrowfully.
"He did not hit me honey ..." She glanced at their clothes shamefully, convincing a young boy sitting next to her. "It was an accident."
"But why are we going to Auntie's house?" Asked the child.
"SHUT, and we're going to just visit."
At that moment arrived the bus and a woman hit by a boy, causing him to hurry inside. Seemed neither of them again.
---
Sun shone on the window, which led to an elderly man in apartment. Inside the kitchen was the man making tea, and in the living room was on television. The biggest cheer at the thought of the news coming. I enjoyed hearing any type of information, and there was nothing better than to satisfy biggest delicacies News in almost insatiable for information. I settled on a comfortable chair and watched TV and news expected to start at any time.
In all parts of the city, in the suburbs, and got the boy as his aunt was preparing breakfast. I sat on the couch and turned on the television, switch immediately to watch cartoons.
"Switch. The news soon begin." Mother scolding voice came from behind. The boy turned disgruntled, and return.
In the bedroom palace that stood on the property away from the wealthy suburbs, I woke up in the middle-aged and a naked woman next to some so young, well-built, handsome and also naked. I was sleeping and I felt too lazy to get up, so I grabbed the remote control and turn on the TV. After ten minutes or so, began the news.
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