The story goes back to yesterday, Wednesday, it was crowded everywhere. Eid trips. I was alone because my mom and dad were traveling to Mashhad. I was very nervous. I wanted to turn on the satellite. I opened it. The woman next door said that I have a request from you, Mr. Reza Safran (her husband is in the army. Give him a hand so that he might line up. Vala, Mr. Reza fights with me until he comes back. I want to line up. I was nervous too, but I went a little mischievously. The channels are not messed up so that Mr. Reza does not notice that I can bring you some tea. Until I came to silence him (Jila Khanum) from behind Saddam, he said, "This is Mr. Reza, this is K." I see the anal a lot. I was bored. Sit down and watch the movie together. I sat down with me. I turned to Ms. Yila when I saw that she was sitting on the sofa with a short swing and skirt, rubbing herself on the sofa and rubbing herself with her hand. When I returned home, he called me an hour later and said that his mother and his sister had bled to death, and then he cursed them all, and told her that he would later coordinate with me on where to go and what to do.
If I have finished my work, I will write to you again with respect
