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Whether you take the king's advice or not. I write a good or bad story about the first
Forgive your greatness because you are just my job. I do not know exactly what day it was, it was spring or summer. Now that I think about it
And I push my imagination a hot and empty day
It was a hot and inflammatory summer. That day, I had a fight with my mother as usual, and I was nervous. I did not know why.
Maybe it was because of taking tramadol
My mother went to the computer. I turned on the ADSL. I went to the web.
I chatted. In Rome, a girl who had just arrived in Iran had a lot of sex
He did not want to chat and hit my post. I used to make fun of him in Rome. He liked me. We chatted for a few days and worked hard. I implemented all the tricks and lustful attacks imbued with lust. I called him. I remember correctly. The first time I called him was a sad Friday evening. I went to the elevator of our apartment and went to the top floor. From there I went behind the canvas. . One working day, something happened to him and he called me and said, "Let's go out." I told her to accept. It was the first time I saw that dreamy face. We put the subway together. I was a little late when I arrived, as if my soul was separated from my body! Everything is over. His eyebrows were like the crescent moon. He had cat-like eyes. I took a deep breath. After a short pause, I went to greet him. He greeted me with a smile like the smile on his face. I took 200 tomans out of my pocket and turned my head and threw it in the charity box. We got on the bus together and went to the place where he was working (to Jannat Abad). It was up to me not to get tired. He passed away. I put up with him a few times. We went to the cinema.It was so soft and gentle that little by little the feeling of lust awoke inside me. He started scaring. I worked a little hard because I was on the side of a perfect, God-fearing girl with faith. One day we went to the park. It was Thursday. Since the weather in Tehran is never normal, in the summer (it was early summer) it started to rain lightly. We walked under the rain. His body clung. When my numb eyes (due to tramadol use) fell into this dreamy scene, my lust peaked. My breath caught. I was screaming. He noticed my unusual movements. Lust on the one hand and the beauty of the view of the rain dripping on her beautiful face on the other hand made us go under the hut which was almost at the bottom of the park and did not have a good view and was deserted. The rain was light, but because we were under it for a long time, it had soaked us so much that the dragged mouse had to limp in front of us. It was there that I kissed Bertie for the first time. I do not remember correctly, but I know so much that we were inside the bagel that we came to ourselves with the sound of children playing, which was clearly raining. We parted from each other in a hug. A new and strange feeling came to me. A feeling that I had experienced a long time ago as a child. This feeling came to me again after 10 years. It was from that day that I became another human being in contact with this mythical creature. I chose my words in such a way and put them together so that there was a sign and smell of lust in it. Put it. He was older than me. I was 20 years old, he was 24. That's why I could not marry him. One day we decided to go to Chitgar. I was sure that this creature would be for me this time. I went to the bathroom and turned on the electricity. It was 6 o'clock. It was 11 o'clock on Friday morning. The sky was sunny and the weather was a little warm. The invasion of ugly thoughts that was the queen of my mind, as if the previous invasions had done their job. I was right. This pure and innocent creature was also captivated by lust. I threw my heart into the sea and told him, "Let me be the first person to kiss these beautiful, lustful lips." He was a little cute, but his heart was satisfied. In the same way, I went forward until I was radiant. I closed my eyes and tilted my head a little. I also pouted my lips and was ready to kiss. After a few moments while I was still motionless waiting for my soul to calm down, I felt a strong warmth on my lips. For a moment, my heart stopped moving. Yes, this legendary creature had accepted a boy in its arms for the first time. He was my son and he had given his dream lips to that boy. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was miserable, it was too late.
A film by a thirteen year old girl