فاتی زن رفیقم

It was summer's. My friend Reza had gone to work in Isfahan. My friend is very close to me. I visit him at least three times a week. He had been gone for two days. They were bored from where you are used to. It was evening when I saw that Fatis said that it was official that you had time to go, but I do not know why I became like that. He had a bigger belly, unlike usual, he was without fat, but he had a scarf. He has nothing to do with it, he's gone, but I knew that he loves Reza very much. Jelum picked it up, went and poured it again, and I was telling him jokesWhen he came to leave the tray, I sat down next to him. My joke, when it was over. I said goodbye, I went to the secret, I had not left their hut yet, so he gave me ten and a half. It was half past ten when I saw that he shouted, "Come on, I went fast." When he reaped, his pajamas were tense. I leaned my head against the wall, I started eating from under her, which was also short, and the sound of her moaning became very weak. I was remembering the past in my mind. I had a formal relationship with Fati. I started to eat the raisins on the bed again, up to sixty with it, then I pulled my cream with it. It was wet. It was comfortable. The sound of his breathing had become louder when I fell asleep with the sound of lethargy. I did not understand.