Hello friends, this story that I want to tell you is completely true. I am Reza (a pseudonym). The story goes back to Eid al-Adha in 78, when I was 15 years old and now I am 27 years old. Isfahan ourselves (a pseudonym) and the rest of our family came from Shahinshahr (a pseudonym). They came to the wedding and wanted to spend the night. My father said that you should go with them to Shahinshahr. And little Hussein, who was about the same age, and two of his sisters, Yalda and Neda, who were 13 and 9 years younger than me at the time, rode behind a Toyota with two liver cabins to go.
In short, we arrived at 2 o'clock in the evening. The distance from my grandmother's house to the public's son's house was not long. And I stayed the night and left it in the bedroom. My cousin and two of my cousins slept together with their sisters. Yalda was very beautiful and cute. They soon fell asleep. I also fell asleep when I woke up in the morning temperature and I do not know what happened, so I decided to touch him. Yahoo, I got a thorn that I want to touch. I had to take it, it was my first time, Yahoo took his hand. I pulled her tail and played with it a little with my finger. How soft and warm it was. When I played with it, I felt it was getting wet. And I pulled his shirt down in the air, which was dark. I was very afraid that no one would wake up. He was asleep.
Half an hour later, I told her not to get pregnant. I took her hand to her again and wiped the rest of my juice with her shirt. If it was big and soft, I would eat them. The worm was exploding. The bag and the curtain will be torn. In short, I made a lot of bags. It had other lips and paws. It felt like I saw Yalda. A soft voice came from inside her heart. When I woke up, I was having a stroke for fear of not telling anyone until Yalda got up from Josh. In the morning, Nizizin did not even look at me. Poor man, my heart was burning. He was very sad. He was guilty. A stranger got married and Lanem has a son.
