The kebab woman, the sister of the bread under the kebab, surely goes back to the familiar ear of the story, to many years ago, comrade, when we were still hesitant and could not tell the difference between a girl and a boy, Do you have anything to do with you and Kasim? Of course, you had nothing to do with anyone because it was not okay at all, but I know we all experienced that as a child and according to Mashhadia, we understood lust well and when we played with girls, our hearts Qanj was dying and we had a special heart. My story started from that day and time. The family of girls of the same age had a good mood and they always played with her so-called aunt and cared for her. Ms. Khoshgala has always been my teammate and I like her very muchI especially liked Ahdieh, Ahdieh was two years older than me and Mahdieh was two years younger and I loved Ahdieh romantically and Ahdieh always loved the game. I jumped, hugged her tightly, and went in front of all the victims of her charity. The connection diminished and I fell in love with hugging and kissing her and her delicate and beautiful hands and feet more and more every day, but day by day we became more and more distant from each other and I only miss seeing you once or twice a week, once or twice a month She was her sister, but I wanted her hair. She secretly hugged and kissed me in the game away from her bigger eyes, but she was so small that once no one could see her, I could no longer play with her black hair because she had to wear a chador and a scarf. I want to see her beautiful and special Lundia, because the model of her dress had changed.There was a time when my heart was moving away from that pure and beautiful love day by day. Both I grew up and those two beautiful angels. There, when I felt a couple walking, when I saw a girl, she was shaking, and when I even smelled the perfume of our angels, she exploded. Their jewels are distracted and their tents are opened so that I can see their cute bodies so that I can come to my senses and reach the age where I can possess my unique vow. I saw the news of her wedding. He was a wonderful first-class man, only in his fiancé's house. The good places are left written
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Date: February 13, 2019
