Dmitry Yemets. Snir. At the entrance there is no exit (№ 248479)

View the Marquise du Graz lost in the depths of her corset. Louise was breathing so hard that exploded the back buttons and the rain was flying buttons.
- Where is your stiletto? - asked the Marquis du Graz.
I think I forgot it in the next room!
- Once you can do not forget? - grouchy said the Marquis, and looked into the next room.
On the shag rug was the Prince of vampires. From his chest protruded a narrow silver handle.