Character: Elchin Safarli

Men are most jealous of the women to their thoughts. No man can say exactly what I think about the woman. Your thinking is not available to anyone except you. Terrible mechanism without standard Assembly. Individual approach...

Everything that touched love, magical...

People are digging in the past, when you can't take what you have. Picking on past each other, when you can't forgive the current bugs.

Unfortunately, loneliness is impossible to overcome with positive thoughts from loneliness to heal only the "real" touch of loved ones...

I wander on all four sides, tempered frost.. Strong as a spider's web in the wind. Drooping to the ground.. I'm still holding it together..

Despite the fears I'm making moves on a thin rope. Don't look down. Only forward.. Now I hope only on themselves. All in my hands.. Wait for me, until next few steps left..

At lunchtime I wanted sex. More precisely, the drill out of bed. My desire coincided with the desire of assistant Finance Director. We once had an affair. Strange, a little stupid, but a fruitful sex. We drank coffee from plastic cups magatelli, disappeared into the ladies ' room. Quick intercourse in the stall with the door unlocked. Detached buttons on a tiled floor, deep Blowjob, rhythmic wheezing... I'm not a beast...

I don't think our love story is unusual in such stories the world has enough. But I am proud of our faith, which lacks many, if not all. Today it is the faith collided with my despair, challenged him to a duel, slew one shot... Inside me spreads an incredible warmth - want to keep it in a long time. I can do that. You're next. Almost there. Only a little bit.

To smack around at least the one in the mirror: "Hello, the girl was a fool, how did you managed all the ***at?"