weasel [Theme] Page 2

It's all in the attitude. I love the days when hleschet rain: if he wants to isranet my pale thin skin.
But all in vain. His punches are perceived by me as affection.

Weasel is a predator. So, affection
To waste is not worth of affection:
Those who have a affection will prilagaetsya,
Be sure to repent!

Mom ruffled my hair, and for the thousandth time I wondered: is she the same pair of hands for work and for those moments? I imagined that she holds different sets in the bag and change them when need - steel on silk, and Vice versa.

- I'm afraid of you!
- Don't worry! I'm affectionate!

Able to fondle a lady learn to respect her reputation!

We women are like cats, paperchem, claws polypuses, and we stroked a little - be gentle and peaceful creatures. Well, or pretend.

You knew affection mothers relatives
I didn't know, and only in a dream
In my childhood dreams of gold
The mother sometimes come to me.
Oh, mother! If could find you
It had not been so bitter my destiny.

Weasel excludes neither condemnation nor even contempt.

... Half an hour, an hour at the most - with a prostitute and less: with her not spending time with affection. With the woman more and more with a new woman or when it happens for the first time.

Every kiss, every caress, the first and the last. A unique moment for us.

She looked at him with kindness and affection, but her feelings were aloof, not destined to him. So gentle all the birch to the one who rests in the shade of its branches.

Ogneyar pulled to touch his lips to her soft warm cheek, and his attraction to her was not the feeling that it used to cause other girls. It seemed to him not just a girl, and a bright spot, showing him the way to a warm and kind human world. That world which for twenty years was for him alone mother, Duchess Dobrowski. And Milava saw him as a man, and the beast within him was silent, huddled somewhere deep inside, frightened of affection in her gaze, as all evil is hiding from the eyes of Light horse.

Kindness, boundless confidence and affection - feelings are always irresistible, if rubbed sycophancy, which can then gradually turn it into false, and kindness, and trust, and affection. Terrible is the quality sucks.

Love is a Spaniel that pleases more punishment from a master's hand, than the caress of the hands outside.