Having looked at it as it will hard be thought, it without pants as I forgot it, its pod, was weighty, it considerably changed lately. Andryushka pulled along the catch a cold and began to wind it round a waist, in other what waist at it, it tolstenkiya, or better to say well-fad, generally a beer tummy, more exact description. I smiled, and effortlessly, untied the catch a cold and for a second showed it the underwear, it sighed and right there sat down back on a bench. Irka, you me struck, puffing he told. Oh, Irka, it dissolved the hands, you are my love, you It could not finish, but only planted hands, I laughed and went to a sweating room. Victor absolutely already became tipsy, at thought that probably it is time to finish our sit-round gathering, all are happy, and I was already tired and it would be desirable to have a rest simply, to me did not give only one, Irk.