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Her wash and put on chetverenki. Daughter, the spit in the direction of Pope, to carry out their work. Tears flow for Oleg hug and a jet of water washes. When all ended, girls substitution, zavernuli in sheets, put the table and ugostili kebab. Daughter and was afraid to chew meat papinu look to the side. - We are still in the juice! - Zahmelevshie told friends - we are still deeply Pasha, it’s not every day! After snacks, according to custom establishments there was an exchange of girls. Banschik already prepared two separate rooms for regular customers. Dad stayed with her daughter alone. - How could you? - Asked her dad.

- Papa, I will no longer! - To begin to babble like a small daughter. - This is all Zhenka! He invited me to try heroin, saying that this will trahatsya sweeter! And then: After the money was not, and you do not daesh:-So then I blame? - Pope nadaval daughter slap in the face. - I will show you, whore, where crayfish winter!-Pope, and himself something yourself! Alcohol and just experienced spectacle to grow foggy brain Oleg. Hearing the words daughter in his address, he shvyrnul her stomach down on the bed, several times shlepnul heavily on the pope. The girl unwittingly zastonala and tried to cover up popku hands.

Pope grabbed Regina with one hand by the wrist and hands over the mouth back. It continued to fall with a plop hard until tired arm and not torpor fingertips. Vyryvalas daughter and wept. Her red-and-pop became crimson. Whether from alcohol, or even anger from Oleg sensed the tide of male force and flagrantly, on the animal, mastered docheryu.Ne own daughter have - he thought - and baths devki! At that moment he hated her. Hated most expensive substance on earth. He did not remember, as friends brought him home by taxi. In head confused thoughts: My daughter - whore! As now live! That’s all Zhenka! And home he could not calm down.

In the morning, appreciating everything that was eve, Oleg seriously thought not impose themselves whether ruki.Ty, remember, wanted rapist-colleague at the Institute gates, and which deserves punishment himself, thought? Well, at work do not forget anaesthetists have something that they ask for myself! Works was so much that once thinking about how to proceed. With great difficulty they managed to save the young drug, to try to bring scores with zhiznyu.Net! - Oleg thought - to give up its Reginu I have noright! I svolochi, gad, but I will take his father’s father and debt! Over the daughter otomschu and more offense than anyone in the dam! After working unfortunate father is not formed to sleep.

He sat and looked out the window. Hand compresses terrible amputatsionny knife, with the Dutch era stigma of World War I, bought them on occasion to baraholke back in student years. The house he used to cut bread. Steel, hot heat habitually lay his hands in his hand. - Here is the son-in-law, tolknuvshy my daughter on the street! - Probormotal he saw familiar figure in the yard - now I soperiruyu you, without narkorza! Hide the knife in the sleeve, he went on the pitch ladder, and stood near the elevator.

A few moments later, time has stopped. Oleg Borisovich saw a person Zhenki became pale as chalk. In zvenyaschey silence was heard as the island became rushes fabric jackets, with the cut edge hrustom cartilage and almost without effort fails in the body. In the eyes of the son-in-law horror of stagnation, corner of the mouth Their potekla struyka blood, and he fell on the dirty floor. Oleg Borisovich perfectly knew where and how they should beat: the blood of the wounds almost no vyteklo. Without referring to his victim, the doctor turned blade several times to change the course of the wound channel beyond recognition, and vydernul knife.

Returning to the apartment, he threw his clothes in an automatic washing machine, wash their arms and it drabble briefly in a concentrated hydrogen peroxide. Now none examination proves that it was used as a weapon. Knife again took place among posudnyh supplies. He drank cognac with sleeping-pills formed. Wake of his call investigative team. Regina came late in the evening, when trupovozka already took the body and dad returned from the first interrogation subscribed ban.

Upon learning of the death of Zhenki, she cried bitterly. Pope led her to his room and placed in the seat-bed. - Razdevaysya! - Ordered it. - Papa, you that I will rip? - Asked Regina, looking for friends from childhood cooking. - No! - Oleg Borisovich shown handcuffed daughter - but you perelomaeshsya to dry! Lomka any terrible flogging. He took leave at his own expense, and held him next to her daughter, only to separate the challenges to the prosecutor’s office. Regina Week held in terrible pain, handcuffed riveted to the battery. Each cell of its body bolela and dema nded portions poisons. Mature posts ya as all this was. His father had forced her there, soap and made the vessel. Big tits bouncing whilst fuked gola vorovka. It then turned out so much time together they have not carried out for all life. Klyala his daughter is the last word, then accused of murdering Zhenki, the humiliation requested forgiveness. There are not two times, and he wanted to take a syringe and remove brittle, but he knew that then necessarily all begins again. At the questioning caused him repeatedly.

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