- Igorek, go to Radishchevo to the cops for the car. We're going to the city. I'm tired of this long weekend.
— Aha! - he answered and, going around the table, bent down and frolicked: - Woof! Natasha shied away https://www.suissecasinoenligne.com/sans-telechargement/.
I accompanied Igor to the door and locked it behind him. When I'm not in form, it is best to be careful.
Back in the kitchen, I suggested:
- Can you get out? Clean up before mommy's visit. Igorek put the pistol on the table before leaving. I took it and
I thought: is it necessary?
Natasha at that time appeared from the other side of the table, obediently took the cups in her hands, but somehow froze strangely. I raised my eyes to her. She looked at me and put the cups back on the table. What are the maneuvers?